It was love at first sight. George was fucking beautiful, he had brown fluffy hair, that looked recently cut, long slim arms, and body type. He was slightly taller than Sapnap and was British (Dreams' favorite thing about him). And gosh that British accent did something to Dream. The way words would come out of his mouth so smoothly and how they sounded so much more delicate. It was just a silly crush, of course, he just had met him. He couldn't fall in love with Sapnap's friend.
"Dream!" He got out of his thoughts to Sapnap yelling to him. There he was, at Quackity's party, Sapnap and George in front of him, George sticking his arm out for what looks like a handshake. He got back from his little world and, "Yeah, sorry. I just zoned out for a bit." He tried to sound excited, he was though, so excited to meet George.
"This is George!" Sapnap introduced him again, even though Dream knows and loves his name. George went again for that handshake, Dream gladly accepted and finally felt a piece of the handsome man. He felt soft as a cloud, oh shit, Dream was falling hard.
"Ok boys, I need to get my boyfriend before he spends the night throwing up, have fun!" Sapnap said before despairing into the sea of people and leaving the two boys alone.
"Do you want a drink?" Dream asked George. George seemed a little shy, maybe because of Dream, who knows?
"Yeah, let's get some," George said, making his way to the kitchen but before going into the middle of all those people, he clung into Dreams' arm and then guided both boys to the kitchen. The walk to the kitchen was full of people either making out and being in their way, some dancing around and almost falling over with their drinks falling to the floor, some flirting, and some just actually enjoying the party. Still, a concerning amount of people making out.
"I hate parties," George whispered, probably it was meant for no one to hear.
"Me too." Dream whispered in his ear. He felt the boy shiver as he whispered. Even with all the loud music, Dream was the loudest for George. That made George blush, something about the Dream made him blush.
They finally got to the kitchen island, where the drinks were. There were so many drinks and Dream wasn't very much of an alcohol gut, but George liked having some drinks once in a while, but nothing too strong. George, being the colorblind motherfucker that he is couldn't tell which drink was which "Which one is the strawberry vodka?", he asked, typical as it was what he always drank at Quackity's parties.
"Uh... This one." The blond pointed at the soft pink drink filled with ice and some strawberries.
"Thanks!" George thanked him before getting some of the drink for his cup. As he filled the cup Dream spent some of his time admiring the boy, he looked so angelic with every single move he made, Dream couldn't stop himself from staring. "You're staring." George teased, after taking a sip of his drink.
"Has anyone told you how pretty you are?" Dream didn't expect himself to be this forward.
"No one, unless you." It sounded like a tease by the way George said it. Like they were playing with fire, teasing each other until one of them would break.
"You're very pretty." Dream said again, this time smirking as George shyly smiled at him.
"You're not too bad yourself:" George winking, George fucking winked at Dream. The blond felt butterflies in his stomach from that. "What? Cat got your tongue?" George asked noticing how flustered Dream got. He was a tease but Dream knew a way to get that attitude out of him.
"You got me very flustered there. Is that your way to get me in bed?" Dream fired back. It looked like a dangerous game that would probably end up in rough sex on one of the guest's rooms or each other's apartments.
"Maybe... Or all do I need to say are the magic words?" George whispered, the loud music almost made Dream not hear it but in the middle of this Dream was all over George, everything in him was for George, he could worship this man he had just met and not get tired of it.
"Which are?" Dream smirked, it caught the other by surprise. He didn't expect the blond to hear it.
But as some of the shyness went away, George slowly went next to Dreams' ear. Dream could feel his heavy breathing go against him. "Please, fuck me." The brunette whispered in his ear, and as he got back from his position he had a shit-eating smirk on his face, Dream was now with the same expression. The tension between him and George was fucking killing him inside. The urge to take the pretty boy in his arms and kiss all over him, and fuck him whenever they wanted was bigger than him.
Dream handed George in hand, almost like in the Disney movies, George gladly accepted and let the blond lead him to the bathroom. Dream knew the house very well. They walked through a sea of people, drunk college students messily making out to people who have a college exam next week and should be studying. They opened the bathroom, and for their own sake, no one was there.
