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Dan ended up napping until late in the evening, still on Phil's lap. He woke up a few hours later, sleepily blinking his eyes open and looking at the TV. The movie was way past over and was now playing some crappy late night show.
"You up?" Phil asked, watching him stir.
"Mm?" Dan mumbled and turned his head to look at him. His fringe was a bit messy and he seemed to have napped too. Phil fetched his phone from the coffee table and checked the time.
"It's getting dark, love, you want to spend the night?" Phil asked politely.
As much as Dan wanted to say yes, he shook his head no and said, "Don't wanna sit around to bother you."
He didn't wanna be a bum, and he also knew he had to film a video early tomorrow before work, so if he stayed, the morning would be a little rushed. Plus, Dan didn't know how much longer he could be around Phil without speeding up their relationship because he really, really just wanted to make out with those beautiful lips Phil had, with the perfect shade of pink and the perfect angles of his cupid's bow. But he restricted himself and decided it was far too early.
"I have to work too," Dan reasoned.
He hesitantly rose up from Phil's lap, yawning and stretching. Phil stood up beside him and fixed his hair with his fingers, awkwardly watching Dan collect his things.
"I had a lot of fun, Phil," Dan assured him.
"So did I," Phil brightly smiled, and Dan chuckled a little bit at his tongue sticking out from his teeth.
They walk to Phil's door and Dan doesn't know what to do. Does he hug Phil, or kiss him, or shake his hand again?
"Goodnight Phil," he mentioned, aiming for a side hug. He supplied him a quick peck on the cheek, making his own cheeks burn and his dimple deepen.
"Goodnight Dan. Make sure you text me when you get home safe," Phil said, grinning and blushing as well.
Dan found that sweet. He smiled at the ground as he left his flat, making his way to the stairs. He took a quick tube ride home, discovering they didn't live too far from each other. Once he got home, he set his things on the island of his kitchen and made sure to send the text.
Dan: i'm safe at home you nerd
Phil: <3
Dan felt warm and bubbly. Phil made the date a thousand times better than the anxiety in his head told him it was going to be. They had a lot of fun chatting, walking, and eventually napping on Phil's couch.
While Dan got ready for bed, he inspected his deemed 'rosy patch' in the mirror and decided it was his new favorite part of his body. He curled up in bed in only boxers, opening his blog and reblogging from his dashboard here and there, supporting some other camboys and promoting the newest magazine issue for the company he'd been working for. His feature in the magazine wasn't posted, but he hoped his boost would draw attention to his fans and make them want to purchase the magazine.
Once he settled in his covers, he answered some quick messages on his Tumblr blog.
Anonymous asked: where were you all day? :'(
camboydan answered: kissing boys
Anonymous asked: Your captions are funny. What's your favorite one you've written?
camboydan answered: probably the gif of me borderline fisting myself with the caption "me thinking about your dad"
Anonymous asked: I will anal you
camboydan answered: romance at its finest
Anonymous asked: favorite toy?
camboydan answered: it's in the post, some angel just ordered it for me <3 i will make a video once it arrives ^_^
He logged off of Tumblr after a few minutes, then sent Phil a quick text message.
Dan: goodnight <3
He placed his phone on his stomach, looking up at the darkness of his ceiling. Phil was so unbelievably sweet. Dan felt a genuine connection and honestly could get used to this much affection and care. But he wasn't so sure about in the bedroom.
Dan might feel bad when he admits all of his kinks and fantasies and Phil doesn't want that. He wouldn't do anything Phil was uncomfortable with, but knowing himself he'd probably feel like he was missing out if all he could get was vanilla, if that. He wanted to hurt, wanted to have someone control him, he wanted to experience so much with someone. But if Phil could help with that, he didn't know.
He felt his phone buzz against his skin.
Phil: I thought you were a night owl, guess I'll stay up online by myself then
Phil: Goodnight though, I loved hanging out with you today xx
Dan smiled at his phone, feeling warm and giddy.
Dan: i am, i can stay up if you'd like. i'm a little restless at the moment
Phil: Okay :)
Dan: i have never really paid attention to my "rosy patch" before :P
Phil: No?
