luke walked down the street, happily fiddling with the ring on his pinky finger. his parents made him wear it. he didn't mind much, though. he wasn't going to be losing his virginity soon.. he was very gay and no one in his small town was gay.
he gasped when hearing the familiar tune of an ice cream truck. he always heard this, but he'd never actually gotten one. he was lactose intolerant. he looked up, seeing it right down the road. but.. maybe a popsicle wouldn't hurt? it was just ice and he had money on him, he was headed to the mall. he grinned, waving down the truck.
when it stopped, luke walked up to the window. a very cute man opened the window, flashing a pretty smile at the small boy.
"hi, princess. what kind of ice cream would you like?" the man asked. luke almost fainted. his voice was so deep, it made luke weak in the knees.
luke looked into his eyes shyly, "i-i can't have ice cream, sir. i'm lactose intolerant. but.. do you have popsicles?"
the man, whose name tag said ashton, hummed. "of course we do!" he turned around, reaching into the freezer behind him. he held it out to luke and the boy took it, holding a five dollar bill out to the man.
"will this cover it?" luke chewed on his lip.
the man pushed the bill back in luke's direction, shaking his head. "it's on me. you're too pretty to pay for a popsicle on a hot day like this. where are you headed, sweetheart?"
"o-oh, just to the m-mall!" luke blushed. he hated stuttering, he thought he had gotten rid of it. he was so flustered.
the man smiled, "be safe, pretty boy. you should be wearing sunscreen, too. don't wanna get burnt, huh? you're so pale," he mumbled.
luk nodded quickly, "yes, s-sir," he spoke, looking away. "i've gotta go. i have to be back before four."
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the ice cream truck didn't come for a while after that. atleast, not on his side of town. he lived in the.. bad part of town. that's what kids at school called it.
his dad had never made a lot of money. but when he left, and his mum was alone, it was worse. she barely made enough for herself. they would starve most of the time. but they were okay. sometimes they'd get checks fron the government.
but.. luke feared that if the ice cream truck were to ever come again, he wouldn't have any money to buy one. so, he saved up. he kept every penny that he found, he saved every dollar that didn't go towards food, and even made a bit of money walking dogs every once in a while. he would have enough money. he made sure of it.
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when the truck came again, luke was fifteen. he was walking, much like before, to the mall. he wanted to see the pretty animals at the pet shop. he did that every now and then.
luke heard the familiar tune, quickly turning around. the truck felt like it took forever to get to him. the same honey-haired man opened the window, grinning widely.
"oh.. pretty boy. you're so much older. look at you. do you always wear chokers like that?"
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luke blushed deeply, reaching up to the choker. he thought it was so cute when he bought it, he loved it. he looked up, "does it look bad?"
"no! no, baby. it looks amazing. what's your name?" ashton asked softly, reaching out and touching the choker. it was soft.
"my name is luke," luke grinned, moving his head up slightly. ashton had more access to his next that way.
"i'm ashton," ashton smirked just a bit. the boy was so cute, wrapped around his finger. he found him so cute. "would you uh.. well, i know this is weird but would you like to come in here? i'll let you wear my coat if you get cold, babe."
luke nodded, "yes, sir! can i have a popsicle too?" he smiled, so excited. it was weird but.. he had a slight crush on ashton. he looked so old, but that.. attracted him.
ashton let luke in through the back, smiling. he held onto his hand, patting the small of luke's neck. he handed the boy a popsicle, making him sit down.
luke quickly tore off the paper, licking the popsicle. his skin was so warm, it was terribly warm outside. why was it always so warm? he wished he had a pool or something. he looked up at ashton, "thank you, sir."
ashton smiled fondly, placing his cool hand on luke's warm, freckled shoulder. "anything for you," he spoke softly. "now.. do you think we have time to get to know each other? i can't let you get away again, pretty boy."
luke giggled softly, "i'm not even pretty. look at me! you're silly, sir, you really are." he licked his popsicle, looking up at the man. "but sure we can. we can play 20 questions!"
so, they did just that. they played twenty questions until it got dark. then ashton dropped luke off at his house, not paying attention to where they were. he didn't care. he liked luke too much to care.
luke liked ashton too. he went into his house happier than he'd ever been before. ashton made his heart hammer in his chest and butterflies erupt in his tummy. he slipped into his bed, his dreams filledwith thoughts of the beautiful man.
the next morning was the first time luke had everwoken up with a boner.
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this story gonna be DIRTY HEEYEYYYYYY ITS ME JASP AND I UPDATED THIS STORY FOR THE FIRST TIME AHA
