The Party

Chapter two

Phil looks up a Dan suprisingly.

"Oh. Um, are you sure? You don't seem mentally sta-"

"Yes Phil. Let's do it."
Dan confidently strides to his room and gets dressed leaving Phil on the floor, mesmorized.

Phil calls Martyn and assures that they will be going after all. He then goes to his room and dresses aswell.

Phil knew Dan got drunk fast so, he was going to keep an eye on the drinks. He knew Dan was stressed and maybe needed the break once in a while but, at a certain point, it can go to far. He wants the best for the boy. After all, he was only a sophmore.
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"Thank you!"
The taxi drives off, leaving the two boys infront of a colorfully lit mansion with poorly placed streamers and toilet paper rolls unraveled all over the floors. They were a bit late to the party, since Phil decided to take a last minute shower so, they arrived at 11:45.

Dan's enthusiasm wore off and was a bit nervous now because he didn't know many people here. Phil, on the other hand, was joyous knowing all of Martyns friends and loving their presence.

Phil knocks on the door, opening to obnoxiously loud music. The whole place is lit under hues of pink and blue, making some lavendar shades. The counter had punch, pizza rolls, and vodka.

Phil greets everyone by the door with hugs and manly handshakes while Dan would shyly shake hands and smile at them. Phil introduces him to his friends and leads Dan to Martyn.

"Hey bro! Glad you can make it!" Martyn exclaims at Phil. He gives his brother an embrace and grips his shoulder. Phil smiles at him and does the same. He suddenly remembers Dan's existence and turns around to introduce them.

"Hello Daniel! I've heard a lot of things about you." Martyn winks at Dan. Dan looks directly at Phil with an awkward yet confused smile. Phil kicks his brother's shin and mumbles a 'cut it out' while smiling warmly. Martyn laughs.

"Alright alright. Have fun you two!" Martyn leans close to Dan and places his hand on his shoulder, pointing to a certain direction. "The bathroom is through the hallway on the right. Just in case you need it." Martyn waves goodbye and disappears into the crowd. Dan now turns to Phil.

"Your brother seems nice!", shouts Dan as the music gets louder.

"Yea, he can be a bit mischevious
sometimes!"

"I can relate!"

They giggle at their own remarks and start settling into the party. They danced, did some kareoke, drank punch, and hogged the pizza rolls. They were having a pleasant time.

Once it became midnight, the normal lights had to be turned on and the music had to be lowered. Many people left and only a few remained. Dan was slightly intoxicated and Phil was oblivious to that since he was in a simular situation. They were sitting on the couch in the living room and were chatting with the few remaining.

"Your accent is different. You're not from here are you?", a blonde girl asks Dan.

"No, I moved here to come to go to UOM (university of manchester)."

"What are you studying?"

"Law...", Dan responds sadly.

"Oh! Cool haha.", she obliviously comments.

Dan started to feel a bit queezy and naucious at the talk of university. He scratched his eyes and got up from the couch, excusing himself, and headed to the bathroom. Thankfully, he remembered where it was.

Phil looked over his shoulder and sighed. He drank his alcoholic punch sympathetically.

"Dude, just ask him out already." Martyn blurts.

"Shut up, that's not how it works."

"Wait, you're gay?" asks the girl.

"N-no. Well..technically." Phil scratches his head and takes another sip of his tonic. Phil converses with them a bit yet, wonders what Dan was doing in the bathroom.

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Ten minutes have passed. What is that boy up to? Phil had to investigate.

"Excuse me." Phil says as he leaves the discussion. He walks to the bathroom door and knocks.

"Dan? May I come in?" Phil asks worridly. The door opens to a messy haired, sobbing mess of a mess. He was all over the place. Phil closes the door behind him and as soon as he does, Dan gives him an imense hug of pain. Phil hugs back, comforting Dan and his suffering. Dan's wimpers turned to sighs as they held eachother in a warm embrace.

"Phil, I'm sorr-"
"Shhhh. It's okay."

After settling down, Phil sits on the bathroom floor, laying his tonic next to him. He motions Dan to do the same.
They sit in silence for awhile letting the calmness sink in.
Phil knew Dan did not want to talk about it, so he changed the subject.

"Was the party fun?"
"Yeah. Your friends are really nice and your brother is funny as hell."

Phil laughs at this remark and Dan follows. The room became silent again. Only the shouting and laughing of the people in the living room were heard.

Dan now started growing sexual feelings for Phil. He didn't know it was him or the vodka talking. He always had the connection with him, but never made the move. He starded thinking of Phil ontop of him, kissing him dry, calling him baby, and ruffling his hair. Oh God. He imagined Phil pinning him down and messily kissing him. It made him kinda hard. He crossed his legs to hide it uncomforably. He couldn't imagine the size of Phil's dick. Maybe, he could find out...