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💕Phil worked his cock lazily as he scrolled through the website. A camboy? He hovered over the link. The thumbnail looked appealing. Plus it had been a while since Phil saw any cute twink undressing for him. It was live. Seemed like a good time.

💕Phil clicked the link, groaning lightly as the first thing he saw was a black lace covered bum. It was a nice ass too. Phil’d enjoy destroying it. He stroked himself languidly. He’d always been a bit of a voyeur so the teasing way the twink moved around had him thoroughly turned on. Finally, he turned around and Phil could see his pretty little cock wrapped in the lace.

💕Phil continued to stroke himself as he watched the boy touch himself through the panties. This boy was sexy. Phil found himself embarrassingly close already. That’s when the boy moved so his face was in view and shit. That was Dan. That was definitely Dan. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Phil was getting off to Dan’s body.

💕Phil just stared at Dan, tempted to continue touching himself as Dan began to moan nice and pretty. Soon enough Dan came, moaning a soft, “Daddy,” making a mess all over the panties, and Phil lost it. Phil might’ve rethought his next actions had he not been so turned on. All he could think about was that Dan was getting off for men on the Internet and how long it had been since Phil had fucked someone. He pulled up his pants.

💕Phil burst into Dan’s room, finding him cleaning up. “You’re such a little slut.” Phil groaned. Dan looked at him, wide-eyed and put together the pieces. “And panties, Dan? Jesus.” Phil spoke, coming closer to Dan. Dan bit his lip.

💕"Yeah?“ He asked, unbelievably turned on by the dominance in Phil’s stance and voice. “Did you like my show?” Dan asked, smirking a little. Phil stepped closer, backing Dan against the wall behind him. “When was the last time you got fucked hard and shown your place, baby?” Phil asked, voice low. Dan whimpered, “Too long.”

💕Then Phil was kissing his neck and Dan was getting hard again. Phil moved a hand down and smacked Dan’s ass. “Such a pretty little toy.” He spoke, “Made daddy so hard for you,” he pressed himself against Dan’s crotch, causing Dan to moan. “Daddy-” Dan whimpered, grinding against Phil.

💕"Daddy’s gonna fuck you nice and hard, princess, does that sound good?“ He asked, kissing over his neck lightly, hands trailing down to the still messy panties Dan wore. Dan nodded. “Fuck, please,” he gasped.

💕"Such a little whore. Gonna cum twice for me in one night.“ Dan whimpered, nodding. Phil smirked. “Get on the bed, princess, hands and knees.” Phil spoke. Dan did as he was told.

💕"Lube’s in the drawer by the bed, shit.“ Dan breathed, reaching to touch himself. He sighed as he relieved some of the pressure. Phil retrieved the lube, climbing over Dan. He pushed down the panties and nudged a finger at Dan’s puckered hole. 

💕"Made such a pretty camboy, getting off for whoever wanted to watch, such a little slut. What for? The extra cash?” Phil asked. Dan shook his head, “I l-like it when people w-watch me,” he admitted in a gasp as Phil worked his finger in and out of Dan. Phil cocked an eyebrow at this. “So you are just a little slut, aren’t you?” Phil asked. Dan nodded, face flushed. Phil smirked and added a second finger. 

💕Phil stretched Dan open, scissoring his fingers, waving kisses across his shoulders. Dan whimpered. “’M ready, please Daddy.” Dan breathed.

💕Phil chuckled, “Such a little cockwhore, wanting everyone to know what a slut you are. Daddy’s little slut now, hm?” Phil asked, kicking off his boxer shorts and lining up at Dan’s hole. Dan nodded, “Yours.” He breathed.

💕Phil pushed into Dan, gripping his hips tight. Dan arched his back and cried out. “Shh, go on Dan, take it like a good bitch.” Phil breathed, beginning to thrust in and out. Dan moaned at the words and the way Phil’s cock moved ever-so-slightly against his spot. “Daddy,” he gasped, “Keep talking.”

💕Phil smirked. “Love hearing what a slut you are don’t you? As I pound into your tight hole. Imma make you cum again baby. Right after you came for me, jerking off for whoever wanted to watch. Such a whore, letting just anyone see you fall apart.” The words spilled from Phil’s lips breathlessly as he thrusted into the willing submissive.

