Date: Tue, 15 Apr 2003 14:14:54 +0000
From: Darius Lover <dariusdanesh3@hotmail.com>
Subject: Boy Bands - Darius - Darius feeling Blue - Part 1

Warnings and Disclaimers:
I don't know the incredible Darius Danesh, I have never met him. I would
really like to, just to see if he is as hot in person as he is on TV. But
anyway, I don't know whether he is gay or not, and I don't know if any of
the stuff in these stories is true. This is a sex story, between men and if
this offends you in anyway, you can piss off, cos it's my story. That said,
here we go...

Darius feeling Blue -- Part I

Darius was at Top of the Pops and was performing his new song, `Incredible'.
The fans were screaming so loud, he could barely hear his own voice, but he
carried on singing and judging by the volume of the cheering, he was doing
just fine. It was always slightly strange for Darius, being so tall, he was
used to looking down on other people, but when he was on stage it was like
another three feet or so of added height and it just made the situation
worse. Darius noticed a cute guy about five feet back from the stage with a
great tan and what looked like a nice set of arms poking out of his
sleeveless t-shirt. Darius licked his lips subconsciously at the end of the
verse he was singing. He started singing solely to that guy. By the end of
the song, he was horny and needed to get his rocks off badly. He knew that
the audience could see the bulge in his tight leather trousers and he
flaunted it like mad. The cameramen only focused above his midsection when
they realised what was going on.

Darius got backstage and rubbed himself, hard. Blue was the next act and as
Simon, then Anthony, then Lee walked past, he enjoyed the view. Finally,
came Duncan, `those luscious lips would be great wrapped around my cock'
thought Darius and he rubbed himself again as Duncan walked past, making
every effort to be as obvious as possible. Duncan looked surprised at
Darius' blatant display, then ran after the others to go on stage. They
performed perfectly their song `Make me wanna' and they all ran offstage
again, barely giving a passing glance to Darius -- that is, except for
Duncan. Darius had unbuttoned his shirt, and Duncan could only stop and
stare. Duncan couldn't understand why Darius never did topless photo shoots
-- Darius' body was so hot! His pecs were hard looking and had a deep crevice
of definition running down the middle. His abs were the very definition of a
washboard -- smooth, cut and with a lot of definition. Each ab muscle looked
like a brick sticking out from Darius' midsection. Duncan looked further
down and noticed Darius' leather trousers looked tight -- then he saw the log
running down Darius' right leg. It was thick -- very thick, and stretched
halfway down the taller man's thigh. He finally brought his eyes back up to
Darius' face and saw a leering smirk. He always thought Darius' lips were
incredibly sexy, and now he couldn't believe it -- Darius was practically
flirting with him! Duncan's breath sped up as Darius came about two feet
closer, making the distance between them negligible. Darius seemed to be
sniffing around Duncan's head slightly, taking in the scent.

"Go and have a shower." Darius said in his sexy accent. "Come back clean --
my room's the last on the left." Darius said quietly. Duncan ran after the
rest of his group, casting about three glances back at Darius as he
disappeared into his changing room. Duncan almost ran past Blue's changing
room, but he ran in there, and literally jumped into the shower, washing as
quickly as he possibly could.

"Whoa, man! I was gonna go in there! Bloody hell! You moving quickly
enough?" Ant was standing just outside the shower door, and was getting
splashed quite a bit as Duncan was moving so quickly that water was
splashing all over the floor. Duncan shampooed his hair and rubbed the soap
all over his body, even washing out his butt crack which was sweaty
following their performance on stage. He finally jumped back out the shower
and towelled off, flashing his own band mates. He brushed his teeth, gelled
his hair and pulled on a fresh pair of jeans and a fairly tight grey
t-shirt.

"I'm just err... going to... err..." Duncan mumbled and then ran out the
changing room. The three remaining people in the changing room gave each
other funny looks. Lee stuck his head out the door, and saw him run into
another changing room. He knew whose it was.

