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Josh felt weird. Really weird.
You see, he had a slight problem… he deeply missed his boyfriend’s alter ego, Blurryface. It had gotten especially bad however a week after the first time he had ever met the man.
Just a week and half ago, Josh was being fucked by the man, so good he was a slurring mess, but now? Radio silence. Well, almost. Occasionally Josh would see glimpses within Tyler, his demeanor shifting momentarily, his eyes flicking to that deep, intoxicating red only to turn brown again. Not to mention the scribbled out notes Josh would find, handwriting far worse than Tyler’s ever was.
Josh knew it was him. Blurryface. Checking in from inside of Tyler’s mind. Yes, Josh loved Tyler, but his head had been a jumbled mess lately, a mess Josh knew only one thing could fix.
”Hey Tyler?” Josh asked, sitting on the bed as the other got changed into his pajamas just feet away. His stomach churned as Tyler turned, not saying anything but clearly listening. “God this is awkward, Um.” Josh began, only feeling more nervous as Tyler came to sit beside him.
“You think I could try bottoming tonight?” Josh finally asked, a faint blush on his face. “It’s just, it felt nice when um, you know.” He looked down a bit, not catching Tyler’s involuntary smirk.
Tyler was silent a moment, topping was never really his thing, but he wanted to try. ‘For Josh.’ He told himself before nodding. “Sure, we can try it out.” He said, wrapping an arm around Josh’s shoulders, pulling him closer and pressing a kiss to him temple.
“Really?” Josh asked, looking up with a small smile on his lips.
Tyler nodded again, grinning back. “Yeah, I mean I don’t see why not.” He said, shrugging. “Just no promises I’ll be much good at it.”
Josh shook his head a little, pecking Tyler’s lips. “It’s okay, You don’t have to be good, just be you.” He said, making Tyler cringe a bit.
“Right, well first off, no more inspiring quotes.” Tyler joked, standing again and pulling the pajama shirt he had just put on, off.
Josh followed, pulling off his clothing and tossing them to the side, looking up at Tyler who’s in response smiled, pushing him down onto his back and easily climbed on top of the other. “You’re sure you want this?” Tyler asked, to which Josh nodded, a little too fast and eager.
Tyler chuckled, lips pressing softly into Josh’s now. Using one hand to prop himself above Josh, the other slowly trailed down his check, finding its way to his cock.
Josh wrapped a hand around Tyler’s neck, furthering the kiss as his hips rocked softly into Tyler’s gentle hands. The room was quiet as they parted lips, Staring at eachother a moment, Tyler watching in awe as Josh slowly let himself relax into the handjob, as Tyler’s hand sped up a bit, Josh’s moans grew slightly, still just soft and airy however.
He pulled up hand away, pecking Josh’s lips again before reaching over to the nightstand to grab a tube of lube. “Tell me if I’m hurting you okay?” He asked, moving to sit between Josh’s legs.
“Promise.” Josh spoke clearly. It was quite how he thought, being fingered by the other. Sure it stung a bit, he knew it would, but Tyler’s gentle touch felt like heaven. It was soft, pleasant, his fingers spreading Josh open with precision. It was nice, too nice.
As Tyler continued, with sweet whispers of praise, Josh lay.. almost bored. Sure it felt great, he wouldn’t still be hard if it did, it just felt… wrong. Too vanilla, too cautious. “Don’t be scared to hurt me, Ty.” Josh said, looking up at the other and offering a small smile.
Tyler sighed, shaking his head a bit. “Sorry, this just.” He pulled his fingers out, wiping them clean on the bed. “I’m not good at this.” He admitted. moving to lay beside Josh.
“Yeah.” Josh agreed, grinning slightly as he looked towards his lover.
“Hey!” Tyler said, nudging Josh with an arm. “You’re supposed to say I was doing amazing!” He argued, a fake pout on his lips.
He smiled down at the other, letting a hand move up to Tyler’s face, thumb rubbing gently over his cheek. “That right?” He asked, head tilting slightly.
Tyler nodded, smiling softly as he allowed Josh to kiss him, slowly the two maneuvering to have Josh hovering over. “Well let me make it up to you then.” He whispered, leaning down and kissing Tyler again. Eyes shutting before they could see the red that flashed in Tyler’s.
.
Tyler was annoyed with himself the rest of the night. Laying at peace beside a sleeping Josh, staring up towards the ceilings. It would’ve been fine had Josh told him to stop, but really he was the one to chicken out.
“You couldn’t do just this one thing for him?”
“God, not you.” Tyler whispered to the scratchy voice within his mind. He shook it off, adjusting to lay his head closer to Josh’s, fully snuggled in the arms of the other. Regardless of comfort, his guilt, or rather just Blurryface, ate away at him.
