me the whole time i was writing bc i have no experience in bdsm

also sry for the long wait lol

also also i'm writing this on my phone so excuse any typos

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Tyler pushed off the door frame, walking closer to Josh. "You wanna pick your safeword?"

Josh blinked. "Uh, sure. What should it be?"

"I don't care, as long as it's something stupidly random. It could be your stripper name, for all I care." Tyler shrugged.

Josh thought about it for a second, deciding to swing with the 'street you grew up on'. "Butternut, I guess." (a/n: creds to @andrewfisher109 for safe word)

Tyler chuckled. "That'll do."

Josh glanced down at the disappearing space between them, nerves setting in. Tyler noticed, and he stepped even closer, cupping the blue-haired man's face.

"Don't worry," Tyler said. "I won't do anything you don't want to do. Plus, you know your safe word. I'll stop instantly if you say it."

Josh nodded, swallowing nervously. "O-Okay."

Tyler smiled, before leaning in and pressing a chaste kiss to Josh's lips. Josh reciprocated, hands going to set loosely on Tyler's hips. The kiss started out slow and sweet, but it quickly evolved into a hot, demanding one.

Josh whined needily, tugging at Tyler's clothes. Tyler smirked into the kiss, beginning to push Josh to the bed; without breaking the kiss. Josh stumbled to keep up. When his legs bumped against the edge of the huge bed, Tyler pulled away and pushed Josh down onto the bed, not wasting any time in crawling over the other.

Josh panted softly, starting to try and pull off Tyler's blazer. Tyler paid no attention to his struggles, only bent down to press another sloppy kiss to his lips.

"Stop teasing," Josh groaned when Tyler pulled away again. "I did not get kidnapped for you to do this to me."

Tyler chuckled, and pulled Josh up to a sitting position by the baby blue collar. Josh went like a plush toy, waiting for anything Tyler would do with enthusiasm.

Tyler leaned down, to press a soft kiss to Josh's pulse point. "Learn to be patient, baby," he murmured. "I promise I'll make you feel good."

Then he was tugging at Josh's shirt, and Josh pulled it off in one fluid motion. Tyler pushed him back down, starting to suck bruises into his neck. Josh gasped, baring his neck in submission and closing his eyes.

Tyler began to make his way down Josh's exposed body, leaving purple bruises in his trail down. By the time he got to the tent in Josh's sweatpants, Josh was squirming and making little squeals of encouragement, hips shifting in a search for friction that was not there.

Tyler looked up at Josh in surprise, motioning to Josh's already-hard dick. "I haven't even done anything."

"Shut up, you fucking gnome," Josh said through gritted teeth. "Fucking do something instead of making fun of me."

Tyler chuckled. "Aggressive," he commented. "I like it."

Josh glared at him, about to make a sassy remark when Tyler yanked down his sweatpants and boxers with no warning. Josh squeaked in surprise, the cold air hitting his bare skin.

Tyler smirked up at Josh, mischievous glint in his eye that almost made Josh grab his clothes and get the fuck out. However, Tyler licking a strip up the shaft of his hard dick was convincing enough for Josh to stay.

Josh moaned, head falling back into the bed. "O-Oh, God."

"Don't call Him here now. It wouldn't be very proper," Tyler grinned.

"I thought I told you to shut up," Josh snapped.

Tyler laughed softly again, but returned to his task. He began to softly suck on the leaking head, swelling with pride upon hearing all the tiny little pretty sounds Josh was making.

"Oh, f-fuck," he gasped. "Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck."

Tyler pulled off, snorting. "Chill out, Josh. We honestly haven't even gotten started."

"What part of 'shut up' do you not understand?" Josh scowled, propping himself up to glare at Tyler.

The brunette stood up, going over to a wall that was covered in a variety of handcuffs. Some looked like they were made out of plastic, from how weak they looked, while others were tough enough to wrap around an Alaskan Bull Worm.

Tyler grabbed ones that looked average, which Josh could definitely take, and grabbed a blindfold as he walked past. Josh felt pretty awkward laying in bed, legs spread and completely naked, while Tyler was still in his white dress shirt and black tie and black slacks. The sleeves to his dress shirt were rolled up to the elbow, and his tie was loose around his neck.

Josh would've demanded that Tyler undress too, but he doubted he could make it through a sentence without stuttering and he did not want to make a fool of himself in front of Tyler.

"Hands out," Tyler ordered, and Josh obeyed. Tyler clipped the handcuffs on, loose enough for Josh to be able to shift his wrists but tight enough so that they couldn't be broken out of. Then, Tyler held up the blindfold, and Josh took a deep breath before closing his eyes.

Lord, I am letting a man blindfold me during sex, so please watch over me so my dick doesn't get cut off.

Josh almost started to laugh at his random thought, but then he felt the silky texture of the blindfold over his eyes and he swallowed his laughter.

"Remember your safe word?"

Josh nodded quickly, pursing his lips to prevent himself from screaming. Then he was being turned over onto his stomach, arms uncomfortably under him, ass propped up in the air, and Josh felt embarrassed again.

Also, Lord, I'll make sure to swing by that church service on Sunday.

Josh heard the sound of a cap popping open, and he tried not to giggle in excitement. He was blindfolded, handcuffed, and horny as fuck; he did not want to make the situation weird by laughing.

