Take a shower with me?'
'Okay...Yes, okay.'
Chris was too turned on to feel embarrassed. He was standing in the bathroom clad only in his boxer briefs, his rock hard erection leaking into his underwear badly. Darren was in the same state of dress, looking over at Chris' cock, smirking at the huge wet patch in Chris underwear.
Despite being watched by Darren, Chris couldn't help palming himself through his underwear as he stared at the outline of Darren's rock hard cock in his boxers.
Darren set the shower going. "Come 'ere," he said gently to Chris, moving a step closer.
"Ugh, I hate you," Chris muttered, not caring that he was still touching himself.
"Well, I beg to differ on that." Darren's voice was gravelly as he closed the distance. He batted Chris' hand away from his cock and hooked his thumbs in the waistband of Chris' boxers, easing them over his dripping erection and sliding them down, making sure to skim his hands over Chris' ass cheeks as he did so.
Chris barely remembered how he got in the shower, but before he knew it he was pressed against the cold tiles, shower water raining down, moaning into Darren's mouth as Darren fisted his cock with one hand and massaged his balls with the other - all at a torturously slow pace. All Chris could do was stand with his legs spread for better access, hanging onto Darren's hair and moan like he'd never moaned before. He gave up trying not to thrust up into Darren's fist, any decorum he felt he had, long gone.
Darren deepened the kiss, picking up speed as his hand continued to pump Chris' cock, applying more pressure to his balls as he rolled them in his fingers. Chris pulled out of the kiss, panting heavily as he rested his forehead on Darren's shoulder. He felt the familiar swirl in his stomach, knowing he was going to come embarrassingly quickly. His toes locked as he tried to hold back his thrusts just to last a bit longer - but to no avail. In the end he just groaned into Darren's shoulder and thrusted harder than ever into Darren's fist like the adolescent schoolboy he felt he'd turned into. Darren soothingly saw him through as he came hard over Darren's hand. Darren rubbing his back gently as Chris flopped against him.
Out of the corner of his eye, through his haze, Chris saw Darren fist himself a couple of times before he too came. Chris felt Darren shudder as he tipped over the edge, but he was honestly too far gone to take much notice.
"Darren," Chris managed to gasp eventually, still leaning against him. "Darren, Darren. ... Sorry."
Chris felt Darren shake his head, as they still stayed pressed together, "no," he said breathily. "No.. That was SO hot, so so hot." Darren snuck a glance up at Chris, "you're so sexy. That was so good." He pressed their lips together, running his hand through Chris' hair.
It was only as they both came down from their high, that they really noticed the shower still pouring down on them.
It was probably time to finish off before the water got cold!
Chris never imagined in his wildest dreams that he would be eating pizza, naked in his bed with Darren. After their shower earlier, they were both ravenous - so Chris had ordered a takeaway.
While they were waiting for their delivery, Darren had wandered into the kitchen to make them both a coffee. It was a wonder they actually got any coffee, as having spotted Darren's naked coffee making, Chris really couldn't leave him alone. He knew he was being ridiculous but now he had morphed into a sex mad monster, he couldn't stop himself.
Darren mumbled something about 'dangerous' and 'boiling water', but Chris just wanted to touch. In the end Darren had told Chris he was going to have be very strict with him before one of them got scalded. Before Chris knew what was happening, Darren had moved so he was behind Chris, lifted Chris' right leg up very high, bent at the knee and firmly spanked Chris' right buttock. The smack reverberated around the silent apartment.
"Ouch,"
Chris had retreated to the bedroom in shock, sporting one bright red buttock.
When Darren arrived in the bedroom carrying the coffees, Chris was admiring Darren's handiwork in the mirror. Darren raised his eyebrows at Chris as he handed him his coffee. Chris smiled sheepishly at him.