Phil: I think it's adorable and you should definitely pay more attention to it
Dan: awwr thank uuu :]
Dan: what did you think of our date? was i super awkward i'm sry
Phil: I'm awkward too so it's okay
Phil: I had fun and I felt happy all day, I enjoy talking/going on walks/watching movies/napping with you
Dan: me toooo it made me all gushy :3
Phil: Me too :]
Phil: You're cute when you snore as well
Dan: omg ;__; you're too sweet to me
The two continued to flirt, disgusting and gushy as always. Dan was grinning adorably at his phone late into the night until his eyes stung. He had a feeling this would soon become routine with Phil to text.
Dan: i'm half asleep i'm actually gonna go to sleep now, thanks for telling me about your weird childhood and your cheesy pickup lines ^_^ <3
Phil: You're welcome, sleep well love x
Dan reached across his bed for his imaginary Phil pillow, nuzzling his face into the side of it like the little spoon he was and falling asleep. It was easy to rest while he was thinking happy thoughts.
When Dan woke up, he discovered he drooled on the pillow a bit. Hopefully, he didn't drool on the real Phil yesterday while they were cuddling. He sighed happily and snuggled into the pillow again, until hearing a loud knock on the door.
He grunted and got up groggily, pulling on a shirt real quick and answering the door. A delivery man that looked just as tired as him stood in his doorway, dressed in uniform with messy, blonde hair.
"Delivery for...Daniel Howell?"
"Yep," Dan said sleepily. He accepted the package and tells the delivery person goodbye. Thanks to its discreet packaging, the person had no idea what it was.
It was his new vibrating wand, the expensive one. He frantically took the package to his kitchen and opened it with some scissors, then stared and the box inside. Dan took his time removing the cover and finally looked at his new toy.
It was very long, colored white and blue. The wand came with a charging cord, and according to the box, it had multiple vibration settings. He excitedly plugged it in to charge right on his kitchen counter and ran to read the reviews on his laptop.
He pulled up the link as he brought his laptop into the lounge. The reviews were fantastic. The only cons that were mentioned was that it was loud, but Dan knew he'd probably drown it out with his noise. Dan tended to be loud and whiny; perfect for the type of porn his blog followers craved. He'd discovered it was quite difficult to use certain toys when he was at home with his family home.
Once the vibrator was finished charging, he set up his laptop to film himself on his bed. He stripped of the shirt he'd put on and laid on his back in front of the camera, cutting out his face. The camera only caught his belly, torso and thighs and had the perfect view of him testing the new toy. Dan clicked record, and turned on the vibrator.
He started at a low setting, gently rubbing it through the outline in his boxers. The vibrations felt wonderful to him. Dan turned a bit more towards the camera and rubbed the toy up and down his dick through the fabric. It caused him to twitch and mewl as the vibrations teased through the cotton. He was growing very hard, very fast.
With one hand, Dan palmed himself, and with the other, he teased himself with the vibrator. He continued this for a few minutes until he couldn't take any more teasing and had to kick his boxers off his legs. They plummeted to the floor beside his bed as he rose the massager up and down, base to head. He held up his dick against the toy and moaned softly, watching himself in the reflection of the laptop camera.
The reviews were so true. Once he got moaning, it was difficult for him to stop, strings of whimpers and whines escaping his throat for every movement. He slowly stroked himself with every heavy exhale alongside the vibrator. Sweat bunched his hairs upon his forehead and heat pooled in his stomach.
Dan played up his moans a little bit, normally he was loud but on camera but he made his gasps even more dramatic. He bucked his hips up against the toy and whined, rotating the toy around the head of his dick. His hips stuttered and shook around, sounds of the rustling sheets filling his ears as well as the loud noise from the vibrations. The video made its way to fifteen minutes slowly as he kept pleasuring himself with the vibrator.
His dramatized moans made it sound like he was crying, his little whimpers and mewls picking up well on the microphone of his laptop. The vibrations felt incredible against his sensitive skin, heat pulsing through his body as his sounds increased. With a guttural string of moans, he finally climaxed, right on his stomach and where his camera could see.
"Oh god," he moaned, cum spurting onto his tummy. He exhaled heavily a few times and finally clicked off the recording, then got up quickly to his bathroom.
He cleaned up with a towel and made his way back into bed, opening up his video editing program and starting to edit his new video. He would schedule it to post sometime when he was at work later today, opening boxes or helping customers or whatever else they had him do.
