Two hours later, with glasses of red wine in front of them, they had written snippets of two songs and began work on a third. Seductive was definitely the word for Darren's voice. He could whisper, he could belt, and he could moan. More than anything else, he could moan. What would it be like if...no, don't think of that..You aren't like that. You can't be fantasizing about another man...

"What are you thinking, Daniel?" Darren broke the silence, jarring Daniel out of his thoughts.

"Nothing, nothing at all. Just that your voice sounds good teamed up with my music. If we can get someone to hear this, I think we'll really go far."

"I think so too, but I know you were thinking something else. I can always tell. It's okay; you can confide in me."

Daniel laughed nervously. "There's nothing to confide. I just spilled it for you."

Darren shook his head. "No." He placed a hand on Daniel's shoulder, and before the blond man could react, said, "This is what you want to confide, isn't it?"

Their breaths intermingled. Darren slipped his hand to Daniel's neck, looking for a sign of disapproval, and finding none, drew him into a kiss. As their mouths met, Darren's tongue traced the edge of Daniel's upper lip, darting back inside. Daniel shivered. When had Mindi ever kissed him like this? When had any woman ever kissed him like this? It was somehow rough and tender at the same time.

It was also wrong. Daniel broke off, looking at Darren with uncertainity. "I-I'm sorry."

"For what?" Darren inquired softly. "I'm the one who wanted to kiss you." Daniel turned away, suddenly feeling unsure of himself.

Darren placed his hand on the small of Daniel's back, softly guiding him back. "Hey, I know. I was like this too my first time with another man."

"You're--" Darren nodded slowly.

"Oh god, I've--" Darren held a finger to Daniel's lips. "This is a brand new experience for you. I can tell. Maybe you want to stop, and I'll understand if you do." He pulled in the blond man again. "But I don't think you do," he whispered, melting into another kiss. Daniel breathed into Darren's mouth, still hesitant

"Daniel, bisexuality is nothing to be afraid of. Just give in if it feels right."

Daniel sighed, succumbing in Darren's strong arms. It did feel right.

In the bedroom, Darren took Daniel into his arms and closed his mouth atop his, the kiss growing deeper, more passionate. Darren stroked the side of Daniel's face, his hair, his lips moving to his chin, his neck. Daniel gasped as he felt his shirt being unbuttoned, followed by the warm path left behind on his chest.

Darren rose back up to his lips and pushed him on the double bed. Never had the cotton sheets blended so well with his skin. With new boldness, Daniel pulled Darren's black turtleneck over his head, so they were now both naked above the waist. They looked into each other's eyes, Daniel with amazement.

"Go ahead and touch," Darren said, lightly grasping Daniel's wrist, leading it to his right pectoral. Daniel caressed the muscle, grazing the nipple, brushing it, then teasing it. Holding his breath, staying with what he felt, he moved his mouth there, tracing a circle around, and then sucking.

"Ohhhh..yes that's it....right there. Go with the feeling."

Daniel was unzipping Darren's slacks now, pushing them down, giving Darren the signal to do the same. Moving to the other nipple, Daniel finished undressing the dark-haired man, letting his hands roam wherever he wanted; down Darren's muscular chest, to his flat stomach, to his powerful thighs. He stroked the inner area, resulting in Darren's hushed murmur.

Sweet, hot kisses soon followed the caresses, and Daniel inhaled Darren's cologne. Feeling high off the scent, Daniel practically dared himself to separate Darren's legs and touch his shaft.

"Do it," Darren whispered, "I know you want to, and noone will ever know except you and me." Darren shuddered as he felt the gentle touch of lips on his inner thighs; so close, so close. "Please suck me. Take me into your mouth and suck my cock."

Daniel gazed upon Darren's writhing form as he continued his movements. Could he really suck off another man? Daniel held his breath. Could he? Yes, he could, he definitely could. He licked his lips in anticipation, and took Darren's sex in his warm, wet mouth. Just the head at first, then, encouraged by Darren's moaning and hand immersed in his hair, a little more. And then a little more.

Daniel was surprised at how delicious and naughty this felt. Darren's cock was deep in his throat, and he was relishing it like a lollipop. Except this was much better than any penny candy. Daniel felt himself getting intoxicated by the scents of Darren's natural male musk and aroused flesh. He looked up to see how his friend was reacting, one hand still buried in his head, the other gripping the pillow tightly, a look of unmistakeable ecstacy on his beautiful face.

Daring a little more now, Daniel used the fingers of his other hand to fondle Darren's sacs, down to the sensitive area just below. Darren thought he had jumped five feet in the air; he wasn't expecting this. Daniel's touch was so subtle there; light yet knowing. He was still fucking Daniel's mouth; wanting to just die from the sensation of the blond's ultimate kisses.