💕Phil adjusted himself and Dan whimpered loudly. “Daddy! There!” He cried out. Phil chuckled, fingernails digging into Dan’s hips, leaving half-moon indents. They were both already getting close, worked up from the events that occurred before they even touched.

💕Dan gripped the sheets in his hands as Phil fucked him hard and fast. “So pretty, princess, such a pretty toy for daddy. Gonna cum for daddy soon?” Phil asked, wrapping a hand around Dan’s erection, “Cum for me like a good whore?” Phil swiped his finger over Dan’s slit. Dan whined and nodded, throwing his head back as he came over Phil’s fist and his chest.

💕Phil fucked Dan through his orgasm, until he was whimpering with overstimulation, pushing Phil away. Phil pulled out, stroking himself over Dan. He came across Dan’s stomach, groaning, adding to the mess.

Strap in kids, this is gonna be a wild ride.

Dan knelt beside his bed, hands clasped on the mattress andforehead pressed to his knuckles. He was mouthing the psalm he’d memorizedafter the first time he ever touched himself, and each time he gave into temptation,he wouldn’t allow himself sleep til he’d repeated it. “Blot out mytransgressions. Wash me thoroughly from my iniquity, And cleanse me from mysin. For I acknowledge my transgressions, And my sin is always before me.Against You, You only, have I sinned, And done this evil in Your sight—That Youmay be found just when You speak, And blameless when You judge,” he whispered,a tear rolling down his cheek, growing cold in the static air of his bedroom.He carefully climbed back under his covers, wincing at how sensitive his bodyfelt, and shut his eyes, thinking to himself as he did each time this happenedI won’t do it again, I won’t I won’t I won’t.

——–

In school the next day, whenever Dan got a chance, he wouldduck his head in prayer again. Most of his classes were with the subject ofguilty wank fantasies, Phil Lester. The boy was everything Dan wasn’t–his darkclothes were tattered,  his electric eyeswere lined with dark kohl, and his hair was dyed black, though on some days theginger roots showed. It was those sorts of things, those flashes of softhumanity under the fiercely rebellious exterior, that fascinated Dan.Unfortunately, on top of being intimidating, Phil was observant.

“What are you staring at?” he spat, glaring at Dan, whoquickly turned away, trembling. It was the last class of the day, and Dan hadgotten careless from fatigue. Usually he managed to get away with glances atPhil, but he‘d started staring and thinking, and forgot to look away.

“I’m sorry,” he said, so quietly that he wasn’t sure if Philheard him. It wasn’t the first time such an incident had occurred, and eachtime he got more terrified that Phil would hurt him, either physically or withthat acid tongue.

He thought he’d probably gotten away with it, as Phil didn’tlook at him again that period, and he left the room without a word when thebell jolted the students from their stupor. Dan took his time getting histhings together and walked slowly out the door. He’d nearly made it free of theschool when that dark, velvety voice said smoothly, “Howell.”

Dan knew better than to pretend he hadn’t heard. He’d seenboys with broken noses and black eyes from disobeying Phil Lester, and the lastthing he wanted was to go home with marks that would make his parents ask questions.He turned around as slowly as he dared, reminding himself that he had no reasonto feel guilty. “Hi,” he said, his voice quiet but as brave as he could makeit. Phil kept walking toward him, lithe and careless, til he passed him,gesturing for Dan to follow. Dan hesitated only for a moment before hurrying tocatch up.

“So, Dan, any reason you were staring at me in history?”

“I wasn’t staring, I just glanced up,” Dan replied, pleasedwhen his voice didn’t tremble.

“No, you were staring.” Phil’s response was matter-of-fact,and left no room for argument. “Now, since you’ve wasted my time so effectivelywith that one diversion, I hope you’ll answer me honestly this time. Why wereyou staring at me?”

Dan’s cheeks flamed and he stared steadfastly at the ground.Phil glanced at him and purred, “Answer me, boy, I don’t like to be keptwaiting.”

“Please don’t do this…” Dan whispered. Phil looked at himsharply—that had been the last answer he’d expected.

