The Terror Tour

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[Continued from here]

Ziggy was happy to bring everyone out to a upscale bar in New York City. This was a celebration of all three bands coming together for a tour. It was going to be rowdy and certainly blow up social norms. He loved it and the others did as much as he did.

The Hammers, The Hell's Angels, and The Spiders from Mars were going to bond over booze and food at The Plunge. Bar, restaurant and rooftop pool with a DJ. It was everything they needed to unwind. He left Mick for a moment once free of the elevator to call up Jack. He was all too willing to bring up a gang of boys and girls and some of the more androgynous Diamond Dogs for the evening. Food and booze on Ziggy and the other bands to pay for their own wants or needs. There would be a whole group of punk and glam Dogs here soon, all young in the 18-25 range which was suitable since that was around all the bands' ages too. Then he went to rejoin Mick and get a drink.

Gloria walked slowly with Weird, worried but glad they were free of the elevator.

"Do you want me to get my own bed?" Rik teased between laughs when he was questioned about his decision to stay in the other guitarist's room. He leaned in whispering. "I like sleeping with you, in any bed."

He giggles as he's pulled out of the elevator, slipping away to wrap his arms around Billy as they walk. It's awkward and he's laughing but this is what was missing for months now.

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Aarne was this way with anyone he wanted and he wanted the bassist. He noticed the hunger in that gaze drifting low on his body.

"I can give it to you too." Aarne whispered with a giggle as he's pulled in by his ass. "I'll go just about any way."

As for the rest of it, the drummer brought his hands up to Joe's shoulder and raked his nails down the bassist's back. Definitely hard enough to leave welted red trails behind but not enough to draw blood, at least not yet. He threw his head back at the bite, taking a ragged breath as his back is once more against the bar.

"Who's bending over this bar first, honey?" Aarne asks with a quiet giggle. He loved all of this and wanted more.

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"Maybe I'm just a greedy bastard tonight but----I want you bending over, sweetie."

Joe wanted to fuck Aarne against the bar top and didn't care who was looking or whatever else was going on. He was trashed and gave zero fucks. All he wanted was the Fin's ass constricting around his cock as he fucked the girly boy silly. Those nails caused the Brit to hiss with pleasure as he captured Aarne's lips in a heated kiss, biting down on the lower lip.

"I'm going fuck that pretty little ass of yours."

He smirked and licked his lips, smacking Aarne's ass cheeks with his hand.

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"Get greedy." Aarne says playfully with a winks. He wants this so much.

The slap got a squeaked moan from the Fin who shoved into the Brit. His hands sliding down to Joe's ass and grabbing it roughly.

"Are you going to get rough with me?" Aarne purred before dipping down to flick his tongue on the nipple ring and tugged gently with his teeth.

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"You fucking know it, hot stuff."

Joe giggled and stuck his tongue out as he then felt the Fin tug at his nipple ring which caused a low moan to rip from the Brit's lips. Fuck, that felt good! He wanted more as he then bit down on Aarne's shoulder, growling and bringing his hand around to spank the drummer's ass cheek. Did he want to spank the Fin? Fuck yes.

"Ever been spanked, pretty boy?"

He nipped at Aarne's earlobe, licking along the shell and groaning.

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"Can I spank you back?" He's asking but the question is punctuated with a hard slap on the bassist's bare ass.

Aarne kissed his way up Joe's bicep, across his shoulder and all the way up to his lips; a mix of soft lips, flicking tongue and little love bites all over his skin. The Fin was an incredible trashfire but he had a lot of experience.

"How strong are you?" He asks, fingers dancing their way up the Brit's arm while the other hand drifts up his back. "These arms big enough to hold me up while we fuck against this bar?"

Aarne leaned in closer, breathless as he got his fingers into Joe's hair, grabbed a handful at the neck and yanked it. "I want to have my hands in your hair."

He loved pulling hair, loved having his pulled too. The wildness is starting to come out that would leave the bassist scratched up, bit all over, smeared with lipstick and fingers wrapped his his hair.

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"You want to spank me back? Ooh, you fucking horny devil. I love it. Yes, spank me, you sexy bitch."

Joe laughed and then watched what Aarne was doing with that tongue of his. His eyes tracing where it was going up the bassist's bicep. It tickled and Joe giggled a little bit, softly moaning at the little love bites to his heated skin. The Fin driving him wild with each touch and lather of that tongue.

