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Fun in the Sun
by Nina Hayes
Author's Note: I do not own Savage Garden nor do I own their band. They do not own me (although I wouldn't mind if they did!). I don't mean to offend ANYONE with this story. It was written at around midnight as a spur-of-the-moment kinda thing, finished in roughly two or three hours, and I just decided to keep it. Please, no lawsuits! And this is really the first fan fic I put some really…mature stuff, so pardon me if it kinda stinks (lol). Thanks!
P.S. This is partially inspired by J. Englishman's "Abused" and the infamous Moan ;)
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Chapter One
"I…am going…to die…of boredom!" Daniel whimpered. He was lying facedown on the pillow in his tour bus bunk, so his voice was muffled.
Almost everyone on the bus was the same. Anna was sitting at the little kitchen area with her head resting on the table. Ben was sprawled out on the floor at the end of the bus with his black cowboy had hung low over his face and his guitar case under his head, like a pillow. Karl was in his own bunk with his head resting on his crossed arms and poking out through the curtains. Lee was snoring away on the little couch with his arm drooped off the side and a magazine barely hanging between his fingers. Nicole was in her bunk, covering her head with a pillow. Why? Darren. He seemed to be the only one enjoying himself.
"Ooooh my gawd, Nikki! You just HAVE to read this! It says here…" and off he was. Throughout the whole trip, he had been reading a Garfield comic book and annoying everyone with his constant, "Oh, did you read this?" or "Ah, have you heard this joke?" It was driving everyone insane…almost as much as the boredom was!
"Oh blood hell, would you please put a lid on it, Daz?" Ben groaned, pulling his hat off and covering his face with it. Darren looked at him as a little kid would look at his mother when she took away his toys.
"But…oh, I'm sorry…I just…this is really funny, and you all look so bored…" he said in a dejected voice.
"It's alright, mate. We just want a little quiet time, alright?" Daniel said soothingly. He smiled very politely, but Darren just pouted and yanked the bunk curtain shut. Karl shrugged and let his eyes droop to a close.
~~ A little later ~~
"Hey, I know!" Anna said, sitting up. Karl, Daniel, and Lee all awoke with a jump at the highness of her voice. Ben raised a brow and took his hat off of his face.
"Whatever could you know?" Nicole sighed, dropping the magazine she stole from Lee.
"Let's go to the beach! This is supposed to be our weekend and we're just driving to another stupid, boring hotel. Let's stop over by a beach or something. It'll be sooo fun!" Anna giggled, clapping her hands. Everyone just gave her an odd look. Everyone but Darren, that is…
"Did I hear the word ‘beach'?" he asked, sliding out of the bathroom. He gave Anna a very hopeful look.
"You bet, hun. I say we go right now! I'm pretty sure there's one around here. We're by the bloody coast!" she said, standing up.
"YAY! Let's go to the beach! Let's go to the beach!" Darren chanted in a singsong voice, snatching up Anna and dancing around.
"Erm, okay, I guess we can. Let's ask the bus driver…" Daniel said a little uneasily, walking to the front of the bus. Secretly, he was hoping there wouldn't be a beach near-by.
"YAY!" Darren cheered again, doing a little dance. Everyone couldn't help but laugh at that.
A few moments later, Daniel came back with a rather disappointed look on his face. "There's a beach just a few minutes away," he said in a smug voice. "We should be there in no time."
"WOO HOO!" Lee cheered, jumping up out of his bunk. With his newfound energy, he managed to pack his stuff in no time at all! As bored as he was, he would never pass up a chance to scope the beach for some girls. The others laughed and packed their stuff too.
Chapter Two
"It is time Mr. Pasty got a tan!" Karl joked, shoving Darren out of the bus. He just laughed and adjusted his bag on his shoulder. Everyone piled out and eagerly ran for the sand. The only person lagging behind was Daniel. Yes, poor Daniel didn't like the beach. But in looking around, he found that this beach was sparsely populated. I guess it won't be too bad…
"C'mon, Danny boy! Move those scrawny legs of yours!" Nicole called. She ran over and grabbed his hand, then dragged him out to the others.
