#bottom!dan

It's been a week since "the incident", as Dan calls it, the regret of it happening made an appearance about two days later when he had to take his chemistry exam and his mom told him not to worry and that the study-time with Phil would show up. With flushed cheeks Dan managed to get the best grade on his class, but also a semi erection.

Thank you, Lester.

On wednesday Louise, his best friend, mentioned how Phil hasn't been around much, meaning he didn't make insinuations towards Dan all week. Dan fakes a smile, not knowing how to respond to that and shocking himself at not being gratful for not having Phil and his inapropied comments around.

Is friday now and Phil is sitting in the table in front of Dan in the cafeteria. Well, Phil, his best friend PJ and a girl Dan has seen in a few clases but never learned her name. He is not rude, he just has a bad memory. The fact that she is sitting next to Phil has nothing to do about it, he swears.

Dan shakes his head and looks back at his food, Louise is busy taking her English exam and since they don't share that class, Dan is left to have lunch by himself. He looks up again at the same time the girl takes Phil's hand and pulls it into her lap. Phil goes with it, caressing her leg a little, just like last Saturday he did to Dan.

Stop. Dan tells himself, not wanting to go down that memory lane again and let alone in that moment.

When he focus his view one more time, he is meet with a pair of blue eyes looking back at him. Phil winks at him and Dan almost chokes on the fries he is eating. Obviously this doesn't go unnoticed by Phil, who smirks at him.

"Are you okay?" Phil mouths.

Dan rolls his eyes, turning away. But the older doesn't take that as an answer and walks towards Dan's table.

"Are you okay, Danny?"

"What do you care," Dan answers with an agressive tone than even surprises him.

"I do. Why are you so angry, though?"

Dan looks at Phil as he sits down, a look on his face that says "what are you doing?" but no words leave his mouth.

"Dan?"

"I'm not"

"You clearly are upsed" Phil points out. Is not like Dan's responses are the nicest towards him anyway, but he can tell something is up.

"Now you know me?"

"Is because of last week?" Dan looks at him with a mix of shock and shyness on his face. And that's enough for an answer. "Dan-"

"Don't" he cuts Phil off. But blue eyes look and him sternly.

"We have to talk. After school, I'll take you home."

Phil doesn't wait for an answer and Dan doesn't bother on even thinking on one. He knows Phil will wait for him either way and even if Dan tries to avoid him, they are neighbours so that wouldn't last long.

...

Just as expected, Phil is waiting for him on his car right in front of the school, Dan climbs in after telling Louise is something his parents make him do, so she doesn't ask more questions.

"I thought you wanted to talk," Dan says after they ride in silence for a few minutes.

"You're so angry today"

"You already pointed that out."

"And I made a question you didn't answer." Phil's actitud changes to a serious one, making Dan more nervious about the conversation.

"Why would I be angry about that?"

"You are. What I want to know is why."

"I don't know" he answers because he honestly doesn't know what makes him angry. He wasn't angry after it happened, in fact he felt pretty good but he is not telling that to Phil. He wasn't angry when the exam bonner happened, he was embarrassed. He wasn't angry when Phil wasn't paying attention to him anymore, he was sad.

Wait.

"Oh..." Dan let's out in realization.

"What?"

"N-nothing."

"Dan." Phil turns to look at him, only to see Dan is fidgeting with his sweater's sleeves to then focus on the road again. "Listen, I'm not gonna force you to talk to me, but if I did something that made you mad you need to let me know so I can apologize."

There's silence in the car once again until Phil parks in front of Dan's house and the younger one doesn't get out.

"I've never done that." Dan says, and as he noticed Phil is confuse, adds. "I mean, I've make out before, but you know... Never... Not like... What we did."

"Oh" now is Phil's turns to realizes things. "Dan, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to pressure yo-"

But he still doesn't get it.

"No, no." Dan cuts him off, again. "That's okay. You didn't pressure me into it... I enjoyed it..."

Phil can't help but smile a little at that confession.

"Don't get cocky" Dan demands when he sees him.

"Sorry. Why are you upset then?"

"You didn't..." he takes deep breath, "you stoped being around, you didn't say anything to me the whole week. And then," Dan stops himself not sure if he wants to keep telling Phil all about how he feels.

"And then?" Phil encouraged, he has turn around all he can in his seat to look at Dan properly.

"A-and then... In the cafeteria your hand was on her lap and I..."

