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Darren and Richard	By : Leneanna Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Savage Garden Views: 1741 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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I must have been asleep for a few hours, because Darren came into the room and sat beside me on our bed. He was probably watching me sleep for awhile. He likes to do that. He laid beside me, on top of the covers, and held me. I don’t think I even realized he was there right away until he tried talking to me. When I’m asleep, forget it. I’m dead to the world.

“Richard, Darling, wake up. You’ll never sleep tonight.”

I grumble and turn away from his voice in my ear. He’s trying to tell the dog to lick my face. The dog sticks his big nose in my eye socket. Darren giggles. I grumble again and turn toward Darren, away from the dog. I can feel him staring at me, but I refuse to open my eyes. Too peaceful.

“Go away, the both of you!”

He licks his finger and sticks it in my ear. That’s it, he’s dead!
I grab a pillow and swing it in his direction, determined to clobber him. Silence. I open one eye, just in time to get bonked over the head by a furiously giggling Darren.

“Wanker!”

I lunge at him, and he rolls just out of the way, still laughing, and launches himself at me. I’m not 100% coherent, but I find myself on my back, being sat on by my triumphant partner. I rub my eyes and look up at him.

“Hello, Darling.”

I smile at him.

“You can get off me now. I’m awake. And you’ve got three bloody seconds to do it before I start tickling you!”

He thinks the better of it and climbs off me. Pity. Felt kinda nice. He looks all sad and wounded.

“Aw come here, Darren. I still love you, don’t worry.”
“Can I have a kiss?”, he asks meekly.
“Of course.”

I prolong it and pull him down into my arms.

“Mmm...now this is a much nicer way to wake up. You know I love kissing you, but I really have to pee, Luv.”
“Can I watch?”

I raise an eyebrow at him.

“You want to watch me take a piss? Why?”
“It’s sexy to see you touch yourself.”
“I hardly consider that touching myself, Luv. But yeah, if you want.”

Now he’s got me laughing. I’m trying to relieve myself, and he’s watching like a film critic.

“Alright Darren, go away! I can’t do this while you’re watching.”
“Aw...”
“Do I watch you in the loo?”
“Fine then!”
“Are you mad at me? Don’t be mad, I just can’t pee in front of anyone. If you want a performance, I’ll give you one. I’ll strip for you later. How’s that?”
“Ooh. My nipples are getting hard.”
“Oh, your nipples get hard when the wind blows! And shut the door after yourself. Thank you!”

That man!
When I come out, he’s on the bed, flipping through the phone book.

“Whatcha lookin’ for?”
“Rich, do you remember the name of that great Italian place on 9th? I was thinking of going there tonight. You up for it?”
“Hadn’t given dinner much of a thought. Yeah, I could do Italian. But I’m not hungry just yet.”
“I didn’t say right now. I was thinking 8, 8:30, maybe?”
“That’ll work.”
“I can’t think of the name of...”
“On 9th? Carluccio’s?”
“That’s it! Thank you, Darling.”

So he makes reservations, and now I’m staring at him. He says he loves my voice, loves hearing me speak. I love his mouth. His bottom lip, specifically. It’s just perfect. I must kiss him. He hangs up the phone and smiles.

“What? You’re staring. Do I have a huge booger hanging out of my nose?”

I shake my head.

“Then what?”
“Can’t I just look at my lover’s beautiful face?”

He blushes. So cute. He leans toward me. I’m still fixated. I trace the outline of his mouth with my finger. He closes his eyes.

“I love these lips.”

And then we’re kissing. Not urgent, horny, tongue-down-the-throat kisses.
Soft, gentle, I’m-going-to-love-you-forever ones. With smiles. And gazes. And purrs.

“Hold me, Rich.”
“You got it, Lover. Can we just lay here all cuddly until dinner?”
“Ooh, say that again. I love the way you say that.”
“What? Cuddly?”
“Yes. Cuddly.”