The voice rang again, louder this time. “Can’t even fuck your boyfriend? Well aren’t you just a pillow prince.” He croaked. Tyler just shut his eyes, trying to ignore and failing like he did each and every night.
Usually, the two could compromise, Blurry would come out, soak up Josh’s presence just by stating, then they would switch back again. Most nights it would shut the man up, other nights like tonight though, it wouldn’t be so simple.
“I can Tyler.” Blurry began, making Tyler shiver a bit, feeling as if the man was whispering right into his ear. “Watch me take care of him, watch me give him what you never could.”
He squeezed his eyes shut again, groaning slightly as Blurryface continued. “Cmon. You know he wants me. First you won’t fuck him, then you force me out?”
“How is that fair, Tyler?” His voice echoed, fading from one ear to another, driving Tyler mad enough to give in with just a blow to the ear. “Be good for once. Let me have him.”
The switch was quick, Tyler out and Blurry in his spot. Soft brown eyes into intense red ones. The gentle hold he once had on Josh’s arm now a tight, ice cold grip. “Perfect.” Blurry grumbled, as if testing his voice box.
“Not too much.” Tyler blurted from inside the body, to which Blurry only shrugged off.
Skin now cold as ice, Blurryface ran a hand across Josh’s face, trailing the hard lines of his nose and jaw. “Bet you love sitting here, huh Ty?” Blurry spat out, aiming to embarrass his other self. “Too bad I won’t let you ride his perfect face tonight.”
Josh stirred, arms loosening around Blurryface as he flipped onto his stomach, face buried in a pillow, his back curved and smooth. “Hm..” Blurry hummed, running his nails lightly over his skin, following the dip of Josh’s back. “Gonna just have to watch me break him in a million ways. How sad.” He said before finally ending the conversation with the Tyler in his head.
Using his hands, and the hope Josh was a deep enough sleeper, Blurry flipped the man again. Josh now laying on his back, only adjusting slightly before seemingly back into a slumber.
With a sly grin, he moved the blankets, revealing his and Josh’s nude bodies. The two seemingly too exhausted to have gotten up at all after earlier. “Well thanks Ty, making my job oh so easy haven’t you” He whispered, ignoring the worried voice that lingered in his mind.
Blurry stood from the bed, staring daggers down at the sleeping boy. As if on queue, Josh’s sleepy eyes opened, looking around momentarily before landing on the only other person in the room. “Ty? Baby what are you doing up?” He mumbled, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes as he sat up.
With a small smile, Blurry walked out of the room, not saying a word only heading through the house to the kitchen. Obviously, a very confused Josh followed, trailing behind like a dog. “Tyler, what are you doing?” He asked again, stumbling to pull on his boxers before heading out after him.
The two met in the kitchen, Josh walking up behind Tyler. “Babe?” He asked for the last time before Blurry turned around.
The first thing Josh noticed were his eyes, obviously. Deep red, toxic and lustful as ever. The second thing, was the knife he held, the tip pressed to his finger, twisting it slightly but not drawing blood. “Oh fuck.” Was all Josh could muster out before he was being pressed up to the fridge.
“Heard you were missing me?” Blurry began, a cold hand pressed up to Josh’s throat, squeezing it slightly. “That true, Babydoll?”
Josh could fucking melt.
Blurry’s voice was jagged, just a note or two lower than Tyler’s ever was, and it alone could push all the right buttons to get Josh going. “Well?” He asked, pressing into Josh a bit harder. “Don’t leave me hanging now.”
“Yes.” Josh muttered out, his hands now grabbing Blurryface’s wrist, keeping him from fully being choked.
“Told you, Tyler.” Blurry grumbled out, smirking as he pulled his knife up to a josh face, resting the blade on his cheek. “Heard you were so desperate for some attention you asked Tyler to top, yeah?” He asked, a hint of disappointment, no, disgust on his voice as he spoke Tyler’s name.
“Mhm.” Josh hummed out, eyes glued to the knife as it pressed against his skin. He hissed slightly as a small cut formed on his cheek, going from his cheekbone down to his jaw. “Blurry, Please.” He mumbled, looking up the other.
He wasn’t sure what he was asking for. Maybe for the man to release his grip, maybe to be bent over the kitchen counter. He didn’t know. “Blur.” He whispered out again, groaning slightly as the man brought the blade to his collarbone, following its grooves with the tip.
“Tell me, Josh.” Blurry began, allowing the knife to trail down Josh’s bare chest, then stomach, only stopping just above his boxers. Josh whimpered, eyes down, watching nothing but the knife.