"And you got jealous?" Phil is a bit surprise and chuckles, finding Dan adorable for acting all shy about it.

"Is not funny!"

"No, is cute"

"Phiiiiil!" Dan covers his face with his hands, feeling how warm it is from the embarrassment of the confessions he just made.

"Aw, baby. I'm sorry," Phil tries to moves his hands away. "Sorry for saying you are cute when you are the cutest"

Dan groans and uncovers his face to glare at Phil.

"Sorry for not talking to you, too." Phil continues, "I thought it was better to give you some space, I didn't know how you would react if I approached you,"

"And..." Dan urges him to go on.

"And I'm sorry I let Lenna put my hand on her lap."

Dan smiles at him, Phil words are genuine but his curiosity (and jealousy) gets the best of Dan and asks "why did you let her?"

"Because you were looking" Phil answers with a smirk and Dan kind of wants to punch him. But Phil is quicker than him and closes the space between them and in a matter of seconds their lips are barely touching.

"Wanted to see if you got jealous," he moves his mouth closer to Dan's ear, "Wanted to see your reaction so I'll know if you were interested in more"

"M-more?"

"Uh-uh" Phil kiss his neck softly, "In me. In us." he leaves another kiss, a bit more firm and it causes Dan to tremble. "Are you, baby?"

"We... We should go inside." Dan answers, finding the will power to move Phil away and open the car's door. Leaving Phil to chuckle victorously to himself.

Dan managed to open the door to his house and leads them into his room without Phil taking off his clothes until they are upstairs.

"This is my room" Dan says nervously, covering his shaky hands with his sweater sleeves once again.

"Is nice." Phil says, looking around in his way to sit on the bed. "C'mon here,"

Dan obeys and walks to stand in front of him. Phil holds his hands, "I know people think I'm an asshole and just fuck around but I'm not, Dan. I mean, yes, I've had sex with some people," this is not a surprise to the youngest and he appreciates Phil's honesty, "but if you don't want to do anything we don't have to. If you want to stop, you tell me and I'll stop, okay?"

Dan nods, looking at Phil's eyes to know he means it and then back to his hands that even when they are been hold by Phil, are still shaking.

Phil pulls him in, puts Dan's hands on his own shoulders and holds Dan by his waist until he gets the hint of what Phil is asking for. Dan straddles his neighbor and is pretty sure the guy can feels how his heart is beating so fast.

"Fuck, this is a nice view." Phil says, getting back Dan's attention. "You in my lap, all flushed. You look so damn good."

"P-phil..." the youngest wishpers

"Tell me what you want, baby boy"

"K-kiss me?"

They meet in the middle, Dan has to bend a little since in this position he is taller than Phil for once. The kiss is a bit messy at first, the tension of the whole week making its way into it but soon they find a rhythm, one that is soon follow by Phil's hips bucking up into Dan's ass.

"Hmmm" Dan moans against Phil lips at the actions.

"I missed those sounds" Phil breaks the kiss, letting Dan breath and his moans to not be muffle. If there is something he regrets about last week is the fact they have to keep quite and he couldn't hear them properly.

Phil takes a look at Dan's face, noticing how the pink on his face match the color of his sweater and how his lips open to let out a moan when Phil repeats the movement with his hips.

"So hot," Phil murmurs against his lips, kissing him firmly before kissing his jawn and making his way to Dan's neck, making him shiver when his lips touch a particular spot, the same way it happened in the car. Bringing one of his hands up, he tills Dan's head to the side, making room for himself, and testing a theory he kiss him there once again.

"Aaah" Dan moans particularly loud and his hips move against Phil's erection, causing the oldest to groan, his lips still on Dan's neck and causing pleasure once again.

"Oh god!" Dan is glad both his parents work until late and he has the house for himself all afternoon. He knew his neck was a sensible place for him, but didn't expected to have that reaction to Phil kissing him. Maybe is the contrast of Phil's soft, warm lips and the cold, hash feeling of the olderst' piercing against his neck at the same time. Or the movements that are just a reflection of how much experience he has compared to Dan.

Either way, it feels like nothing the has feel before.

One of his hands moves up to the back of the punk's head, but he doesn't know if he wants Phil to stop or continue, so for a second his fingers just play with the black hair. Phil takes all that as encouragement and sucks Dan's skin into his mouth, just hard enough to leave a mark, and gently so it stills feels good for the guy in his lap. Dan moans even harder in respond and tugs at Phil's hair.

