George trying on a skirt privately and Sapnap walks in... (Femboy George)
Sapnap x George.
It was a normal Saturday morning, only Clay and Sapnap had taken off to visit family over the holidays while George had decided to stay home for some alone time. It was rare that he could ever get any peace and quiet here after they had all moved in together, so despite missing his family, George ultimately settled on relaxing at home for the next week. All alone to do whatever he wanted.
It started off harmless, he would lay in bed and barely got out of it only to go to the bathroom or go pick up his door dash for food. It was the life for him. Totally normal. That is, until George was scrolling through Twitter and just happened to come across a weird image. An image of his, clearly photoshopped, but almost too real that it made him wonder. It made George think that what he saw didn't look so off-putting to him at all.
George layed in bed staring down the image of himself in a black golf skirt, short and showing off his slim legs. It was edited, he knew this, but George knew his own body, and he could tell by looking down at himself that it wouldn't look half bad. In fact, he knew it would look maybe a little too good. So as he sat there fascinated by the image, he got a terrible idea. Or maybe it was a terribly wonderful one. He didn't really know or care as he navigated over to a few apps over to begin the process of ordering it for himself.
"What the hell am I doing? I didn't actually just buy myself a damn skirt-." George spoke aloud, knowing well that nobody would hear him as he was still alone for another several more days. He stared down at the receipt. Turns out he really did buy the damn thing. It would be coming in only a couple days. That was fast. Too fast to make him change his mind about what he was about to do.
George moved back to his home page on the app, then swiftly before he could chicken out he was typing again. This time he wasn't sure where the idea came from as he searched for knee high socks, and ultimately ended up clicking a pretty pink pair. He didn't even hesitate when he bought them, along with several other intrusive items. George threw down his phone and didn't regret it at all. His only problem with the situation was one thing and one thing only;
He wished they would get there sooner for him.
•••
It was already the second day, George had it in mind that the daring items wouldn't be there until that very night, but when he went outside to take out the trash that morning and saw packages sitting at the doorstep, suddenly all of his nerves about the whole situation came out. He had really bought a skirt and socks to pair with it. He hadn't even remembered that he had payed for some fishnets and tinted lipstick too when he finally gained the courage to open the box tempting him.
He wanted to call someone, Dream or maybe even Sapnap to tell them what he had done to get their opinions on it, but George knew that they would only laugh and poke fun at him for doing such a thing. He had nobody to say anything about it to. All he could do was put away the sets and throw aside the box in his closet, never wanting to see them again. He would go along with his day like he hadn't been checking his front porch the past couple of days excitedly hoping for the package at all. But it was painfully the only reality of the situation.
•••
A couple days go by and George couldn't take his mind off of the box sitting teasingly in his closet even once. Sapnap and Dream would be home any day now, he would soon have his mind taken off of his bad choices after they were back. Those choices had quickly only just begun to truly annoy George. He had meant for the week to be filled with relaxing but instead he had not only wasted his money, but he had been stressing over everything too, all because of that small box.
Any box that George would see somehow managed to remind him of his mistake and how stupid it was. He could have just returned them, but he was much too stubborn and lazy for that.
Still with the box in mind, George got up from his bed and began his trip to the kitchen, suddenly noticing how starved he was. The first thing he grabs is some tea. It was in a box, of course. It shouldn't have annoyed him yet it did. George ignored it and moved over to the next cabinet full of foods.
Cereal. A box. Mac and cheese. A box. Noodles. A god damn box. Out of frustration George slams shut the pantry and goes for the fridge instead. Nothing but jugs and containers. No boxes. He grabs some bread, meat and cheese then makes himself a sandwich. He pretty much inhaled the thing the second it was made, not even bothering to make it to a chair to sit. He chugs down some juice and feels his lids getting heavier.
It was only the morning but he was already ready for a nap. And that was what he would do.
•••
George read his clock as he rolled over into bed with a groan. It was only 3 in the afternoon. He still had a whole day alone. He didn't know whether to be irked by the fact or not, knowing the other guys would still be elsewhere all day. He knew only one other thing could distract him enough to not think of what was bugging him so much and ultimately pulled his phone off his nightstand to do just that.
