DNF Fanfic seggy

Seggy time with a dilf

Georgy porgy was very high. Dream wasn't sober but wasn't drunk. George was already getting a little boner from wating dream pole dance all night. It was 3 am and they were at heavy beat nightclub with a bunch of stoners. There was alcohol spilled on the floor and flashing lights. Overcrowded dancing people getting freaky on the dance floor and the occasional sober woman getting harassed at the bar.

George had decided to grab clay and pull him outside and away from the people who where watching the party from outside the gates in amazement. It felt like the high-school party of the year. Nobody was looking as he pushed dream into a quite corner and threw him against a wall. "You make me so horny dream" the high boy stuttered and leaned in hovering his lips against clays. They leaned in close and kissed viciously as they slammed each other against a wall. The dogs barking from doors down the street in the back ground and the sound of cars hitting small children made the mood romantically aesthetic and made dream horny. He loved the sound of small kids being crushed under car tires...

The way dream turned his head as a drunk man smashed a bottle beside them "get a rooooom"

Dream brushed his right thigh against georges boner and loud music played faintly in the background. Geirge sighed and mounted his thigh and started grinding on it. They didn't care that a drunk man had just seen them make out, all they wanted was eachother. The loud sound of sloppy kisses was almost all the boys needed to push them over the edge.

George grabbed the bottom rim of dreams shirt and pushed it over his head, breaking contact with lips before smashing them together like a ferocious wave. Dream was bare back against the wall and still slapping his mouth against georges as he took of his Button up shirt and slid it down his sweaty arms. Dream unbundled his belt and geirge did the same. The two in complete concentration and privacy was unnecessary for the two lovers. Dreams trousers dropped below his knees and george palmed his boxers with his mildly soggy hand. Dreams pre- cum had made a wet patch through his dark gray pants, making them a shade of black. Georges jeans were unbuttoned and stripped down by dream almost emedately after.

The two lovebirds stood both almost completely nude. They couldn't be parted. Magnetised together. The sounds of intoxicated white folk arguing and prostitutes ordering taxis for them and their hook ups and soon to be drunk in an ally the next morning.

The pare reaked of alcohol but neither cared. George slid down clays sweaty body and pulled down clays boxers and pulled out his hard member. George licked a thick line king stripe down his thick disco stick. Dream face fucked his pet thst was drooling all over his long member.

After a while of George swalling almost a litre of dreams precum.