Phan

includes feminization and breeding kink, oops sorry not sorry

- it wasn’t all that unusual for them to do it bare, what with how intensely dan liked the feeling of being filled up with phil’s cum, his body so full and heavy that he could pretend, even for just a moment, that phil had bred him

- there was just something particularly wonderful about feeling that full, feeling so full that dan could practically feel phil’s cum filling up his belly, making him pregnant with his seed, and maybe it was more the mental image more than anything else, but it hardly mattered in the end.

- it wasn’t so much that dan actaully wanted to be pregnant; he just liked the way phil would speak to him, the way he’d hold him and make him feel so small and precious. the idea of dan actually carrying phil’s babies was a foreign one, but a fantasy, a nice, wonderful, full fantasy that made dan feel all completely inside. 

- so when phil got to speaking to him like that in bed, well, fuck, it was heaven.

- “i’ve got you, baby girl. like how that feels? like the way my dick drags against your pretty little cunt? wanna breed you so bad, dan, wanna breed you so good. gonna fill you up with my seed over and over again, would you like that baby girl?” he would ask, and dan would never be able to say anything else but yes, please, please phil please

- and phil would let him have it, his cock grinding in so far that dan practically felt stuffed full. sometimes, sometimes, he wasn’t sure where phil was going to be able to put it all, how he was going to fit any more of himself inside of dan, and yet he always fucking did, his cum always finding its way dribbling out of him and down his thighs onto the bed covers below

- he hated that part the most. sometimes, sometimes, he made phil push his legs up and over, until phil’s cock was plugging him all up, both of their legs trembling underneath them, just for the pleasure of forcing phil to stay inside.

Words: 3,090

Genre: smut lol

Summary: Dan moves into his new dorm and he and Phil try out the new bed :) featuring chubby!dan because,,,, my heart,,

this video was a blessing and a curse. I took this idea way to far and made shitpost silly video into actual smut wow

(also writing this reminded me of that spooky week video where Dan tells Phil he needs to scream instead of keeping it in lol)

*adds daddy kink bc I have the power*

~ “aaaaaaAAAAAAAAAAAAA, aH, ah, ah, AH” came a familiar voice from the flat next door. Jesus Christ, those gays got up to some weird shit in the middle of the day. he turned up the music, putting back in an earplug. they were lucky that he couldn’t be bothered to go talk to the landlord.

~ Dan stared at the camera, trying desperately not to burst into laughter. For some reason Phil had now turned to blatantly sexual noises to keep his little music note from death. He made some offhand comment about the neighbors probably thinking this was really weird, but by know the neighbors were probably used to it.

~ Dan couldn’t help but be surprised at Phil’s strange ability to play the game. Dan had expected he would be good at it, Dan was a very vocal person. But Phil was generally quiet, so it was kind of strange to hear him, well, vocalizing so much.

~ Dan forgot about whatever it was that occurred to him while Phil was moaning and enjoyed the humor of the rest of the video.

~It was later as they edited the video that Dan remembered what had occurred to him when Phil was moaning and screaming at an eighth note. He’d never heard Phil moan like that, and even if in the video it wasn’t the sexiest sound, he wanted to somehow be the cause of it. He’d never heard Phil genuinely moan at all. He’d heard a few grunts and maybe a groan but in bed, Phil was always quiet and Dan was a loud mess.

~ Dan wanted Phil to let go. Fall apart. He wanted to make Phil moan and absolutely lose it.

~ When they had finished editing, Dan jumped Phil. Phil stumbled backward, falling onto the couch. Dan just climbed into his lap and continued to kiss him.

~ “Hi,” Phil spoke, surprised. Dan grinned, “Hey,” he murmured before taking Phil’s lips again. Phil ran his hands over Dan’s back, squeezing Dan’s bum. Dan gave a small keen, moving to kiss Phil’s neck. “Go wait in my room, I’ll be in in a sec,” He prompted , pulling away. They only really used Dan’s bedroom for sex, so all their things were in there.

~ It was usually Phil telling Dan this, so he raised an eyebrow. “Do you want me to strip down and get myself ready for you too?” Phil asked, joking.  Dan smiled and pecked him on the lips, “If you could be a dear,” he replied. Phil raised an eyebrow but did as he was told. He was down to change things up.

~ Dan walked into the bedroom to find Phil laid naked on the bed, and Dan wasn’t discreet looking over what he had. He stripped of his own hand and t-shirt before walking over to the closet and pulling out their bin of toys.

~ Phil watched, eyebrow raised as Dan brought a black vibrator and a bottle of lube over. “Baby?” Phil murmured, “What’s the plan?”

~ Dan smirked, crawling over Phil and kissing him on the lips. “The plan, daddy,” Dan answered, “is to make you feel better than you’ve ever felt before.” He kissed Phil again, moving down his chest.

