The Dark Angels: With Wings (18 page)

Darius's hands rubbed tantalizingly around the tiny bathing suit but not touching where Angel needed it the most. After he added some more sun block, his hands skimmed up his toned abs to teasingly apply more cream.

Angel's breathing was becoming more like a heated panting as his body was played perfectly. Darius bit back a grin of triumph when he saw his lead singer was crumbling under his hands. The power that zinged through his body was heady. He was making Angel Luv writhe with need.

Darius gave those sexy pouting lips a little kiss. When Angel's arms would have wrapped around him, Dare told him, "Keep them where they are or everything stops."

After a big swallow, Angel's arms begrudging fell to the chair.

"Mmmm, very good." Darius couldn't help but be pleased with that. After a bit of fumbling and several more long wet kisses, Darius sat back. "There you go." He had twisted and tied two napkins leftover from their lunch service around Angel's wrists securing him to the lounge chair.

Angel looked more than a little kiss ravished and filled with lust.

When he was unable to move his hands to take things to the next level, the look on his face was priceless. The realization was a mix of heat, lust and frustrated need. The trapped man looked up at Darius with a questioning grin.

Darius continued to stroke and tease his chest with cream. Circling his nipples he said, "If you want me to stop just say so and it will stop." Closing his fingers around the two sensitive pink peaks he pinched.

"Ahhhh. Mmmmm. No. No, don't stop."

Moving back down his body, Darius reached in his pocket to pull out two very familiar items. One was purple and the other one was slick. He made a show of dripping slippery gel all over the purple dildo and gave it a nice slow tug job. "Angel, do you know where this is going to go?"

"Oh," Angel shook his head not in disagreement but as if he were trying to check back into reality.

"Need a hint?" Darius's guitar callused finger traced a trail of the Speedo's leg band. He pulled it out stretching the material and that must have put pressure on Angel's shaft. Based on his moans, a good pressure.

"Dare." Angel was gasping as if air was a luxury he couldn't afford.

The slippery plastic kissed and teased Angel's opening until he moved his hips to welcome the intrusion. Darius eased it in slowly with many starts and stops, playing with it until Angel mindlessly pushed down on it with a groan of satisfaction. When it was fully embedded inside, Angel's hips seemed to move of their own accord. His ass twitched back and forth, which made the plastic hit delicious places if his moans were anything to go by.

Darius grinned up at Angel as the material snapped back in place. He reached inside his other pocket and pulled out a small pocketknife. Watching Angel carefully, he flipped it open.

Angel's breath caught but he looked more curious then worried.

"Dare, what are you going to do with that?" Darius could see Angel's cock was leaking sticky sweet all over his lower belly.

Grinning Darius ran the non-cutting side of the knife up along Angel's fabric trapped cock. Pulling up the Speedo to cover Angel's cock, Darius turned the knife to carefully slice the fabric. A nice slow slit sliced the fabric open.

"Argh! Dare!" Angel's hips bounced up and his cock fought to escape through the opening. When the long cock succeeded, Angel threw back his hand and ground down his ass into the chair.

What an obscenely lovely display! Angel Luv spread out and secured to a lounge chair. Glasses on, lips open in clear invitation for just about anything and that long cock pushed through spandex just begging for attention. Where was a camera when you needed one?

"Mmmm, nice." A long wet tongue swiped out around the tip gathering up the seepage. Angel moved like he was hit with a live wire.

Darius smiled up at him innocently before dropping his mouth down to the very base of the escapee to lick and tease the base. He knew Angel was too close to keep taunting him so Darius only gave the begging cock one long slow wet lick. Based on Angel's keen of need, he was on the edge of bliss.

Darius moved off the lounge chair to give Angel a break and to admire his work. Angel looked hot and dirty and made Darius's mouth water for more. The vision of Angel's hard cock pushed through the middle of his Speedos as he was tied to the chair was almost too much for Darius.