A hand came to his jaw, allowing him to breath freely again. The grip was cold, tight. Josh shivered beneath the touch, looking to Blurryface who was stood with a smirk. “You gonna make this worth my while?” He challenged. taking a step closer, nose now brushing against Josh’s.
He was only quiet a moment, unable to even think of words to respond with until he felt the sting of a new, shallow cut on his hip. He tried looking down again, only for Blurry to smack him before gripping at his chin again. “Answer me, unless you don’t actually what this, doll.” Blurry said, a bead of spit hitting Josh’s lips.
“I will.” He spoke, voice soft and shakey compared to Blurry’s. “I promise, just please.. please Blurry.” He said, a look of desperation in his eyes. “Ty, please.”
Blurry chuckles as he released him, taking a few steps back. “Babydoll, you don’t even know who or what you’re beggin’ for.” He said. Words sharper than the knife he held in his hand. “Go upstairs, be a good boy and wait for me, yeah?” Blurry spoke, eyes gesturing to the stairs before locking back onto Josh.
Josh froze momentarily before nodding, moving up through the house, hearing faint footsteps lingering not far behind him. He got in bed, sitting still at the edge, half panicked.
He wanted this, fuck, he needed this. His mind filled with thoughts of Blurryface, thoughts of all the dirty, lewd things he wanted to do with the other. Before he knew it, he was palming himself over his boxers, moaning softly as he pleasured himself.
His stomach twisted however as he looked up, seeing Blurry stood just feet away, glaring as always. “Well someone’s excited, huh mutt?” He began, watching as Josh pulled his hand away from his cock. “Oh, don’t stop on my accord.” He said, moving towards Josh and manually placing his hand back.
Josh looked up, a lost dog truly. “What?”
“Go on.” Blurry said, sitting beside Josh. He hummed, watching as Josh played with himself. “You know Joshua, next time all you gotta do is ask.” He whispered, lips directly beside Josh’s ear. “Had Tyler so scared, so worried he would hurt you..” He continued.
A hand came up, gripping the curls that sat atop Josh’s head. “Think I outta punish you for freaking him out so bad.” He said, grinning wildly.
It was truly a creepy sight. Josh’s heart racing in his chest as he stared up at Blurry. “I.. I didn’t mean-“
“On your fucking knees.” Blurry spat out, releasing his grip from Josh’s curls, using it to slowly pump himself. Josh obeyed, kneeling between Blurry’s legs, eye level with his cock. “You know what to do, right doll?” Blurry asked, tapping his cock against Josh’s lips, forcing them apart.
Josh’s mouth was hot, tongue sliding perfectly over Blurry’s tip as his hands grabbed at his thighs. “Hm..” Blurryface hummed out, hand back in Josh’s hair forcing himself deeper. “God, didn’t tell me you had such a mouth.” He continued, forcibly speed the rhythm up, practically fucking Josh’s face.
Tears formed in Josh’s eyes as his throat was used, not used to the roughness. He groaned around Blurry’s cock, sending vibrations through the other. Deep moans escaped Tyler’s lips, only making things ten times harder for Josh.
A hand slid down Blurry’s leg, reaching now for his own cock before a foot made contact with his budge. A harsh whine followed, eyes now back locked onto Blurry’s. “Little puppy dog thinks he can touch himself?” He asked, pushing himself fully down Josh’s throat, holding him there.
Josh whimpered, his cock being slightly crushed by Blur’s foot, his throat so full it was difficult to breathe, his nose pressing right up against the happy trail that sat on Blurry’s lower stomach.
“Work for it.”
With those last words, Blurry released Josh, allowing him to move freely. Josh whined, yet he continued pleasing Blurryface. His tongue lying flat in his mouth, taking in as much as he could with each bob of his head.
He groaned, picking up the pace as he felt the pressure of Blurry’s foot against him growing. “Good.” Blurry moaned out, head tipping back as he allowed himself to relax. “So very good to me, Joshua.”
Blush now coating his tear covered cheeks, Josh sucked in his cheeks, slowing the rhythm but taking the other much, much deeper. He gagged a bit, drool spilling down his chin but it was all worth it when he felt a warm, sticky substance shoot down his throat.
“Oh fuck..” Blurry growled, hips bucking up into Josh’s mouth as he drug out the orgasm. His foot fell, eyes looking back to Josh as he panted. Pulled Josh off by his hair, he watched as the man sniffled, a panting, whiney mess all for Blurry to enjoy.
“Well what do you say?” Blurry asked, looking down towards Josh’s glossy lips, noticing the off white string of saliva that connected them to his cock.
