#bottom!darren

“Sorry,” Darren mumbled. “This is really weird, Chris. Where are you?”

Chris crawled up the bed, nestled himself between Darren’s open legs and bit down gently on the soft flesh of Darren’s thigh.

“Oh,” Darren gasped. “Everything feels like more when I can’t see.”

Chris hummed in acknowledgement and began mouthing at Darren’s erection over his boxers making the older man whine underneath him.

“Chris,” Darren groaned and tugged a little on the restraints around his wrists. “More, please.”

The sound of Darren begging went straight to Chris’ cock, causing him to rub his boxer clad erection against the bed to get some relief. He gave into Darren’s request and pulled his boxers down, freeing his hard cock. Then he threw Darren’s boxers onto the floor beside the bed and tapped his thigh gently.

“Pull your legs up,” Chris commanded softly.

Darren did as he was told immediately and Chris took a moment to bask in the feeling of control and to enjoy the sound of Darren’s quick, shallow breathing.

“Chris?” Darren asked after a moment, his voice breathy. “Are you still down there?”

Chris bit his lip to hold in his laughter and waited in silence for another moment until Darren was off guard before spreading his cheeks and licking over his sensitive hole.

“Shit,” Darren gasped and instinctively opened his legs wider to give Chris better access.

Chris continued to lick and kiss Darren’s hole, enjoying every gasp and moan that came from the older man. Darren’s hips were bucking upwards, trying to push himself closer to Chris’ mouth with every sweep of his tongue and it was driving Chris wild. It was taking all of his self control to stop himself from sliding his hand down under his boxers to jerk himself off.

Chris pulled Darren’s cheeks further apart and admired the way his asshole was glistening wet with his saliva. He wanted to get deeper inside Darren, wanted to really taste him. After one last long lick from Darren’s hole, over his perineum to his balls, Chris pointed his tongue and began to wiggle it inside of Darren’s hole.

“Fuck, Chris,” Darren grunted, his hips bucking upwards.

Chris curled one hand around Darren’s needy cock as he worked his tongue as deep as he could inside of his body. The scent and taste of Darren was overwhelming to Chris and he was dizzy with arousal so it was almost a relief when Darren choked out, “Chris, babe, I’m really close.”

Chris removed his hand from Darren’s cock and climbed up onto his knees, smirking at Darren’s desperate protests for Chris to keep going. He was pulling at the restraints and thrusting his hips up into nothing in a useless attempt to get the orgasm that had been so close. Chris was certain that Darren had never looked more gorgeous than he did in that moment.

“Come on, Chris, at least kiss me,” Darren pleaded. “I need to feel you.”

Unable to deny Darren that, Chris walked round the bed and leaned down to kiss Darren, slow and dirty. When he pulled back Darren strained against the ties to try and chase his lips.

“Come back,” Darren whined.

Chris chuckled as he began rummaging through his bedside table for lube.

“Patience, sweetheart,” he reprimanded.

When he found the lube he pulled off his boxers and hissed at the feeling of the cool air hitting his hot, hard cock before crawling back up the bed to kneel between Darren’s still open legs. He poured some of the lube over his fingers and began preparing Darren for his cock. Darren’s hole was already stretched from taking Chris’ tongue, so he was able to slide in two fingers fairly easily.

Darren groaned low at the slight stretch and pushed down on Chris’ fingers as much as he could.

“Another,” Darren panted.

Eager to oblige, Chris pushed a third finger into Darren’s greedy hole and slowly fucked in and out, working his boyfriend open. It didn’t take long for Darren to be ready and pleading for Chris to fuck him.

“Chris,” he keened, “I’m ready, I need you inside.”

Part of Chris wanted to stretch this out and make Darren wait but he was so turned on himself that he couldn’t. He spread a little more lube over his own cock that was rock hard and flushed and whined at the delicious friction his hand provided.

He positioned the blunt head of his erection against Darren’s open hole and began slowly pushing into him. Darren sucked in a breath at the intrusion and Chris leaned forward to pepper kisses over the older man’s chest.

“Are you okay?” he murmured as he continued to push into Darren’s tight heat.

“Uh huh,” Darren grunted. “You feel so good.”

When Chris had finally pushed all the way into Darren he captured his boyfriend’s lips in a needy, loving kiss as he began to fuck him slowly.

“Chris,” Darren whined. “Touch my cock, please I need it.”

Chris wrapped his hand around Darren’s cock and began jerking him off in time with his thrusts, the way he knew always made Darren fall apart.

Darren wrapped his legs around Chris and began to meet Chris’ every thrust as he became more and more undone. He yanked against the ties around his arms before begging, his voice choked and desperate, “Untie me, please, I want to touch you, baby.”

