Josh Dun imagines

Hourglass part 3 (smut)

Josh Dun and Tyler Joseph imagine

You watch Laura and Kelly buzzing around the kitchen, making cookies in their matching red sweaters. You laugh to yourself at how excitedly they were chattering about the boys being on television that night. You were supposed to get the days off of work to join them in New York for the performance, but couldn't afford to miss the days. You instead opted to visit Josh and Tyler's parents to watch Jimmy Kimmel Live with them.
You hadn't told the boys of your plans to watch the show with their parents, they thought you were going to be at work all night, but you had made sure to at least have the night off to watch them. Your stomach is already doing flips, and you knew that Josh and Tyler were beyond nervous.
The night progresses, and you don't hear from Josh during the show, but you don't care; you're so excited to see them fulfilling one of their dreams that you didn't want to interrupt them. Their performance was amazing, as usual, and when the credits rolled, you couldn't help the smile that spread across your lips.
Once the screen cut to black, you looked around at Josh and Tyler's parents, seeing the overjoyed expressions on their faces, and they all chatted about the show. You knew they were proud of their sons, and you were, too, but the only thing on your mind was seeing them on FaceTime. You quickly type out a message to Josh asking him to FaceTime you once they settled down.
After about thirty minutes, once you help the ladies clean up around the kitchen, your iPad begins to chime out, signifying a FaceTime call. The parents seem more excited than you are as you set up your iPad on the counter before answering the call; you're immediately greeted with the smiling faces of Josh and Tyler on their tour bus.
"Hey!" they both chime out at the same time, dragging out the word as they laughed. You smile widely, waving at them.
"Hey, boys!" you laugh.
"How was it?" Josh asks, immediately. "Did it sound okay? Were we good? Did we look sexy?"
"How many times did you touch–" You know what Tyler was about to say, so you hurriedly interrupt him before he says something inappropriate in front of the families.
"You were amazing!" you say, raising your voice to talk over the words you knew he was going to speak. "We are so proud of you!"
"Who's we?" Josh asks, with a chuckle. You watch Tyler's eyebrows knit as he's studying your surroundings, as if he's beginning to recognize that you aren't at home.
"Oh, yeah," you say, turning your iPad to where all of the parents were in the frame, applauding and cheering at the boys. "I forgot to tell you, I came to Tyler's house to watch the show with your parents."
"Oh, my gosh!" Tyler exclaims. "That's so cool."
Over the next twenty minutes, you don't hold your iPad for a single moment; Kelly immediately snatched it from you and passed it around the parents as they all congratulated the boys on their performance. You sit back and smile while you watch the scene, loving how tightknit the families were.
While you sit, your phone buzzes, and you glance down, noticing a text from Tyler in your group message with him and Josh. Swiping it open, you read the the words on the screen, feeling your whole body flush as the words sink in.
If you were here right now we would have you bent over this couch with my dick in your mouth and Josh's dick in your pussy. We are so fucking horny.
Your mouth is dry, knowing that Tyler had typed this out while he nonchalantly spoke to his parents on camera. Before you can think of a response to Tyler's message, your phone buzzes again, this time the message is from Josh.
You should go into the bathroom and send us a video of you playing with your pussy. I'll bet you're soaked after watching us on TV.
You feel like your legs turn to jelly, and if you'd stand up, you'd collapse; you can hear Josh and Tyler talking to their parents as if they weren't sending you dirty messages, and the feeling was exhilarating. But you have different plans. Grinning widely, you type back your message.
Nah, I don't really feel like it. Maybe when you're done chatting with your parents, we can work something out.
A few moments later, Bill and Laura decide to call it a night, and say goodbye to everyone, leaving you alone with Tyler's parents and the boys on FaceTime. Finally, Josh inquires about your whereabouts.
"Where's my girl? I'd love to see her," he says.
"Oh, of course!" Kelly exclaims. "We're hogging you!"
"Hand them back to her, Kelly," Chris says. You laugh, accepting the iPad from them, as you stand from your seat at the bar and look down at them.
"I don't have a lot of time to talk," you say. "I've got a three hour drive back to the house."
"You're not driving home tonight," Kelly says.
"Yeah, baby, you've gotta be tired," Josh adds.
