hey so what do you wanna watch?"
george sighed, "there's not much out right now that's actually good, all the new movies are shit"
dream agreed, "that's true.." he leaned back against the sofa cushions, "wanna rewatch an old movie or something?"
george looked over to his friend with his impossibly beautiful eyes and nodded
"okay"
they'd eventually found a good enough movie to put on, something that wouldn't keep them bored for the night. but the both of them could never stay silent for more than 5 minutes when they were together. the movie was useless. background noise even. they would both end up talking and showing each other things on their phones.
there was a bowl of popcorn on the small coffee table infront of them, accompanied by another bowl full of spicy doritos, and a few packets of sugary cheap sweets from the corner shop down the road.
george leaned forward, opening a packet of strawberry laces to munch on.
"what should the next video theme be about?" george asked through a mouthful of strawberry laces, looking up at dream.
dream thought for a moment, trying to come up with a stupid joke as usual.
"minecraft but me and dream are on a date"
george scoffed, rolling his eyes with his usual stupid grin planted on his face. he admired his friends stupidity and idiotic jokes he would come out with almost every waking moment.
"i'm sure that would get the views up" dream added, with a sarcastic wink.
"idiot" george replied. turning back to the tv
dream wasn't very hungry but he couldn't resist the smell of the popcorn. he leant forward and grabbed the bowl, digging his hands eagerly into the sweet food.
they had both gone pretty quiet, so dream flicked a piece of popcorn in georges direction, accidentally hitting him near the corner of his eye.
"hey you hit me in the face" george said with a sarcastic frown. dream just laughed and threw another one at him. george raised an eyebrow, lunging towards him and grabbing a handful of the popcorn, throwing it at dreams face.
"stop! george stop!!" dream laughed, pushing him off, trying not to make eye contact with the boy tangled above him. george did stop, but not because dream told him to, he was just lazy and that was enough moving around for him in one day.
he retreated back to where he was sat before, leaving his friend covered in popcorn, some stuck in his hair. george noticed, laughing, and shuffled closer to help get it all out.
"wait wait you have a.." george reached a hand into dreams hair to remove the small specs of popcorn that sat there. at first dream flinched slightly, confused, but quickly realised george was only trying to make him look less of a fool.
george was sat close enough that their thighs were pressed together, knees occasionally knocking against one another. dream scrunched his eyes whenever george removed a piece to make the situation funnier, as he usually would.
george had to place his hands either side of dreams face, cupping his cheeks, so he could move his head one way then the other to check fully that he'd not missed anything.
"oup missed a bit" he laughed, picking out the last piece and flicking it at dreams chest. they were sat closer than before, faces only inches apart.
george looked up at dreams face, brown meeting green, smiling a small but genuine smile. dream unintentionally licked his bottom lip, holding his tongue between his teeth when he smiled back.
george ruined the moment by sitting back, but only slightly, and continuing to eat his strawberry laces.
of course, dream had thought of another one of his stupid jokes. he snatched one of the strawberry laced from georges clutch and straightened it out, placing one end between his teeth. he tapped george on the shoulder and waited for him to turn back to face him. he offered his friend the other end of the strawberry lace, half jokingly, hoping george would actually go along with it.
george looked at the lace, then dream. he snorted, shaking his head.
"you wish"
dream frowned, removing the sweet from his mouth.
"i thought you'd wanna recreate lady and the tramp" dream said sadly, hiding his sarcasm
george snorted again, "yeah, you're the tramp"
dream was gonna make a stupid joke back, but that was too funny. he couldn't hold back but laugh, george joining in with him.
dream and george were the type of people to lean into each other when they laughed. georges head rested on dreams shoulder, and dreams hand on georges arm. after their fit of laugher they didn't move, they were pretty comfortable like this.
dream cherished these moments, hearing georges laugh would lighten up his day.
george sighed, testing the waters by shuffling closer to the taller man. it was warm with him.
thankfully, dream didn't say anything. actually, he did the same, shuffling closer to his friend
both of the men had felt their heartbeats speed up, being so close to each other, feeling warm breath against skin, it seemed too intimate.
