April fools!

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GOTTEEEEEEM

Jk, no I'm not that cold hearted. Especially after having accidentally posted this twice. I'm sorry to those who I disappointed these past few days xD I wish Wattpad would at least ask you again to make sure you want to post the chapter bc heCK. Accidentally posting twice is too much.

I'd like to dedicate this chapter to all the casualties I caused to those people who kept getting heart attacks everytime I accidentally posted this chapter.

TopTyler
BottomEvan

Where Jonathan takes a stressed Wildcat to have some fun and they end up at a strip club where Tyler's stress is taken care of by Jon's favorite toy.

I hope it was worth the wait.

~

Tyler huffed out the air from his lungs and watched it rise and dissipate into the cold night. He wasn't in the mood to be moving around and hearing the chatter of people and roaring of engines. He just wanted to be alone.

"Lighten up, horse face," chirped Jonathan who walked right beside his friend.

Tyler chuckled and rolled his eyes, "I'm pretty sure you're supposed to say 'long face', as in, 'why the long face?' "

It was Jonathan's turn to huff and pout, "you understood me, right?"

"I guess."

"Alright, so shut the fuck up."

Tyler chuckled and shrugged, his ocean eyed friend smiling in triumph for having managed to make him laugh.

The walk was silent afterwards, but Jonathan felt Tyler much more relaxed about it so the air was easier to take in.

Eventually, a bright neon sign lit up the sidewalk. Tyler turned upwards to read the sign and realized immediately that his friend had dragged him to a strip club.

"Sweethearts"

Tyler glared at Jonathan, his hands in his pockets clenched as he turned right back around and began to walk away.

"Ty, wait!"

Tyler's jaw clenched in anger but he still waited for his friend to catch up.

"Tyler, I know you're still not over what happened with you and her but I'm tired of seeing you sink deeper into depression."

Tyler looked away from Jonathan as he stood beside him, "I don't need help, especially not one from a slut with STD's."

Jonathan snorted and shook his head, "there's a difference between stripper and prostitute, whatever the case, my favorite toy is clean anyways so you don't have to worry about catching anything."

Tyler raised a brow as he looked at Jon, "so you brought me to fuck a stripper? I thought they were different?"

"They are," Jonathan shrugged, "but this little eye candy loves me too much to let me leave without having a piece."

Tyler rolled his eyes and shrugged, hands still in his pockets, "so you're going to make me watch you fuck a chick?"

Jonathan laughed and shook his head before pushing Tyler along and into the club. Immediately they were greeted by the smell of perfume and liquor, their ears had to adjust to the music which became tolerable eventually and their eyes also adjusted to the dim pink lighting of the club.

"I'm not fucking a chick, and neither are you."

Tyler gave him a questioning look.

"You'll be fucking him."

-

Evan rolled his eyes at his coworker's awfully corny joke, still, it made him laugh and that's all Brock cared about. Evan looked around, it wasn't as busy as he'd thought it'd be but it was enough to get him a fair amount of tips in his pocket, so he couldn't complain.

"Your man toy coming to visit you?" Moo teased, pouring different alcoholic beverages into a grey container along with ice and lemon.

Evan's cheeks dusted pink, "he's not my man toy."

"Your boyfriend?"

Brown eyes rolled, "I wish."

Brock shook his head, knowing full well that a relationship while in Evan's position would end in pure disaster so the boy had to settle for fucking the guy whenever he came by.

"Hurry up with that thing, will you?" Evan whined as he watched Brock shake the container.

The way Evan was bouncing on his heels completed the look of an impatient child. Moo chuckled and uncovered the grey container then emptied the contents into four crystal martini glasses, "careful," he warned as Evan quickly took the beverages and put them onto a large circular tray.

"Yeah, yeah."

The Asian male smoothly weaved through tables and past stumbling drunkards to set the four drinks onto a table of four men. They thanked and tipped the boy and may have slapped his ass as he walked past but it was something he was used to by now, yelling at them would do nothing.

"Ev! Two."

Evan didn't have to look up from the table he was wiping down to know what that meant and who said it but he did have to look up to serve the recently arrived customers. His eyes were wide as soon as they met with a familiar oceanic pair. He hadn't smiled so wide today, seeing him brightened his mood considerably.

"My, my!" Evan chimed, strutting so elegantly towards his man crush and whoever he brought with him. "Look who came to visit little ol' me," he giggled, swatting playfully at Jonathan who whistled at his uniform like he always did. "I missed you, daddy."

Jonathan chuckled and brought the pretty boy into his arms and gave him a soft, passionate kiss, "I've had so much work, recently. I promise I'll make it up to you soon, babydoll."

It was at this point that Tyler cleared his throat and caught the attention of his friend and his friend's.. lover?

"Right. This is Tyler, angel. Ty, this is the ever so lovely, Evan."

Tyler and Evan shared smiles and shook hands before Evan was turning his attention back to Jonathan.

"Why not tonight?" Evan pouted, referring to when Jon would come 'spend time' with him.