“Do what?”

“Don’t make me say it, please, I can’t say it. If I say it,I give it power.”

“What the hell are you talking about?” Dan flinched at thecasual use of hell.

“Please,” he begged. “It’s not right, I promise I’ll neverlook at you again, just please.” Dan’s voice quavered on every word—so much forseeming confident.

“Ooh, see, that deal won’t work for me… I don’t care thatyou looked at me, I want to know why.”

Dan looked positively tortured, but he said falteringly,“I’m attracted to you… But God says it’s wrong, and I can’t go against him, my parentswould disown me, and I would hate myself…”

Phil chuckled darkly. “You’re going to let some invisibleman in the sky dictate your every move?”

Dan gasped, horrified. “Don’t blaspheme! The Bible says—“

“Fuck what the Bible says, are you going to live or not?”Phil said, his tone conversational, despite Dan’s rising shouts. He calmly tookout a fag and lit it, taking a drag. “Do we have to go through this again?Answer me!”

“I am living,” Dan replied quickly, jolted into a reply. “Iam living… A life for God is the most fulfilling life of all… Matthew 5:16 says,‘let your light shine before others, that they may see your good deeds andglorify your Father in heaven.’”

“Do you really believe that?” Phil asked him sharply. “Doyou really believe with your little child of God act, you’ll get into heaven?If you look in the bible, you’ll also realize that God knows all that youthink, all that you feel. He knows that you’ve dreamt of being fucked into themattress, choked with this fucking cross necklace.” Phil grabbed the jewelry ashe spoke, making Dan gasp.

“I don’t—I haven’t—“ Phil let go of it as quickly as he’dgrabbed it, with an air of disgust.

“You’re fake, Dan Howell. The only way to live is by doingthings that make you happy, and you’re lying to God and to everyone else bysaying that you’re fulfilled by the life you lead.” Dan looked absolutelybroken and Phil just shook his head. “How will you ever know if you want tolive a life for god or a life for yourself if you haven’t even tried the latter?”

“I don’t,” Dan said honestly. “I just have faith that—“

“No, no, no, Dan,I don’t want a Sunday school answer, I want your answer.”

Dan thought for a moment, before dropping his head in shame.“I want to try,” he admitted. “But I’m terrified.”

“Worse comes to worst, you have at least a few decadesbefore you receive your eternal punishment,” Phil said teasingly, lips quirkingup into a smirk.

Dan glared at him for that, but it was half-hearted.

“If you want to try, I’m sure I could help with that,” headded. Dan blushed even more than before, head snapping up to meet Phil’s eyes.

“You can’t be serious.”

“But I am. Funny how that works.”

Dan hesitated for a moment before nodding slowly. “Okay…”

Phil felt a flare of triumph and started strolling away,knowing that Dan would follow. His house was only a ten minute walk from theschool, a small building he shared with his mom (when she was there—she workedconstantly). He led Dan to the door, stretching his body to grab the key fromthe top of a light fixture, and letting them in..

He looked at Dan once they were inside and had to stifle asnicker. He couldn’t have looked more out of place. His proper button-up andslacks offset by the expression of extreme discomfort on his face.

Phil stepped closer to him and smoothed his large hands overDan’s narrow shoulders with a predatory smile. “Relax.”

“Oh, I’m relaxed,” Dan said.

Phil did laugh at that. “You’re so tense that you’re likelyto implode any moment now. I don’t like having to repeat myself, Daniel.”

Dan forced himself to calm down as Phil walked through adingy kitchen and sitting room to his bedroom. It was small but comfortable,the bed unmade, laptop left open on a chair, and curtains half-shut, lettingthrough only a small amount of murky light. Dan settled awkwardly on the end ofthe bed, crossing his legs at the knee and sitting up unnaturally straight.

Phil on the other hand sprawled on the bed, shirt rucking upto reveal a strip of pale stomach that Dan couldn’t take his eyes off, til heheard Phil clear his throat and he looked up, embarrassed.

“You can look, but I’d rather you touch,” Phil said quietly.Dan moved up the bed slightly, sitting still for a moment before gentlybrushing his fingers across the trail of dark hair that disappeared into Phil’sjeans. Phil nodded encouragingly, but Dan shook his head, leaning back.