Gotta kiss him again. Can’t resist. Nibble on his bottom lip. Look into his endless blue eyes. I love when he touches my face.

“Cuddly.”

He giggles.

“You’re so beautiful, Richard.”

More kisses. And yes, we can actually lie close together and touch each other for hours without making love. Although I suppose, technically, we are making love when we do that, but you know what I mean. We weren’t having sex. Just basking in the glow of our love for each other. Only problem is, Darren gets aroused at the least little thing. I need a bit more provocation, as it were. Not that he doesn’t turn me on, but just cuddling and kissing doesn’t automatically get me going, unless he starts touching me in certain places, or the kissing gets really intense. And right now, I can tell that he’s ‘on the verge’ of horny. So to speak. (wink)
He’s pulling me really close against him, which feels nice, but I can feel his heartbeat against mine, and his is racing. Which is all well and good, but we’re supposed to be downtown in a couple of hours, and it’s going to take the better part of an hour on the train to get there. And he’s kissing me harder.

“Darren, wait.”
“What’s wrong, Rich?”
“No, nothing, Luv, but maybe we should save it for later when we can take our time, yeah?”
“Oh, I suppose you’re right. We’ve got to get dressed for dinner. (sigh) but I’d rather just lie here in your arms. It feels too good to stop.”
“I know, Baby, but we need to. Come on. Out of bed.”
“But Rich, I’m all horny.”
“Take a cold shower.”
“Don’t feel like it.”
“Alright then. Here’s what we used to do in college. You run the water in the sink really cold, and soak the washcloth in it. Then you wrap it around your ‘problem’, as it were. All gone! (smiles)”

Darren rolls his eyes, but he hasn’t got much of a choice, has he? I try not to giggle when I hear him swearing in the loo, but at least he doesn’t have to ride the train with a boner. I’ll make it up to him later, besides. So we walk to the station holding hands. A group of teenagers is snickering. Darren is about to fire back at them. I urge him not to, just to keep walking.

“Darren, they’re kids. They’re trying to get a reaction out of you. Let it go.”
“Dammit, I hate that word!”
“Honey, you owe it to yourself not to let anyone make you ashamed of who you are.”
“I know. It just brings back bad memories.”
“Oh Darren, don’t let it ruin our evening. There will always be small-minded people. I pity them.”
“You’re right, Rich. I shouldn’t let them get to me.”

He kisses my hand, the one holding his.

“I love you.”
“I love you too. You alright?”
“Yeah.”

I lean in and whisper in his ear.

“I’m gonna love you all up tonight until you’re so satisfied, you fall asleep in my arms, with a smile on your face.”

He grins.

“There’s that beautiful smile.”
“You’re so good to me.”
“Always.”

The food was great that night, too. We walked around the district awhile before catching the train home. I was thinking about what I could possibly do to make it special tonight for us. For Darren. I’m kinda partial to water. I just think it’s really sensual to be naked in the water with your partner. We often shower together before bed. As far as I’m concerned, it qualifies as foreplay. It’s relaxing, and you get to be naked together in a small space and touch each other. It’s all good. I”m thinking perhaps tonight, a bath, with a bit of aromatherapy oil in the water. Scented candles. Soft music.

“I can’t wait to get you home,” I whisper to him.

His eyes light up.

“Got plans for me?”
“Oh yeah.”
“Do they involve, say, cuddles and kisses?”
“Lots of cuddles and kisses.”

He likes the way I say that word. So we ride the train home, flirting like crazy, but trying to be subtle about it. I lick my lips. He licks his finger. Mouthing sexy words to each other. Stealing glances. Trying not to giggle. When we reach our stop, we’re practically running up the stairs, holding hands. Home at last!

“Muahahaha...all mine!”
“Rich? I’ve never seen you like this.”
“Maybe sun-dried tomatoes make me frisky.”
“I like it!”
“I’ll make you a deal. Wash out the bathtub for us, and I’ll take Wally out?”
“Deal!”
“C’mere.”

