"I'll leave panic if you don't. You need me more then your little pretty mind can't think, Beebo." Dallon smirks, and bites his lip at the pretty boy. "N-no. I'm not gay Dallon. You'd never leave panic!" Brendon fires back angrily. They've bin arguing for hours now. "Try me." Dallon smirks once again. He moves closer to Brendon, and traces his finger up from his naked chest to his boxers. Brendon doesn't know how he feels about this, but he blushes very much. "Your face is telling me a different answer." Dallon goes up to his ear, "don't you want me to fuck you right after it?". Shivers went down Brendon's spine, as his hands started to shake a bit. Brendon pulled back, and sighed. "Oh gosh, Brendon. It isn't that bad. It's just a blow job! Get over it." Dallon sighs, and sits in his chair. "Your not telling no one about this." Brendon says nervously, and Dallon smirks. "This is our dirty little secret."
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Is it still me that makes you sweat? (Brallon)
FanficDallon recently comes out to Brendon, and Brendon supports him all the way. Couple months later, dallon has a sneaky and devilish plan. What happenes when dallon threatens Brendon he will leave if he doesn't get a blow job by him? Oh, honey, you'll...
