George hurried inside, bringing the package into his bedroom. Dream was out right now- checking the merch quality or something like that. He took a box cutter and opened up the package, giddy like a child on Christmas morning.
He set aside the box cutter and reached inside the box, pulling out a vibrant red mini skirt. Well, he couldn't see the redness, but that's what the website had advertised it as. George set them aside and reached back inside, pulling out a lacy red shelf bra.
They were supposed to support the lower half of the breasts, and this particular pair exposed the nipples. Of course, George didn't have tits that needed supporting, so he had to find a brand that could make AA cup bras for him. It was one of the smallest sizes, since A cups still left some space between his chest and the fabric.
The bra itself was sheer, with lace detail on the edges. It was very well made- the lace wasn't scratchy and the fabric was soft and comfortable. George placed it on top of the skirt and reached inside, pulling out a pair of red stockings.
The sheer red stockings matched with the rest of the outfit. It wasn't too fancy, there was lace detailing on the hems of the socks. The fabric was high quality and soft, comfortable.
George grinned ear to ear as he set down the stockings and pulled out his favorite thing from his bundle - a pair of lacy red panties.
They weren't just any old plain pair though- these panties were crotchless. Two strips of fabric replaced the crotch of the panties, creating a slit or a hole. It ran from the front of the panties all the way to the back. The lace, like the bra, was soft and comfy, and the fabric was sheer.
Of course, he hadn't spent his own money on these goodies. It was all out of Dream's bank account, but he had taken care to do it in a way that wouldn't show up on his card. That would ruin the surprise, after all.
George hurriedly stripped out of his clothes, shimmying the panties up his legs. The sides of the panties sat high on his hips, and his soft cock was completely bare. The hole in the panties ran from his cock all the way to his ass, giving a good view of his round ass.
He checked himself out in the mirror before sliding the socks on. They hugged his thighs nicely, leaving a little pudge near the tops. Next, the bra. It was skimpy and small, and his nipples just barely peeked out from the tops of the lace.
George excitedly put on the last article of clothing - the mini skirt. The lace of the panties peeked out from the waistband. He turned around, bending over slightly. The skirt rode up a bit and exposed his ass - perfect. He spun around happily, giggling to himself. He felt pretty, all dolled up. He couldn't see the red fabric but he knew that his fans had said that red looked good on him.
The brunet heard the front door close, and he hurried to his closet and grabbed a red hoodie from a hanger. He pulled it over his head, checking his appearance in the mirror. He ruffled his hair last second, making it fluffy and messy. "Dream!" He rushed out into the living room to see his boyfriend.
"Hey Georgie, did you miss me?" Dream chuckled, leaning down and kissing him gently on the lips. He pulled away, smiling at him. "You look good in that, baby." He pulled George closer, squeezing his hip.
"Thank you." He kissed the blond, wrapping his arms around his neck. "I got it for you, Dreamie." George loved how small and delicate he felt in Dream's arms. It made him feel safe. And also aroused. He loved the thought that Dream could just manhandle him as he pleased, pin him down easily.
"I appreciate it." Dream kissed him again, longer this time. "What are you thinking about, babe? Your cheeks are getting a little red." He teased, rocking back and forth with the brunet.
George rolled his eyes at him, shaking his head. "It's nothing." He disentangled himself from Dream's arms. "Take off your shoes and put your stuff away. I'll be in our room, I have a surprise for you. Don't take too long, okay?" He got on his tippy toes to kiss him again, smiling as he scampered back to his room, shutting the door behind him. He could feel Dream's ravenous eyes on his back. Dream didn't know what kind of surprise he had, but he was already eager.
With that, he made their bed neater, so it looked better with him laying atop it. He pulled their lovingly well-used bottle of lube from the nightstand and placed it to the side. His red hoodie was discarded on the floor. George laid back against the pillows, getting comfortable. He palmed himself through his skirt a little, sighing softly and getting a bit hard.
George had to will himself to pull his hand away, patiently waiting on the bed. He checked himself out in the mirror- conveniently placed right in front of their bed.
He looked good enough to eat, if he had to say so himself.
Dream opened up their bedroom door, and shut it behind him. "You have a surprise for me?" He asked, climbing onto the bed between George's thighs. He rubbed his palms over his inner thighs, leaning down to kiss him.
George melted into the kiss, keening at how big Dream's hands were. God, they practically covered his thighs. "Mhm.. Move, I can't show it to you like this." He murmured, placing a hand on his chest and gently pushing.
Dream sat back, intrigued by whatever his boyfriend's surprise would be.
George gave him a coy look before turning onto his hands and knees, arching his back. His miniskirt rode up, revealing his skimpy panties as he raised his ass in the air, shaking it a little to entice the blond.
