You decide that you want to invite him over to your place; better to have him on your own territory. You got a picture of him; he looked a bit like a punk; and was in way better shape then you were. You hadn't pretended about your size though; and you hoped that maybe he had a fetish for chubby guys or something. The only problem is that you were pretty sure he was a bottom; and he knew you were a bottom. He hadn't really said anything though that suggested he would be willing to top you. He came across as kind of submissive though through chat; you suspected that if you played your cards right you could get him to top you. You weren't very well-endowed and with your stomach size it wasn't like you could top him very well even if you did want too.
Fortunately your parents were both away for the evening; as long as you guys hooked up and finished before midnight they wouldn't be a problem. You secretly liked the idea though of them coming home early; that would be interesting perhaps you could convince the boy to hang out and hide in your room for the night. You are wearing a large t-shirt with a bear on it; you liked the idea that you were a young cub. So you had a thing for bears; and have large trouser shorts on and sneakers when you hear the door bell ring. You go down the stairs; excited to meet this guy for the first time. You open the door and see him before you; his green hair and mismatched eyes; and the same dusty tan trench coat he was wearing in the picture.
You grin; feeling the best approach would be immediate dominance; he looked a bit older then you and you didn't really feel like you were in the best position to be the dominate now that you were with him in person. Still you fake it until you make right? "Get in here boy!" You try to growl; but your young voice doesn't really manage it... also you were a nerd through and through really. You were already feeling a little low; but the boy just smiles.
"Hey I'm Storyteller or Story if you like!" He reaches a hand out to shake yours and you try to make your hand shake firm; but it feels a little weak even to you. Shaking it off though you go to grab him and pull him into a kiss; no point in wasting time. As you do this you can't see him moving his hand in his pocket; as you begin to pull away from him you can start to smell something; a strangely sweet scent on the air.