Joe just stared at what Aarne was wearing and found himself becoming hard already. The boots, little shorts, net shirt and hair. Everything he loved about his Fin was turning the smashed Brit on. Moving to grab Aarne into the limo, Joe giggled and kissed his Fin on the lips.
He just couldn't wait. Robert was right about one thing; he was losing his shit over how Aarne looked. Fucking hot.
"You look so hot tonight, babe. Those little shorts and your hair and make-up. No one better have look at you in the street or I'll smash their face in."
He pouted and grabbed the champagne bottle from the corner, offering it to Aarne.
Aarne pulled the door closed behind him, falling into that kiss. Robert shaking his head and closing the middle window because he knows full well what is going to happen in the back.
All he can do is start laughing as he tugs at Joe's open pants. "Is thsi for me?"
He slipped his hand into Joe's pants, briefly, then climbed onto his lap, straddling him, while taking the bottle of champagne. He tipped it back, drinking while grinding in Joe's lap. They'd been apart almost a whole day. What a crime! He needed to make up for it. Pulling the bottle away he leans in with champagne soaked lips.
"My legs are nice and soft since I had them waxed." He was curious about it and though it hurt like hell to have done his legs were so smooth now. "Do you want to touch them?"
"I'm always your present, Peachy! Ooh, your legs---they're all nice and shiny. Did you get them waxed?"
Joe's question answered almost immediately, causing the bassist to grin and then plaster Aarne with kisses all over his face. The Brit was drunk and high which was usual but not he was becoming rapidly more horny now that he had his Fin on his lap. Guzzling some champagne, Joe giggled and then slid his hands up Aarne's newly waxed legs.
"So smooth! I love it, babe. Want to ride in my lap while I fuck you with my cock?"
This was the first thing Joe had thought about since getting inside the limo. Robert probably knew what was going to happen next.
"I do like them, yeah. Does it hurt though, honey? If it does then I don't want you doing this for me if it causes you pain."
Joe cared for Aarne more than anything and wouldn't want the man going through agony just to please his Brit lover. That wouldn't be what the relationship should be about. No one-sidedness. The bassist giggled and caressed his Fin's legs once more as he nibbled Aarne's jaw.
"Choices, ooh! How about you face me and ride my lap? I want to kiss you and see you scream for me."
The Brit kissing the tip of Aarne's nose playfully.
"A little." Aarne shrugged at the idea. "I want to be sexier for you."
The drummer had wanted to try this out but there was an additional desire to be sexier for the Brit so he would stay. There was no way to resist wanting to be more. Aarne wiggled out of his shorts to free his cock and perfect ass from the lycra; still in his boots and net shirt.
"I'll ride you." Aarne slid back into Joe's lap, needy and semi-erect. He straddled the bassist's thighs and kissed his shoulder and bicep. "I want you to make me scream until I'm hoarse."
Joe frowned at those words, clearly concerned that Aarne had to appear more sexier for him in some way. Grabbing both of Aarne's hands, the Brit then looked at his lover wanting to put his point across.
"Babe---you don't have to make yourself sexier for me. You already are sexy enough. I love you. Even if you had really hairy legs I'd still love you no matter what. Don't think you have to doll yourself up for me just to keep me. I'm not going anywhere."
Sighing softly, he then pulled Aarne in for a hug and kissed his ear. As for making the Fin scream until he was hoarse? That could certainly be arranged. Smiling to himself Joe then slid his hands down Aarne's thighs.
"I just wanted to tell you that, babe. Now I'm going to make you scream."
Aarne leaned in and kissed Joe's forehead. "I want to look sexy for you."
He didn't argue though, just buried himself into that hug, nuzzling his face against Joe's neck and inhaling the smell of booze, hairspray and cologne that was uniquely the bassist. It got him sighing as he pressed a kiss to the skin.
"I love you, Crazy Joe." Aarne nestled there against his shoulder, straddling his lap suggestively.
