Every little shop like the one Heath ran had some sort of special secret ingredient; at least, that was how Heath justified in his mind what he was about to suggest to the young boy. "Do you know what milk is used for, Rumaris?" Glancing around now, the shop owner wondered what he should use to collect the sweet liquid. There was a rack of neatly arranged dishes which caught the eye of the fox, and he pet Rumaris on the head as he stood up straight. While he went to take a pink milkshake glass shaped like a waffle cone off of the rack, the little ram answered his question.
With his head tilted to the side, the pink-haired boy exclaimed rather obviously. "Milk is for drinking!" Then his magenta eyes blinked several times as he seemed to understand what the man was getting at, and he glanced down at his bare chest. He had rolled up his shirt so that it was bunched at his collar bone, and his overalls were slumped down over his waist since the straps had been undone. ".. Could my milk really be used like that?" He gave a curious squeeze at his own chest, and Heath quickly placed the glass cup beneath the nipple so that the milk dripped into it.
"Try not to waste it!" The man chided Rumaris gently. He was relieved that he had at least caught the precious trickle of milk before it had dripped down and spattered on the floor. Now he grasped the soft hand of the boy and placed it around the glass, and the ram knew to hold it there when Heath let go. "I believe that your milk could be something more people find delicious. You like to bring joy to people, Rumaris, right?" Given how the child had gone out of his way to help his shy friend just a bit earlier, the shop owner figured it was a given. It was confirmed when the boy gave a slight nod. "Good! All you need to do then, is fill this one glass for me. Does that sound reasonable?"
At first the ram nodded enthusiastically, but then he pouted slightly as he saw the flow of his milk ebb. Heath observed that the excess must have leaked out, but he knew that there was certainly still milk inside of the swollen chest of the boy. "You said that you had always squeezed your milk out?" The boy nodded slightly, staring down at the drop of milk inside of the ice cream glass.
Then the snow fox reached out and pinched the nipple of the boy between his index finger and thumb, but Rumaris jerked back with a startled squeak. "N-not so hard! They're sensitive.." Now using his free hand to gently grasp his pert nipple, the boy held it delicately between his own lithe fingers. "You have to do it like this." Swallowing, Heath watched as the boy began to push on his chest, squeezing at it gently so that milk came out. At first, it came out in steady droplets that were almost hypnotizing the shop owner, but it slowed after some time. "See?"
Heath did see, and he was staring so intently that he had almost not heard Rumaris speak. "Oh! Yes, I do see. May I try?" He reached out to poke the chest of the boy. The tanned skin felt as supple as taffy. The fox took note of how Rumaris gasped audibly when he began to gently knead with his clawed hands. Manipulating the soft skin brought back memories of shaping ginger snap cookie dough for his parents to bake when he was just a pup.
Eventually, the milk seemed to run out again... but the waffle cone cup was only half full now. Regardless, Rumaris held the pink glass out to Heath with a cute little grin. The white-haired shop owner gently pushed it back against his chest. "Huh?" The young ram appeared confused, looking down to the glass and then back up to the man. "That's usually how much comes out at a time, and my chest feels a lot better now." He said this, but then Heath shook his head.
"The glass is not full yet, and I have a feeling that you could squeeze out just a little more." He gave one of the nipples a pinch again and the boy let out a sharp gasp. "If we squeeze out as much as we can now, then it will take more time for the milk to come back. Does that make sense?" The pink-haired boy nodded his head slower, seeming rather unsure. While Heath did think that there was truth to his words, he really just wanted to play with the perky chest more. Both nipples felt as soft as gum drops. He wanted to test how far he could go with Rumaris before the boy became too antsy. Taking a breath, he flickered the nipples with his fingers, eliciting excited gasps from the tanned boy. Then testing his limits further, he held them between his fingers and pulled at them. This time Rumaris let out a whine. "Does this hurt?" Heath asked this question while still pulling at them interchangeably.
"N-no.. mnh.. I dunno." The boy gasped this out as he squirmed from the rougher stimulation. All of these exciting new sensations were assaulting his small body and the faun hardly knew how to process it. As Heath had predicted though, the nipples were being squeezed of even more milk. The boy trembled and jerked despite his efforts to keep still.
