Joe grinned and nodded before taking a good drink from the Fin's bottle. Would he fuck Aarne over the bar? Of course he would. The bassist was a trashfire and everyone seemed to know this now since people were watching. Those who weren't smashed out of their head or too busy fucking like Mick and Ziggy in the corner or Billy and Rik in the men's toilets. Oh, Joe knew about all of that. He had sharp eyes and ears even trashed. Watching Aarne push his tiny leather pouch down caused the Brit to lick his lips at the sight. Fuck, it was hot!
"You're hot. Smoking hot, baby."
A quick kiss to the Fin's lips and Joe grabbed hold of the drummer by the waist, pushing him up against the bar. Licking some fingers, he quickly lubed up his fingers and then decided to tip vodka all over his cock because why not? He then giggled as he shoved his cock up Aarne's ass crack, rubbing teasingly.
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Joe grinned and nodded before taking a good drink from the Fin's bottle. Would he fuck Aarne over the bar? Of course he would. The bassist was a trashfire and everyone seemed to know this now since people were watching. Those who weren't smashed out of their head or too busy fucking like Mick and Ziggy in the corner or Billy and Rik in the men's toilets. Oh, Joe knew about all of that. He had sharp eyes and ears even trashed. Watching Aarne push his tiny leather pouch down caused the Brit to lick his lips at the sight. Fuck, it was hot!
"You're hot. Smoking hot, baby."
A quick kiss to the Fin's lips and Joe grabbed hold of the drummer by the waist, pushing him up against the bar. Licking some fingers, he quickly lubed up his fingers and then decided to tip vodka all over his cock because why not? He then giggled as he shoved his cock up Aarne's ass crack, rubbing teasingly.