But not yet.

Darren suddenly sat up, trying not to shock Daniel. He half-reluctantly withdrew, pinning Daniel back to the bed.

"What the---"

"Say nothing more. Just let me take it out on you." Darren was breathing above his genitals, licking his lips, swallowing Daniel's shaft, all in one fluid motion.

"Oh...ohgod," Daniel sputtered. These were defnitely not the oral skills of a woman--or a mere beginner. With lust and passion, Darren furiously sucked his cock, taking it to the back of his throat. Daniel cried out as loud as he could, in a voice he could barely believe was his. In response, Darren strummed two of his fingers among Daniel's in-between area, watching his friend toss and turn on the sheets, his mouth agape, lost in the moment.

"I...wanna come...please..."

Darren let Daniel out of his mouth. "Not yet. I have another treat for you." Before Daniel could ask what, he felt himself being flipped over so he was now on his stomach, on his knees, legs spread apart. He barely had time to catch his breath when he felt the sensation of a tongue teasing along his opening; Darren's face buried between Daniel's cheeks, his hands kneading the tight orbs of flesh, followed by more gentle kisses among the rounded edges. He heard the sound of a foil packet being torn, felt the tender application of KY jelly. "Shhhh...I know this may hurt at first. Let me know if it's too painful. Daniel slowly nodded, nervous and excited.

"Are you okay?" Darren asked, concerned.

"Yes," Daniel said, faintly. "Please. More." Carefully, Darren guided in another inch, and then another, into Daniel's virgin passage. The blond man groaned softly. "Fuck me, Darren." The dark-haired man was raining kisses on Daniel's sturdy back. "Please, please fuck me."

"I'm not going to fuck you, Daniel. I'm going to make love to you. I want to be deep and snug inside you for a long time." He was licking X's on Daniel's right shoulder and stroking his outer thigh. Daniel sighed, his body involuntarily jerking.

"Don't care...just fuck me..."

Darren deeply thrust inside, causing a fresh reaction of pain and pleasure. Over and over, sweet and hard; breathing becoming ragged. Nothing existed anymore; not Paris, not the cafe, nothing. Just this bedroom and Darren's cock, so big and filling him as he wanted.

"Hold on--" Darren cried out, grabbing Daniel's torso, his face so caught in the enrapture. "I feel--I'm gonna come--" Darren's noises of joy, ever so melodic, pushing Daniel closer to the edge before finally erupting inside him. Near screams now, Daniel's tight ass wringing out the last of his orgasm. Never had it ever felt so intense, just so damn good. Darren was still shaking as he reluctantly withdrew, still kissing Daniel all over his spine, his back, his rear.

With one last burst of energy, Darren again flipped over his friend to suck him even more ferociously than before. Daniel gasped, surprised, stimulated by the sight of Darren's lovely face invaded by his hard flesh. There wasn't more he could take, no, not much more.

"Just come, damn you!" Darren snarled.

"I--oh--oh!!" Daniel was thrashing all over the place, Darren keeping up. Senses were magnified, inhibitions permanently lost as Daniel found himself falling down the black hole of climax. The bed became something to desperately hang onto, as nothing had ever felt like this, not ever.

Darren crawled back to Daniel's lips, kissing him gently. Daniel tasted his own essence, salty and tangy. They embraced, holding each other close as the last tremors died away.

Daniel opened his eyes to find he was still in Darren's arms. "Hey," Darren whispered, kissing him on the forehead, waiting carefully for the reaction.

He needn't have worried. Daniel smiled, sitting up next to his new lover. "That was--how do I put it--intense."

"We'll go at your own pace, I promise. I know what it's like to be hurt." He slid his arm around Daniel, but Daniel was walking toward the window. "What are you doing?"

"I never realized how gorgeous Paris actually was. No wonder they call it the City of Lights."

Darren laughed. "You're facing an alley."

Daniel took Darren into his arms. "It's all beautiful when you have everything that you need." He kissed the dark-haired man on the chin, leading back to his lips, kissing slowly and tenderly. Breaking off their clinch, Daniel once again gazed out the window. The failed relationship with Mindi; it was nothing but a superficial memory now and wrong, all wrong. What was right was surrounding him, and in his arms.

Darren put his head on Daniel's shoulder, nodding in agreement. Maybe there was hope for love after all, at least on this autumn evening.

"Everything that I need," Daniel repeated. The lights in the building across the way turned out for the night. A bicycle zoomed down the narrow street. It was Paris, and it was perfect.