"You can sleep with me, but don't cuddle up to me or anything. I get so hot at night." Steven says as he strips into his boxers, crawling into the bed and under the covers.
"No promises." Tyrone says. While Steven was undressing, he couldn't help but let his eyes roam. Steven was kind of tanned— I mean, not as tanned as Tyrone, but he had a slight tan from picking flowers. He was also well built, his muscles popping out. Why did a florist need that much strength for??? It's not like he was picking tree's up from the ground, he was just picking flowers! His hair was long...silky...usually alpha's had short hair, and that's what made Tyrone that much interested in Steven; he was such a mystery to him.
Tyrone looks down at his body, he was tanned, scrawny and his muscles were pathetic. He has a stubble that was always itchy due to dry skin, and he stunk so bad— unlike Steven who had an alluring mist to him.
Tyrone gets in the bed with Steven, giggling slightly at the thought of getting into bed with an alpha. 'So this is what it feels like...' he thought with a smile.
"Steven— has anyone ever told you how magical and glorious you look? Seriously, I could see you riding a unicorn everyday, if not a carriage." Tyrone smirks at his compliment to Steven, but Steven just laughs. "You're ridiculous, son—", "no, call me Tyrone. I wanna hear you say my name for once."
Steven looks at Tyrone, weirded out a bit. "Uhh...Tyrone?" "That almost made me cum. Say it again." "WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK. Are you seriously jacking it in MY bed????" Steven yelled, looking at Tyrone's hand going up and down under the covers. Steven could smell the scent of a beta. It was coming from Tyrone. "You're— you're a beta?..." Steven mumbles before his face flushes red. "Yeah, I'm a beta, what about it??? You like beta's???" Steven looks down, embarrassed. "My ex wife was an enigma...you could say I'm into the strong type... omega's could never." It was cute seeing Steven get shy like this; Tyrone wanted to see it more often.
Tyrone was still jacking it in his bed.
"I must confess, I didn't get robbed by garbage bandits. I was uhhh..." he couldn't admit that he was living in the mayor's dead dad's house illegally... he had to lie. "Well— uh, I was sleeping on a bench...rubbing one out to the thought of your smile."
"What." Steven looked deadpanned.
"Wait- wait— you're homeless????", "you're just figuring that out?" The both of them were confused for different reasons.
Steven didn't know how to feel right now. There was a beta in his bed, jacking it in front of him. Tyrone had witawwy just confessed to him as well! And the smell...the smell of a beta was intoxicating to Steven.
"Remember what I said about how I can picture you riding a unicorn? Well, do you wanna ride *my* unicorn?" He removed the sheets that were covering his rod. It was veiny and wet. The slick dripping from it smelt like coffee—
"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?!" Steven yells. "SO YOU ARE FAPPING IN MY BED?? WHY— WHY DOES YOUR DICK LOOK LIKE THAT??? THATS FUCKING OUTRAGEOUS. DISGUSTING. INHUMANE."
"What? So you don't want to ride my uni-horn? Just saying, the omega's call me a 'good time'." He winks at Steven.
"YEAH, BUT, IM NOT AN OMEGA!—" "dude stop yelling! The whole neighbourhood is hearing me trying to get with you! Do you wanna or not??"
"Uhm...well...I- I guess I could try..."
__________________________________
⚠️ SMUT SMUT SMUT SMUT GAY SEX PROCEED NEXT CHAPTER WITH CAUTION. ⚠️
Guys please I'm crying the next chapter is gonna be smut. I can't do this I'm gonna die inside.