As if to emphasize what Darius had done, Angel pulled at the restraining material keeping his arms firmly in place. He appeared to be at Darius's mercy. However, they both knew Angel could have easily broken loose, but the fact that he chose to allow Darius to have his way was more than a little hot.

Unzipping and pushing down his own cargo shorts, Darius stood before Angel naked. Unlike a few short weeks ago, there was no longer even a shred of embarrassment at showing Angel everything he had. His arousal on display and it was all for Angel.

He grabbed up the lubrication, dribbled a small amount over Angel's lust crazed shaft to change the sensation a bit before rolling a condom over it. Adding more lubrication to the condom would make it easier for what Darius had planned. Without answering the question that was clearly on Angel's lips, Darius reached behind him and pulled out what he used to prepare himself for this moment. He showed the black piece of plastic to Angel before dropping it to the ground on his discarded shorts.

Angel's eyes flared with heated understanding. He clearly liked the idea of Darius preparing himself for him. "Glad I packed a spare." His hips bucked up in invitation and he hissed with need as the dildo inside him must have made itself known.

Darius spared him a smile before straddling the helpless singer as he lined the cock up with his opening. He wasn't exactly nervous but he wasn't used to taking the lead with Angel. It was still very new to him but he was determined. It felt so good as that hard long cock pushed past his entrance.

"Oh, God. Dare!"

Angel seemed careful not buck up so Dare used gravity to help him ease by the second ring of muscles. "Mmmm," he slowly slid down until he hit bottom. Literally. The fullness was almost overwhelming. They had tried this position before but Angel's cock felt so big. No more room. He felt stuffed beyond capacity. Darius waited to catch his breath as the burn eased.

Angel gritted his teeth to stop himself from thrusting up. When Darius was ready instead of moving up and down, he first circled his hips, which tore a surprised shout from Angel. When Darius moved he hoped it felt like he was fucking Angel's cock and his ass at the same time. "Oh! Dare!

Brilliant! More! Please! More!" And there it was. Angel Luv was begging Darius Stone for more.

The frustration of Angel not being able to touch seemed to ignite them both. Darius' hands clasped over each of Angel's, stopping him from pulling out of the twisted material that kept him trapped. Fingers entwined and holding on tight, Dare began to ride.

Angel was biting his plump lower lip, a clear indication he was close to shattering. When he saw he wasn't hurting Darius his hips began pumping up into Darius. Angel appeared to be unable to keep a steady rhythm. His body was stuttering with his need for release competing with his desire to last as long as he could. It was a beautiful torture that one would win by losing. To Dare, it was like Angel's breath was begging his body for just a little more.

"That's right, Angel. Fuck me. Fuck me, right through your Speedo."

On the downward falls, Darius made sure to wiggle his ass so he was rubbing Angel's balls, still hidden behind the spandex. He was pretty sure the piece of purple plastic was doing its job inside Angel. The move kept hitting each of their nerve bundles.

With a deep inhale, Angel started shaking and calling out Darius's name. "Darius. Oh. God! I'm coming!"

Darius could feel the condom inside him begin to fill. He rose and fell a couple more times, the passing thought of what it would feel like to actually have Angel's come jetting up inside him racing through his mind.

He groaned as he thought of what it would feel like to have Angel's essence actually spurting inside him instead of into a condom and that's all he needed.

He came, shouting out his pleasure. "Ahhhhh!"

Dare collapsed with no grace whatsoever on top of Angel. Mission most definitely accomplished.

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Dare was smiling as he thought about the last few weeks. He would never have guessed sex with Angel would be so...fulfilling. His whole body was relaxed and satisfied, but at the same time he couldn't wait for more.

The days had continued to pass quickly with laughter, delicious food, and awesome sex. Angel emailed the songs they had completed to the rest of the band. They loved them and gave them feedback that polished them to perfection. Angel made Darius sing with him when he was doing his voice exercises just for the love of it but if the down and dirty recordings they made were any indication, Dare's voice had gotten better with Angel's instruction.