"You like?" He asked, shooting him a glance. He flushed, seeing Dream's predatory eyes rake over his body.
"You got this for me, babe?" He ran his hands over George's plump ass, squeezing in appreciation. "God, you look good." He pressed his thumbs between his cheeks and pulled them apart, exposing his tight pink hole. George spread his knees apart. They hadn't done it in nearly a week because they'd been so busy, and this sight was enough to make Dream's pants tight.
After all, who could resist the sight of such a pretty boy on his knees for them, spreading himself like a meal to feast on?
"Mm, thank you Dreamie.." George whispered, breath hitching when Dream spat onto his hole. The blond watched the spit trail down his entrance and to his perineum before leaning down and dragging his hot wet tongue over the rim, making George gasp and clench down.
Dream delivered a swift smack to his ass, making him jolt and whimper. "Relax or you won't get anything." He muttered threateningly, flattening his tongue as he lapped at his tight entrance. George mewled, trying to stay as pliant as he could.
After a while of warming him up, he pressed his tongue inside the brunet's ass. "Mm..!" George gasped, his breathing getting a little heavier as he got filled by Dream's tongue.
He hummed, pushing his tongue around and licking at his insides. George tasted clean and he was completely smooth down here. Dream appreciated the efforts George put into this by beginning to fuck him open on his tongue.
He moaned, pushing his hips back slightly. Dream's grip tightened almost bruisingly on his hips, not letting him move an inch. Only letting him take whatever was given to him. He pushed his tongue as deep as he could, feeling George's walls clamp down before relaxing.
"Mmm, fuck, Dream..!" He gasped, grasping at their navy blue bedsheets. "S- So good, fuck.." Dream's tongue thrusted in and out of his hole, loosening him up and making him wet.
After a few minutes he pulled his tongue out, slicking up his fingers. George swallowed thickly as he looked back, arousal pooling in his gut at the thought of Dream's fingers inside of him. He had a thing for Dream's hands, couldn't stop thinking about them whenever they fucked. His hands were veiny, fingers deliciously thick. A digit quickly pushed inside the brunet, making him keen at the sensation.
"Mm, Dreamiee.." He whined, wiggling his hips a little in desperation. "More, please... I can take it." Dream roughly pushed in a second finger, making George moan shamelessly. "Fuck! Your f- fingers are so fucking huge..!" His fingers were so much thicker than George's own.
George gasped when Dream started tugging at his nipples through the sheer lace barely covering his chest, pushing his chest into his touch. His fingers scissored inside of his tight hole, stretching it until he could fit in a third.
"Mmgh..!! Fuck..!" He cursed loudly, tightening around Dream's fingers. His head was suddenly yanked back by a strong grip on his hair.
"Loosen up a little, whore."
George whined, trying to relax around Dream's thick fingers. They finally sunk in all the way, making him moan out as they began pumping inside of him. "Mm, p- please.." His neck was starting to ache a little. Dream let go, letting his head fall forward again.
His free hand found its way back to George's chest, toying with the rosy buds and creating small sparks of pleasure for him. "You like my fingers, baby?" He cooed, working him open. George nodded, gasping and mewling. He let out a strained yelp of pleasure. "A- Ah..! Right, right there!"
Dream found the angle to hit his prostate, merciless as he thrusted his fingers against it. George's moans became louder and needier, his cock drooling precum between his thighs. He wanted to reach down, touch himself, but his arms felt wobbly. He slid down to his elbows, whining breathily as his lover's fingers pressed into his prostate and stretched him.
George gripped onto the sheets tight, furrowing his brows. He shut his eyes, letting out a broken curse as Dream began pushing in a fourth finger. He could never get used to being stretched so wide when they fucked. "Dreamie..." He whispered, attempting to relax around the blond's digits. "Please.."
Dream hummed to himself, fucking his fingers in. He wasn't being rough now, by any means. Rather, he was quick and methodical with the way he was stretching him, unforgiving with his relentless thrusts against his prostate. George's wanton moans became louder, more desperate.
"Please, please..!" He gasped, digging his nails into the sheets. "Dream, 'm gonna come..!" George shuddered, tensing as he got closer. He whimpered as Dream's fingers pulled out of him, leaving him hard and leaking. "Please..." He nudged his hips up, sinking down to his chest on the bed and making his back arch beautifully.
Dream hummed, wiping his fingers off and snapping the band of George's panties against his hips, making him help. "God, you look so pretty, baby." He murmured, sliding his hands up George's body. He tugged his bra down slightly, exposing his pink nipples so he could roll them around his fingers.
George mewled softly, pressing his chest into his hands more. A bright flush covered his cheeks and down his neck to his chest. He shook his hips a little, trying to entice his lover. "Dreamie.. want you to fuck me.. please." He buried his face in the sheets. "Please." He repeated, spreading his legs more.