Joe nuzzled into Aarne's neck and inhaled the other man's scent. Fuck, it was hot. Grinding upwards playfully the bassist giggled and then bit down onto the Fin's shoulder softly. He then pulled the drummer into a heated kiss before offering his lover a pull to his hair.
"You got the lube, honey?"
The Brit was too smashed and high to realise where he put his bottle. Oops.
Aarne giggled at all the nuzzling and grinding. It felt good and he rolled his hips in his lover's lap, before that kiss got a moan. The question though had the drummer looking around at the clothes and the limo. The grinding making it hard to think.
"I got you." Aarne took a quick kiss and grabbed his little shoulder bag to fish out the lube. Sliding off of Joe's lap he grabbed on to Joe's pants. "Lift up, sweetie. Let's get naked."
"Glad to hear it! It was a bore before you showed up. The old man is fun to talk to but I wanted you and your sexy ass right here in my lap."
Truth be told Joe was an absolute nightmare for Robert who had to put up with his drunken crap himself. Driving away from wherever it was the bassist caused shit to happen. Where was it that he didn't causes shit to happen? Joe stood up to get naked and watched his lover with lust-filled eyes. Fuck, he had waited for this! Giggling, he slapped Aarne's ass playfully as he stripped the rest of his clothes off. Now he was naked.
Aarne giggled as he shifted to let Joe get out of his clothes. He climbed right back into straddling Joe, pouring lube into his hand and stroking Joe with both hands while he leaned in to kiss the Brit.
"You'll get me." Once he had Joe nice and slick Aarne grinned and started rubbing up against the slickness but not fucking yet. He was a cocktease and loved to be one, especially with Joe.
"Good because no other bitch will put their ass in my lap. Not now, not ever."
Joe gasped and arched up in the seat when he felt Aarne lube him up; the cool lube stimulating his hot cock even more causing it to throb. Just having the long-legged Fin in his lap was enough for the bassist to groan and nip at Aarne's earlobe. Then, he was kissing his lover roughly and drunkenly.
"I always want you, babe. Ever since our first fuck back at that rooftop hotel bar."
Aarne was such a fucking tease! The rubbing and grounding had Joe moaning, reaching around to slap at the Fin's buttocks.
"They couldn't anyway." Aarne giggled. "I keep my ass in it."
He didn't want to think about anyone else with Joe and choose to flirt instead of think about it. He met the rough kiss with heat and want, grinding against Joe's cock.
"Oh...do that to me while you fuck me." Aarne was feeling extra wild right now, wound up tight and willing. He pressed his chest to Joe's, rolling his body against the Brit while kissing his neck and up behind his ear.
"You want me to slap your ass while I fuck you, babe? That's fucking hot!"
Joe giggled and then bit on Aarne's earlobe as he slapped the Fin's buttocks while he rubbed the head of his cock against his lover's entrance. Gasping the bassist then thrust upwards in one go, sheathing himself deeply inside of the drummer's ass.
"Oh fuck! Peachy!--"
Not caring if Robert could hear or not, which he probably couldn't, Joe began pistoning upwards into Aarne's ass, panting and biting on the Fin's right bicep.
"You can always slap my ass." Aarne giggled because Joe did give him a crack quite often. The slap got a ragged gasp from the drummer who was desperate for Joe.
"Pound me." He begged while sitting up, bracing his hands against the roof of the limo. Using his arms he forced himself roughly into Joe's thrusts, panting and moaning from the roughness. He needed this after being parted from his lover. Aarne leaned in biting Joe's neck as he bit the drummer's arm.
Joe licked his lips at the prospect as he thrust upwards hard and rough, gasping and moaning louder with each snap of his hips, feeling his throbbing cock slide up the Fin's tight ass. Fuck it felt good! He began slapping Aarne's ass cheeks as he fucked his Fin, loving each sound that got ripped from the drummer's throat. The bite got a loud gasp from the Brit who bit back on Aarne's shoulder blade.