When Josh felt the tip of Tyler's finger teasing at his hole, he bit his bottom lip and let out an involuntary, honest-to-God, whimper. "Fuck," he breathed.

"Shh," Tyler sounded like he was grinning. Josh considered smacking him for finding humor in Josh's desperation, but again, handcuffs wouldn't make that easy. Instead, Josh pushed down his embarrassment and pushed back on Tyler's finger, figuring that if he was gonna go to hell, at least he'd get some enjoyment out of this.

Josh moaned this time, mouth parting to expel pants. "More," Josh pleaded, not caring if it hurt because so what if he was a kinky son of a bitch and didn't mind the pain?

Tyler pushed in a second finger, and Josh moaned again, louder. Tyler seemed to have lost control and began to push his fingers in and out, not really waiting for Josh to adjust but Josh didn't give a flying fuck.

He pushed back when Tyler pushed in, and let out continuous whimpers. Tyler scissored his fingers, which burned like Josh would in hell but he didn't care. When Tyler deemed that Josh had been stretched out enough, he pulled his fingers out and Josh whined at the loss.

"Patience," Tyler reminded him. He turned Josh back onto his back, and circulation began to flow into Josh's arms freely again, the tingly feeling going away. Tyler pressed Josh's locked wrists above his head, leaning down to lick a nipple and Josh gasping in surprise.

(a/n: like that one pic where tyler pretends like he's gonna lick josh's nipple lol)

Tyler stood up, grabbing a thin rope he used sometimes instead of cuffs and tying the little chain on the handcuffs to the top of the headboard, forcing Josh to have his arms over his head.

Josh got excited again at the sound of the lube cap popping, panting and harder than a rock. "Hurry up," Josh begged.

Tyler actually did as told, for once, and aligned himself to Josh's hole. He held Josh's legs up around his waist. "You better stop giving orders, baby boy," he whispered. Josh felt Tyler give a harsh tug to the collar around his neck, but that only made Josh moan a little. "Remember to who you belong to. I give orders here."

Josh tilted his head back, moaning again. "Please," he said instead.

It seemed to be right thing to say, because Tyler pushed in. Both moaned when he bottomed out, but Josh probably was the loudest.

"Move, please, oh, my God," he babbled, hands straining against the cuffs.

Tyler obliged, pulling out before pushing back in. Josh moaned again, legs spreading a little wider. The fact that he was handcuffed, and couldn't see anything was probably the thing that turned him on the most; he was completely at Tyler's mercy.

"Faster," Josh groaned. "Harder."

Tyler probably was holding back from fucking Josh too harshly, judging with the way he gripped Josh's thighs, but upon hearing Josh's request, his speed and force doubled. He pulled out and slammed back in at a merciless pace, Josh moaning loudly. Mix in the sound of the bed squeaking and the sound of skin slapping against skin, and Tyler is sure that the people below and above him can hear them. This doesn't faze Tyler, he in fact wants them to know who Josh belongs to.

Josh arched his back, a particularly loud moan emitting from him. "Fuck! Right there, oh, my God!"

Tyler knew he had found Josh's sweet spot, and fucked in hard at that angle. Josh's moans grew louder each time Tyler thrusted in.

"I'm g-gonna cum," he said unevenly, gasping and trying his hardest to push down on Tyler's dick.

"Not yet," Tyler growled.

"Please," Josh sobbed, dick painfully hard.

"I said not yet."

Josh yelped upon feeling a sharp slap to his ass.

"Wanna see you cum, babyboy, just from my cock," Tyler leaned forward to mutter in his ear. The dirty words made Josh buck up into the air, pleading and moaning and begging for Tyler to let him cum.

He felt Tyler latch onto his collar, giving it another harsh tug. Josh choked momentarily, but the lack of air made an exciting feeling sweep through his veins.

"You're such a slut for my cock, aren't you?" Tyler landed another slap to the other's ass, making Josh gasp. "Are you a whore with everybody else, babyboy?"

Josh shook his head quickly. "N-No, only for you," he panted.

"Thats how it's supposed to be, you hear me?" Tyler growled.

"I c-can't anymore, please l-let me cum, please," Josh begged, straining against the cuffs.

"Go ahead, babyboy," Tyler said, and Josh practically screamed as he came hard all over his chest and stomach. Tyler fucked him through his orgasm, stretching out Josh's moments of bliss.

Tyler was quick to chase his own finish, thrusts peaking in force before his hips stuttered and he came, releasing inside of Josh. The blue-haired man shivered and let out a tiny whimper at the strange feeling, before going limp from the exhaustion. Tyler pulled out, and both breathed heavily, tired and sweaty. Tyler pulled off Josh's blindfold, and pressed a long kiss to his lips. Afterwards, he unlocked the handcuffs and rubbed the lines in Josh's wrists.

"Do they hurt?" He asked worriedly. Josh shook his head in response, arms wrapping around Tyler's neck and pulling him down to lay next to him.

"Did I hurt you at all?" Tyler asked again.

Josh shook his head again, nuzzling into Tyler's neck "M'fine. Tired, mostly. Be quiet so I can take a nap."

"There's cum on you, Josh. You should probably clean that up," Tyler laughed.

Josh sat up, sighing. "You're right. I'm gonna go take a shower. Wanna come with?"

Tyler was quick to jump out of bed, leading Josh to the shower.

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eh this was ok smut
it was 2000 words tho so like it was pretty long (like Tyler's dick)
okay well hope you enjoyed