Overflowing Trashy Bits

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"I'm fine." Rik tries to force a smile. "It makes me cough sometimes."

Aarne didn't want the Dane to have a coughing fit but it isn't a big deal to either of them since Mick is polite about it. Aarne thinks Mick's story is hilarious and starts giggling. Rik though is turning 50 shades of red over the topic.

Aarne has to stop drinking because of his laughter. "Do you know how many times we've heard Gilly yell Cock randomly? Hundreds probably."

Aarne looks at the Dane who is frowning. They know each other so well he can almost read the Fin's mind. "That reminds me of this girl that was after Rik a year ago. She showed up at..."

He paused and looked to the Dane who finishes. "8 or 9 concerts, I think."

"Anyway." The Fin goes on between drinks. "This one show she was up front and grabbed Rik's hair while he was playing. He would have went right into the crowd if they hadn't grabbed him. About a week later, we had a show with a couple backstage passes and I hear all this yelling. She's gotten in the dressing room and Rik is pinned in those little slots where they have a bunch of them for each band member to hang their clothes. He's in a towel and she's confessing her love to him and begging to suck him and all this crazy shit. It was hard not to laugh."

"It was real funny!" Rik elbows the drummer in the side. "Aarne had to bring security in to drag her out. I still see her sometimes."

"Do you still have that sign with her panties taped on it?" Aarne asks. "Razor Rik is a sex god."

"No!" Rik just shakes his head at the whole mess. He seemed to attract the craziest fans and he had no idea why. "And I stay away from the edge of the stage too."

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"Bloody crazy groupies, eh? I've had a few of those try to yank on my clothes and guitar on stage. No one touches my baby and Ziggy gave all the girls stink eye if they blew kisses or tried to touch me. I slapped the hands away at people who tried to grab onto Ziggy. It's more dangerous for him because if he fell he could break bones. Most people don't know that because he's----well he's got light bones."

Mick knew he couldn't go into detail regarding Ziggy's biology so kept it simple and human. It was the obvious way to not reveal the Anthean's heritage. Smiling, Mick placed a hand on Rik's shoulder. The poor bloke. She sounded crazy.

"I've had underwear thrown at me and so has Weird and Ziggy. It happens to all of us."

He took another sip and then shook his head, smiling. The stories these young blokes could tell---it really was quite amusing. The life of a rock star was never one that was dull.

"Me and Zig fucked on a moving train full of screaming groupies. I showed my ass through the window and we missed our stop because we were too busy fucking."

This was a story that had more sentimental value than anything because it was where Mick first made love to Ziggy after wanting to for so long. He had admitted his love and it felt wonderful.

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"You should see when we go to Norway. The women cry in the streets over Vars like the Beatles." Rik points out. "I never expected them to be this crazy."

The Dane had been so young when he got into the band that he had no idea what he was really getting into. It was easy for them to imagine Ziggy getting injured in a fall. He was so tall and skinny there would be no cushioning if he hit a concrete floor. Nether of them questioned the idea.

"Rik gets tits flashed at him all the time, we all do at some of the shows." The crowds got wild and Aarne had a good view of it from behind the drum kit.

"How didn't you get caught?" Rik blurted out the question but it was startling to hear.

"Aarne one time came on stage for an encore and played a drum solo while we were coming back out... but he was playing the drums with dildos." Rik gave the Fin a suspicious look. "You still haven't told me where those came from."

Aarne just shrugged with a grin as he sipped his drink. This was obviously a long standing secret that the Fin had yet to give up.

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"They do? Bloody hell, that's pretty extreme isn't it? Unless the girls in your country are more emotional than ours in the UK. I've dated some groupies and they can be fucking crazy. Grabbing your pants, throwing their underwear and even a pack of condoms at me before."

That just threw Mick off his riff when the pack of condoms got thrown on stage at his feet. Obviously, some girl thought she'd get lucky and manage to sleep with the guitarist. Not that it happened of course. His eyes were set on Ziggy but the groupies were the cover to hide his conflicted emotions. It was so difficult back then.

"Tits? Me and Zig saw a couple having sex in the crowd once. Or several lots of couples. Just throwing their clothes off and having at it. They felt liberated. Then, some crazy bastards ripped the seats out one gig. That was a shit show."

Some fans just went crazy since it was the Anthean empathy. Of course it was. Yet, Mick couldn't well tell the lads that so it would have to be hype mixed with drugs and possible liberation ecstasy. A mix of all of that. Then, Mick was snorting at Rik because....dildos? Fucking hell!

"Dildos? Jesus Christ, mate. I just can't imagine our Gilly playing with those, unless Hunter gave them to him."