Dream chuckled and leaned down, nuzzling his throat and grinding his hips down into him. "You want my cock?" He whispered into his ear, making the brunet shiver in delight and nod. "Want me to stuff you full, slut?"
God, Dream was huge, he covered the entirety of his back. George let out a needy sound, pushing his hips back against Dream's hard on. He moaned out loud at how thick he felt even through his pants. "Please, want your cock so bad!" He grinded back against him, keening at the low groan in his ear.
Dream leaned back, grabbing the lube and undoing his pants. George bit his lip, feeling all hot knowing that he was basically naked, desperate and spread out for Dream, who was still completely clothed.
Dream tugged his dick out of his boxers and slicked himself up, nudging the fat head at George's hole.
His breath hitched, subconsciously arching his back more to accommodate his boyfriend. "Say pretty please, baby." Dream said, teasing at his hole. He sunk the tip in slightly, making George gasp, before pulling away.
George whimpered, getting a bit teary. "Dream, p- please- ah-" He stuttered on his words as Dream pushed the tip back in, a little further, stretching him again. Dream's cock was thick all around, fat and solid. Not to mention the length of it, god.
He cried softly when the blond pulled back out, sniffling as a tear rolled down his cheek. "Are you crying, baby? Needy to get filled?" Dream hummed, kissing his cheek. He wrapped his huge hands around George's thin waist. "It's okay, baby, I'll give you what you need."
George choked on a sound as Dream shoved the entirety of his huge cock inside of him, cumming onto the sheets at the mere pressure inside him. He shuddered through his orgasm, shaking slightly as he came down from his high, gasping softly.
"You came just from me putting it in? Whore." George keened at the degrading words, his cock softening after his orgasm.
He didn't get a chance to rest or catch his breath. The wind was knocked out of him when Dream pulled out to the tip and slammed back in. "Fuck!!" George cried out, his hole spasming around his dick. He was oversensitive, still reeling from that thrust when Dream began fucking him hard.
"A- Ah-! Dream, please, oh-" He sobbed, clawing at the bed. He squirmed to no avail, strong hands pinning his hips in place. Tears stained their pillowcase as George pushed his face down into it, muffling his loud, filthy moans. He whimpered as Dream gripped onto his hair and pulled, preventing him from muffling his sounds.
George's eyes rolled back when the hand that was in his hair moved to his throat and squeezed. He felt a stab of arousal, because oh god, his hands were so huge, they covered his neck completely. His dick began hardening painfully, still sensitive from coming minutes before.
Dream groaned, choking George with one hand whilst the other held his hips in place. His lover's pretty red skirt was stained with cum, and the back was flipped up so he had a nice view of his ass, and how his fat dick was stretching him open.
He wetted his lips with his tongue, hips snapping into George. The sound of skin smacking against skin filled the air, along with George's choked moans. He let go of his neck, possessiveness flaring in his chest upon seeing the bruises blooming on his neck. He squeezed his waist tighter, making him whimper in an attempt to leave big, hand shaped bruises on his little toy.
George's dick fully hardened again, swinging slightly from the force of Dream's thrusts. His cheeks were completely flushed, breathing heavy. He still coherent enough to whimper when Dream slowed down and grinded his meaty cock into his hole, hips pressed flush against each other.
George bit his lip to stifle a moan, dazed and feeling almost too full as Dream grinded hard into him without pulling out even an inch. His dick throbbed at the thought of Dream being able to pin him down and fuck him silly, at the thought of his giant, strong hands gripping at his waist. He let out a debauched moan when Dream grinded deep into him, thighs trembling when the head of his cock brushed over his prostate.
"Oh?" Dream noticed.
George whimpered, knowing that he was going to be absolutely wrecked after tonight.
He mentally prepared himself as Dream dragged his cock out and angled himself. Still, he couldn't help the shaky wail he let out when Dream nailed his prostate on the first try. He would've fallen onto his stomach from the sheer force of it, if Dream hadn't been holding him up by the hips.
Dream set up a brutal pace, rough and hard and way too fast- George let out a sudden scream, cut off as his breath was punched out of him with each ruthless thrust. His ass and the backs of his thighs were becoming red and bruised from Dream repeatedly slamming into him. Heat pooled in George's gut as his walls fluttered around his cock, clenching down in a futile attempt to slow him. Still, Dream was undeterred, plowing into him with no effort on his end.
George moaned thickly, choking on a gasp as Dream pushed down on his back, forcing him to arch more. It pressed his thick cock deeper into him, and George whimpered at the sight beneath him. His flat stomach was bulging - his skin distended each time Dream pushed in. "D- Dreamie-" He whined, quivering and his dick throbbing at the sight.