“T-thank you?” Josh questioned, moaning out as he was slapped, hard. His hand flew to his face, covering the red mark that now was etched into his cheek.
With a grip on his chin, Blurry leaned down. “Like you fucking mean it.” He croaked, waiting.
“Thank you, Blur..” Josh said again, unbreaking the eye contact he was forced to hold. “For letting me taste you.”
“That wasn’t so hard, was it doll face.” He asked, pressing a slopping kiss to Josh’s plump lips before moving. “Stomach, on the bed.” He spoke, now by the nightstand grabbing the lube Tyler had stored away. By the time he looked back, Josh was in the position. A small pout on his face as it pressed into the pillow, desperate eyes looking up at Blurryface.
He climbed on, immediately tugging Josh’s boxers off, tossing them to the floor before sitting between his legs. He reached forward, grabbing at Josh’s ass and spreading it open, seeing his hole still slightly stretched out.
Two fingers easily slipped inside unlubed, making Josh hiss a little as Blurryface made a noise of disapproval. “All spread open and needy for me?” He asked, curling his fingers within the other. “Yet so dry. Tyler not fill you up, baby doll?” He asked.
“N-no sir..” Josh admitted in a mumble, words slurring more than he’d like them to.
“Hm..” He hummed, using his free hand to uncap the lube. Rather than applying it to his fingers, he squirted the cold liquid onto Josh’s hole, chuckling as he shivered and whined beneath him. “You want me to help you out with that?” Blurry asked, tone unusually gentle.
Josh looked back, whimpering slightly as he felt Blurry pull out his fingers. “Good thing your slutty fucking mouth got my dick all wet, huh?” He spoke, lining himself up with Josh’s hole.
Embarrassment grew inside Josh, stomach filling with knots that soon went away as Blurry shoved himself deep inside the other. Josh practically screamed into his pillow, hands gripping at the bed sheets as Blurryface fucked him oh so painfully slowly.
“Fuck, Josh..” Blurry spoke, landing weak out sting worthy slaps onto Josh’s ass. “Nice and tight, I think I could just fuck you forever.” He said, speeding up ever so slightly.
Josh groaned, hips rolling back and lifting slightly, craving more. It only resulted in a harder slap, making Josh jump a bit, but Blurry did speed things up. “Since you want it so bad, beg for me baby.” He spat out, hands gripping Josh’s hips so hard they would leave bruises.
“P-please?” Josh whispered, looking back At Blurry sheepishly, mouth hanging open as small, sweet moans left his lips.
Another spank, harder than anything before. “Again.”
Josh yelled, biting at his lip as he relished in the sting. “Blur, God Blurry please..” He whined out, hips grinding up into the other again. “I need you, B-blur.” He would’ve continued if not for Blurry adjusting him.
Face now pressed into the pillows further. His ass lifted off the bed as Blurry fucked into it hard. A repeat position for the two. “Yeah you do babe.” Blurry encouraged. “Need me. God say it again.” He growled out, nails digging into Josh’s skin.
“I, need you.” Josh choked out between moans, already on the verge of cumming, though it seemed Blurryface was aswell. “I love.. you.” He spoke.
The last push Blurry needed was those words, slamming himself into Josh, cumming deep within him, continuing his thrusts as Josh squirmed beneath him. He was truly in his own world, using Josh as more of a fleshlight than anything else.
He didn’t even notice when Josh came.
After round and rounds, Blurry degrading him while plunging himself deeper and deeper inside of the other. His ass was a bright red, covered in handprints and scratched that led up his back. He felt like nothing more than a toy for Blurry to use and abuse. A pool of cum had formed beneath Josh, with Blurry ramming into his prostate, another weak load sprayed onto the mattress.
“B-blur!” Josh squeaked, high moans and cried escaping his lips. “Please..” He managed, looking back again.
Blurry finally slowed down, still slowly trusting himself into Josh’s hole. “What baby? Can’t take it?” He asked, another hard spank making Josh only cry more.
His eyes were red, puffy cheeks flushed pink and tear stained. Drool flowed down his chin as he whined, allowing his white knuckles to ease their grip on the sheets. “Blurry t-too much.” He whined.
Once again, Blurry hummed his reply, pulling himself out finally. He helped Josh flip over, now having him lay on his back. “Oh, Baby doll what a fucking mess.” He spoke, fingers scooping up some of the cum that lay on the bed.
He pulled them to his mouth, holding eye contact with Josh as he cleaned his own fingers of Josh’s cum. “mm.” He moaned, reaching back down to collect more. “Open.” He spoke, hovering overtop josh, fingers pushing their way into his mouth. “Now suck.” He demanded.
