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Closing off the Nether is something that happened every year around the same time.

It was for safety reasons due to how the Piglins and Piglin Brutes would act around the 'season.'

Yes, this was the time that Piglins and Piglin Brutes go into heat or rut. Staying out of the Nether was for the safety of everyone in the server because the Brutes got way more aggressive during this time, and the Piglins may attack you, even with golden items on.

But Dream?

Dream didn't really care too much about that stuff! He could take care of himself and, knowing that nobody else would be there, he decided now would be the best time to go to the Nether to collect some items. As long as his friends didn't figure out he went, it would be all fine and dandy.

Right?

He told his pals that he was going to the jungle to collect some cocoa beans for something important. They thought it was weird, though they didn't argue and allowed him to go—not that he even really needed their approval, but whatever. Instead of going to the jungle biome where the cocoa beans grew, he instead went to the Nether Portal.

Staring up at the glowing purple glow of the portal, he breathes in and out slowly. "Alright Dream, let's do this." He mumbles to himself. He stretches his arms above his head, yawns, and cracks his back. He was already in his armor and had food for the Nether and his weapons. All he needed to do was get in, get the stuff, and then get out.

Simple as that!

With that thought in mind, he nodded and stepped through the portal, shutting his eyes as the teleportation started.

Once that weird sensation in his stomach disappeared, he stepped out from the portal and looked around. The heat in the air already tickled at his skin and he squinted. Ugh, he hated when it got hot... Yeah, he was naturally cold due to being dead so many times—the revival book helped him out a lot—but he still didn't like it very much.

He could hear the sounds of bubbling lava; though... he couldn't see or hear any piglins. Huh, he guessed that that made sense? He looks around, frowns and shakes his head, starting to walk down the pathway that was made a long time ago. There were the sounds of Ghasts off in the distance, which he would try to avoid. They were so annoying when they spit out those fireballs.

Dream walked until he got to the exit and climbed down, peeking around to see if he could see any Piglins walking around or Ghasts. Once again, nothing! He stands up, frowns, and looks around. "Where are they?" He grumbles. Yeah, he knew that this was breeding season for them, but that doesn't explain why he didn't see any of them!

Whatever, he'd get the stuff and go. He walks over to the Netherrack and starts to mine through it, humming under his breath. He would grab some Glowstone before leaving the Nether too. Maybe also go and check out the bastion! Heh, yeah right. That would be such a bad idea.

Though…

Ehhh…

Maybe!

After a while of walking around and gathering items, he checks out the stuff that he had found. He had stuck mostly in the Nether Wastes and had killed a few Ghasts and a couple of Magma Cubes. Course he was planning on going to check out the Crimson Forest, the Warped forest, and maybe check out Soul Sand Valley even!

Probably not with the Valley. He felt weird looking into that blue flame of soul fire. It almost felt like it knew him and was calling to him, which made him feel... off.

Either way, he had gathered some Glowstone Dust, some Ancient Debris, a couple of Nether Gold Ore, and even collected some lava in his bucket to take back to power a few things.

While walking around and humming under his breath, he felt a small crack under his foot. Huh? He looks down, then his eyes widen behind his mask. "Fuck!" the rock went out from under him and he falls.

He lands down, luckily, on the large, castle-like structure. He squeezes his eyes shut, letting out a quiet groan from the pain that shot through him. "Ughh..." He lifts his head, looks around, and rubs the side of his head. He was... oh, fuck, this was the bastion remnant! He looks around, sitting up on his knees. "Shit, shit, shit."

Look, even if he was fine with taking care of himself, he still didn't want to have to deal with angry Piglins. Maybe he wouldn't see any since they would be busy with the whole breeding thing?

There were soft grunts and the sound of Piglins in the distrance. Okay, that's... this could be bad. Dream looks around, stands, and picks up his sword from the ground where he had dropped it before. In bastion remnants, there are four different 'rooms'. The treasure room, the bridge, the housing units, and the Hoglin stables. He could find certain chests too...

The bridge chest has arrows, iron nuggets, gold nuggets, string, lether, iron ingots, gold ingots, blocks of gold, golden tools, and a few other little things. Nothing really important or something he needs.

But if he finds the treasure room he could get netherite ingots, the neherite upgrade smithing template, diamond gear, and, even rarer, an enchanted golden apple!

Did he want to go for it like that? It could be dangerous... but it could also be really, really good. The thought made him bite the inside of his cheek.

Honestly, the real question is how long had he been here already? He lost track of time, so his friends might be wondering where he was now... With that thought in mind, he sighs out slowly. Time for him to try to figure out how to go home.

