A/N: I saw a prompt somewhere about Dan doing himself on a vibrator whilst wearing thigh-high stockings. I couldn’t resist. I’m really sorry. Anyway. Enjoy!
Dan and Phil were sat cosily on the couch watching a nature documentary they had found whilst flicking through the channels before deciding there was nothing better on. Dan’s head was resting on Phil’s shoulder, the couple holding hands. They had just finished eating dinner, plates still stacked in the sink. It seemed like a regular evening for the couple.
Phil was deeply immersed within the television programme, having always had an interest in animals. However Dan’s attention was somewhere else. As the elder man cooed over the baby turtles that appeared on screen, Dan was thinking about the thigh-high stockings that had arrived earlier that day, which he was planning on wearing later night as a surprise for Phil. He had somehow managed to sneak the package inconspicuously into his bedroom wardrobe without Phil noticing.
“Baby…” Dan sighed seductively, inching his lips closer to Phil’s.
“Yeah?” Phil asked nonchalantly, his eyes not moving from the television screen.
Dan couldn’t help but smile at his boyfriend’s innocence, thinking of what his reaction would be when he saw him wearing the black thigh-highs. Dan pressed his lips against Phil’s, kissing him tenderly. This seemed to catch Phil’s attention as he reciprocated with the same heat. Dan’s hands moved across his boyfriend’s broad chest, feeling the warmth underneath his fingertips. Their lips began to move with more intensity.
Phil moved lower down to the younger’s sensitive neck where he began to place gentle pecks along his jawbone, creeping slowly down his adam’s apple down to his clavicle. Dan quietly groaned, the heat travelling to the lower half of his body. He reached down underneath Phil’s waistband of his track-pants, where he slowly began to palm his growing erection, to which Phil let out a guttural moan from the sudden contact, the low sound sending shivers down Dan’s spine.
“Phil,” Dan breathed pulling away from Phil’s lips so he could speak to his lover, “Phil, I have something for you.”
“What is it, Bear?” Phil asked, his lips full and swollen from the previous making out. Excitement growing in his stomach with anticipation.
“How would you feel about me wearing nothing but a pair of black thigh-high stockings?” Dan asked putting particular emphasis on the description of the hosiery.
Dan watched as Phil swallowed. His adam’s apple bobbing in his throat. “I-i, yeah. I would like that very much.” Phil tried to regain his composure, trying not to let his boyfriend see how much the idea excited him. He could feel his erection stirring in his underwear. He wanted nothing more than to see Dan sprawled out on their bed, legs spread apart wearing stockings.
“Well then, I better get to it then.” Dan purred in Phil’s ear, “meet me in the bedroom in five minutes.”
Dan rose from the couch and strutted to the bedroom, leaving Phil alone and needy for what was about to come. Phil leaned forward, trying to steady his breathing and looked at his phone in his shaking hand. This was going to be the slowest five minutes.
Dan looked at himself in the mirror and studied his reflection. He was buzzing with anticipation and confidence as he admired his own long, lean legs clad in the black see-through nylon, complete with the lace trim which surrounded his thighs. He heard Phil’s footsteps coming down the hall, adrenaline surged through his veins and tried to lay sexily on the bed to greet his lover as he opened the door.
“Hey you.” Phil smirked., standing in the doorway. The sight of Dan in that moment was more than Phil could have ever imagined, clad in only the stockings, his lean form accentuated by the see-through material, his fully hard cock straining proudly upwards against his stomach. The sight was utterly breath-taking.
“Fuck. You’re so gorgeous.” Phil gushed, creeping over to the bed so was on his hands and knees hovering over Dan, admiring his boyfriend, in total awe of the young many who lay beneath him.
“Says you.” Dan laughed, leaning up to kiss Phil in an open-mouthed, messy kiss. Phil’s hands wandered down Dan’s golden-skinned chest. Their tongues danced, sliding further down until he found Dan’s swollen cock. He began to pump Dan with the same hot, intensity as their kiss. Dan groaned in pleasure at the sudden touch. Which was not to last for much longer.
Phil pulled from the kiss and his hand left Dan’s throbbing cock. Dan let out a whimper. He rolled over to the bedside table, taking out a black vibrator and a bottle of lube.
“What are you doing?” Dan asked, shifting closer to Phil, craving the elder’s proximity; he needed to be touched.
“I’m going to play with you Bear.” Phil replied with authority in his voice.
Dan shivered in delight. He could hear the dominance dripping from Phil’s voice. Dan loved it when Phil took control over him in bed. Phil could be so dirty and demanding. Dan nodded in agreement, already beginning to slip into a submissive head space.
Phil smirked, popping the cap of the lube bottle and began spreading the substance over his fingers. Once he was sure his digits were slippery enough to suffice, he pressed two fingers against Dan’s exposed hole, gently pushing them inside. Dan sighed as he indulged in the new feeling of fullness. Phil slowly worked his fingers apart, although they only had sex that same morning, he was always sure to be careful with his boyfriend, ensuring he was stretched sufficiently.
