Under Cover Adventure

Then, rubbing his hands together gleefully, he hurried towards the back of the room where a closed-in desk sat.

Perfect!

Almost cackling, he lowered himself to his knees and crawled under the desk, hoping that he wouldn't have to wait too long in the small area.

He was rewarded, minutes later, by the sound of the door opening and the voices of people as they spoke to each other.

The reporters had arrived, let the fun begin.

Shifting slightly, Daniel strained his ears and it wasn't long before he detected the voice he was searching for, listening to his musical laughter grow louder as he moved, unsuspectingly, nearer to where Daniel crouched in wait.

Seconds later Daniel was presented with the sight that never ceased to set his heart pounding and his blood boiling.

Darren's crotch.

Licking his lips, he slowly and carefully moved around until he was kneeling between Darren's spread legs, the singer still blissfully unaware of his presence.

He'd gotten sick of Darren telling him he lacked adventure in the sex department and with a lot of thought, Daniel had come up with the perfect solution that actually killed two birds with the one stone.

He was going to gain revenge on Darren for hurting his male pride and he was also going to point out just how adventurous he really could be.

The press conference started off just as they always did and Daniel rolled his eyes as he listened to the same questions being asked.

Time to spice it up!

Reaching forward with one hand, while the other held him steady in his kneeling position, he grabbed a hold of a little silver tab and swiftly pulled down the fly of Darren's jeans.

Darren's reaction went easily unnoticed by the rest of the room as he gave a quick intake of breath and his legs, by reflex, attempted to clamp shut, his whole body going suddenly rigid as he finally became aware that he was not alone at the desk.

Daniel paused for a few minutes, waiting to see if Darren would flee or remain and grinning evilly as the man remained firmly seated.

Time for phase two.

Waiting until Darren was answering a highly unoriginal question, Daniel pushed his hand through the opening of the denim and was pleasantly surprised to find that the singer had gone commando again.

Must have known he was going to get some today.

One again Darren's body tensed and his thighs clenched, his voice faltering slightly still managing to continue with his answer, even as Daniel's hand pulled out the object of his desire.

The next question Darren answered, Daniel almost laughed at the strain he could hear in the singer's voice, but instead opted to stroke Darren to hardness, licking his lips unconsciously as he felt the telltale dampness of just how much Darren was enjoying it.

Time to move in for the kill.

Shuffling forward slightly, Daniel lowered his head and teasingly licked at the droplets of Darren's arousal, having to move back quickly as Darren slunk down in his chair, his thighs parting further as a hand snuck below the desk to tangle in Daniel's hair.

Daniel resisted Darren's urging for about five seconds before his own hunger for Darren had Darren's hardness buried deep in his mouth, his cheeks drawing in as he sucked and licked.

Darren could barely stifle a moan of pleasure, instead pretending to his audience that he was yawning, citing that all work and no play was making him a very tired boy and getting some laughs for his trouble.

No longer listening to Darren's answers, Daniel slid his hands up Darren's jean clad thighs, stroking his thumbs over the sensitive inner flesh, knowing that Darren was feeling the sensation even through the denim.

The fingers in Daniel's hair tightened and urged him to move, something Daniel complied to instantly, drawing slowly back then plunging down once more, feeling Darren's hips jump slightly and knowing that the singer would be currently biting his tongue.

On his next plunge down, Daniel heard the tiniest whimper come from above the desk and he knew that it was taking every ounce of Darren's control to not cry out loud or to start thrusting into his mouth, as Daniel knew he loved to do.

Within seconds Daniel had moved into a steady rhythm, adding a little pressure and a scrape of his teeth whenever Darren wasn't answering questions and listening to his voice continuously waver when he was actually struggling to answer some.

When Darren's hand tightened once more, Daniel decided to add his fingers to the equation as his long digits pushed through the opening of Darren's jeans and began caressing his sacs, feeling them tighten almost instantly.

Sensing that Darren was definitely past the point of no return, Daniel sucked in his cheeks and sucked almost painfully on Darren's hardness, feeling it expand slightly in his mouth before his throat welcomed the bittersweet essence of Darren's passion, drinking it down, only vaguely aware of Darren crying out as he bit his tongue a little too hard.

Minutes passed before Darren was able to speak again and it was done only after he'd had everyone in the room assure him that no, part of his tongue was not missing and no, he wasn't bleeding.

Quickly cleaning Darren up, Daniel tucked him back into his pants, did them up then sat back to sit out the rest of the conference, subconsciously stroking Darren's thighs in replacement of their cuddles that used to follow such an orgasm.

Then, finally the questions stopped and the conference ended, everyone, including Darren, getting up and leaving the room.

Once Daniel heard the door finally shut, he sat in silence for another minute then moved to his hands and knees and slowly crawled out from under the desk, wincing at his aching back.

Carefully climbing to his feet, he gently stretched his cramp muscles then turned to leave, almost jumping out of his skin as he discovered Darren sitting on his home for the last half an hour.

"You asshole..." Darren said in a low voice.

"I know." Daniel replied proudly before swooping in and hungrily plundering Darren's welcoming mouth.