The pink-haired boy was having a very natural reaction to the nipple play. The flushed buds were an erogenous zone, and even more so for Rumaris since they produced milk. Now there was an outline of something naughty between his legs. His little cock was straining against his overall shorts.
At first, Heath had not even noticed. It was not until he happened to glance down that he saw the subtle bump. As if the fox had not expected this to happen when stimulating the nipples of some virgin boy, he gasped. The boy then exclaimed worriedly. "What i-is it?" Rumaris had apparently heard him, but the man scarcely wanted to give away his naughty intentions so easily... as if he had not already given them away.
"Exactly. What is this?" His clawed hand moved to rest against the suggestive outline in the fabric, and the ram gasped in response. "Did you stuff a cannoli in your pants or something while I wasn't looking?" At the accusation, all the pink-haired boy could do was shake his head fiercely. "I guess I'll just have to check..." Heath swallowed before pulling the overalls down to the thighs of the trembling boy to reveal a pair of heart print briefs which were yanked down even quicker. The fox was now ogling at the cutest cock he had ever seen.
Without even thinking, the snow fox reached out to poke at it. Poor Rumaris let out a small bleat like a baby goat as his dainty hands dropped down from his chest to hastily cover up his hard-on. When Heath looked up to apologize, he noted that the boy appeared more frightened than embarrassed. Just as he was opening his mouth to ask, Rumaris confirmed his unspoken question. "Wh-wha-what's happening to my thingy..?! It feels hot and.. and it's swollen!" This was his first erection! Heath placed a hand on the shoulder of the boy to console him; or so it seemed.
The conniving fox saw another opportunity that he was not about to miss. Just like the predator he was - in terms of the animal kingdom anyway - Heath hungered to pounce on the poor boy like he was prey. The little twinkie between his legs looked like it was ready to start leaking its creamy filling. The stimulation to the pert gumdrops on the chest of this little ram had nearly made him burst. It appeared as if Rumaris just needed a small push to release his sweet cream. Heath knew just what to do
"Has this never happened to you when you milked yourself before?" His voice was softer now to assure the aroused boy. In response, Rumaris shook his head again. "Did you know..." Just like he had done with the waffle cup earlier, he guided the hands of the boy down to the cock and held them there. "... that this part of you can make delicious milk as well?"
Upon hearing this from inquiry from the sly fox, the innocent faun finally managed to vocalize a reply. "N-n-no... I've o-only ever used it for the uhm... bathroom."
Heath slowly took his hands away, though he quickly brought them back to the twitching cock when the boy pulled his own smaller hands back. "Keep holding it." His own hands were trembling a bit as he reached for the waffle cone cup and positioned it underneath the cock. "Keep it positioned over the cock and rub it until your special milk comes out." Though the pink-haired boy was reluctant, perhaps due to a mix of embarrassment and apprehension, he began to rub his cock.
Seeing the young boy masturbate for what must have been his first time was making the mind of the fox fizz like cola. His own cock was now straining against his pants, and he desperately sought relief. As badly as Heath wanted to take Rumaris and skewer him like a kabob, he did not want to move things too quickly and lose the boy... along with his freedom if Rumaris reported this and he got sent to jail. Things like this needed to be taken slow. If he was to ever have us way with this cutie, the snow fox was willing to be patient.
"Ah, no Rumaris.." The boy was using an odd technique; he had taken to rubbing his cock between his hands like he was trying to start a fire. "I can take mine out too and show you the proper way." Heath fancied the excuse he had come up with, hurriedly unzipping his corduroy pants and pulling them down to his knees, followed by his blue boxers with white polka dots. He liked the pattern since it reminded him of falling snow. Then he lifted up his apron.
When his own cock was out, the faun peered at it with large eyes the color of dragon fruit skin. "Oh wow! Yours is so much different from mine." Both males were intact, though the cock which Rumaris sported was smaller and smoother. Heath nodded with a smile and held his out for the boy to gawk at.
"It looks different since I am older, but it can make special milk just like yours does." The white-haired man then took hold of his cock with one hand to demonstrate to the faun how to masturbate. "Wrap one hand around it like this and move it up and down... yes, exactly like that." He had shuddered upon hearing a small moan from the tan boy. "Just remember to hold it over the cup too, okay? We wouldn't want to waste a single drop of your milk."
