(Smut warning for this chapter. I'm only going to say this once because this entire book is going to be filled with smut. If you don't like that, I suggest not reading.)

Josh takes Tyler by the hand and leads him straight for the bedroom, telling Debby not to disturb them. She nods respectfully, giving Tyler a knowing wink. He blushes and drops his gaze to the ground, having to jog to keep up with Josh's pace.

Before he can process everything, Tyler's being pushed into the bedroom and Josh is locking the door behind them. The brunette is roughly pushed against the wall, the sudden force taking him by surprise. He doesn't mind, if anything, it only makes him want Josh more.

He opens his mouth to beg, but is cut off by Josh's tongue. Their kiss is sloppy and spit is everywhere, but Tyler thinks it's so fucking hot. Josh doesn't waste any time in removing his shorts, leaving the younger in his briefs. Tyler had no idea this would be happening right now, otherwise he would've worn a new pair of panties he bought.

Josh's teeth nip at Tyler's collarbone, sucking on the flesh there. His hand dips in Tyler's underwear unexpectedly. The brunette gasps, his fingers tangling themselves in Josh's hair.

They kiss again, Josh swallowing his moans as he starts to jerk him off. It feels amazing, Tyler's head is spinning so fast he can hardly catch his breath. His shirt comes off next, leaving him feeling naked compared to Josh.

He tugs at Josh's tie, the latter giving him a look that gives him goosebumps. Next thing Tyler knows, he's being placed on the bed and Josh is undressing himself down to his boxers.

"Do you know what you're into, Tyler?"

"No, not exactly," He admits, scooting up farther on the bed to prop his head up on a pillow.

"Let's start out slow then, yeah? Let me know if I do something you don't like. And if I hurt you, what's your safeword?"

"Umm," Tyler hesitates. "Just red, I guess."

"That works," Josh nods, taking his tie and wrapping it around Tyler's mouth as a gag. The latter looks at him with raised eyebrows, but can't deny that he's never felt this turned on before.

"Is that okay? You can breathe?"

Tyler nods eagerly, lifting his hips off the bed as a desperate call for attention. Josh's eyes roam over his body for a moment before he makes Tyler stand in front of him.

"Turn around," he orders. Tyler does such, slightly holding his arms out as he feels Josh's fingers brush down his sides. The action makes his hairs stand on end.

Josh's fingers hook around his underwear and pull them off slowly, Tyler's face growing hot. He's standing naked in front of the most beautiful man ever, of course he's going to feel insecure.

"God, look at you," Josh whispers, squeezing Tyler's ass between his fingers. "You're beautiful, baby. So beautiful."

Tyler lets his eyes fall shut, ridding himself of any distractions so he can focus on Josh's voice. He feels good, amazing actually. Only Josh could do that to him in a matter of a few words.

"I can't believe this is all mine. How lucky am I, huh?" Josh chuckles, placing kisses down the curve of Tyler's lower back. Meanwhile, Tyler is throbbing and desperately needs to be touched. He wants to take matters into his own hands, but is sure Josh won't like that.

Josh spins Tyler around to face him, lips curled into a smirk. He grazes his fingers down Tyler's stomach, over his hips, and down his thighs. The younger is whining, pathetically moving his hips to try and get Josh to touch him.

"God, you're irresistible. You look so pretty like this, all needy and desperate. You need me to touch you, Ty?"

He nods quickly, tears filling his eyes not only because it hurts but because Josh could make him cum just from the things he's saying. Tyler's falling deep into sub-space without knowing it.

"Come lay down, baby boy. I'll take care of you."

Tyler lays how he was before, biting down on the cloth in his mouth to keep himself from crying. He doesn't understand why he's being like this, Josh just makes him feel astonishing.

His eyes roll into the back of his head as Josh's mouth closes around his tip. It feels amazing after having been neglected, Tyler could cum already. But he doesn't, he tugs at Josh's hair and curls his toes, letting the tie drown out his moans.

Josh pulls away and attaches his mouth to Tyler's hole instead, flicking his tongue over the spot again and again. Tyler can't keep still; he's tugging at the bed sheets, tugging at Josh's hair, arching his back, moving his hips. Josh's palms force his hips down, holding him in place while he eats him out.