As fun as being in control of Darren had been, Chris wanted to feel Darren’s rough hands all over his back and ass so he slowed his thrusts and leaned forward to untie his hands. As soon as his hands were free Darren let them roam all over Chris’ face and body while Chris gently untied the blindfold that covered his eyes.

Big lust blown hazel eyes blinked up at Chris, making his stomach flutter.

“Hey, gorgeous,” Chris said reverently as he placed his hands on either side of Darren’s face and leaned down to kiss him softly.

Then Darren was scratching at Chris’ back and thrusting against him and the tender moment was gone. Chris wrapped his hand back around Darren’s cock and shifted his position slightly so that his cock dragged against his prostate on every thrust.

Chris could feel himself getting close to the edge and if the sounds that were falling from Darren’s mouth were any indication, he was in the same position.

“Darren,” Chris groaned, long and low. “I’m so close.”

“Let go,” Darren encouraged breathlessly. He slid his hands down over Chris’ ass and pressed one finger against Chris’ asshole and that was all it took.

Chris came inside Darren with his name on his lips and his hand still around his boyfriend’s cock. It only took a few more tugs on Darren’s cock to bring him over the edge and have him shooting his come between their sweaty bodies.

Chris pulled out of Darren but didn’t roll off of him. He dropped heavily on top of Darren as they both basked in the glow of their orgasms.

“That was… Fuck,” Darren sighed from underneath Chris.

“Yeah,” Chris chuckled. “That was really something.”

“We should get cleaned up,” Darren suggested as he rubbed the flat of his palm soothingly up and down Chris’ back.

“Ugh,” Chris groaned and rubbed his cheek sleepily against Darren’s chest. “Let’s just nap first.”

“If you come shower with me, I’ll suck you off in there,” Darren bargained.

Chris gently turned Darren around so that they were facing each other and placed his index finger under Darren’s stubble-rough chin to tip his head back under the shower spray to get the soap out of his hair.

He moved closer to Darren so that they were both under the water and flush up against each other. Darren began to mouth wetly at Chris’ collarbone while the younger man ran his slender fingers through his hair to make sure all of the soap was out.

“That feels nice,” Chris sighed. “It feels good to be close to you again.”

Darren lifted his head so that he and Chris were nose to nose before answering, “It was so fucking hard to stay away from you tonight.”

He began pressing kisses from Chris’ chin right up his jaw and along his cheek until he reached his mouth.

“I’ve wanted to do this all night,” he murmured against Chris’ lips before kissing him softly.

Chris deepened the kiss, slipping his tongue past Darren’s lips and pressing him into the bathroom tiles. Kissing Darren was such a relief, it felt like he had been holding his breath all evening and now Darren was putting air back into his lungs.

When they broke the kiss they were both half hard and breathing harshly.

“I love you, I love you, I love you,” Darren panted between kisses to Chris’ jaw.

“I love you too,” Chris groaned at the feeling of Darren’s mouth on his skin. “Bedroom?”

They made their way to their bedroom hand in hand, not wanting to lose skin to skin contact with each other, and crawled up on to the bed. Darren lay down on his back and Chris straddled him before leaning down to kiss him, slow and dirty. Chris shifted so that their erections were lined up and ground his hips down into Darren’s slow and deliberately, causing Darren to gasp and break the kiss.

Chris grinned at the reaction and placed his palms on Darren’s chest then began to rock his hips against Darren’s at an agonizing pace until he was moaning and sweating and bucking up into Chris.

“Chris, please,” Darren whined, “I need-“

“What do you need?” Chris whispered, his lips brushing against the sensitive shell of Darren’s ear.

“I need you inside me,” Darren confided. He needed to get as close to Chris as possible.

Chris moaned at the mere thought and kissed Darren’s lips sloppily. “Okay, angel. Okay.”

Chris leaned over to the bedside table and began rummaging through the drawer for the tube of lube they kept there.

When he found it he crawled down the bed and placed a hand on Darren’s thigh. “Open your legs up for me.”

Darren did as he was told, his heart beating quickly in his chest with anticipation. No matter how many times he slept with Chris, the nervous excitement of it never disappeared. Darren secretly thought that it was a sign that Chris was the one.

Chris wrapped his hand around Darren’s shaft and began to slowly stroke his cock until the older man was begging for more.

“Fuck, Chris, please. I need your fingers.”

Chris smiled against the warm skin of Darren’s thighs and nodded. “Pull your legs up then.”

Chris dribbled some lube over his fingers and Darren gasped when Chris began to circle his sensitive hole with his index finger.

“Was that cold?” Chris asked. When Darren nodded he pressed a kiss to his thigh, “Sorry.”

Chris slowly pushed his finger inside of Darren, revelling in the way the tight ring of muscle slowly gave way for him. As he pumped his finger in and out of Darren’s body he asked, “How’s that?”