"You can sleep in Tyler's old room," Kelly suggests. "You're already here." You glance down at the screen of your iPad, noticing the look on Tyler's face when he hears his mom's words; you can tell his mind was running wild at the thought of you sleeping in his old bed.
"I don't have anything to sleep in," you say, eyes still on the screen to watch the boys whispering to one another.
"I'm sure Tyler has some old clothes in his room still," Chris says. "You'll find something." You watch Tyler straighten his back and clench his jaw, looking back towards Josh.
"Okay," you say, grabbing your backpack from the floor. "Sounds good." Clutching your iPad in your hands, you follow Kelly through the house to Tyler's room. "Where are some clothes I can wear, Tyler?" you ask, a teasing note in your voice. Tyler bites his lip and shakes his head at you, as if he is warning you.
"In the dresser," he says. "I think I have some t-shirts and basketball shorts."
"Thanks, Ty," you say, entering his room behind Kelly.
"Why don't you hang up with them so you can get changed?" Kelly suggests, gesturing to the iPad. You look from her to the boys on the screen, noting their displeased expressions.
"That sounds like a great idea," you say. "I'll call you boys back in a few. It would be inappropriate of me to change in front of both of you like that." Before they could say anything, you quickly end the call, tossing the iPad onto the bed. Kelly moves across the room, digging out a t-shirt and shorts from the dresser.
"Here you go, sweetheart," she says, handing them to you. "I'll leave you to it." She exits the room, and closes the door behind her, leaving you alone to change your clothes.
An idea begins to form in your head as you're changing, and you slip your panties off before pulling on Tyler's shorts. Next you take your bra off, and tug his shirt on, laughing at how snug it was across your chest. Turning on the lamp and switching off the main light, you set up the iPad on the bedside table, and place your bag next to the bed. After climbing on the bed, you lay on your side and call Josh on FaceTime again. The call picks up quicker than you expected, and you're faced with Josh and Tyler again.
"Is my mom gone?" Tyler asks, leaning forward as if he was trying to get a better look at you.
"Yep," you reply, cuddling up against the pillow. "Damn, Ty, your bed is comfortable."
"Is the light off in the hallway?" Tyler presses. You glance towards the door, noticing the light coming from under the crack.
"No, it's still on," you say. "Why?"
"She's not gone yet," Josh says, settling back in his seat. "She'll be back." You laugh at Josh, about to reply to him, when there's a knock at the door. "Told you," Josh says, chuckling.
"Yes?" you call out.
"It's just me," Kelly says, opening the door and peering in at you. "I was just checking that you're settled. Talking to the boys again?"
"Yeah, they won't leave me alone," you joke.
"Alright," Kelly laughs. "I'll see you in the morning. Goodnight, honey. Goodnight, boys!" All three of you call out your goodbyes, and Kelly once again leaves the room. You watch the door, until finally the light in the hallway goes out.
"Light's out," you say, turning your attention back to the iPad. "So...you guys looked really good tonight."
"Mmm, how good?" Josh asks, crossing his legs and propping his elbow on the arm of the sofa. "You got really wet watching us, didn't you?" You chuckle, burying your face in the pillow for a moment. When you finally look back up at them, you see the grins on their faces. "You can tell us," Josh presses. "C'mon, baby, tell us."
"Maybe a little," you admit. "Watching you two up there, so nervous but so excited, it was amazing, seeing my boys on television." You laugh softly, tugging your bottom lip between your teeth. "And sitting in the living room with your parents like that, knowing that I get to fuck both of their little boys...that was just thrilling."
"Fuck, you're dirty," Tyler chuckles. "God, I can't believe you're laying in my fucking bed, and we're not even there to enjoy it."
"You can enjoy it from there," you tease.
"Pull the camera back, lemme see how you look in my clothes," Tyler says. You tilt the iPad back enough to let the boys get a view of you shoved into Tyler's clothes. "Goddamn, your fucking tits barely fit..." Tyler mutters.
"Look at her," Josh adds, with a chuckle.
"Yeah, if Tyler didn't weigh like eighty pounds, I'd fit a little better," you joke.
You tug the shirt up just enough to show the underside of your breasts, and grasp the waistband of the shorts to show how snug they are; as you did this, you made sure you tugged enough that they could get a slight glimpse at your lack of undergarments.
"Woah, woah," Josh says. "Where are your bra and panties?"