~ Phil watched Dan fondly, letting him take control and kiss down Phil’s chest. Dan reached for the lube and squirt some over his fingers. He nudged one at Phil’s puckered hole, glancing up at Phil to make sure he was down for this. Phil smiled, reaching down to push Dan’s hair to the side. “Go on baby, you’re in charge, sweetheart,” Phil spoke, smirking. Dan raised an eyebrow so as to say ‘hell yeah I am.’

~ Dan pushed his finger into Phil, massaging his insides and waiting for him to adjust, slowly pumping the finger in and out. Phil bit his lip and Dan copied the movement. Why couldn’t he relax and let go, was he holding in noises or was he genuinely not feeling the need to vocalize?

~ Dan added a second one, stretching Phil open for the vibe, watching his boyfriend’s face, waiting to see if he’d let out any sort of noise. They’d done this before, but now Dan was paying attention, watching for any slip up, any accidental noise.

~ Dan added a third to ensure Phil was stretched enough before withdrawing his fingers. Dan pressed a kiss to Phil’s knee, grabbing the vibrator. “Relax, daddy,” Dan murmured, pushing the vibe into Phil slowly, “Let your baby take care of you.”

~ Phil smiled, gasping slightly when Dan flipped on the vibrator. Dan moved it around, aiming up toward Phil’s belly button. Phil gasped again when he felt the low vibrations against his prostate. “There, baby, right there,” Phil breathed.

~ Dan smiled, grabbing the lube again and covering his fingers. He brought his fingers up to his own hole, turning to show Phil. Phil bit his lip as he realized what Dan was planning. “Fuck baby, you’re so good,” Phil praised. Dan smirked as he twisting two fingers immediately in his hole, biting his lip.

~ Dan took much less time stretching himself open, and soon he was hovering over Phil’s cock. This would get Phil to make some noise. Dan sunk down onto Phil’s cock, trying to contain his own noises to listen for any Phil might be letting out. Alas, Phil let out no noises, just biting his lip instead.

~ Dan moved his hips, grinding on Phil’s cock and trying his best to contain his own whimpers. Phil just looked up at Dan with hungry eyes and his bottom lip beneath his teeth, gripping Dan’s hips. Dan sighed and leaned back to turn up the vibrations.

~ Still, Phil was quiet. His facial expressions and tightening grip on Dan showed that he was enjoying this, but he was yet to make any noise. Dan just kept thinking back to the exaggerated noises he’d made earlier. He knew Phil could, he just needed to coax the moans out of Phil.

~ Dan turned up the vibrations again and began properly bouncing on Phil’s dick. “Let go, daddy,” Dan pleaded, “Fuck me, c'mon, let yourself go, please.” Phil chuckled, bucking his hips up into Dan. “Fuck. Fuck, Dan.”

~ Dan rolled off Phil, sighing. He spread his legs, “Use me, daddy, please!” He begged. Phil sat up on his knees, reaching back to push the vibe against his prostate again and gasping. He climbed between Dan’s legs and pushed into Dan’s hole.

~ Dan clenched around Phil as he slammed into Dan and when he didn’t get a verbal reaction, sat up. He reached around Phil and turned the vibrations up to the highest setting. Phil let out a proper, “ah,” at this and Dan moaned. God. God, he needed more.

~ “Please, fuck Phil, you sound so, please don’t hold back,” Dan rambled. Phil was surprised at this. Dan wanted him to be more vocal during sex? “Pleasepleaseplease,” Dan rambled, trying to fuck himself on Phil’s cock.

~ Phil regained his senses and let himself moan softly at the powerful vibrations against his prostate and the tight he’d trust encasing his dick.

~ “Please, daddy, fuck me, use me, lose control, please,” Dan begged, sounding deliciously desperate.

~ Some Phil did as Dan told him, fucking hard into Dan, desperately chasing an orgasm that was pooling in his gut. The vibrations were intensifying every other feeling. “Ah,” Phil cried softly, fucking into Dan, deep and rough. “Ah, Dan, fuck,” Phil breathed.

~ Dan moaned. Phil was moaning. And, fuck, he sounded so hot. His voice was deep but it rose when he moaned, sounding all the more desperate. “Feel good, daddy? Like having my tight hole around your thick cock, and vibrations right against your spot?” Dan rambled. He tended to do that when they fucked, spilling dirty talk, moaning and whimpering.

~ Phil let himself get lost in the pleasure. He groaned lowly before fucking up against Dan’s prostate. Dan whimpered and Phil approached his orgasm. “Oh, oh god, Dan,” Phil whimpered, kind of enjoying allowing himself to make noise and express his pleasure.

~ “Fuck yes, Phil, you sound so hot, oh god,” Dan breathed, clenching around Phil’s cock. “Dan, oh, oh, Dan, I’m gonna- ah- I’m cumming, baby, ’m cumming,” Phil groaned, spilling into Dan.

~Dan whimpered, allowing his own orgasm to wash over him and cumming across his chest with a loud, high, moan.

