Candy Cane by LindaG

"Daaannnyyy."

The sleeping form on the bed didn't move.

"Danny, time to wake up!" Darren shook his slumbering partner. "Come on, Danny! We have a tree to decorate."

Darren shook the limp form again.

"Go 'way... my head... hurts..."

"That's your own fault," Darren said, bouncing on the bed. He stopped and pulled Daniel over onto his back. "I told you not to go shot for shot with Ben. He weighs more than you, and he's always held his liquor better than you. But oh, no! You couldn't listen to *me*. *I*, who loves you, even when Ben drinks you under the table. *I*, who holds the cloth to your head when you puke your guts out-"

"Ohhhhh... d-don't, Dar... don't..."

Darren shook the uncooperative guitarist again, a slightly evil grin on his face.

"I bro-ought ju-uice," Darren sang. "Unless you'd prefer raw eggs? I've heard-"

Daniel pushed the singer to the floor, an undignified squeak coming from said man, as the guitarist struggled from the bed as quickly as his pounding head and uncertain balance would allow.

"You look a little *green*, Daniel. Was it something I said?" Darren grinned impishly as his partner stumbled into the bathroom.

He soon heard the unmistakeable sounds of Daniel emptying his stomach. His grin changed to a concerned smile and he pushed himself up off the floor to walk into the bathroom.

"Ohhhh..." Daniel groaned again.

Darren turned on the faucet and wet a washcloth. Daniel retched one last time, then fell back against the bathroom wall. Darren knelt down on one knee and gently wiped his face with the damp cloth. The younger man sagged weakly, his eyes closed, as Darren continued his ministrations.

Finally, Daniel opened his eyes. "Why did you let me do that last night?"

The singer snickered. "You cheeky sod. Think you can take a shower by yourself?"

Daniel nodded. "Give me a few minutes to let my head settle."

"How about I have coffee waiting, then we can start on the tree?"

The guitarist managed a small smile. "Okay, Daz, okay. We'll decorate the tree."

The singer smiled broadly, and pulled Daniel into a hug. "Great!"

"Careful, Daz," the younger man moaned. "Eggshells, please."

"Sorry, Daniel. I'll go start the coffee. You take your shower. I'm sure you'll feel better after you do."

Thirty minutes later Daniel padded into the kitchen wearing cargo shorts and a sheepish smile on his face as he gratefully accepted the cup of coffee Darren handed him. He chose to ignore the 'I told you so' grin on the singer's face.

"Sure you don't want any breakfast?"

"I'm positive." Daniel sighed with a careful shake of his head.

Two cups of coffee later, they were headed into the living room. Darren had already brought out the decorations that had been carefully put away the previous year and added the bags he'd brought home the day before. They made short work of the lights - Darren working out any tangles while Daniel strung them on the tree. Garlands came next, the singer hanging the gold garland, the guitarist the silver. Every time they passed each other, they would kiss. At first innocent and quick, but growing longer and more heated with each one. When the glittery chains were finished, the two men embraced in a passionate kiss, tongues twining as tightly as bodies.

Daniel's hands kneaded the firm globes of Darren's ass as he attempted to pull the singer even closer. They were already so close it was difficult to breathe easily. The singer moaned when Daniel rubbed his quickly growing arousal against the shorter man's crotch.

"Danny..." Darren whispered breathlessly when they gave in to the need for air.

"Hmm?" The taller man moved his attentions to the singer's soft neck.

"Danny... we can... later.... Tree... *now*," Darren could barely voice his protest.

"But I'm hungry now."

"And you... oohh..." The slightly high-pitched moan interrupted the singer's speech.

Daniel smiled as he licked the bruise he'd made on his lover's neck.

"Danny... Danny..." Darren struggled to bring his attention back where he wanted it. "We can do this... later... I-I want to-to finish... the tree. Remember... you-you in-invited... oohh... the band... you invited them... and-and we already s-slept in..."

All during Darren's attempt, Daniel had been working at the buttons of the singer's shirt, which now lay in a heap on the floor as his tongue and lips centered one of the sensitive nipples.

"Dannnny!" The squeaky plea burst from between pants and moans. "I-I'm not.. *giving* you any... if-if you don't-dooohhh..."

Darren's fingers were twisted in Daniel's hair, neither pulling nor pushing.

"I... *mmean* it... Da-Danny..." The singer gasped. He groaned reflexively when the guitarist stood up, and each man looked into the other's dark eyes.

"What's next?"

"Ah... um... decorations. Yeah. We need to hang the ornaments."

