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nsfw (obvs) - [I don't do bottom!phil btw] [she/her]

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In The Act

prompt: 

genre: smut lmfao

warnings: voyeurism, exhibitionism, actor!dan, cameraman!phil, yall i promise this one’s a good one

words: 1653

read on ao3!!!

a/n: yall i swear this was meant to be an hc that wasn’t that long but then the more i wrote it, the more i got into it and i couldn’t stop. i hope you enjoy though i love this so much <333

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[twink-dan]

yo pls,, write a hc where phil is dan's teacher and dan's walking home in the rain but phil turns up with his car and asks if he wants a ride and dan,, literally rides him,, and dan's all wet from the rain and it's just,,, sloppy and messy while dan like,, rides phil in the drivers seat 👅

hi yes this was the hot prompt I was talking about sorry if it didn’t live up to full hotness I haven’t been confident in what I write lately but maybe you guys will like it

It was always fucking raining.

Dan had been waiting for a day where he could walk home from school without getting wet, despite having an umbrella to help him keep somewhat dry. But of course, on the day it decided to rain the hardest, Dan had left said umbrella at home. Right next to the front door.

He had been dreading the walk home ever since his last period English class. He spent a majority of his time in there staring out the window, watching the raindrops slid down the dirty glass. He had even been scolded a few times by his teacher. But that was okay, because he thought his teacher was hot.

Mr. Lester was only in his younger twenties, aka, only a few years older than Dan. He wore a dress shirt and tie everyday, along with khakis and black dress shoes. But Dan’s favorite accessory was the thick, black framed glasses he wore every Friday. The sat on his face perfectly, giving him a look that was much younger than his age.

“Dan,” Mr. Lester - or Phil, as Dan liked to call him - scolded. “I like daydreaming to, but not in this classroom.”

A few students snickered as Dan said, “Sorry.”

“It’s Friday. The class is almost over and then it’s the weekend. Surely you can finish your work before the bell?”

“Yes, Sir. Sorry.” He ducked his head, cheeks red as the students laughed at him.

Phil’s gaze lingered on Dan a moment longer before he continued walking around the classroom, checking on the rest of the student’s work progress.

When the bell finally rang, Dan quickly scribbled the last answer onto the worksheet, shoving it into the turn in bin before dashing out of the classroom. It was still pouring when he reached the front doors, and sat down on the bench inside, seeing if the rain would slow at all during the next ten or so minutes. It’s not like he had anywhere to be later, but he rather not get soaked by the time he arrived home if he didn’t have to.

After about fifteen minutes of waiting, the school was almost empty of all students, and the rain still hadn’t slowed. Dan supposed he was going to have to tough it out this time and just dry off and change clothes when he got home.

Slinging his backpack over his shoulder, he pushed through the front doors and braved the cold rain. It took him the length of the school building to get drenched, and he wiped the hair away from his eyes.

His house was a few blocks away, not really that far, but far enough when it was raining.

He had barely made it off school grounds when a black car pulled up to him, rolling down the passenger window. “Howell!”

Dan paused, looking over at the car. Phil Lester, his super hot and totally single teacher, was shouting his last name out of his car. “Um, yeah?”

“Get in,” Phil said, unlocking the car door.

Dan stared at him. Was he serious? “I don’t think I should.”

Phil frowned. “Let me give you a ride, Dan. Come on, it’s pouring.”

“I’m already soaked. I’ll just ruin your car seat.”

“Nonsense. Get in.”

“No.”

“I’ll give you a zero on today’s assignment if you don’t,” Phil threatened.

Dan squinted at him. “You’re not serious.”

Phil shrugged. “Try me and find out.”

They both stared at each other in silence, Dan debating on if he should get inside or not. It was his teacher after all, not to mention he had a massive crush on him. As much as he would love to be in an enclosed space with Phil, it wasn’t right. Was it? But he didn’t really want to chance a zero on today’s classwork, either.

“I don’t have all day, Dan. I have papers to grade. Namely yours.”

“Fine,” Dan grumbled, pulling open the car door and climbing inside. It just so happened that Phil had cloth seats, which meant the water would soak into them and take a long time to dry. “This isn’t my fault.”

“What isn’t your fault?” Phil asked, locking the car and heading down the drive.

“The wet seat. Don’t complain when they aren’t dry by tonight.”