Phil licks the spot after leting go, sutting the pain a bit and sending more shivers down Dan spine. "You're sensible there," he says all proud of himself. And keeps kissing to see if he can find another good spot.

Dan is overwhelmed, he is just sitting in Phil's lap moaning not even realising he is humping against Phil until the oldest holds him by the waist, stoping Dan's movements.

Dan groans, words are to much work for his horny brain and sounds are his only way of communication right now. Phil finds this funny aparently, he is chuckling against Dan's neck while he kisses and licks.

"I think you can cum just by this," he says refering to the actions with his lips, "you're so horny anyway, all I need to do is kiss here," he touch slightly with his thumb, "and suck here" this time he kisses, "and you could cum untouched. Should we try, baby?" he kiss again, Dan moans predictably and tries to move his hips unsuccessfully.

"Yes, yes. Please... I-I need t-"

Dan doesn't finished his sentence because Phil's lips are moving right after the first 'yes'. He sucks particularly hard, this time making sure it leaves a mark and Dan throws back his head screaming in pleasure as he hits his climax.

Phil holds him for a second, but can't help the movements of his own body as he sees the image in front of him. "F-fuck, Dan." he groans, doing his best to not just buck his hard on into Dan's ass right there and then.

Dan moans at the feeling, puching down into Phil. "You're hard" he says dumbly, still a bit out of breath.

"How can I not? You just came from a hickey sitting on my lap,"

"Ughh" Dan complains, embarrassed by what just happened, hidding his face against Phil's neck, who laughs lightly, only causing more friction against his own erection. He moans and Dan push down again.

"You wanna help me cum?"

"Uh-uh" Dan nods.

"Shit. You really are incredibly hot." he holds Dan by his hips once again, moving him in a rhythm Phil finds satisfying.

Dan holds against the leather jacket Phil is wearing while letting him have control of his body's movements as the older pleases for his own satisfaction. Groans leave the youngest throat as the movements become more rough, Phil stops moving Dan's hips and now is bucking into him while holding the chestnut in place. Is like he is fucking into him and that thought is just what Dan needs to let out another loud moan.

"You like that?" Phil asks satisfactorily, "You would love for me to fuck you, don't you? Oh god, I'll love to do it, baby." he rambles, himself moaning too at the thought of what that would feel like. The encounter of last week giving him a good idea of it, "I'll love for you to ride me," he admits, "Just like this but without clothes, nothing between us. Oh, that would be so fucking good. Tell me you wan it, babyboy."

"I-i want it." Dan answers as fast as he cans. And he knows he is not as experience as Phil in the matter, but seeing him so turn on gives Dan confidence to keep talking. "I want you to fuck me. Want to ride you. Want to feel your cock inside me, d-daddy."

Hearing Dan, the innocent soft boy, saying those things and calling him that is what helps him reach his orgasm.

"F-fuck," He bucks up particularly hard as he cums agains Dan's ass, imagining what it would actually feel to cum inside of him.

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the end

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The Howell's moved into the neighborhood two years ago, and soon became friends with the family next door. Well, not all of them. The thing is, Dan is an introvert, calm and nice guy who loves pastel colors and flower crowns. And Phil, the older son of the Lester's, is a rebel, party-all-night kinda guy who loves tattoos and piercings. They are complete opposites in almost everything.

Almost. Because when it comes to obeying their mothers they both do a pretty good job.

After the results of refusing to assist to the first dinner as good neighbours, neither of them has been brave (or idiotic, parse) enough to do it again.

Other thing about Phil that Dan discovered through the years is that he is the perfect description of what Louise, his best friend, calls a fuckboy. He has basically sleep with everyone in town and thinks he is like a Greek God or something alike just because he has choosen to be punk. And yes, he is pleasant to look at, with his cool tattoos and lip piercing, but does he really have to try to flirt with Dan every time they see each other?

Dan shakes he head. He DID NOT just admited that Phil is handsome. No, nopity, nope.

"How you doing, Danny?" the voice of said boy interrupts his thoughts.

"I was good, but then you called me that and now everything is ruined." he answers, over-exaggerating just for the sake of it.

"Oww, do you not like it?"

"No... For the million time."

They are in the kitchen at Phil's house, the chesnut is taking the cutlery necessary for their dinner and Phil is suppose to be helping.

