NSFW WARNING !! its a bit graphic.
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Not much longer until Suzy finishes up dinner and Arin is gently shaking Dan awake. The older man yawns, blinking his tired, sleepy eyes up at Arin. "Hi," he whispers as Arin runs his fingers through his long curls, which make him want to go back to sleep more.
"Hey," Arin smiles as Dan stretches his long limbs. "Suzy made your favorite. You ready to wake up and eat, baby?"
"Yeah," Dan replies as Arin helps him sit up. He looks over and sees Suzy at the island and he smiles. "Hey Scuze, I missed you. Thanks for cooking dinner- it smells super great."
After Dan gets up and hugs Suzy, they all sit down together to eat. Dan mostly talks about the tour and the things he and Brian did and saw between shows and such. Arin fills him in on all the things he recorded while Dan was gone and Suzy fills Dan in on how her last three months were spent and what she got accomplished.
Dan doesn't really notice when Suzy pulls Arin aside to "help with dishes" and checks his phone to keep himself awake, listening to the movie on TV at the same time. And while Suzy and Arin are at the sink washing and rinsing everything, she gives him a few pointers for later, but it's not all that much useful.
She thinks he'll be okay though since he's technically practiced before and her biggest piece of advice is to just try and copy the things she's done to him before that he likes. That is what actually helps him a little.
After everything is done and cleaned, they all just hang out for a couple of hours talking and doing whatever until it starts to get closer to 1AM. Suzy excuses herself off to bed with a wink directed at Arin while Dan isn't paying attention, heading upstairs. Arin clears his throat after a couple of minutes and then stands up to stretch while Dan yawns and tries to convince himself to actually move.
Arin lends him a hand, easily lifting Dan to his feet. He grabs the duffle bag for him and they turn out the lights downstairs before they go up as well, heading into the guest bedroom that's already ready to be slept in. He sets the bag down with shaky hands, feeling weirdly nervous, and Dan thanks him, taking a seat on the edge of the bed.
Arin kind of wants to just leave and back out of anything that could happen between them, too anxious and embarrassed to bring any of it up and hoping that Dan has forgotten all about it already because that'd really make things easier.
But instead of just leaving, Arin awkwardly stands there, waiting for something to happen and he doesn't know why. When nothing does, he finally moves towards the open door and says, "Well, goodnight, Dan. I'll see you tomorrow?"
Dan frowns at him. "Where are you going, Ar?" he asks, confused. Arin stops before he makes it into the hall, unsure of what to do at this point. "Um, didn't you want to like...? You know."
Arin can see Dan's adam's apple bob when he swallows, gesturing wildly with his hands and avoiding eye contact. So he's nervous about this too. That makes sense, of course, it's just that somehow Arin didn't quite expect it.
"Fuck dude, I mean- yeah, of course, but only if you want to," the younger of the two admits, pushing his hair away from his eyes and leaning against the doorframe. He's said this before, but he feels like he always has to make things completely clear; he only wants it if Dan wants it and if Dan is comfortable. "Like I get it if you're not ready- you don't have to say that you are if you're really not."
Dan nods, fiddling with his jacket's zipper and looking over at Arin again, but at his face this time so that it's known that he's being sincere. "Okay, I get that, but I do want it, Arin. I wouldn't lie to you or force myself to do anything I'm not ready for. I want this, but let's just take it a little slow, alright? Now um... come here and fuckin' kiss me."
"Okay," Arin breathes out, pushing himself off of the frame. He closes the door behind himself and cuts out the light, so Dan reaches over and turns on the lamp. Arin moves over to him, who stops the younger in place with hands on his hips. The older slowly leans forward and bends a little to place a gentle kiss to Arin's clothed, slightly squishy stomach, and in turn Arin bends down just a tad to kiss the scar on Dan's eyebrow and then drops lower, to his cheek, before he finally catches Dan's lips with his own.
They kiss like they did in the kitchen. Arin's fingers tangle themselves in Dan's hair and he pulls on the curls, and Dan is groaning against the younger's mouth and digging his fingertips into Arin's hips, pulling him closer until his thighs bump against Dan's kneecaps.
"Fuck," Dan whispers when their lips part so that they can breathe. Arin tilts his head and moves a little to place scratchy kisses on Dan's neck until the older tilts his head back, exposing his throat. Arin presses kisses there too, over Dan's adam's apple. Arin can feel the older's throat vibrate against his tongue when Dan moans softly.
He pushes Arin back gently after a moment so that he can get his jacket off- he's feeling too hot and he needs to lose some layers. He goes ahead and pulls his shirt off and over his head too, while he's at it, and immediately finds Arin's eyes roaming everything, raking over his exposed skin and taking it all in.
