Onion had been in the gas station for a slurpee, banana flavored; he’d caught the short chubby kid staring at his arms; the muscles and veins, as they flexed, Sour Cream liked his face and ass; not to mention he was the first Op̄tr he’d seen in the wild. He’d walked up behind the teddy bear and cupped his ass; one thing led to another, after some chatting at checkout, he’d put up the ‘just a moment’ sign at the register and taken Onion back to his place; when he found out Onion was a virgin; he couldn't wipe the wicked grin off his face as he asked if Onion was gonna be a good boy for the man who was going to pop his cherry.
He’d licked his lips and gulped and blushed as Sour undressed; even admitted he would have really enjoyed it if Sour had taken him to the bathroom to rail him there. But in the privacy of Sour's apartment; he was able to get Onion to worship him, Onion nibbled and slobbered over his dick, working the base with his hands like a pro; that after he had savored the taste of the wet spot on Sour's underwear. Sour had tested him by face fucking just to make sure he could take what he was about to be given.
After asking for consent and if he wanted to ride or be fucked, with Onion cutely replying be fucked only to end up with a mouth full of Sour's tongue; he pushed him face first onto his bed, and rubbed his hole, made him beg for it; then eased his way into the hot tightness.
Onion had responded like a pro, begging like a bitch in heat; he’d been careful the first few thrusts but eventually lost himself; despite being a virgin Onion simply begged harder; all while breathing heavily and begging for more incoherently. It was hot. When he’d finally cum, breeding Onion; who milked him for every last drop, he was leaning into Onion's ear telling him to scream because he was Sour's now.
And despite all that, Onion had come back; he even tried to make conversation about Sour's video game and anime collection, they both loved sci fi, big robots, anime, manga, fantasy, Onion never drank beer with him, and despite not smoking he didn’t have issues with Sour doing some mild drugs around him. He always begged and demanded more; and Sour fell for him; he didn’t think he would since he was straight and Onion was gay, but soon they were spending most of Sour waking non-work hours together and texting while Sour worked.
When Onion turned 18 and was emancipated after the start of their affair; Sour had asked him to move in and he’d said yes; they had sex all night, six condoms, one bottle of lube; and Sour had woken up to Onion making him extra jucy eggs and bacon; that was when he realized the boy was a keeper.
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