guy in a chiffon skirt《brallon》

Chapter 30

"Do you think Ryan's still around here?" Brendon asked out of the blue, his head resting on Dallon's chest in their bed. Dallon's fingers stilled in Brendon's hair.

"Why do you ask?" Dallon said.

Brendon sighed and sat up nervously, before grabbing his phone off of the night stand. "I got a weird text yesterday." He said, opening his phone and opening up the text from a strange number.

Dallon sat up quickly. "What?" He said, looking at Brendon's phone as the smaller read the message out loud.

'You miss me, hun?'

Dallon's eyes widened and he took the phone from Brendon, quickly pressing the 'call' button and putting it to his ear.

"Dal, don't!" Brendon whisper-yelled, grabbing for Dallon's hand to get the phone, but the taller pulled away, as the phone rang.

'You've reached the voice mail box of Jon Walker, please leave a message after the beep'

"Do you know a Jon Walker?" Dallon asked Brendon.

"I.. yes. Jon Walker is one of Ryan's closest friends... oh my god." Brendon said, putting his hands over his face.

"Don't worry about it, baby. They don't know where we live, they don't know anything. We'll be okay, Bren." Dallon comforted, pulling Brendon to himself. Brendon wrapped his arms around Dallon, and let the taller hold him.

"Jon's a stalker, Dal. One time his girlfriend broke up with him four years back, and she moved away and started a new life.. and the next month, Jon had found her and forced her to come back with him. If he's with Ryan, then we don't have a chance of staying away from them." Brendon said, his voice shaky.

"Fuck.." Dallon said, running his fingers through his hair nervously. "Well, we'll... we'll figure something out. Don't let it worry you."

"Why can't he just leave me alone?" Brendon asked, his voice muffled as he pressed his face into Dallon's chest.

"You're just so pretty, baby." Dallon joked, trying to make light of the situation. "He's jealous of me. Most are." He said dramatically, making Brendon giggle.

"I'm just so damn sexy." Brendon said, smiling and pulling his shirt up slowly, attempting to be seductive.

Dallon giggled and rolled his eyes. "That's true, but what the hell are you doing?"

"Stripping. My backup plan." Brendon said.

Smut

Dallon rolled his eyes again, and said, "Here, let me help." Before he pulled Brendon's shirt off and began pressing kisses to his neck and collarbones. Brendon sighed and ran his fingers through Dallon's hair as the taller sucked purple marks into Brendon's skin.

"Mm, Dal, you better be prepared to finish what you're starting." Brendon said as Dallon trailed a hand down Brendon's side and to his hip.

"Hmm... nah, nevermind." Dallon said, standing up and climbing off of Brendon, whose sweatpants did little to hide his arousal.

"Dallon! Get back here!" Brendon said, sitting up and glaring at Dallon, who was walking towards the door. "Nah, I think I'll go get something to drink." Dallon said, smiling.

"Dallon!" Brendon whined, flopping back on the bed. "Please."

Dallon giggled and said, "What?"

"Dal, please come back over here." Brendon begged, and Dallon sighed. "Okay, okay." He said, walking slowly back to Brendon on the bed.

Brendon sat up and scooted to the end of the bed, and Dallon walked over, standing between his legs. Brendon stretched up and Dallon leaned down a little, and their lips connected.

Dallon slid his hands under Brendon's thighs and lifted him enough to scoot him back on the bed, and he hovered over Brendon, holding himself up with his hands and knees. Brendon smiled and slid his hands under Dallon's shirt. Dallon shivered at how cold Brendon's fingers were, but let the smaller man pull his shirt off over his head.

Dallon kissed Brendon's neck while he slid his fingers under the waistband of Brendon's sweatpants. He began to slide them down, pressing kisses to each inch of skin that was exposed the farther he moved them. Brendon wasn't wearing any underwear. Dallon blushed and tossed the pants on the floor, and began to pull off his own pants and boxers.

Brendon sat up and pushed Dallon back against the headboard, and straddled the taller man's lap. He pressed his soft lips to Dallon's neck, sucking and kissing.

Brendon reached down and wrapped his small hand around Dallon's dick, moving his hand slowly up and down as he began to rock his hips. Dallon's hands moved behind Brendon to grab his ass, pulling him closer and biting gently at his collarbones. Brendon moaned softly, and pulled back long enough to grab the lube from the bedside table. He opened it and rubbed it over his fingers, before reaching around himself and sliding them into himself, letting out a breathy moan as he did.

"Fuck, Bren, that's hot." Dallon said, wrapping a hand around his dick as he watched Brendon's thin fingers moving in and out of himself.

Brendon pulled his hand away, and reached for Dallon's. "Your fingers are bigger than mine." He said breathily, moving closer to Dallon and straddling his lap once more. Dallon slid two fingers inside of Brendon, turning them and stretching them apart. Brendon moaned and gasped, leaning against Dallon as the taller placed one hand on his hip.

"Dal, baby.." Brendon moaned, and Dallon pulled his fingers out. "You ready?" Dallon asked, and Brendon nodded. Dallon grabbed Brendon's hip in one hand and his own dick with the other, and helped guide Brendon down onto himself. The smaller man whined softly at the stretch, but was soon moving himself up and down on Dallon's length.

Dallon let out breathy moans as Brendon bounced on his lap, his fingers digging into Brendon's hips. After a while, as Brendon started to get tired from moving on his own, Dallon lifter the smaller up and flipped them over, so that he was on top and Brendon was underneath him. "Fuck, Dal, mm..." Brendon moaned, his thighs and hips twitching as Dallon moved in and out of him. "I'm gonna come, Dallon, Fuck."

Dallon didn't know that Brendon could come just from Dallon fucking him. Usually, he jerked Brendon off while he did to help him get off. But this time, the smaller man came undone beneath Dallon before he even had a chance to wrap a hand around his dick.

Dallon watched his eyes roll back and his hips jerk as he came, and that was all it took to push him to the edge as well. He thrust a couple more times before he came as well, moaning Brendon's name as he did.

He pulled out and went through their usual process of cleaning up, before he lied back down in the bed with Brendon. Brendon cuddled up into Dallon's side and kissed the taller man's neck once, before pressing his face into Dallon's skin and dozing off, leaving Dallon to stare lovingly down at him before he fell asleep as well.