I pin him against the door and give him a passionate kiss. He’s taken aback, momentarily.

“Oh my God, Richard! You’re blowing me away.”
“More where that came from, Baby.”
“Ooh.”

He heads upstairs, shaking his hips. This is gonna be fun. I tend to the dog and bring him back in. Lock the door. Set the alarm. The dog grabs his favorite toy and runs upstairs. I follow. Darren is finishing cleaning the tub. I come up behind him and wrap my arms around him.

“Those rubber gloves are so sexy, Baby. You’re turnin’ me on.”
“You are so full of bullshit, Richard!”

I laugh.

“I’d rather be full of you, Darling.”

I untuck his shirt and slide my hands up his body. When my fingers brush over his chest, he shivers.

“Touch my...ooh yeah...”
“You like that, don’t you, Darren?”
“I am sooo getting an erection, Richard.”
“Good, ‘cause you’re sooo gonna need it. Draw us a bath, Darling. Be right back.”

He likes the way I say “bath” too. I get the candles and the music, and turn off the lights in the loo. The candles reflect off the glass door.

“How’s this for atmosphere? Nice, eh?”
“I love it!”

While he’s adjusting the temperature of the water, I remember I promised to strip for him.

“Darren?”

He turns to look at me, and I slowly unbutton my shirt, never taking my eyes off him. He sits on the toilet seat, and I walk over and straddle one leg. His hands are on me in an instant, and our eyes are locked on each other. He stands up and holds my face in his hands.

“You are unbelievably beautiful, Richard,” he whispers, before he kisses me.

We let it linger, breaking it slowly, before shedding the rest of our clothes. I take his hand as we step into the tub. As soon as we’re situated, he pulls me close. More kisses and cuddles. I turn around so my back is to him. He’s on his side, and I look over my shoulder at him. He slides his hand down to my hip, pulling me back against him. I move my top leg forward. I want him to touch me back there. I’ve got this one spot that just jolts me when he touches it. Between ‘the boys and the back door’, so to speak. I guide his hand to give him the idea. He smiles and glides his hand up my lower leg, and goes right for it. Just tracing little circles with his fingertips, pressing against the back door with his thumb. I gasp. Straight up my spine, I feel it.

“Good, Richard?”

I close my eyes and nod.

He whispers “I love you” as he kisses my neck.

His hand moves around to the front of me to touch me there too, as his manhood replaces his hand in back. This feels too good. I don’t know if I can form a coherent sentence at this point.

“I just...I want...”
“Tell me Baby.”
“Put it in, Darren. I need it. Please Baby. Give it to me.”

He strokes his fingers directly over me there. When I’m horny, I’m super-sensitive back there.

“The hell with your fingers, Darren. Put it in!”
“Patience, Darling. I don’t want to tear you all up. Here you go. Easy. That’s it. Open up for me. Ooh yeah, Richard.”

He buries himself in me completely, and the angle he’s coming in at is scoring a direct hit on my prostate. Not to mention if I pull my top leg forward a bit more, his body is just nudging mine, right in that spot. He’s barely, moving, just staying in there, holding me, just rocking his hips ever so slightly.

“Oh bloody hell! This feels so...oh God, Darren!”

He’s breathing hard too.

“Real slow this time. Real easy. Want this to last.”

I groan every time he hits the spot. He’s working me in four places at once.

“Darren? Is this doing to you what it’s doing to me?”
“What’s it doing? Tell me how it feels, Baby”, he whispers as he kissing my neck.

All I can do is moan.

“Yeah, me too.”

We just hold on and listen to each other’s moans of pleasure. I close my eyes.
Remember “Darrichardising”? This is it. In slow motion. I contract around him. He moans louder.

“Don’t stop. Mmm...Richard...I’m getting close...”

He strokes me faster. He’s doing everything faster. I’ve died and gone to heaven.