"Don't forget your suntan lotion, children!" Anna giggled, trying to sound motherly. Then she looked at Darren. "Especially you, you snowman."
"Okay, stop with the pale jokes, people!" Darren laughed, throwing a towel at Anna. Once everything was set up (and the lotion was applied) everyone ran for the water like mad monkeys in mating season. No really, it was a very amusing sight! Any on-looker could tell these poor souls don't get out a lot. Ben automatically devised a plan with Lee and soon they were scaring the hell out of the girls and throwing them around. Karl, Daniel, and Darren had gotten a foam football and were tossing it around and tackling each other mercilessly, screaming like madmen.
"I'm the king of the wooooorrrrlllldddd!" Daniel screamed, sitting on Karl's shoulders and throwing his arms up. Before he knew it, they were both sent flying into the water by the self-proclaimed, forever-reigning king of the ocean, Mr. Novak. Soon, when they were all spent, they retired to the sand, stretching out in the glorious afternoon sun. Hardly anyone was on the beach. Only a few couples and some very small groups of crazy people like them.
"Hey, I'm gonna go barbeque," Darren announced, climbing to his feet. Everyone exchanged worried glances. Darren was definitely not a master chef. In fact, last time he'd tried to cook, he nearly burned the bus down.
"Um. Okay? Be careful…" Karl said, laughing nervously.
"Oh, shut up, silly. I'm not that bad at this!" Darren pouted. Spoke too soon, Daz! Just as soon as he said that, a huge blaze of fire roared from the grill, causing him to jump ten feet in the air.
"HAHA! That's what you get, man," Daniel teased. He was soon on his feet and pushing Darren aside. "Let the master do the work!" Everyone laughed at this and kept chatting and whatnot.
~~ A little later ~~
"Food's almost ready, Dazza. Be back soon, alright?" Daniel said, patting his partner's back. The singer just nodded and mumbled something. Him and Lee had gotten into an argument because Lee had said something quite rude to Nicole. Of course, Darren had to say something, and that nearly caused a fight. So, he agreed to just go off and take a walk to cool down.
"Oh, Jonesy? Can you give me a few beers, too? It's pretty hot and they're the only things cold," he said softly. Daniel blinked and obliged slowly, handing him four. Everyone knows Darren hardly ever drinks.
"Um, okay, here you go. Just take it easy, mate," Daniel said, ruffling up Darren's hair. Darren just laughed lightly.
"I will, Dan," he said. Then Anna came bounding over.
"Oh, don't forget your suntan lotion, porcelain doll boy," she said in a cheery voice, handing him the bottle. He couldn't help but laugh at that. Giggling, he took the bottle and headed off. Time to think…time to relax…alone.
Chapter Three
"Holy shit, Daz!" a voice came from above. Darren blinked and opened his eyes, squinting a bit from the sun. The figure looking over-head was Ben.
"What, what?" the singer asked whilst sitting up, causing the guitarist to back off a little.
"You're already starting to burn. Did you put your sun lotion on, young man?" he said, sipping a beer he had stolen from Darren. There was only one left now.
"Aw, man! Are you serious? Where?" Darren asked, brushing the sand out of his lovely ebony locks.
"On your back and chest. You shoulda let us known that you couldn't get it on your back. Even I can't!" Ben giggled. Oh great, he's a bit tipsy. But not too much…
"I didn't really put too much anyway. Hey, can ya get it for me? I don't want to get burned," Hayes asked politely, handing the bottle to Ben.
"Sure, man. Sit with your back to me," he said, taking the bottle. Darren obliged. He shivered at the coolness of the white cream being smoothed onto his back. But was really that? Oh, Ben had such strong hands. Guitarist hands. Lovely.
"How's everything over there?" he asked, trying to clear the few wandering thoughts out of his head.
