Better Than Me

Chapter 4

chapter notes: this chapter contains multiple scenes of smut - you've been warned. also, sorry this chapter was v late, i like being a few chapters ahead just in case. this chapter photo is by @colorfulspaghett on instagram! last thing, i changed it to be chronologically (and easier for the story) that phil is graduated from university instead of still in it. hope that doesn't raise confusion - otherwise enjoy!

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Dan was surprisingly responsible for being an eighteen year old with his own apartment. Sure, it wasn't luxury, but with his part-time job and porn, he was saving up for a future that was hopefully not law school. He was proud of himself for being able to wake up early enough to film and edit a video on a work day again. Typically he'd have to film three in one day on a weekend and save them for the weekdays, but this week, he was motivated. He scheduled the video to go up for sale and the teaser to post while he was at work, logged out, and had some quick lunch.

The past few weeks he had been spending at least one of the seven days with Phil. From casual hours playing video games on the couch to eating fancy food and drinking fancy cocktails in a sky bar, they had continued keeping in touch. Dan really liked Phil, but aside from little compliments and sweet nothings, he couldn't tell if Phil was as invested in him back.

Probably, as he was still talking to Dan as much as Dan was with him. Surely Phil wouldn't be spending this much time with him if he didn't want their relationship to blossom like Dan did. He wouldn't be buying him things or listening to what he had to say.

While eating his lunch, his legs up on the coffee table and his back slumped into the couch, he remembered he had received a text from him. He always loved Phil's quirky texts of course, but when he'd gotten it, it was at an extremely inconvenient time, as he was filming himself for the video he was selling.

Dan had been filming a bit lazily today, leaned against his bathroom wall and filming with his phone instead of his laptop. He held his phone shakily, thrusting a toy into himself. About halfway through the recording, he got the silent notification from Phil.

Phil: Hey! Are you busy today xx

And fuck, despite that being the most innocent text ever, he started thinking about Phil in the most non-innocent ways.

He had to adjust his legs so that he could hold his balance better, and he was too far gone at the time to notice it was too early to think of anything remotely sexual with Phil involved. Dan was moaning breathily, thrusting the large toy quicker. He arched his back, getting very...vocal, to say the least. Fuck, he wanted - no, needed - Phil to make him feel this way.

He closed his eyes tight and let his imagination take control, turning the toy in his wrist into the illusion of something real. Dan tricked himself to imagine skin on skin, curling his toes at the thought and heavily exhaling with each short breath. Adjusting the position of the toy, he gasped, his right hand holding his phone trembling.

Phil probably looked so irresistible during session. Dan imagined his broad chest and his perfect hips and smooth jaw and his big hands...

"Mmmph, fuck," he choked out, teetering on the edge. "Fuh-fuck-"

He adjusted it one last time to curl upward, and finally, pictured Phil watching, and came. That was the best orgasm he'd experienced in a long time, and he had at least once daily for some time now.

When Dan watched the video back, he'd found himself hot, and he knew his followers would too. He was squirming and quivering, looking vulnerable and submissive as all hell. The men that preyed on him and begged to privately talk to him would be hopefully pleased with it.