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(s) mute fic...

george x dream
haha... remake on the mute fic...
oh god im so scard
(SMUT SMUT SMUT SMUT SMUT)
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(unedited)

i jumped into the lava pit, signing out the world as i get ready to load in a new one. "dream, wot the hell? that was a good seed."
"yeah, right. i was already five minutes in the nether with no fortress. god, george is so dumb."

he gasped, scoffing loudly. "yea, i'm the dumb one..." he trailed off, annoyed. i turn to my second monitor, seeing a donation pop up.
"go, dream go! obliterate that twink!" i stop moving completely, and i wait for george to realize what was said.

after 30 seconds of silence he speaks. "sorry i was on my phone, what happened?" i blinked hard, pushing my chair back. "nothing! someone just... nothing." he giggled, slightly confused. "what was it? don't make me get a clip."

oh god, someone probably clipped that.

"nothing they just- george check discord."

george -🟩-

-dream
they called you a twink

—

george coughed, before laughing nervously.
"anyway..." he trailed off, and chat went into a frenzy, keyboard smashes going on forever. i smirked, before going on my second monitor again.

george -🟩-

-dream
turn on your cam

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i turned to the game, continuing to play, brushing off the dono. i see him typing for 2 seconds before he sends something quick.

-george
why?
stream isn't going to see

-dream
do it, twink

-george
WHAT?

—

i laugh loudly, confusion going on in chat. it's not like this wasn't normal, we always did this.

—

-dream
do it george

-george
okay, one second jesus

—

i turn to my first monitor. "one second guys, i'm going to tell george something." i muted stream sounds before turning to george.

"do not make any noise, okay? my camera is going on."
"w-what?" he whimpered.
"twink."
he blushed heavily at this, before shifting in his seat.

"d-dream stop it."
"why? it's true, isn't it george." i teased, plugging my webcam in.
"dream, i-"
"don't be surprised, george. i've called you a twink before. and worse."
he groaned, biting the inside of his cheek.
"bu- not on stream..."
i chuckled.
"that's why you have to be quiet."

i turned on my camera, pulling my fingers to my lips, signaling for him to be quiet. he nodded, and i smirked at his compliance. i zoomed out my camera, and moved it downwards, so it showed my crotch and face.
he did the same for his before i turned to my first monitor.

i unmuted my stream. "okay, i'm back! i'm gonna go on the SMP, i heard there was things happening on there!" i went to the multiplayer screen before turning to george's video. "do you wanna play, george?"

"yea!"

i turned to discord.

-dream
start.
pull down your pants

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he bit his lip, before slowly dragging his pants down. i groaned, before masking it with a cough. i looked into my camera, mouthing
*faster. now.*

he shook his head, sliding his pants off his legs painfully slowly.

"one sec, my wifi is being so bad." he stalled for time.
"i'll wait at community house for you."
"ok!"

he turned to the camera fully, before palming himself through his boxers. i stifled a groan, before pulling my sweats down. he pushed the mic away from him, before moaning into the hoodie sleeve. i muted my stream.

"do not push that mic away." i demanded, pushing a hand into my boxers. george palmed himself, before moaning loudly.

"i can't, dream, i'm gonna moan in it-"
"i don't care. do not push the mic away. and stop moving slowly, twink."
he blushed, before moving his mic closer.
"drea-"
"what did you call me?"

he groaned, stopping completely.
"do i have to..."
"yes. now what's my name?"
"daddy, why are we doing this on stream?"
"i'm unmuting."

i turned on stream sound, before i see george log on. i smirk, and he runs to the community house before putting his hand in his underwear, stroking himself slowly. i bit my lip to stop my groan, then said, "we need to farm some gunpowder, i'm making tnt for wilbur." he said a quick 'yea' and quietly put his head on his desk before moaning into his hoodie sleeve, his strokes getting faster and faster. i grabbed my dick, stroking it more the faster he went.

i moved my character, going towards some creepers as i crit them out. george bit the hoodie sleeve, hard, before he came on his lap/chair/desk. i muted stream sounds, leaning back, stroking myself. he lifted his leg up, playing with his hole and that's when i went over-edge.

i moaned aloud as i came everywhere, and george chuckled slightly. "now you have to deal with that while you stream."

"do i?"

"guys, i got to go, but i'll be on george's stream later today!" george gasped, playing it off. "ok i'll go live! one sec!" he muted, typing to me in discord.

-george
i actually hate you so much.

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"o-ok guys!" i stuttered as george fingered himself slowly.

he obviously can't start stream like that.

he put three fingers in, before moaning loudly. i muted stream, before calling out to george.
"george! what are you doing?" i questioned.
"you want me to start stream like this? exposed? i bet you do, huh?"
"george, quit and clean up! i will send them over to you, whether you're ready or not."
he stuck his fist in, and moaned.

"this is what twinks do, right?" he groaned, grabbing his dick. i grabbed mine, stroking it quickly.

"george, i-" my breathing hitched slightly, and i came again, and he came.

i sighed. "fine, you wont get them." i cleared my throat to sound normal and unmuted. "guys, george says it's too late for him to stream, so i'm going to send you to... punz! i hope you all have a good day! i love you!"

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that was a mess... i have written enough smut to last a week, so i hope this is good enough omg