Feelings. Brallon (Teacher x Student)

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Around 5 minutes later I hear a knock on my door. I walk over to the door and I open it. I'm met by a smiling face. "Hey Brendon!" Dallon says.
"Hey Dallon! He walks in and he gives me a hug. I hug back and smile even more. We let go and I lead inside toward the kitchen. "What Anything to drink?" I open up the fridge and I look up at him.
He looks inside. "Dude where did you get the beer?!"

I laugh. "It's fine my drink is nonalcoholic! Yours is though."
He takes a sigh of relief. I smile and grab two bottles handing one to Dallon.

"Thanks! Who knew, I would be at your house having a beer with you even though we met just today!" Dallon says while taking a gulp of the drink.
"Right! Honestly you are the only person that I've felt this close too in ONLY 1 DAY!" We both smile.

"Ok so again I brought you here to help me."
Dallon nods in response while taking a sip of his beer.
"Anyway I have this chair that I'm building and well it's confusing as frick so please help me on this. I also have some clothes that I need to put away." I look at him waiting for an answer and soon enough he does.
"Ok well here let me see the instructions!"
I nod and give him the confusing paper. His face goes all weird. "See and this is why I called for help."
"Ok well um maybe we could just start with the clothes? Ok with you?"

I nod and I lead him to my room. "Stay here I'll go get the box."
I then walk out of the room for a few seconds and I then come back with a box in my hands. I place it down on the bed and I sigh. "There."
I take a sip of my drink and put it on the bed stand.

"Ok so like where does everything go?" Dallon asks. I point over to my closet. "Most of it is shirts sooooooo just like hang the shit up if ya want."
He nods and begins grabbing shirts. I pitch in and help.

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It's been like 5 hours and we only got one box done. Most of the time we just kept drinking and got drunk. Well Dallon did.

It's 10:30 and I'm laughing at Dallons silliness.

"Wow Dallon you are crazy when you are drunk!" I say.
"Haaaaaaaaa! That's not allllllll!" He replies very drunk. I slur a laugh.
"Then what else is there?"
He sits and thinks. "Well I've been wanting to say this ever since I first laid eyes on you Brendon."

I nod making him continue. "Well when I first saw you, I knew right then and there that I wanted to fuck you."
He says it in such a normal tone that it's not even funny...
I look at him. "R-really?"
He hiccups. "Yeeeeeeep!"

"D-Dallon...-"
Before I could finish I feel warm lips on mine. Dallon out of nowhere just kissed me. He pulled away and I taste Alcohol from him.

"S-sorry brendon I-"

"Dallon do me a favor."

He stops and looks at me.

"Please, just shut the fuck up"

His face goes pale and sad. He wipes away a tear.

"Because-" He looks up at me with sad eyes.

"I never said you could stop!" A devilish smirk comes across my face and I smack my lips against his. My hands are on his hips while his hands are behind my head. We take in the moment with small smiles.

I pull away. I can see the sadness on Dallons face.

"Follow me."
He smiles and I lead him to my room while not breaking apart our lips from each other's. I open up the door and twist Dallon around while throwing him down on my bed. I lay over top of him taking control. He lets out a small moan and I giggle. I then break the kiss taking my shirt off along with his. I take in his tall body.

I bite my lip. "Damn Dallon not as bad as I thought."
"Same goes to you" he smirks and twists me over. He is now on top of me while I am on the bottom. He pulls down his pants along with mine.

Let's just say a lot happened that night...

An: I'm so sorry you had to read this. I'm actually surprised that this story is going somewhere...