He heard his phone buzz softly and set his laptop aside, pulling his covers around until he found his phone. Dan saw a new text from Phil, ones from this morning that he received while filming.
Phil: Good morning Dan x
Phil: I have to film today and I don't want to do it :(
Dan: get it over with so you can hurry up and talk to me instead xx
Dan set his laptop back in front of him and began trimming the video, cutting it down to only the decent clips, like the ones where he was moaning loud or twitching or whatever else he thought his audience would enjoy.
His audience. Dan hadn't really thought about all of the accounts that followed him for a while. Was posting this video to probably thousands of people cheating?
No, probably not, since it wasn't directly sent to them. He would just message the sender of the massager a quick thank you and not send a personalized video this time. They might be upset, but Dan couldn't film a video for someone with Phil's face in his mind. He would feel so guilty.
Once he had finished editing his video, which took about an hour, he queued it on his blog and YouPorn for while he was at work later, and posted a cheeky text post as a teaser.
camboydan: new video VERY soon (; <3
Dan often did this to draw more attention to his content. His blog was full of teasers in between videos, photos, and gifs of him exposing himself. Thinking about how much content he had posted since June eleventh, on his birthday, was crazy. Recently he posted at least twice a week, juggling his job as well, and it was October.
He could remember his very first photo set, two pictures of him naked in a pile of teddy bears. The post hadn't become popular until he really gained his "fame". His first video is the one that caught on, one where he was using the first toy he'd ever bought.
Until then, he had admired other camboys and pornstars online, wanting so badly to be like them. It took a while for him to be noticed by Gay UK Eighteen Plus as well, but once they reached out to him, he blew up more, hitting the top spot for the tags 'twink' or 'emo' or 'teen' on many porn websites. When that occurred, he knew he had gained a following he had to keep up with, that he wasn't just posting into the void anymore. Dan had to keep a posting schedule and follow it, which was hard getting used to at first.
Posting content often was difficult with his parents and brother around, thank god he'd moved to London. It was hard to keep himself quiet sometimes, and the stress of how discreet the packaging was, and where he hid his toys and clearing his laptop history and all that. That was the real reason he'd moved here.
Not for law university or a law firm internship or whatever other reasons he managed to convince his parents of. They didn't even send Dan rent money since this was Dan's "careless" decision, he paid for it all himself, with the help of paychecks from Tesco and PayPal transfers from his pornography.
When it was time to get ready for work, he hustled around his apartment to find a clean set of clothes to wear. The dress code was simple; a solid colored polo and nice pants, that could be black, navy blue or khaki. Dan would rather die than be caught wearing ugly beige, so he had bought a week's worth of black skinny jeans.
He adjusted his collar in the mirror and grasped his things for work, then headed off to the tube. When he was seated in an uncomfortable plastic chair, he received a text from Phil.
Phil: Okay I finished my video ^_^
Dan: perfect timing, i'm on my way to work :(
Phil: Aw. Talk to me when you're done?
Dan: ofc <3
Despite it only being a day, Dan already missed Phil, the way his mouth was in a permanent cheeky smirk, the gorgeous blue of his eyes, the way he had held Dan close on the couch.
He was sure it was definitely a crush, not just someone he was falling in love with simply because they were paying attention to him. He liked Phil for Phil, and could see their future together already.
So what if it was too early for Dan to be thinking about what the theme of their wedding would be? Dan thought he couldn't be blamed; that Phil was just that lovable and inspirational.
Another thing Dan wondered about was Phil mentioning YouTube. Dan was curious about how different it was compared to his work. They had themselves being filmed in common, but their work was assuredly very, very different - opposite like yellow and violet on a color wheel, contrasting sides of a spectrum, opposite poles of the world. Their videos and lifestyles must be so, so diverse.
Or maybe they were closer to being alike, analogous colors instead of complementary colors. Maybe, with all the nerdy video game talk, geeky movie talk, and other things they had in common, they weren't so much opposites.
Either way, Dan was in love with it. In love with the concept of them being together. He barely knew Phil, but he his gut told him that he was his missing puzzle piece, the one that was going to be there for him. Maybe even the one who could help him with his parents.