A/N: Smut!!!

Brendon's costume

Tyler's costume

Dallon's costume

"I can't believe I'm finally gonna get to meet your boyfriend!" Tyler squeals as we get ready for the Halloween party. "He's not my boyfriend," I say. "What!" Tyler says scaring me a little bit. "What?" I ask. "You guys haven't defined the relationship yet?" Tyler asks. "Well we defined our friendship," I say hoping that's good enough for him. "This is why I can never leave things up to you. You don't get things done." "Hey!" I playfully slap Tyler. "Just saying if I had my way with you two you'd already be dating," he says. I roll my eyes. Sure. Whatever you say. Yup.

Dallon probably just thinks we're friends with benefits. I mean isn't that what we are. Since we're just friends and like to make out that would make us friends with benefits. Nobody cares enough about me to make me any more than that. I realize I'm frowning so I stop thinking about it.

"So what costume did you get?" I ask Tyler. "Well I was thinking about doing something scary like a clown but then I saw this Regina George inspired costume and I knew I needed to be a slutty bunny." I start crying from laughter. "Hey it looks really hot. Plus I'm hanging out with Josh after the party so..." "Thanks for that mental image in my mind," I thank Tyler. "You're welcome," he teases. Then he goes off to the bathroom to get changed. I had to chose a costume that will keep my whole body covered. So that's how I ended up with this Deadpool costume. I put it on and look at myself in the mirror. This costume makes me look fat. Or better, I make this costume look fat. Yup that's more accurate.

Tyler knocks on the door. I let him back into my room. "How do I look?" He asks spinning in a circle. "Like a slutty bunny," I say. "Am I giving you Regina George vibes?" He asks. "An emo Regina George yes." "That's exactly what I was going for!" Tyler squeals happily. "Well then good job I guess."

My mom's not home so that means she's not gonna lecture Tyler for what he's wearing. I'm happy about that because that would be so embarrassing. My mom is actually hanging out with Ryan's parents. Ryan might hate me but our parents are still friends. I mean why think of how your son might feel. As long as you are happy it's fine right? I guess.

Me and Tyler walk out to the truck his dad let him barrow for tonight. We get in the truck. Tyler starts blasting his Queen album. I sing along to it as I give Tyler the directions to Dallon's house. We pull up to the big gate. Tyler pushes the button. "Tell me your first and last name," Spencer says over the speaker. "Tyler Joseph." "Brendon Urie." "Oh hey Brendon come on in. Dallon has a reserved parking spot for you up at the house," Spencer says buzzing us in. "Ooh he reserved you a parking spot?" Tyler teases. "Shut up," I blush.

There are so many cars parked along the drive way. His house is probably crowded inside. We pull up to the house. "Holy shit this place is huge," Tyler gasps. "I know." There's a spot next to Dallon's car with a sign that says, "Brendon Urie +1". We park in the spot then turn off the vehicle. We climb out of the truck. We can hear the music from inside blasting out here. "Hey sexy!" Calls out a stranger walking past us. I'm guessing they're talking to Tyler since he's the one in the slutty costume. We continue walking towards the house. Once we get inside my first instinct is to take off my shoes but then I realize everyone probably still has their shoes on. "So... Where's Dallon!" Tyler shouts over the music. "I don't know! lets go find him!" I shout back.

We walk around the house. There's so many people here that I just want to curl up in a ball on the ground rocking back in forth. Dallon is really tall so I figured I'd just look for the tallest guy in the room. We get through the living room and walk to the kitchen. That's when my jaw drops. I find Dallon dressed in this sexy Minnie Mouse outfit. "Did you find him?" Tyler asks. I nod my head. "Where is he?" I point over at him, "the one in the Minnie Mouse costume," I say. "Holy shit. You weren't kidding when you said he was hot. I mean he's not as hot as Josh but you know what I mean," Tyler says. I just keep staring. "Come on let's go talk to him." We squeeze our way over towards him. I take off my mask and wave at Dallon. He sees me and walks over to us. So we meet in the middle. "You look... Good," I tell him. "Thanks Deadpool. And is this Tyler?" Dallon asks. "Yes. Nice to meet you. I've heard a lot about you," Tyler says. I elbow him in the ribs. He coughs, "well it was nice meeting you I'll leave you two be," Tyler whispers in my ear, "I'll be watching. If you two don't do anything I'm coming back." "Thanks Tyler you can go now," I tell him.