Duncan was finally back in Darius' presence. Darius was less than three feet
away from him. He looked up the six inches that made up their height
difference, and saw those beautiful lips, that rugged jaw, those eyes which
made him hard every time he saw them. Even Darius' hair, now it was longer
made him horny and he wondered what it would feel like to run his hands
through that thick hair as he had his lips planted on Darius' own. Darius
had his shirt off, and Duncan couldn't believe how fit he looked, definition
even in his shoulders showed off a muscular physique that Duncan didn't even
know the Scotsman had! A pair of Calvin Klein boxers peeked out over the top
of Darius' leather trousers. Darius got closer again and started smelling
Duncan. "That's better, you smell good now." Darius stood up straight again
and smiled. He walked over to a table set up in his changing room. "Would
you like something to drink?" Duncan was confused -- had Darius been flirting
with him before?

"Don't worry -- we are going to fuck, and trust me -- you will know it when I
shove this up your hole." He pointed to the massive growth that snaked down
the leg of his trousers. "But I just wanted to make you feel comfortable --
you're practically shivering standing there!" Darius chuckled slightly.

"Yeah, umm... I don't think I dried off properly when I got out the shower."
Duncan held his shirt away from his body slightly and pointed out a couple
of wet patches on his grey t-shirt.

"Well, we can't have you getting cold now, can we?" Darius said with a smile
as he twisted off the top of a bottle of water. Duncan shivered again,
partly from the cold, partly from the sexiness exuding from every pore in
Darius' body. Darius put down the bottle and got close to Duncan again.
"We'll have to see what we can do to warm you up." Darius finally put his
hands on Duncan's jeans -- that was the first time he touched him. Duncan
realised his cock was hard and throbbing in his pants. Darius slowly got
closer and Duncan felt his cock throb again as he realised he was finally
going to taste those lips, those perfect, succulent lips -- he was going to
be kissing the object of his fantasies! Duncan's lips finally surrendered to
Darius' as their lips collided and Darius' tongue immediately entered
Duncan's mouth, he was licking every corner of the smaller man's mouth and
Darius' hands were rubbing hard up and down Duncan's back. The taller man
reached down and grabbed Duncan's butt through his jeans and roughly
caressed it as his tongue delved into Duncan's mouth. Finally Duncan came to
his senses and started to taste what was going on. His own tongue slowly
started competing with Darius' and finally he felt his tongue against
Darius' lips, and it slipped into Darius' mouth. Darius pulled off so
suddenly that Duncan's tongue was still sticking out.

"Uh, uh, uh, none of that." Darius said as if he was scolding a small child.
Duncan didn't understand -- why wouldn't Darius want to kiss properly? They
dove back together. Finally Duncan's hands joined in, and he started by
feeling his hands in the dark hair on Darius' head. Then he ran his hands up
and down Darius' back, and finally around to his front where he felt his
hands run up and down those cobblestone abs and slab-like pecs. Darius kept
one hand on Duncan's ass and one moved to Duncan's neck. Finally, Darius
pulled away roughly by pushing on his neck. "Strip." Darius said with a grin
on his lips. Duncan quickly threw off his t-shirt. He looked up as he did,
and saw Darius' admiring gaze. This spurred him on even more and he quickly
shucked his trousers, throwing them to one side. He was in his socks and a
pair of Calvin Klein briefs. "I didn't say stop." Darius said harshly.
Duncan nodded slightly, and reached down to take off his socks. Looking back
up, Duncan noticed the expectant gaze on Darius' face. He hooked his thumbs
into his briefs and dropped them. He felt like a guy standing for a check-up
at the doctor's. "Nice." Darius came over and Duncan's cock got hard again,
as it had softened slightly while he was stripping. It stuck straight out
from his body about 8", and he was damn proud of it -- he knew it was bigger
than average, though not as big as Lee's which he'd seen while they were in
a communal shower at one of their gigs. He also knew it was nothing compared
to Darius' which was still thick and hot, running down his trouser leg.
"Take off my trousers." Darius said softly in Duncan's ear. Duncan reached
for the button and it undid, then he unzipped them, and he started to roll
off the tight leather casing for his perfect man. They were down to the
floor, and Darius stepped out of them with one leg, and using the other,
threw them across the room. Duncan stood up again. Darius took Duncan's hand
and placed it on his cotton-clad cock.

