5:45pm. Time to walk down to Korbins house. Phils choice of clothes was perfect, as much as I hated to admit it. It was a casual kind of formal and it was dark enough for me not to stick out at the party.

Dan: on my way
Korbin: alrght. c u ina few.

I knocked on korbins front door and I was ushered inside. He was wearing denim jeans and a v neck black shirt that suited him great. My outfit matched his well since we were were both were dark as each other. I sighed with relief.
"You look great Dan!" He chirped. I almost said 'you can thank Phil for that' but my mind turned sour by the thought of his name so instead said
"Thanks. You look pretty good yourself" we both shared at laugh before I was led into at large kitchen.
"Drink?" He questioned going into the fridge.
"Sure" I replied, taking in his big house. He must be loaded which you couldn't tell from how he talked or what he was wearing.
"Newcastle brown or Stella?" He questioned. Wait... alcohol?
"Newkie brown" I replied and he walked out with two bottles. He opened them up and handed me one. My dad has these in and I've had a few before, they're quite nice. I took a long gulp and felt the bubbling liquid go down.
"Thanks man" I told him after I had swallowed it.
"No problem" he replied and then looked at the time "we'll have these and then get a taxi to the party"
"Sounds like a plan" I told him and we clicked out bottles together.

"So what music do you like? " I asked him as we took a seat in yet another massive room.
"Ya know. Eminem, twenty one pilots, panic!" He said
"Cool! Same here" although I didn't listen to Eminem much.
"I knew you were a cool dude! " he exclaimed and patted my back roughly. I nearly spilt my drink all over his cream floor but managed to keep a firm grasp on it.

~

We arrived at the party a little after 7, fashionably late as korbin put it. The party was at someone's house, I could hear the pumping music from a street away. The house was alight with music and fairy lights. Teenagers with plastic cups filled the front yard and more were inside. Korbin lead me to the front door and we walked in, no one even batted an eye lid at me. I fit in.

Sweating bodies were crammed in too close together and I could barely sit down on the sofa in the living room. Korbin came back with some drinks for us and we were squashed in together but he didn't mind. He seemed to like it. His hand was rested against my thigh and I enjoyed the electricity flowing between us.

Pretty soon I was tipsy from the alcohol, as was korbin. We joined the moving bodies and danced with each other. A few more drinks later korbin came close to me. His breath reeked of alcohol and he whispered in my ear "its getting pretty crammed in here, let's go somewhere quiter" his eyes gleamed with something that I didn't register as he lead me out of the living room and upstairs. We went into the bedroom to find no one and korbin locked the door behind us. That's when I realised the gleam I had seen was lust. His lips crashed onto mine, we were a sloppy mash of lips and limbs as we fell onto the bed. My mind was too foggy from alcohol to comprehend what was happening.

(AN: time for some crappy smut)

He straddled me and our lips never broke as his hands explored my body. I put mine in his hair, this felt so good. I could feel myself getting turned on by a minute. Maybe I was gay, not asexual, there was only one way to find out. I hoped I was gay, I wanted to enjoy this. 

He slipped his tongue into my mouth and I let him. Being as submissive as I could be as he had more practise and knew what to do. He broke the kiss as he began to lift my shirt over my head and then proceeded to do the same with his.
He had an amazing body, his body displayed a tanned six pack. I would've felt self conscious of my own had it not been for the alcohol surging through me. He began to kiss down my chest until he reached my waist. His teeth gripped my boxers and he slowly pulled them down. He nipped my skin making my breath hitch.

He quickly took off my boxers and began to lick my erection. It felt good but I didn't want to go any further. I couldn't tell him that though, I just had to go through with it. I had come this far so why stop now? I couldn't find out properly if I didn't.

We were both naked and breathing heavily. He bent me over the bed. There was lube on the bed side table, apparently this was a regular occurrence at parties. He lathered it on himself and lined his erection to the spot he wanted. I bit my lips with anticipation.
"Is this your first time?" He questioned, his voice husky and raw. I nodded, my sweaty hair falling in layers over my face. "It may hurt a bit but don't worry"

I was ready. I felt his erection tear through me. He had obviously done this plenty of times before, I felt him rub against my g spot, making my legs involuntarily wobble.

I don't like this.
Stop.

He began to pump my own erection in time to the movement of his hips.
"DAN!" He half yelled, his voice breaking as he breathed heavily "I'm- I'm so close shit"
"Korbin" was all I could say before I felt a warm liquid inside me. My body was producing a natural array of biological functions, it responded shortly after and we lay naked on the bed together.

I had made all the right noises, I came at the right time and he hit my 'pleasure' spot... but I didn't feel anything. I had to force myself to cum. It was like being with PJ again. What the fuck was wrong with me!?

AN: I don't write smut so... how was that? I'm guessing it was crap but hopefully you get the idea I was going with :) can you belive I got an A in English x3

Sorry his first time wasn't with Phil but it works better for the story this way... I think. At the time of writing I had a plan okay. And don't worry, this is a PHANfic and the phan part of it will be included soon ^-^
- Rach