Balls, birds, reindeer, elves, satin and glass, soon all the ornaments were on the tree. Darren dug into one of the bags, and pulled out two packages of silver tinsel. He handed one to Daniel, his eyes lighting up as he gazed at the shimmering silver bits in his hand. Daniel attempted to hang his package in an orderly manner, but he knew from previous years that Darren didn't have the patience or intention of doing so himself. Lights had to be orderly. Garlands had to be orderly. Even the ornaments had to have a symmetrical orderliness. Daniel had tried to explain that logically, the tinsel should be the same. The singer had yet to succumb to his reasoning. Sure enough, within moments, the older man -older in years only- was giggling and bouncing around the tree, tossing the small streamers with abandon. When they had finished with the tinsel, Daniel had several strands of it in his hair.

"Don't." Darren pleaded softly when Daniel raised his hand to brush the tinsel from his hair. Darren pulled the taller man into a gentle embrace. Still swollen lips met just as softly, before pulling away. "You look good in silver..."

Daniel grinned and shook his head. "You're incorrigible."

They plugged the lights in and stood back to look at their handiwork. Daniel preferred lights that stayed lit, while Darren, of course, preferred twinkling. They had compromised early on by hanging both and it always seemed to work really well. Just like them.

Darren dug into the last bag and pulled out several packages of candy canes and one of the large stick candy canes. He peeled the clear wrap off the thick rod and promptly began sucking and licking. Daniel walked up, his lips parted slightly, his emerald eyes locked onto the action of Darren's mouth.

Darren's eyebrows rose, while his lips curled impishly. The guitarist bit his lower lip when Darren slowly pulled the sweet confection from between his full lips.

"Would you like a taste?" His voice was husky.

Daniel nodded, opening his mouth as the singer held it out for him. Now it was the singer's mouth that hung open as his lover's tongue cradled the candy before his lips closed around it. Darren continued holding the large candy cane, slowly working it in and out of Daniel's mouth. The taller man whimpered slightly, his eyes closed. Darren finally pulled it all the way out, putting it back into his own mouth, tasting mint and Daniel. His blue eyes smiled humorously at the longing in the green eyes that had fastened on him once again.

"Those. You. Tree." He managed to speak around the treat in his mouth as he turned to sit on the couch.

Daniel pouted. Not quite up to his own well-documented standards, but cute nonetheless. He waggled his hand in a 'get-on-with-it' motion toward the tree. The younger man sighed, then picked up one of the packages and began hanging the smaller, traditional canes on the tree.

Darren, for his part, continued with the candy in his hand. Making exaggerated licking and sucking sounds, grinning evilly when the guitarist would glance at him, longing on his face and lust in his eyes. Soon Daniel was finished with the task he'd been given, and Darren studied the peppermint treat in his hand. It was quite nicely rounded. Smooth. No rough edges. No thin spots.

He looked up as Daniel walked toward him. Smiling lewdly at the noticeable bulge in Daniel's shorts.

"Anything else to be done?" The guitarist's voice was thick and shaky.

"Hmm..." Darren pretended to think, all the while making slurping sounds with the confection in his hand.

"Darren?" Daniel's voice broke.

The singer glanced up at his lover, his smile becoming quite wicked as he ran the fingers of his free hand over Daniel's crotch. He enjoyed the pleading look that flashed across the younger man's face at his touch.

"Take your pants off Daniel," the singer demanded softly as he stood up, his head lowered, looking very predatory.

Daniel gulped audibly and moved shaky hands to the front of his shorts. The tall blonde sighed slightly as his throbbing erection was released from the restricting confines.

"Those, too," the singer motioned with the red and white sweet before putting it back in his mouth.

The guitarist's breathing had become quite harsh, his eyes never leaving Darren's as he did as ordered.

"Now. Take mine off."

Daniel paused a moment, his wide eyes darkening even more as he began to pant. Finally, he brought his hands to Darren's pants and slowly unfastened them. The guitarist knelt down in front of the singer, their eyes still locked. He worked the jeans and boxers down, careful of Darren's own glistening manhood that jutted out in his direction. He glanced at the throbbing shaft, then back up at Darren, his eyes pleading.

Darren nodded silently, but moments later he was moaning loudly as Daniel's hot mouth enveloped his cock. The red and white candy stick in his hand was momentarily forgotten as he closed his eyes, relishing the sensations Daniel's tongue and teeth were creating. The fingers of his free hand twisted in the guitarist's wild locks as he continued moaning, eyes closed, head thrown back. He was getting close. When Daniel began to fondle his balls, his hand tightened, pulling sharply.

"No," his voice was husky with desire.

Daniel pulled back slowly, sucked gently on the head of the singer's cock for a moment more, then let it sway free from his lips. He looked up at his lover questioningly.

When Darren's breathing had calmed some, he looked down at Daniel, putting the candy cane back in his mouth.

