Joe glanced down when Aarne began tugging on the leather straps of his jock strap. The bassist grinned and licked his lips because this whole thing was fucking hot. Undoing the leather straps, Joe slid his skimpy underwear down his toned thighs and then swung it around in his fingers before throwing it in the direction of the top table. It landed close by Weird's chair leg.

Total trashfire.

Laughing loudly, Joe then pulled his lover back towards his own body, growling and pressing a rough kiss to Aarne's neck then licking a line up with his tongue. Fuck, he wanted the Fin.

"Smack me, bitch. Do it."

Joe grabbed hold of the bar top, now wiggling his naked ass towards the drummer whilst sticking his tongue out between his teeth. His cock was jutting up, erect and stiff. But first he wanted more of a spanking it seemed.