“I’m sorry, I don’t think I can do this…”

“You can,” Phil said simply. “Come here,” he said, proppinghimself up on one elbow and placing the other hand on the back of Dan’s neck,pulling him down. Dan didn’t resist, and he whimpered softly when their lipstouched together in a cautious kiss. Phil took control easily, nipping andsucking at Dan’s lips and licking across the seam of them. When he pulled back,Dan’s pupils were blown wide.

“That was my first kiss,” he whispered hoarsely.

“Hmm… If I’d known that I would have done better. Let me tryagain.” Phil leaned up and began kissing him harshly, only stopping when Danwas shuddering and whining softly into the kiss. Phil glanced down, pleasedwhen he saw the ridge of Dan’s cock through his trousers. He gently ran hisfingers across it, chuckling at the whine Dan released.

He stroked more firmly and Dan gasped, bucking his hips up,before he froze, whispering “oh, no.” His finger’s tightened where his handslay on the sheets and he gasped as he came, twitching, into his pants. Phil’seyes widened and he let out a soft, answering moan.

“Fuck, that was hot,” he whispered, before reclaiming Dan’smouth, kissing him possessively. He continued gently massaging Dan to keep himhard. “I’m going to make you come again—and again—and again,” he murmured,punctuating his words with kisses. Dan hissed, trying to push his hand away,but Phil just chuckled darkly.

“Forgive me lord, for my homosexual thoughts and actions.Guide me into the light and keep me from straying again, God,” he cried out the last word as Phil squeezed his length.

“Thou shalt have no idols before me,” Phil hissed in hisear, biting down on the lobe. “Understood, slut?”

Dan keened softly, eyes shut tight, his hips shying awayfrom Phil’s touch. Phil gave him a brief reprieve, pulling off his trousers andpants and wiping away the sticky mess around his cock.

“Such a little whore, coming just from a few strokes, andstill wanting more.” Phil flicked his tongue against Dan’s slit, the saltytaste of cum bursting over his tongue. Dan groaned, his cock arching into thetouch despite having come so recently. Phil licked thick, wet lines up his cock,smirking as Dan shivered and twitched beneath him, slurring prayers betweenmoans.

“Be merciful to me, OGod,” he broke off after shouting the last two syllables before continuingshakily, “because of your constant love. Because of your great mercy wipe awaymy sins! Wash away all my evil and make me clean from my sin!” Phil took hislength down his throat, sucking skillfully, nose bumping up against the curlsat the base. “I-I have sinned against you—only against you—and done what youconsider evil. So you are right in judging me; you are justified in condemningme.”

Phil grabbed the cross at the end of the silver necklace andpulled it so that it cut off Dan’s airway slightly. “That’s right slut, He is.You deserve to be punished for this.” Against all logic, Dan’s cock twitchedeagerly.

“I have been evil from the d-day I was born; from the time Iwas conceived, I have been sinful.” Phil bit down on Dan’s hipbone, his handworking furiously along his length, the other still tugging the necklace.

“Yes, you have, and you always will be. If you’re going tosin, at least do it right,” Phil said, eyes burning with arousal and fiercedesire.

Dan moaned long and low as he came a second time, spillingup onto his stomach and his shirt. Phil removed that as well and threw it offthe bed, crawling up his body, biting and sucking at his pale skin, leavingmarks all the way from his hips to his clavicles. His hand was lightlysqueezing Dan’s cock, which was red and aching from overstimulation. “Gonnafuck you now, princess,” he growled.

Dan gasped at those words. Phil reached past him to hisbedside table for a small bottle of lube, pouring it clumsily onto his fingersand moving to gently circle Dan’s hole. Dan was whimpering and shaking, hisbreathing shallow and unsteady, as Phil pressed in the first finger. Philstretched him quickly, trying to ignore the aching, throbbing mess his crotchhad become to make sure Dan would be able to take him.

“Think I might make you come untouched a couple times,” hemurmured, rubbing the tips of three fingers relentlessly against Dan’sprostate. It was less than two minutes before Dan was coming again with ashattered howl of pleasure and protest.

