The Movie in My Mind by Stina

With a sigh of relief Daniel closed the door.

"Phew! Never again shopping on a Friday evening!!"

Darren placed the paper bags on the kitchen table. "That was pure horror... I can't believe the old lady tried to steal our shopping cart.."

Daniel rolled his eyes. "And I can't believe I didn't see the stop-sign... I'm getting close to losing my driver's licence.. Our luck that this policeman did have a good day.. First I thought he would arrest me right away..."

Darren grinned. "Yes, he was nice. Although he looked rather scary up first..."

He began to empty the bags and fill the fridge.

"So, let's see, what's for dinner?"

"Time for bed, Baby!" Darren nudged Daniel softly when the credits of the movie they were watching scrolled over the TV screen.

Daniel opened his sleepy eyes. "Mmm... Who did it?"

"The butler. He killed the lawyer because..." He smiled. "Ah, Danny, why should I tell you, you slept nearly the whole movie... Come on... You're first to go to the bathroom..."

They cuddled close in their bed. Darren kissed softly Daniel's lips. "Good night, Darling..."

Daniel's hands trailed slowly down Darren's body. "Mmm... I'm not THAT tired..."

Darren raised his eyebrows. "Oh, this sounds good..."

They deepened the kiss and Darren moaned softly when Daniel stroked his fast growing erection.

"Mmmm... Who's on top?"

"You are..."

Daniel turned around to lie on his back, pulling Darren with him. He crossed his legs behind Darren's back, grabbed his hips.

"Take me.." He whispered.

Darren reached over to open the drawer of the nightstand to take the lube.

Daniel closed his eyes, shook his head. "No... Just take me..."

Darren kissed his trembling lips.

"As you wish..."

He pressed his hard cock against Daniel's opening, pushed inside a bit.

Daniel's face twitched. "Ahhh... Oh, no..."

"Baby, shouldn't I..."

As an answer Daniel grabbed his buttocks, pressed him to his body, encouraging him to continue.

Darren bit his lip when he watched Daniel's closed eyelids flutter, saw the pain on his face. He pulled out a bit, pushed in again.

Daniel let out a lustful groan. "Aaahhh... Oh, no!"

Darren felt Daniel's tight muscles close around his cock, making him even harder. He didn't want to hurt Daniel, but he couldn't help it, lust made him shove his cock deep inside. Daniel clutched his hips, digging his fingernails painfully deep into Darren's skin.

Darren jumped. "Oh, shit, Dan..."

He pulled Daniel closer, feeling his stiff cock trapped between their bodies. He pushed now inside with long, hard strokes, felt Daniel's body response, join his rhythm.

Daniel bent his head back, his eyes closed, his flushed face mirroring the lust and the pain.

"No... Oh no..."

He cried out and then his body convulsed, spilling hot liquid between their bodies. His muscles clamped Darren's cock so hard that he sent him over the edge, too.

Panting heavily, Darren rolled on his back.

"Oh my God, Danny, wow..."

Slowly Daniel opened his eyes.

"Phew..."

Darren grinned, kissed his cheek. "You... You... Tiger..."

Daniel chuckled.

Darren stroked his hair softly for quite a long while, watching Daniel fall asleep.

Thoughtfully he turned off the light.

The next morning they sat at the breakfast table. Daniel was sipping his coffee, Darren had his head hidden behind the morning newspaper.

"Danny?"

"Yes?"

"Have you read what they wrote here?"

"Well, since you haven't given me a single sheet of the paper, how should I?"

"It's very interesting, they made a survey, and it came out that from time to time 80% of the population..."

He bent down one corner of the newspaper, peeked at Daniel.

"... 80% of the population think about someone else than their partner while having sex."

He watched Daniel's face, smiled satisfied.

'Gotcha.' He thought.

Daniel blushed. "Oh.. Oh, yes?"

He tried to avoid Darren's eyes. "Can.. Can I have a part of the paper now?"

He grabbed the sheets with the property market advertisements and literally hid behind.

He heard Darren rustle with the paper, putting it aside, standing up.

He looked up shyly. Darren was standing beside him, reaching out his hand.

"Come with me, Danny."

Daniel took his hand, followed him, head down.