Out of shameful habit, George was typing in his usual videos he'd watch to get himself off. Just to distract himself, he thought as he clicked a video of two girls on top of eachother. They started off kissing, then one pushed the other down and went lower. George felt himself getting hard now as he watched them, but his eyes would wander. He shook his head and regained focus of the girls.
They were moaning, pathetically fake like. George always hated it when he would judge the videos on their acting, he couldn't do any better, but he wanted something real sounding. Not this. He was getting soft again the more that time passed and decided then to find a new video.
Scrolling past his home page, nothing was catching his eye. More girl on girl. Two girls and one guy. It was okay but it was so typical of him.
It was on the fifth video of two girls together that George chucked down his phone and threw his hands up to his face, fury getting the best of him. It was hopeless. Nothing was doing it for him like it usually did and George had no idea why. That is until his eyes wandered yet again, all the way over to find his closet. Of course.
That was when another cruel idea came to mind, just as bad as the other days. Georges phone was in his hands and opening again, then typing started. He wasn't sure what to type just yet, but the image was there, and just that image was starting up a massive fire inside him. Drinking down the anxious spit that had begun to fill his mouth now, George finally figured out what to type.
"Fuck- okay-." He began typing; "Femboy in fishnets" first, but hesitated to hit search. It wasn't enough, so quickly he added a lingering "gay" at the very end. Georges breath hitched as he searched finally and up came the searches. Admittedly, there weren't many that caught Georges eyes at first, but when he scrolled down a couple pages and saw more, he felt the flame burning inside him erupt into a tornado.
He clicked the first one he saw. A thin guy about his own size was kneeling on a bed, wearing long socks and a skirt just like George had in his closet only feet away, mocking him. The boy was moving his hands around his body longingly like it was just for Georges eyes only. Georges eyes trailed his body. It looked soft and fragile, and all too much like his own. He loved it so much. Then the scene cut and on the bed with him was another man.
George couldn't look away even for a second as the not much bigger man edged forward to the other boys body and began rubbing him. The smaller one simply gave way to the touch willingly, then suddenly he was bending down on his hands and knees on the bed for the other man. It was only seconds after that the skirt he was wearing was being lifted so the femboys ass was now fully visible. Georges hand not gripping his phone instantly clings to his hardness below.
He continued watching as the bigger guy reaches for a giant handful of his ass, then with a slap, a pleasant moan was heard from the femboy. George knew from just that how genuine and loved the sensation was to the smaller one, not fake like every other video he'd seen. It was enough to help George finally pull out his dick from his sweats. Moans are heard just seconds of not paying full attention to the video, and when George looks back he sees now that the top was now fingering the others ass softly.
It was amazing, and George never wanted to stop watching. He didn't want to cum just yet, so soon, but it was making George feel so many different amazing feelings he'd never felt before and almost couldn't help it. It was then that another of George many horrible thoughts occurred again. Only this time George welcomed it with open arms. Knowing he'd still want to watch the rest of the video later, George is careful to simply turn off his phone now as he gets up off his bed. Then he was heading to his closet for his bad idea.
He opens in with one shakey hand and grabs out the box that had not long ago been haunting him, now it was only intriguing to look at, and he only wanted it more. Still aching hard, George removes his clothes until totally naked. Standing alone in his room George goes for the box and tosses out all of the items onto his bed, grabbing the skirt first as he went for his body mirror.
Biting his lip in angst, George checks himself out. He was just naked now, and he knew it still looked good, but he was about to look breathtaking. Bending down, he slowly pulls up the black skirt around his hard dick, then he turns to the mirror again to observe. The picture wasn't what he was expecting, it was even better than that. He was so, so unbelievably right about how good he would look in it. His legs curving just right below it, his hips the perfect size to shape, and the way his cock lifted the skirt up ever so slightly from his hardness.
It was intoxicating even to George, he could only imagine how anyone else seeing him would react. Well, other than Dream or Sapnap. They would surely laugh. It was a good thing they were gone, leaving George to go on with his outfit.
