He did. Coming over he opened his mouth to bite down on the visible portion of the fruit. But before he could do so Daniel sucked the berry into his mouth.

Darren held his breath. They had never played this game with anyone else before but he reckoned that if anybody would play Brian would. Time to put his theory to the test. ‘So Bri how badly do you want that strawberry?’ he asked as Daniel parted his lips slightly to reveal that he still held the fruit on his tongue. Understanding immediately Brian drew Daniel’s head towards him and slipped his tongue in between his open lips.

Using his tongue Dan pushed the strawberry into Brian’s mouth before withdrawing and breaking the kiss.

‘So you know that trick too.’ Brian said once he had finally swallowed the now slightly soggy berry.

‘Where do you think Darren learnt it?’ Daniel replied with a laugh.

‘Taught me everything I know.’ Darren informed him.

‘Oh yeah, well let’s see if I can’t teach you something new.’ And before Dan had time to reply Brian crashed his lips to the guitarist’s, driving his tongue deep into Daniel’s mouth, exploring it’s unknown territory, bringing his hands up to cradle the back of his head. Daniel placed his hands on Brian’s arse and pulled him tight up against him. Sliding his hands down he hoisted Brian up, encouraging the smaller man to wrap his legs around his waist which he gladly did.

Smiling to himself, Darren picked up several items from the trolley and moved to the far side of the bed as Daniel, with Brian still attached walked over and laid him down. Forcing his legs flat, Dan straddled his captive, effectively pinning him to the bed.

The instant Daniel broke the contact, Brian’s hands came up to pull him back down. He wasn’t about to give up his newfound friend just yet.

‘Tsk,tsk,’ Dan cautioned. Taking the questing hands he raised them over the petit singer’s head, planting them firmly on the bed. Darren placed his hands atop Daniel’s, trapping both sets under his own. Leaning over he engaged Dan in a fierce demanding kiss, nipping and sucking at his lover’s lower lip. Beneath him Dan felt Brian’s growing arousal at this sight and moved slightly to rub himself against the slender form. He was rewarded with the sound of a strangled moan.

From the look in his eyes, Daniel guessed, correctly, that Brian was not used to being in such a submissive position. Well there was a first time for everything. He wanted to play their game; he would have to play by their rules.

‘You’ve gone very quiet Brian.’ Dan chuckled. ‘and here was I thinking you were a screamer. Tell me, Brian are you a screamer? I bet you are. Darren’s a screamer but I’m guessing you already know that.’ withdrawing his hands from between the other two’s Daniel reached up and caressed Darren’s cheek. ‘He hits some pretty high notes when he’s singing but believe me they are nothing to the notes I can make him reach and Brian,’ Dan dropped his voice to a seductive whisper and brushing back silken locks put his lips close to Bri's right ear, ‘tonight I am gonna make you hit notes you never even dreamed existed. I’m gonna make you scream my name so hard when you come, you’re gonna shatter glassware.’

Daniel flicked his tongue out and nibbled on Brian's earlobe. Brian could do little more than whimper as Dan continued down to kiss down his milky neck and across his collarbone. Raising his head slightly he forced his tongue between Brian's eager lips, only to withdraw to an obscenity laced protest. Darren claimed his lover's mouth again briefly, before bending down to kiss the prone figure beneath him, both men searching for the taste of Daniel in each other’s mouths.

Grabbing the edge of Brian's T-shirt Dan forced them to break apart as he pulled it over his head, taking care to manoeuvre around Darren's hands so that he remained their captive. Once this task was complete Daniel helped Darren off with his shirt, momentarily grabbing Brian's hands so that he could shrug it off. Finally Daniel sat back and removed his own; Brian's eyes marvelling at the tight tanned chest suddenly in front of him. Catching his gaze Dan smiled suggestively. 'There is only one rule in this game Brian. You can look but you can't touch. Think you can deal with that?'

Brian could only nod meekly. His face said it all. He was ready to do whatever it took. Releasing Brian Darren dragged a pillow from the head of the bed and positioned it under the singer's head. He then took his hands and placed them under the pillow. 'Remember look don't touch.' He cautioned, trailing a finger down Brian's cheek to his wet and swollen lips. A velvet tongue darted out and licked the tip. Darren chuckled and added two more fingers. Eagerly Brian sucked them into his mouth, laving his tongue over the knuckles before biting down.