“You’re doing so well,” Phil murmured, before leaning in tosuck a dark mark just below Dan’s ear, breaking back to muse softly, “What willyour parents think? You can’t hide this, no matter how hard you try.” He kickedoff his own jeans and boxers, stripping off his shirt, and rubbed his cockfirmly with his slick hand. “Ready?” Dan let out a moan that Phil took asassent, and he slowly sheathed himself in the tight heat of Dan’s body with alitany of curses.

Dan wrapped his legs around Phil’s hips, letting out a cry,his nails dragging down Phil’s back. “That’s it baby, scratch me,” Phil purred.“Let God see what a desperate little whore you are. Such a fucking cockslut.”He angled his hips to hit Dan’s prostate and Dan almost screamed at thepunishing pace he set. Phil was barely holding on to the edge of his own climaxwhen Dan shouted through his fourth.

“Yes, fuck, baby, so good for me,” Phil babbled mindlesslyas he finally fell over it, spilling into him. He panted down from his highonly to hear Dan murmuring. He listened more closely, expecting prayers, butwas surprised to hear a chant of, “thank you, thank you, thank you…”

 Holy fuck this is 2.5k words of porn

Stop abusing your boyfriends and yes what you are doing is abuse.

Stop:

Yelling at him in front of his friends 

Hitting or slapping him when he does or says something you don’t like

Telling him he doesn’t have a choice when it comes to decisions that involve both of you 

Telling him he can’t hang out with friends because you don’t like him

Telling him to not talk to other girls even if they are his friend

Forcing him to spend every moment with you 

Belittling him and pointing out all his flaws

Calling him stupid or making fun of him for making a mistake

Threatening to break up with him if he doesn’t do what you want

Being emotionally manipulative and crying until he does what you want

Accusing him of cheating every time he’s not with you

Blow up is phone if he doesn’t text you every five minutes 

Telling him you are the must thing that has ever happened to him and no one else will love

Physically attacking him when ever you are mad

Forcing him to have sex despite that fact that he said he didn’t want to

Invading his privacy by going through his phone

Getting mad at him for changing his password and demanding he tell you what it is

If a guy did any of these things to a girl it would be considered abuse but since its the other way around its considered normal. Throughout High school I saw many girl treating their boyfriends like shit. Sometime even physically abusing them in the hallways and no one trying to stop it because its a girl attacking a boy. 

Boys: If your girlfriend does anything on this list leave her. It is abuse and you deserve better.

You don’t deserve to be screamed at, ignored, or assaulted.

Being passive aggressive with him when he wants to spend time with friends or doing other things 

controlling when he’s able to go out with friends

Breaking up his friendships with other girls just because you’re insecure

Making him feel like his opinions in decisions that affect the both of you are irrelevant and don’t matter

SENDING HIS NUMBER TO STRANGERS TO TEST IF HE’S LOYAL OR NOT

testing him in anyway in general without his knowledge or permission (example: catfishing! it’s manipulative and weird don’t fucking do that)

taking money/credit cards without permission to spend on things without his knowledge ( had an ex friend do this constantly to her boyfriend and she’d always condone it because “he’ll get over it” )

guilting him for hanging out with friends/family over you  and making him choose between you and friends/family

telling him “you don’t love me if you *insert harmless activity he wants to do here* “

being rude or mean to him in front of others to assert dominance or power over him

downloading apps to spy on his phone activity (yes, this is a thing “”regular”” people do) or snooping on his social media to see who he’s talking to

hitting him, slapping him, punching him, shoving him. literally how do people not understand slapping your male partner is bad. people tend to find this funny in media and society and its weird. KEEP YOUR HANDS OFF YOUR PARTNER WITHOUT PERMISSION. 

and let me add this. ABUSIVE TEEN GIRLFRIENDS TURN INTO ABUSIVE GROWN ASS WOMEN GIRLFRIENDS WHO TURN INTO ABUSIVE WIVES.

if you have an abusive teen or young adult gf right now fellas, leave. don’t let her use you to get her shit right. you’ll be so fucked up by the time she gets it together if she ever does and believe that most likely she won’t.  

slut!dan, top!phil

2180 words of beauty

(i’m actually pretty proud of this one)

Dan Howell was what you’d call, or at least what his friends called, up for anything. He was a bit of a slut, really. Sex wasn’t a big deal to him anymore, didn’t matter who, if they asked for a night Dan would be up for it, he was considered a bit of a sex god. He had been with all of his friends at least once each.