Phil chuckled. “I won’t be mad. I know what I’m doing.”

Dan hummed something, feeling very uncomfortable. His socks squelched in his shoes, and water droplets dripped from the ends of his hair

“Quit pouting. You don’t hate this as much as you’re letting on,” Phil said.

Dan glanced over at him. “What are you talking about?”

Phil raised a brow. “You don’t think I know what you’re daydreaming about? You think I don’t see some of the looks you give me? I’m old enough to know how to interpret those things, Dan.”

Dan’s cheeks turned red. “I’m s-sorry, I just-”

“Hey,” Phil interrupted, ending Dan’s sentence. “No need to apologize. I’m quite flattered. And I would be lying if I said I didn’t sometimes do the same.”

At this, Dan was speechless. His teacher thought about him? In the same way, no less? “You do?”

“I do,” Phil answered. “I mean, have you looked at your own ass? In those jeans? It’s perfectly round.”

“Oh, um …” Dan was growing flustered, but he couldn’t help the small heat the furled in his belly. Never in a million years did he think his teacher, who he found so hot, would think about him like … like this. It was so wrong but so thrilling. It made Dan’s cock stir.

Phil winked at him, slowly snaking his hand over the center console and resting it on Dan’s thigh. His thumb moved in slow circles, teasing. “You don’t know how many times I’ve thought about slapping it when you bend over to pick up your pencil after you drop it. Of course, I’m your teacher, and that would be highly inappropriate.”

A small whimper threatened to escape Dan’s lips. Phil was doing this on purpose. “Phil …”

“Oh, so it’s Phil now? What happened to Mr. Lester? I am still your teacher, yes?”

“Stop teasing,” Dan pouted.

“In what way?”

Dan grimaced. Phil knew what he was doing. “In all of them!”

Phil smiled. “You’re growing frustrated. Cute.”

A small grumble escaped Dan’s throat. “I want out.” he folded his arms across his chest. He was still sopping wet, though Phil’s teasing made him forget about that. Until now. “I’m cold.”

“The heat is on,” Phil told him, checking the dials again. “Though, I do have another way to warm you up.”

Dan glanced over at him. “Y-You do?”

“Yes. Haven’t you ever taken a survival course? Taking off your wet clothes helps with your body temperature.”

What was he saying? That Dan should undress right here in the front seat of his car? Yeah, right. “I’m not so sure about that.”

“At least take your shirt off. It will help, I swear,” Phil assured.

Dan, not fully believing him, took off his soaked shirt anyway, and tossed it on the floor of the care. His naked torso also had some water droplets dripping down it, but it did feel slightly better without his shirt on. However, he was still cold.

Phil, still somehow managing to keep his eyes on the road, kept sparing long glances at Dan. His stomach and chest was just as golden as the rest of him. He removed his hand from Dan’s jean clad thigh, and ran his hand smoothly up Dan’s torso, brushing over his right nipple. Dan let out a soft noise at that and twitched, which brought a smile to Phil’s face. He ran his finger over his erect nipple a few more times, listening to the soft moans that came out of his student’s mouth. “You know,” Phil whispered huskily. “I wouldn’t do this with any of my other students.”

“Mmm,” Dan hummed in acknowledgement, too busy feeling the pings of pleasure from having his nipple played with.

“Like I said,” Phil continued, “if you take off all your clothes, you will warm up quicker.”

Dan was already feeling plenty warm, that’s for sure. But with his cock throbbing in his wet underwear (which just happened to be wet from more than just rainwater), he couldn’t resist removing his soaked jeans too. He lifted his hips up, doing his best to peel of his wet jeans, accidentally taking his boxers down with them. “Oh, I, um …”

Phil said nothing, using this opportunity to place his hand on Dan’s bare bum. He ran his hand over one cheek, feeling how smooth it was. “I knew you had a great ass.”

Another blush creeped up on Dan’s face. “Uh … thanks?” He let out a small squeak when he felt Phil’s finger brush over his hole. He was perfectly aware that he was still raised above the seat, using the front dash to keep his bum off the seat.

“At least the rain helped us here, yes?” He circled Dan’s rim, slowly pressing one finger into his hole. Dan let out a loud moan, having it been so long since anything had been up there. “Your clothes already made everything so wet. At least there’s some lubrication.”