"What do you want me to call you then?" He is not, he is being an ass. "Baby? Baby boy? Ahhn i kown.. kitten?"

"Can you shut up?! They could hear you." Dan says, turning to look at the door, is closed, but that doesn't mean their families can't potentially hear, right?

"Calm down, baby. They are probably talking about job and soccer and my mom's new curtains." Phil said with a laugh and Dan just rolls his eyes at the nickname.

One thing Dan has to admite is that Phil is really good at persisting, maybe if he had better goals like pass his exams and going to collage, he would make it. For Dan's bad luck, the only goal on Phil's mind right now is to fuck him.

"You didn't answer the question," the older says later in the middle of dinner. For some odd reason they always end up sitting next to each other.

"Sorry?"

"What you want me to call you?"

"My name?" Dan, answers, generally confussed.

"Shame. I thought you would be more kinky..." Phil says, disappoint on his voice. And although he is whispering, Dan looks around the table to check that no one heard.

"W-What do you mean?" there is a feeling that he probably shouldn't be asking those questions at dinner time, but he can't stop the words from falling out of his mouth.

"Mmmm you know... You look like the kind of person who likes to look soft and cute, but is actually into some hardcore shit." While Phil is talking like if it was a cassual conversation, the youngest is struggling to not choke on his food and act normal. Good thing the aldults are actually too busy talking about job to care.

"You surely have a lot of imagination." Dan managed to answer after a moment of silence.

"You bet I do," with a smirk on his face, Phil answers back. "And I bet you do too. C'mon, don't be a prude and tell me."

"I'm not a prude." argues Dan, trying not to give into Phil's persistence.

"So tell me..." he turns to the left, his blue eyes looking into Dan's brown ones. Is obvious that the youngest is trying his best to hold the glare, but when Phil next words are accompanied by his hand being placed on top of Dan's thigh, giving it a soft squish, is enough to make him look away. "what is the naughtiest thing you have ever done?"

Dan doesn't know what he hates the most: the question, it being asked in a low tone that make him shiver or that Phil is touching him and he is not doing anything about it.

"I-i... I'm not telling you." he stutter back, mentally hitting his head for letting Phil affect him in that way and showing it.

"Oh but you have done some?" Phil says excitedly, a smirk playing on his lips while he starts to rub gently his thumb over Dan's leg.

"What? No, no. That's not what I said." he denies, moving his leg so it's away from Phil. But the black-haired boy is quicker, tightening his hold, and bringing it back to where it was. The gasp Dan have let out by the action not going inoticed by the older.

Phil laughs a bit, enjoying having that kind of effect on people. "Your face is maching the sauce." he comments, meentioning the food his mom cooked.

"Shut up." Dan grows. While Phil keeps eating he can't manage to roll properly the spagetti on his folk, all his atention on Phil's fingers caressing his inner thigh up and down, like if it was the most normal thing to do in the middle of dinner. Oh, but is Phil Lester who is he talking about, of course that's normal for him.

"Are you okay, honey?" Mrs Howell asks his son as she noticed he is just playing with the food. Dan throws a look at Phil's direction, but the guy is looking at his plate, "Yes, mum." he answers finally with a small smile, and the woman returns it. "Dan has been really stress lately," she coments, "with homework and those school things, you know.." the rest of the adults nod, agreeing on the misery of the highschool student.

"Poor baby," Phil agrees, "I could help you relax..." he murmurs, changing his movements to ones more persistence. This time his fingers aren't the only ones touching Dan, but his full hand is been dragged in the same pattern, up and down, somehow making more contact with Dan even through the light blue jeans he is wearing, affecting him the doble amount and making his breath halt everytime Phil's hand gets to close to his crotch.

Dan hates to admit it, but the actions are starting to have consequences. He is getting hard because of Phil Lester, thing he swear was impossible to happen.

As his mind keeps debating whatever or not he should be enjoying the situation, Phil's hand goes up more, his fingers brushing over Dan's bulge. "Aahh" Dan breaths in response for the contact and getting his mom's attention. They share a look, Dan trying to dismiss the situation as quick as posible by taking some food into his mouth. Helpfully the woman didn't see his hand was shaking with adrenaline out of the fear of being caught and she looks away.

But Phil is clearly attent to every of Dan's moves and a smirk of satisfaction within himself is permanent on his face as he continues touching his neighbour, bringing his hand up again, this time cuping Dan.