"I'm a strong enough lad. I'll be able to support you if you want to be fucked against the bar. I used to lift Viktor for piggy back rides down hotel lobbies while he yelled insults at fucking idiot guests."

That was a laugh. Viktor was heavy but Joe had managed to support their band leader for the duration of the trashfire event. Billy was too busy laughing to do anything and Zack just watched, giggling softly.

"You can pull it if you like. I like a bit of pain with my pleasure, hot stuff."

Joe licked his lips and then bit down on Aarne's shoulder, moaning lewdly. Fuck. What a trashfire. He then spanked the Fin's ass once more, gasping at the feeling of the soft flesh against his calloused palm.

[suomi_thunder]

"Before or after we fuck?" Aarne could be demanding but he found the bassist damned near irresistible. He's willing to go with whatever gets him off.

The comment about Viktor had the drummer laughing as he leaned to press his bare chest into Joe's skin. "I think Viktor's in for more than a piggy back ride tonight."

Aarne had noticed Vars touching on the singer. He could only imagine the fight for the upper hand that was going to go down. However, his attention comes quickly back to Joe.

"I bet you do." Aarne held tight to his hair as he bit the Fin's shoulder. Yanking hard on his hair, Aarne bit Joe on the side of the neck, aiming to leave some marks behind.

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"Either? I'm not fussed, hot stuff."

To be honest Joe wouldn't mind if Aarne wanted to spank him before they started fucking since he was already wound up and very horny. His cock was stiff and hard and no doubt the drummer could see that by now. The small leather pouch wasn't doing much to hide the Brit's erection.

"I think Viktor will get his own ass spanked and maybe even bitten by that Norwegian stallion."

Another laugh and Joe is now sliding his hands up Aarne's chest, moving to pinch one of his nipples playfully. Would he get spanked? The yanking on the hair felt good as did the biting on the side of his neck. That got a gasp from the bassist who then reached around to pinch Aarne's ass cheek.

"Want to spank me, you Finnish whore?"

It was a playful gesture as was the name calling, as Joe leant over the bar, taking a drink from a nearby vodka bottle, downing several mouthfuls and waving his ass towards the taller man.

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"Lets get this off." He tugged gently on the straps of that little leather pouch smiling broadly. He did glance over at Vars and Viktor before shaking his mane of wild hair.

"As long as he likes getting ridden rough, he'll get a hell of a night."

That nipple pinch brought his attention back with a gasp. The second pinch causing the Fin to jump and giggle. "I'll redden that ass of yours, bitch."

Aarne wasn't offended by the word whore and easily threw the playful insults back. Though, when Joe leaned over the drummer gave him a pair of hard slaps to the ass, one for each cheek. Nails raking over the newly slapped skin while he took the vodka bottle and a huge gulp off booze.

"If you stay bent over I'll have to smack it a few more times."

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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.

[suomi_thunder]

Aarne erupted into drunken giggles because of where the undies landed but stops long enough to take another long drink from the bottle. Being pulled in he instantly grinds his body against the Brit.

Aarne watched him present his ass between more drinks from the bottle. Emptied he tossed it aside and gave Joe a hard crack on the ass with his wet, cold hands. Dragging his nails over the reddened hand print the Fin laughed even more.

Another smack and then Aarne moves in one fluid motion, wedging himself between Joe and the bar. He drags his nails down the bassists ass and thighs as he takes his whole cock into his mouth. He's not about to suck him off completely but he wants to get a taste of him before they start fucking.

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Oh fuck! That hot mouth wrapped around his cock caused the Brit to gasp and then moan lewdly. By now behind the bar was empty since the staff had left seeing the two rockstars near fucking each other. At least Tom had paid for lawyers in advance and Ziggy had paid for damages and everything else.

"You bitch! Oh, I love it---suck me, baby."

Joe slid his fingers into Aarne's luscious thick hair and bucked into that mouth. If he sought to give his Brit a blow job then Joe would offer up some lewd and filthy noises to put on a show. The Fin was good at this and the bassist was now arching up a little away from the bar top. Pulling at the drummer's hair slightly, Joe giggled.

