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"I'll drown when I see you again."
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(A/N: This chapter has NSFW content)
By the time Friday came around, Tyler felt a lot better. He still had a lingering cough, but all of his other symptoms were gone.
Josh was a little sniffly for a day or two, but much to Tyler's surprise, he didn't get sick. Fynn was glad he didn't have to take care of two sick boys, but Tyler was just glad Josh hadn't caught his cold right before the dinner with his parents.
Speaking of Josh... Tyler hadn't seen him since earlier that afternoon. Granted, he had been in his room for most of the day, but it was typical of Josh to visit him at least once every few hours.
Maybe he's busy, Tyler thought. After all, he has a life too. Not everything is about me.
He really hoped he wasn't being a pest. Josh had never given him a reason to think so, but that was his brain overthinking everything as usual.
Sighing, he kicked his legs over to the side of the bed. At this point, the only way he'd find out was to go see for himself, right?
When Tyler poked his head into the hallway, he saw that Josh's door was closed, which struck him as odd. Tip-toeing down to Josh's room, he listened for any sign of movement.
Just as he was about to knock on the door, he heard what sounded like...
A moan?
Tyler froze, not sure if his mind was playing tricks on him or not. He leaned in a bit closer to the door, and sure enough, he barely made out the sound of soft moaning.
Every single possibility ran through Tyler's head at once. Is Josh in there with someone? Is he cheating on me?
But there was no mistaking what he heard next.
"You're such a pretty baby, Ty..."
All of the blood in Tyler's body rushed to his face as his breath caught in his throat. Backing away from the door, he couldn't decide whether to run back to his room or curl up and die right there.
Somehow or another, Tyler's feet took him straight downstairs, desperate to find the one person he knew could try to make at least some sense out of this.
He found Fynnley in the laundry room. Said man looked up and frowned at the bewildered look on Tyler's face. "Are you okay, Tyler?"
Tyler went around in circles with his answer. "Yes. No. I don't know." He tried to hide his face inside his hands. "Oh, my gosh, I'm so embarrassed, Fynn."
Fynn set the laundry basket he was holding on top of the washing machine. "Why? What happened?"
"Well, I, um..." Hands dropping from his face, he looked away, not sure if he could actually say it out loud. "Josh, uh..."
"Yeah?"
"I heard, um... noises? Yeah, noises coming from his bedroom."
"Noises?"
Tyler huffed. "You're killing me, Fynn."
"What? As much as I'd like to be, I'm not a mind reader, Ty."
"They were..." Tyler paused as he searched for the right words to get his point across. "...interesting noises."
Raising an eyebrow, Fynnley crossed his arms. "Wait a second. Are you saying you were eavesdropping on Josh masturbating?"
"I wasn't eavesdropping! I went to see what he was doing and I heard... stuff."
Fynn stifled a laugh. "Okay. So why did that freak you out so badly?"
"Because he was..." Tyler's face started burning. "He was saying stuff about me," he said quickly before scrunching his eyes shut.
There was a moment of silence before Fynnley chuckled. "Tyler... you do know you're Josh's Keeper, right?"
Tyler opened his eyes again. "Of course."
Fynn smiled. "Then I think that's natural. You guys are constantly lovey-dovey with each other. I mean, no offense, but I'd probably jerk off at some point too."
"It's still a little strange, though," Tyler mumbled. "But... in a good way I think?"
Fynn chuckled again. "Fair enough. I mean, hey, I'm sure you at least think about something whenever you do it."
Tyler gave him a blank stare. "Do what?"
Fynn paused, returning Tyler's expression with equal emotion. "Um... touch yourself?"
"Oh. Um... no, not really." Tyler looked away. "The most I touch it is when I'm in the shower and... that's it, really."
Stunned, Fynnley mumbled a curse word underneath his breath before letting out a big sigh. "Jeez, um, okay, no wonder you're freaked out then. You're like 20 years old, shouldn't you be masturbating like 10 times a day? Or did I just hang around too many horny guys in my early 20s?"
Tyler shook his head. "No, not really. I don't, um, get turned on a lot. And if I do, I just distract myself until it goes away." He cleared his throat. "I guess when you're getting hit on a daily basis, your hormones just... disappear." He sighed. "I... I honestly don't think I deserve to feel good in that way."
