Shorts (Literally. Maybe Even Coming Off.)

Stop Eating the Decor

Alec glared at Ian. "Really?"

Ian looked up innocently. "What?" he asked around a mouthful of dark chocolate brownie.

"You, that's what. You eating the couch."

"But dude your couch is the best. It's so spongy and thick and sweet and sticky. And it doesn't crumble hardly at all. And..... fuck it's soooo good. Mmmmmmmm." He tipped his head back and moaned with pleasure.

Alec looked slightly disgusted. "I know. I bought it. FOR ME!"

Ian was blissfully unresponsive.

Alec rolled his eyes, sighed, and walked back into his kitchen. This display was kind of gross but it was making him hungry. Maybe he would have a salad.

.....

Alec walked down the hallway to his bedroom. He was bored. Maybe there was something on tv. As he opened the door, he heard a strange sound. He tiptoed back into the living room. A floorboard creaked. Ian froze, then slowly put the wreath he had been munching back up on the wall. There were bite marks in the spun sugar and fondant foliage.

"Ian," Alec said quietly.

"Yea?" Ian answered. He turned around looking sheepish.

"STOP EATING THE DECOR!!!!"

"I'm sorry," Ian said, "Ur house is just so much tastier than mine."

Alec looked Ian up and down. It was hard to stay mad at such a cute little creature. He noticed a little tummy forming under his t shirt.

"It's ok." He Said, giving Ian a peck on the nose. "I don't think you did too much damage. But you still need a punishment."

Ian looked worried. "What kind of punishment?"

Well, Alec said smiling craftily "let me just see what I have in my attic."

.........

Ian lounged on the couch, nibbling on the corners of the marshmallow cushions. He was still hungry, his belly impatient for the next course.

Alec climbed down the peanut brittle stairs carrying a bundle wrapped in fruit leather and tied with licorice whips.

"I've got a few things i won't be needing anymore. I thought you might enjoy them." Alec said, grinning.

Ian licked his lips, his mouth watering. What delicious treats were waiting for him?

Alec reached into the bundle and pulled out two embroidery cloths, the size of a medium picture frame. One had needle point and the other cross stitch.

Ian bit into the first with a crunch. It was white chocolate, with a hint of aged flavor and a sprinkling of powdered sugar dust. The embroidery on it was frosting, fruity and sweet. He devoured it quickly and started on the second. This one was a little dirty with oreo bits mixed in. even better than the first, he thought, and closed his eyes, enjoying the flavor.

When he was ready for more, Ian put his hands out. Alec reached into the bag again. This time it was toothpaste, an invention of the ancient past, but still delicious in it's own way.

There were several tubes, pink, peach, green, yellow, blue, purple. Almost a whole rainbow.

Ian looked slightly confused. He'd never eaten anything like that before. But he was always open to new experiences. He opened his mouth.

Alec unscrewed the cap of the green tube and began squirting it into Ian's mouth. It was thick and pasty but not bad. This first tube tasted like mint. It wasn't very sweet and it burned just the tiniest bit. It was a good pain. Ian attempted to swallow. It took him a few tries. The stuff was so viscous that it stuck to his mouth like bread. Eventually he managed it.