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Fond Memories	By : Ashleah Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Savage Garden Views: 1235 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of Savage Garden. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1-Fond Memories
- 2-Chapter 2
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After a silent ride in their SUV, Darren and Daniel finally made it to their mid-sized mansion out in the middle of nowhere. They liked their privacy; being away from everyone else usually brought them closer together. But not tonight. Darren could think of a few thousand other people that he would have liked to spend the night with. All because Daniel was drunk again, and had soiled his pants. Daniel had passed out long before the car had stopped, yet again adding to Darren’s fury. I’m going to have to give him a bath, now! he thought to himself. He can’t do anything by himself! I’m going to have to watch over him more closely.
Little did Darren know, but Daniel wasn’t really unconscious. Daniel just wanted to see what Darren would do with him, when he seemingly did not know at all what was happening.
Darren went over to the Dan’s door, and opened it quietly. He didn’t want to disturb Dan. Even though he was still a little mad, his temper was cooling off. His anger always faded away whenever he saw Dan’s quiet form sleeping. He always looked so serene and calm when he was asleep. Hell, he looks almost angelic when he’s in a drunken stupor. Darren thought.
Feeling the need to help his love, Darren gently picked Dan up off of the car’s seat, beach towels and all, and then carried him into their house. After shutting and locking the door (very tricky, indeed, when carrying a man who is about 15 pounds heaver than yourself), Darren carried Dan upstairs (also very tricky) and into the bathroom. Maybe he would like a shower or something. He needs to be cleaned up before I’ll even let him sleep on the couch, Darren thought to himself. I didn’t buy those new slipcovers for them to be soiled this quickly.
Darren laid Dan on the bathroom floor, and started to run the water in the Jacuzzi-sized bathtub. After getting the water the perfect temperature, he brought his attention back to his man, lying on the floor. Not wanting to be too forceful, he slowly and gently removed Daniel’s clothes until he was finally lying naked on the tile floor of their bathroom. Gee, he’s lying there, all…naked…maybe I should join him… Darren thought. Unbeknownst to Darren, Daniel was enjoying all of this pampering. He fought back a smile when Darren was removing his clothes. He even fought back the giggles when Darren started to take off his own clothes. But it was when Darren finally took off his boxers, and stood there over Daniel, making sure the water was still nice, when Dan finally lost it, and succumbed to his laughter. How could you blame him, though, with Darren’s member swinging back and forth, right in front of his face?
“What! You’re not unconscious?” Darren shouted, incredulously.
“Well, kinda-yes, and kinda-no.” Dan replied.
“How can you be “kinda” passed out?” Darren asked him, using his fingers to make quotation symbols for the word “kinda.”
“Well…” Dan was at a loss for words. Suddenly, he got an incredible idea. He would use his best feature, the one thing that always brought Darren to his knees (sometimes literally, too): his puppy dog eyes.
And…of course…
They worked. Darren melted. “Ah, alright. I forgive you. But you’re not getting off that easily. You need to get washed up. You’re on the couch tonight, and you’re not messing up the slipcovers.”
“Ok, mommy…just kidding,” Dan finished, when he saw the flash of anger in Darren’s eyes. “Would you like to join me? I mean, the tub’s big enough, and you’re already naked…” Dan’s eyes filled with antici….
….pation. (Ok, bad pun from the Rocky Horror Picture Show, I know) Darren just couldn’t say no to those puppy dog eyes.
“Ok, fine, I’ll take a bath with you. But no funny business, mister!” Darren reprimanded him.
Daniel jumped into the Jacuzzi-sized bathtub, which was already filled with water at a perfect temperature. Just before Darren inched his body fully into the water, Dan turned on the jets. Darren jumped as he felt one of the jets spurt him in the butt. It reminded him of Daniel, and he soon was as hard as he was the night before. He covered his member with his hands, in effort to hide his stiffness.
Of course, Dan saw right through his embarrassed pains to hide his arousement. In reality, Dan was getting aroused, himself, once he saw Darren’s quivering. He was usually the second one to get amorous, being the real writer of the pair, seeing someone else enjoying his work was what got him horny. Daniel decided to take the upper hand, and to do something to Darren that would make him be forgiven.
