Scott was strapped to a bed in a dark room. He could hear faint footsteps coming closer until he could see four figures in the moon light.

"We are so happy for you to join us." They all said in unison before coming into the light. There, right in front of Scott's eyes, was Mitch, and Mitch, and Mitch, and... Mitch. One with dark brown hair, the one with Violet, one with blonde, and the last had none.

They were all in different costumes. The dark haired one had on a maids mini dress, with a head piece to match, and jet black high heels. The purple haired was in red short shorts, and a low cut T that said "Daddy's little monster." The blonde haired one was in black yoga pants and a graphic T that said,"Fuck The Haters... And Me." The bald one had on black, lace panties and a shirt that said," 7/11."

"Why don't I have on normal clothes?" The brown haired Mitch said.

"Because Scott has always wanted to fuck a French Maid! Now, you said you wanted to wear a dress so you're the maid." The bald Mitch shouted at the brown haired Mitch. Brown Haired Mitch pouted and turned back to Scott.

"I just don't see why he wants to fuck Harley Quinn, A guy at a gym, and a naked, bald version of us. My mistake, almost naked version of us."

"Just for that, you go last." The blonde haired one said.

"How about you come over here and make me go last?!" The brown haired said with a glare towards the blonde.

"You bitch!" The blonde haired said before charging towards the brown haired and they brawled like bitches on the street.

The brown haired Mitch snatched up the Blonde haired by the hair and continued to punch him in the face before receiving a kick to the gut and a punch in the face. Blonde haired Mitch pounced on Brown haired Mitch and started to punch him before they started rolling and punching each other. The bald on grabbed a large hug of line and threw it on them. Scott's cock was leaking so much it started to stain the bed.

"How dare you pull my hair?!" The blonde said between ever punch. Brown haired Mitch turned the tables and started to Molly whop(never saying that again) blonde Mitch in the face.

Scott's cock was basically a stream of pre-cum. He suddenly felt a small hand one his cock and he groaned as he saw purple haired Mitch palming him through his slacks.

"Are gonna help me or not, Baldie?" Purple haired Mitch said to bald one.

"Don't get your panties in a bunch, bitch. Im coming!" Bald Mitch said as he strolled over to Scott. He pressed his hand up to Scott's eyes and covered them. When he removed his hand, they were at a gym. There was no more bed of any of the Mitches.

Sudden, Scott spotted the blonde Mitch touching his toes and he couldn't help but get immediately hard.

"I know your staring." Blonde Mitch said as he got up and strolled towards Scott.

Holy shit holy shit holy shit! Am I about to get laid by Mitch in yoga pants? This is awesome!

Mitch crashed his lips into Scott's passionately as they commenced to making out as if they hated each other. Scott's hands snuck under Mitch's shirt and felt his slim figure. Mitch let his small, delicate hands run over Scott's bulge.

Scott's hands drifted to Mitch's plump, juicy, big, round ass and ripped the back of the yoga pants open. He's always wanted to do that.

Mitch was on his hands and knees as Scott slowly lined up with his hole. He slowly pushed in and groaned at the warm, tight feeling.

He took off at a reasonable pace, speeding up with every thrust.

After about twenty thrusts, Scott was going full speed. Mitch was a moaning mess.

"Yeah, right there. FUCK! Yeah, fuck me Scott!" Mitch moaned loudly as he gripped the yoga mat.

Scott felt himself getting close and Mitch was as well. Mitch came all over the yoga pants, Scott releasing deep inside of him not long after.

Suddenly, every color swirled at blurring speeds and Scott was in a mansion.

Brown haired Mitch was reaching his to dust a shelf, slightly exposing his white lace panties.

Scott bit his lip as he took a peek.

How does Mitch look so sexy in panties?

He was so caught in thought that he hadn't noticed Mitch looking at him, trying to get his attention.

"Sir, Sir! Are you alright?" Mitch said he as gently waved his hand in front of Scott's faced.

"Yes?" Scott asked as he came back to 'reality'.

"I asked if you wanted more tea, sir." Mitch said as he looked down.

"No, thank you."

"Well, shall I fetch you something to eat? You have been in your study all day and I would hate for you to go hungry." Mitch said with concern.

"Actually," Scott smirked as he gripped Mitch and and pulled him closer.", yes. I would like something to eat."

"W-what would y-you like, s-sir?" Mitch blushed furiously at how close they were.

"You." Scott growled as he slowly bent Mitch over the desk.

"Master Scott, what are you-" Mitch was interrupted when Scott moved the lining on Mitch's panties to sit tightly over his left cheek, not bothering to take the panties off at all.

Scott kissed Mitch's bud, causing the small brunette to shudder in pleasure.

"M-master...Oh... Fuck." Mitch moaned softly as Scott's tongue lapped over his bud continuously. Scott then slowly stuck the tip of his tongue into Mitch's entrance, not entering past the edge of the entrance but still opening Mitch's tight hole.

"Oh god, sir!" Mitch moaned a little louder as Scott vibrated his tongue over the rim of him entrance.

Scott removed himself and entered one finger, wiggling it around his entrance.

"M-m-mr.H-Hoying." Mitch moaned as Scott whispered into his ear.

"You like that, kitten?" Scott lowly growled into Mitch's neck as he started to roughly vibrate his finger inside of Mitch's hole.

"Mmm..." Mitch tried as he failed to complete as full word.

"What was that?" Scott growled as he slowly trailed his middle finger across Mitch's cheeks. Mitch moaned even louder at the intense pleasure.

Scott added another finger and Mitch's eyes rolled to the back of his head. Scott was ramming his fingers in and out of Mitch's entrance at blurring speeds, causing the brunette to grip the edge of the other side of the desk.