Next George was walking back over to his bed and snatching up the socks excitedly. This time he sat on his bed and bent to put the pink accents on, sliding them up over his calves and knees slowly, as if putting on a show to a nonexistent person there with him. If only, he thought. If only someone were really actually watching him looking like this. This perfect.
He smirked to himself then walked over to his mirror once more, studying the pink socks with the black skirt. He almost hated how attracted he was to himself, but it simply reminded him of what he was watching on his phone that inspired this situation, and that only reminded him just how much he wanted to return to that. George was glimpsing at his body and what he had created in his mirror only one more time before he began his trip to his phone.
Getting to his phone was easy, then he was opening it to see the video paused and ready where he left it last, but before he can even get into bed, George was noticing something on the floor. It was the lipstick he bought. It had somehow rolled off. George knew he was missing something but didn't quite remember until just then and was throwing his phone back down to quickly to apply it.
He only has one chance to take a miniscule step when the door to his room flung open and in came someone George had no idea who yet. He was too scared to turn around. Why were they home so early? It could have been either Sapnap or Dream, at least he assumed so. Either way, they surely had noticed already and wouldn't put it past George. The voice that comes out was nothing but shocked, but George knew it was Sapnap immediately.
"Woah- I, uh- didn't mean to- I was just-." George doesn't turn around, but instead he was rushing to his bed and grabbing a blanket and wrapping up in it to hide the obvious outfit before Sapnap, as if it mattered at all. He had already seen all of George.
When he was fully covered, George finally turned to see a very red Sapnap backing away. He must have barged in halfway before he actually noticed what was going on.
"I didn't expect- I mean- I'm home early, I guess." Sapnap was simply clung on in embarrassment and shock again, and it only made George feel worse that he wasn't leaving yet, even with how obvious it was that he just wanted to be left alone at this point. Sapnap was simply frozen.
"Well no crap you came home early Sap. I see that already." George was letting his rage take control of the mess out of pure shame of what he had done here. It took Sapnap seeing everything to snap him out of it. What had he been doing here?
"Well don't get all angry with me. You should have locked your door or something." George was fast and firey with his words;
"What? You both were gone, I didn't think I'd need to! I was alone Sapnap!" Sapnap didn't look angry at all by Georges outburst, but George knew Sapnap would soon begin pointing out the obvious, making fun of George and his skirt and socks, but anger was all he could radiate to try and stop that from happening.
"I understand why you're upset, okay George? But you- you don't need to be. I won't judge you if this is what you're into." George was the next to be speechless. He wasn't even sure he was hearing Sapnap right anymore as he added;
"I just- wish you could have told me. Trusted me to accept you like this. Because I do George."
"This isn't me though- I don't-." Georges words were caught in his throat, hurting like the lies that they were. It didn't matter how embarrassed he felt right now, he still couldn't avoid just how good it felt to be dressed this way.
"Are you messing with me Sapnap?" Sapnaps eyes flicked up wondrously at George's almost admittance.
"Not at all. You're still just George no matter how you dress." Sapnap was no longer backing out of the room and now looking far less awkward as the two spoke.
"I didn't even know until, well, recently. So don't take it too personally." It felt weird to George to admit it, he wasn't one hundred percent sure if this really was him, or just some phase out of pure boredom. But for now it felt so right.
"I won't. I don't really know what to say. It's- I don't know. It's- nice." Nice? That was all he had to say about it? George held back a smile.
"Just nice?"
"I mean, I didn't get too good of a look at it. So yeah. Just nice for now." George heard the "for now" clear as day but was sure how to reply to it.
"You could show me if you wanted. So I can judge you better." Sapnap was quickly reiterating with shaking hands as he added hastily;
"Not actually judging you though- you know, just to see it better." George didn't care about any of that, he could only think about the clear fact that Sapnap obviously wanted to see more of him in his skirt.
"You want to- see more?" Sapnap only nods a yes, staring at George wrapped around his plain white blanket.
