Secrets To Spill /DNF

You're a sl*t (5)

TW!! MEAN SLURS

Clay pov.

Oh my god my head hurts so much. What the fuck happened last night? Clay questioned himself. "What the fuck!" Clay yelled out as he saw a brunette boy next to him.

He saw that his hands were around the brunette boy's waist. "what?" Clay saw the boy stir and look at him. The brunette was naked! Wait- so if the brunette is naked then....

WHY THE FUCK AM I NAKED TOO?! What happened last night.

Clay looked back at the boy which was falling back asleep. Clay quickly undid his arms from the brunettes waist and got of the bed. He started to look for his boxers and when he did he put them on and stared at the brunette which had fully woken up, trying to understand what was happening.

as clay looked for his other clothes he said, "ok, first off, what the fuck happened last night, second off all, I'm strait. You're probably a whore from the party."

The boy pulled the bed sheets all the way to his chest. "And why the fuck does it smell like sex in here? And you have hickies all over your body! You're a slut."

"I'm sorry," Clay heard the brunette boy say. "What did you say? SPEAK LOUDER!" "I said I'm sorry," the boy repeated. "What do you mean 'I'm sorry' that doesn't change the fact that I SLEPT WITH A BOY!"

Clay was looking for his shirt, but couldn't find it. He finally spotted it in the boys hands. Clay walked towards the boy and snatched his shirt from him and pushed him to the ground. The brunette looked scared.

Clay saw his body which was covered in hickies. Eww he looks so disgusting. Gay freak.

Clay put his shirt on, then walked out of the room. He found his way to the main room. There was people on the couch passed out and the place looked like a mess.

This party was wild.

Clay had gone to plenty of parties. And slept with  A LOT of girls, but never a boy. Clay walked out of the house and to his surprise there was red cups all around the yard.

Hope Quackity has fun cleaning this mess. Clay called himself an uber and waited for it to pick him up.

George pov.

George felt like crying.

How could I be so dumb? I'm a slut, a whore, A sex seeker.

A tear started to roll down his eye then another and another. He started to stand, but fell to the floor. "AHHhh! HOW COULD I BE SUCH A SLUT?!" George yelled out.

George put his hand on the back of his neck, it hurt. His neck was also sore from his skin being sucked. I bet I look disgusting.

His legs hurt so much and even worse, he had sex with a drunk and homophobic man. Tears poured out of his eyes. Why? Why why WHY?

With the strength that George had left he crawled around looking for his clothes. When his found his boxers he slowly put them on, wincing as he spread his legs.

When George had all his clothes on, he crawled towards the wall and used it for support as he stood up. Tears left his eyes because of the immense pain he was feeling.

George dragged himself down the stairs. A few people were still in the house passed out. George slowly walked out of Quackity's house and called himself an uber.

When he got inside the uber the driver gave him a weird look and started to drive him home. When the driver got there, George played him and stumbled into his house.

He felt disgusting. He walked into his room and grabbed some comfy clothes and a towel. George then walked to his bathroom and started a shower.

He slowly got in the shower and felt the water trickle down his spine. The water stung his neck. George blamed it all on himself. He had been dumb by having sex with a drunk man and George hadn't been drunk.

Once he was done in the shower he changed into his comfortable clothes and walked over to his pc. He turned it on and looked to see if dream was online, luckily he was.

George: hi

Dream: hello

George: how r u?

Dream: terrible I have a hangover. It sucks. Hbu?

George: im ok but I've been better

Dream: lets call then u can tell me abt it

George: ok

George heard the discord call ringtone and entered the call. "Hi," "hello George, what's wrong?" Clay asked. "No nothing, I just went to a party and it wasn't the best experience." George explained.

"what happened at the party?"  "I'd rather not talk about it," "ok, you can tell me whenever you feel comfortable." Dream said. "Thank you Dream," George responded.

"do you wanna play Minecraft?" Dream asked, changing the subject. "sure!" They both booted up Minecraft  and started a new world.

"Dreammm! Stop chasing me!!" George yelled out. "Oh George! Come here George!" Dream yelled, chasing after George.  Dream caught up with George and killed him.

"you're so annoying..!" George said. "YoU're sO AnNoYiNg" Dream mimicked. "shut up," George said with a thick British accent.

"whatever you say Georgie," George started to blush at the nickname. "What did you call me?" George asked. "I called you Georgie. I think that you are blushing right now," Dream answered.

Dream started moaning, because he wanted to make George very, and when I say very- I mean VERY flustered. "AGH~ AHH OHH MHMMMmm, FUCK," Dream moaned out.

George was blushing A LOT. "Dream.." He began, "can you stop?" George didn't want Dream to stop moaning, but it was the only thing stopping George from touching himself. Because, George was hard.

"have I made flustered?" Dream asked. George stayed silent. "Yeah thought so, George I know that your hard.... Just... Touch yourself for me please."

Dream pov.

What was going on with him? Why was he flirting with a GUY? And why was he not stopping. For some reason Dream just wanted to here George moan his name.

But that's normal.. Right?

Ello!
Finished the chapter
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