Arin's hands brush against Dan's knees when they kiss again, but it's over quick when Arin lowers himself down to his knees in front of the older man. His eyes flicker up to Dan's and he swallows, thumbs rubbing against Dan's jean-clad knees.
"Is this okay?" Arin asks when he gently and slowly pushes Dan's legs apart. The older man nods, scooting forward a little. "Is it alright if I touch you now?"
Dan doesn't answer right away, but after a brief second, he starts undoing his belt and pants. Arin watches as he slips out of them, leaving him in nothing but his boxer briefs. His hand moves to grab the younger's, and he moves it up his thigh and allows it to rest over the bulge in his underwear before he lets go, letting Arin take over.
Arin thinks it feels good to touch him. His thumbs are moving, rubbing in circles and making Dan's thighs tense up; Arin can feel him growing harder under his touch, and frankly, it makes him wonder how the hell he got lucky enough to be doing this right now. His heart is pounding away, his cheeks are flushed and he's already starting to sweat.
With his free hand he pushes his hair back and holds it in place, and then he's leaning forward, placing kisses on Dan's inner thigh. He can pretty much feel Dan's eyes on him as he sucks a mark into the soft skin, his eyelashes tickling the area. He moves his hands to spread Dan's thighs a bit further apart to suck on some skin higher up. Dan's breath catches in his throat, his hands finding Arin's shoulders to grip onto tightly, fingers digging into the bones and skin maybe enough to bruise.
Arin meets Dan's eyes before he hesitantly moves his mouth over the older's fabric-protected dick, kissing there as well. Dan leans forward over Arin's head, exhaling shakily from the sensation. Arin does it again, and again, growing more and more eager and confident with every open-mouthed kiss he presses to the fabric.
"I- I need to fucking get these off," Dan manages to get out, his slightly unsteady hands letting go of Arin to grab onto the waistband of his boxers. He lifts his hips to pull them off, leaving him completely naked. Arin's eyes flicker to his cock and the younger finds his breath catching- this is actually happening. For real.
Then his fingers are there, touching, brushing against flushed skin, and he's gently rubbing his thumb over Dan's warm, pink, slightly wet tip, causing the older man's body to jerk just a little. Arin pulls away, but Dan quickly shakes his head, grabbing his hand and putting it back.
"No, no, baby, it's okay," he tells him, letting out a breathy giggle. Arin looks up at him and can't help but to grin.
"Sorry," the younger man says, chuckling, "I'm just all kinds of fuckin' nervous and shit because I don't want to do anything wrong and I still can't get over the fact that we're actually doing this, but goddamn it, Dan, you're so fucking beautiful and I can't help how much I want you and how much I wanna touch you and make you feel good, you bastard. You've got me so hard that it actually hurts."
"Well you've done it to me too, as you can clearly see, so stop teasing me- let's hurry up and fix this already," Dan utters, laughing before he leans in to kiss Arin again. Arin groans softly against Dan's mouth, his hands on the older man's thighs.
"Shut your silly little mouth, you handsome fuckin' prick," he replies as he pulls away from the kiss. Dan's grinning at him, cupping his jaw as he looks at him.
"How about you shut your mouth," the older counters, "You fuckin' whore."
"Make me," Arin sasses.
Dan looks at Arin then, tangling his fingers in Arin's hair and yanking a bit roughly when he pulls the younger's head down almost into his lap. "You have work to do, remember? Fuckin' get to it, Hanson."
Arin's glad that Dan seems to be getting comfortable enough, based on how easily he's joking around and making demands.
"Gladly, Avidan," Arin hums with another wide grin, sliding his hand up to finally take hold of Dan's cock. The older man shivers at the touch, pushing his curls out of his eyes with his free hand so that he can see Arin better as the younger of the two leans forward and lets his lips brush against the tip. His tongue darts out for a taste and Dan's shaking already, his legs trembling and his fingers gripping onto Arin's hair tighter.
It hurts a little, but Arin doesn't mind- it also feels good, and it shoots sparks down his spine. He decides to keep going and actually take the head of Dan's cock into his mouth, swirling his tongue around and hoping that it feels good. The resulting sound that comes from Dan's throat assures Arin that he's doing something right.
"Arin- fuck, that's-" he tries to get out, but he can't think well enough to form a proper sentence. "Holy shit, dude."