Dream nuzzled against George's jawline. "Dreamie-" George shakily gripped one of his lover's hands, pulling it weakly to his lower belly. Dream bit his lip as he pressed onto the bulge, making George gasp. The blond's hand pressing down created a delicious pressure inside of him, combined with the constant abuse to his prostate, making him cum all over the sheets.
Dream pulled out, licking his lips at the pretty sight of George's reddened, raw hole. His lover slumped, worn out. "I'm not done yet baby, cmere." He scooped him up with ease, ignoring his little whimper as he situated himself on the edge of the bed, in front of their mirror. "Look at you, baby, all pretty for me." George looked at himself in the mirror- his expression was fucked out, his cheeks red. The front of his skirt was soiled with his seed, the straps of his bra slipping down.
Dream slipped his hands under George's knees, pushing them up and exposing his used hole through his crotchless panties. George's cheeks burned with shame at the way his hole was gaping, clenching around the air. "Watch." Dream commanded, guiding his cock back into him. George moaned, eyes locked onto the place where they were connected. His ass was split open by Dream's massive dick, way too sensitive for him not to cry out as he was stuffed full.
George had tears from overstimulation running down his cheeks, writhing in Dream's iron grip. His lover shifted before beginning to jackhammer into him, making his eyes roll back into his head as his prostate was pounded. White hot pleasure flooded his senses, his nerves on fire as he was fucked open on Dream's length. He dug his nails into his lover's arms, toes curling and thighs shaking. His mouth was open, cries of pleasure spilling out.
"Just a bit longer, baby.." He muttered into George's hair, groaning as he plunged deep into him erratically. George's mind was whiting out from the pleasure, eyes shiny with tears as he let out strangled, pleasured screams. His voice was getting rough and scratchy, his cock red and painfully hard again. They didn't always go this long, but it had been a while and they were both a bit pent up.
Dream's hand found it's way to George's cock, wrapping around it and beginning a merciless pace. George wailed loudly at the friction, hips bucking up involuntarily. He was screaming himself hoarse as Dream rubbed his thumb over his sensitive tip, still brutal as he crushed his prostate with the weight of his solid cock.
George came dry, his walls spasming around Dream's dick as he shook through his orgasm. Dream fucked him through and past it, soothing him with kisses to his neck even as he was sadistically rubbing the tip of his cock with his rough fingers and pounding his ass. George sobbed helplessly, weakly gripping at Dream's wrist. "Please-" He begged, tears blurring his vision. Dream turned George's head and pulled him into a rough kiss, all teeth and tongue.
George whimpered into the kiss, crying out as Dream went faster, chasing his orgasm and snapping his hips up hard. George clenched tight as he came dry again. It was near painful, with Dream's calloused fingers rubbing at his slit. He sobbed loudly, writhing. Just as he thought it was about to become too much for him, Dream's hips stuttered and he thrust in hard, balls deep inside of him. George could see the bulge in his stomach in the mirror, through his teary eyes.
Thick, hot cum flooded his ass, making George shiver. Dream huffed out a breath, kissing George's shoulder gently. "Was I too rough, baby?" He asked softly, rubbing the bruises on his hips. George winced slightly. He took a moment to catch his breath. "A little.. But it's okay, I liked it." He murmured. His voice was raw and croaky from screaming. He turned his head and kissed Dream sweetly before closing his eyes and slumping against his chest. He was completely exhausted.
"Don't go to sleep yet, George." Dream said, running his hand through his lover's hair and massaging his scalp. "You want me to plug you up?" He asked, receiving a tired nod in response. He rolled them over, gently pressing George into the bed as he pulled out of his gaping hole. Cum dripped down, and he scooped it up and pushed his fingers back inside. George whimpered softly, tightening around him.
Dream chuckled and pulled his fingers out. "Don't go making pretty sounds like that, I might get hard again." He teased, opening the bedside drawer and pulling out a thick buttplug. It was only just thicker than his cock, so that it wouldn't slip out.
"Oh, fuck off." George groaned, burying his face in the sheets. He sucked in a breath as Dream pressed the thick plug into him, face scrunching up at the stimulation. "Hurry up." Dream rolled his eyes and pushed it in fast, making George swear. "I'm gonna clean you up and get you some water and a snack, okay? Then you can sleep for however long you want." He assured him, rubbing his back soothingly.
George sighed at the feeling, relaxing. "Mmkay.." Dream went to the kitchen and poured some water, grabbing a light and easy snack, along with a towel from a closet. He came back and helped him drink, cleaning him up as George snacked on the food. "Feeling better?" He asked, cleaning up the bed while George curled up on the cozy chair in the room. "Mhm.."
He helped George out of the soiled skirt and the lingerie, tossing them in a laundry basket to wash later. But for now, he carried George into bed with him and cuddled, sleeping peacefully.
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