"On the floor," you respond.
"Jesus Christ," Tyler whispers, sitting back and covering his face with a groan. "I'm so hard right now, it hurts."
"Aww, daddy, I'm sorry I can't be there to help you," you say, your hands teasing along the hem of your shirt, touching your breasts.
"Fuck," Tyler chuckles.
"What about me?" Josh asks.
"Mmm, you know I'd take care of you, too, baby," you grin.
"Tell us how wet you are right now," Josh says. You bite your lip, keeping your eyes on them as you press one of your hands past the waistband of your shorts, delving your fingers into your folds. You moan softly, brushing your fingers over you clit. "I didn't tell you to finger yourself," Josh warns.
"Yes, sir, I'm sorry," you reply. "God, I'm drenched. You should feel it."
"Suck it off your fingers," Tyler commands. You drag your hand from your shorts, pressing your fingers to your lips; you keep your focus on the boys as you suck your juices from your fingers. You keep your free hand playing with your breasts under your shirt.
"Jesus," Josh hisses, running his hands through his hair. "It's killing me not being there." You pull your fingers from your mouth with a soft pop.
"Already?" you ask. "Should we stop?"
"No fuckin' way," Tyler says.
"That's good, because I have a present for you guys," you grin.
"What can be better than you laying in my bed like that right now?" Tyler asks, with a laugh. You reach over the edge of the bed, digging through your backpack; you pull out what you were searching for, hiding it from their view as you turn your attention back to the boys.
"What is it?" Josh asks, as he and Tyler lean closer.
"Oh, nothing really," you say, showing them the vibrator you hold in your grasp.
"Jesus Christ," Tyler groans, covering his face again.
"God, baby, I cannot believe you carry that around with you," Josh grins. "You gonna use that tonight? You gonna put on a little show for us?"
"Hmmm, I don't know," you say, looking down at the vibrator. "If I do that, what are you guys gonna do for me?" They stare back at you for a moment before looking towards one another; Tyler leans over to whisper something to Josh that you couldn't understand. They whisper back and forth for a few moments, before looking back at you.
"We've got something you might like," Josh says.
"Okay..." you say, staring at them expectantly. They look back at you, before turning their bodies to face one another.
As you wonder what they might have in mind, you watch them lean forward gently kissing one another. The grin slips off of your face, your mouth hanging open as you watched your boyfriend kissing his best friend for your pleasure. Your body flushes, your breath catching in your throat.
Josh has one of his hands on Tyler's thigh, and his other cupping the smaller man's face. You can see the kiss start to heat up, Tyler's tongue pushing into Josh's mouth, and you swear you can hear them moaning softly. Finally, after a few moments, they pull away looking back towards the camera; you can't find your words at first, your jaw still slack, eyes wide.
"You...I mean..." you trail off, unable to speak. The boys laugh, enjoying the way they caught you off guard. "Jesus, I'll do anything you two want me to do after that," you say, fully aware of the ever-growing dampness between your thighs.
"You liked that, huh?" Josh asks, smirking. You nod your head, swallowing hard.
"I'm just furious I'm not there to enjoy it in person," you admit. "Holy shit, do you guys do that all the time when I'm not around?"
"No," Tyler laughs. "Never have before."
"We just thought if you're so willing to share with both of us, we should return the favor," Josh explains. "Just for you."
"Wow," you say. "Fuck, I'm so horny right now."
"Good," Josh says. "Let's see those tits then." You set the vibrator down and slowly tug the shirt over your breasts, giving them an eyeful. "C'mon, play with them," he says, chewing on his lip. "Tug on your nipples."
"Yes, sir," you reply, cupping your breasts. You massage them rubbing your thumbs over your nipples.
"What are you thinking about, baby girl?" Tyler asks, voice strained.
"I'm thinking about you, daddy," you whisper, pinching your nipples. "Sucking on my nipples...and Josh's head between my legs."
"Mmmm, what am I doing between your legs?" Josh asks.
"Eating my pussy," you say, looking towards to camera once again. Josh is working on unbuttoning his jeans, while Tyler is rubbing over his clothing-clad erection. "Fuck, I wish you were here," you groan. "I want you two to fuck me on Tyler's bed...make me fight not to scream while your parents are down the hall."
