Tears of Pearl

Daniel walked, whistling, up to Darren's front door. He knocked on the door and, after nothing happened, he knocked again. Still no one came. Puzzled, Daniel tried the door and it was unlocked.
'That's odd.' He thought as he walked into Darren's front hall.
"Darren? You here?" Daniel yelled. His shout echoed through the silent house and still no reply came. Daniel called again as he searched through the house. Finally he heard Darren in his bedroom. Daniel put his ear against the door and heard Darren shouting angrily in the phone then suddenly slamming it down. There was a moment of silence then he could hear Darren taking long, shuddering breaths. Daniel carefully eased the door open and found Darren sitting on the side of the bed with his head in his hands. Darren's head shot up when he realized Daniel had come in and he looked up at Daniel with glittering eyes, tears of pearl slipping down his face.
"Dar, whats the matter?" Daniel asked in surprise.
"Colby left me." Darren whispered in such a despairing tone that Daniel's heart went out to him. He wanted desperately to hold Darren but instead he sat beside him on the edge of the bed. Darren explained that he and Colby just had a huge fight over the phone and she wasn't coming back.
She-She said...I-I dont care enough...and I'm nev-never home...and th-that I'm a c-cold m-m-monster!" Darren looked so lost and bewildered that Daniel couldnt help but put his arms around him. Darren leaned against him and sobbed brokenly like a child, while Daniel rocked him back and forth, making soothing sounds. Finally the weeping subsided and Darren relaxed against Daniel, who tilted his chin up with a gentle hand.
"Feel better?" Daniel inquired, looking into Darren's bottomless grey-blue eyes. Darren nodded and managed a smile. Time seemed to freeze as the two men stared at each other. Then Darren moved his head up and gave Daniel a soft kiss. Daniel's arms tightened around Darren and he returned the kiss with urgency, sliding his tongue inside Darren's mouth. Darren sighed softly, wrapped his arms around Daniel's waist and pulled the both of them onto the bed. Daniel shifted his weight and pressed his hips against Darren's, feeling the mutual hardness between them. Darren pulled off Daniel's silver shirt while Daniel unbuttoned Darren's black jeans. Eventually they removed all their clothing and resumed kissing and caressing for a moment. Then Daniel began kissing his way down Darren's body until he reached between his legs. Daniel paused for a moment and grinned slyly up at Darren before lowering his head. Darrens eyes widened as he gasped, gripping the bed covers with his hands. As Daniel continued, Darrens muscles tightened and his back arched involuntarily. He uttered a low moan as Daniel slowly brought him almost to a climax and then teasingly paused. Darren grabbed Daniel's head and pulled him up for a fiercely deep kiss.
"Your kisses are like pearls." Daniel murmured. Darren chuckled softly as he pulled Daniel close and slid inside him. They lay against each other for a moment, enjoying the experience of such closeness. Then Darren turned Daniel on his back and began moving slowly back and forth. He continued his motions, slowly going faster and faster until they were both aching with pleasure. Soon the movement reached a feverish pitch as they both came. Daniel's eyes glazed over and he felt a low shout escape his lips. Darren made a sigh of utter contentment and reluctantly slid himself back out. The two mates snuggled against each other and Daniel put his arms around Darren protectively. Darren's eyelids started drooping and he tried to stifle a yawn. Daniel laughed and gave him a squeeze.
"Why dont you take a nap, Dar?" He asked, smiling. Darren smiled back sleepily and lay against Daniel's chest and listened to the lulling sound of his heartbeat. Soon Darren was drifting off into a contented snooze...

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Darren slowly came wake and opened his eyes. He noticed that the comforting warmth of Daniel beside him was gone. Darren sat up and looked around. His eyes lit upon a note on his dresser. The dark-haired lad grabbed a nearby black shirt and slipped it on as he got up out of the bed. Darren picked up the note and quickly read it:

Dar,
Thought it was best that I give you a bit of time to think. So when you wake up I'll be gone. Hope you feel better and perhaps we'll find out this was something more than two minds consensual.