Sugar: Let me take you on a date

Darling: Wow, no please? How rude

Sugar: Please, Tyler Robert Joseph, will you go on a date with little ol' me?

Darling: Since you asked so nicely :) yes!

Sugar: we are the definition of uncool

Darling: Speak for yourself honey!

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"Tyler stop fussing!" Jenna, his best friend, giggled, attempting to flatten the floof he called his hair. Tyler simply huffed at her, knowing better than to do anything else since she had his hair in her hands and could easily yank his head in any direction if he got smart with her.

"This is my first date with him Jen!" Tyler whined, wincing when she tugged his locks at the attitude. Jenna would be a perfect babysitter since she was just the right amount of nice and stern.

"And I'm gonna make you look hot so he'll wanna fuck you," Jenna said without pause, Tyler blushing a fiery red at her words.

"He isn't gonna fuck me!" Tyler hissed back, pulling his head away from her tugging fingers and turning to face her.

"And why not?" Jenna huffed at him, placing her hands on her hips, one hip cocked out.

"In case you forgot, I don't have a dick and he kinda thinks I do! He is gonna be really confused when he finds a clit in my boxers instead!" Tyler huffed back at her, curling his arms around his body. He wasn't uncomfortable with his lower half, he actually didn't plan on getting bottom surgery, but he was uncomfortable with others coming in contact with it. His past partners had all been terrible when he had tried to get intimate with them. One had even called him a girl the entire time which led to Tyler second guessing himself for a month.

"Ty, sweetheart, if he is truly as great as you go on about, he'll love whatever is in your pants, especially if it makes your face twist up in pleasure," Jenna smiled, wrapping her arms around his shoulders. Tyler scrunched his face at her and shook his head fondly. He and Jenna had been intimate once upon a time ago, back when he was trying to decide if he liked females, but it was a resounding no. He preferred to be fucked by a male or peg his partner. He briefly wondered if Josh would be into that...

Sugar: I'm here honey <3

"He's here!" Tyler exclaimed, tripping over his feet as he stood up, groaning when Jenna laughed at him.

"Go get him stallion!" Jenna cheered, making Tyler blush as he made his way outside and to Josh's car.

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"Roller skating, really Josh?" Tyler laughed, letting his fingers drift to Josh's hair as the pink haired man insisted on tying Tyler's skates for him. He wanted to be romantic or something, Tyler just allowed to him to have his fun. Besides he could feel the creeping pain that was his period approaching.

"Of course, couldn't be cliché with a bowling alley or movie," Josh teased, patting Tyler's thigh before standing up on his own skates and helping the other man to his feet. Tyler had never roller skated before and could tell he was gonna spend a majority of this night on his ass with bruises. "Come on honey," Josh smiled, gently guiding Tyler out onto the floor. The younger man was clutching Josh's arm tightly, letting the older move them.

"If I fall, you are rubbing my bruised ass," Tyler huffed at Josh, lacing their fingers together as he released his death grip on Josh's arm.

"Darling, I'll rub whatever you want," Josh smirked, Tyler feeling his face heat up in embarrassment. It also set a fire in his stomach, but he knew that Josh would not be able to fulfill the burning. Not until Tyler told him he was trans at least... Hopefully Josh wouldn't be disgusted with him then.

"I'm sure you would, you perv," Tyler stuck his tongue out at him, pushing against Josh's chest to propel himself forward. Tyler heard the older grunt as he hit the floor and he cackled loudly, slowly skating around the floor.

"You're gonna get it Tyler!" Josh called over the music, speeding after Tyler. The younger gulped, trying to get himself away from Josh before the older could catch him, but didn't get very far before he decided to turn and embrace his fate. Josh smacked into him, not expecting Tyler to have turned to face him and the both went down, Josh's knee meeting Tyler's crotch and Tyler's knee knocking Josh's balls. Both grunted, but for two different reasons. Josh in pain, Tyler could only guess, and Tyler in pleasure. Who knew that a knee to the crotch was great friction?

"Fuck, I'm sorry," Tyler apologized, gently flipping them over so Josh was on his back. Tyler's knees ached from kneeling on the floor, but he could tell Josh was in some real pain. Tyler stood up on shaky legs and helped Josh up off the floor and led him over to a sitting area away from the skaters. Tyler brushed a hand delicately over Josh's stomach, trying to ease the clenched muscles.

"It's okay honey, are you alright though?" Josh replied, his hands moving from where they protectively cradled his balls to rub Tyler's hips tenderly. Tyler hummed, not wanting to show that the slow circles were fueling the fire within him.