~ Phil pulled out, turning off the vibe in his ass and pulling it out. He laid it aside and fell forward, laying beside Dan. He leaned forward and kissed Dan’s sweaty forehead.

~ “God you make the hottest noises,” Dan breathed, pressing a kiss to Phil’s lips. “Should’ve told me you were into that baby,” Phil chuckled. Dan smiled, “Wanted to make you feel good, lose control, and moan like that for me.”

// Orgasm control please?

Cock rings. Dan fucking hated cock rings, hated how he could only moan and scream and rock his hips up into Phil, chasing an orgasm that never quite came.

“Don’t complain,” Phil warned, his voice light even though Dan knew he was dead serious by the way Phil’s nails scratched at his skin. “Or I might have to get the gag.” That was enough to shut Dan right up, his wrists flexing from where they were cuffed to the headboard.

“Yes sir,” Dan breathed, clenching his teeth and doing his best not to fuck up into Phil’s hand which wrapped around his cock. HIs hips twitched up but fuck, he was so ready, so needy. He needed Phil’s hands on him now. Well, last week, preferably.

Phil raised himself up onto his knees with a snide smile, rolling up onto the balls of his feet and reaching behind him to grip Dan’s cock. Dan stiffened and whimpered at even that little bit of stimulation, his hands flexing and biceps straining against his restraints.

“Good–” Phil started, only to be cut off by a choked moan when he lowered himself onto Dan’s cock, guiding the head just barely past his rim before pausing. “–boy,” he finished, his smile sharp and seductive. Dan’s jaw fell open and his eyes rolled back in his head as Phil slowly, achingly slowly, lowered himself down onto Dan’s tied cock.

“Damn,” Phil groaned, moving his hand as he bottomed out. He ran his hands all up and over his own neck and chest, making Dan ache with the desire to just touch.

“Please, Phil,” he whimpered, tugging against his cuffs to illustrate his point. Phil bounced a little bit, wagging his finger patronizingly.

Phil was slow to work himself up to a rhythm, raising and lowering himself on tensed thighs before finally sinking down in earnest, fucking himself down onto Dan’s cock. Dan gasped and groaned, doing his best to fuck up into Phil as he screwed himself down, make his back arch and lips fall open on sweet, wanton moans.

Dan was technically fucking Phil, but they both knew who was really on top. Phil moved even faster, taking all he wanted from Dan and leaving them both buzzing, trembling messes of gasps and sighs and broken moans.

“P-please, sir,” Dan groaned, his blood singing and building to an impossible pressure until it felt like his veins would burst. “Please, god, please, just let me cum, please-” Phil cut him off with a low chuckle, taking Dan to the hilt and rocking back and forth in teasing little circles.

“Hmm,” Phil hummed, like he was honestly considering it. He raised himself up until the tip of Dan’s cock rested against his dripping, fucked-out hole. “I don’t think so.” He slammed back down, his own throaty groan mixing with Dan’s trembling, high-pitched whine in perfect harmony.

“Gonna- gonna– fuck, Dan,” Phil cursed as he stroked himself to completion, bottoming out and cumming with a soft moan of Dan’s name. Dan panted, his eyes clouded and his lips bitten red, the flush in his cheeks spreading down his shoulders and chest.

Phil stepped off, settling himself on his knees beside Dan and working the cock ring up and off of his flushed, swollen length.

“Please, please– thank you, th-thank you, sir!” Dan babbled as Phil wrapped his fingers around him, his strokes quick and sharp as he jacked Dan off.

Dan’s eyes slid shut as he felt himself approach the brink, his back arching and his hips kicking up off the bed as– Phil let go, letting Dan scream his frustration to uncaring ears and an empty wall as Dan came, ruined, all over his own chest. He trembled, his cock slick and still so hard, curved against his abdomen.

“Good boy,” Phil said with a gentle kiss to Dan’s temple. Dan curled onto his side, all but sobbing as he tried to regain his breath.

“Good boy,” Phil whispered again, petting and kissing every area of skin he could reach. “My good boy, such a good boy.”

Description: 2009!Dan grinds on a pillow while listening to Phil’s newest video

Tags: Pillow Grinding; Masturbation; 2009!phan; 

A/N: i was having serious trouble in writing and even with all the advice i was having trouble focusing and getting the right amount of words thrown unto this page. eventually i ran with a blurb of an idea and decided you know what im just going to throw up all the words that have been running around my brain and see where exactly it gets me. so heres the consequences of my brain spew. 

expert: Phil’s voice filled the empty house and his giggle made Dan smile. 

Dan shut his eyes and leaned back in bed, pushing his yoga’s down past his ankles.Dan pushed the pants away and discarded his shirt, still breathing heavy.

Basically this is the Phandom law

~ “For my next trick,” the man on stage spoke with a smirk and an eyebrow raise, “I’ll need a volunteer from the audience.” He scanned the crowd. When his gaze landed on Dan, Dan’s heart stopped.

