Aarne "The Eagle" Järvinen (
suomi_thunder) wrote2021-08-20 02:34 pm
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Gift for a Friend (For Erik Ivarsson) NSFW
It had been a few days since they had been busy playing on stage. However, in all of his wisdom, Tom had set aside nearly a week for the bands to hang out in California. The Angels had gone out together for the afternoon, something all the bands did despite partners across the bands. The family, the band itself, needed time to hang with their own, like hanging out with brothers or sisters instead of a partner, it was important. That made this the perfect time for his plan. He had spent hours on this and eventually he came banging on Erik's door in the hotel, nearly ten at night, bottle of wine and a glass in hand.
"Erik!?" He called when the door wasn't answered right away.
"Erik!?" He called when the door wasn't answered right away.
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Turning around with a grin, he pulled down two mugs and filled them then headed for the bathroom. One he left on the nightstand as he walked toward the bathroom, glancing at the man in the bed. The other he took with him, sipping from it as he stepped into the other room. He set it on the sink side and turned on the shower before pulling off his shirt and tossing it into the corner of the bath. He wondered how long with would be before the Swede appeared in the bathroom too.
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"Robert?"
Not even taking a sip of his drink yet since he was too interested in where the driver was now heading. A bath? That sounded hot. Then, Erik noticed the shower being turned on as he heard the jets. Pushing the door to a little, he peeked in with his usual boyish smile.
"Mind if I join you?"
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"I'm surprised I got this far before you were in here." He's amused and slipped behind the shower curtain. The water felt good because his back was sore from that terrible couch.
"Are you coming or are you going to stay in the doorway." He's full of humor as he steps into the jets to wet his hair. No doubt the young man would be in at any moment.
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Erik moved quickly as he stepped into the shower, taking in the hot sight of a naked Robert underneath those jets. Gods, he looked even hotter wet. That hair too---it got the guitarist panting a little, as he was now in the cubicle up close with Robert. Being close was what he wanted and didn't want to spend it any other way now.
"Let me wash it for you."
Picking up the shampoo bottle, the Swede squirted some out in his palm and rubbed them together, kissing Robert on the cheek mischievously before gently sliding both hands into his wet hair.
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Stepping out of the water, and toward the guitarist, he shook some of the water out of his curls before the hands were in them. No matter what his mind was saying the touch felt so good he moaned. The driver slid his hands across the wet skin at Erik's waist, pulling him in and kissing him while the younger man worked the shampoo into his hair. Everything right now was erotic, sensual and Robert pressed into Erik.
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"Oh---"
The guitarist leant into the kiss, hands still massaging into those wet curls, lathering and cleaning, whilst Erik moaned into the kiss, feeling his loins stir once more. He wanted to do things to the older man in the shower. Dirty things. The Swede began grinding up against Robert gently whilst nibbling down his lover's jaw, and massaging his hair. He was getting turned on beyond belief.
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He leaned back a little more to rinse his curls, hands sliding down farther to grab the guitarists ass. He shook his curls under the water, enjoying all the skin against his. Another moan and he brought his head out of the jets of water, giving the guitarist a gentle push with his hips to try and put the young man against the wall.
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"Du är så het. Även i duschen. You are so hot----even in the shower. Mmm---I want you."
The Swede arched into the older man's touch, keen to be taken against the wall. The display of dominance turned Erik on as he rubbed his stiff cock against his lover's thigh. The guitarist's hands caressing down Robert's own ass, giving his buttocks a squeeze.
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There's no stopping his hips and the way they rock slowly to slid his cock between the guitarist's thighs. He wants more of Erik and has thrown all his misgivings out the window. His breath is already coming fast and shallow as he kisses up the front of Erik's neck, hands sliding over his wet hips and Robert's wet curls sticking to both of them.
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Erik giggled a little when Robert kissed him on his ear. Was he ticklish there? It would seem so. The Swede was loving how the Brit was sliding his big cock in between his thighs. Oh, that felt good. He moved to press kisses along Robert's collarbone and found his fingers caressing the nape of the older man's neck.
"Your touch---it is Elektrifiera---electrifying."
Gasping once more, Erik opened his legs a little more to allow Robert to slide his cock in so that it slid up against his own engorged manhood.
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"Do you want to turn around or am I going to pick you up?" He looks up sly smile and a quiet laugh. He's strong enough to pick the younger man up. Either way, another go Erik had his pulse pounding.
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The Swede pressed light kisses along Robert's jaw and then gasped when he felt the head of his cock brush up against the older man's light fuzzy abdomen. The stimulation caused a soft moan to escape Erik's lips, wanting Robert once again so badly to fill him up with stiff cock.
