Could you possibly do a hc where Dan is at a friends house and Phil (his friends older brother) happens to be home with them since their parents aren't home. Dans friend has to go to the store and get something and Phil decides to have fun with his little brothers friend. You can make them any age you'd like.
~ this is shit but! itās something! ~ ~ dan is 16 and phil is 17, almost 18 ~~ philās brother is named jordan bc idk ~
Dan knocked on the door, frowning and biting his lip. It was a bad habit he had developed, especially when he was nervous or particularity anxious.
This was his third time going to his friend Jordanās house, and he wasnāt any less nervous. Jordan was nice enough, he sat by Dan at lunch when no one else had and talked to him about PokĆ©mon. Dan was just scared he was going to do something wrong. He always did. He didnāt want to lose another friend.
Dan heard the lock click and the door swung open; his eyes widened.
A boy answered the door, a boy he hadnāt seen before. He had messy black hair, sex hair basically, and his blue eyes sparkled when they landed on Dan. A cocky smirk seemed to be plastered to his face.
āHey,ā he said, leaning on the door frame and looking Dan over. Dan crossed his arms; it felt oddly sexual. āYouāre Dan, right? Youāre cute. Jordan didnāt tell me you were so cute.ā
āPhil!ā Came a shrill voice from behind him, and Jordan pushed him to the side, offering Dan an apologetic look. āSorry about that, thatās my stupid brother. Come on in.ā
Dan nodded, pressing his lips together and letting Jordan pull him inside, avoiding Philās predatory gaze as he passed.
Jordan led him to the kitchen, leaning against the counter and smiling at him.
āMy parents arenāt home, they left me with Phil.ā He rolled his eyes. āThey needed some ātime aloneā, they saidā¦ā
āTheyāre probably fucking!ā Phil shouted from the other room.
āI was just making foodā¦ā he mumbled, ignoring him, a bit of ginger hair falling in his eyes, and he brushed it away. āBut I think weāre out of ramen.ā
āI ate it!ā Came Philās voice from the other room, along with a laugh. Jordan cursed under his breath.
āBut Iām really hungry and he ate all the rest of the food tooā¦ā he continued, glaring at the door. āSo I think I need to go to the store. Wanna come?ā He raised his eyebrows hopefully. Dan was highly aware of Phil who had just entered, leaning against the door frame.
āYeah Dan,ā he started, smirking, his eyes scoping Dan out. āWanna come?ā
Jordan glanced at him nervously, chuckling awkwardly. Danās eyes widened.
āEr, I think Iāll stay here, I brought some homework and stuff so I should be fine.ā Dan flashed him a smile, biting his lip. Jordan shrugged.
āAlright then,ā he mumbled, moving to grab his jacket from a hook on the kitchen wall. āIāll be right back. Phil,ā he turned to his brother, who raised his eyebrows. āDonāt sexually harass my friend.ā
The door slammed, and he was gone.
Dan wasnāt going to lie, the sexual tension was unbearable with Phil watching him like he wanted to eat him. Dan bit his lip, glancing at his feet.
āYour nameās Dan, right?ā He asked, stepping a bit closer.
āWell my nameās Phil,ā he said, stepping forward again. He checked his wrist, frowning at his watch. āThe name youāll be screaming in about⦠Iād say about two minutes.ā
Danās eyes widened as Phil chuckled, drawing his finger up Danās jaw. He leaned down, kissing just below Danās ear, as if to just test his reaction. He smirked when Dan moaned softly, tilting his head back.
āYeah,ā Phil breathed. āIām gonna cover that pretty neck of yours in marks.ā
āB-But,ā Danās voice broke, and he backed away a little. āYouāre Jordanās brother⦠I donāt think heād-ā
āWhy does he matter?ā Phil muttered, brushing some hair away from Danās face and frowning.
āBecause⦠I donāt think heād like it if I-ā
āBabe,ā Phil laughed, shaking his head. āIt doesnāt matter. I want you, he doesnāt control me. I fuck who I want.ā
Dan tensed up as he spoke, Phil was leaning closer until their noses were practically touching. Danās breath caught. Phil slid his hands down Danās side, admiring his shape and kneading his ass in both of his hands.