Aarne screamed out Joe's name when a particularly hard slap caught his ass but he doesn't stop rocking and riding his Brit's lap. It feels so good after their time apart to just melt their bodies together.
Joe was pulling all the sounds from his lover; from soft groans of pleasure to full high pitched cries. "Oh! Kuuma! Fuck me harder."
Tonight it felt like Joe couldn't get rough enough, deep enough, fuck him hard enough. Sweat is starting to plaster his hair to his cheeks as he leaned in to pull Joe into a long deep kiss. He's on the verge of an orgasm but holding back so he can wallow in the feel of his lover owning him and the heat between them.
Joe didn't need Aarne to tell him to fuck his lover harder as he gripped the Fin's hips, shoving his cock in, gasping with each powerful thrust. Just hearing the drummer scream for more was enough for the Brit to get rougher, biting his lover's shoulder as he always loved to do and moan lewdly.
"Fuck!---oh, babe!---"
The Brit moaned long and loud as he came hard inside of Aarne's ass, filling him deeply with hot cum. Oh fuck! His orgasm washing over him in a powerful tidal wave, near collapsing onto Aarne's sweaty back.
Joe pulled so many screams from Aarne, until it caused the drummer's voice to crack. This felt so good and he found himself already riding out his orgasm when he felt the Brit filling his ass. He arched, shoving back onto his lover before relaxing into the weight at his back.
"I love you, fuck!" Aarne is panting and trying to catch his breath as he reaches back to run his fingers through Joe's wild hair. "I missed you too." He eventually says with a giggle. They did reunite this way quite often.
Joe gasped as he pulled out and then instantly grabbed the Fin around the waist to pull him in for a dirty kiss, thrusting his tongue into Aarne's mouth groaning. Sex with the drummer was always intense and dirty. Joe loved it. Just hearing the way the Fin got hoarse from screaming gave the Brit an ego boost, knowing he was hitting all of the right buttons.
"Let's snuggle all night and then take a hot shower in the morning. How about it, honey?"
Yawning slightly, Joe nuzzled into Aarne's neck, kissing just shy of his chin before cuddling up to his lover.
Joe always got ahold of him the right way. and he turned into that kiss, flicking his tongue all over the Brit's before it broke with a pleased groan.
"Are we going to sleep it off in the car?" Aarne nuzzled up to Joe and yawned when Joe did. It was contagious. Then he buried himself into Joe's chest moaning happily. "I'm sleepy, kuuma."
"We can sleep here, babe. I'm sure Robert won't mind."
Joe giggled and then held Aarne close to him, nuzzling into the Fin's neck and sighing with contentment. The fuck had been crazy and hot just the way the Brit liked it. Just hearing the Fin scream was satisfying enough but here in the limo it was even better. Stroking Aarne's hair, Joe smiled.
"Goodnight, Peachy."
The bassist kissed Aarne's on the lips before finding a decent position to sleep.
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He just couldn't wait. Robert was right about one thing; he was losing his shit over how Aarne looked. Fucking hot.
"You look so hot tonight, babe. Those little shorts and your hair and make-up. No one better have look at you in the street or I'll smash their face in."
He pouted and grabbed the champagne bottle from the corner, offering it to Aarne.
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All he can do is start laughing as he tugs at Joe's open pants. "Is thsi for me?"
He slipped his hand into Joe's pants, briefly, then climbed onto his lap, straddling him, while taking the bottle of champagne. He tipped it back, drinking while grinding in Joe's lap. They'd been apart almost a whole day. What a crime! He needed to make up for it. Pulling the bottle away he leans in with champagne soaked lips.
"My legs are nice and soft since I had them waxed." He was curious about it and though it hurt like hell to have done his legs were so smooth now. "Do you want to touch them?"
He's leans in pressing Champagne to Joe's lips.