Tyler's about to cry again. He needs Josh to touch him. He needs more, needs Josh closer to him. And even though it's already so much, it's not enough. He whines, hoping Josh will get the hint, which he thankfully does.

He pulls away and takes the cloth out of Tyler's mouth, seeing the tears in his eyes. Josh frowns, caressing his cheek. "What's wrong, honey? Is everything okay?"

"Better than okay," Tyler whispers, pulling Josh closer so their chests are touching. This is better, but still not enough. "Just want more.. I want you inside me, sir. I need you closer."

"Closer?" Josh smiles, resting their foreheads together. "What does a good boy say?"

"Please, sir, please. I need you in me, please," Tyler begs, grinding himself up against Josh. Both moan, and Tyler continues because he wants to hear Josh make that sound again.

Unfortunately, Josh pulls away and retrieves something from his dresser. He shows it to Tyler; a bottle of lube and a condom. They're set on the bed and Josh holds his fingers to Tyler's lips, the tie now loosely hanging around his neck. "Suck."

Tyler gladly takes Josh's fingers in his mouth, swirling his tongue around every single one of them. He keeps his eyes trained on Josh, who is biting his lip as he watches the younger's mouth. Josh snakes his other hand down and grips his cock, jerking himself off to the sight of Tyler.

The fingers are pulled out of his mouth and one is pushed inside Tyler almost instantly. He gasps and grips at the bedsheets. Josh grabs his hand and places it on his cock, resting his own over top to help Tyler stroke him.

Tyler feels every bump and vein on his palm, feels when another finger is added. He's moaning and he wishes Josh would too, but instead he's saying dirty things.

"You make me feel so good, baby. I can't wait to fuck you, to feel you wrapped around my big cock."

Tyler isn't sure if he likes dirty talk or sweet talk more, they both make his head spin and toes curl. "Yes, sir."

"You like when I talk to you like this, don't you?"

"Yes, sir."

"Do you need anymore prep?"

"No, sir."

"You're sure this is what you want?"

"Stop asking questions and fuck me already," Tyler whines, letting his hands grab at the pillow beneath his head as Josh removes his fingers.

"Don't get mouthy with me, Tyler," he says sternly, making the small brunette bite down on his lip. He apologizes, watching Josh put the condom on and spread lube over the both of them. "Tell me this is what you want."

"I want this, sir. I want you."

Josh accepts this as an answer, gripping Tyler's pudgy thighs as he easily slides the head of his cock inside him. Tyler's moaning already, even though it hurts and Josh's fingernails are digging into him. "Tell me what to do."

"Just go slow," Tyler pants, licking his lips as he meets Josh's eyes. The latter nods, digging his nails in further as he slides in deeper. It stings and Tyler wants to complain, but Josh suddenly thrusts into him, causing him to cry out.

"Fuck!"

"Did that hurt?" Josh checks, removing his nails from the boy's thighs.

"No, do it again."

He grins, thrusting his hips into Tyler again. The younger moans and tilts his head back. Josh removes the tie from around his neck and replaces it with his fingers. "Is this okay?"

"Yes, sir."

Josh squeezes Tyler's throat, his thrusts slowly picking up speed and Tyler's moans slowly getting louder. The sound of their skin slapping together is so loud, Tyler is sure Debby can hear it from two floors down. She can probably hear everything going on, but the thought only makes Tyler louder. He wants everyone to know that Josh is his.

He gasps when Josh suddenly hits a spot inside him, his back arching off the bed. Tyler's eyelids are heavy and black dots cloud his vision as he feels a heat in the pit of his stomach.

"Sir, I'm gonna cum," he gasps, breath hitching with every thrust of Josh's hips.

"Ask for permission," Josh groans, watching the pretty boy beneath him squirm.

"May I pl-ease cum, sir? Please, it fe-els so good. Please let me cu-m," Tyler moans, words being broken apart every time he gasps.

"You can hold it, baby. I know you can."

Tyler knows he can't, but he nods and takes more. His whole body is tense, knuckles white from how tightly he's gripping the bed. "Please, sir! I have to cum!" He cries, tears filling his eyes once more.