"It's so hot!" Duncan said in surprise. "And... and..." His hand ran down
the length. "Fucking hell! It's huge!" Duncan's hand was still running down
it, and he realised that the head was actually sticking out the leg of
Darius' boxers. "It must be a fucking foot long!" Duncan said with an
incredulous expression on his face.

"Almost." Darius said with a smile. He took Duncan's other hand, and placed
them both on the waistband of his boxers. "Finish stripping me." He said in
a husky voice. Duncan nodded, and quickly pulled off the boxers, bending
over as he did. The coke-can thick length of Darius' cock swung around and
slapped Duncan in the face making a thonk sound as it did. Duncan was almost
shocked by the size of it.

"It's incredible." Duncan murmured as he was kneeling in front of Darius,
having removed his boxers. It was thick, straight as an arrow, covered in
thick veins that pulsed with blood. The head was a purplish colour and a
little smaller than a tennis ball.

"Show me how incredible it is." Darius said quietly. Duncan immediately
leant closer to the massive log-like cock and stuck out his tongue, his
mouth opening slightly. He felt Darius' hand guiding him, his fingers
interlacing through Duncan's hair. Just before he reached the head of
Darius' cock though, Duncan suddenly felt pressure. His eyes flicked up, and
he saw a sneer on Darius' lips, then suddenly the cock was forced into his
mouth. He must have swallowed seven inches straight away. Then Darius' other
hand clasped onto the other side of Duncan's head and he started pumping
Duncan's head onto his cock. Duncan was gagging each time and he could
barely breathe. He was being face-fucked by his fantasy man, he was being
treated so roughly, and he wasn't sure whether to cry because he thought it
would be something more than just fucking, or whether to be incredibly happy
that he got Darius so horny that he would do something like this to him.
Darius carried on for a good five minutes. Duncan's lips hurt. Darius
retracted his cock which was slightly wet from Duncan's mouth, and he picked
up Duncan under the armpits. Duncan was short of breath, and his throat felt
sore. He felt too weak to even protest. Darius laid Duncan on a big leather
couch that was in this changing room and slowly laid his own weight on top
of the smaller man, supporting his weight slightly on either side. "Did I
hurt you?" Darius said softly. Duncan coughed, and felt the stinging
sensation in his mouth and throat.

"Yeah." He said reluctantly.

"I'm sorry. You just make me so hot, I needed to feel your mouth around my
cock, I wanted so badly to fill you up, to feel your tongue rubbing against
my cock, your gorgeous lips..." Darius reached up and ran  his hands gently
over Duncan's lips, slowly inserting a finger inside, which Duncan started
to suck. "You really are a very handsome man." Darius paused. "May I make
love to you?" Darius was being so tender, so loving, Duncan could hardly
believe it. He nodded slowly, and Darius took the finger out of his mouth.
He brought it down and, lifting up Duncan's legs, he inserted it up to the
first joint in Duncan's hole. Duncan moaned slightly, but the pleasure was
quickly intensified by the feeling of a second finger, which Darius slowly
moved around and around and in and out in time with Duncan's moans. A third
finger was added, and it started to hurt Duncan. He whimpered slightly. "I'm
sorry, ok? But I have to do this, otherwise I'll never be able to get in
you." Darius said. Duncan writhed underneath him as his butt gradually
relaxed and accepted a third then a fourth finger. Darius poured some lube
onto his fingers when he pulled them out, then inserted them all again.
Finally, he added his thumb, which made Duncan yell at first, then slowly he
forced himself to relax and accept the forceful thrusting of Darius' hand in
his hole. "Good, ready?" Darius asked. His hand was on his cock with lube on
it, getting it ready. "I'm going to give it to you quickly, push it in a
long way, and then let you get used to it. It might hurt a bit, but it will
be over soon and we can get into the good part." Darius said, smiling at
Duncan. Duncan frowned for a second, then nodded.