~ Why was Dan at an adult rated magic show in Vegas again? Ah yes because his friends said it was ‘part of the experience.’ Plus ‘The Amazing Phil’ was meant to be, well, amazing. So here Dan was facing his fear of audience participation at a sexy magic show. His friends whooped and hollered, pushing him forward as Phil chuckled. He stepped off the stage, extending a hand to Dan. Dan probably could’ve just shook his head and smiled politely, but he found himself awkwardly taking the attractive magician’s hand.

~ He pulled Dan aside. “Hey, okay so this trick involved some very sexual things and I may or may not be about to make you feel as though you’re being pleasured in front of a large crowd,” the magician rushed out, sending Dan a smile and pushing aside his black hair. Dan’s breath caught in his throat and he immediately needed this to happen. God, God this was one of Dan’s darkest fantasies. “It’s okay if you don’t want to, it just adds to the believable-ness of the trick to have a random volunteer rather than a trained assistant,” Phil chuckled. “No,” Dan said, voice cracking, he coughed, “I mean, no, I could, that sounds-  sure.”

~ Phil gave Dan a smirk, and Dan was pulled onto the stage. The room filled with light applause, and Dan friends whooped again. Dan rolled his eyes, focusing on Phil instead of the audience.

~ “Now this trick,” Phil spoke, coming up behind Dan, fingertips laying over Dan’s neck. Dan gasped. “Is about pleasure,” Phil continued, “I’m going to make this lovely man come on my command. No touching necessary.” Dan was already terribly sensitive and easily affected. He honestly didn’t doubt Phil would be able to do this.

~ Phil looked Dan over, walking around him, positioning how he was stood. He smirked as he found Dan was already hard in his jeans. Phil liked most of his volunteer assistants. This was his favorite trick to preform. But he had to admit Dan was gorgeous. He’d love to get him alone, for his eyes only.

~ The audience watched as the trick began. Intense yet sensual music began to play as Phil mixed hand motions from a few steps away from Dan. He mixed running his hands over Dan’s chest and Dan swore he could feel it. Then Phil began to lower his mimed touch. And Dan swore he could feel it on his cock.

~ Some of the audience laughed as Phil began to mime jerking off. Dan agreed that it might’ve been humorous had it not felt so real. Dan whimpered, hips bucking slightly as if he could buck into the fist that it felt like was wrapped around his cock. But it was odd, Dan felt like there was nothing happening to him, but at the same time he was certain someone was touching him. He was still aware of his cock held against his thigh by his jeans but it was as if he was having the most intense fantasy imaginable and he was too lost to the sensation- not to mention the dirtiness of being watched by an entire audience- to think of what sort of 4d experience it was that was causing him to feel this way.

~ Dan whimpered and Phil sent him a wink, “Feel good?” Phil asked cheekily. Dan whimpered nodding. Phil sped up his hand and the sensation Dan was experiencing sped up and he could feel a legit orgasm building up.

~ When Dan was on the verge of coming in his pants, Phil spoke, “Are you going cum in your pants without anyone touching you, baby?” Dan whimpered, imagining Phil’s voice a little lower calling him a different endearing petname. Like ‘whore.’

~ “Go on Dan,” Phil spoke, smirking as he realized Dan was sensitive enough to completely fall apart for this trick, “Cum.” Dan swore he felt a finger slip over the slit of his cock and he came, hot and sticky and whining, wet spot growing in his jeans.

~ The audience gasped and whistled and applauded and Dan flushed bright red.

~ “Let’s all thank my lovely volunteer for his demonstration hm?” Phil asked, clapping. He walked over and led Dan off the stage. “Thank you,” Phil murmured, flipping his headset microphone away from his lips again, “You did very well up there,” he paused for a name. “Dan,” Dan provided. Phil smiled, “You did very well for me, Dan.” Fuck.

~ Dan looked up as Phil walked back on stage. Before his friends could find him again he slipped out of the room, rushing to the hotel’s nearest bathroom.

~ Fuck. Fuck that was the most arousing thing that Dan had ever experienced. Dan locked himself in a cubicle, mind still stuck on what had just happened. He pushed down his skinny jeans and pants, breathing a sigh of relief when his, already hard again, cock was freed from the tight jeans. He reached down to touch himself, feeling especially sensitive.

~ As Dan stroked himself he listened to the show, and Dan could hear it ending. He sped up his hand on himself so as to bring himself to orgasm faster, when he heard the bathroom door open. He cursed under his breath, letting go of himself. Someone washed their hands and then that someone spoke. “Dan?” the familiar British voice asked. Dan bit his lip, “Yeah?” he answered, not expecting his reply to come out so breathless and desperate. Phil chuckled, tapping on Dan’s cubicle door. “C'mon,” he spoke, sounding amused, “Show’s over, people will be flooding in here soon.”

