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The American Dream: My tongue intertwined with his. My mouth ingesting his neck, his ear, his adam's apple. His tongue trailing from my ear lobe to my collar. Little murmers emitting from my throat. I held his face and sucked his bottom lip. His tongue came through. Mine followed. They did a little dance together. Slow, then pumping. The American Dream: My head resting on his chest and hearing his heart beat. His hand streaming through my hair. The windows fogged-in from all the kissing. We decided to kiss until the sun rose. Practically had to peel apart with a shoe horn once it was 6:45 in the morning. The American Dream: Two boys kissing in a car and rolling half-shut eyes into their sockets.
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