Darren let out a pleasured curse. Brian knew all the right buttons to push. ‘Oh that is so going to cost you.’

‘I do hope so.’ Brian replied provocatively as Darren withdrew his nipped fingers.

Brian’s laughter soon stopped when Daniel ran his hands over his bare chest and the identity of what Darren had passed him became all to apparent.

‘Oh fuck!’ Brian took a sharp inbreath.

The ice began to melt, sending tiny rivulets of moisture trickling across his hot skin.

‘Ooo, fuck, fuck, arghh.’ His speech returned to a mixture of moans and profanities as Dan chased the droplets with his tongue. The heat of his saliva a stark contrast to the icy cold. Darren produced another cube and rubbed it over Brian’s nipples causing them to jump to attention. Where Darren rubbed, Dan’s mouth quickly followed. Then leaving Darren to lick and suck across Brian’s neck and collarbone he used his own cube to trace a path down Brian’s chest, across his abdomen and lower.

‘Just do it, damn you.’ Brian hissed as Daniel’s hands brushed teasingly over his flies.

‘As you wish.’ With an exaggerated slowness Daniel undid the button and drew down Brian’s zipper revealing an already hardened cock. Carefully Dan slid down Brian’s lower body taking the vocalist’s trousers and black lace underwear with him. Flinging away his shoes he relived him of his last vestiges of clothing. Brian took advantage of this freedom to lock his legs around Dan, drawing him back to him.

Smiling Dan put the remnants of his ice cube to his lips running his tongue suggestively over it. Brian visibly shivered in anticipation. Unable to contain himself any longer two hands shot out and grabbed Daniel’s head.

‘Wondered how long you would last.’ Daniel chuckled throwing the ice to the floor.

Any reply Brian might have given died in his throat as Dan put his mouth to his cock, engulfing it in wet coldness.

‘Fucckkkkk,’ Brian bucked his hips up and tightened his grip on Daniel’s hair, encouraging him in his ministrations as he began to lick his way up and down Brian’s shaft.

As Dan took more and more of Brian into his mouth, Darren placed his hands under Brian’s chin and claimed his mouth with his own; fucking his mouth with his tongue just as surely as Brian was fucking Daniel’s. Brian’s hands dug further into Daniel’s hair, twisting and pulling at the blond locks causing Dan to moan against his cock, sending a jolt the length of the smaller man’s spine.

Daniel took Brian to the brink then drew back, his lips wet with precum and saliva.

‘Nooooo,’ Brian’s disappointment was evident in the strangled cry that forced it’s way between his lips, his hands desperately trying to pull Dan’s head back down.

‘Patience.’ Using his hands to free his hair from Brian’s grasp and gently removing his legs from around his body, Daniel stepped back and undid his trousers kicking them to one side. Putting his lips once more to the petit singer’s ear he whispered huskily ‘Brain, I’m gonna fuck your brains out.’

‘You’d better.’ Brian growled between pants trying to fake a stern manner, pulling his legs up to right angles and spreading his thighs in wanton expectation.

Daniel looked at Darren and inclined his head.

‘Bri?’ Darren inquired.

Comprehending Brian nodded in the direction of his half open vanity case. ‘In there.’

Darren went and retrieved a small leather drawstring pouch. Opening it he tipped the contents onto the bed, considering his options. ‘Hmm, I’ve always liked you in green Jonesy.’

‘Green is good.’ Daniel said as Darren tossed him the foil wrapped condom. Ripping it open he rolled it onto his erection.

‘Lube, lube…’ Ignoring the tube on the bed, Daniel appeared to ponder the matter aloud, ‘ah thank you my love.’ Dipping his fingers in the bowl held out to him, Dan then placed two of them into Brian’s mouth, allowing him to greedily lick off the whipped cream. Meanwhile Darren reached over and with his own fingers full started slowly smearing the thick goo over Daniel’s sheathed cock, stroking it to its full height. Both men laughed as Brian’s eyes grew wider, his breathing shallow, his own arousal still painfully erect.

‘Much as I’m sure you would love it dry,’ Dan withdrew his fingers and moved to position himself, placing his hands firmly on Brian’s hips, ‘I happen to think that this is much more fun.’ And without any further warning he thrust himself in.