"george" dream said, looking at him
george stared back eagerly, waiting for him to say a sentence they both hoped would be said.
dream pushed his smile away, "you smell"
george elbowed him in the ribs, making him jump a little, but resuming back to his place close to his friend.
"i hate you" george lied
"you love me really" dream corrected
george silently agreed. he did.
"whatever"
the two were left staring at one another. this time it felt a lot more... intense. dream couldn't help but snap a quick glance at georges pretty pink lips. fuck.
georges smile faded slowly, feeling his best friends face edging closer to his own. his breath stuttered. was this happening? what both george and dream had craved ever since meeting in real life?
the eye contact seemed to last too long, but the gap between them eventually started to slowly close, lips close enough to brush eachother extremely lightly
george flicks his tongue out to lick his lips and unintentionally swipes it along dreams bottom lip, tempting him closer until their chests bumped together
dream was the one to give in, initiating the kiss with a soft grunt against georges plump lips. georges lips tasted like the sweet cherry lip balm he was wearing, mixed with warm spit and slightly dashed with artificial strawberry.
kissing george was like having a three course meal, hungrily smashing lips together to get every little bit of george he could get. he was like a treat.
it didnt take long for georges hands to find dreams chest, his palms warm against the cotton of his shirt. george admired the taste of dreams mouth, the way it moved around his own in a syncronised pattern.
george moved closer into dreams figure, his hands sliding up over dreams shoulders and drooping over them. the kiss became more messy, more sloppy as tongues found their ways past wet lips to twist and turn around eachother.
george found himself climbing atop dreams lap, feeling his hard-on against his own. george breaks away to gasp for air, planting another soft kiss on dreams lips before asking, "clay, can i suck your dick" the sentence slid off of his tongue as if completely natural.
dreams heart skipped a beat at those words.
it took a few moments for the phrase to process in his head, repeating itself over and over.
dream spilled out a pathetic "please" with a soft whimper.
george grinned widely, before sliding his tongue back into his friends mouth followed by a quiet moan. his hands found dreams waistband, tugging teasingly on the strings. georges slim fingers snaked down dreams pants and into his boxers, stroking against the base of his cock
the sudden contact made dream hum in pleasure. george broke away a second time, shimmying down so that his head was level with dreams crotch. he nuzzled his head between dreams legs, kissing at his bulge through the thick cotton.
dream moaned through shakey breaths, his brain begging for georges lips to seal themself around the head of his cock. dreams mind wandered, imagining how pretty george would look bouncing on his dick, how hot he would sound begging for him, whining his name.
fuck
georges thumbs gripped dreams waistband and tugged again, this time pulling down his pants for them to rest on his thighs, exposing the very obvious tent in his boxers
george grabbed the outline of dreams cock, and kitten licked the tip through the thin material covering it. dream mumbled a quiet 'fuck' under his breath, which only made george carry on.
after what george sensed was enough teasing, he whipped dreams dick from the confines of his boxers. he took a second to admire the sight, his best friend with his legs apart -with himself between said legs- dick out, cheeks flustered and pre-cum starting to bead at the head of his hard length. holy shit.
george wasted no time licking up the underside of his cock, following a thick vein up to the head. dream bit his lip to try and muffle ths filthy sounds he was so close to making. why was george so good at this?
george purposely went as slow as humanly possible, looking up ot dream through long dark eyelashes whilst dragging his tongue up and down the underside of his friends cock. he then pressed light kisses against the head, flicking his tongue out to dig into his tip ever so slightly.
