Dallon strummed the last note on the bass, flopping his hair over his eyes to glance over at the main attraction, the lead singer, and the audience began to shriek, filling the arena with screams and flailing arms in the air. Brendon looked over at Dallon heart racing, again grinning ear to ear; 'finally' Dallon thought.. He was painfully hard, thinking of Brendon stripping on stage, the way his hips gyrated in tantalising circles in a private show for his eyes, hungry to be dominated.
Clambering off the stage, Dallon doubled over and took in sharp breaths. He wasn't used to the overwhelming attention yet, it made him extraordinarily jealous thinking of the girls who wanted in Brendon's pants. Combing his fingers through his luscious hair he retreated back to the hotel alone. Not ready to face the consequences of his and Brendon's forthcoming relationship, the desire of Brendon was the reason he was moderately sane, they were lovers that could be best friends and also practice BDSM. He was completely comfortable with exchanging body heat with Brendon, something he's never had with another person, it was as if their souls moulded into one complimenting each other perfectly, they couldn't be without each other.
Preoccupations flashed through his mind, him and Breezy were fighting again, he never felt the way he felt with Brendon.. With her. When Dallon and Brendon kissed, it was an explosion of passion, an addictive release, he saw fireworks behind his eyes and felt weak in the knees, Dallon needed another dose. He knew it was wrong to want Brendon, to need Brendon, but he was just another addict; a human slave to the hamartia of inexplicable emotional connection.
Brendon was anxious now, waiting in the hotel room for Dallon to return, he noticed him being unnervingly quiet all of a sudden and was worried about the impending termination of the affair a caricature of intimacy. He hated calling it that, it was love.. Pure and unadulterated, the most riveting of emotions one could experience. But it was never going to be right, the lure of the lustful relations between two men wasn't something married guys should be feeling. These emotions couldn't be shut off like that, the enveloped his every waking moment, his whole being, they were dependant on each other and lived every second for the chance of another day with each other.
Rocking back and forth on the mattress wasn't helping, Brendon shot up and ran the shower.. He was beginning to panic, Dallon was everything to him. The brilliant blue of his eyes giving him a reason to take another breath. Staring into the shabby bathroom mirror, he saw the man Dallon loved irrevocably, reminiscing the way they looked at each other way too much for Brendon to deal with alone and drunk.
Dallon silently entered the room closing the goddamn door, only to find it empty, hearing the shower running he removed his clothes piece by piece in a trail until he reached the plastic curtain. He paused and stared at Brendon huddled under the head of the shower, cradling his arms around his legs.. Sobbing intensely a pain only Dallon could relieve him from. The look in Brendon's eyes of sheer awe seeing Dallon step into the shower, caused him to jump up and pin Dallon to the wall with a sloppy kiss, trailing down his collar bone with small bites, this earned a breathy moan from Dallon.
"Baby, where... Were.. You??" Brendon exclaimed between kisses, his tears falling down his cheeks.
Dallon ran his hand over Brendon's trembling shoulder causing a jolt of electricity to shoot through him catching his breath in his throat, holding him in place before gazing into his very soul and whispering, "I'm not losing you"
Clasping their hands around each other they fell to the base of the tub, cascading water washing their sins away. At that moment, with Brendon's head on Dallon's chest their heart beats muddled into an inescapable rhythm of passion, the very same electric spark that coursed through their fingers and their bodies tangled together.
Dallons fingers began to trace down Brendon's chest grazing his nipple and circling his navel. With a sharp inspiration, his legs widened and allowed Dallon full access to his semi flaccid member. Firmly grasping the base of his penis, Dallon worked his way up to the tip in long stroking movements, leaving Brendon writhing leaning up to Dallon's mouth for tender kisses.
Scooping Brendon up in his arms, Dallon declared "to the bedroom!" He tumbled out of the bathroom, dumping Brendon on the bed. Sliding over Brendon, Dallon pressed a finger over his gaping mouth as his tongue made contact with the beads of precum on the tip of his member. His mouth closed over the head and he swirled his tongue tentatively hitting each nerve slowly, bringing him to the cusp before engorging Brendon's whole 8" in a risky deepthroat. Still sensitive from the shower, Brendon's fingertips ran through Dallon's hair pushing him further on his erection.
A multitude of muffled curses left Brendon's mouth, groaning loudly as he shot himself in Dallon's mouth. Licking cum from around the edges of his mouth Dallon felt Brendon's fingers lace around his neck crushing their mouths together, panting hard now Dallon pressed his fingertips to Brendon's mouth.
"Suck me baby, I want all of you now and forever" Dallon eagerly said.
"Fuck me, hard" Brendon replied, a smirk forming at the corner of his mouth.
Brendon took Dallon's fingers in his mouth and began to suck gently, looking Dallon in the eyes the whole time earned a hard on and stifled moans. Retracting his fingers , Dallon lifted Brendon's legs around his back and pressed the tip of a finger in Brendon's entrance. Shifting uncomfortably, Brendon grasped handfuls of the bedsheets. Wiggling his finger, Dallon added a second and pressing and wiggling gently forward until he found the spot. Brendon was grunting loudly and pushing back against Dallon's fingers, giving him an undefeatable sense of power and control.
"Now! I can't fucking wait, I want to feel you inside me Dal" Brendon moaned.
Dallon pulled his fingers out of Brendon and softly replaced them with the head of his member, pushing slowly in. They were both covered in a sheen of sweat now, the youth radiating from their skin in the cascading moonlight. As long as they were alone together, they could be young forever. Pulling out almost completely, Dallon shoved back in full throttle, the bed posting smashing into the wall in time with their loud expressions of undeniable pleasure.
Careful not to arouse the surrounding rooms of sleep, Dallon slung Brendon off the bed and they crashed into a wall giggling. Placing rough kisses on Brendon's neck grabbing Brendon's loose hair and tugging his head to the side he began to playfully bite, he began to breathe heavier, quivering with newfound emotion. His penis painfully turgid, rubbing on Dallon's Rock hard abs was enough to send him over the edge. The pressure that had built in the base of his stomach skyrocketed and waves of indescribable pleasure crashed over him, drowning any worries he had of their relationship.
Laying against the wall, catching his breath Brendon watched the invigorating hunger in Dallon's eyes as he lurched toward his orgasm, shuddering and whimpering against Brendon's neck. With a final thrust they both said declared their love for each other. In a high from their orgasm they piled on the bed together, legs entangled, fingers entwined. After they made love they had no regrets about their relationship or their stance with God, because something this beautiful could never be wrong. They fell asleep in each other's arms, clinging to the hope of a tangible forever together.