āDanā¦ā he started slowly, offering him a smile. āIf I kiss you, you have to promise you wonāt run away.ā
Dan thought about it. He had an attractive guy practically feeling him up, asking to kiss him, in his friends kitchen. An attractive guy practically two years older than him, Jordan had said his brother was almost eighteen. Dan felt himself nod slowly.
Phil smirked, pulling Dan forward roughly by the hips, kissing him on the mouth.
Dan whimpered into the kiss, somewhat surprised by the force in Philās movements, but soon he melted into Philās lips and his hands gliding over Danās curves.
Phil was good at kissing, better than good. His mouth slid easily against Danās, and he took dominance immediately. He reached up with one hand to touch Danās face, the other still squeezing his ass.
Dan jumped forward when Phil slipped his hand down the back of his jeans, so now the front of their bodies were pressed together. Phil chuckled, kneading Danās flesh, and Dan buried his face in Philās neck. He was incredibly hard, and he was positive Phil could feel it.
āFuck youāre pretty,ā Phil breathed, kissing down Danās jaw to his throat messily.
āPromise?ā Dan giggled. Phil shook his head, in awe.
Phil picked Dan up in one smooth movement, making Dan gasp and wrap his limbs around him, grasping at his shirt. Phil walked them backwards, slamming Dan against the wall.
He kissed him again, more messy and desperate this time, and Dan moaned against his mouth.
āCan we go to your room or something?ā Dan gasped, gaining back his confidence. āI donāt really fancy Jordan finding us out hereā¦ā
āYeah,ā Phil agreed, breathing heavily. āYeah, youāre right.ā
He set Dan down, tugging him after him by the sleeve to the hallway. They didnāt get ten steps before Phil was shoving him against the wall again, attacking his neck and jaw and mouth. Dan moaned loudly, grasping desperately at his shoulders.
āIn here,ā Phil mumbled, pushing Dan through a door and pulling him forward by his hips. Dan looked around as Phil nipped at his throat, frowning.
āIsnāt this⦠Jordanās room?ā Dan asked, pausing to mutter a āfuckā under his breath. Phil smirked.
āYeah, but i figure weāre doing him a favor. This is probably the only time anything remotely like this happens in hereā¦ā Phil laughed, pushing his hands under Danās shirt. āPlus I couldnāt wait,ā he added huskily.
Dan let Phil push him back on the bed, because honestly, he couldnāt wait either.
Phil tugged his shirt over his head, tossing it aside, before crawling over Dan. He pushed Danās legs open, leaning over him so their crotches were rubbing together, slowly grinding down on him and drawing a moan out of Danās mouth.
Phil grinned, kissing him deeply and pulling at his shirt. Dan lifted him arms, letting him take it off. Phil sat up.
āIāll be right back,ā he said quickly, practically falling off the bed. Dan giggled. āTake those jeans off.ā
Dan did as he said, discarding his jeans somewhere besides the bed. He felt a pang of guilt about doing this in Jordanās bed, but it vanished when Phil got back, reduced down to his own boxers and holding a condom and a bottle of lube.
He kissed up Danās inner thigh as he crawled up the bed again, making Dan shudder and grip the sheets.
āBaby boy,ā Phil breathed, his words brushing Danās neck. āAre you sure you want this?ā
The fact that Phil was asking shot affection through Danās body, and he nodded.
āYes,ā he muttered, tugging Philās boxers down slightly. āYes, god, yes Phil.ā
āGood,ā Phil said, grinning and helping Dan take his boxers off. āGood.ā
Danās own boxers were off in seconds, and Phil was brushing his thumb over his entrance.
Phil leaned forward, kissing him deeply, all lips and tongue and heat, as he pushed a finger into him. Dan shuddered and arched his back, a strangled whine falling from his mouth.
āShh,ā Phil whispered, peppering light kisses all over Danās face and watching him carefully. āShh, baby, itās okay, youāre doing such a good job.ā
He kneaded Danās thigh gently, adding another finger and grinning as Dan started grinding back on him.