"I'd have you bent over the bed," Josh began. "Fucking you senseless, while you suck Tyler off." You close your eyes and picture what Josh is saying; you love the idea of him bending you over the footboard of Tyler's bed, pounding into you, with your head bobbing in Tyler's lap.
As if you forget that the boys are watching, you slip the shirt over your head before you tug your shorts down, kicking them off of your feet. You grab for the vibrator at your side, and switch it on low. Dragging it down your neck, towards your breasts, you twirl it around each of your nipples in turn.
"Holy shit," Josh whispers. "You don't even need us for this, do you, baby?"
"Mmm, I do need you," you mutter. "I wanna watch you two jerking off, listen to you moan...all because you're watching me right now." You slide the vibrator down your stomach, watching the boys on the screen as they practically drool over your actions. "You like watching me?" you ask, licking your lips.
"Not as much as we'd like to be there, I can tell you that," Josh says, as you press the vibrator to your clit. You inhale sharply at the contact, chewing on your lip while you watched Josh and Tyler both beginning to pleasure themselves to the sight of you. "God, I bet that feels good, huh?" Josh asks.
"It'd be better if it was your tongue," you respond, taking in a deep breath, before letting out slowly.
"You love my tongue, don't you, baby?" Josh asks, stroking himself slowly.
"Mmmhmm," you respond, watching both men on the screen. Tyler licks the palm of his hand and continues to work his hand over his length, while Josh is gripping the armrest of the sofa and stroking himself.
"I know what you love on me," Tyler chimes in. "You've got a thing for my fingers, isn't that right?" You nod your head, studying Tyler on the screen; he smirks wide and leans forward towards the screen as he sucks on his own fingers for you.
"Oh, fuck, Tyler," you whisper, spreading your legs wider and pressing the vibrator harder to your clit.
"You like watching that, baby?" Josh asks, when Tyler pulls his fingers from his mouth. You nod your head, grinning at him; you see Josh elbow Tyler who turns and looks at him. They communicate silently for a moment before before they turn back to you. With their eyes still on you, Tyler holds his hand out to Josh, who takes hold of Tyler's wrist and begins to lick at the smaller man's fingers.
"You two are fucking monsters," you grumble, eyes trained on Josh's tongue that is tracing over Tyler's digits. It drives you crazy watching them interacting with one another while they were still working their hands over their erections. "You two look like you're loving this more than I am," you joke.
"The way you're working that pussy, I'd say you love it more," Tyler retorts. "Why don't you move the iPad between your legs, so we can get a better look at you." You do as Tyler asked, picking up the iPad and positioning it between your legs; you scoot higher up the bed, settling your back against the headboard with your legs bent at the knees.
You notice that Josh and Tyler have both settled back into the sofa, busying themselves with the slow stroking of their own erections. You hum softly, pressing your vibrator back to your clit; you work it over yourself, panting quietly already.
"Shove that vibrator in your pussy, tell us how it feels," Josh commands. Licking your lips, you work the vibrator inside of you, gasping at the feeling of the vibrations moving through you. You decide to up the stakes, turning the vibrator on a higher setting. "Oh, fuck, look at her arching up like that," Josh mutters. You weren't even aware that you were already arching your back, but you spread your legs wider pumping the toy inside of yourself.
"Fuck, it feels so good," you whisper.
"What are you thinking about now, baby girl?" Tyler asks, his eyes half-lidded, his knees spread open as he was picking up the pace with his hand.
"I'm thinking about that time when both of you were inside of me," you smirk, still pumping the vibrator into your entrance. "Do you guys remember that? Josh was fucking my pussy, and Tyler's dick was in my ass...taking my virginity."
"Fuck," Josh groaned, dragging out the word. "You were such a bad girl that night, you got what you deserved."
"Mmhmm, yes, sir, I did," you reply, cranking the vibrator up higher.
"I remember how tight your little ass was," Tyler grunts, his hand working faster. "So fucking tight, baby girl, you were squeezing daddy so hard." You close your eyes and nod your head, listening to the soft moans from the men on the screen.
You pretend that they're with you, envisioning their hands all over you, their fingers pressing into places that you needed them, mouths trailing over your skin. You turn the vibrator up all the way, already feeling your climax creeping up in your stomach.
"I can tell she's gonna come soon," Josh mutters to Tyler. "The way her legs are trembling the panting, the moaning."