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Aarne moaned at the hands in his hair and cock shoving into his mouth. The Brit was so sexy that the Fin barely had control of himself, and the booze amplified the wildness. Every ounce of his attention was on the Brit standing over him. The sucking didn't let up for a few minutes before Aarne slips his mouth off. He wanted to keep sucking but the desire to tease Joe won out.

It was time to tease him farther. Aarne stood, sliding his body against Joe's hard cock the entire way up. "Not yet, sweetie."

The drummer gently touched Joe's jawline, neck, and shoulder while he kissed the other side of his neck. All the hair felt good against his skin. Dragging out the pleasure was his goal, and to hear the Brit scream as they fucked. Aarne's hips bucking up against the Bassist with his hands sliding down to pull him in by the hips. He kissed his earlobe and whispered.

"Do you still want my sweet ass, kuuma?" Then he giggles while reaching for another bottle since they are still right next to the pour rack.

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"You fucking cock tease!"

Joe gasped when he felt the Fin's mouth slip from his aching cock because it felt too good and he wanted more. A hell of a lot more. Then, he felt those touches and kisses to his naked body which made up for the lack of blowjob. Joe grabbed Aarne's waist and yanked him in rather roughly, capturing the Fin's lips in a dirty kiss, biting his lower lip and growling.

"You bet do I want your ass, sugar. I want to shove my fat cock up your tight, girly hole."

He meant ass but Joe loved how girly and feminine Aarne really was even though he was a bloke with a cock. The bottle got his attention as the bassist leant over and opened his mouth. He wanted Aarne to tip it straight into his gaping maw, so he could swallow it.

[suomi_thunder]

Aarne giggled at the exclamation and grinned at the Brit. "I'm not a tease."

The Fin might have kept sucking but his body was aching for a fuck. Joe's growl has the drummer pushing against his body; bucking and rubbing against the hard cock he could still taste. It feels like electricity where the hands are rough on his hips and so aroused he's starting to flush and sweat.

Aarne knew what he meant and took the first drink from the bottle, tipping it way back before his gaze came back to the Brit. "If I give you a drink then you have to turn me around and give me that rough fuck you keep teasing about."

The bottle gets tipped into Joe's mouth before he can answer. After he's fed a full mouthful to the Brit he sets the bottle aside and turns twists around between the bassist and the bar. Pressing back into Joe's chest, Aarne slides his leather pouch down his legs. Hoping that the Brit will stop toying around and bend him over the bar.

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"You fucking are, love."

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.

[suomi_thunder]

"I could be." Aarne laughed at the Brit. "I could walk away and leave you here."

Not that he was going to. Fuck no. He wanted the the Brit desperately and didn't care if anyone was looking. He never cared if people saw what he did. Everyone could be staring right at them and he wouldn't change what he was doing.

"So, are you. Do you fuck as good as you look?" He's laughing again, partially because of the booze and he is indeed a tease. The shove gets a moan of anticipation from the Fin and then a pouting sound from the rubbing. "Who's the fucking tease now?"

Aarne pushed back against Joe. He didn't care if he had lube or not, Aarne had lots of partners and a lot of sex. He could manage.

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"Don't you fucking dare, you sexy bitch!"

Joe leant down and began licking Aarne between the ass cheeks for a few moments, giggling at the lewd display before getting back up and shoving his cock head past the tight ring of muscle, crying out loud. The bassist moaned as he then gripped the Fin's hips, thrusting the rest of his hot, fat cock up his lover's ass. Surprisingly, Aarne was an easy penetration considering the lack of lube. Of course he was. The man was loose and Joe knew this. Yet, tonight, he wanted the drummer to be his. As for after tonight? Fuck, was he going to let him go.

"Ngh---shit! So tight----"

Biting down on the back of Aarne's shoulder, Joe began to fuck the drummer hard and rough, raking his own nails down the Fin's sides, gasping and moaning lewdly. Was he making a show out of it? Of course he was. Who cared if anyone else saw? He was trashed and he wanted to fuck his Fin.

[suomi_thunder]

Aarne moaned at the touch of wet tongue to his body. He shifted, spreading his legs a little more and leaning forward to present his ass to the Brit. It's a bit of a tease. Aarne gasped and pushed back to meet the Brit's hips. He wanted Joe so much and had only had a chance to see him in passing before tonight. The drummer wonders why he didn't go after him immediately, but that thought is brief and burned away by pleasure when the Brit starts thrusting.