In all of his twenty-something years, Heath had never thought he would be so lucky as to be masturbating together with such a cute boy. His right hand had never quite felt this good; watching the cute faun unravel as he rubbed himself was delightful eye candy.
Rumaris was gradually unraveling as he rubbed his cock more and more. "Ah... haa... m-mister, this feels really weird... but maybe i-in a good way?" The boy admitted this reluctantly as his thumb rubbed across the leaking tip. HIs inexperience made his movements jerky and not at all like the rhythmic pumping motion Heath had mastered long ago. The magenta eyes of the boy were hooded now as he focused solely on pleasuring himself, then they suddenly sidened. "Mn, I-I feel som-somethin- ahh!" Before he could even finish, his lithe body had stiffened up and a small amount of cum shot from his cock into the glass.
The sight of something so hot was too much for the snow fox to bear. His hand's pace quickened, and he came hard onto the boy. His shot had completely missed the cup, and instead landed on the face of the boy like white chocolate drizzle. Some had even ended up on his curled horns. They looked even more like cinnamon rolls before, given how they were now topped with `icing'.
Rumaris was left a panting mess, staring down into the cup at all of his milk. The glass waffle cone had still not been completely full, just barley being more than half way. Heath was a bid winded too after having one of his more intense orgasms in a while. "I have to sample your milk now, Rumaris." The fox could hardly help himself as he reached down and grasped the glass and held it to his lips. In a few moments, he had downed the whole thing.
The naughty milk had been so sweet! At the sight of a near stranger drinking his milk, the faun had become wide-eyed, his cheeks as pink as the inside of a blood orange. "Y-you're actually drinking it..?!" He reached for the cup, but it was too late when he had tugged it down from the mouth of the man. Though it had been embarrassing, it was actually disappointing too. "I didn't even get to try any!"
Heath grinned down to Rumaris as the boy called this out so indignantly. He really was like a child crying about this or that being unfair. "I think that I still have some in my mouth." Before the faun could object then, the fox leaned forward and kissed the boy directly on the lips. They felt as soft as peach slices and tasted just as sweet. It had been rather quick, but when he pulled away, it looked like he had kissed a strawberry rather than a boy. The cute faun had just been blushing that much!
Heath sighed softly upon realizing he had likely kept the pink-haired boy here much too long. "Now that your milk problem is solved, we have to clean up now." He murmured this as he took a handkerchief with the shop logo from the pocket in his uniform.
As the fox began to dab the faun with it, the boy reached up and caught the last of Heath's cum on his fingertip and brought it to his tongue. The white-haired man had scarcely noticed until Rumaris pointed it out. "It doesn't taste much like milk..." Heath found himself almost choking on his own saliva when the boy questioned the flavor. What in the hell made a simple phrase so erotic, let alone a cute boy?!
"Ah, w-well, that's what makes it so... special!" He took a breath and stood up. After zipping up his pants, the snow fox lent a hand to the faun and helped him up. "This meeting between us is something we have to keep a secret, okay?" Heath stressed this as he helped Rumaris dress. Already sensing the follow up `why?' before the boy even opened his mouth, he added an explanation. "Since I want this to be a secret ingredient for my shop, no one can know about it. I'm trusting you with this information, okay?"
All of what the white-haired fox was saying added up to someone as naive as Rumaris. The small boy nodded vigorously and pretended to zip his mouth in a vow of silence. Relief swept over Heath as he lead the boy out of the back of his shop onto the sales floor. He glanced around and plucked a lollipop from a tree style display and offered it to Rumaris. "This is for being such a good boy."
The tan boy gasped happily as he took it and tucked it in his overalls pocket. "Thank you, mister! I can come back for candy again after I saved up for my game, okay?" Heath nodded happily, looking forward to seeing Rumaris and his cute friend again.
"Make sure to bring your friend too. Avery, was it? I'll be sure to look out for more cinnamon products to keep in stock for him." More people meant more patronage, but... Heath really just wanted to see the cute centaur again. Maybe he could play with the shy boy next time. The thought clouded his mind as he waved goodbye to Rumaris, and his eyes tailed after the cute wriggling tail just before the door closed behind the boy.