Now Chris was sitting eating, he could still feel the glow from Darren's hand on his backside. Chris thought he'd wait until they'd finished eating before he told Darren how much he'd enjoyed being chastised. Perhaps he could be naughty and get another telling off. He could feel his cock twitching at the thought - it was such a giveaway being naked. He tried to think of something else, difficult in their current 'no clothes' situation.
Chris hadn't really counted on the fact that Darren knew him so well he could read him like a book.
"So," Darren said slowly as he finished his pizza, " I take it you liked your little punishment earlier?"
Chris blushed, giving Darren a shy smile. "Maybe." He shrugged nonchalantly. Chris decided to abandon his last few mouthfuls of pizza. Somehow getting pleasured in the shower by his best friend seemed to have given Chris a confidence he didn't realise he could possess, even just 12 hours before. He straddled Darren's lap, their half hard erections rubbing deliciously against each other.
Chris dipped in for a kiss, dueling his tongue with Darren's. "Why have we not done this before?" Chris panted as they came up for air.
"Hmm," Darren hummed as Chris reached between them to swirl his thumb persistently around the tip of Darren's cock. "I think.." Darren groaned mid sentence, "it's.. prob..ably..better. Because. We. Waited.. Ugh, god Chris."
Chris gave Darren a look of pure innocence, trying to ignore the feel of Darren's hands massaging his ass cheeks that were spread across Darren's lap. 'No good. No good. He couldn't do it.' He rested his forehead against Darren's. "I think I owe you a little favour," Chris whispered, slowly grasping Darren's erection.
"Chris... Chris..Oh God Chris," Darren chanted in a choked voice, as he lay on his back desperately trying not to buck his hips too hard into the gorgeous mouth that was surrounding his cock. Darren's fingernails dug into Chris' shoulders, trying to ground himself as Chris bobbed his head up and down, humming and swirling his tongue around his cock.
Chris knew he was driving Darren crazy, and he was loving it. This beautiful man was repeating his name like a mantra, spreading his quivering thighs just for Chris. Chris ran his hands firmly up the inside of those gorgeous, sexy thighs at a slow teasing pace, causing an obscene groan from Darren's beautiful pouty lips. Chris took Darren deeper, letting him fuck his mouth with erratic thrusts. He glanced up at Darren, meeting the hazel eyes that were watching him. He moved his hand to lay on Darren's chest, reassuring him as his other hand rolled Darren's balls causing him to cry out. Darren came without warning, covering Chris' hand on his chest with his own. Chris swallowed around him, pulling off to allow Darren to taste himself in a sloppy kiss as he came down from his orgasm.
"Wow.. that was amazing", Darren panted, when he was eventually able to gather enough breath to talk. "Let me take care of you."
Chris smirked, "no need." He pressed his softened cock against Darren's thigh. "It seems I really am behaving like a teenage boy,"
"Hmm." Darren traced his hand lightly over Chris' still slightly sore ass cheek. " I think I saw a bit of your teenage boy behaviour earlier as well."
Chris bit his lip. "I don't know if I should be embarrassed to say", he whispered, "...but, I know I kind of played it down a bit earlier, but I was just so turned on by that. I mean.. I don't know that I'd want it all the time or anything.." He stopped, suddenly feeling a bit shy, which was ridiculous considering everything they'd been doing.
"Hmm.. I'll remember that!"
Chris had absolutely no idea what time it was - and to be honest he couldn't care less. His legs were thrown over Darren's shoulders and he was currently crying out in ecstasy as Darren thrust 3 fingers in and out of him, curling round to hit his prostrate time after time. His cock was dripping, his balls were aching but he just wanted more.
Darren leaned in for a kiss, crashing their mouths together, not missing a stroke with his fingers. "God Chris, you're gorgeous like this," Darren panted. "I think I could come just by watching you."
Chris reached up grabbing either side of Darren's face. "I'm ready ... Please Darren. I need you now. Pleeease," he begged.
This had been going on for quite a while now, and basically Chris didn't know why he was bothering to beg. He'd already tried it once and had been firmly told 'no' and 'to be patient'. Darren had then preceded to tease him, lightly stroking his cock and massaging his balls until he was a thrashing mess on the bed.