"Cum for me baby boy, I want Debby to hear you screaming my name."

"Fuck, Josh!" He yells, spilling out onto his stomach almost immeditelty. "Oh my god!"

"Damn, Ty, you're so hot," Josh mumbles, not letting up on his relentless thrusting. Tyler can't take much more, he feels like he's going to pass out.

"Want you to cum now, sir," he gasps, removing Josh's fingers from around his throat and taking them in his mouth. Josh watches him through hooded eyes, hips stuttering suddenly as he cums into the condom. He lets out a loud moan that nearly gives Tyler a hard-on again.

"That was amazing," Tyler whispers, shutting his eyes as Josh pulls out. "You're amazing."

Josh smiles, tossing the condom in the garbage can and cleaning up Tyler with a towel from the laundry basket. "That was all you, baby boy. Nobody else has ever turned me on as much as you do."

Tyler smiles, feeling proud of himself. "Well, I've never came untouched before. And I've never had someone almost make me cry, so yeah."

They laugh, and Josh places a soft kiss against one of the hickeys on his neck. "Do you want to get in the shower? No round two, I'm sure you're exhausted. Just so we can clean up."

"Okay," Tyler agrees, letting Josh carry him bridal style into the bathroom.

He watches the older as he turns on the water and adjusts it to the right temperature. Tyler is suddenly overcome with so many emotions, recalling the events that just took place. Josh treats him like royalty, he's never had someone be so caring but so amazing in bed before.

And Josh isn't just amazing in bed, he's an all-around amazing person. Everything about him is stunning. His looks, his laugh, his muscles, his hands, the way he talks to Tyler, the way he makes Tyler feel...

God, Tyler is so in love. This isn't just lust, it's something way, way bigger. The brunette anxiously chews on his lip, joining Josh in the shower.

He's so in love with Josh.

Is that weird? Is it way too early? Yeah, they just had sex, but what if for some reason Josh doesn't love him yet? What if Josh never will love him? What if he really just wanted Tyler for sex?

"Hey, what's on your mind?" The man asks, water droplets cascading down his chiseled abs. Tyler can't get any words to come out, Josh looks beautiful and he's so fucking in love it scares him. "Baby? Talk to me."

"I don't know," Tyler whispers, feeling pathetic as a tear rolls down his cheek. He drops his head, wiping at it with the back of his hand.

"Ty, honey, what're you thinking about? Did I do something you didn't like? Are you hurt?"

There he goes again, being a fucking amazing person. Why does he have to be like that? Why can't he be an asshole or something? Why did Tyler have to fall so fast? "No, none of that."

"I can't fix it if you don't tell me what's wrong," Josh sighs, raising the brunette's head by his chin. They kiss, and Tyler can't stop himself from crying. He feels stupid.

"I'm an idiot and you're so perfect and it sucks," he tries to explain, realizing what he just said probably makes no sense to Josh.

"Can you try and elaborate?"

"Everything about you is perfect and it sucks because I just... Oh my god, I'm going to sound like a fucking idiot but I love you, Josh. I love you already and I've known you for, what, like six days? And I'm fucking scared because you probably don't feel the same way and you might not ever," he rambles, sniffling as Josh wipes the tears and water away from his cheeks.

"Don't cry, honey. You don't have to be scared to love me. I love you too, Tyler. You make me feel something that nobody else before has. You're different. I know you're the one. I love you. I love you so much. Please don't cry, its breaking my heart."

"Now I'm cry-crying because you're so nice to m-e and, oh m-my god, and you love me," Tyler hiccups, his arms wrapping around Josh's frame. Josh laughs as he hugs back, holding Tyler tightly.

"I guess that's a good reason to cry," Josh smiles, Tyler resting his face against his shoulder. "Do you feel better now? I love you, I love you more than I've ever loved anyone. I love you more than I loved having sex with you just a minute ago. I just love you."

Tyler nods, listening to the pounding of Josh's heart. It's beating like crazy, making the brunette smile. Josh really does love him. He means it.

He means it.

"I love you, too. So much."