Erik gasped and bit his lower lip while he rubbed his hard cock against Robert's using his hand to squeeze them together. The Brit's cock was thicker and longer and the Swede knew this since how could he not? The man's cock nearly busted out of his pants most of the time.
"We will need ah---Glidmedel---lube? That's it."
The Swede wasn't thinking properly since his mind was just on feeling that fat cock inside of him. Did Robert even carry around a bottle? Erik guessed not so shifted off the driver to get up and root around in his pants pocket. A bottle of lube? Had he put that there? Or did Aarne conveniently stick it in the back? Either way the guitarist was now wiggling the bottle in front of Robert's face, smirking.
"Vanilla cookie it says. I smell a Fin here."
The Fin must have tucked it neatly into the back of Erik's pants pocket in anticipation of them getting laid. The devious drummer. Moving back to Robert, Erik wondered if the Brit wanted to lube him up bent over first as that might be easier.
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Erik gasped and bit his lower lip while he rubbed his hard cock against Robert's using his hand to squeeze them together. The Brit's cock was thicker and longer and the Swede knew this since how could he not? The man's cock nearly busted out of his pants most of the time.
"We will need ah---Glidmedel---lube? That's it."
The Swede wasn't thinking properly since his mind was just on feeling that fat cock inside of him. Did Robert even carry around a bottle? Erik guessed not so shifted off the driver to get up and root around in his pants pocket. A bottle of lube? Had he put that there? Or did Aarne conveniently stick it in the back? Either way the guitarist was now wiggling the bottle in front of Robert's face, smirking.
"Vanilla cookie it says. I smell a Fin here."
The Fin must have tucked it neatly into the back of Erik's pants pocket in anticipation of them getting laid. The devious drummer. Moving back to Robert, Erik wondered if the Brit wanted to lube him up bent over first as that might be easier.