Honestly, Dan didn’t think he cared at this point. Lubed or not. Phil’s long, nimble finger worked in and out of him at a steady pace, grazing his spot for just enough pleasure. “Mmph, Phil!” Dan whined. “Not enough.” He screwed down on Phil’s one finger, wanting there to be more. He groaned at the feeling.

“You know, I did offer you a ride,” Phil murmured, eyes blown wide as he fingered Dan.

Dan whined at that. “Please.”

“Get my cock out. Get me to full hardness,” he ordered, removing his finger from Dan’s hole, placing his hand back on the steering wheel.

Dan, who was stark naked, turned in his seat and zipped down Phil’s fly, pulling his pulsing cock from his confines. It was quite big, not even fully hard yet. He pumped it a few times, daring to lean forward and slide his lips over the thick head, moaning as he tasted the salty precum bead at the tip. He was only able to get it halfway down his throat, not having the gag reflex to take it all.

“Being so good,” Phil whispered, hands gripped tightly on the wheel.

Dan pulled off him with a loud pop, wiping his mouth on his arm. “How do you want me to, um …” His eyes stayed on Phil’s pulsing cock, staring hungrily at it as it stood tall against his clothed stomach.

“Climb over here carefully and sit on my lap,” Phil instructed.

Dan did as he was told, very slowly climbing onto Phil’s lap in the driver’s seat, lowering himself down on Phil’s cock. Phil had held it with one hand, making sure Dan was able to slide onto it easily. They both moaned when he was fully seated. The stretch for Dan burned, Phil’s one finger hardly stretching him good enough. But he liked a little pain. It turned him on.

“Shit, Dan, you’re so tight. Are you a virgin?”

Dan wanted to say yes, he was, but truthfully, he had had sex once before with some guy be barely new. The idea was too enticing for him, and be couldn’t resist. “No.”

“Good, that’s good,” Phil said shakily, doing his best to keep his composure as Dan began moving on his cock. He deliberately drove slow, taking the extra long way back to Dan’s house.

Dan was still wet from rain, and they could hear the squelch sound each time Dan screwed himself down completely on Phil’s cock.

Phil reached around with his free hand, grabbing Dan’s balls and squeezing them. “Such a twink,” he growled in Dan’s ear. “So young and cleanly shaven. Barely any hair down here.” He pumped his cock now, feeling the smooth area all around it, listening to Dan whine in pleasure.

Dan had grabbed the bar at the top of the door for support, his other hand pressed firmly on the center console. He bounced up and down roughly, moaning each time Phil’s thick cock hit his spot. “Phil!” he cried.

“Keep going,” Phil grunted, thrusting his hips into Dan’s wet hole. It sounded so sloppy so … dirty. Phil bad never been ridden like this. This was completely and utterly hot. “Going to cum, Dan?”

“Y-Yes!” Dan squeaked. “So … Right there!” His eyes blew open wide as he came, his load spurting onto his naked chest and onto Phil once Phil grabbed and stroked his cock through his orgasm.

It didn’t take long for Phil to cum inside Dan, filling him up to the brim. He had always had long, thick loads, and he wanted to fill Dan with all of it.

Dan’s eyes rolled to the back of his head as he felt Phil’s warm cum fill him up, and sat limp on Phil’s lap, feeling like jelly. The car was hot and reeked of sex, the windows steamed just a little.

Phil pulled up to Dan’s house on the curb, throwing the car in park and just sitting there, catching his breath. Dan made no move to get off him yet, which be rather liked. He felt his cock get soft inside Dan, plugging the cum in his ass. “Wish you had a plug?” Phil asked.

“Yes,” Dan whispered, embarrassed.

Phil only chuckled. “Maybe next time.”

“There’s a next time?”

“Only if you what there to be,” Phil replied. “We will just have to be extra cautious about this. This wasn’t exactly the most hidden and secretive way we could have done it.” As the older one here, he felt highly irresponsible for doing it like this. Anyone could have seen them through the car windows. They weren’t tinted.

“I think I would like that,” Dan smiled, meeting Phil’s eyes in the rear view mirror.

Phil returned his own smile, leaning over and grabbing Dan’s wet clothes. “You should put these back on and get going. They’re already soaked so it won’t matter when my cum drips down your thighs.”