"For fuck's sake Darren." Chris growled. "Don't tease me, pleease."
Darren smirked reaching for the condom beside him, not taking his eyes off of Chris. " I love it when you're bossy," he commented, ignoring Chris' huff of frustration. He pulled his fingers out of Chris carefully, leaving him feeling desperately empty, but at the same time giddy with anticipation.
Chris heard the distant sound of Darren opening the foil wrapper of the condom. His hole involuntarily twitching as he saw Darren rolling the condom over his purpling erection. The lube cap snapped open - god, Chris was desperate for this. "Darren... I'm sooo desperate ..pleeeease." He wasn't lying either, he'd never felt so desperate for anything or anyone in his entire life.
"Okay," Darren soothed, giving in. Chris gave an audible sigh of relief as Darren leaned in to give him a chaste kiss. "Relax darling, let me take care if you." Chris felt his heart swell with the term of endearment, but before he'd had a chance to dwell on it, Darren had lined up the blunt head of his cock against Chris' hole, and Chris could think of nothing else. "Ready?" Darren asked softly, looking him in the eyes. "We can stop any time."
Chris nodded for Darren to continue, unable to coherently say anything.
Darren pushed a little way in to give Chris time to adjust, fisting his cock lazily as a distraction from any initial discomfort. "Okay?" Darren breathed.
Chris nodded, pulling Darren's head down for sloppy kiss. "More," Chris said in a whisper against Darren's lips.
Darren pushed in further burying himself balls deep inside Chris. They both stilled themselves, waiting for Chris to get used to the feeling. Darren ran his thumb over the tip of Chris' cock, spreading the pre- come down the length. "I'll come if you keep doing that," Chris panted, batting Darren's hand away.
"Sorry.. "
"S'okay," Chris gasped, "I'm trying and failing to keep some control of myself here.. You can move now..."
Darren pulled back, thrusting deep into Chris. They both cried out as Darren picked up speed, crashing their lips and tongues together every few thrusts. Chris moaned loudly as Darren changed his angle slightly, hitting Chris' prostrate with each thrust. "Fuck," Chris shouted, completely giving up trying to restrain himself. "I'm going to come so hard...fuck..Darren."
Chris gave himself over, turned his head to one side and came harder than he'd ever come in his life - long white streaks covering them both.
Darren covered Chris' mouth with his own, moaning wantonly as he followed Chris, shuddering as he came into the condom.
"I love you."
"I love you too."
Darren grabbed a couple of bottles of water from the fridge. It was only 6am, too early for coffee, but after the night he and Chris had had they definitely needed some hydration.
The last 24 hours had been an amazing whirlwind. He'd thought he and Chris would take things slow once they had established they were in the same page, relationship wise. But that realistically was never going to happen. Months of sexual tension had come spilling out, and damn, it had all been so good.
Darren smiled to himself. It seemed the dynamics of his and Chris' relationship hadn't really changed - they'd just added a new dimension to it. Chris hadn't hesitated in bitching him out when he felt the need, no matter what compromising positions they'd been in. Darren hadn't realised how much he'd love 'bitchy' Chris with his legs wrapped around Darren's neck. It was early days - but Darren actually felt excited for the future. He really felt like this could be 'it'.
Darren quickly checked his phone on the kitchen counter before heading back to the bedroom. A missed call from Ryan - God did that man never take a holiday! He made a mental note to call him back later. It was too early to phone now, and anyway there were more pressing needs in a bedroom not far from here.
Chris was in a playful mood when Darren went back in the bedroom. Having woken with an early morning boner (a miracle considering how many times Chris had come in the last few hours), Chris had proceeded to stroke himself languidly awaiting Darren's return.
"You're going to be the death of me," Darren sighed, leaning down to take Chris' erection into his mouth.
Darren missed his phone ringing again in the kitchen