"He seems nice," Dallon says. "He can be. So do you have any friends you want me too meet?" I ask. "Yeah. Ryan come here!" I freeze for a second. But then I see a blue haired guy walk over. That's not the Ryan I was thinking it was. "Ryan meet Brendon. Brendon this is Ryan," Dallon introduces us. "Hi. You're the kid from out patient therapy right?" Ryan asks. Of course that's what Dallon told him about me. "You're cute. Love the costume. Deadpool is my favorite," he says. "Thanks?" I say. I'm not really sure if being cute is a compliment. "Listen I'd love to chat but this song is a real bussy bop I gotta go." "Did he just say bussy bop?" I ask Dallon. "Yeah he's such a dork," Dallon laughs. I nod my head. "Did you want a drink?" He asks. "Nah um I already ate before I came here. I don't really trust food at parties," good excuse  I think to myself. "Awe come on Bren take some risks," Dallon says tempting me. I see Tyler staring at me from across the room. "Maybe I will take some risks," I say grabbing Dallon's hand.

I drag Dallon along with me to the basement door. The "keep out" sign has been moved from his bedroom door to the basement door. I ignore the sign and take him downstairs with me. I open his bedroom door and as soon as we're both in there I shut the door and lock it. I then push Dallon against the door and start kissing him. He doesn't waste his time he just grabs my ass. I moan into his mouth. I walk backwards with my mouth still on his towards his bed. I lay down on his bed. We're making out for a good five minutes, feeling each other up. Then I flip us over. I climb on top of him and start kissing down his body until I get to the bottom of his dress. I stop kissing him and look up at him, "Can I?" He nods his head then tosses it backwards as I pull up his dress.

He's not wearing anything underneath. And I am in shock. I try to take a mental picture of this to save it for later when I might need it. I start from the base of his cock and lick up the shaft. Then I stick the head of his cock in my mouth and start bobbing my head up and down on it. My hand is also stroking the base of his cock. He's a moaning mess. I suck him off as if his dick were a Popsicle about to melt. "Fuck Brendon!" Dallon moans. He pushes my head further down until I gag on his cock. "So hot! Much hard," Dallon says. I giggle with him still in my mouth. He starts laughing a little too and then moans, "ah! That feels so fucking good!" I moan a little too.

I feel my costume getting tighter in my lower region. I start rubbing myself. Dallon notices. He tells me  it's his turn to "help me" but I start thinking. I'm at my goal weight. I should feel ready to do this but what if I'm not small enough for him. He's going to think I'm disgusting. He's going to hate me and wonder why I let him see me like this. I can't. "No," I say. "Why not?" He wonders. "I'm not ready," I say. He adjusts his dress so that its covering him back up. "Okay so what do you want to do. I need to repay you somehow." "Can we just lay in bed and cuddle," I suggest. "If that's what you're comfortable with then yes."

I start dozing off in Dallon's arms when I get a message from Tyler. TyTy: I'm gonna assume you're staying the night and leave now. Just text me if you need a ride back home tomorrow if your boyfriend isn't gonna drive you.
Me: He's not my boyfriend yet and might never be. But I am gonna stay the night so goodnight.
I get a text back right away.
TyTy: Come on Brendon just make it official already! and goodnight.
I set me phone back down and close my eyes again.

"Who was that?" Dallon asks. "Just Tyler," I say. I turn around and face him. I kiss him one last time before falling asleep.

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Dallon's POV:

I wake up with my arms wrapped around Brendon. Last night was amazing. I go to kiss his forehead. He feels a bit cold. I sit up and look at him. He's extremely pale, his lips are blue. He has dark circles around his eyes. I shake him awake but he doesn't budge. "Brendon?" I ask softly. I keep shaking him. "Brendon wake up!" I yell. Still nothing.