Daniel took a deep breath, and then submerged his head in the water. There’s nothing like sinking your head in warm water to get rid of your hangover. Dan opened his eyes, and inched his way through the water to Darren’s ultimate prize. However, because of his still half-drunkenness, Dan ran out of air millimeters away from his destination. He raised his head above the water to gasp a huge breath of air, but instead of oxygen, his lips were greeted with Darren’s mouth.
Darren, taking the initiative, used his tongue to roam all around Dan’s mouth, finding the terrain very familiar, but always enthralling. Dan slowly left his mouth fall away from his lover’s, and trailed his tongue down his body, stopping at Darren’s nipples, where he noticed something new.
“Oh, jeez, you got your nipple pierced?!?!” Dan said, incredulously.
Darren’s face fell. “I did it because I thought you’d like it. You keep telling me I’m too uptight. I thought that this,” Darren pointed to his chest, ”would change that.”
“Aww, babe. I don’t think you’re too uptight. I only say that when you make me mad. Anyway, I think that nipple rings are a total turn-on. They’re sexy. But you don’t need anymore help in the sex appeal department. At least, you don’t need the help in my mind.” It seemed as if Dan was finally convincing Darren. That meant great marks in the possible-love-making grade book. Dan used his tongue to play with Darren’s new piercing. This really does turn me on…I wonder if he’d get the other one pierced so I could chain them both together. Dan thought to himself. He darted his tongue in and out of the tiny hoop, making Darren yet again quiver with his desire.
Bad, Darren, bad. You shouldn’t be enjoying this. You’re supposed to be punishing him. Remember what he did your favorite jeans. The ones that are tight enough that he could see Dan’s penis, even if Dan wasn’t in a “happy” mood. Darren's brow furrowed, not wanting to stop his pleasure, but at the same time, wanting to penalize his lover.
At the same moment, Daniel was planting soft kisses down Darren’s ‘happy trail.’ He soon was just about to go down under the water again. He took a big, deep breath, and ducked under the water. He opened his eyes, and found himself staring face-to-face with Darren’s huge ‘one-eyed monster.’ He started to nip and nibble and the tip of the afore-mentioned monster. He slid his tongue up and down the shaft, and then enveloped it completely into his awaiting mouth. He kept slowly sucking, sliding his mouth up and down on his lover’s massive cock. Just as Darren was ready to shoot off a load, Dan ran out of air. He started to lift his head above the water. But, as he was about to take a breath, Darren shoved his head back under the water, wanting to prolong his pleasure. Unfortunately, Darren’s pleasure would have to wait. Dan felt as if his head was going to explode from the lack of breathable oxygen. He thrashed around, finally shoving Darren’s hand off of his head. He thrust his head above the water with one quick motion, gulping in tons of air.
“What the fuck was that for? You almost got me killed! Just think of what the papers would say,
‘Former Singer for Savage Garden Is Killed While Going Down on Former Singing Partner.’
Or something like that. My reputation for being a creditable writer would be ruined! All because you wanted just a few more seconds of enjoyment!”
Darren’s eyes filled with tears as he finally realized what he had just done. “Oh, my God, I’m so sorry, baby! I…I really didn’t know what I was thinking. I mean…ecstasy does things to a person…it makes them do things that they wouldn’t normally do. You know what I mean…don’t you?”
“No, actually, I don’t!” Dan screamed back at him. Dan jumped out of the tub, still dripping. He slid over the floor, picked up a towel and his clothes, and left the room, leaving Darren sobbing in the tub. Darren pulled the stopper to let he water out, and once the water was all gone, Darren just laid in the tub, bawling his eyes out.
Daniel had dried off by then, and had put his clothes on. He put the blankets he was to sleep in on the couch, and fluffed up his pillow before placing it with the blankets. He did not fall asleep just after he had crawled under the covers. No, instead he lay there for hours, crying himself to sleep, very slowly, just as Darren had been doing in the bathroom.
Finally, just as he was about to drift into dreamland, Daniel thought to himself, I know he didn’t mean it, but I’m still a little drunk. He’ll understand tomorrow. He’ll be sorry, too. He thinks he’s to blame, but, really, he’s not…Dan smiled slightly as he began to dream happy dreams.
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