"Just for a second. Then you're out of here, alright?" He was only allowing this because he was no longer hard, thankfully, but that only lead George to wonder if Sapnap had seen just how hard he had been before. George shudders thinking about it and awaits an answer from Sapnap.
"Just a second. Deal." He didn't take down the blanket right away, he didn't know the right way to do it. Any way he did in his head felt unintentionally sexual towards Sapnap. Simply dropping it down should have worked just fine, but either way underneath was a shirtless George in a skirt and knee high pink socks, nothing like Sapnap was used to seeing. And dropping the blanket to see all of that made Georges gut flutter whether he wanted it or not.
"Well?" He's taken out of his trance by Sapnaps voice only closer this time. By Georges short moments gazing down at his feet under his blanket, Sapnap had moved at least a couple feet over to him, away from the door. It was enough to finally pull out an answer from George.
"Okay- sorry. I'm doing it." George has to close his eyes to be able to do it ultimately. The blanket drops and he knows he's finally standing their indecently exposed to Sapnaps dark gaze. George doesn't see it, he doesn't have to, but he can pretty much feel the way Sapnaps eyes stare holes into his bare body. Nobody says a word.
Sapnaps throat being cleared is what makes George open his eyes suddenly then, and what George sees is mesmerizing. No doubt had Sapnap gotten even closer than before, but not only that, he was reaching over for George. George only subtly backs away as Sapnap takes a hand to feel the bottom of Georges skirt between his finger tips.
"What are you- doing?" Sapnap doesn't move his nosy touch. He leaves it there as if George had asked him to do it. Sapnap only looks back up at the brunettes eyes and says;
"If this your first time putting this stuff on?" They had promised only seconds of this, then Sapnap would leave him be, but he was still stalling their time together.
"Yeah. I just got it a couple days ago." Sapnap nods. Only seconds, but neither were moving away from the other and George had no idea why. Soon it became minutes.
"What about that lipstick over there?" Sapnap finally let's go of the cotton skirt and George cranes his neck around to rediscover the lipstick he had been planning on grabbing before he was interrupted.
"Yeah. But I still haven't used it." Sapnap takes a step over then bends to grab it for George. He checks the tube out for a moment then he was turning back to George.
"You should try it too." George was too caught off guard to respond yet again, avoiding the intense eye contact Sapnap was giving.
"I don't really know how to put it on properly. I'm sure it would look funny. I'm not even sure why I got it in the first place." Sapnaps eyes finally fall to the pink stick and studies it longingly before taking off the lid and saying;
"I can help if you want? I used to do my mom's makeup for fun as a kid. I'm quite good." Nobody spoke another word, George just took in what was said like it was a different language.
"Here-." George never got the chance to say anything even if he wanted to, Sapnap was placing a hand on George's shoulder and softly lowering him down to sit on his bed, then Sapnap was down on his knees next to him and raising the tube up to his unsuspecting lips.
"It'll look good with the outfit. Trust me George." Georges eyes couldn't help but flutter closed again as Sapnap turned the lipstick, letting it twist out all the way to start applying it. The lipstick touched Georges lips and a pathetic feeling was arousing from under Georges skirt again, then even more when Sapnap placed a hand along his thigh for a more steady hand. The waxy line of rosy color was spread along George's lips strategically until there was no more movement.
"All done." It was a signal that Sapnap was done, an idiot could decode it, but George didn't move or even open his eyes. He truthfully didn't want Sapnap to stop the simple touch, but he knew he had to eventually. And that time had come too soon for Georges liking.
"Rub them together for me." George nods an okay and begins doing as Sapnap asked. He finally moves his lips to pucker them then moves them around to spread around the color evenly. As soon as he's done he feels Sapnaps hand move and leave his body completely, leaving a lonely sensation he absolutely dispised. All he saw was darkness and knew the second he opened his eyes he wouldn't see Sapnaps face there right in front if him anymore like he wanted.