"Fuck me, honey." Aarne arches back and leans into Joe. Letting the Bassist support his weight he reaches up one hand to grab his Joe's hair while the other slides down to reach back and grab his ass. Aarne's breath was already picking up pace so was his heart when his eyes drifted over to watch his lover biting down on his shoulder.

"You're so damned sexy." The roughness exactly what the Fin wanted.

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Joe didn't need any coaxing to fuck Aarne, as he smirked and stuck his tongue out before licking a stripe up the Fin's neck as he pounded his cock into that tight hole. It felt amazing and the Brit moaned lewdly, feeling his pleasure increase with each snap of his hips and each time he penetrated that tight ring of muscle.

"Oh, fuck!---"

He gripped Aarne's hips and angled his thrusts upwards, roughly whilst biting down on the Fin's earlobe, pulling in the heat of the moment. If bottles and glasses went flying then so what? He was too busy fucking! The roughness was what Joe yearned for too, keening and arching, panting hard as he fucked his Fin.

"So---tight...."

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Shivers run all over Aarne's body when that tongue slides up his skin. The pounding though left him whimpering in the Brit's arms. He had a hold of Joe's hair, pulling on it to try and keep himself upright. Breath catching at the bite to his ear, Aarne felt his eyes close so he could just drown in the feeling.

"Fuck! Your cock." Aarne almost screamed the words though it wasn't his intention to be so loud, not that he cared if the others knew he was getting an amazing fuck behind the bar. He brought his foot up on the behind the bar shelf, hoping it would hold, to get some leverage to buck back into the Brit's thrusts. He loved the roughness and wanted more of it.

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"Your tight ass!"

Joe shouted out and laughed because this was just too good. He could tell Aarne was loving every thrust and shove of his hips and this pleased the Brit. His mouth was on the Fin's shoulder, sucking the skin there as he moaned and panted, feeling every muscle tense and ripple with each movement. Some glasses went flying and smashed as the couple's movements became more wild.

"Fuck---Aarne!"

The bassist groaned then began to moan louder, shoving his cock harder into that hot hole. His nails came down to rake down the Fin's chest, leaving tiny marks.

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Aarne could barely breathe among the gasps and groans. Things are getting smashed and he doesn't care, can't care since the pounding he is getting is making the Fin lose his mind.

"You can be rougher, honey." He whispers, head lulling against Joe's shoulder as his body starts feeling weak everywhere. Every touch sending a thumping feeling through his body and he grabbed more tightly on Joe's hair, pulling, yanking at it so he can turn his head to get a kiss. Nails on his chest causing his body to tremble and jerk beneath the scratches. He's out of it from booze and pleasure, so close to getting off. Damn the Brit had it, naturally had what drove him mad.

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Joe and Aarne were knocking everything flying with their rough fucking but they didn't care. The bar staff had vacated a while ago after the rock stars started making out and stripping behind the bar. Ziggy had warned them but it seemed bailing out was a good move now as things heated up even further.

"Oh---ahhh--fuck yes!---"

Grabbing Aarne's big hair, Joe pulled it so he could bite the Fin's neck, leaving a large love bite just beneath his earlobe. Fuck, he wanted this. If Aarne wanted it rougher then Joe would give it rougher. This was such a turn-on for the bassist as he hammered his cock into the Fin's hole, slapping his ass cheeks a couple of times and throwing his head back, lost in pleasure. The sounds of his ball sac slapping against the Fin's ass was lewd and erotic.

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"Oh Fuck!"

Between the pounding and the bite the Fin started writhing against the Brit behind him. His whole body tensing and losing control, hand pulling roughing on Joe's hair. The slamming was pulling whimpered cries from him as he bit down on his lip. His ass was stinging from those slaps, but oh how he wanted more of it. Aarne pitched forward, hands braced on the edge of the bar to shove back harder into Joe's thrusts. He's driving the their rhythm faster as he reaches for Joe's thigh, clawing him roughly with his nails. The Drummer is wild and so close to getting off. His breaths coming out in loud moans every time Joe pushes in. Fuck is he enjoying it, wants more, wants to take the Brit and just get pounded by him for days straight.