Josh did as he was told, sucking himself off of Blurry’s hand, cringing at the bitter taste. “That’s a good cum slut.” Blurry whispered, pulling out his fingers and grinning down at the other.
Josh looked up, body weak but mind racing. He wanted more, wanted to please the man on top of him even if he had hurt him. “Blur.. please, sir.” He practically moaned out.
“Oh?” Blurry asked, hand moving to grab his chin for the third time that night. “My boy want more?” He pushed, forcing a finger into Josh’s mouth once again. Josh nodded weakly, swirling his tongue around the digit. “Awe, look Tyler, little whore still wants me.” Blurry said to himself before allowing a string of spit to fall from his lips to Josh’s
“Gonna fuck you one last time, fill you up good and plug ya, then we’ll take care of your fucking mess.” Blurry told him, using the grip he had on Josh to make him nod. “Good.” He spoke, spitting one last time before easily lifting Josh’s hips and pushing into his opened hole.
Blurry nearly came from Josh’s face alone. Eyes squeezing shut, teeth biting down on Blurry’s fingers as he let out ungodly noises. Moans, slurred words, whines. Plus the noise of his wet entrance, sloshing around with each and every thrust. “God, fucking damnit.” Blurry groaned out.
He finally came, the load colliding with Josh’s bruised prostate, resulting in a muffled scream from the bottom and a laugh from Blurryface. “Ah, fuck yeah doll face!” He said, slowing the pace to a stop, moaning as he pulled out, watching as his cum began trying to flow out of Josh.
Hurried, he grabbed a plug from a box beneath the bed. With ease, he slid it into the other, trapping the warm, gooey substance inside. “Blur..” Josh whimpered, wiggling his hips a bit in discomfort.
“I know, your whore of a hole already misses me.” He barked out, pressing on the plug before he looked to Josh’s limp cock. “Awe, wore you out did I,” He asked, a hand starting to slowly pump Josh’s cock.
Weak, pathetic whines filled the air, Josh’s hips digging into the bed to get his hypersensitive cock away from Blurry’s rough hands and.. oh fuck.
Josh’s attempts at squirming stopped as Blurry’s mouth made contact with his cock, His perfect lips wrapped around the tip as his tongue kitten licked it clean.
He popped off, licking up the side and collecting cum in his mouth. “Just gotta clean up now doll, you understand.” He spoke before continuing to lick Josh clean. His cock, balls, inner thighs, even his lower stomach were cleaned, small hickeys left on some spots.
“Ty,” Josh called out, eyes half shutting as Blurry cleaned the last bit from his thigh.
With a satisfied grin, Blurry left Josh with one last slap to the thigh and a kiss to his lips. “You want Tyler, Babydoll?” He asked, pushing hair out of Josh’s face.
“Mhm.” Josh hummed out, looking up at Blurryface. “nd, wanna make him.. feel good.” He mustered out, making Blurry only laugh as he began the switch out.
“What a good fuck toy.” He spoke with a small chuckle, voice still scratchy as his eyes swapped back from red to their natural deep brown. “Until next time, Doll face.” He finished, voice back to normal by the end of the sentence.
A beat later, Tyler was conscious and absolutely taken aback. “Ty.. mm” Josh spoke, clearly somewhere deep in some kind of subspace. “Make you feel good too..”
“Oh baby,” Tyler said, a worried half smile on his face. “Sweet boy he’s broken you hasn’t he?” Tyler asked, cupping Josh’s face, thumb running over the cut on his cheek. “You poor thing..” He whispered with a pout.
“hm?” Josh hummed, too out of it to really hear Tyler.
With a soft kiss to the lips, Tyler shook his head. “Let’s get you in a bath, Josh.” He said, voice gentle and sweet.
“Mhm.”
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The next morning was more than rough. Josh laying, a whining mess in bed. “Fuck, everything hurts.” He spoke, looking to Tyler who lay next to him.
“You shouldn’t have let him go that far.” He said, biting at his lip as he ran his hand through Josh’s messy curls. “I shouldn’t have even let him out.”
Josh shook his head, using what strength he had to pull Tyler in close. “I’ll be okay.” He whispered, smiling softly. “And just like last time, You know I loved it.” He said, half joking.
Tyler rolled his eyes, pressing a kiss to Josh’s cheek. “Yeah okay your freak.” He said, smiling back.
“Love you Ty.” Josh said finally, eyes shut once again as he tried to head back to bed, sleep off the soreness.
Tyler nodded, cuddling into his side. “I love you too, Josh.” he whispered.
And Josh swore he heard Tyler’s voice go just hint deeper before letting sleep consume him.