Phil perched on his bed, a white towel draped over his shoulders and another one loosely fastened around his waist. Pearls of water dripped from his dark hair, down his structured jawline, trailing south to his naval and further still to where the towel sat. Biting his lip in concentration, he brushed out the knots from his locks, now hooding over his luminous blue eyes.
“Phil! Hurry up!” Dan called through the elder’s bedroom door, his knuckles wrapping on the wood shortly after as he grew more and more impatient. As usual, Phil had woken earlier than Dan, and yet still the twenty one year old had managed to get dressed (into his predictable array of dark clothing) and do his hair in under an hour. On the other hand, Phil had decided to indulge himself in a large bowl of cereal, coffee, a shower and varied Iphone games as he sat in his towel before finally deciding to get motivated.
Scoffing after another failed attempt to get Phil to hurry up, Dan burst through the door, the handle making a loud clanking noise as he entered. “Phil you better hur-“Dan started before quickly trailing off at the sight of the dark haired man’s towel slipping off his broad shoulders. Awestruck, Dan let his mouth hang open as Phil twisted his body to look at him; his eyes wide from shock, tepid water leaving glittering striped down his slim body and trickling down until they followed the curve of his v-line. Swallowing thickly, Dan tried to avert his eyes from the drips’ paths, obviously failing. Of course, Dan and Phil had been a secret couple for a while, taking every caution possible to keep it that way. The extents were endless; making rants about ‘Phan’, having separate rooms and never talking about their sexuality or relationship status. But even through all of that, they had stayed strong throughout it all. On many occasions, one of them would sneak into the other’s bed when they felt lonely or scared after watching a paranormal horror movie, or any other excuse they could think of just to spend the night tangled up in each other.
“Dan…erm…is something wrong?” Phil asked innocently, his hair sticking to his cheek before he flicked it away. Phil knew exactly what Dan was thinking. Ever so carefully, Phil pushed his fluffy towel down from his waist so it rested on his hips, framing his lines and definition further as he lent back. The fabric slipped slightly off his left leg, exposing his pale skin proudly and barely showing anything else. Dan knew exactly what Phil looked like under than towel, but the anticipation was killing him, causing him to begin taking steps toward the other.
Unable to contain himself any longer, Dan lunged forward, catching Phil’s lips in a hot and messy kiss; teeth clashing and tongues tangling together. Letting out a low groan, Phil gripped at the younger’s t-shirt desperately before practically tearing it off of him. He continued by pulling Dan down, flipping them onto his bed and sliding his slick chest against the others.
“Ph-il…” Dan muttered under his breath as his mind wandered into places they often went during heavy make-out sessions. Their shopping trip would have to wait now that they’d found something a billion times better to do. As always, Phil took the lead; his experience working as an advantage and his physique being more dominate. Already knowing what Dan was thinking, he broke away from the kiss and licked a stripe up the other’s neck, finding his pulse point and nipping there. He could feel Dan shudder beneath him and press his fingers into his shoulders, his head tipping back and the much wanted attention before lacing his hands into Phil’s thick, wet hair. Humming, Phil traced his fingers down Dan’s sides, round to the front of his chest where he brushed over his nipples and back down to his belt.
As if by instinct, Dan twitched his hips up, anxious to feel the entirety of Phil’s body, who was already getting hard, as was he. The moment that his belt was unbuckled, Dan let out a tiny sound, his left hand dragging down Phil’s broad back before pulling the remaining towel out of the way and clutching his ass, pulling his hips down and earning a gasp from the elder at the contact.
Pulling back, Phil took a long moment to look Dan in the eyes. His pupils were blown in the heat of lust, surrounded by a sweet pool of thick honey. God he was beautiful. Smirking, he slid down Dan, kissing, nipping and sucking down his torso as he did. He spent special time on places that made the twenty one year old squirm and shiver, his hand holding his hips down firmly to stop any temptation of thrusting up before it was time. Excruciatingly slowly, he popped open and unzipped Dan’s jeans, yanking them down and gently stroking over his hard cock through a final piece of thin fabric. As expected, Dan had inhaled sharply at that.