The chestnut successes on not making any noices by biting down on his lower lip. He also close his legs together as Phil starts palming his semi-erection, glaering at Phil. What does he thinks he is doing?! This time Phil is looking back and he winks at Dan before clearing his throat, getting the attention from the whole table.

His hand still between Dan's legs.

WHAT THE ACTUAL HECK IS HE DOING?

Dan is seriusly freaking out, not knowing what to do. If he frees Phil's hand there is a possibility of him keeping up the teasing and Dan being caught with a boner in the middle of dinner... And so he stay still, hoping no-one notice how hard his lip is hurting from biting it.

"...I know my grades aren't that great, but I got a good one on my final last year so I though-"

"That's a good idea, Phil!" agrees Mrs. Lester, to what? Dan doesn't know, too distracted when the other teen was talking. "Is so nice from you, right Dan?" says Mrs. Howell.

"Uhm... Yes." it sounds more like a question, because he actually doesn't know what is nice from Phil. The guy just got him hard and their parents act like it's the best thing ever. Yeah, really nice.

"We are going to my room, then." Phil anunces and Dan is almost sure the smile in everyone faces just grow up 110% more. Phil knudgs his legs with Dan's, signalling to let go of his hand. "I have my notes and all there so we can study." he stands up, making his way to the stairs, looking over his shoulder at Dan, waiting for him to follow.

And he does, because is what everyone seems to expect him to do and also because he really needs to get out of the dinning room and do something about the situation on his pants. So, thankful for his pink oversized jumper that covers the state of his private parts, Dan makes his way up the stairs, following Phil to his room.

"What was that about?!" Dan demands as soon the door is closed behind him.

"I saved you from cumming in front of our parents. Your welcome, by the way."

"I meant: what you thought you were doin-" he makes a pause, not really wanting to admit that yes, he just got hard because of Phil Lester out loud.

"Oh, you mean..." Phil trase off, stepping closer to him, "this?"

"Aaah!" is Dan's response, because Phil's hand is back to his crotch.

"Fuck, you're so responsive." Phil whispers, making the other realized how close they really are from each other. "And I haven't even touch you properly," There is something about the tone Phil use on his last phrase that makes Dan catch his breath, is like he is promising the brunnet something he has wanted all his life without really knowing. "That's what you want, baby?" Phil asks, his breath tickling at the side of Dan's neck, not really touching him apart from the movements of his hand but making the younger feel like he is touching every where.

Or at least, like he wants that.

"P-Phil..." it comes as a gasp, his next words staying on his throat.

"Or do you want me to stop?" as soon as he says it he steps back, and Dan feels like dying.

"No!" he shouts quickly, "No, I n-need..."

"You need to study for your exam, remember, that's why we are here," that confuses Dan, taking him a moment to realized is the excuse Phil gave to their parents but now he doesn't have time to point out that he 'don't need a punk like you as tutor, I'm the best on my class' because said punk is walking away from him.

"Wait, come back," Dan more like pleads, taking the other by his wrist. But Phil doesn't budge, smirking because gosh he have been waiting for this so fucking long. "I need you."

Then it doesn't take Phil long to have Dan pinned against the door, his lip piercing a bit harsh against Dan's soft lips as they kiss euphoricly. The youngest tasting a hint of smoke and coffe as Phil's tounge makes it's way to his mouth. A moan makes it's way through Dan's lips, his hips moving unconsciously, thrusting against Phil looking for any kind of contact.

"Look at you," Phil talks, breaking the kiss and taking in how flustered the other is. "all needy and hot." he puts a leg between Dan's, one of his hands running below his jumper and the other unzipping the blue pale jeans.

Dan's cheeks are more red than ever, his hair is all mesy thanks to Phil running his hand through it and his dick is so hard it's starting to hurt, the friction from Phil's leg not enough to please him.

"P-phil..." he doesn't know why he is calling him, but the guy apparently does as he takes him on his hand.

"Shh, I got you." he says against Dan's neck, making him shiver. "I'm gonna make you feel so good, baby. Let me do it,"

"P-please, Oh my- aah.. Please Phil." Dan pants, moaning as Phil moves his hand just the right way.

"Fuck, you are so loud."

"I'm not," Dan bits his lip, refusing to let out any other sound, but he fails as Phil sucks particularly hard on his neck, just proving his point.