Jonathan grinned and motioned to Tyler, "because tonight I need you to do daddy a favor and take care of Tyler's after-breakup stress."

Evan gasped and gave Tyler a sympathetic look before brightening up with an innocent smile, "is he okay with it?"

Jonathan looked at Tyler who blushed and looked away. The taller male cleared his throat and stuttered as he responded, "I-I mean, yeah- sure I guess."

"Have fun, then. Don't damage my property, though."

-

Evan silently led Tyler to a backroom that he was sure not a lot of men could get into because it probably cost a fortune to come back here. He had no idea how Jonathan managed to do it for free.

Tyler stepped inside the room and looked around. It was dim, hardly even furnished save for the bed, a love seat, a bedside drawer and a mirror. He slowly made his way to the bed while Evan shut and locked the door. He was nervous as all hell, getting in bed with someone he didn't know was something he'd done before but to do it with a man that his friend was into? That was a new one and he wasn't sure if he was supposed to be as okay with it as he was.

"You're so tense.." Evan whispered, catching Tyler's attention and making his broad shoulders tense further. Evan giggled at this and ever so slowly cat walked towards the lumbering male, "I'll make you feel better, don't you worry."

Tyler gulped and watched intently as Evan placed a small hand on his chest and pushed him down onto the bed. He sat there, jaw on the floor as Evan's hips swayed with the soft music he'd set up with the system next to the door that controlled the lighting and the music.

"I can tell you're still hurting," Evan hummed, keeping his knees straight as he bent over and placed his hands on Tyler's knees.

Their faces were inches apart and Tyler swore his heart was just about ready to jump out of his chest. Evan's warm, minty breath ghosted over Tyler's jaw as the boy moved closer to his ear. It sent the right kind of shivers down Tyler's spine.

"I'll be sure to make you forget her, Ty."

Tyler gasped and chewed on his bottom lip when Evan's experienced mouth trailed kisses up and down his neck. Every small peck felt like it was pulling a set of strings that connected to his cock, it was fucking heaven. The fact that Evan was already palming him didn't at all help, he felt so embarrassingly sensitive and it was driving him insane.

"Already coming undone, big boy?"

Evan giggled and pulled away, allowing Tyler to let out his pent up breath. It was so attractive to Evan, seeing how shy Tyler was, though he couldn't say the same for when the real action began.

Tyler's lustful gaze raked over Evan's feminine figure and it made the young man tremble under that cold, sharp stare. It was at this point that Tyler noticed his very provocative attire. Short black skirt, bubble gum pink shirt with a pastel green heart with red letters that spelled out, "Bite me" and a black collar. It mixed very well with the theme of the place: pastel and practically screamed, 'master' 'sir' or 'daddy'.

His hips began swaying a bit more just as he turned, arms above his head to add to the seductive movement. Small hands moved slowly down to his knees, allowing Tyler to peek under the skirt before Evan was standing straight again and facing Tyler.

"You always this shy, big boy?"

Evan teased. Tyler blushed but kept watching. His small hands pulled at the front of his tucked in shirt until it was slowly inching up his skin. Tyler blinked and it was already off and flying across the room while Evan giggled oh so playfully.

Evan's fingers were working at the buttons of his skirt until Tyler held up his hand to stop him. Evan looked at him with a raised brow, "what?"

Tyler chewed on his bottom lip, shyly stuttering as he requested, "keep it on, I want to fuck you in it."

It was such a bold statement and yet it was spoken so softly and almost hesitantly, even so, it made Evan shiver with delight.

"Kinky are we?"

Tyler said nothing, instead, he pulled Evan onto the bed by his wrist. It surprised the Asian male but he allowed it nonetheless.

Now, Tyler was in control and fitting himself between Evan's luscious thighs. He lifted the fabric of the skirt until it wasn't in his way anymore and he was able to slip Evan's panties off with his teeth.

Evan moaned softly at the sight, those cold eyes holding something dark and dangerous that excited Evan. His hard heat sprung to life after being released from the fabric and it made him shiver from the cool air that hit his flushed skin.

"You're a fucking tease, you know that?" Evan hissed, gasping when the panties were off. His legs were widely spread open and the cool air reached his clenching hole.

Tyler chuckled darkly, his lips against the skin on Evan's sensitive thighs, "and you weren't?"

Evan was about to retort but was cut short when he was shown just how fucking good it felt to have hickeys sucked onto his thighs.

"Oh God! Tyler!"

He choked on his gasps and gripped at the bed sheets as his legs trembled and tried to close from the extreme sensitivity.

"Fuck, you make me want to lose my mind," Tyler groaned, slipping a saliva covered finger inside Evan who was whining and bucking his hips.

Evan giggled breathlessly as Tyler pulled away to strip himself of his clothes, "Jonathan says the same thing."

Tyler smirked, "no wonder he's crazy."

His shirt went up and over his head then dropped just a few feet from where he stood. Evan pulled his bottom lip between his teeth as he watched. He was impossibly turned on from the sight of Tyler's chiseled chest and abs. His tongue desperately coated his fingers in saliva before he was reaching down and fingering himself open, eager to take Tyler.