As Dan tugs on his hair, Arin lets his mouth sink further down, taking in as much as he can without feeling like he's going to gag. Dan whines softly as Arin starts to bob his head up and down, using his hands to stroke where his mouth can't reach. His facial hair gives Dan pleasant little scratches and tickles when it sometimes brushes his skin, but Dan eventually manages to take over, guiding Arin up and down by his hair instead, which the younger doesn't mind.
"I hate to say it," Dan starts breathlessly after a few moments, trying not to thrust his hips up too much, "But I'm- I probably won't be able... to last too long like this."
He lets go of Arin's hair so that the younger can freely pull off and talk to him. Arin lifts his head, his cheeks bright pink and his slightly quirked lips red as he gives Dan a little bit of a smirk. Dan rolls his eyes, but he's smiling a little.
"Don't you want me to keep going if you're close?" Arin asks, his voice getting a little raspy, leaning forward to kiss Dan's inner thighs and looking up at him through his eyelashes. The older man shivers, giggling a little.
"Well, yeah, but..." Dan stops himself, his fingers winding up tangled in Arin's hair again. "I dunno... I mean-" he pauses, a bit conflicted about what he really wants to do tonight and what he wants to save for another time, but he makes up his mind before too long; the way Arin's kissing and sucking on his inner thighs making the decision for him. "Alright, you can keep going if you want to."
Arin nods slightly before Dan is drawing him back in by his hair, letting his cock brush against Arin's lips until it's taken back into the younger's mouth. His tongue swirls around it as he pulls back, and he gives a hard suck as he lets Dan thrust slightly back in, lets Dan take over for him. He'll absolutely let Dan use him however the man wants to, without a doubt, and it worries Arin a little that he's like this, but as long as they're both fine he doesn't really see a problem in it.
He can tell that Dan's getting close by the soft moans he makes, by the way he tenses up and pulls on Arin's hair hard enough to sting and by the way his thrusts get a little harder, like he's losing control of them. Arin nearly gags and chokes a few times, but he doesn't mind that much if he's honest and figures he might as well get used to it if he's going to be with Dan. Besides, Arin just loves giving him pleasure, much like he does with anyone else he's been with, including Suzy, of course; it makes him feel all tingly inside, makes him feel so good and satisfied.
Dan tries to warn him before he does, but he's coming before he can get all of the words out in time. The liquid feels hot in Arin's mouth and as it slides down his throat. It's bitter and sort of salty and not very good, but he swallows it anyway.
Dan lets go of Arin's hair once again and falls back onto the mattress, chest heaving from breathing heavily, completely spent. Arin sits back on his calves, pushing his hair out of his eyes and taking deep breaths as well. His shirt is kind of wet from his sweat and his pants feel too tight and uncomfortable, his cock throbbing painfully in them.
"Oh my god," Dan sighs out, sitting up a little on his elbows to look at Arin. He feels a little dazed, but a lot more clear-headed at the same time now that most of the arousal is gone. "That was... shit, that was really good, baby. That was... was that the first time you sucked a dick?"
"Yeah," Arin admits, exhaling. "I'm guessing Suzy told you I never have, right? Or you just guessed? Either way, I'm still not that good because, well I mean... I've never done it before. So maybe it's not much of a surprise that you knew."
"Suzy told me," Dan confirms, pushing himself up so that he's sitting upright, "She didn't get too much into it, though, so I still don't know if you've been with another guy before. I thought that you might've at one point, but then changed my mind so now I just don't know. I just always wondered how you've never seemed to be scared of the idea."
Arin shrugs, biting down on his lip briefly. "I was scared though- I have been scared recently. And nervous. Especially tonight. But now that I've fuckin' gone and done it already, I'm feeling... fine, weirdly enough, and I feel good, you know? I'm ready for anything now, it feels like."
Dan stands up and offers Arin a hand, which the younger takes. Once they're both standing, Dan pulls him in for a hug, his fingers playing with the hems of Arin's clothes. The older kisses the younger, who melts a little in his arms.
"So wait, did you swallow the...?" Dan asks like he doesn't believe it when he pulls back for a moment, a little bit surprised and confused. When Arin nods, Dan does too. "Oh, alright; I can taste it in your mouth, which is fine- it's just a little weird but... you know- I'll get over it. I just didn't think that you would, but fucking shit, Ar, you keep surprising me."
Arin laughs. "I didn't plan to actually swallow it all, it just happened that way."
"Well, despite never giving a beej before, you did fucking amazing, Ar," Dan tells him, hands on Arin's hips to pull him in close again.
"To be fair," Arin begins with a chuckle, "I did ask Suzy for some pointers and shit because I was afraid of not being good."
Dan smiles fondly. "Aww, well, I'm going to have to thank her then."
"Yeah, me too."
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