"fuck george...feels so good..you're so good"
george tried to refrain from grinning, the praise he was getting drove him crazy. he dragged his hand along his own stomach and down his sweats to touch himself, stroking from the base to the tip of his cock slowly.
but he also wanted to do everything he could to make dream feel good, so he decided to give him a surprise.
he closed his hot lips around dreams tip, and went all the way down until georges nose was buried in short pubes. dream threw his head back with a moan at the sudden warmth, dragging his hand into georges hair, to stroke the dark locks between his fingers
george slipped his tongue around the blond's large cock, almost choking on the length. he made sure to get enough saliva around it to make it easier to blow him. moments later george started bobbing his head, muffled whines sending vibrations through dream.
george sucked his cheeks in, bringing more pressure against dreams cock, making him moan again. george rubbed his thumb over his own slit, gathering pre-cum to use as lube. he used his other hand to pull down his sweats to give him more exposure and room.
george pulled away for air for a moment, jerking dream and himself off in the meantime. he once again closed his lips around the tip, this time just sucking harshly. dream threw his head back in pleasure, letting out a loud moan. "fuck baby 'm gonna cum like this"
baby. baby. the word replayed in georges head like a record player until he thought he might go insane, every replay making him more and more turned on, pushing himself desperately more onto dreams leaking prick. he tugged on his own cock, trying to pull himself closer to his orgasm.
he kept going down on dream, then he could taste more pre-cum. the taste was salty, but george liked it. especially knowing who it'd came from.
dreams grip in his hair tightened, forcing him down onto his length to take it fully, hitting the back of his throat. dream moaned more and more as he felt a pool of arousal form deep in his stomach, knowing if this carried on he would be cumming down georges throat.
george slowed his pace, humming gently as he took the younger mans length. he through for a moment, pulling off with a sickening 'pop'. he let go of his own boner for a moment to ask something of dream. though he didn't know what answer to expect.
"clay.." he began, "can you fuck me?"
the sentence was said with too much innocence to be that sexual. dream groaned.
"fuck yes i can" he said with a breathy laugh. george was relieved he hadn't said no.
"do you have lube?", dream began, "or would you prefer if i ate you out and used my spit as lube"
george almost moaned at those words, the way he sounded so warm in his tone, but spoke thickly, yet sweet. dream was literally honey.
george definitely wanted the second option, but felt like he would be rude asking for it. instead he let out a short whine in response.
"use your words baby"
george clenched his teeth to hold in the moan he so desperately wanted to let out.
"fuck" george inhaled, "second one"
dream decided to egg it on, winding george up.
"you want me to eat you out? you want me to lick around your tight ass and fuck you with my tongue?"
george whined, "yes fuck yes please"
dream grinned, he knew he'd done what he aimed to because georges cheeks were flushed pink all the way down to his neck.
dream held george from under his armpits, pulling him upwards to sit on his lap again. he kicked off his sweats and boxers completely, making it easier to move around.
dream tugged on the rim of georges shirt, showing he wanted it off. george immediately realised and pulled it off over his head, exposing his pale body to dream. dream gasped. his nipples were soft and pink, he had little to no tummy, but he wasn't too skinny. his chest had minimal hair and he had a visible happy trail leading from his belly button, then into the hidden bounds of his sweats.
but the most visible part about george was how pale he was. his skin was soft and almost as white as snow, he was so fucking beautiful.
george noticed the staring
"like what you see?" he said sarcastically.
dream was knocked out of his trance, responding with a confused face and a nod. george shook his head lightheartedly.
dreams hands explored his body eagerly, feeling every dip and curve of the man. his hands lead down to georges sweats, pulling them down. he wanted to see if georges dick was as pretty as the rest of him. george helped him, swiping them off as fast as he could, leaving him in tight grey boxers. dream let his finger drag along georges clothed boner, stopping at the elastic that clung to his hips.
his thumb fiddled with it, trying to make george desperate by being annoyingly teasing. he hooked his thumbs around the material, and pulled it forwards, before just letting it snap back to its original place. george was too desperate now. he pushed his boxers down, letting his hard cock slap against his stomach.
fuck
dream was right. his dick really was as beautiful as the rest of him. it looked around 6 inches, it was pretty and pink, going slightly red at the tip. a few thin veins ran up it, blueish coloured. his balls were soft and sized perfectly in proportion to his dick.
george couldn't help but rub at the forming pre-cum, and smother it over his whole cock. dream couldn't handle it anymore. one of his hands slid to georges erection, stroking it slowly, the other was placed against his chest, his thumb rubbing circling his puffy nipples.
george let out a whimper, of course he had sensitive nipples. dream enjoyed these noises. he started licking at georges other nipple, sucking and nibbling on it.