Fynn laid a hand on Tyler's shoulder. "Hey... listen to me. Everyone deserves to feel good. I know it may not mean a whole lot coming from me, but it's true. Don't ever be afraid to get to know your body and what you like the best."
"Thank you, Fynn. It means a lot to me, actually." Tyler smiled. "I don't know what I'd do without you two."
Fynnley grinned. "Your life would probably be a lot less exciting."
"You're right." Tyler fiddled with his hands a little. "So, um... does it actually feel that good?"
Fynn stifled a laugh. "Why don't you go ask Josh? I'm sure he'd love to tell you all about it."
"No way. Maybe a certain blonde could, though." Tyler smiled again, a hint of mischief in his eyes.
Fynn laughed before picking up the laundry basket again. "Not happening, Ty. You mean well, but I'm not getting my ass kicked by Mr. Muscle Dun."
"Language, Fynn."
"My bad." Fynnley grinned. "What I will tell you is that Josh keeps something hidden away in his bathroom drawer. You know, just in case you ever get curious."
Tyler buried his face in his hands again and groaned. "You suck, Fynn."
"Mm, sometimes."
"Shush."
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Fresh out the shower, Tyler shivered a little from the cool bedsheets underneath him as he stared down at himself, nothing on but a new pair of boxer briefs.
He really wished Josh were here right now for... moral support? Though, to be honest, if Josh were here, Tyler would be too embarrassed to even move.
Josh was currently at his family dinner, leaving Tyler with the house to himself and too much time on his hands. That, combined with Fynn's not-so-subtle suggestion from earlier, made him want to try... something.
Placing his hand on his crotch, Tyler wondered how he was even supposed to get started. He knew he had to be hard, of course, but... some things were easier said than done.
Maybe if Josh was kissing him, it would be a little easier. But at least his Protector wasn't aware of what his "naughty" Keeper was getting up to...
Nothing like a dirty little secret I guess.
Tyler's mind went back to how warm and tingly he had felt when Josh was kissing his neck that one time. Honestly, he had wanted Josh to do it again but he couldn't bear the thought of bringing it up in conversation, let alone asking for it.
Closing his eyes, Tyler's thoughts drifted to what could have happened if Fynnley hadn't walked in on them. His Time Keeper symbol started to tingle as his imagination picked up where real life had left off.
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Tyler let himself be laid back on the couch, reaching up to tangle his fingers in Josh's hair. An overwhelming feeling of warmth washed over his skin as Josh rested his body on top of him.
Tyler blushed when he felt something hard pressed against his thigh, a bit pleased he had made his Protector feel that way.
Josh leaned closer to his ear and whispered. "I feel you, baby boy."
"I feel you, too," Tyler whispered back, a shy smile on his face.
He opened his mouth to say something else but stopped when Josh moved to his neck, trailing soft kisses across his skin.
A soft moan left Tyler's lips as he closed his eyes, head tilting to the side. "J-Joshua..."
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Tyler's imagination slowly ran out of fuel as he drifted back to reality. When he opened his eyes, though, he was surprised to see how hard he was.
Hand halfway underneath his underwear, he thought about getting the "stuff" out of Josh's bathroom but he didn't want to risk losing what he had going, so he stuck his fingers in his mouth and tried to make them as wet as possible.
Sliding his underwear down to his thighs, Tyler stared at his dick as it stood to attention against his stomach. He had seen it a million times before but seeing it like this was... weird.
He blushed as he wondered what Josh looked like down there. Probably a lot bigger than him... not that he really even knew what was considered "big."
Wrrapping a hand around himself, Tyler hoped to all things good and holy that this wouldn't be the time Josh came home early. If his Protector walked in on him right now, he knew for a certainty that he'd have a heart attack and die right then and there.
Left hand roaming across his chest, he started moving his other hand up and down. Still a bit too much friction, he slicked the palm of his hand with more spit and tried again.
Tyler let out a long, shaky breath as he settled into a slow but steady pace. Time Keeper tick, tick, ticking away inside his arm, he experimented a little to see what felt best.
A soft moan left Tyler's lips when his hand rubbed against a particularly sensitive spot. Playing with his left nipple, he squirmed a little at the pleasant feelings tingling all the way down to his toes.
"Joshua," Tyler whispered, cheeks burning a little from saying his Protector's name like that. "J-Josh..."
