finishing an authors smut chapters w/ their permission

The Jock and Nerds

Potato_bun4's story, their chapter is the chapter name above. This is in their Bottom Dream Oneshots.
TW: Racism and Blackmailing, thats it

SMUT THINGS:
Video Recording, Degradation, Praise, Masturbation, Blow Jobs, Hair Pulling, Hand Jobs, and Gangbang

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Dream hung up fake angry and looked at his hard dick with the bottle he stole from George in his ass still. He whimpered at the fact it still wasn't a dick.

The boys that just cleaned up watched as Dream moaned and thrusted the bottle inside his ass again. Fundy, Karl, George, and Sapnap's members rised in arousal. Watching Dream was memorizing. His slight plump chest heaving up and down, his back arches when he plays with his own nipples, his soft, slightly thick thighs trembling, and his red face with tears in his eyes.

Soon all of them were getting restless, they wanted to fuck Dream, and Dream wanted dick, BAD. After round 3, Dream took the bottle out of his ass, which didn't please him, and went to bed since he was tired.

All of the boys at the sleepover cleaned themselves up again for a second time.

There was an awkward silence between all of them. Fundy closed the secret camera and let out a shaky breath.

"... Do we say anything about this?"
"I don't think it's a good idea, and this little party is over." Sapnap said.
"Hey, why not we bang the little slut tomorrow?" George spoke boldly. He was being very bold, Dream couldn't hurt him and Sapnap was under his blackmail.

"Well aren't you bold, George!" Karl says flustered.
"Yeah, who's in?" He said with a smirk. Fundy and Karl raised their hands, Sapnap huffed.

"That is my friend you are talking about fucking."
"You fapped your meat too, don't even dare single yourself out." George snapped at him.
"You want him, why not bring him to us? I still have homework to give him."
"..."
"Come on, you saw Dream. He is fuckable. We'll let you hit, don't worry."
"Fine."

It was the next day, Friday. George, Fundy, and Karl all met up as planned, in the gym's storage room. George cackled at Dream's soon to be situation.

Karl had gotten a video camera, and Fundy knew how to use one. Sapnap reluctantly agreed to video record Dream being fucked by all of them and getting Dream there in the first place.

The trap was set, and waiting.

"Hey, Dream!" Sapnap yelled to him. Dream looked over to Sapnap and greeted the same way.
"Hey, Sapnap!"
"So, I heard that those stupid nerds are in the gym's storage room. Wanna fuck with them?"
"Yeah, why not?"

Dream was attached to Sapnap by the hip, both of them joking around. They made it to the storage room.

Dream makes his big entrance by slamming the door open.

"Well, if it isn't the fucking Brits! And the twink." He was referring to Karl, and they rolled their eyes.

"What do you need, Dream?" George acted coy.
"My fucking homework."
"Here." George handed the homework and Dream snatched it from his hands.
"So, where is my bottle?"
"What bottle? The Dew bottle?"
"Yeah, is it still in your ass, whore?"

Dream's face dropped. He was smiling and cocky, then scared and submissive.

"What are you talking about? I never shoved a bottle in my ass!"
"You sure? Cause it was last night, 10 P.M., and it was just yourself and us, Me, Fundy, Karl, and Sapnap. He was nice enough to wake you from sleeping with a bottle still inside." George stepped closer to Dream the more he talked, which made Dream back up into Sapnap's chest.