"clay.. fuck" george breathed, moving closer to his source of pleasure.
dream pulled george's hips forwards more until their cocks met, at first just bumping together, until dream look it further and wrapped his single hand around their cocks together. he rubbed them against each other, georges soft wet tip dripping over the both of them. dream picked it all up with his thumb, spreading it around their dicks. george moaned, the feeling was too much.
dream dragged his tip along the underside of georges length, smearing a trail of pre-cum that shone from the light of the tv. george gripped dreams shoulders, he felt like he was gonna cum any moment. until dream stopped.
george whined at the sudden loss of contact, wondering what dream was thinking of doing next. dream laughed through his nose, his hands gripping georges ass, playing with it like play dough. he raised his hand a little to slap down on georges ass cheek, making him whimper.
"george" dream started, "get on your hands and knees, there" dream signified to the empty sofa spot next to him. george did so immediately, arching his back, and pushing his ass upwards as a nice display for dream.
dream removed his shirt, throwing it to the floor with the rest of the piled clothes that were completely useless now. dream was regularly built. you could see faint outlines of abs, but they weren't exactly defined. he was fairly tanned, i mean he did live in florida, and he had almost no hair on his torso. he turned a look back at george, and my god.
dream could almost cum at the sight. georges perfect ass was round and plump, perfect for eating out. sat there all pretty and ready for dream. he stopped for a moment to ask george something.
"have you ever been eaten out"
george hummed, "no.."
dream smiled widely. he was gonna be the first person to do this to george, he was gonna be the first to lick against his hole, the first to fuck him with his tongue.
"baby you're gonna love this" he said softly
georges heart dropped. what was it with dream and calling him that damn name. he wasn't complaining, of course, it was so hot.
george inhaled sharply when he felt something warm and wet press against his asshole. he felt two large hands spreading his cheeks and immediately embraced for the feeling. dream pressed his tongue into george almost immediately, not going too far in because he didn't wanna hurt the brunet.
george was too desperate, he started pushing back onto dream. dream noticed this and started burying his tongue deep into george.
"oh fuckkk fuck clay" george moaned. his dick twitched, this feeling was something he wanted to treasure forever.
"fuck.. clay" george gained confidence, "i need your cock.. ngh in me" he managed to just about get a sentence out
dream didn't know georges sexual side much, but he knew george could get embarrassed and turned on extremely easily, and he'd also let slip he had a degrading kink. so dream decided he would start trying this out. he separated his mouth with george's ass.
"are you a slut for my cock?" dream asked, reaching over to grab a fistful of hair, "are you a slut for my cock george?"
george moaned, biting his lip
"yes" he responded short and snappy.
dream kissed georges back, sucking gently along his spine.
"i bet you jerk off thinking about my cock don't you"
george whined, “yes- fuck yes i do”
"i bet you cum to the thought of me fucking you senseless, like a dirty bitch"
george was pushing his ass back desperately, in need for dreams touch.
"fuck i bet you finger yourself and pretend it's me don't you. filthy"
george couldn't take it anymore, he grabbed his dick and started jerking himself off at a fast pace. dream noticed, and stopped him. he pushed georges ass upwards and spat on his hole.
"clay just. fuck me. i don't need prep just. fuck" george was almost in pain from how much he needed to be full.
dream lined himself up with george, and prodded the head of his throbbing cock against george. georges hips shook unstabely , pushing back on the blond to try and get him further into him.
dream gave in and pushed in, his eyes sliding shut immediately at the overwhelming feeling. it felt too fucking good. george was so tight, and so small, he was perfect. georges eyes rolled back, mouth falling open. he didn't notice drool slipping from his swollen lips.
tears pricked george's eyes, it didn't hurt as much as he'd expected but it did a bit. but he really didn't care about that because he felt so fucking good. dream could almost cum from the sensation of georges walls stretching around his cock, it felt so soft and slippery, fuck.
dream didn't hesitate to start moving, his hand pressing down on georges back. the pre-cum forming from dreams dick helped ease the process also. the room was filled with lewd noises, georges moans bouncing around the room and back to dream.
he gripped onto georges hips, hard enough to leave bruises. just what george liked.
physical marks.
dream quickened his pace, his cock slamming harder into his best friend.
