“If I’ve done such a bad thing, I guess you’ll have to punish me then.”

Jeff turned around and smiled at Shaant.

“If you say so.” He then picked up the bags of apples and began to walk to the register, switching as he moved.

Shaant placed his hand on Jeff’s perky butt.

“You already ruined one of my apples, hands off the other.”

Shaant scoffed.

“You do not have an Apple Bottom. Compared to this Armenian ass, you’ve got nothing Jeffie.”

Jeff merely walked to the register, ignoring Shaant.

Jeff pushed the door open and set the bags of apples down in the kitchen.

“Jeff! Please talk to me! I love your ass, you know that!”

Jeff walked into their frontroom holding sliced apples, chocolate syrup and candy hand cuffs, that obviously weren’t going to make the 2 weeks until Halloween.

“You ready for your punishment, you bad boy?”

Shaant opened his mouth, but no words came out. He eyes followed Jeff as he stripped off every article of his clothing.

“Come here Shaant.” Beckoned Jeff.

Shaant dumbly stumbled into Jeff’s arms.

Jeff wrapped his arms around Shaant’s lower waist, peeling off each layer of clothing separating the predator from his pray.

Shaant stood naked in front of him and gently pulled the younger boy onto the bed.

“I believe you’re being punished, which means I top, for once.”

Shaant grinned and laid down on the bed with his legs spread wide.

“Do your worst.”