I Want You

by Mandy Moon



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"Daz, where's my guitar pick? You haven't seen it, have you?" called Daniel from his bedroom.
"What pick? You have millions," Darren replied.
"You know which one -- my lucky blue one that I've used in all our best stuff. You've done something with it, haven't you?!"
"Why Daniel, how very paranoid of you to think that," said Darren, walking into the bedroom. He had stuck the pick to his forehead and was trying to keep from laughing. Daniel looked up.
"Hey!" He moved to grab the pick but Darren dodged him and held the pick in his hand behind his back. Daniel lunged but succeeded only in toppling over and falling against Daz. The two laughed nervously. This isn't so bad, thought Dan, reluctantly standing up again.
Daz used this window of opportunity to slip the pick into his mouth. He bit on it and smiled at Daniel. Daniel cracked up.
"Don't eat it! It's good luck!" He made another attempt to steal it from Darren, who quickly closed his lips and backed into the wall. He was trapped now – conveniently, it seemed.
"Come on, silly. Give it back." Daz shook his head and kept his mouth closed tightly.
"Come on. Please." Daz didn't move. Daniel stood for a moment and looked at Darren, still smiling. Suddenly he leaned forward and kissed him. A tiny sigh escaped Darren's lips, followed by, "Mmm ..." He gently pushed the guitar pick into Dan's mouth with his tongue. Daniel pulled away and spit out the pick onto the bed. He then returned to kissing Daz. So this is what he wanted ... Daniel put his arms around Darren and held him close. Daz ran his fingers through Dan's hair and moaned softly -- Finally, he thought, as Dan pushed his hips into Darren's. He pushed harder, and positioned himself with one of his legs between Daz's thighs. Feeling a hardness, Daz began to make strange desperate cries, kissing Daniel's neck, wishing their clothes weren't in the way.
They separated briefly to pull off their shirts and jeans, tossing every piece of their clothing onto the floor. Darren lay down on Daniel's bed and Dan climbed on top of him. He proceeded to kiss all the way down his chest, to his stomach, licking slowly between his legs. Daz could've screamed – so he bit his finger and made a kind of stifled whimpering noise instead. Daniel could tell how close to climax Daz was, so he stopped sucking him and straddled him with ease, carefully pushing himself deeply inside of Darren and moving back and forth. He leaned forward and kissed Darren's lips again, breathing uneven, and tugged on his earring with his teeth. Daz murmured breathlessly, "I've wanted you ... for so long. I've wanted you." They came, closely enough to say simultaneously, both crying out in ecstasy, and collapsed kissing. Dan pulled away and fell back on the pillows to catch his breath.
"You are so inspiring, said Darren. "You know I've always wanted to do that." Dan smiled. "I know. Me too." He sighed. "And our legions of fans haven't a clue about it."


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