The farther Dream walked in, the more he could hear sounds which made him feel a little flustered. Rhythmic thumping and sounds that were almost wet. Ah... he bites the inside of his cheek behind his mask and shakes his head.

Nope, he wasn't thinking of it.

When he saw an entrance in the wall, he leans over and peeks into the room, then his eyes widen when he saw a few Piglins. Oh, wow, okay, that's what they do during the mating season, huh? He rests his hand on the wall beside the entrance, just watching as they moved together.

There were a few of them all working together. The biggest one was thrusting into the smallest one. The biggest Piglin Brute had scars littering his body, and Dream could see his cock sinking into the one under him, a puddle forming under them. He felt his cheeks flush behind his mask and he mumbles under his breath. "Holy shit..."

The Piglin was big! But Dream could tell that he wasn't a Piglin Brute. Even so, the size was still big. It looked... thick.

The Piglin under the biggest one was letting out sounds of pleasure, her tail wagging fast and her hooves tugging at chains that hung above them. The other Piglins were either waiting for their turn or having some 'fun' amonst themselves.

They were rubbing at their own dicks or entrances while waiting for their turn to start. One of them was letting out quiet grunts and growls, maybe not wanting to wait for their turn.

Dream bites the inside of his cheek, his cheeks burning with a blush that went up to the tips of his ears. This isn't something that Dream was expecting to see today! He just came here to collect goods while the Piglins were busy!

He didn't think they would be... this busy. He watches for a few minutes longer before slowly reaching down to cover his lap. No, he wasn't getting turned on from this!

Nope...

Crap.

Okay, maybe a little bit. The smaller one looked like she was really enjoying it. She was so vocal and the big one was so big... he could see the way he thrusted in and out of her entrance, excitement throbbing and twitching. It was like he was getting closer...

How many times did he already go? Seeing that puddle under them, either a few times already or Piglins came a lot. Either or, it was kinda hot.

Dream pauses when he hears hoofsteps behind him which made his eyes widen and he looks over his shoulder. There was a shadow around the corner and it looked way bigger than the one inside the room.

He looks down, forward, then starts to run down the hallway. Crap, crap, crap! He hears a loud grunt from behind him and hoofsteps giving chase, so he curses under his breath and skids around the corner. There was a chest, which he had to ignore.

Yes, he knew that he could fight but Piglin Brutes were already annoying to fight and when they were in breeding season, they were way more aggressive. Plus, if he had to fight one, he would have to fight others.

And he didn't want to do that right now.

Running around the corner, he saw a patch that fell down and he curses under his breath. “Fuck…” he turns to face the Piglin Brute that came out in front of him.

He was huge. A lot bigger than even Dream was expecting. He bites the inside of his cheek, holding up his sword while looking at the sharp, golden axe in the Piglin Brute's hoof. Dream knew how strong the Brutes were, mostly due to fighting Technoblade so often and he was only a hybrid!

Was Technoblade a Piglin hybrid or a Piglin Brute hybrid? You know, he never thought to ask! Huh... now wasn't the time to think about this, damn it.

The Piglin Brute lets out a grunt, turns his head to the side, then squints at him while sniffling at the air. The Brute's ears flicked before pressing back slightly.

Could it…could it smell his, erm, arousal from what he had been watching? His eyes scan the big beast up and down, but his eyes land on one certain thing. The large tent that was forming behind the loincloth that covered him.

Dream gulps, staring with big eyes behind his mask. Oh, wow, okay… that's… big. Dream looks over his shoulder at the drop behind him, hearing the bubbling from lava. Alright, either be would have to fight or try to use a potion.

Or…

He looks back at the Brute who was sniffing at the air again. He could… the thought made his face burn and he slowly steps forward.

The Brute stares at him, letting out a quiet growl which he holds up his hands to. “I'm not gonna try to fight you.” This was such a bad idea, and if he died doing this, he'd never live it down… if Punz had to bring him back? So embarrassing!

He walks closer and closer until, finally, dropping to the floor in front of the Piglin Brute. He could see the great beast looking down at him, one eye narrowed while the other was a milky white with a scar over it. So he had been blinded in that eye, probably a while ago due to the fact he was healed well.

This was stupid, this was stupid, this was stupid!

Slowly he moves his hands up and cups a hand under the large bump, smiling behind his mask as he asks. “You want some help with this, big guy? It seems awfully hard to be left alone like this.” he was literally offering to get a Piglin Brute off for safety reasons… yeah, only those reasons.

Nothing else.

The Brute lets out a grunt and presses his hips forward into Dream's hand, so he breathes out slowly. Alright, this is happening now.

No turning back now.