"Fine, man. Lee started with Nicole again but good old Dan sorted it out. He's the only one that Lee actually listens to," Ben explained, working on his friend's shoulders now.
"You should be a masseuse…" Darren half-mumbled to himself, closing his eyes.
"What's that?" Ben asked. Daz blinked, realizing his said that out loud.
"Erm, nothing. Just remembered something I have to do." God, why hadn't he noticed Ben was so…wantable?
"Okay, on your back, sonny," Ben suddenly ordered.
"I beg your pardon?" Daz asked, raising a brow and looking up at him, shielding the sun from his blue eyes.
"Lie down on your back…I have to get your chest, too."
"Um…I think I can get it myself…"
"Oh just shut up and do what you're told!" With that, Ben shoved Darren down onto his back. He was starting to think it wouldn't be such a big deal until this guitarist suddenly straddled his waist.
"BEN!!" he practically shrieked, wiggling under the heavy weight.
"Oh just calm down!" Ben laughed. "I'm not going to rape ya or anything." Then, he winked playfully. Darren grumbled and dropped his head, giving up reluctantly. Or was he just telling himself he was doing it reluctantly? Then, the same coldness he'd felt on his back came in contact with his chest. He let out a little gasp, and then covered his mouth.
"It's cold. That's all," he explained in answer to Ben's questioning look. Ben just shrugged then, and continued on.
Darren sighed and closed his eyes, waiting for it to be over but secretly hoping it wouldn't end so soon. Ben's hands were more than strong. So firm and smooth, pressing down ever so gently as they glided along Darren's baby-smooth, reddening skin. Before he knew it, there wasn't too much lotion left between his chest and Ben's delicious hands. He let this go on for just a moment longer and then he spoke.
"Um…Ben? Ya done there?" he asked a little nervously, peering up at the figure straddling his own. He found those chocolate brown eyes running over his upper-half with an almost fascinated look. Suddenly, he felt a chest press up against his.
"Have I ever told you how irresistible you are, Darren?" The words flowed from Ben's lips, which where brushing against his ear, and into the center of his brain, switching the alarm on.
"Ben…please, get up," he said, very uneasily. He started to wiggle out from under to stronger body, but two powerful arms pinned his down easily.
"Leaving so soon?" came that sensual voice. Two firm lips met his own, catching him off guard.
"BEN!" the singer wailed, pushing him away. He looked at him with a bewildered expression on his face.
"Daz, I'm sorry…I just…" Ben stammered, climbing to his feet. He started to walk off when Darren caught his arm and swung him around to face him.
"Hey…it's okay, mate," he said softly. He was standing a little too close.
"I just couldn't…stop myself. I'm so sorry," Ben continued to ramble, trying to walk past Darren. But Darren wouldn't let that happen. Each move Ben made, he was right in his face, but not saying anything at all.
"Shhhh…" he cooed, placing a finger on Ben's lips. Ben shuddered involuntarily at this.
"Oh, Daz…" he said at barely a whisper. Going against what his conscience was telling him, which was STOP, he leaned forward and brushed his lips ever so softly over Darren's. To his surprise, he didn't get a protest or a push away. He got a soft kiss in return. That sent butterflies all over his body.
"You are just as irresistible," Daz whispered as he broke this kiss. He reached out his strong arms and pulled Ben into a soft embrace, kissing him softly again.
Chapter Four
"How long does it take one person to walk their arse a couple of feet away and tell someone that lunch is done?" Daniel pouted, putting his hands on his hips. He looked rather silly in his apron and a spatula sticking out of his hand.
"Who knows? Maybe Darren started bitching at him too for ruining his beauty sleep," Lee mumbled. Karl smacked his arm lightly and gave him a "Shut the hell up before Dan gets mad again!" look. He just sighed and poked at his steak.
"Give them time. Darren might not want to come back," Nicole shrugged before taking a huge bite out of her hamburger.