George made the first move, pushing Dream down to sit in the toilet and after getting on his lap. Dream was left surprised, the boldness had taken over George's body, he loved it.
"Touchy, aren't we?" Said Dream landed his hands on George's hip, helping him with the sudden grinding he had started. The movements feed into both of their hunger for each other, the background muffled songs from outside becoming their soundtrack to their new love story, as pleasure takes over them.
Dream was getting desperate to kiss George again, traveling his left hand from George's hip to his chin, lifting it and placing a soft lustful kiss on George's lips. The brunette kindly accepted the kiss and planted his hands on Dreams' golden locks and he deepen the kiss. It was all happening so fast. The blond thrust his hips up, making both boys moan at the sudden feeling of their dicks touching again and even more.
"I hope nobody catches us," George said as he broke the kiss to breathe, after placing his head on the crooks of Dreams' neck and leaving various kisses on hickeys. Already marking Dream as his.
"Don't you think we're getting too heated up to be here?" Dream asked, guiding George's hips harder and feeling the Brit wet lips on his neck.
"Have any better place in mind?" George asked.
"My place... Or yours? Your choice, princess." The fucking pet name and the way Dream said it mak«de Goerge bite his lip, is he falling for Dream?
"Your place," George said while tracing invisible lines of Dreams' chest.
"Then let's go, shall we?" George nodded as a response and both left the bathroom. The fresh hickeys on Dreams' neck and how poorly they hide their bones, obviusilly spoiled what they were doing in the bathroom if anyone has even noticed.
And the worse person, in this scenario, to come their way was coming their way. "I thought I had lost you guys!" Sapnap said, almost running to meet the couple again and not lose them. "Karl is about to throw up, so I'm gonna take him to his dorm and spent the night there, okay with you Dream?" Sapnap asked, he and Dream were best friends and roommates.
"Yeah, all good!" Dream didn't have to worry about Sapnap being with Karl for the night, he loved their relationship and wasn't going to be spending the night alone.
And before Sapnap was gone, he looked again to them and asked "George! Can I have your keys? I'll give them to you when you come back."
"Oh sure!" George said and after taking his keys out of his back pocket he handed them to Sapnap.
And as the situation couldn't get any better, "You spending the night somewhere, Gogy?" Sapnap asked, he already knew though, the hickeys on Dreams' neck and the way Dreams' hand was around George's waist, he just wanted to be sure.
"He's coming over..." Dream answered, Sapnap only smiled and left. "So you're Karl's cute roommate Sapnap and Karl were trynna get me with," Dream said as he connected the dots, "Well... he wasn't lying about Karl's roommate being cute." Dream spoke as they made their way to Dreams' car outside.
The car ride was calm. It looked like there weren't waiting to get to his dorm and touch all over each other. The hand on George's thigh gently caressed him, from time to time Dream would playfully squeeze it and rub circles on it. And besides that, George thought Dream driving with only one hand was hot. The silence was comfortable too, it felt like they did this every day, like they'd known each other for years. Felt like they were meant to be, at least Dream did.
As soon as the car stopped, Dream looked at George and smiled "Welcome to my humble abode!" He said as they got to Dreams' and Sapnaps dorm door, The door was decorated with smiley and fire stickers all around it. The door swings open to a normal-sized college dorm, a couch in the living room, a huge tv, and Playstion 4. The kitchen was normal with everything you need for a functional kitchen. Dream guided George to his room, his setup had LED lights all over it, and along with the ceiling, his bed had grey sheets and it was well made.
"I like your room," George said, Dreams' arms were carefully being wrapped around his small waist.
"Thanks, I like you." Dream whispered and George giggled.
Dream went for the brunette's neck, slowly and lovingly attacking it. George whimpered, that was his secret sweet spot "You like that huh?" Dream asked when George let out another small moan. Collarbones, Dream mentally reminded himself. He pinned Goerge around, now both facing each other, "Can I kiss you?" Dream asked, "Please do..." George said, it almost sounded like a whisper. And with that they were all over each other again.
