Random\\\ Phan

Get Ready For An Attack. And By That i Mean Cringe.

Dan stopped and gazed into space.

Oh no.

It was happening; He couldn't help thinking about Phil Least again. He tried not too. Desperate to avoid the thoughts that could not be, no, - would not be- held back.

But like dozens of unstoppable generals they came creeping forward  till they filled His brain;

Phil Lester's smile shined like glass, as impressive as a mansion, it filled the igloo and Dan was helplessly but willingly absorbed into them.

Phil Lester's eyes were like cricketballs.If you rolled them they would go quite far.

Phil Lester's legs were like a skyscraper. Straight and tight.

Phil Lester's chest was like a Loyal followers. Powerful and impossible to ignore.

How could Dan not be helpless in the face of that?.

I mean, sure, Dan and Phil Least had sex with each other before, when they met at a club once, but it was just a casual thing. One of many that night.

Before things got too messy Dan snapped out of it. But the thoughts of Phil Lester would be back. Would He be able to resist next time?

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One day Dan was doing loving Phil...

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Interlude:

Dan was finding it really hard to concentrate at this movement his thoughts kept trying to think of Phil Lester. Despite what was happening, it was hard to focus!

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On the day his condo was attacked with milliary force, Dan's son had been sleeping untill 7 am.

Normally he got up at 4 to do his homework, because Dan had raised him as a good boyvafter his mother died in mysterious circumstances all those years ago.

Everyone else was already up.

Platinum, Dan's son, was already making them all fried breakfast with sirup. He was dressed in his sharp boxers (no top). His manly curves glisten in the light of the morning.Normaly he would walk around naked, or in his lion cloth, as he wasn't ashamed of his perfect body. But it was cold today, as could be seen by looking at flatness in his pants were normally there was a massive bulge.He rubbed the syrup on himself to show off his muscles.Platinum was an expertbio-chemist, his parents were proud. He was going to a school for gifted and that's all that mattered to them.

They didn't mind that he was a bit wild at times. Sometimes bringing home different sex partners each night, sometimes many at a time At 11, he now knew shitloads of languages, four ancient, 4 computer and 3 sign languages.

He found it easy, and learnt them with his dad together.

By now, Dan was now up and standing on the porch with his shirt off. He stared out over the wide desert landscape, he was handsome in a rugged kinda way.

Once, long ago, he was ranked one of the best special forces soldiers in the world. He was no longer a soldier, and now lived a quite life treasure hunting.

He was troubled by a newspaper article his read a few days ago, that mentioned  that someone from Deathrow was killed in a massive war . He was one of the few people that knew that that shouldn't happen, because of a magic spell he cast with  a few years ago.

The  was now hidden in his garage.

Dan was disturbed from his deep thinking by Platinum tugging on his shirt.