Of course he didn't want to come back. At this point, him and Ben were down in the sand, their hands and lips all over each other. Ben remembered he had made a deal with one of his friends that he would definitely have something with one of the other band-mates. He definitely wouldn't mention this. But it was so good…
"Hey, careful how hard you're biting," Darren giggled.
"You mean like this?" Ben grinned. Then he softly nibbled at Darren's neck, causing the singer to giggle again. Their lips met once more and they began rolling together with their limps entwined, sand stuck between their two powerful bodies.
"Ow!" Darren hissed suddenly. "I just rolled over this beer can." He pulled the can out from under him.
"Hey, gimme that," Ben said, an idea sparking up in his head. He quickly snatched the can from his company's hand and got up. Darren started to protest and sit up but he quieted down as soon as the guitarist was back to straddling his lap. One of those lovely hands reached out and pushed him back down, then it brushed the sand off of his bare skin.
"Ben, what are you…eep!" The feeling of cold liquid spilling over his chest startled him.
Oh, but it was so worth what was going to happen. Like a little puppy, Ben started to lap the drink off of his chest, letting his tongue linger every once in a while. This feeling almost automatically aroused Darren, and he closed his eyes. More of the cool liquid was poured and the guitarist was back to cleaning it off, his tongue wandering up and down Darren's chest, teasing his nipples, and circling around that lovely bump in his throat. Both were enjoying this too much to speak. Some of the beer was poured unexpectedly into Darren's mouth, but soon Ben was there to drink that up too, his tongue swirling around Darren's in a sensual tango. But perhaps the time to speak did come, when a hand reached down and started to tug at Darren's shorts.
"Shh…don't worry, love…" Ben cooed, before Daz could get out his protest. Soon those shorts were down, exposing the luscious erection he had caused. He started to reach for it, then hesitated and looked at Darren.
"Oh yes, please…" he whispered, lying his head back and closing his eyes. With "permission", his hand, that Darren had become so fascinated with, coiled around the singer's cock. His hand was a bit cold from the can and this made Darren gasp. Then, he started to pump. Slow at first, then gaining speed as he went along. Darren was soon digging his fingers into the sand, overcome by how good this felt.
"Be ready," Ben said softly. He felt he should give Darren a warning before he poured the little bit of beer left all over his cock. Daz gasped a little, even though he had been ready. But what surprised him the most was the feeling of Ben's lips brushing against the tip softly. This caused his heart to speed up a little. Then the overwhelming feeling of Ben taking him in his mouth shot through his body. He'd experienced this before, but never from a man. The stronger tongue and lips. Perhaps not all men are like this, so he could never say it was purely man. But he could definitely tell it was so purely Ben. He even found the slight inexperience endearing, but other than that, he knew what he was doing. Oh god, did he know…
"Oh…oohhh, Ben…" he whimpered. He opened his eyes, only to meet those brown ones that were fixed so intently on him. The sight of that bleached blond head moving the way it was only enhanced the ecstasy he was quickly plunging into. He was so damn good…
On the other hand, back at the shaded area, the others were starting to get a little suspicious.
"Okay, think they ditched us completely?" Karl sighed, propping his elbow up on the table and resting his cheek on his palm.
"Probably. Damnit, there goes all this food," Daniel pouted, looking at the two plates at the end of the table that had food on them.
"Nah, they're not wasted. Just put the food into one of those plastic container things and we'll pack it up. If they ever come BACK!" Anna said, quite exasperated.
"Listen, I'm going to go look for them," Daniel sighed. He took his apron off and headed in the direction the two had gone earlier.
Chapter Five
"Ooohhhh…don't stop…please don't…" Darren moaned, grabbing hold of some bleached blonde locks. He was near the edge and Ben could tell. He didn't even care how extremely turned on he was at this point. He focused on Darren and Darren only.
Meanwhile, Daniel came skipping on down towards this, completely unaware of what he would witness. He was humming "Ease on Down the Road" and kicking the sand up. He paused a couple of times and turned out to the ocean, marveling in its beauty. He would close his eyes his eyes and take deep, deep breaths, wiggling his bare toes in the warm sand.