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Joe's question answered almost immediately, causing the bassist to grin and then plaster Aarne with kisses all over his face. The Brit was drunk and high which was usual but not he was becoming rapidly more horny now that he had his Fin on his lap. Guzzling some champagne, Joe giggled and then slid his hands up Aarne's newly waxed legs.
"So smooth! I love it, babe. Want to ride in my lap while I fuck you with my cock?"
This was the first thing Joe had thought about since getting inside the limo. Robert probably knew what was going to happen next.
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"Do you like them? I can keep them smooth if you want, doll." Aarne wouldn't mind if it got his lover hot.
"I always want to ride your lap." Aarne pulled away to get out of his shorts. "Should I face you or so you want my ass in your lap?"
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Joe cared for Aarne more than anything and wouldn't want the man going through agony just to please his Brit lover. That wouldn't be what the relationship should be about. No one-sidedness. The bassist giggled and caressed his Fin's legs once more as he nibbled Aarne's jaw.
"Choices, ooh! How about you face me and ride my lap? I want to kiss you and see you scream for me."
The Brit kissing the tip of Aarne's nose playfully.
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The drummer had wanted to try this out but there was an additional desire to be sexier for the Brit so he would stay. There was no way to resist wanting to be more. Aarne wiggled out of his shorts to free his cock and perfect ass from the lycra; still in his boots and net shirt.
"I'll ride you." Aarne slid back into Joe's lap, needy and semi-erect. He straddled the bassist's thighs and kissed his shoulder and bicep. "I want you to make me scream until I'm hoarse."
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"Babe---you don't have to make yourself sexier for me. You already are sexy enough. I love you. Even if you had really hairy legs I'd still love you no matter what. Don't think you have to doll yourself up for me just to keep me. I'm not going anywhere."
Sighing softly, he then pulled Aarne in for a hug and kissed his ear. As for making the Fin scream until he was hoarse? That could certainly be arranged. Smiling to himself Joe then slid his hands down Aarne's thighs.
"I just wanted to tell you that, babe. Now I'm going to make you scream."
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He didn't argue though, just buried himself into that hug, nuzzling his face against Joe's neck and inhaling the smell of booze, hairspray and cologne that was uniquely the bassist. It got him sighing as he pressed a kiss to the skin.
"I love you, Crazy Joe." Aarne nestled there against his shoulder, straddling his lap suggestively.
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Joe nuzzled into Aarne's neck and inhaled the other man's scent. Fuck, it was hot. Grinding upwards playfully the bassist giggled and then bit down onto the Fin's shoulder softly. He then pulled the drummer into a heated kiss before offering his lover a pull to his hair.
"You got the lube, honey?"
The Brit was too smashed and high to realise where he put his bottle. Oops.
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Aarne giggled at all the nuzzling and grinding. It felt good and he rolled his hips in his lover's lap, before that kiss got a moan. The question though had the drummer looking around at the clothes and the limo. The grinding making it hard to think.
"I got you." Aarne took a quick kiss and grabbed his little shoulder bag to fish out the lube. Sliding off of Joe's lap he grabbed on to Joe's pants. "Lift up, sweetie. Let's get naked."
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Truth be told Joe was an absolute nightmare for Robert who had to put up with his drunken crap himself. Driving away from wherever it was the bassist caused shit to happen. Where was it that he didn't causes shit to happen? Joe stood up to get naked and watched his lover with lust-filled eyes. Fuck, he had waited for this! Giggling, he slapped Aarne's ass playfully as he stripped the rest of his clothes off. Now he was naked.
"I want you, Peachy."
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Aarne giggled as he shifted to let Joe get out of his clothes. He climbed right back into straddling Joe, pouring lube into his hand and stroking Joe with both hands while he leaned in to kiss the Brit.
"You'll get me." Once he had Joe nice and slick Aarne grinned and started rubbing up against the slickness but not fucking yet. He was a cocktease and loved to be one, especially with Joe.
