It was 3am and Dan lay in bed beside his best friend Phil on another one of their many sleepovers. This was normal, they'd usually stay up late together playing video games til midnight then when they got too tired they'd climb into bed together and just talk for the next few hours until one of them, usually both of them, ended up falling asleep. It generally involved Dan rambling to Phil about how insignificant humans were in the massive universe, causing Phil to get so spaced out he'd drift off to sleep. Dan didn't even notice most of the time and sometimes ended up talking to a sleeping body for half an hour until he realised he wasn't getting a response.
This time the conversation had taken a very different turn. Phil had gone into maybe a bit too much detail on some of his sexual experiences, not caring too much about what he said since it was late and all his inhibitions had been lost. He'd been thoroughly surprised how little Dan knew about anything sexual that he'd mentioned, after all he was 17 now and should know a decent amount of stuff about sex. But Dan had been completely clueless, even having to ask what a blowjob meant. Phil had just laughed and called him adorable, which Dan playfully punched his arm for.
"Come on Dan!" Phil chuckled. "You're seriously telling me you've never wanked?"
"I didn't even know what it was til I was 15!" Dan frowned, "Stop taking the piss just because I'm not a dirty minded freak like you."
"Everyone this age has though," Phil said. "Do you just not like the idea of it or something?"
"I guess I just never thought about trying it before," Dan sighed, his cheeks going bright red.
"Why not? It feels really good. Though it's even better when you have someone else to do it for you." Dan chewed on his lip at that; smirking to himself at the fact he was the only one who got to see this side of Phil. During the day he was friendly, joyful and could even be perceived as innocent to people around him, the quiet kid who doesn't talk much. But when he was with Dan he completely changed, it was almost like he was a different person around him.
"I-I just never got around to it I guess," Dan murmured, feeling a rush of arousal in his pants. He didn't even know where it'd come from. Since when did he get aroused by his platonic friend talking to him about masturbation?
"Do you know how to do it?" Phil almost felt as if he was teaching a child, although Dan was only two years younger than him (and it'd be really weird if it was a child he was telling this stuff to anyway).
"Um, kind of?" Dan shuffled uncomfortably, suddenly feeling very flustered. Was this normally what friends talked about?
"Uh- do you want me to um, show you?" the last two words almost came out as a squeak and Phil worried for a moment he'd gone back in time to when he was going through puberty. "Of course if you think that's weird, just forget I said anythin-"
"No! It's not weird," Dan was trying his best to avoid eye contact because he was now thinking about his platonic best friend in a very non-platonic way. Maybe he'd always found Phil slightly attractive, pleasing to his eyes, but had just never taken any proper notice of it. Never thought about doing anything sexual with him. Both of them were bisexual and Phil was suddenly very, very attractive and had he not shaved this morning? Dan was noticing little things he hadn't noticed before, like the slight stubble on Phil's face and how broad his shoulders were, along with the small wisps of chest hair poking out of the top of his pyjama shirt. Shit, Dan was getting hard, and it was 3am and he was pretty sure he was feeling things for his friend.
"Teach me then?" Dan almost whispered, noticing that Phil also had a bulge in his pants. Maybe they'd both forget about this in the morning and pretend it never happened, or maybe it'd completely ruin their friendship but Dan was too tired and spaced out to worry about that right now.
"OK, um-" Phil shakily reached into the drawer beside his double bed and grabbed a small bottle of lube. "This makes it easier."
Dan gulped when he saw the clear gel and slowly began to push his pants down past his ankles, taking them off and throwing them down by the side of the bed, Phil following soon after.
Was he actually doing this? Getting off with his best friend?
"Shit," Dan suddenly felt very self conscious, what if Phil didn't like what he saw? Then he remembered that Phil had seen him naked numerous times, but there was still that tiny bit of worry in the back of his mind.
"You alright?" Phil reached for Dan's hand and took it in his, a surprisingly romantic gesture for what they were planning on doing. "We don't have to do this, I mean, I was just teaching you so you'd know like everyone else does, you don't have to-"
"Phil, I'm fine," Dan rolled over onto his side. "Don't worry about it."
"If you say so," Phil gently let go of his hand and moved it down below the covers, gripping his dick in his palm and letting out a small, breathy whimper.
"So, um-" Phil pulled back the duvet and poured a bit of lube onto his fingers. "You want some?"
"Sure," Dan accepted some of the gel and rubbed it between his fingertips to warm it up.
