Hush


The last streams of blue sun were filtering out of the dark clouds giving Darren's house a murky, dim atmosphere. Fog created by the cold air outside had collected on the windows, making the city outside look hazy and gloomy.

All the lights in the house were turned off, the occupants of the apartment relying only on the bluish-black light of dusk. Situated behind a soft, downy couch, one large window allowed the rays of light to cascade in, faintly touching each crevice of their domain.

Daniel sat motionless, lounging back on the couch. His shirt was haphazardly done up and hanging loosely on his slender frame. His slim, long legs were spread eagle and encased in his usual casual navies.

He watched moodily as Darren walked back and forth and around him, talking on his cell phone whilst tidying up the immaculately decorated living room. The guitarist's eyes were slate green with his dark mood and thoughts.

Just as Darren walked past him for what seemed like the hundredth time, Daniel snapped out his hand like a snake and gripped the waistband of the singer's tight fitting leather pants. Darren's head snapped to look at him, startled, his blue eyes wide with surprise and something else.

Slowly, after what seemed like eons of the two of them just staring at each other, he clicked off the phone without even saying good bye. He let it drop to the plush carpet as Daniel began reeling him in until he was partially straddling the blonde man's lap.

Daniel stopped tugging at the waistband, but left his fingers tucked into the soft leather, rubbing the button on Darren's fly gently with his thumb. His eyes were intense and ran over Darren's body almost carelessly, his whole demeanor displaying his restlessness.

Darren, with his innocent ice blue eyes, full pouting lips, dark golden brown hair, and scruffy shadowed jaw. Darren, dressed in soft tight leather and an equally tight black singlet, showing off his broad chest and muscled arms. Darren.

Darren tried to keep his balance in an effort to keep from sprawling onto Daniel's lap, and the guitarist well knew of his precarious position. Gazing up challengingly, with his moody green eyes sparkling, he cocked his head to the side slightly and started shifting his already wide spread legs further apart.

As a result, Darren's legs were nudged apart too. But Darren didn't notice. His eyes widened further as he was caught by the sight of Daniel's tongue slipping out and slowly moistening his mouth. Suddenly he lost his balance and pitched forward.

Daniel didn't flinch as Darren just barely managed to get his arms up in time as he fell, bracing himself against the younger man's shoulders. With one hand gripping each shoulder and his face but an inch away from Daniel's, Darren gently fanned Daniel's mouth with a breath he didn't even realize he was holding.

Daniel's eyes deepened to a glowing emerald, the only sign as of yet that Darren affected him. As if in retaliation, he pulled his fingers out of the singer's waistband...and inadvertently undid the button on his fly. Darren inhaled sharply, the expression on his face quickly escalating from wide-eyed anticipation to predatory desire. Daniel's pupils dilated as he realized he'd pushed past the singer's threshold of willpower. Before he could pull back or do anything, Darren swooped down and began ravaging Daniel's mouth hungrily.

Daniel tried to pull back, to speak, to breathe, but the further back his head went, the harder and closer Darren pressed against him. The guitarist's hands closed around Darren's waist and his fingers urged him closer. Darren finally just acquiesced and straddled him completely.

He cupped Daniel's head forward with one hand, burying his fingers into his tousled, dirty blonde hair. With the other, he caressed the soft skin of Daniel's neck and jaw. Kneeling, with one knee on either side of Daniel's thighs, Darren pressed his leather-covered crotch against the blonde man's abdomen.

At this, Daniel lost control of the kiss and, out of pure reflex, nipped Darren's sensitive bottom lip with his teeth. Darren pulled back sharply, his crystal blue eyes shadowed with hurt, and he immediately went into a great pout.

Daniel took a few deep breaths and tipped his head back slowly, his eyes never leaving Darren's as he blinked lazily. Darren's nostrils flared as he fought the unconscious invitation and tried to hold on to the image of being hurt.

A slow smile spread enticingly across Daniel's face. He leaned forward and gently ran the tip of his tongue across Darren's well-kissed, swollen mouth. Darren froze, his stillness propelling Daniel to move his hands smoothly down the singer's lower torso to cup his leather clad rear.

Daniel chuckled huskily when he felt the heat of Darren's insistent erection pressing against him through the leather pants, so tight he could only have gone commando. Darren tried to fight the sensations, but his eyelids drifted closed and with a tiny moan his body, seemingly on its own accord, rubbed against Daniel in a slow mounting rhythm. Daniel hissed in arousal when Darren's writhing accidentally pushed his buttocks down onto his own erection. Suddenly everything was too hot for both of them, their clothes too restraining.

Darren's motions became more and more agitated as he rubbed his body harder against Daniel, throwing his head back languidly as the friction of their clothes combined with the heat emanating from underneath drove him into a delicious frantic madness. Daniel watched with fascination as Darren slowly lost himself in the sensations, the desire rendering his eyes half-closed and glazed, his mouth slightly open and gasping.

Darren clenched his fingers into Daniel's hair making him wince slightly with the fierceness. He clasped the blonde guitarist's head with both hands and pushed him nearer. Daniel submitted and pressed slow, moist, but heated kisses against the soft, exposed columns of Darren's pale throat. He tried to slow Darren's movements by gripping his buttocks harder, allowing less movement by the singer. At this, Darren emitted a small, breathy whimper of frustration and looked at Daniel with a dazed look.