“Oh God...I love you, Darren.”
“I love you too, Baby. Can you come for me, Darling?”

I whimper.

“That’s it. Just let it go. Just feel it.”

By now I’m shaking, teetering on the brink, and he’s about to push me over. I squeeze him hard one more time. One more gasp, one more thrust, and we’re both screaming. At least we’re in the tub and we won’t have to take another shower. Just rinse off. We just lay there. I can’t move.

“Dar?”

He opens his eyes.

“I was drifting for a moment there.”
“Let me turn around, Luv.”

He pulls out slowly. I think we’re stickier than if we were in bed. I face him. His eyes are hazy. We kiss softly.

“Darren, you’re a wonder. How’d you get to be so bloody fantastic?”
“Inspired by you, I guess.”

I laugh.

“Wanna get out?”
“Hmm...yeah...I guess. But we need to rinse ourselves off. Two guys...gets a bit messy...”

I let the water out, and we help each other up. A quick rinse off with the shower head, and we step out, a bit unsteady on our feet. We just fall into each other’s arms, gazing at each other.

“I love you so much, Richard. I take it you enjoyed it, then?”
“Do you even have to ask? It was unreal. And I love you too, by the way.”

We smile and kiss again, and walk to our room with our arms around each other. The dog wags his tail. Darren kneels by his bed.

“Your daddies were loving each other up, Wally.”

He kisses the dog. I’ve got one more little present for him tonight. Chocolate.

“C’mere, D.”
“What?”
“Close your eyes, Luv. And open your beautiful mouth.”

He smiles. I pop the chocolate in.

“Mmm...yummy. Thank you, Richard.”
“Give me a chocolate kiss, Darren. I love those.”
“Mmm...love you.”

We crawl into bed, all warm and toasty.

“Let me hold you tonight, Angel.”

We gaze at each other, and he snuggles up to me. His pale skin is all flushed and warm.

“You’re glowing, Darren.”

He glances down at himself and smiles.

“Are you satisfied, or would you like more?”
“More? I still feel it. Do you want more?”
“No, I’m good. Just wanted to make sure you were. I made you a promise to love you until you fell asleep.”
“What if I don’t want to fall asleep? I just want to feel you touching me.”
“I can do that, Luv. Any place in particular?”
“No. Just anywhere.”
“You’re a beautiful boy, Darren.”
“So are you.”

I love the scent of him. Did I ever tell him that? I don’t remember.

“What’re you thinking, Rich?”
“Trying to remember if I ever told you that you smell delectable.”

He giggles.

“Good enough to eat?”
“Absolutely.”
“So do you.”
“Kiss me.”

He still tastes like chocolate.

“Mmm, Darren, I might have to paint your whole body in chocolate and lick it off.”

He shivers.

“Ooh. Just the thought of that...”
“What, the chocolate or the licking?”, I ask, as I contemplate giving him a lick for the hell of it.
Oh, I know I’m asking for it. He’s gonna get hard in a second if I do it. I lay him onto his back and roll over on top of him.

“Sorry Luv, can’t resist”, I quip, as I kiss my way down his chest.

He gasps, and his fingers are in my hair.

“I thought you said you oh my God...Richard! Do that again. Harder!”

You know how he is with nipples. I’m just teasing him with little nips, and he’s ready for Round 2. Oh, what the hell. I reach across him for the drawer and pull out the black thing.

“Would you like me to use this on you?”
“Mmm...yes.”

We shift positions. I kneel in front of him. He’s on his back.

“Pick your legs up, Luv. Rest them on me.”

A thought occurs to me. I wonder if he’s as sensitive in that one spot as I am? He’s never asked me to touch him there specifically. We’ll just see. He’s so beautiful, all laid out before me.

“I love you, Darren. My sweet angel.”
“Aw, Rich. I’m gonna cry. I love you.”
“Don’t cry. Let me do this for you.”
“Okay.”