āSuch a good boy,ā he muttered, pumping his fingers, curling every now and then and making Dan fall apart beneath him.
Soon enough he was pulling them out, rolling on the condom and lubing himself up. Dan watched through heavy lidded eyes, letting out little hums and whines of pleads.
āBaby,ā Phil mumbled, pressing his tip to his entrance. āDonāt hold back, alright? Want you to moan for me, want you to scream my name like a slut.ā
Dan could hardly nod before Phil was slamming into him, bottoming out with one thrust. Dan gasped, a loud strangled moan ripping from his throat. He grabbed at Philās form, desperate for something to hold on to.
Phil groaned, long and steady, as he began to push in and out, biting down on Danās shoulder.
āFuck, Dan, youāre so tightā¦ā he gasped, his stomach tensing up and heaving from his heavy breathing. Dan whined, throwing his head back.
āHarder,ā he breathed.
Phil nodded, watching Danās face as he snapped his hips roughly, and Dan screamed.
Phil moaned, sucking on his neck and fucking into him harder. āThatās it, princess, scream my name. Thatās it baby.ā
Danās head was going foggy, all he could comprehend was YES, yes, god he felt so good. Philās hips hitting his, burying his cock so deep into him⦠fuck, it was heaven.
āDan,ā Phil said, his voice strained. āFuck fuck fuck, Dan, so good, Iām gonna cum.ā He took Danās cock in his hand, jerking him off, incredibly fueled by Danās noises and the way he was arching his back and throwing his head on the pillow.
āAh-ā Dan gasped, squeezing his eyes shut. āIām c-close, Iām close Phil, shit-ā
āThatās it baby, meet my thrusts. Such a good boy, meet daddyās thrusts⦠just like that.ā
Phil froze when he heard the door open, the creaking of the bedsprings and Danās moans slightly messing with what he could hear, so maybe he was imagining it. But-
āPhil?ā Jordanās voice called. āDan? Guys?ā
Phil slapped a hand over Danās mouth, not stilling his moments completely, but slowing down. He knew he should stop, try to get them presentable, but he was so close⦠He grinded his cock into the boy beneath him thoroughly, trying to get him there through going deep instead of hard and fast. Danās noises were still clear, although muffled.
Phil replaced his hand with his mouth, kissing Dan to keep him quiet, groaning as he felt Dan moan against his mouth.
āPhil? Why are your jeans in the hallwayā¦?ā
Dan whined, cum streaking his stomach and his back arching, and Phil kissed him harder, letting go into the condom.
Phil pulled out quickly, discarding of it in a wastebasket and pulling Dan up. He dressed him as fast as he could, getting Dan to help slightly, but not much. He pulled on his own shirt, grabbing a pair of Jordanās jeans and pulling them on, even though they were clearly too tight.
āPhilā¦?ā Jordan pushed open the door, frowning at them suspiciously. āWhat are you doing in my room?ā
Phil smiled at him. āOh, just messing with your shit. Dan really wanted to see your drawer of sex toys.ā
Jordanās eyes widened and he glared at Phil. āI do not have a drawer of sex toys!ā
Phil shrugged, standing up and punching his brotherās shoulder. āWhatever you say buddy.ā
āWhy were your jeans in the hallway?ā
Phil shrugged, trying to seem casual. āMust have dropped them when I did the laundry. Andā¦ā he looked down at Jordanās jeans he was wearing. āMine must have shrunkā¦?ā
Jordan frowned, but nodded slowly.
Dan stood, practically falling but Phil leaned forward and caught him at the last second. Dan laughed nervously.
āFeet fell asleep,ā he mumbled. āHappens a lot.ā
āMhm,ā Jordan said, staring at him suspiciously, but like he couldnāt quite put his finger on it. āAlright then, well, Dan, Arianna invited us to lunch soā¦ā
āYeah! Uh, yeah, letās⦠do that.ā
Phil grabbed Danās butt as he walked by, and winked when Dan glared at him.
āYou know, I like this kid. You should invite him around more often.ā
āPHIL?! WHY THE FUCK IS THERE A USED CONDOM IN MY BIN!ā