Chapter 17~ Playing with the strings of my heart

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**Nudity in words***

Phil's P.O.V

"Dan loves me." went around my head since this morning. He is certainly the right person my mother kept saying when we got together. As I recall, it was when we weren't dating. But I knew that I loved Dan since the day I met him, at that party with Pj. I always thought Pj would be the one but when I came out to everyone it turned out he wasn't; gay but straight with girlfriends. It's really weird though because Pj looks like the person that would go out with anyone. Anyway lets not get into that. I really need to pee now but Dan is in the bathroom so... what should I do? He's in the shower so maybe I could creep in and walked straight into the toilet room. I got up and walked towards the bathroom. I opened the door and there he was. So bloody beautiful. I forgot how beautifully, perfect his body is (To me, not to all). He turned around seeing me staring at him lovingly. I dreamily smirked at him and then bit my lip softly as I looked him up and down. He's so beautiful, how did a guy like me deserve a guy like him? He stared at me in the eyes as I shuffled closer to the glass covering the shower. He pushed the glass door open, slowly, as I approached him. I stared him in the eyes; biting my lip and then got the towel off of the radiator. I wrapped it around his shoulders. He stood there the whole time with his eyes closed, occasionally breathing out fast whilst I played with his hair. I didn't care that I needed to pee. I was just happy to be looking at the same Dan and I was nearly a month ago. I jumped into the bath/ shower with him and pulled him close. As our lips collided, again, I ran my fingers through his wet, poodlish hair. I thought about mixing things up a bit. I started to pick up the pace of our clashing lip and when he went to breath I quickly put my tongue through my teeth through his and into his mouth. He had his eyes closed when I opened mine to figure out what to do. I grabbed his hips and turned them, shoving his back against the wall with my hands against the wall. I knew something was going to happen whether now, unless someone comes, or later. he lifted his head so his neck was against my mouth now. I sucked on his sweet spot as he grasped: almost orgasmic. I started to make my way down his body. Sucking and biting on his flesh.

He stopped me just before the bellybutton. "P-P-Phi-i-il-l?!" I stood up straight he was panting. "What's wrong?" I questioned he lent forwards so he was breathing in my ear. "Should we go to the bedroom?" He whispered. I smiled and nodded whilst winking too. "I need to Piss first though! I'll meet you in our room." I said I jumped out and he did the same I marched into the cuticle and closed the door. I started to pee when I realised I wasn't alone. He manged to open the toilet door without it squeaking and me noticing. I smiled as I did my flies up and turned around to see him leaning against the door frame. I put the lid down and flushed the toilet. "I thought you were going into our room!" I said. He winked as he opened his mouth, "Well... Yes but I didn't want to be alone. I smiled drying my hands and grabbing his hand; leading him to my old room but now our room. I closed the door and turned him so his bare back was facing the walls and bed. I smiled and pulled him closer until we were where we were before. Kissing, making out, tongues, flesh. He started to drag his hands up my back and lift my shirt over my head.He threw it on the ground and I pushed him on to the bed and climbed on top. If anything happens, I'm always on top. He undoes my belt and throws that across the room. I here the bang it makes as it hits the wall and the floor. I forgot how strong he is. Once when we were arguing he got so angry he punched the wall and his hand went through it. We went over it with paint and plaster and Never talk of it.

I put my hand down to lean on him and grab his jeans and belt, forgetting his is completely naked from the shower and a little wet. What actually happened when I reached down was I put my hand on his pelvis and accidentally touch, what is now hard, his member. In shock I fell on to him. He yelped in pain as I scrambled to get back up and on track. "I'm sorry. sorry." He looked and me apologetically and smiled "For what?" I looked at him and started to say "For falling on you and hurting you" I whisper into his ear about something and he giggles. I breath heavily ans he tried to remove my wet jeans from my legs. I turn on to my back as he tugs at my ankles. He turns his head and kisses me repeatedly until I push him back on to his back and put my hand over his member. He breathes heavily as I suck on his neck and bite a little. "Phil? Are you doing this to play with the strings in my heart?"....

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