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 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.

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"Aarne---fuck yes!---"

Joe growled loudly as he could feel his climax near with every rough thrust of his cock into his horny lover. He loved being rough to the Fin and it seemed Aarne loved it too judging by the noises he was making and the way his body craved it. It was just too damn sexy. Whimpering and moaning loud, the Brit loved the nail scratching and clawing. Fuck did he love that!

"You're so fucking hot----"

Another few rough thrusts and his stiff hot was throbbing so hard now deep inside. The bassist cried out loudly and nearly screamed as he came, shooting hot ropes of cum inside of Aarne's ass. Fuck! He arched up against the Fin's hot body and snapped his hips again and again.

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Aarne put his forehead to the bar, covering his head with this hands and biting down on his own arm to keep from screaming so loud he worried about hurting his voice. The fucking Brit!

"Joe! Fuck..." the words trail off to a cry as Aarne loses control, prone to prostate orgasms which cause spasms so strong he almost loses his footing. Those last rough thrusts as his lover cums producing another wave of pleasure that leaves the Fin collapsed and panting on the tip of the bar. He's not even trying to catch his breath yet, just riding out the remaining quakes and those hard thrusts from the Brit behind him. Fuck, he wanted it again and was in no shape to even stand upright, let alone have more rough sex.

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Joe loved hearing that muffled scream from the Fin, as he continued pumping all of his hot cum into his lover's ass, not pulling out but feeling some of it drip out of his ass onto the backs of his thighs. The bassist gasped and then licked a line up Aarne's neck, just enjoying being so close and finally fucking the sexy Fin.

"Fuck---that was so good. You felt so good, babe."

Nibbling Aarne's ear, Joe eventually pulled his now limp cock out and wrapped both strong arms around the Fin's midriff holding him and not wanting to let go. Post-sex felt good and Joe hardly had any energy left to do anything else. So, instead he grabbed a new bottle from the rack behind him and popped the cork off and began swigging. It was red wine but whatever. He didn't want to move so the closest bottle would do.

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"Fuck you Brit bastard." Aarne panted as he groaned from that long lick. It raised goosebumps and shivers from touch of his lover's mouth.

Aarne reached up to stroke Joe's cheek while he nibbled. This was so good. The only way it could be better if he could lay down and cuddle.

"Are you going to share, honey?" Aarne felt his breath slowing but God it felt good for the bassist to be pressed against him.

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"Always."

Joe moved the neck of the bottle to Aarne's lips so he could swallow some of the wine. A few people were watching the display laughing and pointing but he didn't care. The Diamond Dogs were getting a good show as were the other bands. As for Ziggy's old man and mum? Well, it was a rock star party. These things happened.

"It's a sweet red. Not as sweet and sexy as you though, honey."

The Brit smirked and then leant down to nuzzle into the back of the Fin's big hair, sighing.

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Aarnr took a long drink and didn't even notice anyone else. He is completely focused on the warm body pressed into his back. He was already getting hung up on the Brit, terrifying.

He pressed back into the nuzzling. "I need to sit." His legs felt weak and shaky but he wasn't complaining. No, he wanted more of this.

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"Ok, babe. Do you want to sit on my lap?"

Joe pulled out a nearby stool sitting on it and patting his legs for the Fin to sit on them if he wanted. The fuck felt amazing and all he wanted to do now was to hold Aarne and be close to him. The raw passionate energy they shared with one another was addictive and Joe wanted more. Much more.

"I've only just met you and I fucking love your ass already. Those legs too."

The Brit licked his lips and giggled softly.

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Aarne doesn't answer. He just vaguely slides from where he's still leaning over the bar and bonelessly into Joe's lap to lay against his chest. The Fin is still panting raggedly as he wraps one arm around the bassist. He's so drunk and had such a hard orgasm from the fucking that his energy is blown out, so is his mind. He groaned quietly as he pressed himself into Joe's body from his lap all the way up to where Aarne's forehead was pushed into the curve of his neck.

"Mmmm... I'm taking you to the hotel with me..." His voice is quiet between the pants and heavy with a satiated lust. ".... I want you in the morning." Aarne presses a lazy kiss to his neck.

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Joe holds onto the Fin and doesn't let him fall as he too begins to feel the effects of the booze and the amazing fuck. His energy was sapped but he had enough to hold onto his energetic lover, kissing his cheek and smiling hazily. The chance to snuggle with this sexy man? Hell yes!

"I want to snuggle you, honey. That fuck was amazing---you're so sexy."

The Brit knew that this was only the beginning of their relationship, whatever that might be. Joe hoped it would be something crazy and full of energy and fucking. The love though? That was beginning to seep into the bassist's veins because Aarne was special. The hotel room couldn't come quick enough.

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Aarne was beyond content, so used to people who fucked and left, usually. The arms around him felt like heaven.

"Can I keep you naked with me naked all the time?" Aarne smiled sleepily at the Brit. He didn't feel love quite yet but he felt safe. Safety was something he rarely felt with a lover but here, with Joe, he felt it and his eyes drifted slowly shut. He shifted, folding his long legs up to be almost completely in Joe's lap, clinging to him; as much to the lover as feeling that nothing would hurt him here.