He takes a cool breath and decides to open them, but is only met with a soft feeling against his newly applied lips. Out of surprise his eyes widen and he sees Sapnap still there right in front of him, and George finally knows what the gentle touch is coming from. Sapnaps lips are planted firmly against his own, kissing Georges color away. A hand trails up Georges naked side and makes it to his jaw and quickly pulls away faster than it all started.
It only lasted a few seconds, enough for George to be fully hard again, just as hard as when Sapnap first came in the room. Sapnaps lips were now shaded pink, barely enough to notice, but still visible. Sapnaps expression had changed significantly from curious to a bold curiosity now as he stares down Georges lips.
"You missed a spot. I- needed to fix it." Georges couldn't believe his ears, or Sapnaps horrendous lies.
"So you just- decided to kiss me?" Sapnap leans back enough to avoid touching George anymore then says nothing but a wordless nod. Unbelievable, is all George can even think just then.
"Wow. Okay." Sapnap was acting like what he just did wasn't anything to him at all. Like they didn't just kiss, as if they did it all the time. It was driving George crazy.
"Want to, um, see it?" George nodded an irritable yes at his friend and watched as Sapnap checked around in his pockets.
"Crap- I think I left my phone in my car. Here, I'll just use your camera-." Sapnap was quicker than George who was trying desperately to avoid Sapnap grabbing his phone, knowing damn well what he would find when he opened it. But he was there first and all it took was the touch of the screen for Sapnap to be seeing what George had been watching.
Sapnap was stretched over Georges bed, ogling the screen saying nothing. He leans back on his knees in front of George and finally looks back up into Georges red face.
"Looks like I walked into more than just one thing, huh?" Unbelievably, Sapnap was making a joke out of it. It was just like him too, but George was too embarrassed for any of his jokes.
"Just give it back. You weren't supposed to see that." Sapnap hands the phone back willingly with a smile spread deviously on his face now.
"Well I did. Just like I saw you in this-." Sapnap gestured to Georges outfit briefly only to notice Georges hands folded neatly across his lap suspiciously.
"I'm kinda glad I came back early." George shifts so his knees were no longer pointed towards Sapnap while also ignoring his eye contact and asks questioningly;
"And why's that?" George is completely oblivious to Sapnaps unmoving gaze on his skirt and doesn't realize when he pushes forward even closer now.
"Because I probably would have never known this George. He's- he's cute." Dark eyes meet and can't look away. They're both unable to deny anything any longer when Sapnaps eyes drop to find Georges legs, then up only slightly to find his skirt again, this time taking action on what he saw. Briskly Sapnap was sitting up and repositioning his hand on George's thigh again earning a sharp exhale after.
"Sapnap- you can't- you can't just say that." Sapnaps hand smooths around Georges thigh slowly, not moving too far just yet. And George doesn't try to stop him.
"Why not?" George let's out an exasperated sigh as Sapnap moves further into his inner leg then, letting his fingers slide ever so closer to him.
"Because- I might like it a little too much-." Both knew where this was headed, and nobody said a no, nobody wanted it to stop, George simply let Sapnaps fingers glide up to finally meet with what he wanted underneath his short little skirt. What Sapnap had wanted since he layed eyes on George. The minute he saw George standing there looking that good, perfect. Only Sapnap wanted to ruin that perfect little image and make something even better for himself.
"Might? I think you definitely do like it already Georgie." Georges head falls back when Sapnaps hand suddenly finds his hardness under his hands pressed down to hide himself. It didn't matter anymore, Sapnap already knew, already took initiative to find Georges cock under his skirt to take it in his hand. But Georges hands stayed put, holding down nervously as Sapnap rubbed a singular finger along his dripping head under his skirt.
Sapnap looks at the scene in front of him and loves what he sees. George nervously pushing down upon himself to hide what was already so painfully obvious, how hard he was in his beautiful skirt. It was all Sapnap never knew he needed from his best friend and was eager to blurt out;
"Fuck George, that's so pretty." George wasn't usually shy, but when it came to Sapnap he felt so, so intimidated by him. Especially now with him feeling around his exposed cock. George wanted the touch more than anything, but he wasn't sure how his cock would look paired with his skirt to Sapnap. What if he didn't like it?