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Joe gasped and arched up in the seat when he felt Aarne lube him up; the cool lube stimulating his hot cock even more causing it to throb. Just having the long-legged Fin in his lap was enough for the bassist to groan and nip at Aarne's earlobe. Then, he was kissing his lover roughly and drunkenly.
"I always want you, babe. Ever since our first fuck back at that rooftop hotel bar."
Aarne was such a fucking tease! The rubbing and grounding had Joe moaning, reaching around to slap at the Fin's buttocks.
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He didn't want to think about anyone else with Joe and choose to flirt instead of think about it. He met the rough kiss with heat and want, grinding against Joe's cock.
"Oh...do that to me while you fuck me." Aarne was feeling extra wild right now, wound up tight and willing. He pressed his chest to Joe's, rolling his body against the Brit while kissing his neck and up behind his ear.
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Joe giggled and then bit on Aarne's earlobe as he slapped the Fin's buttocks while he rubbed the head of his cock against his lover's entrance. Gasping the bassist then thrust upwards in one go, sheathing himself deeply inside of the drummer's ass.
"Oh fuck! Peachy!--"
Not caring if Robert could hear or not, which he probably couldn't, Joe began pistoning upwards into Aarne's ass, panting and biting on the Fin's right bicep.
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"Pound me." He begged while sitting up, bracing his hands against the roof of the limo. Using his arms he forced himself roughly into Joe's thrusts, panting and moaning from the roughness. He needed this after being parted from his lover. Aarne leaned in biting Joe's neck as he bit the drummer's arm.
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Joe licked his lips at the prospect as he thrust upwards hard and rough, gasping and moaning louder with each snap of his hips, feeling his throbbing cock slide up the Fin's tight ass. Fuck it felt good! He began slapping Aarne's ass cheeks as he fucked his Fin, loving each sound that got ripped from the drummer's throat. The bite got a loud gasp from the Brit who bit back on Aarne's shoulder blade.
"Fuck!"
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Joe was pulling all the sounds from his lover; from soft groans of pleasure to full high pitched cries. "Oh! Kuuma! Fuck me harder."
Tonight it felt like Joe couldn't get rough enough, deep enough, fuck him hard enough. Sweat is starting to plaster his hair to his cheeks as he leaned in to pull Joe into a long deep kiss. He's on the verge of an orgasm but holding back so he can wallow in the feel of his lover owning him and the heat between them.
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"Fuck!---oh, babe!---"
The Brit moaned long and loud as he came hard inside of Aarne's ass, filling him deeply with hot cum. Oh fuck! His orgasm washing over him in a powerful tidal wave, near collapsing onto Aarne's sweaty back.
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"I love you, fuck!" Aarne is panting and trying to catch his breath as he reaches back to run his fingers through Joe's wild hair. "I missed you too." He eventually says with a giggle. They did reunite this way quite often.
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Joe gasped as he pulled out and then instantly grabbed the Fin around the waist to pull him in for a dirty kiss, thrusting his tongue into Aarne's mouth groaning. Sex with the drummer was always intense and dirty. Joe loved it. Just hearing the way the Fin got hoarse from screaming gave the Brit an ego boost, knowing he was hitting all of the right buttons.
"Let's snuggle all night and then take a hot shower in the morning. How about it, honey?"
Yawning slightly, Joe nuzzled into Aarne's neck, kissing just shy of his chin before cuddling up to his lover.
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"Are we going to sleep it off in the car?" Aarne nuzzled up to Joe and yawned when Joe did. It was contagious. Then he buried himself into Joe's chest moaning happily. "I'm sleepy, kuuma."
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Joe giggled and then held Aarne close to him, nuzzling into the Fin's neck and sighing with contentment. The fuck had been crazy and hot just the way the Brit liked it. Just hearing the Fin scream was satisfying enough but here in the limo it was even better. Stroking Aarne's hair, Joe smiled.
"Goodnight, Peachy."
The bassist kissed Aarne's on the lips before finding a decent position to sleep.