\\Hey, so my friends were telling me to make a part 2 so here it is. My dad walked in on me writing this, SHOOK//
Brendon started fumbling with Dallon's belt, managed to clink it open before Dallon took his hands away and shook his head with a crooked smile. He pecked Brendon's lips once again, before starting downwards, placing soft kisses on his chest and stomach. Brendon sucked in a breath and let it out shakily when Dallon started kissing and licking below his navel, and started working on his fly with experienced fingers.
"Damn skinny jeans." Dallon muttered under his breath when they got stuck at Brendon's knees.
Brendon giggled and helped him pull them off, eventually kicking them to the floor.
Dallon decided that Brendon looked the most gorgeous liked this. On Dallon's bed, hair all mussed, lips swollen, chest flushed and heaving, cock obviously straining against his boxers and legs slightly spread. He whimpered when Dallon slowly pulled down the underwear and dropped it on the floor, before settling himself between Brendon's legs. He looked up at Brendon with an amused grin. Brendon raised an eyebrow.
What now?". Dallon shrugged and said, "You're just pretty for a 22 year old "in an airy tone.
Brendon huffed and swatted at the side of his head, Dallon giggled and kissed the inside of Brendon's thigh.
Brendon whimpered and breathed heavily as Dallon got closer to hard and almost leaking cock. When Dallon lightly bit at the soft flesh, he jerked, bucking his hips and muttering, "Shit." under his breath. Dallon smirked and nosed at the base of his dick, before gripping it and licking a broad stripe up the length. Brendon moaned loud and unhinged, and tangled his fingers in Dallon's hair, pushing his legs further apart when Dallon sucked the head into his mouth.
Dallon knew it probably wasn't going to be long, so he tried his best to make Brendon last by going slow and not sucking too hard when he started taking Brendon's length into his mouth. Brendon was moaning, writhing and bucking underneath him, Dallon sat up on his knees and placed both hands on Brendon's hips. He started bobbing his head up and down, mindful of his teeth and skillful with his tongue, and Brendon tightened his hands in Dallon's hair. Swearwords and moans and whimpers were flowing from his mouth, and Dallon silently smiled at how loud Brendon was.
Dallon started sucking hard and taking Brendon in deep, hollowing his cheeks and using almost all the tricks he'd learned in his time. When he brought a finger down to rub at Brendon's entrance as well, Brendon's fingers tightened completely in Dallon's hair and he let out a sound balancing on the edge of being a scream as he came down Dallon's throat. Dallon pulled him through it, doing his best to swallow it all and not drool too much.
"Fuck." Brendon said between heavy breaths as Dallon laid down next to him. Dallon smirked and asked,
"Worth waiting for?". Brendon blew out air and moved to sit on top of Dallon, straddling his thighs.
"Your turn. But you're gonna have to guide me through it." he said.