Daniel waited until those blue eyes focused. He was highly aware of the position they were in, the heat between the tightly pressed groins of both men heightened by the leather and rough cotton between them. He just wanted Darren to be aware of it as well, to just feel the craving he was feeling.

Darren's knees were now clenched around Daniel's waist, and he could feel Daniel's erection pressing against his bottom just underneath. When the singer inhaled slowly and untangled his fingers from the guitarist's hair, Daniel knew his senses were tuned in.

Darren gently stroked Daniel's slightly damp hair and noticed the beads of sweat trickling down his strikingly attractive face. He hesitantly licked at it and then more surely ran his tongue roughly over the smooth moist skin of Daniel's cheeks and jaw. His hands joined the exploration on a lower front, sliding easily under Daniel's shirt, delighting in the contrast of texture of his slim chest.

Daniel closed his eyes and just let himself enjoy Darren's wet attentions until his roaming mouth reached the sensitive hollows of his collarbone. He gasped, his eyes shooting open, and when Darren's fingers found his nipples, he quickly pushed the singer back with his left hand. His right hand took the duty of continuing to press Darren against him, as his left came up and caressed the singer's face.

Daniel delicately brushed his fingertips across Darren's eyelids then his lips, at which point Darren, his hands still buried under the guitarist's shirt, captured a finger in his mouth. With a low sound of enjoyment, Darren's eyes drifted shut and he seemed to revel in the taste. At each swift suckling, Daniel felt a twinge in his groin, and he soon couldn't take anymore.

He pulled his hand away and gripped Darren's head closer, slanting his mouth hotly over the singer's. Darren slipped his hands back out from under the slinky shirt, clenching the material across Daniel's chest instead. They kissed, at first sloppily, hungrily, then slowly, the long moist devouring turning into small clinging bites.

When they grew tired, they gradually stopped and Darren, his head bent in an endearingly vulnerable line, gently rested his forehead against Daniel's. His warm breath was a comforting breeze on Daniel's face, and it seemed to the guitarist to be in a rhythm with the pulsing need in his nether regions.

Gripping Darren's tightly muscled buttocks through the leather, Daniel finally started moving against the singer. The feel of his engorged cock pressed against Darren's buttocks, separated by mere layers of soft leather and cloth, created a delicious friction. Daniel couldn't contain a low, long moan.

Darren, remained still, with the exception of his own slow gyrations as he almost rode each wave of Daniel's rhythmic jerk with one of his own. Daniel's abdomen muscles clenched and unclenched, and Darren's sensitive cock shuddered with arousal at each ripple. Darren thrust against Daniel's stomach then retreated down on Daniel's erection, teasing it, causing Daniel's hips to jerk up in response.

Daniel's hands almost inadvertently caressed Darren's bottom as he rode on, he loved seeing the singer lose control like this. Darren's breath started coming out in tiny gasps of wanting then escalated to small, quiet whimpers filled with need.

Daniel watched from his close proximity, as Darren's face was wreathed in pleasure, each moan heightening the sensations as the two men essentially rubbed their erections against each other's bodies in almost painfully tight quarters. Daniel's movements grew more agitated and he thrust up faster, harder, against Darren's clothed rear. Darren's eyes closed, as they did when he sang, and he lost himself in the rippling pleasure. His moans were gradually getter louder, higher and more frantic along with the jerking of his body.

Just as their mutual rocking reached an unbearable pace, Darren released Daniel's shirt and gripped his shoulders for one last violent thrust against the guitarist's abdomen. He came in a raging flood contained by the soft leather, his short piercing cry of release the only real sign of his orgasm.

The sound, and the slight feel of the rush under the leather, propelled Daniel to grip Darren's waist and ram him down against his own over-stimulated cock inducing his own explosive orgasm. He made a low moaning sound of satisfaction as he came in waves of pleasure, his vision nearly blacking out at the intensity of it.

When their delicious shudders gradually ceased, Darren released a sweet sigh of adoration and pressed a soft kiss to Daniel's mouth, then cradled his head to him. Daniel smiled against Darren's neck at this gesture of protection, and wrapped his arms around Darren's lower torso, stroking his back. He lazily lifted his head slightly and spontaneously rubbed his clean shaven cheek against Darren's whiskered one, the nuzzling rewarded by a soft delighted laugh from the singer.

Daniel pressed one last kiss sweetly on Darren's cheek and whispered quietly into his ear. Darren's eyes glowed fiercely in response to the guitarist's words and he smiled almost tearfully before leaning in and whispering back, tickling Daniel's ear. The blonde man smiled beatifically, a radiant smile of sunshine, and gently urged Darren closer.

The singer, still straddling Daniel, rested his caramel-colored head on his lover's shoulder and sighed an almost musical sigh before slowly drifting off to sleep. Daniel, lulled by Darren's slow and calm breathing, lay his own head against the vulnerable curve of Darren's neck, kissing it once softly before letting sleep claim him as well.

~*~ The End ~*~