The blond threw the pretty boy on the bed, ruining the well-made bed, getting on top of George. At least, for Dream, he was kissing Goerge with passion, not lie this was a quick fuck or a one-night stand. With George, he felt on cloud 9, and fuck, did he love that feeling.
George wandered his hands to the rem of Dreams' shirt, wanting it off, he slid his hands underneath and felt Dreams' slight abs. Till his hands got to the blond's erection, palming it through his jeans, "Fuck-" Dream groaned, George smirked at his reaction.
"You're big," George said, "it might hurt me.". He was teasing Dream but fucking hell it was so hot.
"Do you want to stop?" Dream genuinely asked, the last thing he wanted to do was hurt, George.
"No. I like the pain."
That made Dreams' heartbeat explode, this boy was gonna be the death of him.
George already knew Dream was gonna take good care of him, he felt it. The blond was so good at this, if George would ask to be manhandled, Dream would but he would be as gentle and aggressive as George liked. The best of both worlds.
The brit flipped them over, now being on top. He got down to the end of the bed, on his knees, yanking Dreams' jeans and boxers down to his knees. He drove his hand to Dreams' hard dick and painfully slow pumped the base of Dreams' cock. It was so hard it hit his stomach, the tip was red and dripping pre-cum, as soon George touched it George swore it twitched.
"Be as rough as you want," George said, getting ready to take Dream into his mouth and basically let dream fuck his throat.
"I don't wanna hurt you, though." Dream said, he truly doesn't wanna hurt his sweet boy.
"You won't," George reassured.
"Just let me know if it hurts, please." Dream said, George only nodded in response, after, he kitten-licked the tip and Dream groaned at the feeling. George knew he was doing good.
George took the tip into his mouth, still pumping the base, now at a faster pace. Spit mixed with pre-cum was already drooling out of George's mouth. Finally, Dream deiced to take what George gave him, he took the brunette's hair into his fist making George go down all the way on him, he gaged at first but still let Dream take over.
"Such a good boy, taking me so well, aren't you?" Dream praised the brit's good work.
And George didn't know he had a praise kink... until now.
Dream was thrusting into his mouth, he would often look at the beautiful sight under him and blush. To be honest, George could get him on a leash if he wanted to. And if George wasn't any better of a dick sucker, he started using his tongue and for Dreams' surprise, his teeth. He felt George's teeth going along his veins that were popping out, and he moaned louder than ever, "Oh my fuck George. My sweet boy." George whimpered at the sudden pet name, he liked it, being Dreams' sweet boy.
The blond felt the knot on his stomach unknot, giving George a loud moan a breathless "I'm cumming-" before painting his mouth white on the inside. Goerge, wanting to be the cherry on top, swallowed Dreams' load and opened his mouth after to show Dream how he swallowed every drop. "Georgie," another pet name, Dream loved giving them and Goerge loved receiving them, "you didn't have to, you already did so good."
"I wanted to be good." George's voice was raspy from the earlier events but, he liked looked so innocent, the way his big eyelash looked at Dream was gonna make him cum again and this time untouched even.
"You already were. Such a good boy!" Dream praised. He loved praising George, he could praise him for everything he'll do forever. He caressed the brit's checks, the spit in the corners of his helped his look of fucked out face.
"Thanks, Daddy..." George said, getting up from his knees to kiss DReam on the lips. Dream swore he twitched at that. He has never been called... that before, but he loved it. He loved hearing it from George. Guess Goerge isn't the only one finding new kinks today.
The brunette sat on the blond's lap, messily making out. Dream being able to taste his cum on George's tongue. Dreams' big and strong hands go underneath George's sweatshirt, after throwing it over his head, showing the brunette's chest and abdomen. George was smaller, way smaller than Dream. He was 5''9 while Dream is a whole 6''3, Dream was also stronger and much more muscular while George hasn't at all weak but not as strong as Dream, the blond loved the size difference for many reasons. His hand were ginormous and could cover almost George's entire thigh, his hands could all go around his whole waist. It was the little things that made Dream love it.
"Want you to fuck me, please Dream-" a harsh slap on his thigh cutting him off.
"That's not my name, baby." Something got into Dream that moment, he wanted to be called Daddy for some reason.
