Stage Gay (Brallon) ON HOLD

One

Hello! I'm PJ and this is my first story on here. It's very sexual, so this is your warning. Also, this chapter is kind of short because it's an introduction. The chapters following will be longer.
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Brendon Urie is so fucking hot.

The band had been playing a show under the harsh Las Vegas sun, and Brendon didn't hesitate in taking off his clothes. He started with his shirt, then his pants, and then he teased his underwear. At that point I was thankful to have a bass hanging in front of me.

Brendon may or may not have been known for his stripping and flamboyant moves. People called it his "stage gay" because even though he may have seemed gay, everybody knew Brendon was notorious for sleeping with as many women as he could. He was often found on the cover of trashy gossip magazines leading, what the tabloids like call, his "new mystery girl" into a hotel room. The girls were a mystery because either their faces were hidden, or they weren't famous enough for people to know or care about. He basically picked girls off the streets who were willing to sleep with him. He slept with so many girls I was surprised one of them hadn't taken picture and leaked a dick pic to the media.

Once Spencer left the band, I hate to say it, but Panic! at the Disco became Brendon's stage name. He was the only founding member left, and he took the band into his own hands. He wrote the album Death of a Bachelor by himself, almost as if it was a solo album. He appeared on talk shows and did radio interviews without me, which I guess wasn't really anything new, but what was new was the way he acted. Previously he would try to talk and negotiate with people to allow me and Spencer to go with him, but now he didn't even tell me when he had an interview.

I think once Spencer officially left the band, he embraced this idea of creating his own projects–solo projects. Throughout the recording and touring of Too Weird, Brendon would always say Panic! at the Disco is, and always will be a band, but then suddenly I wasn't really a "member" of the band anymore. I was confused, and so were the fans, so I just told them what Brendon told me. I was just a touring member.

To put it simply, Brendon Urie was a jerk and a slut, and the media loved it. They always focused on just him, fueling the idea of the band now being his solo project. I was rarely mentioned at all. The only time my name got brought up was when people talked about his "stage gay" because he usually made me a part of that.

Like right now, for example, Brendon was palming himself through his underwear and staring at me dead in the eye. I didn't understand why he did things like this, but I guess no one ever questioned his sexuality and the fans loved it. Normally this sort of thing didn't get me mentioned, the only time my name was actually written and not just as "the bassist" was when he did something physical to me. Which did happen, although not as much as I would've liked.

Yes, I was gay. I was so fucking gay, but no one knew that. Well, that's a lie I guess. My family and close friends knew, but that was it. The media didn't know, the fans didn't know, and Brendon didn't know. Brendon especially didn't know.

I was afraid that if he knew it would change the dynamic between us. Right now we were friends, not particularly close, but I was okay with that. Things were good right now and I wanted them to stay like that. I was afraid if he knew that he would get freaked out and keep a distance from me. I didn't want him to stop this whole "stage gay" thing either, because then what would I jack off to later? Yeah he was a jerk and a slut, but damn. Brendon Urie is so fucking hot.