Dallons pov:
Brendon will not stop singing his new songs. He sings them in the shower, the car, the kitchen, and the basement. He told me he wants to hold the album's debut concert on my birthday. I go to the basement with him and pick up my bass guitar. Brendon gives me sheet music to practice.
He walks over to the couch and sits down. He drinks his coffee and stairs at me with his sexy brown eyes. I start to blush. He tells me he can't have a shy bass player at the concert. I walk towards him and hit him over the head with one of the couch pillows.
Brendon pulls me on top of him. "Are you still shy?" he asks grabbing my hand and placing it on his cock. "No!" I say shaking my head back and forth. As I'm feeling up his cock and he starts to moan, he pushes me off of him and says, "now play for me big boy." Biting his lip, Brendon watches me play.
Once in a while Brendon will come up to me, wrap his arms around me and show me how I should play the notes. I play they how Brendon wants me to when he asks, "do you got something in your pocket or are you just happy to see me?" I laugh and ask him, "Well how do you expect me to react when you're being a tease?"
Brendon starts laughing and tells me my playing is amazing and that now it was his turn to play with me.

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