(Dreamnotfound) Smutshots

Summer visit

George goes to florida to see dream. Will their friendship turn into something more? We will never know lol.

I feel like this is gonna suck but who cares

Dreams age is 21 and Gogy is 24

TW: knife play, praise kink, sex? Gayness
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Gogy POV

I stared out the plane window, my headphones loudly playing in my ears.

"Sometimes, all I think about is you
Late nights in the middle of June
Heat waves been faking me out
Can't make you happier now"

Heatwaves, how ironic...

Clay drifted into my mind,

"I just wonder what you're dreaming of"

I couldn't wait to see him

We didn't usually get to see each other.

The rest of the plane ride was a blur, getting off the plane, security. As I walked out of the doors, I saw Clay standing there, a white piece of poster paper in him hands, "HI GEORGE!!" Was written in big bold letters on it in magic marker. Little star stickers stuck around my name.

Joy filled me and I ran towards him, dropping my suitcase and throwing my body onto his, wrapping my arms around his wide shoulders, making him gasp.

"Clay!" I yelled happily,
"Gogy!"

We hugged for a moment or two, his body heat felt nice against me.

Clay POV

George practically threw himself at me, we embraced for a bit. I could smell his cologne, it was technically just Axe, but god it smelled good.

He soon put his head into the crook of my neck, sending a shiver through my body. I took a sharp breath that I think he would notice. I felt heat pool in my stomach, spreading downward. I shook my head, pushing the sensation away, gently lifting George off of me.

'Did that just turn me on?' I thought to myself

"We should get going now"
'I really don't wanna think about that'

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Gogy POV

We sat in Clays car, driving through the Florida traffic. The bright lights whizzing by us. The sky was still dark, stars speckling it. Like little pin holes in the night sky.

When we hugged, Clays sweater smelled like cigarette smoke, it was oddly comforting.

'It's kinda sexy...Like the dream I had last night...' I didn't want to think about it but I couldn't stop replaying it in my head

The thought of him pushing me down...he grabbed at my thighs

I bit my lip, and crossed my legs.

He used a knife to make gentle scratchs in my skin. The sting made me so fucking hard. The blade poked through my skin, making a small amount of blood dripped down.

I pushed my body closer to the doors of Clays car, hoping he wouldn't notice the fact I was blushing, or that I was incredibly aroused.

He put his hands on my chest and held my body down. He pushed inside of me, roughly grabbing my hips.

I practically moaned at the thought of it, taking in a sharp breath.

"You ok George?" Clays sweet voice came