6A/N: This short story is EXTREMELY graphic and is Slash! If you have ANY problems with homosexuality, homosexual sex, etc, then DON'T READ THIS! And don't send me flames that I'm a pervert. I don't give a crap what you think.
Dedicated to a friend who only reads Slash stories lol.
One Night Stand?
They were in another fight again.
It was the same old routine where Darren's boyfriend, Michael, cheated on him, but this time he truly had enough. He ended it immediately after catching his now ex-boyfriend in bed with some male prostitute none-the-less. He worried that maybe he wasn't good enough in bed, but he put that aside and went out for a night in the town.
He stopped by the first gay bar known as "Denial". It was already 2:00 am and the dance floor was packed with several single men and woman looking for a night's fling. He slid himself through and started to dance, moving his hips to the rhythm of the music's beat. There were people at each side of him and the heat emanating from all those bodies was almost too much but it also added to the mood. The bass echoed in his ears and thundered in his heart while the fast mesh of people swayed all around him. Time seemed to be a paradox, going so fast and so slow all at once. It was almost as if there was no such thing as time. He felt other men's eyes all over his body and he relished in the attention and let his jeans sag lower down his hips, his skin tight shirt clinging so close to his well toned body. He was more than just a looker; he was what woman all over the world wanted. Hot, blonde, and blue eyed.
That's when he noticed the guy that pulled himself behind him. Darren turned himself around to face him and immediately they clicked. The other's contrasts to him were perfect. The other was just about the opposite of him, but still ethereally handsome. Long blue-black hair that fell slightly past his shoulders with bangs that hung over his vivid green eyes. His body was also toned, but in a more feminine fashion. He was thin and lithe, with hunger-filled eyes. They stared long and hard in to each others eyes for a moment and then fell back in to the rhythm of the music, matching their dance to the up-beat tempo. After a moment of grinding, Darren found himself making out with the dark unearthly dancer and almost forgot where they were entirely. When they pulled away to catch their breath, the other whispered seductively in to the other's ear during the change of song, "Let's go to my place… And get more acquainted…" Darren replied with surprise, "But… I don't even know your name!" His voice was barely audible above the music at this point and the dancer yelled over the music, "It's Ren!" and after that, Darren didn't need to even be nudged out and he followed Ren out of the club, not caring for the other men who stared after him as he left.
Before he knew it, they were at the other's apartment, making out and suddenly on Ren's bed. He felt Ren nibble on his bottom lip and he almost moaned, unable to believe how great this guy he just met was able to seduce him and how he didn't care at all. In fact, he loved it.
Ren kissed Darren hard on the lips after that, trailing his kisses down his neck and collar bone. His hands then traced over the small bit of skin that wasn't covered by Darren's shirt, feeling him shudder beneath his fingers. He loved how he could coax such reactions from such a minor tease. He deliberately took off Darren's shirt slowly, craving to lure yet another moan from his new toy, and he succeeded. Darren suddenly bucked in to him, trying desperately to stop Ren from teasing him any further, but he knew his attempts were futile, and he almost whimpered when Ren licked the other's areola instead.
Darren struggled to maintain his composure, gripping the white linens beneath him to try to stabilize himself, but it only seemed to intensify the other's teases. He almost whined when he felt Ren stop teasing him with his small nibbles and licks but moaned and almost flinched when he felt the other start unbuckling and unzipping his pants. He almost couldn't bare it anymore and he quickly almost ripped the shirt off of Ren, tossing it to the side. By then, the other was already working on pulling Darren's pants off and he lifted his body to help him out, and soon his pants were on the floor with the others. He took a sharp intake of breath when he felt his boxers pulled off so suddenly and he shivered, feeling the air conditioner send a cold breeze across his naked body. He refused to be the only one naked and being teased and quickly flipped the other on his back and put himself on top on Ren. He quickly unbuckled Ren's belt and threw it by the other's clothes, and the other's pants and undergarments soon followed. Now both lay naked with Darren on top of run, breathing rapid and shallow with longing.
Darren had never felt anything like this before, and neither had Ren. It was different from both their usuals and if anything, it was better. They moaned against each other, kissing each other deeply and passionately, Darren grabbing the other's member and stroking it slowly, trailing his kisses down the hollow of Ren's neck, down to his collar bone, chest, stomach, abdomen… Ren found himself gasp and let out a groan full of desire and need as Darren took the other's member in to his mouth and slowly started to suck on it, purposely being painstakingly slow to feel the other mewl and writhe. After a moment, he quickened his pace and he could feel Ren already on the verge of cumming and he stopped suddenly, leaving the other squirming and bucking against him.
He couldn't take it anymore and he flipped Darren over and had him stand on his hands and knees, kissing his back as he pressed himself at the other's entrance. Darren shivered and pushed his body towards the other's member, trying to force the other to penetrate him, but Ren took his time, slowly pushing in to Darren, while with his free hand he stroked the other's member. He could feel Darren stiffen as from the pain and he immediately penetrated the other hard and hit the prostate, causing Darren to yelp and then moan, the pain being washed away by the pleasure.
He pumped himself in to Darren, moaning and kissing the other's back occasionally. He felt himself getting nearer and the other's member pulsed and he knew they had to cum soon. He pumped in to Darren faster and stroked him at the same tempo and when he was on the verge of cumming he screamed out Darren's name and let his warm essence fill the other, but instead of stopping he kept on making love to Darren until he felt a warm sticky substance fill his hand.
They both collapsed in a heap on the bed, both panting and still feeling the aftershocks over their lovemaking sleep just on the edges of their sight. Darren smiled and wrapped his arms around Ren, and Ren smiled, kissing the other on the lips lightly and closed his eyes, both falling asleep to the rhythmic beat of each other's hearts.