🔥New tesla, New 'Friend'🔥

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Mr.beast x dream|sex on a car| mild smut | vanilla sex | crackhead energy |

After that interesting tweet, a week had passed and Mr.Beast still hasn't given Dream the lines he asked for. Thus, owing him a new Tesla. Dream messaged Mr. Beast exactly one week after, asking him about the Tesla. They set up a meeting, secluded from the public. And since Mr. Beast is extra and has too much money, he went all out, setting up his front lot for the Tesla, with a large banner saying Dream, and asking that Dream dressed up in something nice, but casual. Mr. Beast also sent him some new black shoes since he didn't want to make the video with Dream wearing those damn Nikes. The day finally came and everything was set up, Dream drove over without anyone knowing other than Jimmy himself, wearing black jeans, the new shoes Jimmy had got him, and a green hoodie that fit close to his body, sleeves rolled up. Jimmy greeted him with a hug, seeing that Dream had brought his mask, it was in his hand. "I see you brought the mask."

"Yeah, figured it'd be great for the video." Dream said with a casual smile. He looked over at the Tesla and beamed with excitement. "Holy shit! You actually got it!"

"Yep. Of course I did." Jimmy said, gesturing to the vehicle. "For the video, I'm gonna make it so that it's more cinematic than anything, with like some transitions showing the car, then showing you on the car, maybe sitting on the hood with your hands back and just vibin, then if you want we can talk a bit on recording and post it on Twitter, I wouldn't show your face or anything."

Dream nodded. "Sounds good." He smiled before walking on over to the car and sitting right on the hood, legs out infront of him and his hands back against the hood, looking up at the sky. "Something like this?"

"Yep, perfect. If you wanna strike some poses for the viewers then your more than welcome to." Jimmy said while setting up one of many cameras, double checking the angles before starting to record. Dream put on his mask, keeping his hood lowered. After a little bit of recording and deciding on some transitions and music, the two took a break and Dream decided to add in some extra scenes where he strikes some poses, meant as a joke. First he lay on the hood of the car head tilted slightly to the side, an arm on his stomach and the other by his side, one leg propped up. Jimmy filmed the shot from above, the camera moving to the side and the transition would make it have a fading effect into the next shot. Which would be Dream laying on the hood but on his stomach, both arms infront of him and his head lifted to look at the camera. Jimmy recorded the shot from where the side view mirror is, then making the angle higher into the transition. Dream would be lying if he said he didn't arch his back juusssttt a bit for those shots.

When done and Jimmy stopped recording, folding up the camera stands and putting each one into the required bags, handing Dream the keys so they could drive into Jimmy's garage for now. The two got back out of the car, exchanging friendly words and laughs. Dream went to the front of the car again and sat down while Jimmy pulled his phone out from his pocket and pressed record, the camera was pointed down at his shoes as he walked up to Dream who was now sitting on the hood normally, legs dangling a bit off the edge. "So Dream, how do you like it?"

"It's great! Love the color and the shape of it, the car. And uh, thank you, very much for this amazing vehicle." The camera was now, still pointed down, but showing Jimmy standing between Dreams legs, showing Dreams thighs as he lightly kicked his legs back and forth. Jimmy put a hand on one side of Dream, against the car.

"Yeah, well it definitely wasn't cheap." Jimmy said with a light sigh.

"Maybw you should have sent those lines sooner." Dream chuckled. "You're like... my sugar daddy now.
," He added, "...or something like that." Jimmy joined in the light chuckle, shifting slightly where he stood.

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