Dream brushes the cloth away and his eyes widen. Holy shit, it was bigger than he thought it would be. “Wow…” He mumbles and traces his fingers across the length, feeling it twitch and throb under the faint touch.

Did this Brute know what he was planning? It didn't seem like he didn't like it since Dream could feel it getting harder and a glob of precum drips from the tip.

Dream curls his fingers around the base and starts to pump his hands slowly at first. If his friends saw this, they would judge him so much, for sure. This was so much different than what he said he was doing… not collecting cocoa beans.

The Brute starts to rock his hips into Dream's hands, letting out quiet grunts and groans. With how the Brute was acting, Dream had a feeling he hadn't done this in a while but Dream had to wonder why? He was big! He'd give good piglets, right?

Whatever.

If a female Piglin didn't want to help out this huge Brute, Dream would do it and protect himself.

Dream shifts his mask up and gulps. He can't believe that he's doing this… he licks his lips and leans forward, dragging his tongue along the length. The flavor was strong and it made his stomach twist. It felt warm under his tongue.

The Brute looks down at him, making a grunting noise and moves his hand down to grab at Dream's hair and pushes his head down while pressing his hips forward to push in.

Dream's eyes widen as he feels the hard length get pushed past his lips and he squeezes his eyes shut, trying to relax his throat and not gag. The Brute starts to thrust into his mouth, fucking into it.

Shit. He was so big. Dream lets out quiet whines around it, not struggling too much since he had a feeling that that would cause more issues than it's worth. His hair was a mess due to the Brute's hooves in his hair, tugging it back and forth.

Each thrust sent the Brute closer to orgasm and Dream could feel it. He presses his thighs together, feeling slick dripping down his thighs.

This wasn't supposed to be this hot.

Power has always kind of turned Dream on. That's why he liked Techno so much! He's never been able to beat him... but he also didn't like fake power and, yeah, maybe he fucked up in the past. Power corrupts and all that... blah, blah, blah.

Ugh, he can't be thinking about that when he literally had a twitching cock between his lips. He could feel the Brute moving faster and be felt himself gag at times when it tickled the back of his throat, but luckily, he could handle it.

Before the Brute came in his mouth, the big mob instead pulls out, which almost knocked Dream off balance. Dream gasps in a breath, coughing and looking up. "Why... why did you stop?" He asks, his voice rough and a little cranky due to the rough treatment.

Instead of answering, which Dream honestly didn't think the Brute could do, he reaches down and slips his hands under Dream's thighs and scoops him up. He pushes Dream against the wall, grunts, and starts to rut against him.

Each thrust against Dream's covered ass made him let out soft whines. Okay, he didn't expect the Brute to act like this... he puts his hands on the Brutes shoulders, squeezing them. "Ah~ f-fuck... you're so big, I don't even think you'd fit if you did try to get inside me." That seemed to please the beast since his rutting came faster and harder.

It was almost bouncing Dream.

There was no way that he was going to have sex with this thing, right? A part of him... did want to, while the other part thought it was too much! What would his friends think if they saw him?

Even with that thought in mind, he rolled his hips down. The fact the Brute was so much bigger than him was a little worrying...

His mind couldn't really focus on that for long, though, because he suddenly felt a hot liquid splatter up against his back as the Brute let out a loud groan. Each splurt made his hips buck up and there was a lot.

Yeah, he was happy that the Brute didn't do that in his mouth... he would have 100% choked on it.

Dream could feel the warm cum soaking into his hoodie and his face was burning with a hot, red blush. "Okay, you had your fun, put me down now." A part of him didn't want to be put down, though.

Another part of him wanted that mess sprayed inside him next. Filling him until some dribbled out.

And that's exactly what he was going to get.

The Brute snorts after panting softly and Dream could still feel the hardness pressing up against him. Seems like cumming once wasn't enough for the big Piglin.

The Brute tugs at his bodysuit, ripping the fabric and lays him down on the ground instead of holding him up against the wall. Dream could hear other Piglins still going at it from down the hall, but he was kind of distracted.

"Hey! You didn't have to rip it." Dream reaches up, pushing his hand onto the Brutes cheek and letting out a huff of annoyance. Now his hoodie was a mess and his suit was torn... though, he'd admit, it was kinda hot.

The Brute lets out what almost sounded like a huff of amusement before pressing kisses and licks to the palm of Dream's hand.

That wasn't supposed to be cute! Damn you. Dream glares up at him the best he could with a burning face. The heat from the Nether was making this feel even hotter.