"You just kind of- I don't know? Move your hand," Phil's face was bright red by now, he was already embarrassingly hard at the sight of Dan spread out next to him in his bed. He never thought it'd get him this aroused before as he'd seen Dan naked many times, but had never really thought about him in a sexual way until now. He was trying to convince himself he was only helping Dan but knew it was slightly more than that.
Dan copied what Phil was doing, curling his hand around his dick and sighing at the relief it gave him. He began to move it quickly, gripping tightly and jerking up and down.
"Shi- fuck!" Dan gasped out, throwing his head back and thrusting his hips into his hand. He opened his eyes to see Phil doing the same, and it only just occurred to him how big Phil's dick was and how much he'd like it in certain places...
"Dan," Phil moaned under his breath, pumping his cock with one hand and cupping his balls with the other. Dan wasn't even questioning this anymore, the fact that his best friend just moaned his name whilst getting off.
The slickness of the lube helped him to move faster and the heat in his groin was slowly becoming more intense, his legs jerking about and his free hand clawing at the bed.
"Phil, shit," Dan gasped, finding himself coming closer and closer to the brink.
That was Phil's last straw. His name sounded amazing on Dan's lips, and the way his teeth were digging into his bottom lip, his eyes scrunched shut, chest wheezing and hair going slightly curly at the ends. Dan looked so fucking hot, and Phil couldn't stop himself from grabbing Dan's hand and placing it by his side.
"Phil?" Dan was full on panting, his face flushed and lips red and puffy. Phil straddled Dan's hips and leaned down, pressing sloppy kisses along his collarbones, across his neck and up next to his ear.
"This OK?" he whispered, taking Dan's weak nod and encouraging moans as a yes. Phil continued mouthing and sucking at the skin on Dan's neck, wanting to kiss him but unsure if that'd be crossing a line. Dan's head was tipped to the side, choked moans falling from his lips whenever Phil sucked and nibbled at his neck.
"Stop the teasing and fucking touch me," Dan groaned, hooking his legs around Phil's waist and grinding their dicks together. The slickness of the lube intensified the feeling and both of them moaned simultaneously.
"Jesus Christ," Phil mumbled, slightly overwhelmed at what was happening right now.
"Phil," Phil looked down to see Dan's signature smirk. "Now's really not the time to be saying another man's name while you're on top of me."
It took Phil a moment to understand what Dan was saying. "What the- I actually hate you so much," he burst into a fit of giggles. "You're ruining the mood with your shit."
Dan chuckled. "Just get on with it."
"Figured you'd be a bossy bottom," Phil smirked, moving his hand down to grip Dan's hip.
"Who says I bottom?"
"Who's on top right now?" Phil smirked, returning to nipping at Dan's neck as he took both their dicks in his hand and began to swiftly jerk them together.
Dan's head flew back, his hips jutting up against Phil's and his mouth falling open. No noise came out though, the feeling was too intense his throat had closed up.
"F-fuck!" Dan cried out, digging his nails into Phil's shoulders as the older man shifted down onto his forearms so their chests were pressed together.
He'd never even got off before, so the feeling he was getting was completely new and he'd never known it was possible to feel this good in his life. The intense feeling of Phil's dick rubbing up against his and the way Phil was pushing his hips downwards, kissing and biting at his neck was all getting too much. Dan was starting to worry that the neighbours would hear as he was being so fucking loud, letting ever noise out and not keeping any of it in. He was grateful Phil's parents were on holiday as they'd definitely have heard by now.
"You're so loud, keep making those noises for me," Phil whispered into his ear, he voice deep and husky, punctuated by the ragged breaths and moans slipping from his lips.
The heat kept building and building until it was too much and an intense wave washed over him, burning in his groin and making him cry out, moaning loudly into Phil's shoulder as he came across both their chests. It didn't take long for Phil to come too, biting down hard on Dan's neck to stifle the moan that left his throat, and not-so-accidentally leaving a hickey too.
Both of them just lay there for a moment, panting heavily and riding out their highs. Phil slowly clambered off of Dan, reaching for some tissues to clean them both up then chucking them in the bin beside his bed. Soon both of them were cuddled up together under the duvet, seemingly not caring much that they were both still completely naked.
"What just happened?" Dan whispered, touching foreheads with his best friend, their breaths mingling.
"I'm not sure," Phil smiled a little. "I liked it though."
"Same."
There was a short pause, both their eyes slipping shut, the only sound in the room their soft breathing.
"Should we talk about it in the morning?"
"That'd probably be best," Dan murmured, gathering up the courage to press a quick kiss to Phil's lips before drifting off to sleep, cuddled up in his best friend's arms.
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