The Publicity Stunt - Ryden

Chapter 10: peaches and cream

That night something was different. Brendon was on his knees for me again, my hand in his hair pushing my hips up to his lips. It wasn't satisfying, not like it usually was. I found myself daydreaming about Brendon on his back, legs up in the air as I push into him. I think about the way he would choke on his own moans. It turns me on way more than id like to admit.

"You're a good actor. That I love you almost sounded real today." I say against a moan, looking down at Brendon as he pulls off my length to fist it gently. He looks up at me with quizzical eyes and shakes his head gently, opening his mouth to say something but he quickly closes it, deciding against saying what's on his mind.

I let my fingers move to caress his cheek, way too lovingly for my own good. Something was wrong, I could tell that by the way my chest twisted and turned when he moved his head to gently kiss my open palm. I clear my throat gently and mull it over before letting out my thoughts. "Get on the bed. Hands and knees." I all but demand.

Brendon's hand stalls and he looks up at me as if he's trying to figure out what the fuck I'm on, before finally following orders and crawling onto the bed. He pushes his cheek to the covers on my bed as he lifts his ass up to the sky, wiggling it softly to let me get a good look. "I knew you wanted to fuck me daddy.." He groans, and I can't help but moan at that, because I did want to fuck him. I wanted it more than anything.

I walk over to the edge of the bed and bring my hand down hard against his ass. Brendon whines softly at the spank and jerks his body away from me a bit, earning him another quick snap of my hand onto his skin. "Did I ask you to talk?" I ask with a growl. Brendon whines and shakes his head no before pushing his ass back towards me like the submissive bitch he is. "You did so good on your knees baby... So fucking good." I praise him, sinking to my knees behind him and licking over my lips. "Can you spread for me honey?" I don't know where all these pet names are coming from, but they feel so right falling off my tongue.

Brendon reaches behind him and uses his hands to spread his ass open for me. I groan at the small pink hole in front of me. It's been ages since he's been properly fucked. I can't help but revel in the knowledge that he's only been in my bed since we started fake dating. "Please fuck me Ry..." He all but begs, back arching as I lean in and lick over his hole. He let's out a loud moan and I swear I could cum right then and there at that sound. Music to my fucking ears.

"Too much work." I mutter at his suggestion, easily teasing him. I lean back in and grab his hips so I can get closer to him. I lick at his hole and slowly push my tongue into him, making him moan again.

"Please daddy. Fuck, I'll do all the work. I'll ride you baby I just... Fuck I need you inside of me." He pleads, eager to do anything it takes to get me to fuck him. I smirk at that and feel him shake under my tongue as I push it into him and flick it against his walls, tasting as much of him as I can. "Please.." He shudders out, barely able to talk as he's overrun by the pleasure my tongue is giving him. "You don't have... Fuck... You don't have to use lube... Don't have to prep me.. I just need you. I'll do whatever it takes."

That gets me on my feet, because the thought of going into Brendon Urie raw makes my entire body tighten. I need it. I need it now. I push into him without warning and his entire body jerks. He groans in pain and I can feel how tight he is, how much it must hurt to have me inside him, but he asked for this. This is what he wanted.

"Been so long..." He mumbles, and I already know that. His ass is tighter than I've ever felt. Maybe it's the lack of lube or prep, but I could swear he's a virgin in that moment. The way he pushes his ass back to take me all the way in tells me otherwise.

I let out a low moan and grab his hair for grip, moving slowly in an out of him so he can loosen up slightly for me. I loved how tight he was, but I wasn't about to hurt the guy. He let's out a loud moan, so loud the walls seem to shake, and I know he's ready for more. I move my hips and pull in and out of him quickly. I let out whimpers under my breath and lightly curse whatever god is out there for making sex with Brendon feel so damn good. I hadn't wanted to like this, not with him, but fuck it was amazing.

After a while I'm pounding into him, our skin slapping together at an alarming rate. I know my neighbors can her the screams of pleasure coming from Brendon's mouth but I don't care. Simply the sound is making me closer to orgasm.

Brendon's done within seconds, cum shooting out of him as I fall apart at the exact same moment. He whines when I pull out of him to see the mess I've left in him slowly drip down his leg.
I collapse next to him and he quickly follows suit, wrapping his arm around my waist and snuggling his body into my side. I wrap my arm around his shoulders and smirk gently as I close my eyes, exhausted after that intense session.

It's only a moment later that Brendon says "it wasn't acting" and falls asleep, leaving me to wonder what in the fuck he was talking about.