"You'd better keep that moaning down a little, baby girl," Tyler says. "You don't wanna wake my parents with that slutty little mouth of yours."
Both of their voices are breathy, so you open your eyes to look at them; Josh is on the floor on his knees, resting his back against the front of the sofa as his hand furiously jerking over himself. Tyler is still on the sofa, back pressed against the armrest, pants shoved down to his thighs, his hand working just as fast as Josh's.
"Look at both of you," you gasp. "Fucking needy boys, hungry for a taste of your girl, huh?"
"Christ, you really wanna run your mouth like that, baby girl?" Tyler asks, a devious look on his face.
"You're gonna get punished for that one," Josh adds.
You grin, pounding the vibrator into your entrance in time with both of their motions, still pretending they were there with you. You gasp, muttering their names, spreading your legs wider as your climax begins to wash over you.
You pick up one of the pillows with your free hand, burying your face in it to muffle the moans that fall from your mouth. You're so wrapped up in the intensity of the orgasm at first you don't realize that you're squirting, but when you hear the moans from the iPad, you drop the pillow, looking down at the screen.
"You fuckin' slut," Tyler moans, stretched out flat on the sofa. He pants loudly, his free hand running over his head as he spills into his hand, and all over his hoodie.
"Jesus!" Josh gasps, tipping forward to set his free hand on the ground to brace himself. He continues working his hand until he reaches his end as well, shooting everything he had onto the floor.
For a moment, they're both panting and groaning in time, and you get lost in the beautiful sound. You relax against the headboard once again, watching both of them fix their members back into their jeans. Tyler mutters to himself as he yanks his hoodie off and wipes his hands on it before holding it out to Josh. The other man cautiously accepted it, and cleaned up his own mess before discarding the garment to the side.
"Holy shit," Josh breathes, joining Tyler on the sofa again. "I love it when you squirt like that, baby. It's so sexy. Fuck, I'll bet it's all over those sheets, huh?"
"You squirted on my fucking bed," Tyler groaned. "That's enough to get my dick hard all over again. I'll have to save that thought for later." You sit up, grabbing the clothing you had been wearing and quickly pulling it back on.
"Shit," you mumble, noticing the mess you had made on the sheets.
"You should have put something down," Josh chuckles. "You know how...sloppy you get."
"I'm gonna get another one of your shirts, Ty," you mutter, getting up and crossing the room to fetch a t-shirt from his dresser. When you return, you wipe the screen of the iPad, seeing the boys chuckling back and forth. "Something funny?" you ask, settling back onto the bed as you try to sop up the wetness from the sheets.
"We were just talking about how lucky we are," Josh says. "Lucky to have a nasty girl who's so willing to get freaky for us." You laugh softly, using the shirt to clean off your vibrator as well.
"Also, I'd like for you to give me that shirt," Tyler chuckles.
"I'll give it back to you after I wash it," you reply.
"No, I'd prefer it if you didn't wash it first," Tyler responded. You stopped, looking at him on the screen; even Josh looked over at him, beginning to laugh uncontrollably. "What?" Tyler asks, looking back and forth between the two of you. "That's not weird."
"Anyway," Josh says, turning back to you. "What do you say we fly you out for the next show? I miss you, Tyler misses you, and I know you miss us...especially after that little performance you just put on for us, I'm dying to get my hands on you again...to kiss you. God, I miss you, baby."
"I miss you, too, Josh," you grin. You eye up Tyler noticing him chewing on his lip and staring down at his lap. "And I miss you, too, Tylander." He lifts his head, looking at you for a moment; he chuckles and give you a quick smile.
"Miss you, too," he says. "You should get some sleep. You've gotta wake up early to clean those sheets before my mom sees what you did to them."
"Good point," you reply.
"I'll text you tomorrow to hammer out the details for you meeting up with us," Josh says. "I love you, baby."
"I love you, too. Bye, Tyler." Tyler gives you a wave, flashing another curt grin, before you end the call. You clean up the remainder of your mess, and settle down into the bed, turning off the light and curling up with your phone in your grasp.
You can't help but relive the night in your mind, thinking about how the boys looked, how they kissed just for your pleasure, even how risky it felt getting off in Tyler's bed with his parents down the hall. You grin to yourself, already prepared to see what they had in store for you next

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