Better Than Me

Chapter 1

Dan adjusted his fringe in the reflection of his laptop with his fingertips, making it a little messy on purpose. His fluffy hat covered the rest of his hair, so he didn't bother straightening the rest. He'd put some chapstick on his lips, for once, to make them smooth and plump-looking. He pulled an innocent face for the camera, cupping his cheek with his fur mitten dramatically and snapping the picture. Then, he added a filter to the photo and posted it to his blog, captioned:

anyone want to buy me something off my wish list?? xx

At only eighteen, Dan Howell was an icon in the sex industry. The day he became legal, he was posting risque photos and his career was born. He's done a lot for his age — originally only posting his own photos and videos, but he now also does occasional professional content with an on-the-rise porn website and magazine company, which was about as "professional" as the career got.

Dan was definitely past the point of embarrassment. Of course, he was timid in the beginning; bashfully hiding himself behind a towel or a gaming controller or a pile of teddy bears. By the time he was getting paid, of course, he was perfectly content with the fact that everyone in the world who was over eighteen with a YouPorn account could see his ass. Maybe not his parents, but he was a lot more confident than he used to be.

Though, with all this, was hungry for more. Not necessarily more money, or more fans, but more experience. He craved to fulfill all his darkest fantasies since he started his career as a camboy, one day in his teenage bedroom. He knew he needed someone else to help him with his fantasies, but he didn't know what to do to find the person. That was the problem.

After being in a small interview for a Halloween issue of a magazine called "Gay UK Eighteen Plus", he had a new goal. He wanted a caring boyfriend that would double as dominant; someone could share those abstruse fantasies with.

Dan left his train of thought and checked the notes on his post, reblogging with the link since his fans seemed curious. He typed a message to his blog followers with his usual playful and flirty personality he used for his blog.

haha srry i forgot the link, durr ^_^

it's adameve.com/wishlist/camboydan

thank u bbs <3

He lifted his laptop up off of his desk, standing from his chair and climbing into bed with it on his lap. For a while, Dan had allowed himself to be surprised by the packages, waiting until they arrived to see what they were and who they were from. But that had changed when he figured out how to cheat the system. He went into his wish list, scrolling through and pretending to put all of the items in his cart, until he got a pop-up that said:

Shh! We can't show you this because someone may have purchased it for you already ;)

Dan was astonished, the most expensive thing, a a one hundred and sixty pound magic vibrating wand, on the list, was purchased already. He'd have to thank that person especially well. Usually when he received a gift from the post, he discovered who it was and made them a sort of personalized video with the new items, for free, and then if the gifts were used in a video he was selling, he would give them a discount. It was his way of expressing gratitude while also indirectly saying please buy me more things because I literally get off to the attention.

Dan set his laptop to the side and stared up at his ceiling, thinking about who it could be buying him such expensive things. He wondered if that person would ever be willing to fill his darkest fantasies, let him be their sub, take control over him. Without his parents and brother around, it got awful lonely — and doing porn by himself was fun, but ever since he'd gotten his BDSM test results, he wanted someone to share his kinks with, which led his mind to sinful places.