In fact, Dan’s chest was now rising and falling heavily as Phil did everything he could to drive him crazy; a crimson blush spread across his face as heat pooled down south, his eyes fluttering closed and hands tightening in Phil’s hair. Even after so long, the elder knew exactly what to do to make Dan pant and on some occasions, lose his voice and ache. Most of the time, he had to bite down on his lip to stop Phil’s name from rolling off his tongue so loud to wake the neighbours, and on other nights, Phil would crave the noise.
Without warning, Phil had pulled down Dan’s boxers and wrapped his hand around the base of his cock, his hot tongue circling the tip and teasing him intensely, yet again, making a somewhat louder sound escape Dan. Carefully, Phil lowered his mouth down half way, letting himself get used to the feeling as he sucked a tiny bit, his right hand pushing down on the other’s hips to teach him patience.
“Oh! Ph-il ah!” Dan gasped out, hips struggling against Phil’s hand and silently begging for more, one of his hands now gripping the sheets. As requested, the elder sank down further, moving his left hand to slip back up and tease Dan’s nipple as his mouth worked his magic. He hummed around Dan’s cock, making him whine from the vibrations, before he relaxed himself and pushed down as far as he could, the other’s cock reaching the back of his throat. Thank god he’d practiced this a few times to be able to do it with ease. Taking a long breath, Phil began to bob his head up and down, sucking every couple of times to make a rhythm, and looking up at Dan’s expression through his dripping hair.
Dan’s eyes had now rolled back in pleasure, his mouth hung open and neck exposed as he tossed his head back after a particular suck. At long last, he was finally able to thrust his hips up, desperately trying to match Phil’s rhythm as he felt himself throbbing in his mouth. His toes curled and back arched as sparks shot up his spine, making his head feel light and his vision blur.
Phil was also struggling to contain himself, moaning around Dan just by the sounds the other was making, and of course, he couldn’t resist grinding against his bed. Before long, Phil had his hand wrapped around himself, thrust into his fist as his other hand supported his weight and tongue flat against the bottom of Dan’s cock. He was already slick enough to slide over himself with ease, but the pre-cum just made it that much delightful.
“Phil! Oh-hh g-od! I…I’m go-“His voice cracked and broke off from the strain, his chest heaving as sweat trickled down his face causing his hair to stick to his forehead. The heat in his abdomen had become too much, and before he knew it, a heavy wave of orgasm washed over him – a long moan sounding out as a second one hit and pulse through him. Phil had known the moment Dan had tried to speak and instantly sped up his pace, pushing him over the edge and swallowing everything the younger had to offer, his own orgasm following quickly after. His cum splashed up his chest and onto his bed sheets, his hands gripping the fabric and eyes squeezing shut.
Panting heavily, Phil crawled up to Dan’s level, flopping next to him with his nose brushing against his cheek. Neither of them spoke for a long while, simply trying to regain the ability to move and to breathe again. Turning his head, Dan looked at Phil, brushing their noses together and smiling sweetly. Phil gladly returned the gesture, leaning forward to place a sincere kiss to his lips, fingers tracing over Dan’s cheek and into his hairline, clear mesmerized by everything that he was.
“You’re so beautiful…” He whispered, barely loud enough for Dan to hear, but he’d known he had with the wider grin spreading across his face.
“You’re such a soppy git.” Dan joked back, arm wrapping around Phil’s waist as he pressed forward for another love-filled kiss, a smile breaking it.
“I think…I’m in need of another shower…” The elder spoke shyly as he glanced down at his stomach before catching eyes with Dan again. The two of them let out a tiny chuckle, simply admiring one another after everything they’d been through, not just on a sexual level, but an intimate, friendship and lover’s level. They were everything to each other. They spent what felt like an eternity wrapped up in each other, whispering tiny jokes and tracing lines over the others’ body, kissing and smiling.
Everything was perfect.