"You are." he looks at Dan's face, at his pout as Phil's hand come to a stop. "And I love it, believe me, is really hot." he says honestly, smiling at the brunnet before placing his hands on his waist and making Dan turn around, humping his hard on with the other's ass, letting out a sound of his own.

'fuck', Dan thinks, pushing back a bit, 'I made that happened.'

"But..." Phil kiss the nape of his neck, slighding his hands down his neighbours body, bringing down his jeans and boxers as well, getting Dan naked from the waist down. "You need to remember," when he pause this time Phil's hands are not on Dan, whos makes a clomplain noise as he push his butt back, needy for attention. For his bad luck Phil is not close enough, in fact, as he looks over his shoulder he can see the guy taking something out of his bed side drawer. Lube, probably.

'Fuck' Dan repeats, Phil is going to fuck him'

"To keep quite," Phil continuous, coming back to the other, running his hands over Dan’s bare bum as he talks, "can you do that, Danny?"

The youngest groans, but not for the nickname he is always complaining he doesn't like, but because Phil's fingers are so close to where he needs them. "Yes, yes... just, do something..."

"Something like what?" Phil asks, mostly playing dumb because he knows what exactly Dan wants, "something like this?"

"F-fuck!" Dan is not normally the type who swears, and he also promises to be quite, but is imposible to compous when Phil has two of his long pale fingers inside of Dan. And although is a bit uncomfortable at first, when Phil curves them the right way it feels like heaven. "Oh, God... P-phil" he babbles, his words not making sense any more, his forehead against the wood of the door and his hips thrusting back against the punk. Wanting more, needing more.

"You're so hot, fucking yourself on my fingers, baby." Phil's dirty talk against his ear makes Dan's breath go even faster. But he is proud when Dan follows instructions and keep silence, bitting down on the sleve of his jumper. His lip probably to sensible now to do it.

"Bet you do this a lot, don't you? You finger yourself. I can imagine it, you kneeling on your bed, one hand playing with your nipples," as Phil describes this his hand makes it's way up to Dan's sensible chest, rolling one nub between his fingers before going to the other. "And the other one is behind, playing with your little hole. Such a naughty boy."

Dan can't help the loud moans that left his mouth when Phil hits against the particularly spot once again. Until this point he has been neglecting his dick, too afraid of cuming if he touch himself even in the minimum, but now it's starting to hurt for how hard he has been for the last minutes so he reached down, moaning again.

And before he can notice Phil's free hand is covering his mouth, muffling the erotic sounds he seems impossible to stop doing. "Told you to keep quite, babe." Phil says as sternly as he can managed, the situation making efects on him as well. And if he is completely honest, he could come just from the pornographics sounds Dan keeps making. "You don't want our parents hearing you been such a slut, do you?"

Dan shakes his head frantically, or at least as frantic as he can when Phil is all over him. "Good boy," Phil purs, taking his fingers out off Dan and using his hand to bring his waist back, Dan's butt touching his now naked hard on.

Dan would question when do even Phil's pants and underwear came off but the feeling of Phil's length against his used ass, even if he is not been fucked, is the best Dan could ask for in that moment.

Phil can tell Dan is moaning against his hand as he humps his dick with the guy's butt. Dan goes back to pushing back, stroking his cock as fast as his heart is pounding on his chest.

He doesn't know if he could take Phil fucking him in that moment, he can feel his orgasm approaching just for the stimulation he has been given now, the image of the older one been aroused by him and, mostly, the thought of their parents downstairs while Phil humps between his ass without actually fucking him.

"Look so good, feel so good," Phil says, and Dan is a bit jealous of the enough control the older one still has to dirty talk when Dan himself feels like he can't take it anymore. He can feel his orgasm approaching and tries to warn his neighbor by holding the forearm of the hand muffling his sounds.

"Come for me, baby... C'mon..." Phil whispers, taking the hint and throwing Dan over the verge.

He comes in his fist, bagging his head against the door with the movements produced by the orgasm and he doesn't care about the noise or the pain, he just stands there, while Phil continues to use him to reach his own orgasm.

"Would love to fuck you properly... Bet it would feel so good"

"I-i want you to do it" Dan murmurs back because if he gets to cum as good as he just did, he wouldn't hate Phil that much anymore.

And it seems that the punk is as aroused as Dan by the the thought of it, becuase that answer is what it take for him cover Dan's ass with white strikes of cum.

                             the end.