~ Dan pulled his jeans back up, sighing as he pulled his shirt over his rather obvious problem. He opened the door and Phil looked him over, smirking. “We better be quick,” Phil spoke, “Don’t want people to think we know each other it’d ruin the illusion.” He grinned and pulled Dan after him. They made a sprint back stage and into Phil’s dressing room. Phil locked the door behind them.

~ Fuck, was this happening? Was Dan letting this strange, hot, magician guy make him cum twice in one day? Dan’s desperate hard-on screamed yes.

~ Phil pressed him up against the now locked door, looking his face over. “You certainly are my prettiest audience volunteer,” he breathed, breath hot against the skin of Dan’s neck. Dan felt himself blush at the compliment. “Please,” he breathed. Phil raised an eyebrow, “Oh, you’re gonna beg,”  he noted, “This should be fun.“ 

~ Phil pushed down Dan’s jeans again and tossed them aside. He wrapped a hand around Dan’s cock, relishing in the whimper Dan let out. He chuckled, “Shh, I’ve got you,” Phil murmured, “Christ you’ve already cum once but all you want is more, huh?” Dan was suddenly grateful for every event of the day that led him here, a terribly attractive man pressing him against the wall, kissing his neck, murmuring dirty nothings in his ear, a hand wrapped around Dan’s cock.

~ “You were one of the very easiest tricks I’ve ever done, baby,” Phil divulged, “So easy to tell you were getting pleasured, so easy to make you cum,” he breathed, before nibbling gently on Dan’s neck. Dan whimpered, bucking into his hand.

~  "Such a slut up there, loving everyone watching, don’t think I couldn’t tell how much you loved it,“ Phil mumbled, thumbing through Dan’s slit. “Such a dirty whore,” Phil pulled his hand away and Dan gave a devastated whimper. Phil just chuckled. “Can I fuck you, baby?” he asked, dragging a thumb beneath Dan’s wide eyes as he cupped his cheek.

~ “Oh, fuck yes,” Dan replied, leaning forward to kiss Phil hard. Phil pulled away all to soon, but Dan forgave him when he pulled lube and a condom out of a bag on the floor. Dan wondered how often he got laid after a show. Phil pushed his jacket off, unbuttoned his dress shirt haphazardly, and pulled trousers off. Dan stepped forward to shed his shirt and kick off his jeans and pants that were around his ankles.

~ Phil kissed Dan again, biting his bottom lip softly. He pulled back and opened the bottle of lube, covering three fingers and reaching between Dan’s legs. Phil pushed a finger in slowly, watching Dan’s reaction. He let Dan adjust to the intrusion before adding a second finger. Dan was tight, definitely needing this night. It had been a while.

~ Eventually Phil was properly stretching Dan open for him, adding a third finger and kissing over Dan’s neck, which was now covered in light marks, and Phil was currently adding a darker one. 

~ Phil pulled his fingers out and pushed down his underwear, tossing them aside. Dan looked down and full-on moaned. Jesus, Dan was a cockslut. Phil chuckled, putting on the condom before telling Dan to jump and wrap his legs around Phil’s waist. He did so, and was immediately held against the wall, dick pressed against his open and ready hole.

~ Dan moaned as Phil pushed into him, arms tightening around his neck. “Fuck,” he breathed, “Fuck, fuck, fuck me,” he begged, voice even higher than usual. Phil chuckled, “Of course baby.” He lifted Dan’s leg higher and pushed deeper inside him. Dan moaned, dropping his head into Phil’s shoulder. 

~ “Look at you, such a horny little slut for me,” Phil breathed, and Dan whimpered. “Yes,” he breathed, “All yours, fuck.” Phil thrust up into him again and again, until he finally moved Dan in the right way against the wall, pressing in at a new angle and thrusting right against Dan’s prostate. Dan practically screamed, gripping at Phil’s back, burying his face in his neck. “Please, please, please,” he chanted, not quite knowing what he was begging for. Phil groaned as well as he thrust up into Dan. 

~ At this rate, Dan wasn’t going to last long. He whimpered, reaching in between them to touch himself. “No,” Phil murmured, “You no the drill. You cum untouched, just like onstage. But now you get the pleasure of being my little cocksleeve,” Phil spoke, and Dan whimpered, withdrawing his hand. 

~ Dan sunk his teeth into the skin of Phil’s neck, nails digging into his back as well as his stomach tightened and he felt himself approach the edge. “Phil, Phil, please, I’m gonna, ah-” Dan whimpered, holding off for some sort of permission from Phil. “Go on then,” Phil allowed, “Cum.”

~ Dan did so, basically on command. He arched his back, relying on Phil to keep him held up, cumming across his and Phil’s chests and making a mess of them. He whimpered as Phil continued moving inside him. “Good boy, fuck, you did so well,” Phil breathed, still thrusting up into him, “I’m gonna, fuck baby, I’m gonna cum,” Phil breathed. Dan clenched around Phil’s cock, licking over the bite marks he left on Phil’s neck. “Come on,” Dan implored. Phil let go, cumming hard into the condom and groaning. He fucked Dan hard until he was finished then slowly pulled out.