“It’s-oh,” he moaned. “Really good but I need another finger.”

Chris nodded and pushed another finger in alongside the first and worked them in and out of Darren’s hole, stretching him out. Darren’s cock was rock hard and flushed; leaking pre come from the tip and Chris couldn’t resist taking it into his mouth as he fucked Darren with his fingers.

“Oh my God,” Darren moaned, his eyes fluttering closed in ecstasy. “That feels so fucking good, Chris.”

Chris pulled his mouth from Darren’s cock with an obscene popping noise that made his own dick twitch against the bed sheets. “Can you take another finger, sweetie?”

“Yes,” Darren whined, pushing himself down onto Chris’ fingers. “Please.”

“Okay,” Chris replied and licked one last stripe up Darren’s cock. He poured a little more lube over his fingers before pushing into Darren’s ass with three fingers this time, causing Darren to hiss in pain.

“Sorry, Dare,” Chris winced in sympathy.

“It’s okay,” Darren told him, his voice strained with arousal. “It’s a good kind of sore.”

Chris whimpered and rutted against the bed, he was so turned on.

“Chris, baby,” Darren panted, “I’m ready now, come up here.”

Chris looked up and was left feeling breathless by the sight of Darren; he was flushed with arousal, his chest rising and falling quickly as he breathed and he was looking at Chris with lust-hooded eyes that were filled with so much love.

“Are you sure?”  Chris murmured, still slowly moving his fingers in and out of Darren.

“Yeah, come on, Chris,” Darren said, a little impatiently. “I want to ride you.”

Chris’ cock twitched with interest at the image of Darren fucking himself on his cock.

He moved up the bed and pulled Darren into a passionate kiss that was more teeth than lips but felt oh so perfect. He positioned himself so that he was sitting against the headboard and his head thumped back against it when Darren wrapped his fingers around his painfully hard cock to rub lube over it.

Darren straddled Chris’ hips and positioned Chris’ cock against his hole before lowering himself slowly onto it. He closed his eyes tightly and groaned at the stretch, it felt amazing to be so full and to have Chris inside him. Chris whispered words of love and encouragement to him as he stroked up and down his sides soothingly.

When Chris was fully inside of him, Darren moved his legs so that he could wrap them around Chris.

“God, Dare,” Chris whined. “You feel so good.”

Darren kissed him greedily on the lips and began to roll his hips forward, fucking himself on Chris’ cock. His head fell forward onto Chris’ shoulder as he moaned low and guttural at the delicious friction.

“Darren,” Chris moaned as he rocked up gently. “I love you so much. You’re worth shitty nights like earlier tonight.”

Darren kissed wetly at Chris’ neck and nodded, “I love you more.”

“God, Chris,” Darren moaned, “Touch my cock, please.”

Chris took Darren’s throbbing cock into his hand began fisting it quickly, twisting his wrist in the way that he knew Darren liked it. He shifted the position of his hips and Darren cried out as Chris’ cock brushed against his prostate.

Every time Darren rocked his hips, Chris’ dick dragged across his prostate, sending waves of intense, toe curling pleasure through Darren’s needy body. That coupled with Chris’ skilful hand on his cock had him close to coming in no time.

“I’m really close, Chris. Are you?” Darren asked, breathing harshly against Chris’s neck.

Chris took his hand off of Darren’s cock. “Try and hold off another minute, I want to come with you.”

Darren nodded his head and moved so that his forehead was resting against Chris’.

“You are so fucking hot, Chris,” Darren began speaking low and sultry, knowing that dirty talk always helped tip Chris over the edge. “Your big cock feels amazing, inside me, stretching me- ah, fuck- I can’t wait to feel you come inside my ass.”

Chris was moaning and whimpering; he was getting close. Darren licked a bead of sweat that was rolling down Chris’ face away before grazing his teeth along Chris’ jaw.

“Fuck, Chris,” Darren grunted. “I think I could come just from this.”

Without warning, Chris took Darren back into his hand and began pumping quickly. “Come now, Dare.”

And then Chris fucked up into Darren hard and was coming inside of him. The feel of his boyfriend’s come shooting inside of him sent Darren over the edge and he came, sinking his teeth into Chris’ shoulder.

When they both came down from their orgasms, Chris laughed and said, “I think we’re gonna have to get back in the shower.”

Darren grinned and moved off of Chris, wincing at how empty he suddenly felt. He sat next to Chris and leaned against his shoulder and wound his arms tightly around the younger man’s waist.

“Are you feeling better now?” Chris murmured as he began to run his fingers through Darren’s sweaty curls.

“Yeah,” Darren nodded and pressed a kiss to Chris’ arm. “Are you?”

“Much,” Chris replied. “Like I said, being with you like this reminds me of how lucky I am, even if our situation isn’t perfect.”