'best friend'. i'd didn't seem right. of course they were fucking but it always felt somewhat more than that. there was a deep connection between them, a lot of hidden feelings for each other, and the sexual needs were finally being resolved.
dream stopped to spin george around. he wanted to see how pretty he looked when he was getting fucked hard in the ass. how his face contorted in the most beautiful ways.
"now i can see you better" dream grinned. george almost wanted to cover his face. it felt too exposing.
"be as loud as you can" dream added, "i want to hear you"
george whimpered, he wanted to be loud for dream, he would do anything for dream. fuck he needed dream so badly. dream pushed back into him, the new angle allowing dream to graze his prostate.
"ah ah fuck clay" george almost shouted, this felt too good. dreams length filled him, it felt so perfect. he wanted to be fucked so hard he couldn't walk the next day.
"fuck don't- don't go easy" george stuttered
dream wasn't exactly being gentle, but george letting him know he could be a bit more rough on him made him so excited. he started thrusting deeper, almost pulling all the way out before pushing so deep inside him. georges mouth was fixed in a '0' shape, his breathing speeding up.
“fuck clay so good”
george wanted to scream his name, he wanted the world to hear him. to know who he belonged to in that moment.
dream angled towards his prostate again, hitting it violently with every thrust.
“fuck clay.. keep.. ‘m so close” george could hardly form a sentence, it felt too good, he wanted dream to cum inside him, fuck him so hard his ass was dripping with cum.
“hah fuck- clay fill me up- fuck please”
dream could only grunt in response, he was biting his lip hard enough to draw blood. the sight of george, moaning his name, begging for him to cum in him, whimpering all because of his cock.
“fuck baby..” dream moaned, “i’m gonna- fuck-“
dream sped up at an inhuman speed, cumming hard and deep into george with a loud moan. he gripped george’s thighs with such force it would leave him bruised for days. george wrapped his fingers around his dick, finishing himself off with a few last blows.
high pitched whines filled the room as george came immediately, especially from the feeling of dream releasing so deep inside him. he pulled out, and left him dripping from his hole. georges cum was spattered up his torso and as far up as his chin.
dream had never witnessed something so beautiful. his best friend whimpering his name, cumming all over himself, gasping for breath. he stared at his work with pride and shock.
“fuck.. clay that was amazing” george lay on his back panting
“yeah..” dream agreed, leaning down to lick up the cum from georges spill.
george gasped, but stayed relaxed as dream licked him clean. georges cock was still twitching, he was tired out but he felt so happy.
“hey do you wanna go shower?” dream asked, pulling george into a gentle embrace. george smiled into dreams chest, breath slowly turning back to normal.
“i think that would be good”
dream looked at george through messed up hair, smiling down at the man he had just had sex with like he was the only person in the world. because to him he was. he planted a short sweet peck on his lips, and climbed off of him.
he held his hand out for george to grab hold of it, and they went to shower.
*after because i can’t be bothered to write about the showerr*
“hey george, would you wanna sleep in the same bed tonight?” dream suggested, he didn’t wanna seem pushy incase he didn’t want to, although they had just had sex together butt naked in the living room.
“you think i’d say no to that?” george laughed
dream brushed his hand over georges hair, kissing him on the top of the head. his hair was still wet and smelt of shampoo.
“well no, but”
george laughed a breathy laugh, pulling dream close to him so they were stood hugging in the hallway in their towels.
“can i ask you something?” dream asked quietly, voice soft against georges ear.
“yeah?” george replied back quietly
“would you wanna maybe go on a date some time?”
george snorted, “of course idiot, we just had sex on the sofa and you think i won’t go for dinner with you?”
his voice was clearly laced with sarcasm, dream giggled.
“you’re so-“ dream sighed lovingly, “i love you”
george kisses dreams shoulder since it was the only thing level with his face that he could kiss.
“i love you too”
dream cradled the smaller boy in his arms, wishing to stay with this guy forever.
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