Hello Internet ? Phan

Twelve

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"So.." I said while laying out the crust.

"What?" He wrapped his arms around my waist and rested his head on my shoulder.

"You hate cheese.. But like pizza?"

"Cheese on a pizza is different."

"How?" I laughed, finishing covering the crust in red sauce.

Phil was silent as he looked at me, then the pizza crust, sprinkling shredded mozzarella over it. "It just is. There's no logic to that."

"That's what I thought." I giggled, putting away the sauce and grabbing the toppings.

"What should we top it with?"

"I was thinking we could just have cheese, and add seasonings. My grandparents used to make pizza like that."

He told me to grab pepper, basil and oregano, then we sprinkled the cheese until it smelt delicious. Phil left it to bake while I got out two glasses.

"Do we have any soda?" Phil asked, washing his hands of olive oil and tiny pieces of cheese.

"Uh.." I rummaged through the fridge. "There's ribena."

"That works."

I poured two ribenas and we sat in the lounge. Phil wrapped his arm around me while we watched The X Factor and waited for our pizza. About twenty minutes later, the timer went off and Phil took the pizza out of the oven. He placed the hot pan on the stovetop and shut the oven and timer off.

"Ooooooo... That smells amazing." I fangirled while watching Phil cut the pizza. The cheesy strung out, sticking to the knife.

Phil got out two plates and placed a slice on his plate, before cutting another. He lifted it up and said, "Here."

I reached to place it on my plate, but he stopped me. "Let me feed you." He laughed.

I took a bite. "Holy shit.. I love it."

"I'm glad you suggested homemade pizza." We sat back in the lounge and ate for the remainder of the show then went to get ready for bed.

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"Danny?" Phil called from the bathroom.

"Yeah?"

"Come join me." He was in the shower. I instantly felt an urge to go tackle him. I quickly stripped and met Phil in the shower.

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"Hey sexy." Phil's hands slipped through my hair. I became hard as his hands went lower on my body. The water bounced off our bodies as we collided against each other, my hands washing the shampoo from Phil's hair. He washed my hair, and we finished up in the shower and dried off.

"Why are we getting dressed?" I winked at Phil, who was picking up his pyjamas.

"I like your thinking, Danny.." He led me to the bedroom and I pushed him down, climbing on top. There was always something erotic about being forceful and rough. Pushing him down showed that I was ready for him and I wasn't scared, despite age. We were each other's first time and we constantly embraced our love for each other in any possible way. Whether it was a sweet hug, a small kiss or a passionate one, or sex, we were madly in love.

I climbed his body, kissing his neck as I felt jittery and excited. My hands glided down his body as he grabbed me forcefully, yanking my body against his with an impact that made my heart skip a beat.

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His mouth went down my body as I laid on the bed, clenching onto the green blue covers underneath me. I felt his tongue glide between my legs as the fluid flooded out of my body and into Phil's face. He wasn't bothered by it and continued to rub my upper thighs as I moaned.

"Fu-uck... Oh wow... Wow... It's not done." I said between breaths as round two shot out of me and Phil swallowed hard before coming back into my view.

"Your turn, if you're up for it." He said, cheekily, knowing that I was wanting that kind of encounter with him.

He laid down, ready for me, and I went down on him. My tongue trailed down to the protruding boner and around it as well. I held on tight as I felt the fluid seep down my throat and I swallowed hard, wiping my mouth. It was a surreal moment as my addiction to Philip Lester increased tremendously.

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"God I love you.." He whispered to me, as I laid in his arms after we were done. His hands slipped through my dark brown hair as I looked into his gorgeous, sky blue eyes. My hand was on his chest, and I could feel every beat of his heart. I was still catching my breath after the amazing and wild time we had moments before.

I was breaking all of my rules I had set at the commencement of high school. I said I wouldn't let love get in the way of my school work... Which I didn't let Phil get in the way. He would make sure I was done with any homework every night he got home from uni.

I fell asleep in his warm embrace and the next morning, I woke up to see him there.

"Good morning, Daniel."

"Good morning, Philip." I giggled. "We're not busy today, are we?"

"Well, it's Saturday so no school. I don't think so. Have any plans?"

"I don't know. I could just lay here forever and be completely satisfied." I smiled.

"Your dimples just add to your perfection..." He kissed me, his hand wrapped around my neck.

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We got out of bed and got dressed. I could hardly stand as I was so sore.

"Allow me.." Phil reached around me, helping me get dressed. "I know. I feel just as sore. You may need to help me." He winked, pulling his sweatpants up and reached for a shirt. The muscles in his back tightened as he reached from the top shelf where his t shirts were laying. I hugged him from behind.

"What's that for?" He smiled, placing his hands on mine on his waistline.

"For loving me." I could tell he was confused by me saying such a thing as thanking him for being in love with me, but I soon explained.