"Aaaaaahhhhh!" Mitch moaned at the top of his lunges as Scott abused his entrance. Scott slowly and progressively slowed down until he pulled out of Mitch's entrance and unbuckled his tan slacks.

Scott lined up and slowly pushed in, groaning in pleasure from the sensation.

"Fuck...." He stretched out until he completely entered Mitch, sitting directly on top of his prostate. He moved quickly, the small maid moaning at the top of his lungs yet again at the large member constantly dragging and ramming itself over and into his G-spot.

"Faster!" Mitch moaned as his knuckles turned white. Scott sped up the pace to his fastest and felt Mitch tighten around his as he came in his panties.

Scott thrusted for ten more minutes before he completely filled Mitch's hole, some of it spilling out because there was no more room for it.

The colors of his surroundings swirled and blurred until he was in a new scenario. (Shout out to Scomicheforeva13  for the Scott Joker and Mitch Quinn idea) The entire city was in flames and destroyed, chips and spackle from the fire dancing in the sky.

Scott's hair was slicked back and dyed green.

Purple haired Mitch was standing front of him, giggling uncontrollably.

"Puddin', you came!" Mitch suddenly burst out. He had an Brooklyn accent. They were standing over thousands of dead bodies.

Scott finally saw Purple Mitch and his skin was Snow White, just like his own. The blood on Mitch's thighs and arms was a beautiful contrast.

"Of course, doll. I could never leave you." Scott said as he walked towards Mitch.

"Will you make love to me, Puddin'?" Mitch asked sweetly.

"Of course I will, baby girl." Scott said as he scooped Mitch off his feet and gently lyed on the ground.

Scott kissed Mitch's neck, leaving hickeys and love marks everywhere.

"I love you, baby doll." Scott groaned into Mitch's neck as the small violette (Violet equivalent to brunette.) grinder into his third boner of this whole experience.

"I love you too, Puddin'." Mitch moaned.

Scott slowly slid Mitch's shorts down his blood covered thighs and threw them somewhere haphazardly while Mitch unbuttoned Scott's purple suit.

Once their clothes were removed, Scott pushed in and sat there as Mitch adjusted to his large size.

"You're might big, Puddin'." Mitch groaned as he adjusted a little more before nodding. Scott chuckled before moving slowly, groaning at the unbearable pleasure that was slowly dragging itself through his body.

"A l-lil' faster, p-please?" Mitch begged. Scott obliged and sped up a little. Mitch's moans filled the air as his body rocked with pleasure. Mitch wrapped his arms around Scott's neck and pulled him into a kiss, lightly gripping his green locks.

"Oh, Mitchie." Scott moaned lowly into Mitch's ear. Mitch shuddered as he arched his back.

Scott felt that familiar swirl in his stomach that signaled his release. He and Mitch released at the same time before laughing and kissing each other lovingly.

The colors swirled again and he was in a room that was only lit with a lot of candles.

There bald Mitch stood, in all his beautiful glory. Scott was in nothing but his boxers.

"I'm ready for you." Mitch spoke softly. He slowly crawled on the bed and stop in the center. Face down ass up.

Scott crawled behind him and rubbed his cheeks tenderly before giving them a soft smack. He smacked them and smacked them and smacked them until they were warm to he touch and beer red. Mitch was softly whimpering as Scott spoke.

"Good girl, good girl." He praised Mitch for not crying. As he slowly pulled down his boxers, he gave Mitch's ass another smack. Earning a wince from the smaller man.

He tucked his cock in between Mitch's ass as he tenderly rubbed his cheeks.

"Daddy's gonna reward you for being so good." Scott smirked as he lined up. He slowly pushed in, earning a groan from the smaller man. The pleasure rapidly fighting with the pain.

Once Scott bottomed out, he put some of the chilled lube on Mitch's cheeks.

"Aaaaahh." Mitch sighed of relief as the chilling eased the pain from his spanking significantly.

"I told you that daddy was gonna reward you." Scott cooed as he moved at a slowed pace.

"T-thank you, d-daddy." Mitch moaned as he blushed furiously.

Scott gradually picked up his pace and Mitch was moaning loudly.

Scott trailed feather like kisses on Mitch's back as he thrusted.

"Mitchy, I'm so close." Scott breathed out as he held Mitch's hand.

"M-me too." Mitch replied as he felt the swirl of pleasure in his stomach.

They both came together as they moaned loudly.

Suddenly, everything turned white and Scott woke up. He looked down and saw his entire bed was white.

"Shit." Scott whispered as he removed the covers and cleaned up the mess.

Once he finally cleaned up all the come, he took a shower.

He stroked himself lazily as he thought about his dream.

"Mitch." He silently moaned as he shot all over the shower walls.

Once he dried off and put on new pajama pants, Scott went to the kitchen and saw Mitch with two cups of Starbucks, drinking one of them.

"Hey, Melissa." Mitch greeted.

"Hi, Stephanie." Scott smiled as he drank the coffee.

"I had the weirdest dream." Mitch started as he told Scott about the giant Wyatt that ate them and they rode through the cats digestive system until they were pooped out.

"What did you dream about?" Mitch asked with a raised brow.

"Um..." Scott blushed as he didn't want to reveal the contents of his dream.

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Okay... 2000+ words... AAAAAAHHHHH!

#WriterStatus... Jk lol.

Look at me... Being all cool and shit. Anyway, I wanted to say thank y'all. Since all these updates have killed my time, I'm might not update for a few weeks. So moderate on how much you read because this is if for the next few weeks. Love y'all.