New Perspective

Chapter 2

Patrick wakes quite early like usual. He decides to cook everyone breakfast. The bleach blonde is in the kitchen cracking an egg against the counter and pouring it into the buttered pan. He dances around in the kitchen singing as he popped the bread into the toaster.
Pete soon wakes to the sound of Patricks full of energy voice. The dark haired boy rubs his eyes stumbling tiredly into the kitchen. "Making breakfast I see." Patrick jumps a little startled by Pete's sudden entrance. Pete chuckles sitting down on a stool at the kitchen island. "Hope you like eggs toast and pancakes." he smiles sweetly flipping over a pancake on the skillet with the spatula.
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The buzz of his phone jolts Dallon awake from his deep sleep. A vaguely familiar number flashes on the screen and Dallon hits answer. "Is this the hot guy I humped yesterday," Dallon blushed. "Depends is this the person who left me last night," Dallon said bitterly. "Look i'm sorry about last night let me make it up to you, where do you live I can swing by," Brendon replied. Dallon remained silent before replying with his address. "Look Dallon I will make it up to you I promise." And with that he hung up.
Dallon crawls out of bed following the scent of pancakes. Patrick stands over the stove laughing with the unfamiliar man from last night. "oh good morning Mr. Sunshine." Patrick greets Dallon. "This is Pete Wentz." Pete waves at Dallon with a friendly smile.Dallon smiled and looked down at his warm plate of pancakes. "Patrick these pancakes are like heaven," Dallon said as he practically inhaled them. "Seriously you have a gift," Pete said he looked up at Patrick with a soft smile. The three ate in a comfortable silence when a knock at the door interrupted them. "That would be for me," Dallon said quickly. He got up from his seat, and made sure that his pajamas were in place before he swung open the door. Brendon stood there leaning against the door frame a wide grin on his face. He pulled himself up to Dallon's lips and placed a kiss on them. He strolled into the house before stopping dead in his tracks to look at Pete.
"Pete," he said in disbelief. Pete stiffened and turned to look at Brendon. He smiled cruelly, "Where is Ryan?" Brendon looked down in pain and Patrick and Dallon stood staring in confusion. Brendon turned and looked up at Dallon. "How fast can you get dressed?" Brendon asked, tears slightly welling up behind his eyes. "Wait what is even going on here I'm so confused," Patrick said looking back and forth between Brendon and Pete. "Yeah me too, I'm not going anywhere until you tell me what the hell is going on."
Pete sighed, "We might as well just tell them." Brendon nodded shifting nervously on the balls of his feet. "Hmm where to start," Brendon said trying his best to avoid eye contact with Dallon. "I used to be in love with him," Pete said bluntly.
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Patrick furrows his brows still confused by the statement Pete has given. Dallon felt like he couldn't believe his ears. "Well you can't just say that, Pete." Brendon rocks back and forth on his feet. "yeah I know that Bren. Just gave me something to start with." Pete sighs. "I have known Pete for most of my life. Um we were very close as children, we formed a band actually," Brendon rambled. "The band name was Nostalgia." Pete adds with a nod. "Ryan was our guitarist in the band we never got too far to find a drummer the band was over by then. Well Ryan was the jealous type." In Pete's eyes you could see a type homesick look about the past he and Brendon had shared. "A couple of months later we were in love," Brendon said he now looked down at his shoes."But I hadn't know I was too busy myself falling for Brendon." Pete says this with a sort of sad sigh. "Ryan wanted Brendon all to himself apparently and Bren gave him that. They pushed me away." His tone turns bitter harsh, anger rising in his words. Brendon looked up and over at Pete tears rolling down his face. "And because of him I lost contact with Pete, and it's because of me that I never went looking for him." Pete refused to look at Brendon. "It didn't have to end like that, but that past is in the past right?"Brendon looked up, his brown eyes brimming with tears. "Right." he nodded, "I'm going to go now, I'm sorry I troubled you." Brendon turned and walked out of the apartment. Dallon followed right after leaving Patrick and Pete alone.
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Pete sighed slamming his head down on the counter. Patrick winces at the sight pretty sure Pete just gave himself a concussion. He stands in utter silence not sure how to approach Pete. The room is filled with the sounds of the dark haired boys loud uneven breaths sounding as if they were could break at any moment, so fragile. "Pete.." He starts to softly say, but closes his mouth when he sees the male shudder at the sound of his voice.
"Trick don't." Pete breathes out. "There's nothing that you can say to fix me alright?" Patrick is taken aback by the words. Patrick Martin Stumph giving up on cheering another up not heard of. He gently on rests his hand on Pete's back sliding it up and down. "Alright big fella. I'll try to keep my mouth shut for you, but that's not going to be easy." Finally a smile spreads across his lips. Patrick returns one of his own warm and inviting.
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Dallon followed Brendon down the non busy street calling his name. "You can't just keep running, we need to talk about this," Dallon called. Brendon stopped and turned to look at Dallon. "Didn't you hear him. He is right about everything, I'm not good for you," Brendon said. "I ruin everything,and I care about you too much do the same to you." He turned and continued walking.