"Daddy..." George whispered.
"That's better."
George has suddenly flipped around, his stomach against the bed. He saw from the corner of his eyes Dream going to get lube on a box under his desk. As soon as he felt the blond sit on the again, his jeans were yanked down, "So pretty." Dream said. A harsh slap now on his ass, George moaned. George has said it once and will say it again, he likes the pain. Dream took the rest of his clothes off, both totally naked now, he coated three fingers in lube." I'm gonna prep you now, okay baby?" he asked for consent and George almost moaned at it, consent is so fucking hot.
"Okay..." George said, after, he felt a cold finger on his enter, carefully entering him.
"So tight baby," one knuckle in, "so good for me," two in, "Fuck-" all in. Dream thrust his finger in and out, preparing the whimpering boy. George would let out desperate moans when Dream would speed up his pace. With two fingers in, George looked enough stretched but Dream wanted to have some fun and test the boy. He added a third finger which made George arch his back and his thighs shake. He go rough and abused the poor boys' hole with just his fingers, George was used to fingering but he had only done with his fingers, the difference between his fingers and Dreams' was insane.
Dream took his fingers out of him, leaving him whining at the sudden loss of pleasure. Dream moved George's hips as he wanted, basically manhandling him, making him arch his back and get his ass up in the air. "Such a good boy." Dream said and kissed his checks before lubing his dick and jerking himself off, making George jealous.
He just put the tip in, George gripped the sheets already. Dream was big, not on in length but in thickness. It all felt so good, to the pleasure of George's little muffled moans and he threw his head against a pillow. The blond was always in, praising George at every second and rubbing his back in a gentle way.
"Fuck- So full!" George said while getting breathless and moaning. Dream wasn't even halfway in and his was already brushing against George's prostate.
"Can I move?" Dream asked so he could start moving, George shook his head as in what Dream took as a 'not yet.
It was about a minute or so until George was telling Dream could move, he first moved at a slow pace waiting for all George's pain to go away.
"Dream, dear lord!" George almost screamed against the sheets. George was moving his hips back to match Dreams' hurts, "You want me to go faster?" Dream asked at the realization. He just hasn't fucked George at the brutal pace he wants, yet, because he doesn't want to hurt his sweet boy.
"Yes!" he responded, gripping the sheets as suddenly he could feel Dreams' skin slap against his ass.
There was sweat on George's back like there was on Dreams' forehead with his hair sticking to it. George would let out a sob every time Dream would hit his prostate and he would bury his head in the pillow and often try to muffle his moans, which obviously wouldn't work as anyone who would walk past the dorm outside would hear him. Dream didn't mind though, he for some reason wanted everyone to know he was fucking George Davidson, computer science major, and that he was his.
"Wanna- wanna touch you," George begged to even just fell Dream. The blond being the sweetheart he is, pulled out and flipped George around now his back against the bed and he's now able to look at Dream. He started his thrusts again and when finally Dream noticed George's stomach he blushed, his cheeks red and glossy from sweat.
"Baby, you're bulging." Dream told him, making George's attention go to his stomach and also notice the bulge in his stomach that would move anytime Dream went in and out of him. Dream put his hand on to just feel it, he would blush, he made George's hand feel it as well, both boys smiled at each other. They loved the size difference between them.
"Want you to kiss me..." said George while he arched his back and threw his arms back. Dream didn't even respond he just made their lips touch. George's lip still tasted like the last time he had touched them.
They moved together and got rough and fast, sometimes going slower so both could catch their breaths if needed, that's what's good about their new relationship, they had just met and were already each other like their favorites book and knowing all the lines of it. Their pace was fast and rough, just how both liked it, the bed was creaking and both boys were with hands all over each other and moaning.
George finally came first Dream came a few minutes after. Dream falling on top of George and both heavily breathing.
"I think I'm in love with you." Dream said, still breathing heavily. Both giggled, but George only leaned into a kiss.
"We can a«talk about this tomorrow morning if you want?" Dream asked, not wanting to make George and him rush into things.
"We absolutely will." Both smiled.
Dream finally pulled out and covered both with blankets and finally both drifted to sleep.
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