“That feel okay Bear?” Phil asked, as he slipped a third finger inside, starting to curl them.
Dan nodded frantically, “Hurry up.” He hissed, patience was a virtue Dan did not have.
Phil tutted, “Now, now. I’ll leave you here to deal with your little problem alone if you don’t settle down.” With that he pressed his digits against Dan’s prostate, making Dan arch his back and let out a low moan.
“Okay. I’ll stop teasing.” Phil finally said, slipping his fingers out of Dan, causing him to whimper in protest, disliking the sudden sensation of emptiness. He gave Phil an exaggerated pout as he lay on his back, the thigh-high stockings still adorning his long legs.
“I told you to stop sooking, once more and you’ll get punished.” Phil warned. Dan almost wanted to act-up just to see what the so-called punishment was, a part of him was excited by the thought, after all dominant Phil turned him on to no end. He decided against it, for now. Wanting to be a good submissive for Phil.
Phil picked up the medium-sized vibrator. It was not as thick or as long as Phil was, but it was still more than enough to turn Dan into a moaning whore.
Phil picked up the vibrator and began pushing it inside Dan, the toy came with a remote so Phil could easily control the strength of the vibrations. Once the vibrator was fully inside Dan, Phil switched the remote to it’s lowest setting, causing Dan to squeak in alarm.
“I decided not to torture you too much baby, for now anyway.” Phil chuckled to himself as he watched Dan ease into the pleasure the vibrations gave him. His swollen cock dribbling precum.
“Don’t you touch yourself, Dan.” Phil snided. Dan whined, lifting his hands above his head in order to avoid the temptation.
Phil began to undress himself. His own errection throbbing and demanding attention. Phil turned the setting up one level higher and watched Dan’s breathing start to become uneven and ragged.
“I want you to fuck yourself on the vibrator.” Phil said gravely. His voice deep and thick with lust.
Dan nodded, beginning to push the black vibrator in and out of his body, he looked at Phil with heavy-lidded eyes. Phil had removed the rest of his clothing and was now fully naked on the other side of the bed, his hands slipping up and down his cock as he watched Dan. There was something so hot about masturbating in front of his lover as he watched he become undone.
“Oh f-fuck.” Dan’s breath hitched in his throat, the vibrator pushing against his prostrate with every thrust, but somehow it still wasn’t enough. Dan got onto his feet so he was squatting, legs bent on either side of his body, using one hand on the bed frame as leverage, he continued to fuck himself with the vibrator. The new position allowing for better access and an even better view for Phil.
Phil’s hand continued to slick faster up and down as he jerked his cock. Phil’s mouth hang open as he watched Dan, a sheen of sweat glazed over his beautiful skin, his cock hard and red bouncing as he fucked the vibrator in and out of his puckered hole. Dan still had those delicate stockings on his legs. Phil began to feel the familiar pull in his lower stomach. He had enough.
“Fucking come here.” Phil growled, hastily crawling over to Dan, “on your back, legs up slut.”
Dan gasped, the word leaving tingles down his spine. He quickly did as he was told, keen to be absolutely violated by Phil. Phil pulled the vibrator out of Dan and threw it aside, lubing up his erection which was already slick-with-precome. Phil lifted Dan’s legs and swung them over his shoulders before swiftly inserting himself inside Dan, the pair both throwing their heads back in unison at the sudden intense pleasure.
Without hesitation Phil pulled out and slammed his hips back forward, causing Dan to scream out his lover’s name. Dan couldn’t do anything but lay there and groan and moan with every thrust. His mouth lay agape as he stared up into Phil’s eyes watching him contort and grit his teeth as he rammed back into Dan over and over again.
“You feel so… f-fucking good!” Phil cried out, his timing becoming even more feverish and erratic, his left hand reaching to wank Dan’s cock hard and fast to match his animalistic thrusts.
Dan squeezed his eyes shut and screamed Phil’s name out. White hot pleasure crashing over his body. White, warm cum spurting over his boyfriend’s hand.
Phil wasn’t far behind. Between Dan’s whore-like moans and the sensation of his tight ass contracting and squeezing around Phil’s cock as he orgasmed was enough to cause Phil to closely follow Dan’s lead. He let out a feral moan as he erratically rode his climax into Dan’s sensitive ass. Milking the last ounce of his orgasm into Dan, Phil slowly pulled out of his lover and rolled next to him.
“Are you okay, Bear?” Phil panted, still out of breath, “I wasn’t too rough with you, was I?”
“Don’t be silly, I’m fine.” Dan slurred, still in post-coital ecstasy. “Fuck that was good though.”
“You’re telling me.” Phil smiled, carefully stroking the messy curls away from Dan’s face. “You should definitely wear these more often.” Phil’s hand grazed Dan’s stocking-clad thigh.
Dan giggled and half-heartedly kicked his lover’s hand away from his leg, “Maybe I should.”