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Lazing On A Sunday Afternoon

Daniel walked around the house and into the garden, searching for Darren. Humming a tune softly he enjoyed the pleasant weather. Finally summer had come. Turning around the corner he couldn't help chuckling softly at the sight before him. Darren was lying on the grass in the middle of the lawn, his arms and legs spread out. His eyes were closed, a small smile played on his lips. He looked extremely relaxed. Daniel's eyes sparkled with wonder and love for the other man. Darren and his crazy ideas...

A warm breeze caught Daniel's hair, twirled it around his cheekbones, tickling him softly. Yes, it definitely was a wonderful day. The grass felt soft and slightly ticklish against his naked feet. With his hands in the pockets of his beige shorts he slowly neared Darren who had surrendered to the hot weather as well. He too was only wearing shorts but if Daniel knew Darren well he probably wouldn't mind getting rid of those. Darren and hot weather never seemed to mix well.
Looking around the garden Daniel noticed how blooming flowers seemed to pop up everywhere. He inhaled the scent of flowers deeply, a satisfied smile spread on his lips. So wonderful.

Daniel laid down, his head resting on Darren's stomach. Turning his head, Daniel rubbed his cheek against Darren's naked flesh.
"What are you doing, Dare?" he asked softly, his head bumping on Darren's stomach as the other man spoke.
"Gardening."
"Oh, yeah, I can see that now," Daniel said, chuckling softly. He found one of Darren's hands with one of his own, entwined their fingers gingerly.
For some time neither of them spoke. The sun beamed joyfully, its beams covering and warming their bodies. Just as Daniel's eyes were about to close, dozing off in the warm weather, he blinked a couple of times, remembering his question and the peculiar answer.
"Dare?" he asked once more.
"Hmm?"
"What are you doing?"
Darren's other hand found Daniel's hair and started playing with it softly. Complete bliss and satisfaction washed over Daniel, making him sigh happily, deeply. "I'm gardening."

Daniel wanted to protest but the magic Darren's fingers were doing almost made him fall asleep. "You're nutters, luv. You can't be gardening," he murmured sleepily.
"Why not?" Darren's voice was soft, comforting.
"Because..." Daniel purred under Darren's soft touch. "You're just lying here, doing nothing..."
"I am doing something."
Daniel blinked. "Oh? What are you doing then?"
"I'm listening to the grass growing."
Darren's voice had sounded so confident, so convincing that for a moment Daniel almost believed him.
"You're listening to the grass growing?"
"Mmhmm. Making sure the garden is growing properly."
Daniel smiled softly, mentally shaking his head. Turning around, he placed one of his legs between Darren's, covering most of Darren's body with his own. He smiled down at Darren softly. "Hi."
Spreading out his arms, looking very comfortable and relaxed, Darren smiled back. "Hi."

Leaning down to kiss Darren's lips softly, Daniel let out a small gasp when the naked part of their upper bodies touched. Darren's skin was very warm from lying out in the sun while Daniel's was still slightly cooler.
Daniel rubbed their noses together, making Darren giggle in delight. "So, what's the grass telling you, Mr. Gardener? Is it growing properly?"
Darren closed his eyes. "Mmm... Yeah, it's growing properly. It says it's slightly compressed where we're lying, though," he giggled.

Chuckling softly, Daniel went lower, sucking gently on the flesh on Darren's neck. "Poor grass. Shouldn't we get off it then?"
Daniel heard Darren gasping softly, inhaling deeply. He wriggled slightly under Daniel's weight. "N-not necessarily. Only if you want to..."
"Shouldn't we do what's best for the grass?" Daniel went lower and now sucked on one of Darren's nipples. He loved the sensation he always felt when the nipples hardened instantly under his twirling tongue. Waves of pleasure ran through his body, making him feel slightly dizzy.

Darren let out a soft "Oh". His hands found Daniel's head, tugging his hair gently. He moaned softly. "Would be a shame to stop now..." he breathed, arching his back.
Daniel's hand ran down Darren's side, his hips. Darren shifted slightly and Daniel's hand sneaked under the other man's body, squeezing one of his buttocks. "Who said anything about stopping?" Daniel breathed, moving up to claim Darren's soft lips in a small kiss that quickly deepened.

A loud moan escaped but Daniel couldn't decide whether it had been from him or Darren. Probably both of them. He groaned softly and hid his face in the crook of Darren's neck when he felt himself harden. He shivered when he felt Darren respond to him a few seconds later.
"You know..." Darren breathed. "If we're going to continue doing any of this..." Darren's hand sneaked in between their bodies and inside Daniel's boxers. Daniel let out a small cry. "T-then we should probably get up. Don't want the neighbours to think that we're doing anything naughty..."
Daniel chuckled in between moans as Darren started working him. "Because we're not naughty..."
"No, we're just getting some seed for the garden so it'll grow better."
Daniel eyed him and chuckled. "You're such a dickhead."
Darren grinned cheekily. "No, this is a dickhead." He laughed when Daniel moaned loudly and trembled violently.
"/Fuck/... Dare, I think we should stop now before it gets embarrassing..." Daniel said, shifting to remove Darren's hand.
Darren squeezed Daniel's cock softly. "Do you want me to stop?"

Honestly, Daniel didn't want Darren to stop. He wanted him to continue what he was doing and maybe do other things. He vaguely felt his head shake. "No," he breathed. "But... Not here. Inside."
Darren nodded, his eyes dark with desire. He got up and helped Daniel get up as well. Daniel leaned against Darren for support, panting, the bulge in his shorts big and throbbing. "You're amazing, you know that, Dare?"
"I think I do. You've told me a couple of times," he said softly, wrapping his arms around Daniel's waist and rubbing their groins together.
Daniel moaned loudly. "So much for being the nice and peaceful neighbours. No more barbeque invitations for us," he murmured against Darren's neck.
Darren laughed wholeheartedly. "We'll have our own barbeque party then." He let go of Daniel and headed inside for the bedroom.

Daniel smiled, following his lover. His dick was still hurting slightly. "Sounds nice, Dare." The pain didn't ease much when they reached the hall and Darren stripped off his shorts and boxers.
He winked at Daniel. "In fact, I'm already in the mood for a bit of big, tasty sausage."
Daniel's jaw fell when Darren grabbed the waistband of his shorts and dragged him into the bedroom, shutting the door after them.

The End

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