"Another beer!" Daniel shouted to the waitress. He hugged the blonde guy right next to him, pinched him playfully on the side. "And then it's off to bed..."

The young man grinned and put his hand on Daniel's thigh. "Can't wait..."

They exchanged a long look and Daniel licked his lips. "Maybe we should skip the beer..."

 

He looked up to Darren who was about to leave.

"Hey, Daz, it's not even midnight..."

Darren smiled sadly. "Sorry, Dan... I'm a little tired... See you at breakfast..."

 

He left the hotel bar, headed for the elevator to the rooms.

The blond guy frowned. "Anything wrong with him?"

Daniel sighed. "His boyfriend left him last month and he still has not got over him... Yes, sometimes life is hard, Kevin..."

"It's Steven, Dan. Not Kevin."

Daniel chuckled. "Oops, sorry, I'm always bad at remembering names..."

"How long were they together, Darren and his boyfriend?"

Daniel groaned. "Nearly one year. Can you believe this? That's like... eternity... Imagine, that's like a... marriage..." He spat out the word like it was something disgusting.

Steven shuddered. "Horrible. I never was with a guy more than a month. You?" Daniel laughed. "I don't think I ever managed a month... Longest was three weeks, shortest... Mmmm... Five minutes, I think..." They both burst laughing.

Daniel stretched. "So what do you think about celebrating our last night before we move the tour overseas tomorrow?"

Steven got up from his bar stool. "Let's go upstairs.. I know a way to celebrate..."

 

In the elevator they kissed hungrily.

"Will you call me next time you're in town?" Steven gasped between two kisses.

"Yeah, sure..."

"Liar..."

"Naaa, maybe I really call you... The last two days were fun..."

Steven grinned. "You mean, the last two nights..."

 

They stumbled into Daniel's hotel room, locked the door. With a deep sigh Daniel leaned against the door, opened his pants. "Come on..."

Beaming with expectation he watched Steven dropping to his knees.

Steven began to pull down Daniel's pants. "I'm gonna suck you like..."

"Shhh."

"What?"

"Shh. Don't you hear that?"

They stayed silent.

Steven listened.

"There's someone crying. Next door or so."

Daniel pulled up his pants. "That's Darren's room..." He sighed. "He really should get over this guy..."

"Dan... Have you and Darren.. I mean..."

Daniel rolled his eyes. "Oh, God, no... We are friends and band mates,  it would be a total chaos if we spent not only our days, but also our nights together... And Darren looks for a long term relationship, exactly what I hate... No, no, we made it clear from the beginning, no sex..."

He looked at Steven apologising. "Let's skip the celebration, yes? I think I have to look after Darren..."

Steven tried hard to hide his disappointment. "No problem..."

A quick kiss.

Daniel smiled. "I'll call you..."

 

"Yeah, sure you'll call..." Thought Steven when he left the hotel. "Very easy for you to call me without asking me for my phone number..."

 

Daniel knocked softly at Darren's door. "Dazza?"

No answer. Just sobs.

He tried the door knob. Open.

 

Darren was lying on his bed, still fully dressed. Lying on his side, knees drawn to his chest, crying.

Silently Daniel closed the door, locked it. Sat down on the bed.

When he reached out to touch his shoulder, Darren literally jumped up, turned his head.

"Dan!"

His eyes were red and swollen, the pillow wet with tears.

Daniel looked at him helpless. "Darren, what can I do for you.."

Darren shook his head. "Just leave me alone... You have much better company in your room.."

"I sent Kev... Eh, Steven away. I was worried about you."

Darren could not help but smile. "Kevin was the dark-haired guy last week, am I right? You should call them all just 'Baby' or so..."

Daniel laughed, pulled Darren close. "You're my baby now. I'll rock you to sleep if it helps, please stop crying..."

At these words the tears were running down Darren's face again. "Dan, I miss him so much..."

"Yes, Daz, but you'll find someone new... Or was he THAT good..."

Darren freed himself from Daniel's embrace." Damn, all you can think of is sex... I miss him because I love him... And he loved me..."

