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DreamNotFound(lime)

The walls in Dream and George's house are very thin, you know.

Clay knows what George is doing. Hell, he's known what George is doing for the past half hour or so. George, his roommate, best friend, and crush, were in fact, jacking off in the room next to him.

Clay didn't really know what to do if we're being honest, all he knew is that he was hard beyond belief and that he absolutely loved the noises coming out of George's mouth. Every little gasp, every moan, and every whimper that he had obviously failed from keeping in, they only spurred on Clay's imagination further. Images of the brunette flashing across his mind every other second. Whether it be George's plump and cherry lips wrapped around his throbbing erection, or perhaps George fucking himself on Clay's cock, his entire brain was filled with *George* ,*George* , *George*, until at one point he couldn't take it anymore. As Clay finally managed to get out of his pile of pillows and blankets and began to silently walk closer to George's room, his thoughts began to clear a little,

"what if he doesn't like me back?" Or "What if he doesn't want to be friends anymore after this, why can't I just jack off alone in my room? And Jesus Christ what's taking him so fucking long?"

Are the words that began to swim across his brain. But all those things were put on pause as he heard a hushed "Clay, please, *there*" coming from the older boys' room.

Clay finally worked up the courage and slowly opened up the door to find George not jacking off, but instead fucking himself with what looked like a vibrating dildo. George still hadn't noticed the taller boy, too focused on the pure ecstasy he was feeling and still desperately chasing his high. In the beginning he had tried to keep quiet, just looking for a way to get off after waking from his sleep with a raging hard on. But by now he was practically screaming out moans and such with no care for his best friend a room over or his neighbors, for that matter. In fact he still hadn't even thought of the fact that Clay would be able to hear him, much less that he would act on it. After all, they were just, "best friends"... Right? Though perhaps George's only thought process while harshly fucking himself with a vibrator being Clay might say otherwise.

George was close, he could tell by the familiar feeling tugging at his gut, he wanted, no, needed, to cum. In fact, he had been trying to reach his orgasm for the past 10 minutes or so, but he was just missing something to push him over the edge. That something, he knew, was Clay, but he wouldn't let himself admit that. George was so lost in thought that he almost didn't notice a tall figure lurking closer to him, *almost*.

What once were lust-filled, hooded eyes snapped open in an instant, only to re-focus on the very man he had just been thinking of, Clay. George was beyond embarrassed, blood quickly rushing to his cheeks as he tried, and ultimately failed, to cover himself and turn off the vibrator, only managing to turn it to its lowest setting.

"Why, um, why are you in here, Clay?" He finally managed to stutter out between breaths. "Oh nothing, just thought I'd go for a midnight walk, thought I'd ask you to join me, but, it seems your a bit preoccupied, am I right?" George resisted the urge to roll his eyes at that. "Sarcastic as ever I see?" Clay smirked despite being *incredibly* nervous. "You know it, baby." George shuddered, *baby?* Fuck, that shouldn't have been so hot. Clay spoke again, "Now, do you want me to help you with that, or do you want to carry on for another half hour?" George said nothing this time, instead just nodding and moving so he was on his back with his head resting against his pillows and his legs spread slightly.

Boy, was he in for a fun night.

Lmao you thought they was finna fuck on the first chapter
-MrLoverMan