That emo boy

Chapter 2

Phil's POV

When I first saw Dan I fell in love. I know its bad, he is years younger, straight and well, would never like me. He is beautiful, funny, handsome, kind, caring, perfect and yet he hates himself I will never understand.

When I came upstairs Dan wasn't in my room so I went to the bathroom. I knew he had a 'problem' and I don't know why I didn't knock but there he was, in the middle of my bathroom jerking off. It was the hottest thing I'd ever seen and i didn't know what to do.

-----------------------------------------------------Dan's POV

When he walked in I had a mini heart attack. I looked away and said "ERM...ph... I'm..its not". "Dan its okay" he said "I have the same problem".He pointed at his huge restricted member.

I couldn't help myself so I walked over and pushed him against the wall and started kissing his soft lips. He grinded his hips against my penis which was hanging out of my trousers. I was so turned on and I started moaning "uh Phil uh yh uh".

He took me into his room not breaking the kiss and pushed me onto his double bed. This innocent boy turned out to be a sex god, and I loved it. We fall asleep in each others arms. I woke up an hour-ish later and Phil wasn't there but I knew he'd be downstairs.

I got my phone from my jeans off the floor and unlocked it to see I had a text from the one and only sex god. I opened it and it read.
Hi, I'm downstairs and knew you were awake, anyway I'm making some lunch, well pancakes. And I knew you'd want some cus they are your favourite. So I wanted to ask ... Would you be my boyfriend? ❤ xx

Instead of replying I put on my jogging bottoms, threw my phone on the floor and ran downstairs. I creeped into the kitchen, wrapped my arms around his waist, kissed his neck and whispered "of course Philly".

He turned around, wrapped his hands around my neck and kissed me softly. When I pulled away he looked into my eyes "Dan?" He spoke softly, "seeing as I made you pancakes will you have hobbit hair for today?"

I thought for a minute, then replied "only if you wear your glasses." I flicked his nose, then walked into the living room. I flicked on the TV but was really focused on the previous events. I was happy,no, estatic.

Around 7-10 minutes later Phil walked in with a plate of pancakes and sat on the opposite sofa. I stood up, looked at him and walked over. I sat down and buried my face into his side, "dan?"

About a minute after he said my name I realised, "oh sorry, yes Philip?" I looked up at him, "do you want to go for a walk or something?" We both got dressed and went for a walk, on the way to the park Phil held my hand, which was adorable.