The Need Fic

Need

The wake was small. Only a few of Phil’s close friends and family. Chris went to the punch bowl which PJ was stood by.

He poured himself a drink and sighed before taking a sip

“It’s such a shame” he said to no-one in particular

“I know” replied PJ, turning to him

“He was so young” he sighed again “How did he die again?”

“Got stabbed in Canal Street” Pj said.

Suddenly, Dan burst into tears. His dry sobs filled the room. Everyone looked on at Dan crying on the sofa with pitying eyes.

**

“I can’t cope with it” Dan announced one day as he emerged from his room for the first time in 3 days.

Pj and Chris had agreed to take care of Dan until they trusted him enough to be left alone and were sat in his living room having dinner

“What?” Pj asked

“I need him back” he whined “I miss him so much”

“It’s okay Dan. You’ll always have your memories of him” Chris tried

“No!” Dan shouted “It’s not enough! I want to feel his cock in my ass again! My memories aren’t good enough!”

They stared at him in shock

“What did you just say?” Chris asked slowly

“You know what I said. I want to feel Phil putting his hard dripping cock into my tight little asshole and fucking me into the mattress... I don’t just want it, I need it” he was nearly in tears again

“Please, Dan, calm down” he said, standing up and pulling Dan into a hug. He gasped when he noticed that Dan had an erection. Their crotches rubbed together and Chris couldn’t help a small moan. Dan pressed closer to him and whispered in his ear

“Could you be my Phil?”

Chris gulped

“I can try” he mumbled back. They stepped away from each other

“Come on Dan, let’s get you back to bed” he said, pulling Dan into the hallway and away from Pj.

**

Chris shuffled backwards on his knees, totally spent. Dan breathed heavily for a moment before sighing. He still had his legs spread and hitched up from where Chris had been seconds before. Cum was dripping out of his hole and sweat covered both of them. Chris realized that Dan hadn’t cum so he bent down and took the head of his cock in his mouth. Dan pressed his hips up, making him take the rest of his cock. He choked a little bit but sucked regardless.

“Chris” Dan moaned. Chris hummed around his cock

“You’re shit at sex” he said suddenly, pulling away from Chris’ mouth and rolling to the other side of the bed “You’re dick isn’t nearly as big as Phil’s” he mumbled sadly

“It’s like 6 inches hard!” Chris protested

“Phil was bigger” he sat on the edge of the bed

“Fucking hell” Chris said under his breath “Aren’t you going to let me finish you off?” he asked

“No” Chris rolled his eyes and climbed off the bed. He picked up his clothes

“I’m going back to the living room” he said as he left, slamming the door shut behind him.

Pj stopped at the door to the living room. His face was red with embarrassment. He’d clearly heard everything.

“Next time, keep it down, yeah?”

**

Dan rolled over. He hadn’t cum for several days now. When he’d had sex with Chris, it was unsatisfying. Chris’ cock barely filled him. And yes, he had gotten aroused and jerked off after Chris left but how could he help it? He was sexually starved and it was only getting worse.

He stood and dressed, quickly leaving for the nearest tube station.

**

“I’m so sorry Phil” he whispered as he took the older’s dead erect cock in his hand and began to cut at it at the base. It was hard from rigor mortis.

He spent several minutes cutting at his dead boyfriend’s cock till it came off completely. He carefully wrapped it in and towel and pushed Phil back into the freezer, giving his forehead a quick kiss before he shut the door and left.

**

Dan hadn’t touched Phil’s cock since he’d cut it off 4 days ago. He still hadn’t cum.

He got a boner at most every sort of contact now. Pj had given him a bowl of cereal the other day and his dick had risen quicker than the dawn.

He’d kept Phil’s cock in the towel and had put it in a shoebox under his bed.

On night 5, Dan decided that enough was enough. He went to the nearest Tesco and bought a box of ribbed condoms and several packets of lube.

He practically tore his clothes off when he reached his bedroom. He pulled the box out and proceeded to roll a condom onto the dick. It was still stiff. He lathered it in lube and put it on the pillow as he lied down and spread his legs.

He closed his eyes as he fingered himself. He imagined Phil doing it, giving his usual words of encouragement. Dan had much preferred it when Phil called him a little bitch, his cock slut. He thought about Phil calling him that and moaned with pleasure. His cock twitched and hardened but he ignored it.

When he was satisfied, he pulled his fingers out and grabbed the dick next to him. He positioned it against his hole, the tip pressing against it slightly.

“Fuck!” he gasped, arching his back as he pushed the cock into him. He pushed till it was all the way in. He sighed contently at how full he felt again.

He tried to pull it back out but realized that his butt had sucked it up. He pushed his fingers in around it so he could try and wrestle it out but the dick stayed firmly in his rectum.

Dan died two days later from an ass related infection.