~ Phil slowly let Dan down to the ground, catching him when his legs gave out. Dan chuckled. “You’re good,” he mumbled. Phil chuckled, raising an eyebrow, “Would you say your time with me was magical?” he asked. Dan pushed him, “Shut up you nerd,” he chuckled, rolling his eyes.

~ Suddenly Dan was very afraid that this was a “what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas” situation. Would he be going back to his hotel with his drunk friends and forgetting this ever happened?

~ Then Dan was aware of Phil looking him over and sizing him up. He raised an eyebrow and Phil spoke. “You’re gorgeous,” he murmured, “What are the odds that I could get you to come work with me as a full-time assistant?”

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Dan woke up to discover that Phil hadn’t pulled out the previous night. While trying to get up, he decides to have a little bit of fun with it.

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Dan woke with a small, gentle yawn tumbling from his chapped lips, his arms extending far above his head and his hands touching the end of the bed.

White lines of sun shone through the blinds, casting gentle patterns along both Dan and Phil’s bodies. It was a peaceful morning, the brown haired boy definitely felt refreshed from the sleep he’d just experienced.

The previous night, the two boys had gotten incredibly riled up from teasing each other and hinting at sexual things, though since they had been at a party; they couldn’t act on them.

Long story short, when they got home that night, they fucked rough and hard. Dan had at least three orgasms ripped out of him, and couldn’t remember anything much after the second one other than blacking out due to all of the pleasure.

Dan chuckled slightly, as more memories came to mind. He shifted, though, and something didn’t feel right. He furrowed a brow and moved slightly again, cheeks heating up.

He gently pushed the green, blue and purple checkered blanket down his naked thighs, revealing that, what the fuck–

Phil was still inside him. From last night, and his fucking dick was soft. Why the hell hadn’t he pulled out? What was wrong with him? The bastard.

Dan winced, feeling incredibly awkward and uncomfortable, since he had never felt Phil soft inside of him before. He went to go untangle their legs and slide off of Phil, but that was when he got an idea.

He bit his lip, gently sliding off of Phil, keeping just the tip of his flaccid cock inside him, before going all the way back down and holy shit this feels so weird what am I doing–

Dan couldn’t help himself. Phil wasn’t showing any signs of waking, and the fact that Dan was totally in control of his own pleasure was incredibly exciting.

He kept moving like that, just slightly sliding himself up and down on Phil’s cock, and that was when he felt a sensation he never thought he’d experience; Phil’s cock hardening, while he was still inside him.

Dan let out a little groan at the sensation, and carefully enough to not wake Phil up, he moved so he was sitting right on his lap in the riding position.

He was a mix between anxious and incredibly turned on, because the thought that Phil could wake up at any moment with any reaction scared the hell out of him, but at the same time it was extremely fucking hot.

Once Dan was certain that he could, he began slowly moving up and down on Phil’s cock, feeling it harden more and more by the second.

Dan’s mouth fell open slightly in awe, cheeks gradually taking on a gentle shade of pink as he moved. The sensation of Phil’s cock growing and twitching inside of him was the weirdest thing he had ever felt, though it wasn’t unpleasant.

When Phil let out a soft, barely audible whimper Dan halted his movements completely. He looked down at Phil, who seemed to be asleep though his cheeks were flushed red and his lips were parted slightly as well.

Dan let out a shaky breath and continued moving, going slightly quicker than he was before. Dan’s little cock was pink and leaning against his tummy, muffled whimpers slipping from his bitten lips.

Phil would occasionally let out small grunts and even quiet whines, but he stayed still and asleep.

Dan grew more confident, practically bouncing on Phil’s cock and moaning, his hand moving down to rub his wet cock.

Dan was growing closer and closer by the second, and what he didn’t know was that Phil was slowly beginning to wake up from what he thought was a mere wet dream.

Dan had his head thrown back, dark, thick curls bouncing above his head in sync with his movements on Phil. His cheeks were flushed an innocent pink, and his thighs were trembling just slightly as he rode him.

Phil’s eyes grew wide as soon as he opened them, going stiff as he watched Dan ride his cock freely, and as soon as he gained the courage he reached up and gripped the boy’s hips. This caused Dan to stop all movement whatsoever, just before he was about to come.

“P-Phiw,” he panted out, twitching slightly as he looked down at him. He didn’t seem to be too embarrassed by the fact that Phil had woken up and caught him, being too overwhelmed by pleasure.

“Fuck, that’s so hot, uhh, keep moving baby.” Phil grunted lowly, rubbing the other male’s hips as he started bouncing again. He ground down against Phil’s hips every time he was fully inside him, leaning down to let their lips brush together in a sloppy kiss.

