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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