"Ooooh, lookit this shell!" he said to himself, picking up the pretty coral pink shell and examining it in awe. He was just taking his sweet time, letting his mind wander wherever it wanted to.
On the other side of laa-laa land, Darren was just about to lose it. He tried as much as he could to delay the moment, so he could just savor what was happening now. This whole new experience had opened his eyes to a whole new world. A world of feelings he had never felt before. A world of nothing but Ben. Their eyes were locked in a hypnotic gaze and Ben was steadily working Darren to the limits. His hands were caressing his thighs and everything essential around the organ he had locked between his sweet lips. Darren was moaning, begging for more, and bucking his hips, causing his cock reached the back of Ben's throat so suddenly that he gagged on it for a moment.
"Oh my…oh my god…oh, Ben!" Darren panted, pulling the guitarist's head down into his crotch more by the tuft of hair he had hold of. Ben was moaning against the throbbing goodness that invaded his mouth and throat more each time Darren bucked his hips. He managed to pull away a little, his tongue swirling around the head and down the shaft, until the whole thing plunged back in. The singer was nearly wailing, covering his mouth with his hand so he wouldn't arouse suspicious.
Oh no, of course Daniel didn't hear all of that as he approached. He was too far into laa-laa land to hear any of those manly grunts and moans. He'd break into chorus of random Oompa-Loompa song every once in a while, and then he'd go back to humming a completely different song. But perhaps he wasn't too dazed to see what he saw.
The second he caught sight of his two band-mates, Darren's eyes rolled back and he came hard. Yes, he came very hard. So hard that he thought he would never live through it. Moaning loudly and arching his back as far as he could, he exploded in Ben's mouth. The white cream came dripping down the sides of Ben's mouth, and he tried to get as much as he could. Darren was moaning a little less than quietly, his fingers digging into the sand as he came in waves. Ben was obediently lapping up all of his essence as he had lapped up the beer.
It wasn't until this cleaning process was done that Darren opened his eyes and noticed the tall blonde figure standing stiff as a board in the distance.
"Oh, fuck!" he mumbled. Quickly he stumbled to his feet and pulled his shorts back up. Ben gasped and scrambled up, needing the help of Darren. They started to walk towards their beloved Daniel (let's all note that they're holding hands...aw...) but he was too shocked to register that they were right there. His big green eyes were wide open and he was so pale, he looked like he'd seen a ghost.
"You…Ben…ground…eep!" he squealed. All went black for him and he fell to the ground.
~~ A little while later ~~
"Oh, there you guys are!" Nicole said in an exasperated voice. Darren and Ben were both dragging an unconscious Daniel to the others.
"Oh no, what happened?" Karl asked, standing up and rushing to their sides.
"He, uh, saw a dead…um…dog…" Darren said, trying to play it cool.
"Yeah. It was, uh, really nasty and the poor dude couldn't take it and…uh…he just went out like a light bulb!" Ben finished, nodding very emphatically.
"Ew, that's horrible. Let's get all this stuff into the bus and we'll stick Lee's socks under his nose," Anna said, standing up. Lee stood up too.
"Heyyyy…" he said helplessly, watching the others starting to clean up. When they were done, they all started to head for the bus.
"Hey, Benny?" Karl asked in an innocent voice. Ben blinked out of his daydream.
"Huh? Yeah? What's up man?" he asked, looking over his sunglasses.
"Um, you have this icky white stuff on the side of your mouth," he said. He couldn't help but laugh at Ben's face, and then he ran off into the bus. Ben laughed nervously and wiped at the side of his mouth.
"Let me get that for you…" Darren said, walking over to him. His soft pink tongue reached out and wiped up what ever was left there.
"Darren…" Ben said, smiling softly. He didn't care at this point if someone was watching. He took hold of his hand, gave him a little kiss, and they started for the bus, hand-in-hand.
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