They sat down on the sofa. Darren put his fingertips under Daniel's chin, lifted it.

"Look at me, Baby."

He smiled.

"Okay, if later you'll check the rest of the morning paper, you won't find the article with the survey."

He grinned when he saw Daniel's puzzled face.

"I read that two months ago in some women's magazine while I was waiting in the barber shop. I just wanted to make things a bit easier for you."

He stroked Daniel's hands softly.

"Danny, about last night... I just felt you were somewhere else. Or, let's say, with someone else. It scared me a bit. Only a bit, because I never noticed it before, and so I don't think that when we make love, that you always think about someone else."

Daniel shook his head. "No, never, Daz. I... Oh God, this is so embarrassing..."

Darren spread his arms and Daniel snuggled up to him.

"I... It was not that I planned to think about... I suddenly had this image in my mind and..."

Darren held him close. "It's okay, Danny. I just felt.. How can I say it... We made love, and you kept your eyes closed all the time and I knew you were not... With me, I felt..." His voice became small. "Alone..."

Daniel tenderly kissed his hand. "I am so sorry... I promise it won't happen again... At least I'll... try..."

"Danny, would you tell me.. I mean... You don't have to..."

Daniel buried his face at Darren's shoulder.

"No, Daz, you would think I'm.. perverted or so.."

Darren chuckled. "Remember, I'm the perverted one in our relationship. I won't let you claim this title from me..."

They both laughed, relieved.

Daniel sighed. "Okay. It was... Oh no... I can't..."

"Danny..."

Another deep sigh.

"You remember yesterday... We went shopping..."

Darren grinned.

"The old lady?"

He received a playful punch in his waist. "Hey, I'm not that perverted..."

Darren held his breath.

"Ah! The policeman!!"

"Mmm.."

"Oh, tell me..."

He let his fingers trail down his back when Daniel began to talk.

"When we watched that boring movie last night, my mind drifted off and I remembered how he stopped us... And I began to fantasise...

He didn't stop us in the city, but on a desert highway. And I beg him not to withhold my driver's licence... And he offers me a deal... He'll let me keep it if I let him... Oh, Daz, do you really want to hear..."

Darren swallowed hard. "I think this is getting... Quite.. Interesting... Go on."

"Okay... If I let him... fuck me... And I beg him not to do it... I say that no one has ever... He handcuffs you to the policecar, he wants you to watch... I have to pull down my pants and he pushes me back on the car hood... And then he takes me and it hurts... And I beg him to stop... But he fucks me hard... And deep..."

Daniel's voice becomes a whisper. "... And then I love it... And it is so... Thrilling... That you watch..."

Darren's breath was fast and shallow. "Oh God, Daniel.. This is so exciting... Why haven't you told me..."

He brought his lips to Daniel's ear.

"Last night... I would have blindfolded you... Instead of doing it in the bed I would have taken you to the garage... To our car... Instead of just thinking it, you would have had to beg me not to fuck you... I would have said: Choose it, Mr. Jones, one long month without a driver's licence or five short minutes of pain... You would have said: Oh, no, officer, please..."

Daniel put his trembling hand on Darren's lips. His eyes were large and dark.

"Can we go to the garage now? And quick, please?"

Gasping for air they were lying next to the car.

"I hope the garage door is sound-proof..." Darren panted. "Otherwise we now have all our neighbours standing outside..."

Daniel laughed breathlessly. "Officer Hayes... That sounded so... sexy..."

Darren grinned. "Can't you call me this now all the time? Outch!"

Daniel had pinched him with a spanner.

He sighed. "Backseat for a little relaxing?"

Covered with an old blanket, Daniel kissed Darren softly.

"Daz?"

"Hmm?"

"What about your fantasies?"

"Ooohh... Nothing special..."

"Come on, I told you, now you..."

Darren grinned.

"Okay. Remember, I visited my doctor last week for my annual medical check-up... And when he did the ECG this young, good looking doctor came in to ask something... And I imagined him, well... doing a... very special check-up of my... body..."

"Oh... Oh Darren!!! You naughty...."

Next evening.

"Well, Mr. Hayes..."

"Yes, Dr. Jones?"

"Open up your mouth and say : Aaaa..."

"Aaaaa... Mmmmpf... Mmmmm...."