Author: repulsive_x on Livejournal. ALL CREDITS FOR THIS WONDERFUL STORY GO TO THIS AUTHOR! Rating: NC-17 POV: 1st, Brendon’s Summary: Brendon develops a little crush on the pastor’s son.

"thanks for the dick-pic"

Ryan texts a random number he found on the bathroom stall. Brendon tries to ignore the text messages when he finds out who it is. Out of mutual boredom and curiosity, the pair decide to play 21 questions. Text fic Started: 3/29/20 Finished: 5/24/20 Highest Ranking: #1 Ryden #1 Petewentz

hour one: "hi, i'm brendon." "i'm ryan." hour thirteen: "ry. you left a piece of paper on your seat." "keep it. it's for you." warning: ⚣ hi please stop reading this i hate it okay ily bye

Ryan is quite popular thanks to his line of sex toys, Cinnamon Tulips Inc. A lame, tacky name, sure, but it got him to where he wants to be. Living in the finest penthouse in New York City, his bank account practically overflowing and, the best part, an unlimited supply of sex with whoever he wants. At twenty three years old, he's living the dream life.