Except for Phil Lester.

Phil hadn’t been around too long with Dan’s group of friends, he had started hanging around only a few months ago, he worked with Dan’s friend Aleena. Dan didn’t know him very well, but he admired him from afar, and caught Phil doing the same every now and then.

He didn’t speak much, but Dan was interested. He seemed strange, sort of mysterious, but not sinister. If anything he seemed sweet and shy, completely innocent.

That was what Dan thought until Phil approached him at a party.

“Hey,” Phil muttered, keeping his gaze aimed anywhere but Dan’s face. Dan chuckled, setting down his glass.

“Oh, so you do speak.” Dan smirked. Phil nodded.

“Yeah, I suppose so.” Phil looked up, meeting eyes with Dan and he felt a jolt going through his whole body. Holy fuck he’s pretty.

“So, er…” Dan stuttered, suddenly feeling extremely nervous, which was very unlike him. He rubbed the back of his neck. “What’s… what’s up?”

Phil chuckled now, and leaned forward, practically breathing down Dan’s neck.

“I have to ask you something.” He paused. “I heard you sleep around a lot, yeah?”

Dan felt a shiver run through his body, and he bit his lip. It wasn’t like him to let someone have such an effect on him, but he couldn’t help it. Phil’s persona in Dan’s eyes had changed in mere seconds, and it was hot as fuck.

“Mhm,” Dan muttered, trying to regain his confident demeanor. He raised an eyebrow. “What about it?”

Phil chuckled again quietly, and damn.

“I want a night with you.”

Dan practically choked on his own tongue, eyes widening in surprise.

“You want a night?” He asked, sputtering, when he could speak. Phil frowned.

“Yeah.” He raised his eyebrows. “Is that a problem?”

“N-no, I just…” Dan ran his fingers through his hair. “I just didn’t expect it.”

Phil replaced Dan’s hand with his own, smoothly running his hand through Dan’s hair before suddenly tugging roughly, pulling Dan’s head back. Dan gasped in surprise.

“And why not?” Phil muttered, placing a gentle kiss on Dan’s throat. Dan had to bite his lip to stifle a moan.

“Er, y-you seem… shy…? You’ve never really talked to me before…”

“Mmh.” Phil made a quiet grunting noise under his breath. “We’ll have to fix that, won’t we?”

“Yes, sir,” Dan replied immediately, smirking at the way Phil’s face flushed red and his eyes widened slightly. He growled, yanking Dan’s hair one more time before letting go.

“Tomorrow evening, eight o’ clock. Don’t be late,” Phil muttered. “And Dan? Wear something pretty for me,” he added before disappearing back into the crowd.

——————–

Dan took a deep breath, puffing air into his cheeks and blowing out before ringing the doorbell. He felt more nervous than he usually did, it was unnerving.

Phil answered the door only seconds later, and Dan looked him up and down. He was wearing a tight navy blue button up, decorated with tiny pink flowers. Dan grinned. His jeans were equally tight black skinnies. He looked attractive as hell, and he had messy hair.

“Hey,” Phil breathed, and his thin pink lips stretched into a huge smile. Dan smiled back.

“Hi,” he replied, almost shyly.

Phil stepped aside, motioning for Dan to enter after him. He could feel Phil’s eyes on him, looking him over, and he felt his skin heat up.

The second the door was closed Phil was on him, shoving him against the wood and attacking his neck. Dan moaned loudly, too surprised to hold it back.

“I was gonna make dinner for you,” Phil mumbled against Dan’s skin, biting gently. “But I didn’t want to wait to do this.”

“Jesus,” Dan gasped, tilting his head back to give Phil more access to the sensitive area.

Phil grabbed a handful of his hair, tugging his head back roughly even more and biting down on Dan’s adam’s apple.

“Ah-” Dan gasped. “For fucks sake, Phil.”