Darius lined up his cock with the hole, which still seemed as tight as ever,
and he thrust his hips forward. The head went in in one go. He grabbed onto
Duncan's hips, as the smaller man tried to writhe away, yelling his head
off. Then he took another thrust of his hips, and he was most of the way in.
He looked up at Duncan, and the man had tears in his eyes. He was shaking
his head and still shouting in agony. Finally, Darius took another thrust
and he was buried 11" deep  inside Duncan's tight hole. The smaller man was
still practically screaming as Darius filled his bowels. Darius bent forward
at the hips, and covered Duncan's screaming mouth with his own. His tongue
plunged in and Duncan quickly wrapped his arms around Darius' body, his
nails digging into Darius' back. Darius' didn't move for a good ten minutes.
He just relaxed, even letting his cock deflate slightly before he got into
some serious groping with Duncan which got him hard again. Darius pulled
back slightly.

	"See? I told you it would be good." Duncan's eyes were practically rolling
around in his head. He was whimpering and moaning softly. Darius started
humping his massive cock into Duncan's tight hole, making Duncan moan loudly
in ecstasy. His tongue was literally lolling about his mouth. Darius'
thickness rubbed against his prostate and his precum was spraying all over
his six pack and pecs. "Suck my tongue." Darius said huskily. He leant
forwards, and stuck his tongue about an inch from Duncan's mouth. Duncan
grabbed a hold of both sides of Darius' head. He opened his mouth and sucked
hard on Darius' thick tongue. He sucked it how he'd sucked Darius' cock
earlier, taking as much in as possible, sucking it hard to make more come
out of Darius' mouth. He licked all around Darius' gorgeous lips and just as
he realised he was kissing Darius, the object of his fantasy, he moaned
loudly and came. His cum shot in long spurts all over his body, even hitting
Darius' and his own chin. He screamed loudly as Darius pumped in harder than
ever, grabbing his hips and pumping harder and harder.

Duncan's orgasm died down, but Darius wasn't finished. He leant forwards
again, and wrapped his arms around Duncan's body, lifting him up and pushing
him against a wall. Duncan wrapped his legs around Darius' slim waist,
feeling the tight butt under his feet. Darius pumped up and down, Duncan's
body crushed against the wall, Duncan sucking on his tongue again, and his
big cock finally getting all the way in as Duncan's own weight forced his
body down further than before. Darius' body started to tense up.

"Aaah, aah, oh fuck yes!" Darius' fist pounded into the wall only an inch
from Duncan's head and Duncan looked scared. This spurred on Darius even
more and he locked lips with Duncan again before his butt clenched hard and
he poured his massive load into Duncan's tight hole. His balls churned and
his cock pulsed as he poured it into Duncan, it started squirting out the
sides, dribbling down his cock and balls. He stood still for a while, his
butt clenching as his cock gradually softened. Once it was almost completely
soft. Darius let go of Duncan's hips and moved away from the wall. Duncan
wasn't expecting it, and he fell to the floor with a thud. "Clean off my
cock." Darius said harshly. Duncan crawled forwards and licked Darius' cock
clean of the cum and sweat and other juices that covered his cock even as he
felt the cum dribbling out of his own ass. Darius finally grabbed him around
the neck and pulled him up to standing again. Duncan was fully hard again.
Darius pulled him so close they were touching their entire bodies together,
then he grabbed the back of his head in one hand, shoved three fingers up
his hole with the other and forced his thick tongue into Duncan's mouth. The
pressure in his hole and the gorgeous lips plastered onto his own made
Duncan cum again. Darius pulled away.

"Clean off my hand." Duncan did, licking up the juices that were now all
over his fingers. "Put on your jeans." Darius ordered, and Duncan did as he
was told. Without any warning, Darius pushed Duncan out of his changing room
topless and went for a shower for himself. Duncan was feeling dazed, and
very empty.

"Alright Dunc?" Lee said, licking his lips. He leant forwards, and grabbed
Dunc's ass and planted a sloppy kiss on his lips. "I need to ask you a
favour." Duncan was feeling so empty, he needed something now, so he
followed Lee to an empty changing room.

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