"Mmm...fuck me."
The guitarist's arms wrapping around his taller lover, holding on and preparing himself to be lifted. His hole was already slick so lube wouldn't need to be used unless Robert wanted to apply more.
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"All day." Robert kissed him and used his body weight to keep the younger man pinned. Erik had opened the floodgates because it had been so long since he'd had anyone that he's out of his mind and the likelihood of either of them leaving the room in the next few hours was very low.
It took some maneuvering to find the right position and height for them to start fucking. He might need a little help from Erik. Most of Robert's lovers hadn't wanted to get this wild, not that he minded at all.
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"All day? Oh yes----I want this, so much. I want you."
Erik held onto Robert and then managed to shift so that the older man could gain easy access from underneath while they fucked. A soft gasp left the guitarist's lips, as he opened his legs wider while holding onto Robert for support. He pressed a kiss to Robert's forehead and was panting softly, feeling his cock sway heavily between his legs.
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He got a hand under Erik's ass to help support him as he pushed the younger man open, groaning as he slipped in easier than the first time. Then he grabbed Erik's arms, sliding his hands to the wrists and pinning them one handed to the tile as he started to thrust. Erik felt good but it was only better knowing how desperate the Swede was to be taken.
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Erik knew he was sounding more like a trashy whore but he couldn't help it. He wanted his fluffy Brit and now Robert was pinning both his wrists to the cold tiled wall of the shower. Oh god---it was so hot. Moaning loudly when he felt that big, stiff cock slide up inside of him he arched up and clamped his anal muscles around it.
"Oh! Åt helvete, ja!"
Swearing in his mother tongue, Erik looked down at his lover in all his naked, wet glory through heavy-lidded eyes.
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"Oh--Robert---fuck me---yes---harder!"
He wanted it. The Swede closed his eyes and allowed Robert to fuck him senseless; his wrists still pinned to the cold tile wall as he was being fucked.
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Erik wasn't the only one getting senseless. The older Brit let his forehead fall into Erik's shoulder while panting moans escaped his lips as he pounded the younger man as hard as this position would allow. He's getting louder groaning from the effort and the tightness of his lover threatening to already drive him to orgasm.
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"Ah!---oh!---Fuck, don't stop."
The Swede loving every dirty sound that slipped from Robert's lips as they fucked. Erik's head lolling back against the tiles; his mouth open in pure ecstasy as he screamed out cries of pleasure, unable to control himself. He could feel the muscles in his thighs clench and his ball sac throb. He was close.
"You---are....so fucking hot! Ah!----"
A pull on those wet curls and Erik was making a wailing sound as he felt Robert's cock nudge his sweet spot inside, causing spasms of pleasure to wash over him. So close now.
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That pull on his hair had Robert crying in ecstasy, arching back and ramming that sweet spot. He needed Erik to get off as he starts to tremble from exertion and pleasure.
"Are you going to get louder for me?" Robert asks before crushing their lips back together, pulling his own hair in the process because he forgot Erik's grip on his curls. That got another moan, low and lewd.
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"Robert!----"
It was all he could scream out as he came hard, spurting hot cum up his lover's fuzzy chest and getting some in that wet hair. It was fucking hot. Arching up and thrusting, Erik nearly fell, but managed to hold onto his lover, eyes rolling back in his head as his mouth opened wide.
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Burying his face in Erik's neck, body weight pressing hard into the guitarist, he grabbed on to the Swede so he didn't fall. That scream though gets a few more rough pounds from the Brit before he's emptying himself in his lover again. The whole mourning has him so wound up tight inside. Panting he kisses up to Erik's ear, lazily and shaking slightly from the orgasm and exertion.
"Fucking hell! I want you." Robert's nowhere near done with the younger man. The bed was sounding good though, to lay out with him and just touch until one of them wanted more.
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The Swede's eyes were closed and his mind gone as he muttered under his breath in a hoarse voice. His language defaulting back to his own as he had been well and truly fucked senseless. He loved it. Eyes opening slowly, he focused back on the man before him as he wrapped both arms around the Brit's shoulders, kissing him hot and hungry. His ass ached but that hot rush of cum felt so good inside.
"I---I want you too."
The guitarist giggled and then nipped at Robert's ear playfully, feeling all that hair tickle his nose.
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"In the bed?" Robert is hoping to lay down and do something a bit less energetic for awhile. Though he was ignoring it, the hungover and headache feeling is still there. Merely forgotten in the heat of sex but now coming back worse than before. He groans quietly; both in pleasure from the body against him but also in pain from his head pounding. It doesn't stop him from running his fingers all down Erik's sides to his hips. The wet skin felt like heaven.
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