Phil reached down, palming Dan’s already forming bulge through his jeans while working at his neck, and Dan found himself rutting against the other mans hand in desperation.

“Mmh, already hard, are we?” Phil smirked.

“S-shut up,” Dan replied, frowning. “You’re fuckinggggg…” he trailed off with a shout when Phil sucked at the soft spot beneath his ear. “You’re f-fucking good at t-that.”

“Yeah?” Phil whispered, biting Dan’s ear and playing with the waistband of his jeans that were rapidly tightening.

“Fuck!” Dan cried, a loud moan ripping from his throat. “For gods sake, Phil, please!”

“Please what, baby,” Phil asked, his voice low. Dan groaned, throwing his head back.

“Fuck me-!”

The second the words left Dan’s mouth he was being lifted, his legs wrapping around Phil’s waist instinctively and his arms around his neck. Phil kissed him roughly, shoving his tongue into Dan’s mouth. Phil bit his bottom lip, tugging and making Dan whimper.

“Bedroom,” Phil gasped. “Now.”

He set Dan down, grabbing his wrist and tugging him roughly towards the door at the end of the hall. He fumbled with the doorknob, shoving Dan inside and causing him to stumble and sit on the edge of the bed. Phil shoved him down instantly, climbing on top of him and straddling him before going back to work on Dan’s neck.

“So pretty,” Phil whispered. “God, you’re so pretty, Dan.”

Phil ran his thumb down Dan’s jaw, trailing over his throat and Dan shuddered.

“Your neck is so pretty, babe,” Phil leaned down to kiss softly at Dan’s collarbone. Dan whimpered, his breath hitching and his hips rutting up in desperation. “Wanna leave marks all over you.”

“Y-yes sir,” Dan gasped out, and he saw something flash in Phil’s eyes. “P-please.”

Phil took no time with ripping Dan’s shirt over his head, tossing it aside and letting Dan unbutton his. Phil kissed him again, roughly and desperately connecting their mouths, grinding down on Dan’s crotch and making him groan.

“God Phil, just-” Dan’s breath caught. “Just fuck me already or I’ll cum in my pants.”

“Jesus fuck, that’s so hot,” Phil muttered, a grin stretching across his features and his eyes sparkling. “Okay baby.”

Phil tugged at Dan’s button, quickly unzipping them and sliding the tight jeans down his legs. He froze, staring at the lacy black panties Dan had chosen for this occasion. Dan smirked.

“What’s wrong?” He asked teasingly, dragging his finger over Phil’s jaw. “You told me to wear something pretty for you, sir.”

Dan watched as Phil’s jaw tightened, his eyebrows raising just slightly. Without a word Phil pulled Dan’s hips to his own, pulling his legs up over his shoulders and trailing hot kisses up his inner thighs. Dan’s breath hitched, a moan catching in his throat, and he bucked his hips.

“Please!” Dan whined, not caring how loud he was anymore. “Fuck, Phil, I want you so bad, want you inside me, please…”

Phil chuckled, leaning over Dan’s body to kiss his lips. “Getting a bit desperate, are we?”

Dan just nodded, not sure that he could speak.

Phil bit his lip, his Adam’s apple bobbing as he swallowed and tugged his own jeans down to reveal his hard on through his tight black briefs. Dan immediately tugged at the waistband, desperate to get them off, and pulled them down. Phil groaned as Dan took the tip into his mouth, swirling his tongue and watching Phil’s face that was shadowed with bliss.

“Do you need prep, baby?” Phil asked, pulling himself out of Dan’s mouth and rubbing himself slowly. Dan shook his head.

“Did it before I came here,” Dan muttered. “Considering I knew we were gonna fuck.”

“Mmh, clever boy.” Phil patted his cheek, grabbing his chin roughly and admiring the dark purple bruises he had left that were already forming on Dan’s neck and jaw.

Phil carefully removed the panties, tossing them off of the bed. He bent himself over, licking a broad stripe up the underside of Dan’s thigh from his ass, and Dan shuddered.

Phil quickly grabbed the lube and a condom from his bedside drawer, sliding it on and rubbing himself slowly, slicking himself up carefully.

“Get on with it,” Dan muttered, gasping when Phil grabbed his jaw harshly.