The towering male smirked and undid his pants then let them pool around his feet and kicked them away. Evan moaned desperately from the size of the tent in Tyler's boxers, he was sure that after this, he'd have to leave work early.

Tyler's last article of clothing slipped past his knees and pooled around his ankles. His pride sprung to life and pointed straight ahead with the drooling tip, thick and long.

The man standing could've sworn Evan's eyes glinted while staring at the throbbing appendage. It was a reaction he was familiar with and each time he gave a smug smirk.

"That thing's gonna tear me open," Evan stressed, scrunching his brows and arching his back as his own fingers greedily fingered his g-spot.

Tyler gave off a deep chuckle that rumbled in his chest and Evan couldn't help but curl his toes from the jolts it sent down his spine.

"So precious," Tyler cooed, stroking himself as he watched Evan.

Evan whined and removed his fingers, leaving his puckered hole clenching and unclenching in desire. Pink from the abuse and leaking juices, Tyler was painfully hard from the sight. Evan's arms and legs opened in an invitation and Tyler gladly accepted by fitting himself snug between Evan's abused thighs.

"Please.." Evan begged, already seeing the hesitation in Tyler's crystalline eyes. "I'm not a girl, I'm far from delicate. Just please, make me see stars already."

Tyler's eyes sparkled at the approval of his hidden and almost sadist nature and it made him smirk devilishly, "you have no idea what you just did, boy."

For once while in bed, Evan grew scared and concerned for his well being but he refused to voice his concerns.

"Oh fuck!" Evan's back arched and his fingers gripped the soft fabric of the sheets.

He'd hardly felt a dull tip prodding at his ass before it was pushing past and sending a pinch of pain to his lower back. It hurt, so bad, but it always did, so he breathed past it. Or tried to.

"T-Tyler! Oh my-- God!"

Tyler had been moving relentlessly, his breathing was all over the place and his bottom lip was swelling under the pressure of his teeth but he was too focused on ramming himself inside Evan to care. It felt too fucking good, letting himself go and not having to worry about hurting the other person too much. Sure, he was rough, but he was also a fucking gentleman to heart and it interfered with a lot of his wants and needs.

Evan's eyes rolled to the back of his head and his mouth fell wide open and leaked saliva at the corners. It was such an erotic view that Tyler couldn't help but wrap a rough hand around the boys throat.

"F-fff- ah~!"

It was Evan's first orgasm of the night and Tyler snickered, lowering himself and slowing his thrusts. With an addicting venom laced in his voice, he rasped out, "you didn't ask for permission to cum, princess."

Evan gasped and tried to get a grasp on the situation after Tyler let go of his neck and switched their positions.

"I'm-I'm sorry, T-"

"Sir."

"I'm sorry, Sir, it felt too good."

Tyler smirked as he pinned the boy to the headboard while he himself was on his knees on the bed. Evan submissively moaned and lowered his head, wrapping his legs around Tyler's waist and stroking Tyler's hard on.

"And why did it feel so good?" Tyler pried, having sort of an idea as to what Evan was into.

Evan mewled in desire, trying to fit Tyler inside himself but the other male just wouldn't let him. Not yet.

"I-" the rest was mumbled and Tyler growled at this.

With a harsh, bruising grip, Tyler took Evan's jaw and forced eye contact. Those cold eyes alone could get any answer out of the quivering boy but he refused to speak at the moment.

"You're going to tell me what I want to know, slut."

Evan moaned and arched his back, the name alone starting a fire in his loins.

"Why. Did it feel. Good." Tyler demanded at this point.

"I.. Because I love being man handled, Sir.." Evan felt so ashamed but it turned him on so much more.

Tyler grinned and bucked his hips, lodging himself back inside the sensitive boy, "that's a good boy."

Evan moaned musically and wrapped his arms around Tyler's neck, clenching and practically urging the dominant male to spill his seed inside him.

If the headboard and the wall weren't damaged before, they sure as hell were now and Tyler didn't mind paying for the damages later. Right in this moment, he and Evan were too consumed in this worldly pleasure that had such erotic sounds coming from them. Their lip lock was rough, needy, hungry, and Tyler knew he was condemned to hell from then on because nothing could make him repent this night and the many more to come.

-

"Is that a fucking hickey?"

Jonathan was grinning ear to ear as his best friend arrived at their now-shared apartment. A dark purple mark practically begged for attention right on the pale skin of his neck and the wide grin he sported told Jonathan that the night was a success.

"I can see why you took a liking to him," Tyler chuckled, plopping himself next to his friend on the couch after fetching a bottle of water.

"I can see you have too. Just saying that I don't mind sharing."

Tyler looked over at Jonathan who shrugged as if he was just asked what kind of pizza he wanted.

"Just a suggestion, bitch, don't look at me like that!"

Tyler stared a few seconds longer before shrugging and throwing all fucks out the window, "I'm fucking down."

Jonathan was taken aback but grinned stupidly afterwards, "good because we have a date with him on Saturday."

And that's when Tyler choked on the water he was drinking.

The end.