"If you keep hiding like that it'll only make me want you more George. Let me see you paired with your new outfit." Speechless, George whimpers, still anxious about how Sapnap will approve of him out in the open, hating the idea of being rejected by someone like Sapnap. He wanted him so bad and would do anything to make it happen, and that meant showing him exactly what he wanted.
George shakily let's up slightly on his skirt, watching Sapnap nervously in front of him still on his knees, then finally let's up on the pressure completely. Sapnap retracts his hand and let's George do the rest at his own pace. Sapnap arguably enjoyed it this way even better. Watching George come out of his cocoon and become something Sapnap soon wouldn't be able to keep his hands off of.
"Stand up for me please." George does as he's asked and slowly rises from his bed, getting even taller than Sapnap now. Sapnap doesn't bother moving on his knees, he just watches as George stands there playing with his skirt. George picked this up from the video he had been watching. He would slowly trail up his own body and fumble with the fabric of his skirt, just teasing to show Sapnap what was underneath it. But not just yet.
Sapnap loved it and was quick to find the hardness in his pants below. George sees this and reaches his hand to grab himself too, careful not to reveal anything too much for Sapnap below him. As he watched Sapnap, he couldn't help but feel like he was actually the one in charge of this situation. Sapnap down on his knees and so low from George, making him look submissive and small compared to himself, even with being dressed this way.
Sapnap's still toying with his dick over his jeans watching Georges movements when suddenly George was taking his legs and lifting it over Sapnap. Sapnap studied every movement George made to take his pretty pink covered feet and press down onto his bulge to begin rubbing mercilessly.
Sapnap reacted almost instantly and was groaning low and desperately the harder George stepped down, totally submitting to Georges pleasure he gave.
"George- let me fuck you-." It was all Sapnap needed to say for George to be taking his heel off of his crotch and stepping back from him. Just as quick, Sapnap was standing up and unzipping his pants, then eagerly pulling them down along with his boxers. George hums a pleasurable noise at the sight and waits for Sapnaps next move.
"I can't believe I actually have you right now-." Sapnaps words shocked George so much that he could only stare and take it when Sapnap finally grabbed ahold of George then turned him around down on his bed. Bending George over, Sapnap brings a hand to smooth over Georges ass under his skirt. George was immediately reminded of the video again. Sapnap was the manlier guy in this position, while George would soon be the one to take everything he gave him. George wanted Sapnap to take him so bad it pained him. But that didn't stop him from being nervous.
"Please be gentle Sap. Okay?" George knew his limits, and Sapnap was definitely larger than he anticipated. That both excited and troubled him at the same time. Sapnap couldn't see Georges blushing face anymore, but he heard the infatuating way his voice moaned out his pleads for him. He still couldn't believe he was here with George, about to fuck him like he'd been dying to for so long.
Even before this version of George existed.
Sapnap didn't say a word to the bottom laying on his stomach just waiting for something, anything from him, when finally Sapnap snapped put of his fascination and was kneeling down again. He took two shakey hands and positioned them on each side of Georges ass, then he was slowly making way for a perfect view of his hole. Both couldn't control their moans anymore.
George resorted to any friction from the stalling then, and was soon lifting his hips back and forth, feeling his dick against his bed desperately now. Just waiting on Sapnap to do something. Sapnap saw the movements and absolutely drank in the sight and was finally ushering forward. Hovering above Georges hole, Sapnap spit a long bead of liquid until it landed perfectly on him, then Sapnap wasted not even another second to press in his middle finger.
A stuttering breath is already received from George and it doesn't give sign of seezing as Sapnap slides in and out faster now, taking in the pretty sounds.
"Want another one?" George was already feeling good just from one finger and knew more would only end this too soon, but George found himself confirming anyway;
"Please-." Just like that another was inserted, then soon after without question was another. George sung out in delight from Sapnaps slender fingers deep inside him. He was grinding down harder and rougher on his dripping fingers, feeling much too good. But George wanted more than just his fingers. And by the way Sapnap was pulling out suddenly, he knew they both wanted the same thing.