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"Vars was in a porn magazine when he was 20." Aarne gives as the reason for the girl which instantly starts Rik laughing. "He's a sex icon in Norway with his first band, or was and it hasn't gone away."

"It's funny when girls throw panties at Hunter because he's more interested in wearing them then having anything to do with the girls." Rik was flushed but encouraged to be part of the conversation.


"They tore out the seats?" Rik just shakes his head but looks to Aarne. "We've had people having sex in the crowd."

Aarne shrugs. "You should have seen the papers the next day. The blurred out pictures."

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"He was? It must take guts to take your clothes off for a porno mag. I don't think I could do that since I wouldn't want others staring at my naked body. I'd only do it for Ziggy."

Of course Ronno had private pictures of Ziggy naked kept close to him at all times just like the Anthean had ones of his blond. That was intimate though and he wouldn't be discussing that with the Scandis no matter how smashed he got. Laughing softly, Mick nodded. He knew about the crazy side of being a rock star.

"I bet Hunter takes some of them home, washes them and puts them on. He's the kind of bloke to do that I reckon."

Mick knew he was a glam queen and a very kind and friendly man. Someone Gilly should be grateful for having as a lover and boyfriend. Taking a sip of drink, the blond nodded.

"Yeah, they got so crazy they ripped the seats out. Fucking mental it was. They had to stop the show because everyone just went wild. The papers are boring idiots. They should have published the dildo drum banging."

Of course they should.

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"They're nice pictures." Aarne gets to laughing though at Mick's comment. "I don't believe you after all the times I've seen you shirtless on stage and your naked ass while you fuck."

The teasing was too good to pass up. Though even Rik starts giggling at Mick's next comment and turns to the other guitarist. "You should ask him what he does with all the collected panties."

It would be worth seeing Hunter sputter over that kind of question. Rik is slowly getting more drunk and it is loosening his tongue up. "You should tell him why you're the Finnish Terror in Sweden."

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"I'm sure they are nice. The bloke isn't bad looking if you like a bit of rough punk. I'm more into long legged girls as you both probably know."

Mick smirked and then downed the rest of his drink. God, it was strong and causing him to get more drunk by the minute. But he loved it, now warming his blood as well as his humour. Laughing loudly at Rik's comment about Hunter and his groupie panties, Mick just nodded and held out his glass once more to be re-filled. He was going to get trashed at this rate.

"Talking about dodgy photos and stuff---there's a joke that I'm called Mick Stardust once we and Zig get married in the future, like. It sounds like a fucking porn star name."

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"Does that mean you like my legs?" Aarne winked teasingly at Mick, not at all interested in him sexually but definitely looking to poke a little fun and laugh.

Aarne quickly refilled Mick's glass which Rik was watching wide-eyed. The Brit was going to be a mess; tonight and in the morning. His people didn't refer to this as mule for nothing.

The Fin almost spit his drink at what the guitarist said. "You're going to marry Ziggy?"

And then he's giggling. "You're already a pornstar on bar cameras."

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"What? No---I mean I like girl legs but only Ziggy's. Sorry, mate. I think your crazy Joe loves your legs."

Mick blushed a little at that since he wasn't used to other blokes hitting on him, even girly ones. Even Jack flirting with him once caused him to become shy. Then, his glass was getting re-filled and he drank some more of the Akvavit down. God, he was going to get well and truly smashed.

"Well, I want to, yeah. I mean----eventually because we're in love and I want him to be my wife. Just, he needs time and it'll be one day. I'll invite everyone to the wedding. All the bands."

It made him blush even harder because he was so in love and it caused him to look down shyly at his shoes, giggling a little. The idea of a wedding and Ziggy being his wife one day caused butterflies to jump around in his stomach. Maybe that was the booze too. The last comment though---that got him staring and nearly choking on his drink.

"What? Oh bloody hell---you think the cameras snapped my naked ass? Shit. Fucking perverts if they watched me and Zig fuck."

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"I hope he does." Aarne still had doubts, lingering doubts, and the drink did nothing to hide them.

Aarne grinned though and patted Mick's shoulder. "I look forward to getting wasted at yours and Rik's wedding."

"What?" Rik almost spit his drink. "I'm not getting married."

Aarne is just laughing even more as he looks at Rik. "You are always holding hands and kissing each other, we can all see it." Now, Rik is blushing as much as Mick is over the idea of weddings.

"I'd watch." Aarne says with a huge drink from his glass. "Ziggy's hot."

Rik just covers his mouth in shock. Aarne had no shame and no filter.