"Yeah, sure, that's why he cheated on you with this guy from the ice cream parlour... Because he loved you so much... Oh, no, Daz, please, I'm sorry, no, don't cry again..."

 

He sighed. "You feel too much... Why don't you just do what I do, look for a nice guy, have fun and then it's 'Bye Bye' before it gets serious..."

"Dan.."

"Yes?"

"Have you ever been in love? I mean, really in love?"

 

Daniel smiled. "No. And I don't think I've missed anything. I mean, look at me. I just dropped Steven- hey, see, I remember his name... And I am happy! And look at you... Sooo in love and sooo miserable..."

He pulled Darren close, stroked his hair.

"He was not worth your love. You deserve someone better, much better, and you will find him."

He kissed Darren on the cheek. "Come on... Smile..."

Playfully he let his fingers trail down Darren's chest, began to tickle him, grinned.

"Ah, see, now you smile..."

Darren turned his head, sighed. "You are my best friend, do you know this?"

Daniel smiled. "And you are my best friend.."

 

He bent forward, kissed the tip of Darren's nose.

A long look.

Daniel bent forward again, placed a soft, short kiss on his lips.

Darren swallowed hard. "Dan..."

"Shhh..."

 

Daniel kissed him again, longer this time. Tasted the salty tears, felt the warm, full lips, let his mouth wander over Darren's jawline to his ear.

"I want to make you forget your sadness tonight..." He whispered,  pulling him closer.

"I know you are not the guy for a one-night stand... And I know we said we would never do this... But, please..." Another soft kiss. "Let me comfort you tonight. No questions asked tomorrow, no obligations."

 

Tears were running down Darren's face. He knew Daniel really thought it would help, but he knew it would only make things worse. He would not be able to forget tomorrow what was about to happen now. Daniel would.

He had to say no. And Daniel would understand it.

But he felt so lonely. And it felt so good, the way Daniel held him, kissed him.

He wrapped his arms around Daniel's body.

"Help me make it through the night..." He whispered.

 

Daniel kissed his tears away. "I will..." He whispered. "Let me just... Please you..."

His mouth wandered over Darren's neck, down his shirt. Pulled it from his pants, kissed his chest.

"Close your eyes and relax... Just relax, Dazza..."

 

Slowly he opened Darren's zipper, pulled down the pants. He rubbed his nose on the growing hardness in Darren's boxers.

"Let me do it... Nothing more, I promise... I want nothing more from you..."

He freed his erection from the restraining fabric, kissed it.

Darren closed his eyes. He would regret this in the morning. He would...

"Ah... Ahhh!!!"

 

Last year... In London... This guy from the record company, Spike.... Daniel and Spike hadn't left the hotel room for one and a half days... And when Daniel dropped him after another two days, Spike cried for hours totally drunk on Darren's shoulder, telling him every little detail he had loved so much on Daniel's body, and especially all the things Daniel was so good at. Darren had tried to tell him that he really was not interested to know, but it was no use. And he remembered that Spike had told him at a minimum of five times what was Daniel's best skill.

 

He grabbed the headboard for support.

Spike had been right.

 

With closed eyes Daniel let his tongue run softly along the length of Darren's erection. He smiled when he noticed Darren's moans, his pleasure. He wanted it to be perfect for his friend.

Darren's hand stroked his hair softly, and the other hand searched for his fingers, entwined them.

And Daniel did not know why, instead of speeding up his movements, he slowed down. Let his lips wander over Darren's hard cock, licked him tenderly, carefully. Suddenly he felt like taking part in a movie in slow motion.

And it was good. He felt that it was good for Darren, but it was also good for him. Not the usual ecstasy, building up fast, climaxing in screams and groans... No. It was different.

And good.

 

Even when Darren finally came, it was slow, nearly calm. His hand pressed Daniel's fingers, the other hand grabbed his hair softly without pulling it, and he let out little, faint moans.

 

Daniel let out a deep sigh and lay still, his cheek rested on Darren's groin. It was a wonderful, peaceful feeling.

After a while he crawled slowly upwards until he was face to face with Darren. Darren looked at him with dark, large eyes, caressing his face.

"Thank you..."

They kissed, and again this strange, warm, feeling swept over Daniel.

