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Dan instantly nodded, popping the cap off the bottle, but then his brain caught up with his dick and he realised what Herbert had just said. "Wait, wait- You want to...?"

"Fuck you," Herbert supplied, plucking the bottle from Dan's hand. "Yes, very much."

"Uh..." Dan watched, mesmerised, as Herbert squirted the lube into his palm and went about slicking up his fingers, rubbing up and down to warm the liquid up. Dan shook his head to clear out the stab of arousal the sight stirred in him. "You know, I've never done...that before."

"And I've never done this before," Herbert quipped, shoving his underwear down. He offered Dan a dash of a smile, his eyes hooded with desire as he surveyed him up and down. "It'll be a new experience for both of us. Isn't that what you're always saying? 'Try new things'?"

"I meant that for things like, eating new foods, or watching a movie you don't know if you'll like," Dan argued.

Herbert frowned, his hands, still slick and glistening with lube, held aloft. "Do you want to or not?"

"Yes," Dan surprised himself by saying, but finding it to be irresistibly true. "I- I do. Want to."

The smile returned to Herbert's face and he gestured for Dan to lie down. "Good."

Swallowing against the dryness in his throat, Dan laid down on his stomach, crossing his arms beneath his chin. Lying there like that, he thought he looked more ready for a massage than anything else, but he kept quiet. The mattress dipped as Herbert shuffled up behind him, and Dan's skin prickled at the thought of Herbert raking his gaze along Dan's ass. He felt exposed in a way he never had before while naked.

He heard Herbert sigh and tried to peer over his shoulder. “What?”

“Oh, nothing,” Herbert said, caressing his fingers up Dan’s thighs to palm at his asscheeks. “Just admiring the view.”

Without further warning he pressed a finger to Dan’s entrance and pushed inside. Dan ducked his head down to bite at the pillow as Herbert worked his finger in and out. The sensation was more odd than anything. He tried to adjust and relax but then Herbert was adding another finger, increasing the stretch. As he squirmed against the mattress he wondered if this was how it was for Herbert every time. Did he also feel like he was being slowly plied open from the inside?

Then Herbert bent his fingers in just a way, brushing against Dan’s prostate, and sending him crashing back to reality. He cried out and bucked back against Herbert’s hand, almost shooting his load against the sheets right then and there. But Herbert kept a steadying hand on his hip and withdrew, leaving Dan feeling suddenly empty.

“Fuck,” Dan breathed into the pillow. “How do you not instantly come every time I touch you there?”

“Resilience and fortitude,” Herbert replied, his own voice sounding unsteady. “Now, be good and settle down, will you? You’re no good to me spent too soon.”

Dan scoffed, but his retort died on his tongue as Herbert’s hands found his hips. He pulled insistently at him until Dan shuffled up onto his knees. He propped himself up on his elbows, breathing hard as he felt the head of Herbert’s cock press against him. He thought after having Herbert’s fingers inside him, bending and pumping, that he was prepared for his cock, but when he slid inside him he gasped at the stretch. 

“Oh, fuck,” he gasped, screwing his face up, forehead pressed to his knuckles. He tried to breath through the burning ache, but before he could adapt to the feeling, Herbert was bucking his hips forward. Dan scrambled to grab at the sheets, a wordless noise bursting from his throat.

“Ah, Dan,” Herbert moaned behind him, thrusting without any pace or rhythm. He seemed totally lost to his own pleasure as he fucked Dan, his grip on his hips tightening to a vice. “You feel- Agh-”

Dan shot his hand out to grab at Herbert’s wrist, making him pause. Dan inhaled at the reprieve and tried to lock eyes with him, but at the odd angle he was bent in, he could only see half of Herbert’s face. He was flushed, the eye he could see blown wide behind his glasses.

“Could you-” He broke off to drag in a ragged breath. “Could you take it easy?”

Herbert blinked, his grip on Dan’s hips loosening slightly. “Ah. Right. Yes, okay.”

“Okay,” Dan echoed, his heart slowing to an acceptable rate. He rested his weight on his elbows and settled into a more comfortable position. Now that Herbert wasn’t ploughing him like a wheat field on harvest day, he was getting used to the feel of his cock pressed deep inside him, his ass clenched tight around his length. “Okay, come on.”

Herbert didn’t need to be told twice. He started thrusting again, keeping his movements to an acceptable speed. Dan closed his eyes, biting his lip against the hot drag of Herbert’s cock around his rim. That Herbert was inside him, pushing into his body struck him, sending a shiver up his spine. His mouth fell open as Herbert brushed against his prostate, the intense spike of pleasure making his toes curl.

“Yes,” he panted. “Right- ah!- there.”

Herbert repeated the motion, pounding into him with blinding accuracy. Dan’s own pleasure quickly mounted, all the nerves in his body seeming to zero in on the spot where he and Herbert were connected. He fisted his cock, desperate for relief, and only lasted a few seconds before he was lurching forward and coming. 

His breath was snatched from his throat at the intensity of his orgasm. His hips stuttered weakly against the sheets, the head of his cock dragging against the fabric and making him moan. Herbert continued to fuck him with vigour, even after his arms buckled and he face planted into the pillow.

“Dan. Danny,” Herbert was chanting. 

His hands roved up and down Dan’s back, past his hips and over the swell of his ass. He squeezed and kneaded so hard Dan suspected there would be bruises left behind, Herbert’s fingerprints implanted on his skin. Herbert thrusted in hard, making Dan grunt, but then he stilled and groaned in a deep, guttural way Dan had never heard him sound like before. He could feel him coming inside him. It was a little strange, only made stranger when Herbert slid out of him, leaving him clenching at nothing but a squelching wetness.

Dan fell onto his stomach, letting the mattress take his weight. Herbert flopped down beside him, and folded his hands over his stomach as he stared up at the roof. The flush was still in his cheeks, creeping down his neck, and colouring the pale skin of his chest.

“Shit,” he said simply, making Dan laugh.

“Yeah,” Dan agreed, gingerly rolling onto his back. “That about covers it.”

“We’ll be doing that again,” Herbert said solemnly. 

Dan fought back a smile but nodded. “Yeah, so long as you don’t go ham on my ass again.”

“It’s a testament to how nice your ass is, Dan.”

“I appreciate that, but I’d also like to be able to sit down tomorrow.”

“Good luck with that.”

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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