It was a normal saturday in our what nick likes to call it "trap house"Me and clay decided to play minecraft in his room. After a few minutes of collecting materials in game, we started to do pvp. i lost the first round and groaned as my computer screen showed the death note. Clay looked over at me almost in surprise. "george you sounded like you were moaning." Dream thought about it for minute. he always had liked george, but hearing him "moan" had sent him sky high. Dream wanted to hear it over and over. He looked over at george, who had started regathering materials and placed his hand on his inner thigh. "George."

George looked even more surprised then clay did. He looked up to see clay smirking at him with eyes of lust. "C-clay." "George. I've been wanting to say this for so fucking long. I love you so much george." The words barely processed through his head before he was on top of dreams lap. "I-i love you too dream. You have no idea how much i've wanted this."

Clay begins to kiss george, begging for entry of his mouth. He bites george's lip, leaving his mouth to drop open and giving dream enough time to slip his tongue in. "I want to keep hearing you like when you died george." george lifted his hands up around dreams neck as he started to move down george's. "George." dream said, stopping in his tracks. "do you want to do this?" george couldn't speak, or didn't want to, but he nodded his head vigorously. dream picked george up and set him where he was just sitting in his gaming chair. Clay got up and locked the door, knowing sapnap would probably bust in if he didn't. He walked back over to george. "Strip slut." clay said commandingly. George undressed leaving him only in his boxers, his erecetion growing by the second. "Do anything i say huh? you must really want this whore." He opened up a box he had underneath his desk to pull out lube and handcuffs. "hands up." George listened as clay handcuffed his hands behind his chair. "God look at you. Practically begging for this aren't you. George spread open his legs as clay ripped of his boxers.

"This will be fun~" dream bent down and started taking george's length in. george's moans filled the room. "Vocal aren't we?" Clay started to bob his head, causing george to moan in pleasure. George started to buck his hips with clays head movements. "oh clay i've always fantasized of this moment.", george moaned out while clay fastened his pace. Clay retracted his mouth, leaving a trail of saliva from george's tip to clays lips. clay began to unbotton his pants. "up george" clay sat down in his chair, george momentarily on the desk. " Keep the cuffs on slut or i won't go easy.

George didn't want him to go easy though. He wanted to not be able to walk for the next week. He wanted to be filled with clay. George began to fiddle with the lock on the cuffs and soon enough got one off. "oops."

clay looked up to george, seeing a smirk on his face and one side of the cuffs dangling away from his wrist. "Jesus your such a slut." Clay pulled george into his lap, then lining up with his hole. "Good luck now whore. you don't get lube." George began to worry now. he wanted to be fucked, but he was now afraid of the pain. He slowly lowered onto clays member, tears already staring to form in his eyes. As he finally got the full thing in, clay didn't waste any time to start pounding into the older male. "Fuck george if i would've known it would feel this good i would've fucked you a long time ago."

clay began to quicken his pace. George dug his nails into his shoulders, moaning into clays neck. Tears streamed down his face. "Clay i'm close." george whispered. " Don't cum until i say slut. clay began to pound into george even harder. "c-clay i'm really close," george said again in between moans. By now george felt like he was being split in half, but he needed to stay strong enough to cum when he was told to. "ready cum slut?"

"y-yeah" "1" george moaned as clay thrusts began to slow. "2" "3" the last pound was the hardest clay went, cumming into george. george cummed all on to clays shirt,pants, and his own stomach. Clay pulled out of george, cum leaking from his ass. "god i was waiting so long for that george." "m-me too." george struggled to even get up, waddling his way over to clays bed. "i love you so much george," clay said buckling his belt again. "but you did ruin my shirt." george slipped into a sweater and sweats clay had thrown to him. as clay began to walk downstairs, he saw horrified faces. sapnap, tommy, tubbo and wilbur all sat on the couch looking at the stairs. "children go outside." Tubbo scurried outside, not making eye contact. "CLAY WHAT THE FUUUUUUU-" tommy shouted before being dragged outside by tubbo. He heard he bedroom door open to see george stumbling down the stairs. he looked over to the living room, then to clay. "you've got to be kidding me," he said, blush overcoming his face. "i swear to fucking god if i have to suffer through that again your both dead." said sap. " THE CHILDREN YOU FUCKING DUMBASSES." yelled wilbur. "actually," dream said with with a smirk, already thinking of a stupid remark for wilburs statement. "george prefers to be called slut." "THATS IT IM GONNA START STABBING SHIT."

"STAY OUTSIDE TOMATHY."