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Darren and Richard	By : Leneanna Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Savage Garden Views: 1741 -:- 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.

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I'm gonna wrap this story up at 30 chapters, but fear not, a sequel awaits! These boys are just too much fun to ignore!

On the way home from the mall, we stopped at Whole Foods. Gotta make sure my boy’s well-fed and energized before he loves me all up tonight. I’m making "chicken on the barbie”, with grilled veggies on skewers, and a salad. I’m leaving Darren and Hillary to fix that. I’m on the hunt for hoisin sauce, to mix with the barbecue sauce. Gives it an Asian flavor. Hillary and Darren had great fun fixing the salad, and threading the veggies onto the skewers. Then I let her “paint” the chicken with the sauce. I took over at the grill, while she and Darren set the picnic table, and then they played with her new robots while I cooked dinner. The dog sat at my feet, salivating, whinging, and giving me hairy-eyeballs.

“What part of ‘No, you’re not having chicken for dinner’ are you not understanding?”

More whinging. Of course, Darren will save him some. He nearly always gives the beast table scraps.

“Darren, call him, please.”

“Aw, C’mere, Wally. Is Daddy being mean and ignoring you?”

Needless to say, we all enjoyed our dinner. Even Wally. Unbeknownst to me, Darren bought Hillary “soap crayons”, and she and Darren drew all over the walls of the bathtub during her evening bath. I especially liked the portraits of Uncle Richard that they left for me to wash off the walls. (sigh) Children!

That explained the gleeful giggles coming from the upstairs loo while I did the dishes.
We let her stay up late and watch telly with us. I’m going to get a telling-off from my sister for all this. Wait until Hillary crayons all over her bathtub! Glad I won’t be there to witness that.

She finally fell asleep, and Darren carried her off to bed. I checked on her, and gave her a kiss goodnight before we went upstairs ourselves.

Since we’ve no telly in our bedroom, and we didn’t want to risk Hillary walking in on us watching the DVD in the lounge room, we brought Darren’s laptop upstairs to view it on. Fortunately, there were no storms that night. Outside, anyway. (wink)

We had a nice hot shower first. Darren was all gummy from sunblock, and I swore I smelled like barbecued chicken, even though D said I didn’t. Then we snuggled up together, his laptop perched on his tummy, and started watching the DVD.

About 10 minutes into it, at the point where they suggested using your partner’s favorite food as a bedroom prop, I got the giggles so badly, Darren had to pause the DVD. I had a naughty vision of myself, marinating a certain bit in cold coffee to make it taste better for Darren.
Well you didn’t think I’d stick it in a cup of hot coffee, did you?!

By the time I was able to catch my breath and explain what I found so funny, he was laughing too. Then he got all cuddly. He said I was “too cute”, and “he loved me all to bits”, and was smothering me with kisses.

Now then...back to the DVD. It described a technique called “The Python”.
Hmm...sounds sexy, doesn’t it? A big squeezy snake. Ooh. (flashes eyebrows and smiles)

You basically choose your favorite position, but instead of the usual “up and down, in and out” stuff, the “containing partner”, as they call it, just contracts his muscles around the “penetrating partner’s” ...eherm.

The idea is not to race to the finish, just to do it slowly and gently. Drives most men barking mad. You have to pace yourself, and not be out-of-your-mind horny when you start. It helps you increase your control, supposedly, because you have to fight the urge to climax once you feel the squeezing. It’s pretty much what you’re feeling as your partner is climaxing; his muscles contracting around you. That’s usually enough to push most guys over the edge. I know it’s that way for Darren. You’re supposed to take turns being the “container” and the “penetrator”.

Darren wants to be the “container” first, for a change. He’s letting me choose the position. As long as I get to just lie there and let him do me, I’d like us to be on our sides, with him in front of me. I want to curl up around him and hold him, so I can just focus. We still use our favorite forms of foreplay, but just enough so he’s relaxed and I”m ready.

“Go ahead, Rich.”
“Mmm...it’s all warm and slippery inside you.”

Fighting the urge to move is harder than I thought. He gives me a moment to prepare myself, mentally.

