Pretty Boy

14

Phil and I drove home in silence; when we pulled into the driveway, we found out that no one was home.

"Hey," Phil smirked. "They won't be back for a while," he said as he placed his hand on my thigh.
"I fucking hate you," I chuckled as I kissed him. "Come on, I don't wanna fuck in the car," I teased.
"Then let's go,"

We both rushed out of the car and into the house, leaving our books and backpacks behind. Phil quickly unlocked the door and dragged me upstairs to his newly decorated bedroom. I laid back in the bed as Phil got on top of me and started making new marks on my neck. I let out a quiet moan as he sucked on my neck and started to play with the hem of my shirt; then my conscious kicked in.

Tell him Dan...

Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!

Tell-

"H-Hey Phil," I stuttered.
"Yeah?" he mumbled against my neck.
"C-Can I, um...can I tell you something?" I shakily asked as I sat up in bed.
"Yeah, of course," he sat up as well. "What's up?"
"I...I don't know how to say this without hurting your feelings..."
"Dan, the more you drag this out, the more it's gonna hurt for both of us. Just tell me," he whispered.
"I kissed Chris," I mumbled.
"You what?" he asked, eyes starting to water.
"Well...he kissed me but, I...I didn't pull away...I am so sorry Ph-"
"Was this a one time thing?"
"Excuse me?"
"It's never gonna happen again...right?"
"Of course! Phil, I love you and-"
"Shut up," he said, crashing his lips into mine. "All fours. Now."
"What?"
"All fours," he said, flipping me around. "Now,"
"Ph-Phil," I stuttered.
"I said, shut up," he said.

He ripped my shirt off and peeled my jeans and pants away with ease.

"Don't move," his voice suddenly became low and gravely as his body was flushed with dominance.

I looked over my shoulder and saw him digging through the nightstand drawer. He tossed the small bottle of cherry lube and condom packet onto the bed as he got undressed.

"God, you look gorgeous," he smirked. "I'm gonna fuck you so hard you won't be able to walk for a week,"
"Oh god," I murmered. "Fuck me...please, holy shit..."

He rubbed his hand against my bum before he gave hit a hard smack; I immediately jolted forward in surprise. I rested my head on the bed and started softly moaning into the mattress.

"You've been a bad boy, huh baby?"
"What?" I mumbled. "Phil, what are you-" Smack. "Fuck," I stifled a moan.
"Daddy doesn't like it when you kiss other guys,"
"This is all because of a stupid kiss? Are you-" Smack. "Oh my god," I mumbled into the mattress. "This is hate fucking isn't it? Isn't-" Smack.
"Stop interrupting me," he said with gritted teeth. Smack.
"Fuck...I'm sorry,"
"Say it like you actually mean it," he said as he grabbed the condom and lube.
"I'm sorry," I repeated.
"I still don't believe you," he smirked as he teased my entrance.
"Oh god," I breathed. "Fuck, I'm sorry, okay? I'm sorry! Just fuck me already!"
"That's better," he smiled as he pushed his finger in.
"Oh my god," I moaned.

He continued to stretch me, scissoring his fingers continuously until he thought I was thoroughly stretched. I propped myself up with my elbows and let out a soft moan as he pulled his fingers out and rolled on the condom. He applied a fair amount of lube to his length before tossing the bottle onto the floor; then he grabbed my hips and started lining up.

"Tell me if I hurt you," he said, breaking his dominant character.
"I love you," I whispered.

He started pushing in and I immediately started moaning like a cheap whore. He started at a steady pace but that quickly went out the window when he started searching for my prostate; it didn't take long for him to find it.

"Fuck!" I yelled. "Oh my god," I moaned. "I fucking love you," I mumbled into the mattress.
"Shut up," he groaned.

He continued to slam into me without mercy for what seemed like forever; then he took ahold of my shoulders and forced me to sit straight up. He started sucking on my neck again; I think it's his goal to make my entire neck purple.

"Phil, I'm gonna-" He cut me off when his hand wrapped around my mouth and pulled me closer.
"No you're not," he groaned. "You cum when I-"
"Phil!" Katherine called. "We're home! Where are you?"
"Now. You can cum now," he freaked out.

I started bouncing on his cock, searching for my spot again; when I found it I let out a loud moan through Phil's hand; his grip only tightened around my mouth.

"Shut up!"
"I'm sorry," I mumbled.
"Fuck...my mum is gonna be here soon...shit I need to make you cum,"
"That's what, fuck...every guy wants to hear,"
"You still close?" he whispered.
"Yeah," I breathed. "Fuck, daddy..." I moaned.
"Come on, cum for daddy, baby,"

I continued to ride his cock, I reached around and started tugging on his hair, which apparently made him made. He let go of my mouth and shoved my face into the mattress; I shouldn't have pulled on his hair because now, I was paying the price. He angrily tugged on my hair as he continued whispering 'dirty' things to me.

"You look so fucking perfect. Back arched, toes curled, hair curled, and moaning like a fucking whore. All because of me. God, I love you,"
"I...fuck...love you- right there! Fuck!"
"Shut up!" he said, pushing my face into the mattress.

He let go of my hair and reached around to stroke my throbbing member. He started to pump at a slow pace but, his strokes eventually caught up to his thrusts.

"Oh my god...I'm gonna- fuck! I'm close..."
"Me too," he groaned.

It only took a few more thrusts into my bundle if nerves for me to come undone; the room was quickly filled with curses, Phil's, Dan's, oh god's, and even a few daddy's crowded the air. After we both reached our highs, he pulled out as I fully collapsed onto the bed.

"I fucking love you," I mumbled into a pillow.
"I love you too," he said as he put his clothes back on. "Come on, my mums gonna wonder where we are,"
"But Phil," I whined.
"Is my little baby all fucked out?"
"Yes,"
"Well too bad. Get up,"
"Phil...I can't move..."
"Good," he smirked. "You deserve it,"
"I apologized..."
"That doesn't make it okay Dan...you cheated on me..."
"And you fucked me into a mattress. Your point is?"
"You're such an ass," he laughed. "Come on, I forgive you. Now get up,"
"But I'm comfy..."
"Get dressed," he said as he threw my clothes at me.
"Fine," I frowned as I rolled out of bed. I got my clothes on with ease; as I was buckling my belt, I gave Phil a lazy kiss; then we headed downstairs.
"Hi mum," Phil greeted.
"You had sex," she said, nonchalantly.
"What? No we didn't,"
"Really? Then why is Dan's hair curly?" She raised a brow.
"Because...ah, I got nothing,"
"I'm not mad, don't worry," she said. "Just, next time, please keep it down, alright? Alright. Dinner will be ready in two hours."