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The Phil and bald breakfast man fic

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It was six AM and Phil was quietly sleeping in the bed of his hotel room. He was dreaming about last night's show and how the audience was nice as always. It had been a tiring evening so he was enjoying his sleep.

But then a noise suddenly woke him up. Alarmed, he stood up and started panicking. What was that ? Was it the endow the world ? He wished he had had more pancakes before dying. As he began thinking about all those wonderful shrimps he wouldn't raise anymore, he saw the source of his worries. The thing was moving in the rhythm of We Will Rock You - Phil could almost swear it.

A man was there, in his room. He didn't know him and Phil recognized that little touch of insanity in the stranger's eyes. The same in saw in the squirrel that attacked him last year's eyes. Then the young black-haired guy saw his breakfast on the trolley driven by what seemed to be Slenderman.

"Good morning, sir!" The person shouted at his face. "Isn't it a good day to be up this early ?" That man was definitely mad and he was bringing tea - Slenderman was in fact the Mad Hatter.

Phil wanted to shout back "No, why are you shouting at me in the face!". But he remembered that it meant more pancakes and right now. That thought calmed him down but he was still quite upset.

The man seemed to see Phil's super snazzy NASA t-shirt (which he bought with his video technician Chris) because he looked at Phil right in the eyes and asked, "How much are you gonna sell me that t-shirt?".

The YouTube star awkwardly laughed and said, "well, I'm glad you like my t-shirt."

"No, seriously, how much are you gonna sell it?". The guy insisted. "I'll give you your breakfast and you won't have to pay if you give me your NASA t-shirt!"

The man got out of the shadow of the room so that Phil could eventually see his face. He looked gorgeous. Even though he was not that tall, he was sexy as hell. His eyes had that beautiful shade of greenish insanity that made him even cuter. He was wearing a t-shirt with a goose that said "I WISH I WAS A PINATA CALLED DAN".

Phil felt himself blush as the guy got closer. There was no space (because NASA t-shirt) between them anymore. The guy quietly murmured, "Hi, my name is Jess. It's from Jessica - because I was a girl at first."

Phil couldn't help reminding of Jessica from Becky and Jessica. Though that Jess was way sexier than his friend Uncle Dan. He stuttered, "I-I am Phil."

Jess smirked and licked his lips. He looked as hungry watching Phil than the Pumpkin Space Latte's fan was looking at pancakes. Then suddenly, as Phil was the less expecting that coming, he kissed him.

Striker's friend didn't kiss back immediately but when he did, he did deeply. He tasted cheese but Phil didn't mind. He could start liking cheese if it was that hot. When they broke the contact, the boy couldn't help but wanted more. He wanted Jess's body against his. His lips, his skin, his thicc Monster Pop stick.

Quickly, it all became a big mess. They were kissing and then on the bed and then topless. One of them - maybe even the two of them- left a hickey in the other's neck as they both moaned. They felt pleasure growing up inside them. Phil leaned over to reach Jess's lips but the guy suddenly got up. The other boy looked up at him rather intrigued.

Jess bent over to get something on the floor. When he stood up, Phil could see his NASA t-shirt in his hand. The Mad Man smirked and ran out of the room singing "A whole new world" from Aladin letting Phil alone on his bed.

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⏰ Last updated: Nov 05, 2016 ⏰

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