Granny Norma checks out a tall, lanky, 30-ish looking twink in a green suit. "He's quite a handsome lad." She observes silently.
Onceler locks eyes with an old woman across the bar. She looks like she's checking him out, and though he doesn't actually want to get with her, he strides his long legs over to her. He raises his eyebrows at the round elderly lady as he sits down on the bar stool next to her.
"Hey." Onceler says.
"Hey, sweetie, are you lookin for a good time?" She asks smoothly.
Onceler only smiles, and waits for Lorax to notice that he's flirting with someone else.
"So, are you single, honey?" Granny Norma asks, putting her hand on Onceler's long thigh. Before Onceler can answer, Lorax steps in.
"No, he's not." Lorax says sternly, looking up to glare at the old woman. Lorax forcefully grabs Onceler by his green striped tie and drags him outside to the car. It was quite comical from an observer's standpoint. This little spherical bitch shuffling his little feet dragging a 6'4 man into the driveway. The human in the couple stays silent.
Onceler briefly gets a breath of clean evening air before he hurriedly opens the passenger-side car door and steps inside. He sits down and buckles his seatbelt, watching the fat orange creature get into the car. Yeah, I said it. This little weasel ass bitch owns a car and shit.
"You're gonna have to be on the bed with your legs wide open for me when we get home." Lorax says sternly, fixing his yellow mustache before pulling the car's stick shift into drive. Onceler nods nervously. "Y-yes, sir" He shivers. Onceler wonders how Lorax's stubby legs even reach the gas pedal. The tall man leans his round head on the tinted glass window of the car. And as he looks through the windshield at the soft truffula trees, painted darker by the navy blue sky, he begins to doze off.
Onceler is shaken awake by the feeling of the car jolting suddenly to a stop in Onceler and Lorax's driveway.
"Upstairs. Now." Lorax orders. Onceler realizes where he is and quickly gets out of the car and unlocks the door to his house, going inside. He immediately goes upstairs and gets undressed in he and his husband's shared room. The tall, lanky boy climbs onto the king sized mattress, and lies down in his requested position.
Onceler's heart starts beating faster when he hears Lorax's fuzzy footsteps up the stairs. Onceler is worried. But this is what he wanted, right? He wanted to make Lorax jealous so he could get fucked, but Onceler is intimidated by his Husband's sudden assertiveness.
Lorax enters the room to see Onceler naked and all ready for him. Well, not really. Lorax can't see his husband that well because Lorax is too short to see over the mattress. But Lorax sees Onceler's fluffy hair. Lorax climbs up and stands at the foot of the bed.
The round creature's thick, fuzzy, orange cock begins to harden at the sight of his husband. He can't help but take a couple steps toward Onceler and kiss him deeply. Despite how frequently the two have sex, it was still incredibly difficult to do so, considering the size difference between the two.
Onceler's heart slows down and he lets out a breath of relief. That giraffe-necked, bobble-headed fuckwad grabs Lorax's head and deepens the kiss. It's always difficult for Onceler and Lorax to kiss, considering Lorax's giant fuzzy mustache gets in the way, but they power through. Lorax is the first to pull away.
"No, come back." Onceler whines. Lorax complies. He intertwines his fingers in Onceler's black, fluffy hair as he pulls the naked boy's head to his own. Their thin lips crash together, Onceler's face being smothered by Lorax's ginormous mustache. The kiss immediately gets more aggressive and needy.