“Shut up,” he growled, his voice low and dangerous. “Sluts don’t tell me what to do.”

Phil lined himself up with Dan, pushing in slowly and giving Dan a moment to adjust to the tight fit, before snapping his hips. Dan shouted, a long stream of profanities and moans leaving his swollen lips, throwing his head back as Phil began to thrust into him, watching his face as he picked up speed.

Phil changed his angle, leaning over Dan and pressing their bodies together so he could kiss down Dan’s throat, and the boy beneath him practically shrieked.

“Phil!” He gasped out, scratching his nails down his back in a desperate manner. “Fuck! R-Right there, fuck, harder!”

Phil groaned, slowing down and focusing on thrusting deeper and hitting Dan in just the right place, causing Dan to grip his thigh, moaning whorishly with ever movement of Phil’s hips. Phil buried his face in Dan’s neck, breathing in sharp gasps and occasionally biting down, making Dan scream louder when he did.

“Oh g-god! Close!” Dan whined, rutting his hips to meet Phil’s thrusts and grinding back on his cock.

“Mm, good boy,” Phil muttered back, against Dan’s hot skin, drunk off the feeling of Dan’s tight head surrounding him, not quite aware of his own words. “Cum for me, Dan. Cum so pretty, baby, wanna see your face. Cum from my cock inside you.”

Phil reached down between Dan’s legs, jerking him off slowly, almost sleepily, feeling the boy beneath him fall apart.

With a twitch of his cock and a loud high pitched moan Dan came, his eyes screwed shut, his head thrown back and his mouth open. Phil groaned loudly just from the sight, feeling himself coming closer and closer to the edge.

At the last second Phil pulled out, discarding the condom and wrapping a hand around his own cock, jerking himself off quickly. Dan shook his head, sleepily moving Phil’s hand and replacing it with his mouth, kissing up and down the sides of Phil’s shaft, circling his tongue over Phil’s slit before taking it to the back of his throat.

“Oh f-fuck,” Phil gasped, tangling his fingers in Dan’s hair and tugging him down on his dick. “Look so good babe, so pretty, just for me. Waited so long to have you like this, god I’m so close, fuck.”

Phil slowly began to thrust into Dan’s mouth, and sped up when Dan tapped his thigh to tell him it was okay. Phil came down his throat with a loud moan, watching through heavy eyes while Dan cleaned him up, licking his lips and sucking softly on Phil’s tip.

“God,” Phil muttered when he could speak, running his fingers through his messy hair. Dan just nodded, flopping backwards onto Phil’s pillows, still breathing heavily.

“Yeah,” he breathed.

Phil thought about holding him, wrapping his arms around Dan’s sweaty body and never letting go, but maybe that was desperate? But before he could even make a decision Dan had grabbed his wrist, tugging him down on top of him and nuzzling into his neck, his arms wrapped tightly around Phil’s waist. Phil grinned, running his fingers through Dan’s messy, slightly curly hair.

“You’re pretty,” Phil muttered sleepily. He felt Dan smile, and angle his face to look at him.

“Thanks.”

“Mmhm.” Phil admired Dan’s neck, rubbing his thumb over the marks he had left.

“Phil?” Dan asked, his voice quiet and almost nervous sounding.

“Mmh, yeah baby?”

“Do you want to maybe…” Dan bit his lip. “Do that again sometime…?”

“Oh hell yes,” Phil replied immediately. “Dan, you have no idea how long I waited to get you like that. I’m not giving it up for the world.”

Dan smiled, his eyelashes fluttering.

“I think you’re the best I’ve ever had,” Dan mused. Phil raised his eyebrows.

“That’s saying a lot.” Dan swatted him lightly on the chest.

“Shut up.”

“Hey Dan?”

Dan looked up. “Yeah?”

“I don’t want you sleeping around anymore.” Phil traced his fingertips over Dan’s palm before intertwining their fingers. “You’re mine, I want to be the only one touching you like that, seeing you like that.” He paused. “If you’d like, of course.”

Dan bit his lip. “Yeah.” He smiled. “I think I would.”

“Good.” Phil raised his eyebrows. “Round two in the shower?”