"I'm good, must have hit my pelvis instead of my balls," Tyler lied, running his fingers up Josh's forearm reassuringly. They stayed seated for a while, both giggling to each other about how ridiculous they were and both asking numerous times if the other was really okay. Once Josh was feeling a bit steadier, they head back on the floor, Tyler staying firmly at Josh's side so they could avoid collisions.

"Whatcha' doin' Joshie?" Tyler giggled when Josh had slipped his hand into Tyler's back pocket, holding him close to him. Tyler enjoyed the protective gesture, but it was a bit unexpected and made his boxers a bit damper.

"Holding my baby boy," Josh answered, giving Tyler's ass a squeeze, causing the boy to jump and slip in his skates, crashing hard on the floor. He whimpered in pain, holding back tears at the pain. He had seen dozen others fall, yet none of them had cried. Tyler blamed it on the fact he had never fallen on his own before. Josh helped him up and kissed his cheek gently. "Sorry honey," Josh whispered, this time holding Tyler's hand as they skated around.

"Hey pretty lady," a teenager cat-called at Tyler, skating past the couple. Tyler curled into Josh's side, sneering slightly. He knew he had a feminine form, but not so much anymore. "Why don't you get with a real man?" The same punk, skated in front of Tyler, almost knocking him down if Josh hadn't caught his waist.

"I am with a real man asshole," he growled, puffing out his chest a bit, but he was just laughed at. Josh's fingers twisted in Tyler's belt loop, probably restraining himself as he led Tyler off the floor.

"Let's leave, yeah Ty?" Josh rubbed his boyfriend's back, settling him down on the bench so he could help him remove his skates. Tyler rubbed Josh's shoulders gently, trying to help ease their tension. He knew they truly wouldn't relax until they were in the car and away from those idiots. Tyler stood up once his skates were off, whining slightly at the pain the skates left behind. Josh sat next to remove his own skates. Tyler tangled his fingers in his hair soothingly, getting an idea as he stood there.

"Hey honey?" Tyler called softly to get Josh's attention. Josh hummed to indicate he was listening, not looking up from the skates. 

"Follow my lead, yeah?" Josh looked up confused at that, letting out a moan when he found himself with a lapful of Tyler, those plump lips pressed against his own. He held Tyler's waist tightly, making sure he did not fall from his lap. He let out a small grunt when Tyler took his hands and placed them on his ass, pulling the younger man closer. If Josh wasn't so distracted from the kiss, he would have noticed the lack of bulge in Tyler's pants, or that the younger man seemed to be trembling. Tyler really needed to be touched by Josh.

Before the couple could get really into the kiss, Tyler pulled his lips away from Josh's and smirked at the gaping teenagers. "Can we go home now daddy?" He purred, loud enough for the teenagers to hear. Josh grinned up at Tyler, squeezing his thighs one last time before helping him off his lap. Josh finished taking off his skates, returning both pairs before slipping on his shoes and leading Tyler out of the skate place, his hand tucked in the younger's back pocket once more.

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Tyler had no clue how he ended up pressed against the door frame by Josh, but here they were. His fingers were tangled in the pink locks, the other's lips trailing his neck. Tyler let out soft whimpers, wanting Josh closer. He was so wet and wanted nothing more than to have his daddy take care of him.

"Daddy," Tyler whispered, holding Josh close to his neck. His touch was electrifying and Tyler wanted more.

"I'll take care of you baby boy," Josh shifted them around, moving to press his knee in between Tyler's legs, but the younger suddenly remembered why he had been holding back with sex.

"No!" Tyler said, a little forcefully, shoving Josh back by the hips. The other looked at him in surprise, Tyler trembling from sensitivity and want.

"Tyler, what did I do?" Josh asked softly, moving to touch Tyler's cheek, but the younger ducked at the last second.

"Nothing, I just gotta- uh yeah," Tyler shuffled into his house and closed the door. He raked his fingers through his hair and resisted the urge to scream. He was so stupid!

Josh stood on the porch in confusion, unsure what had just happened and why Tyler had flipped his switch so fast. Was it something that he did? The pink haired man made his way back to his car, feeling his eyes sting with tears. What had he done?

Tyler fell asleep curled in a ball, wishing the pillow he was cuddling with Josh. The pink haired man fell asleep similarly, only curled around his daughter in her little princess bed. What had gone wrong?

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Word Count: 1,764

hey guys! i'm not feeling the greatest ( i can't describe it because like i'm fine, but like i'm not at the same time? ) so i decided to give you guys another chapter because i wanna share this with you guys! please let me know what you think!

stay alive sunshines <3

- courtney