《mcyt smutshots》Pictures (AwesamDream)
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Top/Dom: Sam
Bottom/Sub: Dream
Dream has been in prison for about 2 or 3 months now and Sam was honestly really tired of him. Dream kept teasing and being all touchy with Sam whenever he went in his cell to give him food.
"Hey Saaaaammy~!" Dream would say. He would hop on his back and try to get Sam to pick him up like a child or would always poke at him and try and get his attention.
Sam would always leave the cell annoyed. He hated Dream so much and didn't want to deal with him anymore.
One day, Sam was sitting in the security room looking at the cameras he placed in the cell. Dream was just sitting there, eating potatoes and sometimes writing in the books. Other times he would be walking around or staring at the wall.
This day, Sam didn't bother to look closely at the camera since Dream would just be doing the same things. He was on his phone scrolling through twitter, looking at Fanart when he got a notification from a random number.
"Hey pretty boy ;)" The message read. Sam clicked on it. He couldn't identify who the number belonged to. He started typing back.
"Who is this?" He messaged back. A minute later the mysterious person read the message and started typing. Sam waited in anticipation.
"Someone you know." The person replied. Sam started thinking of people who would text him. Ponk? No, Ponk doesn't usually text he mainly calls if he needs something. Foolish? No, Foolish wouldn't text like this.
Then who could it be? He hesitated to answer. He thought about everyone in the SMP but they came up not making sense.
Sam started typing. "Tell me who this is or I'm blocking you." Sam sent the message and waited for a responce. The person started typing immediately.
"Ok ok geez. I'll give you a hint." The person sent. They started typing again. "Poke."
Sam was confused. He thought about everyone again and tried to think of poke as the key word in these thoughts. He came across Dream and thought about it. He doubted it for a second but them remembered that Dream always pokes him.
His eyes widened and his heart sank. He looked up at the cameras and saw Dream sitting cross legged on a phone. He stood up and slammed his hands on his desk. "WHAT?!"
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How did Dream get a phone? When did he get one? These and a bunch of other questions were running through Sams head. He grabbed his trident and went to Dreams cell. When he got to the lava part, he grew impatient. The lava finally went down and he crossed on the bridge.
Dream was still on the floor looking down at the phone. His head shot up when he heard Sams boots clicking against the obsidian floor. He looked at Sam as he walked towards him. He stood up and backed away.
Sam grabbed Dreams arm, in which the phone was in, and snatched the phone away. He threw him on the floor and walked away across the bridge. Dream was left there, stunned.
Sam marched back to the security room and threw the phone on the desk. He was still really confused as to how Dream acquired a phone, especially when no one has visited in a few days.
Sam sighed and sat down in his chair. He picked up the phone and turned it on. It didn't seem to have a passcode so he just pressed the home button and it went to the home screen.
He scrolled through the screen trying to find anything suspicious. He found messages and clicked on it. The screen pulled up his and Dreams messages from before. He rolled his eyes and clicked the back arrow to see if he texted anyone else. He seemed to be the only contact.
He pressed the home button and scrolled again. He came across a photo album app. He clicked on it and was immediately bombarded with...inappropriate pictures. Of who? Dream.
They were pictures of his bare lower region and of him doing...things to himself.
Sams face flushed a deep red. He panicked and almost dropped the phone resulting in him accidentally clicking on one of the photos. It was a photo of Dreams bare torso. Sam caught a quick glance of it before turning off the phone and frantically trying to put it on the desk.
He covered his face with his hands and groaned.
"Oh my god..." Sam was embarrassed. he didn't expect that at all. He took a minute to compose himself and slowly grabbed the phone. He turned it on and was immediately greeted with the same picture, he stared and examined it.
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Dream was holding his shirt up by his mouth and his bare torso was showing. Sam cleared his throat and swiped left. The second photo was of Dream cock. Sam jumped in surprise and turned the phone away from him. His face was red and his hand was over his mouth.
He looked up at the security cameras and saw Dream just sitting there. He squinted in confusion.
He slowly turned the phone back around and looked at the picture from afar. He slowly brought the phone closer to his face as he examined it. He felt his face get hot. His crotch area felt hot too.
He shifted in his chair and groaned. He swiped left again and was met with a video. He clicked the play button and saw Dream with his ass in the air, fingering himself. Sam turned up the volume and heard Dreams moans. They were loud and high pitched.
"When the hell was this?" Sam thought. As the video went on, Dreams moans got louder and his fingers thrusted faster. His body was squirming and shaking with pleasure.
Sam squeezed his thighs together and shifted in his seat. He mindlessly brought his hand down to his crotch and started rubbing himself through his jeans. He let out a shaky breath as he continued watching.
Dreams moans desperate and whiny which Sam found appealing. His prison pants were out of frame and but his shirt was still on. It was slightly drifting up his torso because of the position he was in.
Sam slightly thrusted into his palm and made a low groan. His heart rate picked up and his breathing became heavy.
The video suddenly stopped. Sam stopped palming himself and put the phone down. He took off his gas mask and placed it on the desk. His erection was pressed up against his pants making them uncomfortable on him. He unbuttoned them and pulled his cock out.
He reached for the phone and swiped left again and found another video. It was of Dream jerking off in front of the phone. His legs were open with his knees bend and in the air. His prison pants were still on but they were unbuttoned to where his cock could be seen.
Dream full face was in frame and he was looking dead into the camera. Sam found this way too hot and started quickly jerking himself off.
As he watched the video, he gradually jerked himself faster and let his groans spill out. He leaned his head back and listened to Dream sweet sounds that's spilled from his lips.
A line of drill escaped his mouth as he lowly moaned. The video stopped and he snapped his head up. He kept swiping left until he found another video. This video was of Dream fingering himself in front of the camera. His face was out of frame but his neck could be seen.
Sam felt himself become close. He started pumping his hand faster trying desperately to chase his orgasm.
"Ah~! Fuck~! Mmh~!" Dream moaned in the video. Sam came within seconds of him feeling close. He let out a low moan as he came.
He stopped moving his hand and sat there, breathing heavily. He looked at the phone and saw that the video had stopped. He blinked slowly and looked at the cameras. Dream was still sitting there doing nothing. He frowned and tucked his cock back in his pants, zipping them up.
He put his mask back on, got his trident and went to Dreams cell. He went past the lava part and arrived in the cell. Dream looked up at him and saw him holding the phone.
Sam was looking down at Dream who slowly stood up. "Hey Saaaam~" Dream cooed. Sam blushed and looked away. He held the phone out in front of Dream, who looked stunned that he was being given the phone.
He looked up at Sam who was looking at him with, flustered. Dream took the phone in his hands and Sam turned back and left the cell.
Dream was confused. He opened the phone and was immediately met with his video. His eyes widened but then softened as he knew what Sam was doing with it. A grin grew on his lips.
He was definitely going to make more videos.
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i hope you guys enjoyed this one! i decided to do another AwesamDream because why not
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