"So, er, have you ever done this before?"

"Might have."

"What does that mean?"

"I've... I kissed a guy once."

"Once?" Daniel sat back, surprised. He'd hoped that Darren would be as innocent as he sometimes looked, but sometimes his smile and demeanour could almost scream sinner.

"Yeah," Darren blushed. "Is that... is that a disappointment to you?"

"No. No, definitely not," Daniel spluttered. "I... I kind of like that it'll be the first time for both of us. I just thought... you know, with what you said... that you'd been... you know..." he looked away, embarassed.

"You should know I'm all talk by now Danny," Darren whispered, cupping the blond's cheek and forcing him to look up. "I want to... I just never found the right person."

"Have you found the right person now?" The question was tentative, and Darren smiled at his partner's shyness.

"I think so."

Daniel swallowed deeply and nodded. "Kiss me?"

Darren leaned forward and pressed his lips to Daniel's, closing his eyes and feeling the tension drift out of his body as his partner accepted the embrace, and actually responded. This was beyond what he'd ever dreamed about. He tried not to let his surprise show as Daniel pushed him back onto the bed and lay on top of him, not breaking the kiss even once. Instead he wrapped his arms tightly around the guitarist and enjoyed the feeling of having his body pressed into the mattress by the delightful weight of the man above him.

Soon enough, he could feel Daniel's body responding to his light touches, and tried to restrain a groan of delight as he felt Daniel's erection grow and lengthen, pressing firmly into his leg.

"Danny, please... can I?" Darren couldn't wait any longer. He'd wanted this for so long, as cliché as that thought sounded.

"Can you...what?" Daniel looked unsure, a little confused as to what Darren meant. All of a sudden this was happening very quickly.

"Can I... erm... suck you off?"

"Oh." Daniel blushed again, which Darren found adorable. He really was as innocent as he appeared.

"If you don't want me to, you don't have to let me, but I'd really like to Danny, and I'd try to make it feel so good for you, I promise, but if you don't want to then that's cool with me," Darren soon realised he was rambling and grinned apologetically.

"I guess I'd better say yes," Daniel's mind was screaming as loud as it could, oh god yes, please, but he couldn't actually come out and say that, "you did say that it was only one of three ways to stop you talking."

"I did."

"So...?" The unspoken question hung in the air. This would change things. Things would be different. They both hoped, different in a good way, but that cloak of fear was there.

Taking a deep breath, Darren pushed Daniel from his comfortable position so that he was on his back with Darren kneeling above him. He sought approval, once again. Daniel nodded, eyes betraying both want and fear. The singer placed his hand on the soft skin of Daniel's stomach, relishing being able to finally touch the tanned skin in the way he wanted to. Gently he stroked the skin, while with his other hand he undid the button on Daniel's jeans, and slowly pulled the zipper down. His heart skipped several beats when Daniel lifted his hips to allow them to be pushed down to his ankles.

And there he was. Daniel, laid there in boxers and a t-shirt. As Darren had seen him a thousand times before, yet not. Darren slowly and carefully wrapped his hand around Daniel's very erect cock, caressing it through the soft material, wondering what it would feel like skin to skin.

Daniel could see the want in Darren's eyes, and the worry and fear. "Do it Darren," he closed his eyes and immersed himself in the sensation of having his best friend pleasure him.

Darren assented, touching Daniel's hip slightly so that he knew to lift up again. Slowly, Darren pulled the soft grey material away from Daniel's skin, pushing the boxers down to his ankles.

Darren bit his lip in joy and anticipation. He'd seen Daniel's cock before; sneaking glances when the guitarist hadn't known he was looking. But never like this. It looked inviting, it looked... big. Although Darren had received oral sex before, he'd never really considered what it would be like to give that pleasure, and all of a sudden he was nervous.

Tentatively, he positioned himself on his elbows and knees, so that his face was just above Daniel's cock. With a shy glance to Daniel, who had propped himself up so that he could watch, his tongue darted out and tasted the small amount of liquid that had gathered on the tip.

Daniel had to stop the involuntary reaction of his hips thrusting upwards towards Darren's mouth. The touch was good, but it was teasing, and Daniel wanted more.

"Please Darren," he smiled sweetly, then gritted his teeth to stop a scream leaving his lips as Darren decided there was only one way to do this. The singer had just taken as much of Daniel's cock into his mouth as he could manage, and the wet heat felt pretty damn incredible.

Inable to control his body, Daniel's hips thrust upwards, seeking more of that pleasure. Immediately Darren pulled back, and sat up, choking a little.

"I... I think I need to take it a little more slowly Danny," he whispered.

"Sorry," Daniel was mortified, and made to sit up, until Darren stopped his movement.

"Don't go away, just... I need to get used to this."

Daniel nodded and allowed Darren to go at his own pace, making a concerted effort not to seek more than Darren was ready to give. He watched the look of concentration on the singer's face as he started to lick and suck at his cock, this time slowly taking more and more of it into his mouth.

It was incredible. Darren could hear his partner keening and moaning, whispering his name over and over, and never had his name sounded so beautiful. He loved doing this, it felt like nothing else in the world. He knew that he wouldn't be far off climax himself soon, just being able to give Daniel such wonderful feelings was an unbelievable turn on.

Darren intensified his pace, knowing he wouldn't be able to hold off much longer. His hand fisted in the bedcover as the world disappeared and only the two of them existed, faster and faster until a white light flashed in Daniel's eyes and he came with a choking scream, Darren frantically swallowing as much as he could as he felt himself let go.

Once he was sure he could move, Darren sat up, and looked at Daniel cautiously. The guitarist just smiled and looked down at Darren's hand, which was still clenching the bedcover. But now, it was covered in Daniel's hand also. The gesture meant everything.

"Thank you."

Daniel blushed, "I should be thanking you."

"No... you know what I mean don't you? Thank you for all of this Danny. For knowing me better than I know myself. For making the first move. For not rejecting me, for being here, for..."

"Shhhh, it's ok," Daniel motioned for Darren to sit up on the bed next to him, taking the chance as Darren moved to kick off his boxers, jeans, shoes and socks. When Darren sat down he pulled him into an embrace. "I know, Darren. I know. Now shhh, or do I have to kiss you to make you keep quiet?"

Darren smiled in relief, "I think you need to kiss me," he laughed softly.

"Well I'll do just that then." Pulling him close, he did.