Once the Brute seemed to find he had given Dream enough hand kisses and licks, he instead lines up at Dream's pussy, rubbing the head of his cock against it. Dream reaches a hand down to hold onto the Brutes fur, mumbling, "be careful."

It, luckily, seemed as though the Piglin Brute wanted to listen to him because the first press was gentle. It nudges his entrance open, starting to sink into him with each light push and pull. Each inch sent a slight burn through him and he squeezes his eyes shut.

Now Dream wasn't a stranger to pain! Far from it, actually, but this felt different from any pain he's felt before. Yes, he's done stuff by himself before, of course; however, nothing ever this big and thick.

He tilts his head back against the dark stone under him, letting out a hiss between clenched teeth, "Oh fuck, you're big. S-Stretching me so much already." Dream honestly wasn't sure if it would even fit! The stretch felt good and bad at the same time.

As kind as the Brute had been, he couldn't deny his urges much longer. The only thought in his head was breed! So, even though he hadn't pushed in completely yet, he pulls out only to push his hips forward again, groaning at the warmth and tightness surrounding him.

The thrusts start to almost push Dream's back against the ground, moving him up so the Brute grabs onto his hips, pulling him back down. Each new thrust made Dream moan or cry out, his back arching off the hot stone.

At least he still had on his hoodie... "Ah, ah, ah! O-Oh fuuuc...fuck! Not so-" He wanted to say not so hard, but couldn't force out the words.

Each added inch helped Dream feel it deeper and deeper and he wasn't sure if he loved it or hated it. Given how vocal he was, he had a feeling that he loved it. He had never felt something like this before.

He could almost feel the hot, watery pre dribbling into him with each thrust, how soaked he was making it easier and easier to move as he relaxed and opened up more.

Looking down, Dream could see that there was still quite a bit to push in and he could see a small bulge forming in his stomach each time the Brute pushed himself back inside.

If Dream's friends could see him now, what would they say?

He didn't care.

He curls his arms around the Brute, tugging on the thick, pink fur while he keeps thrusting into Dream. "Ahh~ o-oh, don't... don't stop. Don't stop, please." He wasn't sure why he said that since it seemed pretty clear that the Brute wasn't going to stop any time soon.

The Brute lets out a snarl and tightens his grip on Dream's hips, pulls out, then thrusts back in and leans over Dream, his thrusts picking up in speed and force. The added weight was a little uncomfortable, but Dream ignored that for now.

Distracted by, you know, something else.

When the Brute was all the way in, he grinds his hips into Dream, grunting and huffing at the rush of sensations. A few other Piglins had noticed by now and were watching, which Dream was a little embarrassed about, even if he couldn't really focus on it.

Did they like the show? Were they interested in having a turn with the strange looking human?

With how hard the Piglin Brute was twitching and throbbing, Dream had a feeling that he was going to cum soon and Dream wasn't sure how much more he could handle.

Dream moves his hand down, rubbing the moving bulge. "Gonna... gonna break me." He moans, tilting his head back against the ground. Sweat was pouring down his body from the heat and the rush of sensations and before he knew it, the Brute was pushing in as far as he could go and each splurt started to fill Dream quickly.

It was an… odd sensation—one that Dream wasn't sure how to explain—as he got filled and he could feel the excess squinting out around the length of the Brute since there was too much to be able to fit.

Each shallow thrust pushed some deeper, but also pushed some out. The sounds were enough to make Dream blush and he pants hard, shaking. He was sure that he came a few times himself during that…

His stomach felt swollen. He's never felt this full before! Like a water balloon about to burst.

The Brute shifts and pants to catch his breath, then leans his head down to nuzzle into Dream's neck, licking at his sweaty skin.

At least he was affectionate after fucking his brains out, right? Dream's vision was swimming as he reaches up to pet the top of the Brute's head, his chest rising and falling and his walls still clenching around the Brute's large member.

Slowly and carefully the Brute starts to pull out and there was a quiet pop as he pulled out fully. Dream lets out a quiet groan, his head resting back against the ground as his hips drop to the ground.

Holy shit...

He rests his hand on his stomach, breathing in and out then looks around at some of the other Piglins that were standing around him.

Did they...? His eyes scan down slowly noticing a few things making him let out a groan.

Fuck!

It was hours later when George and Sapnap could hear the front door open. Sapnap didn't look over his shoulder from where he was playing on his communicator. "Hey Dream! What took you so long? Get a lot of cocoa beans or something?" George was laying beside him and watching the screen too.

"Shut up, Sapnap!" Dream shouts before slamming the door to the bathroom closed and they could hear the shower turn on.

George and Sapnap both look over at the door, confused, then look at each other and Sapnap mutters, "Damn, what I do?”