my otp is Daniel Ricciardo/Getting Railed

Daniel is in a pickle. At least he thinks he is.

So when he applied for university in America, Scotty had gotten in his head that his grades weren’t good enough for him to make it into the short list of international students. Daniel was skeptical cause his grades were pretty good. BUT it’s a pretty popular school…

Anyway they were joking around and Scotty jokes that it would be homophobic if they denied him for being queer. And well, that lead to the stupid idea of applying and listing his sexual orientation as gay—because bi wasn’t committed enough—even though the selection was so very optional.

Anyway, it worked. And he made it to campus and its been a couple months of being allegedly gay on campus.

See… while no one came and inquired whether Daniel was gay or not… he figured he needed to act the part.

Y’know to not raise suspicion.

So he went to one of the mixers at the start of the school year. And he met a guy, who objectively Daniel thought would be cute—if he looked at guys that way of course. He was another international student. Another gay international student.

Max was fun to talk to though so they chatted the entire night. They’d exchanged numbers and Daniel found that he really liked hanging out with Max. They did everything together.

And then Max kissed him one night. And Daniel freaked out a little but Max was like ‘obviously you are new to this so we can go slow, Daniel.” And then Daniel remembered that he was supposed to be gay and had quickly agreed with Max.

Y’know, to keep up appearances.

So now they were dating and that was fine. It wasn’t much different than before where they hung out all the time. Only now there was kissing, Daniel didn’t mind that. And Max had given him a handy one time and taught Daniel how he liked it. It had been weird, mainly because Daniel had never been that close to another guy’s hard dick before. But it was Max, so he didn’t have a problem with it.

Which led to Daniel’s current pickle.

Well, they’d been ‘dating’ for a little while now and Max was great, super fun. Daniel was scared though. Because he thinks he wants more. More from Max.

Which is wild to think about, because Daniel could barely tolerate his past girlfriends for more than a few months. At most. And that was while getting all the sexual favours he could dream about.

But here he was, in his bathroom, freaking out because he wanted to maybe learn how to give head to the guy that he was fake dating.

He was here, phone in hand, reading a fucking Cosmo article to see if there much difference between giving and receiving. He backed out of the article so fast—where they really telling women to give their men rope burn on their cocks?????

Anyway, back to his crisis—

“Daniel, all good in there?” Max’s voice preceded his knock and Daniel jumps as if he’d been caught talking to his cock or something. Maybe he should talk to his dick… actually his dick was maybe the only part of his body that wasn’t having a crisis where Max was concerned.

Interesting.

“Yeah! Yep!” Daniel opens the door quickly to see Max on the other side, beautiful Max. “I was just looking at porn.” Daniel slaps his forehead just as Max’s eyes widen.

Why would he even say that?

“Why were you looking at porn?” Max predictably asks before pausing. “Daniel are you nervous?”

“No?” Daniel spoke around biting the cuticle on his thumb.

“Daniel.” Max says softly and Daniel remembers how much he likes how Max says his name, lowkey.

“Max.” Daniel says his name back just to see Max smile all scrunchy. And he does. And it doesn’t make Daniel belly flop. Nope.

“I thought we agreed we weren’t gonna rush.” Max pulls Daniel into his arms and rests his hands on Daniel’s hips. And well, its when Max does things like this that Daniel wants to slip to his knees and figure it out.

“I know but—”

“No buts. You’re too impatient, I think.” Max says with a laugh and then he kisses Daniel all sweetly and Daniel thinks that Max is so perfect he could easily fall in love with him.

If he were gay, that is. Of course.

Because he’s not gay.