"Lay down on the couch." He held his hand out and helped the guitarist rise.

Daniel went to the couch and lay down. He stretched out full length, then turned his lust-laden gaze back to Darren. The singer pulled the confection from his mouth, and raked his eyes over the body before him, licking his lips hungrily. He walked over to the couch and offered the treat to the guitarist, holding it high enough that he'd have to raise his head to taste it.

"Just lick. Don't bite."

Daniel's muscles rippled as he raised himself enough to suck the minty candy. His cock twitched with every contraction of his pectorals. Darren licked his lips again and then pulled the candy from Daniel's mouth, rubbing it on the prone man's nipples before bending down to capture his mouth in a deep kiss. He sighed, tasting mint and Daniel. Then he knelt down beside the couch and began lavishing attention to the hard nipples on the bare chest. He soon had the guitarist squirming and moaning incoherently, his long fingers digging into the thick cushions, his hips thrusting in an attempt to seek relief from the empty air.

The guitarist's breath caught as Darren moved down, pausing to swirl his tongue over the head of Daniel's arousal, licking up the glistening drops of passion. Daniel arched his back and groaned. Darren put the minty rod back in his mouth, wetting it thoroughly. Then he raised the guitarist's near leg, placing it over his shoulder. Very slowly, he pushed the thick candy cane into Daniel's arse. When Daniel tensed, he stopped, massaging the guitarist's inner thighs while bending over to take his throbbing arousal into his mouth. He soon had Daniel pushing himself onto the hard object inside him. Darren changed the angle of the candy treat and nearly lost his balance the next time the younger man pushed himself down on it and it hit his prostate. Daniel's whole body tensed, including the leg Darren had draped on his shoulder. Then his back arched and he was coming in Darren's mouth.

The singer swallowed all of the viscous fluid, then smiled slightly at the sight of Daniel's heaving chest. The guitarist's eyes were closed and he panted harshly. Darren eased the candy cane out, then slid up Daniel's chest to capture his mouth in passionate, but gentle, kiss. He sucked gently on Daniel's lower lip, then placed feathery kisses over his jaw, throat, and neck.

"God, Dar... that was... amazing..."

"You liked that, huh?" The singer rubbed himself against the guitarist's thigh.

"Kind of tingles..."

Darren smiled and tasted the candy cane. Mint and Daniel. An intriguing combination. Different from prepping him orally. He smiled fondly into the dark eyes watching him with no loss of desire. He offered the treat to Daniel. The guitarist sucked on it a moment.

"Will you make love to me?" The guitarist begged huskily.

Darren hardened even more and offered the candy cane to Daniel, who shook his head.

"I need you... I might drop it."

The singer smiled, then eased himself off Daniel to place the half-eaten stick on the end table. Then he 'lubed' himself with spit and precum, prepping the guitarist before placing his cock at Daniel's entrance.

"Please, Darren..."

Slowly Darren pushed in, his breath catching at the warmth and tightness that was his love. The emerald eyes had closed when he'd sheathed himself fully. He placed kisses on the smooth chest under him, sucking once again on the hard nubs while he waited for Daniel to adjust to him.

When the younger man began rolling his hips, Darren pulled himself almost all the way out before pushing back in. He set a slow, leisurely pace, determined that Daniel should receive ultimate pleasure.

Soon the younger man was moaning and panting once again, the hardness between them proof that Darren was succeeding. The singer picked up his pace, the strength of his thrusts rocking the guitarist on the couch.

Daniel wrapped his legs around Darren's waist, using them and the motion of his hips to take Darren deeper. He put his hands on the back of the singer's shoulders, his long fingers digging in to pull him down into a fervent kiss.

Darren held himself up on one arm, using his free hand to begin working Daniel's cock. He was getting close and he wanted his lover to come with him. Before long the guitarist clenched down on Darren's cock, arching his back, keening as he came. Then Darren felt the rush, and thrust deeply into Daniel one last time.

"Dannnnnnielllllllll!" He cried out his orgasm shuddered through him.

He collapsed onto Daniel, both men panting as they struggled to come down. A small smile stretched Darren's lips as the guitarist's hands began soothing his sweaty back and tense muscles. When he finally felt strong enough, he rose up and placed a tender kiss on his lover's swollen lips.

"I don't think I'll ever look at candy canes the same way again." Daniel quipped softly.

Darren grinned and gave Daniel a quick kiss before slowly pushing himself up, his now limp cock slipping out of his lover.

"We'd better go shower. Company will be here soon."

The singer pulled the guitarist up, helping steady him on weak legs.

"Want to bring the candy cane?"

"Nah. It'd melt in the shower... I'll just torture you with it tonight."