He didn't slip away though, as he reached for that car door handle, he made sure the lock was on, I could feel my heart beating faster than it ever had. I hadn't even thought about losing him, that hadn't even reached my mind yet.

Phil sits straight upright for a few seconds, I hear his chest heave, the deep breaths coming out, his heart pounding under his tiny paper thin ribcage.

He flops over and lands on my shoulder once again. He begins to cry once again, but this time, I know for certain that he is safe; he is safe in my arms.

"You did the right thing." I utter, twisting my fingers amongst his soft raven black hair. He doesn't say anything, he just reaches for my hand and grabs it tightly, I squeeze back, just like I did to my Mother when I was younger, when I felt vulnerable and afraid.

The taxi continues to my apartment, I thrust more than enough notes in his direction. I unlock the car door and get out; Phil still sits in the middle seat, tears streaming down his face, his cheeks red and his blue eyes swollen.

"Come on, here we go." I say as I pick him up bridal style and take him out the car. The driver gives me a strange look, but I can't be bothered to say anything. He grunts and gets back in and drives away. Phil feels cold in my arms, I push a strand of hair out of his forehead, my friend gives me a weak smile. I think he mouths 'thank you'.

I reach the door and turn in the keys, the apartment is warm and streaming with sunlight, the smell of oranges is in the air and I feel immediately a bit happier. I carry him over to the couch that overlooks the French doors that open out onto the pool and patio.

"Do you need anything, I'm just going to have a shower, promise I will be 5 minutes."

He nods and closes his big eyes, I watch him for a second, his legs intertwined, he sleeps crawled up in a ball, his hands closes making fists, I smile, he is safe.

I walk to my room and begin undressing, stripping off my shirt and then unzipping my cut offs. That feels good to get them off, denim can become uncomfortable after a while, but it's worth it.

I grab my Malibu beach towel and make my way to the shower.

"Daaaaaaaaaannnn." I hear a shout.

SHIT SHIT SHIT. What has he done now, fuck "PHIL ARE YOU OK?" I try and say with not too much worry in my expression.

"Everything's fine apart from a found a DVD on your shelf." I hear footsteps and swiftly wrap my towel around my waist; after all I am completely naked.

He walks into the bathroom, he's smiling, which is a change, but it suits him. Phil should smile more often.

My eyes focus on the DVD box, oh shit.

His eyes seem to focus on my body.

"Phil my face is up here." He jerks and then moves his eyes to meet mine.

"Sorry, um I was distracted." He focuses and looks at the plastic cover in his hand. "Slip'n Slide in the Shower. Daaaaan." He laughs.

I can feel my face turning bright pink "It was a present."

He shifts his weight and walks a bit closer towards me. "Really Daniel, really?" He says with a whisper before biting his lip.

I can feel myself getting turned on which is impossible, my hands feel clammy as I wring my fingers, fuck pull yourself together Dan.

"Yes, really Phil, is that so hard to believe, and I've never done it, or watched it or tried it…"

He gets even closer; I can feel him breathing now. I want to kiss those lips again, oh jesus I do. "Well Dan." He pauses.

I can feel my dick throbbing underneath the towel; I try to position my hands so he can't see how hard I am getting.

"I think we should try some." He touches my cheek and licks his lips. Then he leans in, his hair tickles my forehead, I lean back. I can feel the stubble on his chin and the warmth of his lips. He suddenly pulls away and runs down the stairs. "Come get me Dan."

I can feel my dick twitch, the temptation. I walk to the top of the stairs and look down, he is sitting on the couch, and the DVD is playing.

"Come join me Dan." His arms beckon me.

I walk down the stairs, he looks below my waist, he smirks, I look away. He's seen me hard.

Fuck.

He gets up slowly and does that smirk he always wears. "Maybe we don't even need to watch the stupid video anyway, you look like you're doing fine yourself Dan."

"Shut up Phil." I laugh and mock punch his arm.

He comes towards me and begins kissing my neck; I throw my head back and moan as he begins to suck.

"You know you love it Dan." He laughs and then gets back to sucking. I lean back against the wall. I reach for his zipper; I see a bulge already appearing from his jeans.

"Someone else is ready for it I see." I run my hands over the bulge; I feel his move off balance for a second. He gives a moan of approval and I begin to palm him through the soft denim.

I begin to climb the stairs and Phil still continues to suck, my mind wonders just how dark the hickey is going to turn out.

The energy we both manage to gather is incredible, seeing as we having properly slept in days. The warmth seems to course through my body, I feel sexy, turned on and slightly confused.

"Dan… keep going, he looks down at his half hard dick. I undo the zipper and he releases my neck, he begins to plant lots of kisses along my skin now, every so often biting and twisting the skin in his teeth. I can only throw my head back and give a long throaty moan.

"Danny likes it rough." He teases.

I slap his leg. "Fuck off Phil."

I pull down his jeans and his legs are exposed, I look at his thighs, cuts.

I'm not going to say I didn't expect cuts; I have cuts on my wrists actually, he has probably already seen and just acknowledge.

"Just ignore them Dan." He whispers and get back to kissing my neck and face.

I blink and plant a kiss on each kiss. He shudders but I feel a hand run along my hand and he squeezes it, I think this means thank you or you're a bitch, I'm not sure.

I carry on palming his through his boxers; he pulls my hair and starts to thrust in my direction. I know what he wants.

I pull down the fabric, his dick is fully hard and practically throbbing, I run my fingers along the tip, he tries to keep in the moan. I walk on my knees as he guides me into the shower; I feel the water slowly drip down onto my head.

I lean in as he thrusts again, my tongue just goes around the rim, I pull away and palm him again, the pre fluid runs onto my hands.

The bathroom showers tiles are hard against my knees but I continue to suck around the rim. I decide it's time and look up at his face.

His eyes are shut and he is breathing fast. His expression is priceless.

I open my mouth and get half of him in, I don't want to say this, but I am bigger than him, and I'm not a cocky person, but It's one thing I'm proud of. A big cock.

I manage to get all of him inside my mouth, I run my tongue around and start to suck slowly at first, but gradually increase the speed, he shudders and shakes and the water continues to stream down.

I am sucking so hard in fact, and Phil seems to enjoy it so much he pulls the shower curtain off the metal rails, it falls on top of my head, I can hear him slip out a small laugh as I continue to wind my tongue around his length.

"Ugh….Dan….Dan…" He comes into my mouth, the salty cum flows down my throat; I decide to swallow, since it's not nice when it's cold.

I ride him through his orgasm, he shakes but I run his length and hold his hand, he gaps as if for more air.

"I fucking love you Dan." He shudders, "You know that, since that was fucking amazing." He slides down the wall and sits with his legs spread out open towards me, my cock now exposed, the towel has slipped away.

"Now it's my turn." He winks.