Pretty Boy

17

"You hang up first,"
"No, you hang up first,"
"Philip Michael Lester, we have been at this for an hour. I swear to god, if you-"
"Dan," Adrian mumbled as he walked into my room.
"Hold on," I sighed. "What?"
"Dad's new girlfriend is here,"
"So?"
"He wants us to meet her,"
"I don't wanna,"
"Put on your nice galaxy jumper or something,"
"Fine, I'll be down in a minute,"
"Okay," he said. "By the way, I can hear you talking to Phil,"
"I'll try to keep it down,"
"You told dad you broke up with him three months ago..."
"I'm not throwing away my happiness for him,"
"Whatever. Please hurry, she's getting impatient,"
"Well then she shouldn't be interested in a guy with two kids. Sons none the less,"
"Hurry up," he chuckled.
"Alright," I said, "I gotta go,"
"I know. I love you,"
"I love you too," I blushed. "Bye,"
"Bye, I'll talk to you tomorrow,"
"Talk to you tomorrow," I smiled as I hung up.
"Who are you talking to?" Dad asked. He walked into my room and sat down at the foot of my bed.
"No one," I said.
"You can tell me," he whispered. "I heard you say 'I love you too'. Do you have a girlfriend?"
"No," I mumbled.
"Boyfriend?"
"Yeah..."
"What's his name?"
"Chris," I lied.
"Can't wait to hear about him," he beamed. "Get ready. I don't want Stacy waiting anymore,"
"Okay," I said.

He pat my leg and headed back downstairs to see Stacy. I rolled out of bed and started to dig through my dresser. It was a sea of galaxy shirts, black pants, and nice button downs Phil got me for special occasions. Considering that it's July, I settled for a nice, short sleeved button down. I started at myself in my full body mirror and admired the Saturn Phil had embroidered onto the shirt pocket. Once I got dressed, I trudged downstairs to see my family, and Stacy.

"Hi Dan," Stacy smiled. "It's very nice to meet you," she stuck out her hand.
"Hi," I whispered.
"I like your shirt," she said.
"Thank you,"
"Yeah, it's very nice," dad observed. "Where'd you get it?"
"Phil got it for me for Valentines Day,"
"Go change," dad scowled.
"Why?" Stacy asked. "He looks very handsome. I say let him be,"
"Thank you Stacy..."
"No problem...do you prefer to be called Dan or Daniel?"
"Dan, please,"
"Okay," she smiled. "Shall we sit?"
"Yes," dad said.

We all took our seats around the dining room table as dad served us. We were having a simple pasta dish but dad knows I hate sauce so he made me mine special.

"So, Dan, your father tells me that you're attending a boarding school next year,"
"Yeah," I pouted.
"Are you excited?"
"No...I don't wanna go..."
"I know it's scary going to a new school. But hey, at least it's your final year!"
"Yeah..."
"Any reason you don't want to leave?"
"He has a boyfriend," dad said. "Chris is his name. Right?"
"Yeah..."
"Well, next time I come over, I'll have to meet him," Stacy laughed. "There will be a next time...right James?"
"Of course there will be," he said as he held her hand.

We finished our nice dinner around seven; I really like Stacy...I hope she sticks around.

"So," dad started as he walked into my room. "What do you think?"
"I think she's nice,"
"Yeah?"
"Yeah,"
"Would you mind if I kept seeing her?"
"No, I don't mind,"
"Good," he said. "I'm inviting her over next week,"
"Okay," I smirked.
"Would you want to invite Chris over?"
"Not really," I scowled.
"We already promised Stacy...do it for her..."
"Fine," I rolled my eyes. "Can I go to bed now?"
"Yeah, sure," he said as he started to head out.
"Wait!"
"Yeah?"
"Can I go over Ph...Chris' tomorrow?"
"Sure," he smiled. "Sleep well Dan."

***

"Hi Dan," Katherine greeted. "Phil's in his room, if you're looking for him,"
"Thank you," I said as I headed up to his room.
"Hey you," Phil greeted with a kiss. "Your dad let you come?"
"I told him I was over my new boyfriends house," I chuckled.
"Oh? And who's this new boyfriend? Do I need to kick his ass?" Phil smirked as I fell onto the bed.
"You already did," I mumbled.
"Wait..." he said. "You said Chris was your new boyfriend!"
"I'm sorry! I panicked! He heard us on the phone and he heard me say I love you and then he asked me who I was talking to and-"
"I-It's fine...as long as nothing happens,"
"Nothing will happen, I swear,"
"Good," he smiled as he kissed me.
"Wanna know what I wanna know?" I giggled.
"What?"
"I wanna know why your mum trusts us, alone, up here with the door closed,"
"Cause she knows we have sex. Why fight our sexual behavior? It'll only encourage it,"
"True..."
"Dan! Phil! I'm heading out! Martyn's in charge!" Katherine yelled.
"Okay!" We yelled back.

We flashed each other cheeky smiles as we collapsed onto one another and started kissing each other passionately. Then, Martyn walked in.

"Guys," he sighed. "I'm literally in the next room...please, please, don't do anything too loud. Last thing I want to hear is my brother groaning through the wall,"
"Sorry Martyn," I blushed.
"Get out," Phil gritted his teeth.
"Alright, alright, I'm going," he mumbled as he closed the door.
"Sorry about him," Phil sighed. "Now," he said, planting a kiss on my lips. "Where were we?"

I laid back on the bed as Phil worked his hands under my shirt. He rubbed his magic fingers against my smooth skin as he started to grind his hips into mine for some much needed friction.

"Fuck, Phil," I moaned.
"Take this off," Phil said as he took our shirts off. "You're so pretty," he smiled.

He kissed me once more as he started tweaking my overly sensitive nipples. I let out another moan as I dug my fingers into his dark hair. He started placing little kisses down my body for a bit before he latched his lips onto one of my nipples.

"Oh my god," I mumbled. "I love you,"
"I love you too," he smiled as he kissed me.

The trail of kisses continued down my torso; when he reached my growing member, he flashed me a smug smirk. He started to undo my belt and slid down my restricting jeans. He placed little kisses on my hips and covered length before he pulled my pants down in one swift motion.

"Dan, I've barley touched you," Phil teased as he observed my throbbing member.
"Shut up," I laughed. "Come on, help a boyfriend o-oh god," I moaned as he latched his lips onto my cock.

He started to bob his head and took a little more each time he went down. It didn't take long for him to start deep throating me. I let out a few of those whorish moans, Phil loves to hear so much, as I hit the back of his throat. Pleasure continued to rush through my body as I stated to buck my hips up, into him; then he started to gag.

"Phil?" I whispered. "Are you okay?" He didn't answer; he just gagged. "Phil, stop..." I said, trying to hold back a moan. "Phil, I know I hurt you. Please stop!"

He rolled his eyes at me, as he pulled off with a satisfying pop sound.

"What?" he sighed. God, his lips were so pink, and swollen and the bulge in his pants seemed to be growing.
"I hurt you," I said as I sat up.
"I'm fine...it's happened before y'know,"
"I know but, I've never heard you gag before," I sighed. "I've ruined the mood...again...haven't I?"
"That seems to be your thing," he smiled as he kissed my cheek. "I love you," he whispered.
"I love you too..."