He imagined Josh's lips all over his neck as his strong hands roamed up and down his body. A thought that struck him as fascinating but oddly hot at the same time.
Within a few minutes, Tyler felt his stomach start to tighten, his Time Keeper burning inside his arm. "Oh, my gosh," he breathed out.
Adjusting his grip, he rubbed that spot over and over again, free hand grabbing the sheets as everything fell apart.
Twisting to the side, Tyler buried his face in the pillow, struggling to breathe as waves of pleasure crashed on top of him. Panting away, he felt like he was drowning, dying and being re-born all at the same time.
A few moments later, Tyler finally lifted his head up and opened his eyes to his chest covered in sweat and cum. Still struggling to catch his breath, he turned onto his back, head spinning with post-orgasm hormones.
"Wow," he mumbled to himself.
Tyler nearly jumped out of his skin when his phone started buzzing on the nightstand. Reaching over, he picked it up, eyebrows raising when he saw it was...
Josh?
Perfect timing.
Tyler cleared his throat a little before answering. "Hello?"
"Hey, Ty-Guy!"
He smiled at the sound of Josh's voice. "Hi, Josh. How was dinner?"
"Boring as always but at least it's over." Josh laughed. "I'm driving home now, so I figured I'd give you a call to see how you were doing. I brought some leftovers back, by the way, in case you get hungry."
"Oh... I'm okay."
There was a brief pause. "Were you asleep or something? Your voice is all raspy."
"Um..." Tyler's shyness returned with a vengeance. "Not exactly." He tried his best to change his voice so it sounded more normal and less like 'Why yes, Josh, I was just touching myself, thank you for noticing.'
"You sound like you're out of..." Josh trailed off and Tyler could almost feel the realization through the phone. "Tyler."
"What?"
"Ty-ler," he repeated in a sing-song voice.
"Josh-ua," Tyler mimicked him.
"Was my sweet boy being naughty?"
"Maybe." Tyler's fingers went up to his lips. "Hey, you started it."
"Me?"
Tyler cleared his throat a little. "Yeah, um, I heard you earlier today in your room."
"Oh." Josh laughed nervously. "I'm sorry, I thought I was being quiet."
Tyler thought about telling him that he had been eavesdropping a bit but decided against it. "Yeah, I heard you call me 'pretty baby," he mumbled, teeth grazing the tip of his finger.
"Oh..."
"I liked it."
"Yeah?" Josh's voice tilted a little and Tyler was suddenly ready for Round Two.
"Makes me feel like I'm yours."
"You are mine... pretty baby." Tyler could hear the smile in Josh's voice. "So, um, did you have fun? Sorry, I know that's probably a super awkward question."
"No, it's not awkward." Tyler bit his bottom lip. "I did. It was my first time doing it."
Josh made a weird, strained noise. "That was your first time masturbating?"
Tyler nodded before he realized that Josh couldn't see him right now. "Mhm. I'm a virgin, so I don't have much experience doing... well, anything, really."
"Jeez, babe, judging from the way that you kiss me, I would've never known." Josh laughed a little. "But I think it's really sweet that you're still a virgin."
"You do?"
"Of course."
Tyler smiled. "Thank you. My virginity is really special to me, especially as a Keeper."
"I can imagine, sweet boy."
"You're the sweet one."
"No you." Josh chuckled. "So... how'd it feel?"
"Amazing," Tyler breathed out. "I had no clue what I was doing and it only lasted a few minutes, but the end felt really good."
Josh laughed. "I agree, it always does. I'm glad you liked it, though, lovebug. I'm proud of you for trying something new."
"Thank you, Josh. But it's not like I was trying out a new food or something..."
"Still proud of you, though."
"You're definitely the sweet one. Thank you." Tyler giggled. "I'm feeling cuddly now."
"That's the oxytocin working its magic, babe. I'll be home soon and then we can cuddle. How's that sound?"
"Perfect." The tick of Tyler's Time Keeper reminded him of the growing bond between him and his Protector. "I miss you, Josh," he said softly.
"I miss you too, Tyler. See you soon, okay?"
"See you soon," he whispered, a deep, but pleasant ache settling over his heart.
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Stick with me, frens, I appreciate you.
If you could go to any place on the Planet, where would it be?
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