Apparently, Darius's muse liked Bali because he found he was filling pages of his journal with lyrics. He probably would not share most of them with the band since they were a bit too sappy and focused way too much on love. He had to admit being with Angel had opened up a new side to his writing.

Darius stopped questioning whether he was gay or straight, he decided he just really liked being with Angel. Okay, maybe more than liked but he knew he shouldn't go there. They had a great time together whether they were sightseeing, swimming, shopping or just exploring each other in bed.

Dare didn't want to think about when their 'Friends with Benefits' pact expired so he tried to stay in the current moment and just enjoy what they had.

In his current attempt to do so he rolled into Angel, cuddling into the larger man's warm body to block out his thoughts of this ending. It was interesting, before Angel he never cuddled, but with Angel he adored the feeling of being held as well as holding him. He couldn't get enough of it.

A couple minutes later, Angel's cell rang. Groaning, Angel looked at it then looked back at him. "It's Dusty. Mind if I get it?"

Darius would have rather have kept Angel in bed, but he said, "Nah, go ahead. If you don't he'll keep calling until you pick up."

Angel chuckled and nodded at the truth in that statement. Dusty could be a pain in the ass if he wanted to get in touch with you and you weren't answering your cell. Angel grabbed the phone and answered while he pulled on a pair of swim trunks. Turning he gave Dare a quick smile before going out by the pool to chat with Dusty.

Dare looked over at the mound of treasures they had gathered over the last couple of weeks, and smiled. They'd found several items for almost everyone they knew and even more for themselves. They were definitely going to fill up that shipping container. He hoped they didn't need a second one.

He had never realized how much fun shopping could be. Dare was pretty sure it had more to do with the company then the activity. They had gotten more beautifully designed paintings, some silver sculptures, more stone carvings, more jewelry for Megan, and some Balinese instruments that looked more like pieces of art for Josh and Robin. He chuckled as he looked over at the wood carving that they picked up for Dusty. It was primitively carved hunter with a giant penis that represented both fertility and riches.

Dusty was going to hate it! He knew Angel couldn't wait to give it to him.

Twirling the circle of gold around his finger, Darius played with his favorite treasure. It was hammered gold thumb ring Angel got him at the Goldsmith Village. He ran a finger over the thoughtful present. Angel had seen him eying it but he had decided not to get it--because you don't buy yourself rings. When Angel placed it in his palm at dinner that night, he knew he needed to reevaluate the entire situation between them.

He still believed he was straight or maybe a bit bi but he didn't find any other men attractive...just Angel. He loved spending time with him.

Loved kissing him, touching him, sucking him, being fucked by him, he loved it all. He also just liked hanging out with him. Talking, doing nothing, watching TV, swimming, horsing around, he liked the time he spent with Angel. He liked it better than he liked spending time with any of his past girlfriends.

Maybe. Could I? I really like him...a lot. The sex is amazing. But it's
beyond sex. It's more. I love just holding him. Wow! Could I? What if... My
parents wouldn't really care. Most of our fans would be into it. Could we do
beyond...Bali? Would Angel want that? Would I want that?
Fuck!
I know I
do. But the more important question is, does Angel?

Tired of the endless loop that played in his head, he went in search of Angel. He found him pacing by the pool on his cell phone. Probably still talking to Dusty.

Angel's voice carried over from where he was sitting. "Dust, I am telling you, no issue. It is just a Bali deal. Doesn't mean anything. When we go back home we will be just friends again. It won't hurt the band. Promise!"

There was a long pause as Angel listened to Dusty. "Right. It is just 'friends with benefits.' Yeah, you know me, man. I need a body to keep me warm."

Angel chuckled at whatever Dusty had said.

More was said but Darius couldn't hear the words. He found himself backing into the villa. He slid the door shut and sat on the sofa. The pain of Angel's words shocked him to the core especially given the fact that his heart had kept telling them this was more than 'friends with benefits.'"