Pretty Boy

10

The next morning, I woke up very confused on the events that took place the night before. I shifted slightly and felt a pale arm tighten around my waist; then it hit me. I cracked a smile as I started lightly grazing my fingertips across Phil's naked arm.

"Morning Dan," he whispered as he pressed a kiss on the back of my head.
"Morning Phil," I smiled.
"How'd you sleep?"
"Well...you?"
"Fine, I guess,"
"Face me please, you mumble,"
"Sorry," I whispered, flipping around to face Phil.
"You have hobbit hair," he chuckled.
"Shut up," I pouted.
"Are you okay?"
"Yeah, why?"
"Do you regret last night?"
"What? No, no,"
"Then what is is?"
"I don't wanna say," I blushed.
"Awe, does your bum hurt?" he teased.
"Maybe..."
"I'm sorry baby," he smirked.
"No you're not,"
"No, I'm not," he chuckled as he got on top of me. "I love you," he said, lightly kissing my lips. "Wow, I really marked you last night, didn't I," he said, observing my body.
"Shit," I mumbled. "My mums gonna kill me,"
"I know...sorry baby,"
"Don't be," I smiled. "I don't regret a thing," I whispered, pulling him down into a kiss.
"Oh my god..."
"Martyn!" Phil yelled. "I thought you weren't gonna be home until tomorrow!" he said, scrambling to get under the duvet.
"We got home early! What the hell are you doing!"
"Martyn, what's going on?" Phil's mum yelled.
"Oh my god, this isn't happening," Phil mumbled.
"Oh my god, Phil!"
"Hi mum," he sighed.
"Hi Mrs. Lester," I mumbled.
"What on earth is going on in here!"
"It's exactly what it looks like," he mumbled. "I'm sorry mum,"
"Why? You're nearly eighteen, Phil. I kinda expect you to have a...hmmhmm life," she awkwardly said. "I'm uh...I'm gonna go...breakfast will uh...be ready soon...yeah...bye..."
"I'm gonna...yeah," Martyn said, following her out, closing the door behind him.
"I'm sorry about that," Phil blushed. "I really didn't think they'd be home until tomorrow...I am so sorry Dan,"
"It's fine, just...take me home,"
"You don't wanna stay for breakfast?"
"It's gonna be awkward," I mumbled.
"Dan, they know I've had sex before. They're fine with it, trust me,"
"I get that but have they ever walked in on you?"
"No," he sighed. "I'll take you home if you want,"
"Please do..."
"Alright," he kissed my cheek, "get dressed, we'll leave in ten minutes,"
"Thank you..."

I hopped out of bed and started getting ready for my walk of shame. I got my clothes on and waited for Phil to get ready so he could drive me home.

"Ready?" he whispered, grabbing his keys.
"Yeah,"
"Come on,"
"Dan," Mrs. Lester said. "Leaving so soon?"
"Yeah, my mum wanted me home," I lied.
"Oh, okay," she smiled. "Tell her I say hi,"
"Will do..."
"See you soon dear," she waved.
"Bye," I mumbled. I shut the front door behind me and started limping to Phil's car.
"Do you want some help Dan?"
"No," I frowned.
"Okay..."

We eventually got to the car and started the awkward drive to my house.

"I'm so sorry,"
"Don't apologize," I mumbled. "You didn't know, it's fine,"
"I wanted this weekend to be special for you and I feel like my family just messed everything up,"
"They kinda did," I chuckled. "It's fine though, don't worry about it,"
"I'm gonna worry about it cause I feel like I scared you off,"
"I'm fine Phil,"
"Lies,"
"Phil-"
"You're a liar," he teased.
"I hate you," I chuckled.
"No you don't," he smiled. "We're here," he whispered. "Do you need help getting to the door?" he teased.
"Fuck off," I laughed as I kissed him. "I'll see you Monday," I mumbled as I got out of the car.
"See you Monday pretty boy,"
"Go fuck yourself," I chuckled.
"No,"
"Oh? And why not?"
"Cause I can fuck you now," he smirked. "See you later, love you,"
"Love you too," I smiled as he drove away.

I stood there in my driveway and prepared myself for the worst. I hiked up my collar slightly, trying my best to hide my hickeys, and started limping towards the house. I held my breath as I slowly opened the front door; no one was in sight.

So far, so good

"Hello?" Adrian called. "Who's there?"
"It's just me, Ade,"
"Oh," he sighed. "How was Phil's?"
"It was good," I mumbled. I walked into the living room and took a seat next to him on the couch, slightly wincing as I sat down.
"You okay?"
"Mhmm," I lied. "What're you watching?"
"W-Walking Dead...you sure you're okay?" he slightly stuttered.
"I'm fine Ade, drop it,"
"You are such a bad liar Dan...what happened?"
"I don't know what you mean,"
"Something happened last night,"
"Nothing happened,"
"Lies,"
"Really? Then why are there hickeys all over your neck?" has asked; then it hit him. "Oh!" he gasped. "You had sex!"
"Shut up!" I gritted through my teeth.
"Holy shit, I was joking...you really had sex?"
"Maybe...please don't tell mum,"
"I won't," he shrugged. "So, how does that work...y'know, with two guys?"
"Ade,"
"What? I'm just asking. I'm not allowed to be curious?"
"I'm not gonna answer that,"
"Would you rather me look it up online?"
"Then mum would find it on your history," I raised a brow.
"Yeah, I know...would you really let me take a hit like that?"
"Oh god no," I sighed. "So um...okay, can't believe I'm about to have this conversation," I mumbled. "So, um, like with normal sex, there's a 'top' and a 'bottom', the woman normally being the bottom-"
"Which one are you?"
"Why one earth would you wanna know that?"
"So I can tease you later," he smiled. "Judging by the way you sat down, I'm gonna assume that you're a bottom,"
"Shut up Adrian!"
"Ew, so you like all that weird, kinky shit done to you then?"
"Oh my god, Adrian, stop,"
"Don't yell at your brother, Daniel," mum said as she walked through the front door.
"S-Sorry..." I stuttered.
"How was your little sleepover?" she asked. "Do anything fun?"
"They had some fun,"
"Shut up Adrian," I warned.
"What is he talking about, Daniel?"
"Nothing, mum,"
"Daniel, honey, please come here for a moment,"
"What?"
"Did you get hurt?" she asked, observing my bruised neck.
"No," I said.
"Then what on earth happened to you?" she said. She fixed my collar and noticed a 'bruise' one my collar bone. "Daniel," she sternly said, "please unbutton the top few buttons of your shirt,
"Why?"
"Daniel, just do it," she said. I rolled my eyes and shakily undid the top few buttons. Her eyes widened as she noticed a few going down my chest. "Explain yourself,"
"Phil and I might've done a few things last night..."
"Like what?" she asked, near tears. "Be honest..."
"We had sex," I said, with a voice crack.
"Oh, Daniel...please, please tell me you're joking just to mess with me,"
"No...I'm not...I'm sorry..."
"Why? Why on earth would you have sex!" she scolded.
"Because!" I yelled. "I-I..." I cried, "I love him..."