Dallon struggled to shrug off his coat as he and Brendon stumbled into their hotel room, making out furiously. Brendon chuckled as Dallon got tangled up in his coat and glided over to help him. He stood behind him and slid off the jacket and kissed his neck. Dallon moaned and leaned his head back on Brendons shoulder. Brendon buried his face in his hair and he could hear the sigh from Dallons mouth. He slid around him and kissed him passionately before pushing him on the bed. He laughed at Dallons expression as he climbed out of his clothes and jumped on the bed next to him. Dallon couldn't help but smile at Brendons muscled body. He got off the bed and slowly peeled off his clothes, leaving Brendon wide eyed and panting.
Dallon laughed at Brendons bewildered expression and crawled up onto his lap. He traced patterns onto Brendons skin and felt the faint dips of his abs. He glanced up to see a small smile on his face and his eyes closed in a peaceful way. Dallons hands glided down over his stomach and kept going... Brendons moan was worth it when he gripped him, almost enough to send Dallon over the edge. He stopped himself though and started stroking his lovers impressive length. Brendon started squirming and moaned like a slut above him. Dallon took his hands away and Brendon whined at the lack of touch. Dallon crawled up to his ear and whispered "If you don't stay still, i WILL stop, and you know it." Brendon suddenly fell silent, stopped moving, and nodded.
Dallon became very pleased and shuffled back down to the bottom of the bed. His hands went back to work,