Dan’s cheeks turned bright red at that. He rose off Phil’s cock slowly, feeling his cum slip from his hole and down between his legs. The color on his cheeks didn’t go away, even as he got dressed and climbed out of Phil’s car.

He looked back at Phil, who winked and said, “When I offered you a ride, this was exactly what I meant,” before driving off, leaving Dan at the driveway of his house. Never did he think Phil Lester - the hot English teacher he had been fantasizing about all year - would fuck him. Let alone like that.

Dan went inside and showered, sad that he had to wash away the traces of Phil. He could barely wait until next time. And that time, he would definitely be bringing a plug.

~ lacey

[fuck-phan]

i just want to fuck and be fucked so badly. i'd suck and nibble and lick you so good, i would be so good for you, i'd make sure you're screaming my name before i even think of touching myself. i'd have you cumming all night long and i would take such good care of you, during and afterwards -🔒

holy shit i'm,,, that was so hot

[fuck-phan]

send dirty messages in my inbox pls ;))

[yellowsunbluedove]

In the mood to sit on a specific boys lap and kiss him until I can’t feel my lips

[danisnotatwunk]

not to be nsfw but like

-imagine dnp having sex, after eight long years of experimenting and being kinky and vanilla, and they’ve finally settled into the hottest, most passionate sex ever??

-like,, dan riding phil and he’s letting out these drawn out, sultry moans and arching his back and phil’s dragging his palms all over his body because he just can’t get enough of him

-or phil fucking dan while they’re holding hands and they’re just moaning into each other’s mouths, and absolutely melting into each other

[danisnotatwunk]

if any boys wanna make me cum that'd be greatly appreciated rn pls slide into my messages :))

[semelester]

// could you write something where dnp are sleeping over at a friend’s house and they play dirty ‘truth or dare’ where dan gets dared to give phil a handjob then later on in the night phil ends up fucking dan? idk something like that! thank u :)

// yo I’m a slut for religious!dan x punk!phil (or the other way around,, either is good) so I was wondering if you could do like a fucking in the pastors house/bedroom or something like that while no one is home cause this is my favourite AU ever, and I hardly see any fanfics of it,, thanks !! 💕💕

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“Sex dice? Where the fuck did you find those?” George all but screeched, grabbing the two plastic cubes and inspecting them. Dan winked and smirked, gracefully folding himself down into a cross-legged position.

“A lady never reveals her secrets,” Dan said primly, grabbing the jug that used to be orange juice but now held about half of its original contents and half vodka and taking a swig. “But Mrs. Lester’s bedside drawer, if you must know.”

Phil narrowed his eyes. “Left or right side?”

Dan thought for a moment. “Left, if you’re standing at the foot of the bed and facing the headboard.

“Then they’re my dad’s,” Phil said, grabbing the drink from Dan and taking a swig. Jacob almost choked on hos own tongue, grabbing the dice from George.

“Father Lester’s sex dice, my, my,” he said with a wolfish grin. “Never thought a priest could be so naughty, Philly.”

“There’s not enough liquor in the world to make me forget this,” Phil mumbled, taking another swig from the jug and almost dropping it as the world tilted out from under him.

“Ooookay,” Tristan said, taking the jug from Phil’s hand. “I think you need a breather, mate.”

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[fuckme1444]

[1-800-oxiclean]

Girls like hearing men moan during sex

Girls LIKE hearing men moan during sex

GIRLS LIKE hearing men moan during sex

GIRLS LIKE hearing MEN MOAN during SEX

GIRLS LIKE HEARING MEN MOAN DURING SEX

[goddess-on-fire]

I just want to lay in bed with someone in our underwear and make out, watch movies and fuck like 3 or 10 times

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[cutelilfucktoy]

oops

this was intended to be a phan porn blog but just became a “whatever turns me on” porn blog

[roundworms-deactivated20170825]

how do i politely ask him to slam me against a wall and make out with me

[fuck-phan]

can a boy send me dirty messages pls i'm so hornyyyy

[fuck-phan]

hey lovely <3 you don't have to answer this but, what's your sexuality? & are you a dom or a sub?

I like boys!! and I'm usually a sub 😊

[gentlyfemdoms]

Just really want someone to push me down and make out with me until I’m just a panting, wet mess with ten hickeys on my neck and bruises on my wrists.