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"Wasted? I think we'll all get wasted, mate. Fucking trashed."

Mick laughed and was now drunk as his face was warm from Akvavit and laughter. Aarne was a total riot and poor Rik was now looking flustered at all the wedding talk. Him and Billy getting hitched? It would be cute. Two rock star weddings. Why not? The blond grinned and squeezed the Dane's shoulder playfully.

"Getting married, are you? That Billy is a good lad. I think you'll make a good wife for him."

Another giggle and Mick drank more of his Akvavit, not even caring how much he was drinking or what he'd drank. Fuck it. This was a getting trashed session and he was well on his way to getting very drunk. Then, Aarne uttered the words that made Mick frown at the Fin.

"Yeah, he is but he's also taken, you crazy Fin. Go and fuck your big haired bassist. Joe----him."

Mick felt a pang of jealousy but knew Aarne was only being playful. Still, he was very guarded of Ziggy. Rik though---he looked shocked at the whole watching thing. The Fin was trash and this got a drunk giggle out of Mick who leant back on the bed with his legs out.

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"It will be a hell of a reception." Aarne agrees. It will be like the tour but even happier and wilder. So many of them had been isolated and alone for so long. To see any of them married and together despite it all would be beyond a celebration.

Rik looked over at the other guitarist. "I'm not a girl!" The tone almost sounds angry from Rik.

"Mick knows you aren't." Aarne put his arm around Rik and gave Mick a look that says it was not right to say that. Aarne laughed and kissed the Dane's cheek. "You'll be a cute husband. I've seen you in a tuxedo."

"Oh I do." Aarne agreed as he stretched out on the bed. "I fuck him as much as you are on Ziggy. We all hear the two of you when we're in the halls at night."

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"Sorry, mate. I didn't mean anything by it. You're a lad and I can see that."

Mick shook his head and offered Rik an apologetic glance. It was the Akvavit getting to him causing his mouth to run off and getting him into trouble. The Dane was a bloke and Mick knew this, it was just he wondered if he wanted to be the girl in the relationship. At least this was made clear now.

"Yeah, a cute husband like Aarne says here. I've never worn a tux myself so hope I won't end up looking like a bloody penguin."

That got a small giggle out of the blond who drank some more of his booze. Then, he was blushing deeply at the Fin's words. Oh god. Really? Were they that loud? Of course they were.

"You can hear us down the bloody halls?"

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Aarne smiled at Mick. "We should go tuxedo shopping."

Rik just glanced at the Fin, of course he would suggest shopping. Rik then flushed even redder as the conversation turned.

"Most of you are loud. I hear Gilly and Aarne with Joe... the Punks." Rik shook his head.

"And your giggling. Does he tickle you the whole time you're fucking?" Aarne asked the Dane who immediately slapped his shoulder for the prying comment.

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"Tuxedo shopping? You reckon? We could both look for penguin suits then, eh?"

Mick just giggled softly at that because he was now drunk and getting trashed slowly but surely. Glancing at Aarne, he just imagined the tall Fin as a very tall penguin. The Akvavit was giving the guitarist crazy ideas.

"Ziggy likes to scream when I fuck him. It drives me wild, mate."

The blond's cheeks were now a nice shade of pink as he held out his empty glass to Aarne could fill it up more. Fuck. How much had he drunk? He didn't care since he was getting smashed and loved it.

"Does he tickle you, Rik? I love a good tickle, don't you?"

Mick getting more and more lewd and mouthy with each gulp of Akvavit he was drinking. Licking his lips he decided to take off his jacket and pants because he was getting warm. The booze heating up his blood and causing his skin to prickle slightly. He moved off the bed and pulled off his jacket and then unzipped his pants, but then wobbled and staggered a little near falling onto his face on the bed. He then laughed loudly with his pants halfway down his legs. Jesus, Mick.

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"Rik wears a tuxedo all the time for his recitals." Aarne grins. "They're hot."

Then Aarne starts laughing. "You must be good with your cock Ronno with how loud he gets."

He filled Ronno's glass up and then pushes Rik's hand out of the way to refill the Dane's now empty cup. They all needed to get smashed.

"Oh he does." Aarne poked the Dane in the side way down by his hip and then squeezed. Tick immediately screamed and then tried to squirm away. "Rik likes it. When Billy gets behind him, kisses his neck, and tickles him he gets hard in his pants."

Rik flushed cherry red. "I do not!" He shook his head so much that the blond hair waved around.

Aarne can't stop laughing between the Dane's flush and the Brit's drunkenness. "It's good you finally have a hot boy taking care of your ass every night."