“Mhmm, Phil…” Dan purred, his bounces getting more sloppy. Phil could tell that he was getting close with his lazy movements and the fact that his words were getting more slurred, so he flipped their positions and began thrusting into Dan.

“You know,” Phil began, his voice already sounding incredibly low and unbearably sexy. “it’s very naughty of you… to… take advantage of my cock without permission.” Phil said, his thrusts slowing down, though he did reach between them to hold onto Dan’s dick.

Dan groaned and tilted his head away from Phil, trying again to fuck himself on Phil’s cock. “Noooo, please, I actually can’t, I-I need it please I–” Dan babbled, his slurred out protests being cut off by Phil’s lips as he stopped moving completely.

“Should I even let you come at all? What a naughty boy…” Phil added, smiling innocently yet with a glint of mischievousness as he wiggled his hips slightly; but didn’t even hint at thrusting again.

“P-Please let me come, h-harder I need it, I can’t, I-I need it Phil,” Dan begged, gripping onto his shoulders tightly and curling his toes. His face was now a beet red and the sounds he released sounded more needy and fucked out than ever.

Phil hummed, only moving the smallest amount. “Poor baby, I mean, I guess since you asked so nicely.” He said, and began thrusting quick and hard into Dan, as the boy let out a strangled cry.

Phil pumped Dan’s pretty red cock nice and quick, fucking into him with small grunts tumbling from his lips. Dan was arching up into Phil, his noises high pitched and all over the place.

“Phi–iiiw, I-I! I’m g-gonna f-fuck–” Dan uttered, before spilling into Phil’s hand, moaning and whining with every other thrust Phil gave.

It only took a few more thrusts into Dan’s ass before Phil came, burying his face in Dan’s shoulder to muffle the soft whimper that he let out, not wanting to shatter his dominant aura.

As soon as they both came down from their highs, Phil pulled out and flopped down beside Dan, panting.

Phanart request #1

- phil used to be a bit of a playboy when he was in university. if he wasn’t studying and working on term papers, then he was out at parties seducing girls and boys alike into his bed

- and he was good at it. he always made certain his partners got the most intense orgasms that they could, always made sure they enjoyed themselves to the best of phil’s ability, whether that be using a combination of fingers and mouth, or fucking them good and hard until they were sobbing into the pillows underneath them, shuddering as their bodies jerked around phil and they screamed out loud moans of phil’s name

- it had always been a confidence boost that phil could do those things for other people. he’d always been good with his fingers, his tongue, his cock, and he’d always wanted to be good in bed

- but he’d never been treated quite the same by any of his partners. sure, he got himself off or was returned the favor, often came just from the sensation of a partner clenching down around him, but…but

- phil had never had an orgasm so intense it had rocked his world

- phil had never had an orgasm so good that he sought out the person who’d given it to him and asked for a round two

- until now

- until dan

- they met in an unconventional way. phil whisked away a girl to a bedroom upstairs at someone’s house party months before he was set to graduate, and ten minutes into dragging his lips and tongue down her chest, fingers playing sweetly with her clit, another amorous couple had walked into the room

- somehow it had turned into a foursome with phil whispering hot words into another boy’s ear while his fingers worked inside one person’s pussy and another’s warm arse hole, the boy fucking into the second girl and gasping out phil’s name like the sound of it was keeping him sane

- soon enough, phil had pushed the first girl up against the headboard, fingers massaging against the boys prostate while he instructed the two girls to make out. the boy’s hips stuttered in the second girl; he and seemed to be holding himself back as he watched them kissing, and then phil was pushing his head between the first girl’s legs and licking her open, sucking at her until she was gushing into his mouth

- later, phil learned the boy’s name was dan, and he fell into his bed three weeks later, unexpectedly pliant under rough, tanned hands

- “bet you don’t even know what’s it like to be dominated do you, phil? always the one giving pleasure, always the one blowing people’s minds. fuck, i can’t imagine what that’s like. wanna get your balls so full you think you’re going to explode, and then i’m going to make you feel the way you make the rest of them feel,” dan had whispered seconds into pressing phil down into his bed, hips pinned by dan’s, wrists pressed together tightly under dan’s. 

- and he did. oh hell, he did. phil had never felt so treasured as when dan started with delicate kisses against his chin, brown eyes glinting as he watched the way phil struggled against dan’s hold and tried to take control

- “no. it’s your turn, baby,” dan had shushed him, and pressed his fingers tighter into phil’s wrists, his lips like liquid fire, hardly brushing against phil’s skin until he was prickling with desperate desire, his hips rolling up slightly into dan’s, tiny gasps falling past his lips.

- phil couldn’t even hold them back. he didn’t know how too, wasn’t used to this feeling, and as goosebumps rose on his skin, he found himself struggling less, body arching and turning not for control but for attention, desperate in it’s need

- dan seemed to realize this, because eventually he let go of phil’s wrists, moved  his hips in order to work his way down phil’s body, and commented lowly “your dicks already weeping for me, look.”