Brian let out a yelp as Dan withdrew and thrust again. There was nothing gentle about his actions. ‘See I knew you were a screamer.’ Dan panted triumphantly as he gradually built up a rhythm.

Flinging his head back into the pillow Brian closed his eyes and submitted to pleasured pain that was coursing through him. ‘Harder,’ he commanded in between high-pitched shrieks. ‘Harder, fuck you, harder,’ his hands gripping Dan’s shoulders.

Dan was only too happy to comply. Sweat ran down his torso as he dug his fingers into Brian’s soft flesh, driving himself ever deeper. He didn’t have to look up to know what this little show was doing to Darren; he had heard his lover’s zipper go with the first thrust.

Temporarily removing his hand, Darren picked up the bottle in the ice bucket and opened it with gentle ‘pop’ that was barely audible over the combined moans of the bodies on the bed. Putting his finger over the top of the bottle he shook it hard. A fountain of champagne burst forth, showering Daniel and Brian in it’s golden liquid.

Without breaking his stroke Daniel glanced up and locking eyes with Darren wordlessly conveyed his invitation.

Putting down the bottle, Darren picked up a condom from the selection, and using more conventional lube, moved round the other side of the bed, wrapping his arms round Daniel’s waist.

Brian's body jumped as Darren entered Dan. Every thrust Darren made passed through Daniel, urging him on, and into Brian. Hard and fast, no mercy shown. With every thrust Brian moaned louder. Bending forward Dan licked at the champagne pooling on Brian’s stomach, swirling his tongue round the singer’s navel, dipping in to suck at the moisture there.

Brian felt hands come round and roughly grab his cock. He had no idea whose they were but the bruising pressure on his hipbone suggested that they weren’t Dan’s. He didn’t care. He was well passed caring. All he could focus on was the blinding white heat consuming his every fibre, every nerve ending.

Darren’s chest was pressed hard against Daniel’s back and he felt his lover’s teeth bite down as he too began the climb towards crescendo, This coupled with the sensation of Brian’s fingernails pressed hard into his shoulders was all the encouragement Dan needed. He slammed into Brian with a ferociously born of intense need. ‘Brian,’ he cried, ‘oh fuck, Brian, Darren,’ fighting for every breath now as Darren continued his restlessly pounding. ‘I’m gonna…’

‘I. Know. Baby, I. Know’ came the breathless reply, each word punctuated by another thrust.

Darren worked Brian harder, his hand slick with precum, champagne and sweat. He felt a shudder wrack the slender form and knew that his friend and sometime lover, was close.

Brian’s nails dug deeper into Dan as he shrieked obscenities with wild abandonment, his outbursts mingling with the grunts and groans of the others.

Moments later Dan had the satisfaction of hearing two pairs of lungs scream his name as Darren managed to bring Brian off at the same time as he came in Dan. The two men jerked in unison as they both spent themselves.

With one last motion Daniel too reached his climax, the world exploding around him in a daze of coloured lights as the muscles encasing his cock clamped down tight, holding him until his shudders subsided. Exhausted he collapsed on top of Brian, the combined stickiness of cum and champagne bonding them together.

Daniel felt Darren slide out of him, a wet trial of kisses being planted across his back. ‘Thank you beautiful one.’ Darren said, discarding his condom and climbing onto the bed to curl up next to them, kissing Dan’s shoulders as he did so. Shifting slightly Daniel came out of Brian, carefully taking off the condom and dropping it to the floor. Laying back down he moved so that he was between Darren and Brian, wrapping an arm around each one.

‘Thank you,’ he whispered planting a light kiss on Brian’s lips. ‘Thank you.’ he said turning to Darren, his voice full of love, before capturing his beloved’s mouth in a fierce kiss. Feeling Brian spoon himself against his body, softly nipping his back, Daniel broke for air and looked at Darren. An unspoken agreement passed between them. Momentarily breaking the embrace Dan pulled Brian over so that he was lying between the two lovers. One of Darren’s hands clasped Brian’s the other reached across for Daniel’s and entwined together like three peas in a pod they slept.

Brian was the first to wake. Carefully disentangling himself from the sprawl of somewhat sticky limbs surrounding him, he sat back on his heels and surveyed the sleeping bodies before him. One tanned and golden, the other so pale it looked like marble in the half-light. He smiled as a wicked thought entered his head. //Now where did I put that jar of peanut butter.//