Rik just buried his face in his hands because it was true. Then he looks up and sees Mick. "Why are you getting naked?"

Aarne almost spits his drink out when he sees Mick falling over. "Do I need to call your girlfriend?"

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Mick pushed himself up off the bed and managed to land on his back whilst his silk pants slid down his pale thighs to his ankles. What a state indeed. He pulled them off and flung them into the corner of the room giggling as he sat back on the bed. His blond hair in his face as he pushed it back and sighed. Was he drunk? Oh yes.

"Bloody hell---my pants. I'm just too fucking hot right now. This feels nice now. At least I've got some air around my cock."

He then giggled once more and grabbed his glass, hoping for Aarne to fill it back up with the strong booze. Staring at Rik, Mick laughed because this was hilarious. Now that he was sat on the bed in just his underwear he felt a little more comfortable.

"I'm not naked, lad. I'm just too hot. It feels better now. Ziggy doesn't need to be here, I'm fine."

You're fucking pissed, mate.

"Let's talk dirty. That sounds like fun."

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Rik just stares and then gets a little bitchy because he's drunk. "Go air your cock out on your own bed."

Rik just shook his head and downed his drink. "I'm not talking dirty anymore. I'm going to my own bed."

And by his own bed, he meant Billy's which was probably going to be dirtier than anything they were going to talk about. He gave Aarne a kiss on the cheek and headed for the door.

"Lightweight." Aarne accuses and Rik just gives him the finger. "Alright, what are we talking about."

The drummer asks as he refills Mick's glass. Bottle empty he tosses it on the floor and gets the bottle of whiskey to pour for himself.

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Glancing up at Rik leaving, Mick offers a drunken wave to the young lad and then realises he's alone with the crazy Fin. Being so drunk he doesn't even know what this might mean. They were all friends here so no harm in having some fun of course. Shifting a little, Mick got his glass re-filled as he took another large gulp.

"Fuck, this is good stuff, mate. I feel fucking smashed."

The Brit laughing and splaying his legs a bit. That felt nice. Why did it make him feel so hot? Was it the booze? It had to be. Gin and scotch didn't make him rip his clothes off like Akvavit did. Now, what the hell was he going to talk about with the Fin?

"Dirty stuff. I've no idea, mate. I'm pissed up drunk but let's talk about sex or something. You crazy Fin."

Mick giggled.

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"You're chugging it." Aarne laughs and lays down on his stomach next to the drunken guitarist.

"What do you consider dirty?" He asks while drinking on the whiskey. He should have just brought the whole bottle over. "I've done it all."

Maybe not all of it, but close, as close as he could imagine.

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"Chugging it? This is how I usually drink, you sassy bastard."

Mick smiled and gently tapped Aarne on the leg playfully. He was drunk and playful since this was the guitarists default mode when it came to being trashed. The singing and naked guitar playing might still be to come. At the question the blond's brow furrowed since he was trying to think.

"Good question. Pussies? Creamy pussies? I love licking those out. Do you? Or do you like big, fat cock?"

That got another little giggle out of the blond who sipped some more of his booze.

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"You're going to regret chugging Mule in the morning." Aarne could only imagine how his head would feel come morning.

The drummer leaned into the touch and laughed. "I'll take either; lick, suck, fuck. So, Ziggy has a pussy? But I swear he has a cock."

Now, Aarne is curious. How could he not be? Everyone was.

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"You reckon? Yeah---you're probably right but it's worth it. I haven't been this drunk in months, mate. Last time we all got smashed in the hotel room and tarty Gilly kept trashmouthing off until Hunter got high on Ziggy's coke and stripped in front of everyone. It was a fucking riot."

Mick just smirked at Aarne's admission. Of course. He seemed a nice enough bloke but what was that Joe like? He was as crazy as the drummer. Nodding slowly, the guitarist knew he had to keep certain parts of his lover secret. The intersex thing? Most knew Ziggy was that by now.

"Ziggy is intersex. He's got a cock and a cunt. Fucking hot as hell though. He loves it when I play with his pussy and fuck him up the ass at the same time."

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"That sounds like Hunter. We all know coke makes him into a lunatic."

They had all seen the singer get out of his rocker on cocaine. Just because Aarne liked both didn't mean he didn't have a preference for individuals.

"He's like a perfect prize for a bi-man like you." Aarne giggled and kept drinking. "I can understand. Getting fucked and being jerked off is fucking good. Has to be as good for a pussy."

Then he is trying to remember if he ever gave a woman anal while fingering her, and he can't remember. Maybe he had. "I prefer to be the one getting fucked."