I see him leave the room. There I am, right black jeans pressing up against my erection, it feels weird. I feel dirty, it feels all wet and sticky. My hairs all tangled and curled, and I myself feel, hot. I'm in loss of words, I'm trying to regain myself but I have no idea what the hell just happened. Wasn't he growing hard too? Did it go away? Shouldn't I get cleaned up?
what are we?
I start thinking of what Phil and I did, and I couldn't help but...
slowly unbutton my pants, I touch the metallic zipper and slowly push it down.
Phil's POV:
Fuck. Oh my god. oh my god.
oh
my
god
ya'll.
I run my fingers through my hair gently as I slowly walk down the hall. That was an excuse to leave the room, thank god for Chris. My heart rate is racing around, like it's playing wii sports tennis. I make it to corner of the hall and turn. The carpet, colliding with the wood floor. I see Chris comfortably close to, PJ? I assume.
Pj whips his head around, looking at me up and down. "Your fly is undone," He chuckles. His vibrant and voluminous hair bounced around with every word he spoke.
i quickly zip my pants up..
"uhh sorry that was a bad way to introduce myself, hi I'm Phil, and you are?" I question, I really don't know him. whomst the fuck are you man.
Then I recall, dan was bringing someone over.
"I'm Pj," Pj slowly bit his lip before proceeding, "dan invited me over for something," he turned his face back to me, it was all red and flustered.
lol what did they do.....
I bring myself over to the couch. It's a light beige with maroon velvet pillows neatly placed on it. I sit next to Pj and his scent, smelled like dan but sweeter. "Well I just wanted to call you over to—," Chris said mid-sentence before we heard a small moan. Chris looked at me then Pj, " ahaha uh well yeah, you can go back to your room or stay, we were going to watch Orange is the new black," he continued before turning back to the tv screen. "I'm going to go back, I'm gonna take a shower real quick," I say before giving Pj and sweet smile and giving Chris a confused look.
I slowly walk my feet dragging across the carpet, then hitting the wooden hallway, I sprint. What the hell is dan doing, I must've heard wrong..
Dans POV
I press down harder, I grab the bedsheets. I'm gasping for air, I'm all heated up I can't function. I press down again, a moan escapes my mouth. I'm in a daze, I'm needy for something and I don't know what, I start panting and slowly rub. I bite my tongue, not wanting to make sound.
Phil's POV