Sapnap was up on his feet again, smoothing over his cock with his lubed up finger just taken out of Georges ass. Nobody breathed as Sapnap edged closer, closer, until his dick was resting atop Georges ass, simply sliding back and forth in an attempt to ready George for what was about to come.
Georges hands reached up to spread himself for Sapnap just then and that was the signal he needed to be able to lower down to his perfectly tight hole and slowly push forward into his best friend. Georges cries filled the room, and damn nearly the whole house. If Dream were home he'd have already known of what was happening here in Georges room. But neither gave a shit.
Sapnap sunk all the way in George with a breathy sound and waited for an okay from his femboy to start up. Georges hands had stayed put on his own ass, holding open for Sapnap to see every thrust into him and he could finally do that when George whimpered;
"Fuck me Sapnap-." Sapnap didn't immediately go fast like he wanted, he was holding all of that need back, and instead was slowly moving in and out, wanting George to be the one to feel good over himself. He wanted George to be the one to paint all over his bed sheets first.
When he slowly begins all Sapnap hears are his pleasing cries, sounding almost nothing like George usually did. His voice was now higher and feminine sounding, and Sapnap ate it up more than anything.
"I'm gonna flip you over- I need to see your face-." George barely gets in a word when Sapnap was turning his limp body over, while pulling out in the process. All he saw now was a defenseless face that looked so familiar, then again not at all. George was laying there, legs up and waiting for Sapnap to fuck him some more, but all Sapnap could manage was to stare. His face was flushed and his lips had smeared like a beautiful art piece.
Sapnap is toying with himself as he watched the brunette longingly when George suddenly moves his own hand to tend to himself, just as rapidly feeling himself like Sapnap was. Sapnap takes this as an opportunity to finally lower down to his hole again and was slowly pushing back in. The face George made at the action was nothing but amazing.
"Faster Sapnap-." Not another word was needed and Sapnap was doing exactly that. Speeding up inside Georges ass while he stayed playing with himself just above, only adding to the pleasure of needing to cum already. The both of them were pathetically close but neither wanted the time to end, they wanted to be able to stare into eachothers dark tempting eyes, slack mouthed and leaking of moans for the other boy, loving every second together. It was heaven and neither could have anticipated just how well their bodies would work together.
"I want you to cum inside, okay?" Fuck, is all Sapnap can think, if George kept saying shit like that he would risk falling for the stupid brit. There was no way he wouldn't at that point. But maybe he was already there, he had felt more than friendship for years with George, but couldn't possibly act on it. Until now that is.
"Cum when I do. Spill it all for me Georgie-." George quickly refocused back into the important matter again. The simple fact that Sapnap was close, so close that even another word, or even look from George could set him off inside him. And he wanted that desperately. To be able to cum inside George and force him to take it all.
"I'm already-." Just as Sapnap had guessed, the second George spoke and was sending his head back onto his bed, Sapnap was cumming inside George, more than either could handle. George had never felt the sensation before in his life and it was all it took to be spilling down his own dick, onto his skirt and stomach for Sapnap to see every second.
Sapnap hadn't pulled out yet, still taking in the last feel of George for a second longer when he finally let himself slide out. Looking at what he created below, he watched as George pushed out all of Sapnaps cum, enjoying every drop that spilled out. Sapnap slapped his cock against his rim one last time and fell next to George on his bed with a giant exhale.
The two boys turned to watch the other with blushing grins spread across their guilty faces. Sapnap had been wrong about caring about George. He wasn't falling for him at all, because he already had long ago and was already butt crazy in love with the annoying boy. Sapnap was now staring into his deep brown eyes that were gawking at his own lips, pretty much begging through them for a kiss.
George shot up from his spot and was sitting on Sapnaps lap in an instant, leaning down to land a sloppy much needed kiss on Sapnap. The two were crazy for eachother and both knew they would have these secrets together for awhile. George would only let Sapnap know about how he dressed, and Sapnap would only be Georges. Nobody, not even Dream would know a thing.
Even if Dream had probably already heard the whole thing in the other room.