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Nicholas banged on the front door of the large house, currently heated with his best friend. The caramel colored boy had a permanent glare on his face as he awaited someone to answer— which took a while before Joe finally pulled the door open, a bewildered look on his face. " Can I help y—" the man was cut off when Nick pushed him to side and walked in, spotting Taymor coming down the stairs.
" Bitch, I know damn well you seen me calling yo—" Nicholas cut himself, watching the boys walk closely— which had a slight limp to it. He dropped the green book sack that held his best friends clothes to the floor and ran up to him, grabbing him by the shoulders. " Oh shit.." he mumbled, turning his best friend around. " YOU GOT THE DICK OH MY GO—" Taymor slapped his hand over the boys mouth, a flustered look coming across his face as he glanced over at his lover, who was currently trying not to laugh.
" Nicky, oh my goodness." the small boy muttered, face palming in embarrassment. " I'm sorry, I had a lot going on last night.." Tay mumbled, a blush coming across his chubby cheeks. Nick's face bursted into a smile, giving his tiny best friend a bear hug— he was so happy that the boy had finally found someone.
" Don't worry 'bout it, baby," Nick stated, grabbing the book sack from the floor and placing it into his arms. " As long as you're happy— call me when you need me." he said soon after, giving the small boy one last hug before he began his way out. " Bye , bye.. Mr.Robinson." Nicholas teased, causing Taymor to let out a huff as he held his temples. Joseph closed the door behind the small caramel boy, being sure to lock it before his attention was back onto the small boy behind him.
" Best friend?" Joe asked, knowingly. Tay nodded his head, covering his face with the both of his hands. The man smiled down at the boys shyness, beginning to near him. Taymor looked up once he felt his small demeanor being lifted from the floor, staring at the man who was now carrying him up the stares. " You want bubble bath or hot shower?" Joseph asked, placing a kiss to the side of the boys temple.
Taymor thought to himself, before he smiled up at the man. " How about a hot bubble bath?" the small boy asked, a look of amusement and curiosity in his big brown eyes. The man nodded, a low chuckle escaping his lips once he entered the bathroom.
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Taymor looked through the green book sack, looking to see what Nick had picked out for him to wear. He could hear the faint sound of water running coming from the bathroom, which his lover has started minutes ago. The small boy gasped at the provocative clothes, knowing he shouldn't have trusted his best friend with something like this. The mocha colored boy face palmed, zipping the booksack up before he descended into the large bathroom. Joseph glanced up at the boy, a smile coming to his face at the sight of him.
Taymor suddenly started to over think as he stared back at the man, his insecurities slowly arising. He had noticed the last few days he had been spending with Joe— he felt healthier mentally, happy even. Everything he had been doubting about himself he had forgotten completely, but now— they were getting the best of him. " J-Joe?" the small boy called nervously, earning a small hum from the man. Tay let out a shaky breath, trying not to let anything get the best of him. " W-what are we— after... everything?" Taymor questioned, catching the man off guard slightly. Joseph looked up at the boy completely, studying his facial features— the boys eyebrows were knitted together, as if he were deep in thought and bottom lip was tucked between his teeth— not in the way Joe would rather it be, but more of nervous and fearful type of way. And lastly, his cheeks had a slight tint of red and instantly knew that all of this was scaring the small boy.
Before answering him, Joseph turned off the water to the tub and stood to his natural height, nearing the boy. As he got closer, Taymor's head slowly moved upward in order to make eye contact with the taller man. " What you want us to be, li' gorilla?" the man asked, catching the boy off guard slightly. " 'Cause fa' all i know, i claimed you the night i had you up against a car." he spoke, his voice deep and full of confidence. A smile made its way upon Tay's face, and he jumped into Joe's arms. The man chuckled as he held the boy close, kissing the top of his head gently. Taymor gently rubbed his cheek against the mans chest, his small arms squeezing his lovers abdomen as tight as they could— which wasn't really tight at all.
" Na' cmon, fo' yo' water get cold." Joseph spoke calmly, grabbing the boy by his waist and sitting him onto his feet. The man started by removing Taymor's shirt— taking a good look at the boys chest and neck. The soft skin was full of deep, purple bruises and he could see where the he had bitten down on the boys neck. Tay rubbed the back of his arm nervously, letting out a small breath as he looked off to the side. " Shit, Taymor. I'm sorry baby." Joe mumbled, his hand finding temples and beginning to massage it. As much as he loved the sight of his claiming— he knew these actions probably hurt the delicate boy in different way. Although, Taymor didn't mind at all. He allowed the man in front of him to be worthy enough of his virginity— if anything, he was proud of every single mark across his neck and chest.
" Hey?" Taymor called, causing the man to look up at him. Joseph leaned down onto one knee, allowing himself to be leveled with the boy in front of him. Tay's small hands placed themselves onto each of the mans cheeks, his thumbs gently caressing his jaw line. " It's okay, I... I like them." he said, his voice soft and reassuring. Joe's eyes widened slightly, before his body relaxed and relief was shown throughout his sudden humbleness. The man pecked the boys lips with his own, before his face nuzzled into his neck, beginning to place a small kiss onto each love mark that rested on Taymor's soft skin.
The mocha colored boy giggled at the ticklish feeling and Joseph leaned up, a slight smile on his face. The two shared one last hug before the man continued to remove the boys last layer of clothing, his body now on full display. Of course— his thighs were full of deep red hand prints. Joseph had really did a number on the boys body— but it added to all the beauty he contained. Soon, the small boy was in the the large tub filled with warm water, the white bubbles reached up to his chin. He began to blow a few, picking some of them up into his hands and squishing them around.
Joe watched him carefully and he couldn't help but smile at the sight in front of him. " Fuck, I think i'm in love." he muttered, being sure not to let the boy hear.
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