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reasons why chapter 8 was long:

-I want it to be

-this chapter is short

-why do you ask questions

ok that last one might not have been a reason but......enjoy Thayer's dream!

(p.s. this whole chapter is Thayer's dream tbh)

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I bit my lip. Micah's lips on my neck were making me moan. I slid my hand down his chest and pull at his shirt. He stop, lifts his arms up and I take it off. He places his hands at the back of my head. When his lips reach mine I melt.

His hands tracked down my pants and he gave them a tug. Ever so fluently, I slid them off too. Micah pushed me on my back, then laid on too of me. His face inched towards my body.

Micah smiled against my skin and then bit down hard enough to leave a mark, and I thrust against him, tangling my fingers into Micah's blonde hair. In that position, I was able to lean forward and lick the shell of Micah's ear.

I stared at Micah's chest. It was tanned and lightly muscled like mine, but it was so different at the same time. I had never looked at another man's chest before, not on purpose anyway, and was surprised to find that i liked what I saw. So, I pulled Micah back down and pressed our naked chests together, gasping as our skin came into contact.

After an eternity of teasing, I sat up and shoved both of my hands down the back of Micah's pajamas and boxers and grabbed his ass, groaning as our erections pressed together. Micah moaned against my neck and encouraged, I tentatively cupped Micah through the thin material of his boxers. He was hot and hard and I could hardly believe I was touching someone else this way. I started rubbing Micah's cock slowly though the material enjoying the sounds that Micah was panting into neck.

I quickly shucked his pajamas off, and flipped Micah on to his back to straddle him, taking advantage of catching him momentarily off guard. Micah looked up at me, as I was holding myself up with arms on either side of Micah's head. His hair was sticking out at crazy angles, and his eyes were so dark only tiny rings of blue could be seen around the pupil. He was panting and sweaty, and I couldn't look away. I leaned forward and kissed Micah gently on the mouth, the movement causing our cocks to slide together between our bodies. We both gasped, and Micah deepened the kiss, grabbing my neck and encouraging me forward.

"Can I?" I asked against Micah's mouth, sliding a hand down his chest.

"Oh god, please," Micah moaned.

"Thayer! You are going to be late for school! Lets go!" Micah said. No not Micah. MY MOM. MY MOM! My mom? I check my bedside clock. 8:20 am. School started in ten minutes. Fuck school. Fuck my dream. God damn, I was going to fuck in my dream. I was going to fuck Micah! What. The. Fuck.

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