"I said stop, so get your ass back here," Dallon yelled. Brendon stopped and walked back over to Dallon. "I'm boring, and you are the first thing in my life that isn't average. You within a day have changed everything. You have actually been the only thing interesting, and if you think I'm going to let you go you need to think again," Dallon said wrapping his arms around Brendon's waist. "Don't you understand, this is going to end in me screwing everything up like I always do," Brendon said. Dallon leaned down and placed a kiss on Brendon's lips. "How about you just screw me," he whispered. Brendon smiled against his neck. "I guess that could be arranged."
The two separated and walked hand in hand back to the apartment.
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Patrick and Pete lay on the couch in the boy's living room. Their fingers are laced together held close to Patrick's lips. Pete's breath dances along Patrick's neck causing him to shiver slightly. They lie there for while Patrick in Pete's arms. Pete insisted this was the only way to help him feel better. He rolled his eyes at this, but couldn't reject.
Soon the boys hearing laughing at the door startling them a bit from the sudden break in silence. "I had to tell him what butt sex was, that was definitely the worse one night stand I have ever had," Brendon laughed. Patrick looks to Pete creasing his brow together overhearing the conversation. "Typical Brenny Boo." Pete rolls his eyes recalling back to a nickname he always used as a playful tease. "So is Brendon staying the night?" Patrick asks trying to break the tension from the two. Dallon looked down blushing, "Don't worry we will try our best to keep it down," Brendon laughed, dragging Dallon away. Pete rolls his eyes once more. "I'm warning you he's a loud one Dally." Dallon blushed a deeper red, struggling to keep up with the energetic Urie.
Pete pins Patrick to the couch straddling him by the waist. "C'mon Lunchbox lets show him how much louder we can be." Pete says in a low sexy voice. Patrick's cheeks become hot and turn a crimson red. "I-I uh." Patrick stammers. He chuckles at his cute shyness and bends down kissing his cheeks warm to his lips. "I was only joking."
The blondie practically sighs with relief cracking another laugh from Mr. Giggles. Pete lays back next to him hugging him tightly around his waist. He rests his lips gently on the male's neck and leaves small kisses. Patrick bites his lip gently melting under the dark haired boy's touch. Patrick was a sucker for his kisses caving into the sweet hot lips of Peter Lewis Kingston Wentz The Third.
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"Do you hear that," Brendon said when they entered the room. Dallon looked at him confused and shook his head no. "They are trying to out sex us," Brendon laughed. "Well I always do win at my games," Dallon joked moving closer to Brendon. "Is that so," Brendon said as he grabbed Dallon, staring up into his beautiful blue eyes. "Well guess we are going to have to win," Brendon said. He pulled Dallon down connecting their lips. Suddenly it was like they were back at the club, bodies pulling towards each other. Dallon moaned as Bredon began to place kisses up his neck. They made out like there was no tomorrow pushing each other closer and closer together. They began to remove their clothes till they were just in their underwear. Brendon began to palm Dallon's noticeable erection. Dallon couldn't help but buck up his hips. Brendon growled and began to place kisses down Brendon's chest till he was at the waistband of Dallon's underwear. Brendon pulled them off revealing his ... Brendon took it in his mouth and instantly got to work. With each warm movement of his head rolls Dallon let out moans of pleasure. "On your stomach," Brendon said after he was finished. "No, no, no, i'm on top," Dallon laughed. The two playfully glared at each other until Dallon finally laid down. Brendon instantly began to finger Dallon causing him to gasp out loud. Brendon slipped two fingers in, "Oh god," Dallon moaned. Brendon slowly edged in his penis causing moans from the both of them. Everything else in the world fell away from them and it was just the two of them in that moment enjoying each other. All of their movements driven by passion. Brendon began to pump faster and faster causing Dallon to growl with excitement. Faster and Faster Brendon pumped and he knew he wasn't going to last for much longer. With every last ounce of strength in his body he pumped until he couldn't anymore. "Uh fuck," Brendon muttered as he came, Dallon soon after. The two laid next to each other in the bed, each staring into each others eyes. 'We totally won," Brendon laughed as he kissed Dallon's neck.
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Patrick's lip part slightly and a moan escapes before he can help it causing him to blush even more. Pete squirms slightly and Patrick turns his head to look back at him with his soft baby brown eyes. "You okay?" He asks concerned. "yeah just uh don't worry about it." Wentz stumbles out as if he's trying to keep something. The blonde gives him his best puppy dog eyes and pouts out his lip slightly. "Just an er..." He trails off. Patrick crosses his arms making a soft sniffling noise. "Tell me please." Pete sighs. "Well here." He takes the boy's hand traveling it to the bulge in his jeans.
Patrick bites down on his lip as he feels the hard on of Peter Wentz all because of a small noise that he had made. He leaves his hand there but grasps his hair with the other pulling Pete into his lips hard with great passion. The dark haired one gasps slightly from the sudden roughness but quickly returns the kiss. Their lips begin to move in sync and they don't pull apart until they absolutely can't breath anymore. Their breaths are hot heavy and ragged. Pete takes this chance to thrust himself into the other's hand. Patrick looks to him nervously gnawing on the inside of his cheek. "But Petey." He whines quickly coming with an excuse. "I'm sleepy." Stump pouts out his lip cutely. "okay my precious boy you can sleep." Pete gently kisses his temple as he lets out a baby little yawn and drifts his eyes closed. "Sweet dreams hot lips." Patrick says with smile.