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Gnf Onlyfans - Pt3

Today his poem was a little different. He wasn’t thinking about his past or alone, he was feeling something different that sparked in him.

Touching you at midnight, as the moon's fire sets in my throat - I love you flesh into blossom - I made you—and take you made into me - But, do you want me as I want you? - Do you care as I care for you? - Sorrow—fills within me, like thorns on a vine - why? - Why did this happen? - For what you do to me - Provokes me to do things I shouldn’t do, - Like a wildfire - But, here I am now - writing for you - my love, my someone - I care within me, - my heart, - my spirit, - my soul, - I love you no matter what, - I love you

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TW: gnf porn (fingering/dildo)

For the past nights, George didn’t have time to stream on his onlyfans. He knew that he would have to make it up for his viewers, but he didn’t have time to think it through. He’s been too distracted hanging out with his friends, so he didn’t have as much time.

It was time for a change.

He told Sapnap that he wouldn’t be able to hang out. He said that he was “tired and feeling sick” and wanted to sleep some more. It was about 7:08 p.m., the perfect time to stream- well for him at least. He was setting his camera close to his bed.

He never showed his viewers his face and he never will. He just—doesn't like to show his face to many people. He just doesn’t.

He starts the stream like usual, wearing a short navy blue skirt with high knee white socks. He likes wearing skirts. He finds them nice to wear, plus he looks pretty hot in them too.

It shows off his beautiful curves and milky thighs. Now that's hot stuff.

He starts his stream and looks at chat before starting. His usual viewer wasn’t there. He started as usual, teasing his viewers by lifting up his shirt, revealing a bit of his uncovered skin.

He thought about his usual viewer, Dreamy, and also thought about Clay. George imagend Clays or/and Dreamys rough hand touching him. He could just come from that visual. He started to touch his member.

He has come on his pretty pink tip from his wild imagination. He started to move his hands slowly up and down his dick, imagining his hand were Clays or Dreamy’s. He moaned slightly and started to move his hand at a quicker pace.

George shifted himself, so he can show off his pretty pink hole to his viewers. Laying down and ass up, George pushed a finger inside his pink hole. Hw whined at the feeling of his finger inside him. As he added more fingers, the more pleasure George had.

George jerked his fingers giving him a spike of pleasure throughout his body. As he was moving his fingers his fingers slightly touched his prostate.

His pretty hole fluttered and clenched his fingers, not wanting to let go. He let out a lewd moan, which he knew made his chat go crazy. He felt pretty stretched and shifted his position. He had a dildo and some strawberry scented lube. (dont ask 💀)

He squirted some lube on his hand and lubed up the dildo that was green and was probably 9 ½ in. He then lifted himself onto the dildo lowering himself. He let out a pornographic moan as he rode the green dildo.

He imagined that it was Dreamy or Clays dick filling him up with no mercy. His moans became louder as he sped up his movement. His tongue lolled out as his eyes rolled back. His porcelain skin, now sweaty and pink, hair sticking to his face was such a sight, but unfortunately his chat couldn't get to see his hot and sexy face.

As George got closer, his movements became sloppier. A loud moan came out when George came. Panting, George slid off the dildo to look if there were any donations or just some interesting replies.

One donation stood out to George as he realized who it was from. Dreamy donated $100 “you did so good darlin :)” George smiled at the donation. His favorite viewer didn’t miss out after all. He said his farewells to his chat and ended his life.

His ass was sore from riding the dildo and didn’t want to clean up, so he left the mess. He checked what time it was. 7:48 p.m? Not bad timing He thought. He intended to stream late, so he would pass out immediately after, apparently he did.

He laid down and closed his eyes.

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!BUZZ! !BUZZ!

“Ugh, fuck off.” George reached his phone and turned off his alarm. He was still tired from yesterday. He continued to sleep for a couple more hours, until he got a phone call.

“Ughhh, what now!” “Hello?” George answered. “Um, Hi George, you feeling well?” It was Clay. He was confused why Clay was asking him if he was ok, until he realized he told Sapnap he wasn’t feeling well.

“Um, ya I guess I'm feeling a bit better. I'm just tired, that's all.” He was lying, but he guessed it was worth it. After all, he did stream on OnlyFans.
“Ok, that's good—um, do you need anything or I don't know something?” Clay asked. “Hmm, I don't need anything—I think, not sure to be honest.” George shrugged like If Clay was right in front of him.

“Oh, well, umm I kinda got you some things if you don't mind.” Genuinely, George didn’t think Clay would have been so thoughtful. Blush crept on his face while thinking about that.

“Um, that's very thoughtful Clay.” “You care about me more than Sapnap and Karl.” George giggles, followed by a chuckle from Clay.

“Guess so. Do I drop the stuff now—or some other day?” Clay asked. “You can drop it off now, if you want of course.” “It's not like I’m going anywhere anyways.” “Ok then, see you in 20.” “kay, bye”

George hung up after Clay said goodbye also. He groaned not knowing what to do. He still hasn’t cleaned his mess from yesterday and Clay will arrive in 20.

“Why is my life so complicated!” George groaned. He got up from his bed and took a quick shower. He changed quickly, so he can clean up his mess and put his equipment away. He finished in a few minutes and decided to go to his living room.

He had nothing to do since Clay hadn't arrived yet, so he ate some leftover food he had. George then heard the doorbell ring and he answered the door. “Hi.” Clay said smiling.

Gosh, George couldn't get enough of this man in front of him. His beautiful golden brown locks, his freckles, his eyes, oh what a sight.

“Hi.” George replied softly. “Come in.” Clay entered the house and placed the bags he brought in the kitchen. “George, I brought some food and medicine in the bag. I wasn’t sure if you needed anything else, but I got the essentials.”

He giggled at Clay. “You brought enough idiot, don’t worry.” He sat on the kitchen island, not knowing what to do. “So~, you wanna do something?” George asked. “I'm pretty much alone and I need company.” He smiled, as Clay looked at him like if he was a Greek God.

“Sure why not, I have nothing better to do anyways.” Clay responded with a sweet smile at the end.
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