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Ahh I'm so sorry that this took so long to put up, but I had a writer's block on one scene. Also for the performance Tyler gives its Oh, Ms. Believer, ya know, from like chapter one hahahahAHAHA anywho yeah I hope you like this because I worked really hard on it.

ALSO FINALLY WE GET TO THE SMUT AM I RIGHT OR AM I RIGHT????

Anyways please enjoy.

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It was a fairly nice Thursday afternoon. Me and Tyler met up in the break period before last hour and made our way to the music room, him laughing at some stupid joke I told. When we entered the room we looked at the board. I could literally feel Tyler's heart drop to the floor. "Not today!" He whispered, his breathing quickening. I pulled him to the side, getting some weird looks from people. "Hey, Ty, look at me." The smaller boy looked up at me, tears pooling in his eyes. Man, he cried a lot. "Just breathe. Deep breaths, come on. In," inhale "and out." exhale. We continued this for a minute and when his breathing slowed I took my seat with him next to me. Today was the day of our performances, and Tyler was slightly nervous. I kept him calm until his name was called, aside from when I was performing and almost had to stop playing just to keep him from hyperventilating. Before the brunette in the black sweater and black flower crown began to play his portable keyboard, he looked at me. I mouthed the word 'breathe' at him and he did. Then he started playing.

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Everyone was silent. Tears were streaming down my face, just like everytime Tyler played his music. When there was no sound he looked at me, clearly very worried. I wiped my tears and gave him a thumbs up, before the class erupted in claps. He smiled, grabbing his instrument and sitting down next to me. "You did wonderful." I whispered, hugging him quickly. Mrs. Linde quieted the class and looked at Tyler. "Did you write that yourself?" The teacher asked, wiping away the tears pooling in her eyes. when Tyler nodded she smiled. "That was the most beautiful thing I have ever heard." Tyler blushed and hid his head in his hands, chewing on the white cross draped low on his neck. Even as we walked home that day, he still smiled.

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"Let's write a song." Tyler spoke out of the blue, startling me. I looked at him. "Really?" He nodded. I smiled, picking up the drumsticks next to me. "Well lets get started, then."

We had decided to play what was natural, just let the music fall into place. And it worked, it really did. Tyler sang and played his heart out, crying more than once. I watched him as he moved his body and twisted it in ways I didnt even know were humanly possible. It worried me a little, but he was having so much fun. Before I knew it Tyler was staring at me. "Josh, are you okay?" I realized I had stopped playing. "Oh,uh, yeah." I shook my head a little, clearing my thoughts. "You sure? You just kinda stopped playing." I looked at him for a second, before standing up. He looked confused when I walked over so I was standing in front of him. "Do I need to call som-" I cut Tyler off with the best hug I could possibly manage. He wrapped his arms around me and I held him tighter. "Josh, what's wrong?" Tyler was clearly very worried, and I broke the hug to look at him, grabbing his face in my hands delicately, as though he would break if I wasn't careful.

"Tyler, I love you. So much. I don't care how crazy that sounds I just do. I need you and I don't care if that sounds desperate." I searched Tyler's cinnamon eyes. He replied quicker than I though he would. "I love you too." He crashed his lips to mine and before I knew it we were in a heated kiss. I bit his lower lip softly, picking him up and carrying him from the basement to my room.

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I sat Tyler down onto my bed, kissing him hard before pulling off the black sweater he had been wearing. I pulled off my tank top immediately after, before colliding our lips once more. Tyler leaned back, pulling me with him, and parted his lips, granting me access to his mouth. I trailed my hands to the zipper of his skinny jeans, his breath hitching slightly as I unzipped them. "You okay?" I whispered against his lips, recieving a light nod. I proceeded to pull off the garment, leaving him in pastel purple boxers. I smiled and pulled away from him, standing up and pulling off my own pants. Before I knew it I was back on top of the smaller boy, kissing him passionately and slipping my tongue through his pink lips.

Tyler moaned and bucked up, his hips grinding perfectly against mine. I kissed along his jaw, licking and sucking a dark mark where his neck and jaw met. He squirmed a bit when I repositioned him, spreading his legs so I sat between them. I leaned over, grabbing a bottle out of my bedside drawer. I set it next to us and looked into those big, beautiful cinnamon eyes. "Are you sure you want to do this?" I asked delicately. Tyler nodded, a soft smile playing on his lips before he sat up to give me a chaste kiss. "Yeah, I'm sure." My heart practically exploaded at his reply, and I slowly pulled off his boxers, his pink cock bouncing into the air. I kissed the tip before moving his hips into a better position to reach his ass. I picked up the bottle from earlier and coated my fingers generously in the pink liquid, placing a finger against his entrance.

I pressed in softly, watching Tyler's face for signs of discomfort. He looked slightly distressed at first but it soon melted away as he got used to the object inside of him. I slid my finger out and then back in slowly, continuing these motions until Tyler was all but begging for more. I slipped in a second finger, scissoring the two and making him let out a moan. The brunette began fucking himself on my fingers after a while, biting his lip to keep any sounds locked behind his lips. I eventually pulled out my fingers out, Tyler whining at the loss. I pulled off my boxers quickly, my cock achingly hard, and lubed it up before pressing the head to Tyler's prepped hole. "Ready?" I asked. Tyler nodded enthusiastically and I pushed in. I carefully bottomed out after a while, stopping to give the cinnamon eyed boy time to adjust. I began to pull out, pushing back in slowly. Tyler gasped and arched his back, and I leaned down to kiss him softly, our chest pressing against eachother. I began to thrust into him at a steady thrust, hearing littler sounds that were almost drowned out by the kiss. As I thrusted into the fragile boy he suddenly tilted his head back, crying out loudly. "J-Josh!" He cried, and I smirked. "Found it." I whispered into his ear, proceeding to hit his prostate head on repeatedly. Tyler tried to stay quiet, occasionally letting out a scream or moan that was boarderline pornographic. I fucked into him like that until I felt myself reaching the edge, and thrusted harder, deeper. Tyler looked completely blissed out and it wasn't long until white ropes of cum were spurting out over our chests. I came shortly after, the way Tyler moaned my name driving me over the edge.

We stayed in our position for a bit longer, before I pulled out of him softly and went to retrieve a wet cloth to clean me and Tyler up with. I put the small boy under the covers after pulling a pair of clean boxers onto him, and climbed in, wearing a fresh pair of underwear as well. Tyler snuggled into me and fell asleep almost instantly, and I fell asleep not long after, kissing his head as I drifted into restful sleep.

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Please comment and let me know what you liked and hated about this chapter, and all of them actually. Votes and comments are greatly appreciated. I really tried with the smut scene and I would love some constructive criticism on how to make it better. Was it rushed? Was it too long? I want to know your opinions. Anyways Stay Alive and Stay Street, my frens. <3

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