His smile warms my heart. My hands are just wandering over him, just trying to keep him relaxed. He’s got nice legs, I observe. Sometimes it’s like I’m seeing him for the first time. Even after four years. He still takes my breath away. Tentatively, I touch that spot and watch his expression. He closes his eyes and smiles.

“Mmm...that feels nice. Ooh yeah...”

Thought he might like that.

“Back there, Rich. Rub it.”

He’s moaning. I prepare the toy.

“Ready, D?”

He nods.

“Put it in slowly, Rich.”
“Guide me, Darren.”

I turn up the dial.

“Ohh...Richard...so good...”

Hearing him moan is getting to me. Then he does something I wasn’t expecting.
He uses both hands to go up and down the lengths of both of our erections against each other. My head falls back.

“Like that, Rich?”
“Oh...fuck yeah...”

I’m fully erect in his hands in a matter of seconds. Trying to catch my breath.

“Take the toy out of me, Baby.”
“Huh?”

I raise my eyebrows at him. He smiles and keeps stroking me. God, his hand feels good! I could come if he keeps doing it. He stops. I whine.

“Come on Rich. Do me.”
“You want me to...?”
“Fuck me, Richard. Hard.”
“Alright!”

He gets on his hands and knees. I touch the scar on his arse. His ‘Cabbage Patch Signature’, I call it. I tease him that it says “Richard’s Doll”.

“Need me to use the bottle?”
“You tell me if you think I’m relaxed enough.”
“I don’t want to hurt you, Luv. Better give it here.”

So I use a little, but he takes me in pretty easily. I’m on my knees behind him, holding onto his hips for leverage. I’m enjoying this. He doesn’t ask for this every day. Gotta make it last.

“Harder!”

I close my eyes and get lost in the way this feels. He’s pushing back against me harder than I’m giving it to him.

“Who’s being the wild boy tonight?”
“Can’t help it, Rich. It feels good. Ooh...oh, right there!”
“Darren, mmm...I won’t last much longer, Luv. You need to slow down if you want me to last.”

He stops to catch his breath, and I pull out of him.
“Let’s change positions.”

I get on my back, and he straddles me. I decide I want to sit up more, so I can hold him. I pull him into a kiss, and my hands glide down his body. He moves them back up to his chest. I can’t help but smile. I know what my boy likes.

“Will it be too much if I touch both of them at the same time?”
“Rich, is there such a thing as ‘too much pleasure’? It’s like ‘too much chocolate’. Go ahead.”

He comes straight down on me, riding me for all it’s worth, and I’m fondling his nipples. He’s nearly screaming in ecstasy.

“I’m gonna come, Richard. Don’t stop!”
“You’re gonna? Right here, Darren. Kiss me here. Please, Baby.”

I want to feel his mouth on my neck. It’s gonna push me right over.

“Oh yeah. That’s it, Darren. You’re so good. Oh God...Darren!”
“Oh Richard!”

We explode together, his moans ringing in my ears. God, it was so intense!
We were both in tears. This is so much more than just sex. I’ve never been this emotionally connected to anyone in my life. I guess it was meant to be that way. I’ve never let anyone get into my soul like he has. You know that line in his song,
“I’ve never been in love before”? Of course we’ve both fallen in love before, but it never felt like this. That’s what he means. When you find your soul-mate, you’re home. And I hope I’ve worn the dear boy out, because I don’t have it in me to do it again. Twice in an hour? I’m not 18. We curl up together, all hot and sweaty. You could practically see the steam rising off us.

“Please tell me you don’t want another go.”
“Mmm...no. that was delicious.”

He yawns. I swear, food and sex are in the same wrinkle in his brain!

“Hold me, Richard.”

I’m yawning too.

“You wore me out, Luv. Mmm...but it was really good.”

He looks up at me. Precious sleepy blue eyes.

“I love you so much, Richard.”
“I love you too. And don’t wake me up early. I’m gonna need 10 hours’ sleep to recover from this.” (yawn)

“You got it.”
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