Brandon was in a little piece of heaven. Here he was standing in between the hottest jock in the world and the hottest daddy in the world. It was a fucking twink's dream dinner. Being released from Derrick's hold he pouted.<br/><br/>He walked back to Christian and stood next to him, wrapping an arm around the hottie's waist.<br/><br/>"Christian knows I'm an expert, don't ya babe." Brandon swayed his hips slightly while he looked Derrick up and down. He never figured himself for a daddy's boy, but then again he'd never experienced one before. Derrick was 100% man stud and Brandon could get used to that. Feeling very flirty the blond leaned over and kissed Christian on the cheek. "I need to get back to the bar."<br/><br/>The blond didn't miss Derrik, he walked by, running a finger up his inked arm. Once behind Brandon paused for a minute and looked at the tight ass. He was a god. Brandon ran his thin finger over a cheek. "I'll do anything you say, daddy." Brandon said with a giddy laugh, leaving the back to return to the bar area.