- it took phil by surprise, and his gaze snapped down to take in the way his cock was twitching and hard, leaking at the tip and leaving an oozing trail against his stomach. suddenly, phil was aware of the sweat tinged against his skin, and he moaned dark and low as he pushed himself up on his elbows

- dan was settled between his legs, tanned and handsome as hell, a glint in his eyes as his fingers went to tease at the side of phil’s cock

- “all slick and wet for me already,” dan whispered, and leaned in to lick up the pre-cum puddled on phil’s stomach, the touch soft and sure, but barley there. his fingers moved to grip at phil’s hips, and then he was really there, his grip turning brusing and his tongue and mouth sucking, licking up the cooled sweat all over phil’s body until phil was arching and panting, gasping out half formed words and plea’s for more

- dan ignored him. “wanna lick you all over, take in your scent. bet you’ve never been this slick and wet for anyone in your life,” he’d said, one hand moving from phil’s hips to prod at phil’s dry, puckered hole. seconds later, phil was watching as dan stuck his fingers in his mouth, sucking and moaning around his fingers until they were wet and glistening, and then he was pushing phil’s legs back and sticking his tongue against phil’s rim as well

- phil had never known pleasure like this. he’d never seen something as hot as dan trying so hard to pleasure him, his fingers gripping tight to phil’s legs to hold his thighs up and keep him stretched and open, until dan’s mouth was sucking at phil’s most sensitive skin, mostly unused but particularly loved, and then his fingers were pressing at the edges and phil was gasping and chanting dan’s name so hard he was surprised he hadn’t come yet

- phil could feel dan’s grin against his skin, loved the way it felt there and how dan fucked into him with his tongue, his fingers creeping along in and encountering very little resistance despite how little phil did this because he loved it so much

- “love this, don’t you? love having my tongue buried inside of you. bet you could come just like this, couldn’t you? just from the way i fuck into you, touch you better than anyone else ever has. but you’re not gonna come like this, no. gonna fuck you, phil lester. gonna fuck you like no one else ever has, and when you come, you’ll never be able to fuck anyone else but me.”

- phil get’s what dan means, understands that isn’t possessiveness or rudeness on his part. dan just wants to ruin phil the same way phil has ruined countless other people, but even knowing this, he gasps out “don’t want anyone but you,” and with a soundless little grunt, arches his hips and reaches down to squeeze around the base of his cock because dan’s too stunned to do it himself. 

- “don’t wanna come until you fuck me,” he add’s in a gasp, and that seems to be enough to pull dan out of his stunned silence. 

- his fingers get back to work, and dan is gasping himself now as he presses kisses into phil’s thighs, bites and marks him there while he stretches phil open, getting just far enough to scissoring two fingers before phil’s begging “please, please, please, want you in me now, dan, please, gonna cum.”

- that first breach of dan’s cock inside of him has phil’s eyes fluttering shut, and his head is buzzing so much with pleasure that he almost can’t hear himself, but when he does, when he does he realizes the sounds he’s making are inhuman, and he’s gasping out “uh-uh-uh’s” and “dan’s” in breathlessly loud moans that sound indecent and perfect even to his own ears, and he can hear dan whispering phil’s name back as his cock comes fully home. 

- he doesn’t stay their long. he pulls out almost immediately, and he angles himself untill phil’s crying out, and then he aims every single fucking thrust right up against phil’s prostate, pressing hard into that bundle of nerves over and over again, jostling phil’s body, his fingers a tight circle around phil’s cock even though he isn’t jerking him, and phil’s cock is jerking and throbbing in dan’s palm, phil can feel it, his body clenching and unclenching as he takes and takes and takes

- the loud keening noise slowly registers in phil’s brain as coming from him, and the sound is high pitched and like nothing phil has ever heard before, and dan is staring at him with blissed out brown eyes, micheviious and blown with want, and phil can feel the pleasure building faster and better and hotter than ever before, and he can feel himself barreling towards it even without dan jerking him to completion, just his hips working in and out of phil in a way that he rarely ever gets to feel, and he knows it’s coming, knows it almost here, and it still takes him by surprise

- the intensity, the sensation, the overwhelming pleasure pressure perfection knocks into him, and he screams out dan’s name, can’t stop chanting it and panting, gasping as his hips rock hard through it, body spasming around dan and twisting on the bed because he can’t contain everything he’s feeling inside, and then dan’s coming too and phil can feel it deep inside of himself, all encompassing and warm and good and all phil can do is keep chanting, keep panting, keep writhing and begging for more, tears dripping down his cheeks and lips curled into an “o”

- dan’s hand is finally working over his cock, squeezing and jerking and working him through it, pumping ever last drop of cum, and he doesn’t stop until phil’s body goes limp and phil lets out that one last breath of air, his head spinning with pleasure and adrenaline