"I'll let you sleep now..." He whispered. "Do you want me to go?"

 

Darren's hands wandered under his shirt, pulled it up. Without saying a word he helped Daniel undress it, then he opened his pants, pushed them down.

Crossing his legs behind his back, he pressed Daniel's hips with both hands between his parted thighs, pulled him close until Daniel's cock touched his opening.

 

"Sure?" Daniel whispered.

Darren nodded slowly.

They held each other so close that Daniel did not dare to break the contact to look for any kind of lube. He brought two fingers to Darren's lips, and Darren slowly sucked them in. When he let his tongue swirl around them, never letting his eyes leave Daniel's face, a shuddering moan escaped Daniel's lips. His cock twitched, pressed against Darren's opening.

With his wet fingers he carefully prepared Darren, massaged him, rubbed his opening, then guided his cock into the right position.

 

They kissed deeply, and when Daniel pushed in a bit, his breathing went faster and faster until he had to break the kiss to gasp for air. Shivering he buried his face in Darren's neck.

Darren stroked his back soothingly.

"Danny..."

Daniel shook his head. "I... I feel like..." He laughed nervously. "Oh God... Like it's the first time..."

"Maybe because it is... Our first time..."

 

Daniel closed his eyes, pushed in more.

Darren moaned. "Oh, Dan..."

Daniel wrapped his arms around Darren's neck.

"Am I hurting you..." He whispered.

"No... Go on..."

Slowly Daniel pulled out, and then, in a swift and careful move, he pushed his cock in all the way.

In reply Darren pulled him even closer, whispering Daniel's name over and over again, his lips touching Daniel's ear.

"What is this..." Daniel whispered. "I feel like I have a bunch of butterflies in my stomach..."

"I don't know..." Whispered Darren back. "Must be infectious, I feel them too..."

They began to build up a very slow rhythm, both moving their bodies in dazzling, soft harmony.

Darren smiled. "No butterflies with your last lover?"

Daniel let out a deep, shuddering breath.

"Dazza..."

"Yes, Baby..."

"Never..."

"What..?!"

"I... Never... Felt... This way..."

"Oh God... Danny..."

 

It was late at night. Maybe it was already dawning, they did not know, and did not care.

Fingers running through wet hair, bodies glistening, close to steaming. They had managed to get rid of their remaining clothes, making love now both completely naked.

Never hurrying, never increasing the pace. Their lips swollen from deep and lustful kisses they could not stop exchanging. Soft moans, fingertips caressing wet skin. Strong hands on sweaty buttocks, massaging, pressing.

 

Daniel's hot breath brushed over Darren's shoulder. "Darren..."

"Danny..."

"I... I can't..."

Daniel shivered. He felt the sweat on his back become cold, and from time to time his view seemed to cloud.

Darren stroked his hair.

"Let it out, Danny. Come."

"But.. I dont want it to... end..."

 

Darren brought his lips to Daniel's ear.

"We could do it again tomorrow..." He whispered.

Daniel held his breath. Then his muscles contracted.

"Oh... Oh God..." He pushed in deeply. "Oh my God..." He let out a faint whimper.

"Dazza... Hold me... Please hold me..."

"I'm here.. I have you..."

Darren held him close when Daniel came over and over again, his body convulsing, tears running down his face.

 

And he still held him close in his arms when Daniel cried openly, overwhelmed and exhausted. He dried his face with his shirt, rocked him softly in his arms.

"Shhh... It's alright, Baby... It's alright..."

He, too, was close to collapsing. He had stopped counting how often he had come while having Daniel inside, how often Daniel had pushed him over the edge with his moves, his kisses, his whispers.

He pulled the blanket back from the floor, wrapped it around both of them.

Daniel was whispering incomprehensible words Darren could hardly hear.

"I never felt this way... It felt so good... So good inside..."

 

They looked into each other's eyes, satisfaction mixed with confusion.

Daniel kissed Darren again.

"They are still here..." He whispered.

"Who?"

"The butterflies... They are here even when I just kiss you... What does this mean..."

Darren smiled, his face mirroring the bliss inside his healed heart.

"You'll find out, Danny... You'll find out..."