Oneshots - multiship

Stage gay

⭐️brallon⭐️

This is awful because its extremely rushed because im being pressured into writing a frerard oneshot that i want to be actually decent and itll take time so i wanna publish something incase theres a massive gap between chapters

Lotta love - xodeath
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Sweat trickled down Brendon's forehead as he sang into the mic and jumped around the stage.

"What a shame the poor groom's bride is a; fuckin' slut." He bent over in front of Dallon, shaking his ass slightly to tease his boyfriend. He shot up again and continued singing, winking at the tall boy. Dallon groaned under his breath, the thoughts of what he could do to that ass of Brendon's causing a problem to form in his pants. Dallon snapped out of his thoughts when Brendon walked up to him with a smirk. He swung his bass out of the way and grabbed the shorter boy's face. He connected their lips, groaning when Brendon ground their hips together. The crowd roared, Brallon shippers not knowing what to do with themselves. Brendon pulled away and continued singing. The end of the song came round and Brendon ran a hand through his damp hair. "One more fucking song, you guys." The crowed roared as Dallon walked over and stood behind the shorter boy.

"How 'bout Girls/Girls/Boys, pretty boy?" Brendon grinned and pushed back against Dallon. He pulled his shirt off and moved his hips in time to the music. The problem in Dallon's pants had become obvious and he was trying his best to control himself and not fuck the brains out of his boyfriend then and there. Brendon stayed in his position of being pushed back against the taller boy, the feeling of Dallon's erection against his ass making him smirk.

"And love is not a choice." Brendon sang the last line of the song and panted. "Thank you guys so much for coming out tonight! We've been Panic! At The Disco and you've been fucking amazing!" The lights dimmed and Brendon grabbed Dallon's hand and ran off stage. The shorter man pulled his boyfriend into the bathroom backstage and locked the door behind them. He listened until he heard Dan and Kenny walk past, mumbling about the couple 'definitely getting off'. Dallon smirked and wrapped his arms around the shorter boy.

"So pretty onstage tonight, sweetheart." He sucked on the boy's neck until he found his sweet spot. Brendon let out a quiet moan and brought his hand down to palm at his own crotch. Dallon tutted and held Brendon's wrists above his head. Dallon pushed the boy up against the wall and sucked harder on his sweet spot.

"Please..." Dallon smirked.

"Please what, pretty boy?"

"Fuck, anything!" As much as Dallon loved teasing his boyfriend, the sight of Brendon like this had him achingly hard.

"Turn around. I'm gonna eat you out." Brendon moaned at the thought, turning so his face was pressed to the bathroom wall. Dallon pulled down both of their pants and boxers, moving one hand to stroke himself and the other to spread Brendon's ass cheeks. He ran his tongue over the tight ring of muscle, gently licking and sucking as Brendon moaned loudly. He kissed at the plump skin and pumped himself at a quick pace. He moved his free hand up to stroke Brendon's leaking cock, pushing the shorter man closer to his release. He pushed his face closer to Brendon's hole, his tongue continuing it's movements of dipping in and out of the boy's entrance.

"H-holy fuck, Dall, I'm so close." Dallon pulled away slightly and blew hot air over Bren's hole, the sensation enough to have Brendon coming onto his boyfriend's fist. His head was thrown back, sweat glossing his face, eyes closed in bliss. The sight of that alone was enough to have Dallon coming undone in his own hand.

"Holy shit. Let's clean up." He pressed a gentle kiss to Brendon's shoulder before moving away to get some paper towels.