“Alright Darren, go ahead.”

He looks over his shoulder at me.

“Feel it?”, he whispers.
“God, yes, I feel it!”, I gasp.

I’m trembling. I close my eyes, breathing deeply, holding tightly onto him.

“Again. Keep doing it.”

I’m whispering in his ear as I nibble on it.

“Mmm...Darren...feels so bloody good to be inside you. Ohh...yeah...oh God...”
“Easy, Rich. I’ll slow down a bit.”

Once you get better at it, you’re supposed to work up to bringing your partner to the brink a few times, and then backing off before taking him all the way to completion. You really have to work at holding back. The sensations are intense. I got close twice, and each time, he stopped until I calmed down enough to continue. I can’t take much more of this.

“Darren? This time, let me come. Please?”

I leaned over to kiss him.

“Like the way I’m squeezing you, Baby?”, he coos.

“Love it. Feels really good. Ooh yeah...Darren...it’s coming...don’t stop!”

Prolonging it like this really intensifies it when you finally let go, and it lasts longer, too.
Wow. That was really good. I just layed there in a haze. He turned over and wiped the sweat off my forehead.

“You make the sweetest noises when you come. Did I ever tell you that, Richard?”
“I think so. Not sure. Can’t...think right now.”

He kisses me.
“You don’t have to. I’m happy you enjoyed it.”
“I did.”

I smile at him through hazy, half-closed eyes.

“You’re a good squeezer...container...whatever-you-call-it.”

We giggle.

“You’re so beautiful, all loved up and serene. How did it feel?”
“Incredible”, I whisper, “I want you to feel this too.”
“When you’re ready, Baby. Take your time.”

I yawn.

“Did you want to use the same position, or different?”
“I like face-to-face better.”
“As long as you’re comfortable, Luv.”

What we ended up doing was that he was on top, stretched out, and I just wrapped myself around him. He rested his weight on his elbows, and we joined hands. I had to fight off the drowsiness and concentrate. If I squeeze him too hard, it’ll be over in less than ten seconds. Gotta go slow. I picture the blender in the kitchen. The “pulse” setting. I give him little “pulses” at first, and watch his eyes. He gasps.

“Tell me what you’d like, Darren. Harder? Faster?”
“Not too hard, but steady. Do you know what I mean?”
“Like this?”
“Ooh. Yeah, like that.”

I listen to him breathe. He’s moaning softly, squirming a bit.

“Uh uh. Try not to move, Darren.”
“It’s not easy.”
“I know it isn’t.”

I give him a few slow, deep squeezes. His eyes roll back.

“Richard...ohh...stop, stop!”

I lie still and let him regain control. He’s breathing hard.

“Kiss me, Darren.”

That ought to distract him, temporarily at least.

“Know what it feels like?”, he asks.
“What?”
“The very first time we made love. The way your body grips me inside. That’s what it makes me think of.”

I don’t say anything. I just look into his eyes and keep bearing down on him. His head falls back. He’s biting his lip. I can feel how hard he’s fighting to hold back his release. I slow down just a bit.

“No Richard, don’t let up. Keep squeezing. I’m gonna come. I’m gonna...ohh...yeah...Richard oh God!”

He shudders hard, moaning loudly. I put my hand over his mouth.

“You’re gonna wake Hillary! Shh!”
“Sorry Baby, I forgot.”

His body relaxes. He’s still panting.

“They don’t say...in the video...mmm...Richard..”
“I know. I didn’t expect it to feel like that either.”

What he’s trying to say is that they don’t warn you about how intense your orgasm is going to be. For me it was about three times longer than usual, and at least two or three times harder. The contractions are really deep. We were both reeling from it. That’s a sneaky, albeit delicious, little surprise they let you discover on your own, and the glow lasts a really long time afterwards as well. I was wrong. I admit it. I guess there are new things to be discovered. Just this one technique could keep us busy for weeks, but we’ve got a whole DVD’s worth of hidden delights to discover. (smiles)
I wonder what the next one will be? It’s sure gonna be fun finding out!
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