A Step Closer To Hell Book 1 | By : panicgurl411 Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Panic! At The Disco Views: 1638 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of Panic! At the Disco. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. |
Mark had found a house in Las Vegas. He had not lived there for many years. It didn’t take much for him to get it, since he was wealthy. He made a shrine for Ryan, placing candles around various pictures, he printed off from different sites, and his prized possession the framed photo, that was taken of him and Ryan, a few weeks before his parents sold their house.
He hoped he would run into Ryan soon.
Brendon and Ryan were true to their word, they moved into together.
After his stuff was moved in, Brendon picked him up and carried him over the threshold. He set him down gently. This was something Ryan wasn’t used to, it wouldn’t last and he knew this.
That night in bed, Brendon kissed him.
“Alone at last.” Brendon whispered to him. He took a vibrator out of his nightstand, lubricated it and inserted it inside Ryan. He rotated it, pushing it in and out. He held him down over his stomach and did it faster. Ryan was forced to suck on him. Brendon turned it to the highest speed, Ryan stopped so he could be lost in the feeling.
“What the fuck?! Brendon yelled. Why did you stop?”
“It felt good.”
“No excuse, you don’t ever stop!” Brendon replied sharply.
He pulled it out. “Then I’m withholding your pleasure.”
“Jesus Christ no!!” Ryan cried. Brendon was deaf to this.
“Jesus don’t do this to me!” Ryan cried some more.
Brendon was tired of the tearless cries and decided to help him.
He abruptly got out of bed, went to his closet and pulled out a riding crop. Walking over he pulled the covers off Ryan. He brought the riding crop down on him; tears started falling down Ryan’s cheeks. Every time Ryan changed positions the crop would hit him, He was struck across his cock twice and his sac once. Brendon stopped.
“Now are you going to stop crying and whining?” Brendon asked.
“Yes.” Came the muffled reply.
“Good night then.”
Brendon got back into bed turned his back on Ryan.
Ryan was in the fetal position. Whimpering silently.
One day they decided to take a walk, there was a voice behind them.
“Ryan, Ryan Ross!”
They stopped, and turned around. Ryan was in shock. Standing in front of him was Mark.
A/N- This chapter is a bit short, But I will make up for it.
Thanks for all the cool reviews.
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