Chapter 4: Daydreams are powerful.
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Royce
Could you imagine our babies...well I mean we can't have any but I mean if we could. What color eyes would they have, hazel or green? How pretty would they be, me pretty or Brady pretty. Oh my god but what if we can have babies!
What if Brady has a v****a and a uterus and everything? Oh my god that would be the best! Wait...wait...wait...oh my god. What the f**k Royce? Are you fantasizing about him in English?
...oh god I am. It's gotten bad really fast...but I like to think about him, I love to. It's better than English so I might as well continue.
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"Alright...I've put the kids to sleep." Brady sighed as he walked into our room. He looked so tired. "Hey Baba?" I asked and got his attention. "Huh?" He responded tiredly as he took his baby droll soaked shirt off and threw it in the washing basket.
"Do you want a break?" I asked and he froze before turning to look at me with watery eyes. "W-what?" He said, his voice cracking. My heart shattered as I realized how that sounded. "I mean from the kids Sweetie not each other." I said making him sigh in relief.
He walked to the bed in his pajama shirt looking more than ready for bed. "It's a nice thought but who would take care of them?" He asked as he got into bed. I got in myself and cuddled with my husband, giving him the extra warmth he needed.
"Melissa, your reliable brother, my parents, your parents, Jacob." I suggested. "Mmm it could happen but then who would I spend all day babying?" He asked tiredly. "You could baby me." I whispered making him chuckle. "I don't baby my supply of hot s*x, sorry." He whispered back with humor in his tone.
"Oh, I'm hurt." I said faking sadness. We chuckled softly before simply breathing in sync. "Oh god I love you." He whispered. I smiled. "I love you too Braid." I whispered back.
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Oh Jesus we'd make such good parents, it would be great. So great.
"Royce, are you okay?" Someone asked me, snapping me out of my daydream state. I hummed in response, still stuck in my daydream. The same someone tapped my shoulder and I finally "woke up". "Dude are you okay?" Daniel, one of my friends, asked.
"Yea yea just fantasizing." I said as I packed up my stuff like the rest of the class. "About what?" He asked. I smiled and looked to the second row then the fourth table, where my king sat. "Brady." I sighed happily.
"Wow, that boy is driving you nuts." Dan said as he patted my back. "He is...do you think I should go old school, like first date old school?" I asked. "He does seem like the type to be into that sorta thing and maybe he'll see how bad you want him." Dan responded.
"And if he doesn't?" I asked, more myself than him. "It's worth a shot and besides it won't be the first time he shoots you down." Dan chuckled making me give him a death stare. "Listen, just try." He said before turning to talk to some girl.
I was going to take his advice but not now, now I wanted to go home and use my brain to my advantage.
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He's so beautiful, oh so f*****g beautiful. His pretty hazel eyes, his light brown creamy skin, his curly hair, his slim figure...his everything. He's so beautiful.
"Hey!" He screamed in my face getting me out of my trance. "Mr Tracy I don't appreciate you falling asleep in my class." He said as he walked behind me. He put his hands on my shoulders and ran then down to my chest. "But thankfully I know how to wake you up." He whispered sexily into my ear.
Suddenly I was standing and he was in front of me. He started to unbutton my shirt and once he'd finished he took it off before going to my pants. "Mmm, am I waking you up sweetie?" He asked. I nodded as I struggled to keep my breathing in order. He chuckled deviously before kissing my neck making me moan.
He pulled away from me and was naked but not only that, he was hard too. He moved around to the teachers desk...or rather his desk and bent over it, showing me his perfect ass. "f**k me Mr Tracy, or I'll give you detention." He said as he shook his ass from side to side slowly and in a hypnotizing manner.
I thrusted into him and continued to f**k him as hard as I could, moaning and grunting in nothing but pleasure. His walls were so tight around my member that he was practically begging for an early release.
And he got it. "Royce!" He screamed in lust and pleasure as I came inside him. I breathed heavily as I felt him tighten around me, God I loved this.
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I opened my eyes and breathed heavily. I took my hand off from around my now flaccid member. I got out of bed and went to my bathroom to take a shower. And I couldn't resist touching myself to the thought of Brady and I did again.
I'm a sucker for pleasure, what can I say?
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