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Smack
Now I would like to give attention to a band that was quite big in the 80s but during the 90s broke up and disappeared completely.
They are called Smack and they are from Helsinki, Finland. I just finished a book about them (sadly I think it's only written in finnish rn) and I felt like I need to share this with you.
Cover of the book ⬆️
First even I didn't know who they were, but then I started to listen their first album "smack on you" and it blew my mind. Even Slash, Duff and Izzy (from guns n roses) were fans of their work.
And Kurt Cobain (Nirvana) and Krist Novoselic (Nirvana as well) were their fans and Kurt even sang some of Their songs in some concerts.
First album "smack on you" ⬆️
Smack's lead singer Claude died in September 1996 due to some heart problems. He was only 30 y/o.
Since then Smack really didn't do any concerts and disappeared almost completely. Only some people these days remember them.
"For the whole year before our debut album, we listened to practically nothing but smack in the car." - Slash, guns n roses
Smack (during 1983-1984)
Left to right: Kinde, Manchuria, Claude, Jimi and Rane.
Smack did also many cover songs, some of the rolling stones, the stooges and new york dolls. They made a cover song of "Paint it black" (the rolling stones) and people thought it was even better than the original one.
It would be so cool if people would find Smack again. They were a really big thing in finland and Los Angeles. Sadly their story didn't last that long.
For the end here's some of their best songs:
Paint it black
Criminal
Run rabbit run
Cemetery walls
(all pictures are from Google)
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✮ Izzy Stradlin icons
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Nikki Sixx 80's
happy birthday McKagan! i love you so much, thanks for existing, i'm so proud of you Duff. You have faced many difficult things, but you have overcome them all and you are here, thank you for everything. you a totally amazing person, a beautiful and wonderful person, you don't know how much I love you Duff (known as a punk giraffe)❤️
Sunset Love, ch. 7: Not a glance
AN: It's been a while... the weather is shit today and I'm grumpy!! Thanks for coming back -- or coming for the first time. I try to make the parts work on their own as well as being part of a longer story. Hope you like this one. xx
The chick with the low-cut top standing at the side of the dance floor had been looking up at him since the start of their set. It was quite clear from her expression what was on her mind. In between his riffs and solos, Slash was keeping an eye on her from behind his hair on stage.
It was 9 P.M. on a Tuesday night and the Whisky was almost empty. The night hadn't even really started yet. But this was what you did when you were an unknown band - you started at the bottom of the bill, early in the week.
To give him his due, Axl wasn't letting the sparse audience affect his performance. He was giving it his all, as he always did: shirt thrown aside, sweat gleaming in the stage lights, the muscles in his back tightening and relaxing along with his voice.
Slash had given up pretending to himself that he wasn't watching Axl every chance he got to do so unobserved. On stage - behind his guitar and his hair, the other guys absorbed in their playing - was the perfect place. That writhing, snake-like body, ink standing out against the whiteness of the skin, the black leather pants slung low around the hips, barely clinging on...
Axl rang out the closing notes of their new song, 'Don't Cry', and let them reverberate around the room. A few hesitant hand claps echoed around the walls and their set was over.
The girl was still there. They made eye contact again and Slash felt a rush to his groin. Relief flowed through him. He was still straight. Whatever was going on with Axl didn't make him a fag. He cocked his head towards the restroom door beside the stage and the girl gave a brief nod.
***
He buried his face in the girl's breasts and pulled her hips closer to his. She anchored her arms behind his neck and wrapped both her legs around his waist. The flimsy partitions in the Whisky toilets rattled as he began banging himself into her, pushing her against the wall to keep her up. It was skeezy but that was OK; he was into it and she certainly was too, thrusting her pelvis energetically against him and digging her nails into the skin on his back. He dragged his lips across her chest from one tit to the other, relishing the yielding softness, so different from...
He pulled his head up suddenly.
"What the fuck?" the girl gasped, her face in his shoulder. "Don't stop!"
Had he stopped? He resumed his frantic banging into her but was having trouble focusing on the task at hand. He'd been comparing this to ... how he felt doing the same thing with Axl. Jesus.
He squeezed his eyes tight and thank fucking Christ, he was about to come now... he exploded into her, clutching her buttocks tight to keep her in position. He kept thrusting til he was spent.
"Thanks, honey," he muttered, panting, as he let her down and hoisted his pants up. The girl grabbed some tissue and cleaned inside her thighs, looking none too happy.
"Yeah, really fucking great," she said, glaring. "What was that - like, twenty seconds?"
"Fuck you," he retorted, though he flushed inwardly. He knew he'd been selfish; he'd taken what he wanted from her and he just wanted to get out of there.
"Fuck YOU, asshole," she shouted and slammed the stall door behind her.
***
The next band was slamming out their first chords as he slunk out of the bathroom. More people were wandering in; cigarette smoke billowed, people's hands hung out over the balcony upstairs, some girls clustered against the front of the stage. Slash made out Duff, Izzy and Axl leaning against the bar at the other side of the room with their buddies West and Del, knocking back bottles of beer.
"Ah, here's the dirty dog," said Duff, grinning, holding out an arm as Slash approached. "Taking care of business, eh?"
They had all seen him disappear into the bathroom after the girl. The group chuckled indulgently, admiringly even.
Slash shrugged and flicked his eyes discreetly to Axl, as had become his habit. Axl was standing a little apart from the group, studying the band on stage intently. Slash mouthed 'Jack and coke' to the barman and checked back again. Yep, Axl was still acting like he wasn't there.
Slash sucked down his drink hungrily and signalled to the barman for another. He nodded along as Steven enthused to him about something, but he wasn't listening. Minutes passed and Axl's back remained firmly towards him.
Slash frowned in confusion. Sure, Axl was moody, and unexplained silences were a thing with him. This was one of those episodes, right? It couldn't be ... the girl, could it? Getting as much pussy as possible was one of their core aims as a band. Surely there was no way Axl was ... jealous?
At some point later, after several more drinks, Izzy flung his arm around Axl's shoulders, dragged him back to the group and forced him to clink bottles.
"Our position at the bottom of the bill continues uncontested!" exclaimed Izzy, lifting his drink into the air mock-heroically.
"How many was that tonight, four people?" mused Duff. "Two of them were our friends who we bribed with free beer -" he gestured to Del and West, who raised their drinks graciously - "One was that strung-out guy by the door who clearly hadn't a fucking clue where he was, and the other was that girl who just came to fuck Slash."
Axl looked away sharply, examining the ceiling. Everyone else was too drunk to notice, or care. But Slash knew now. It was the fucking girl.
"Better than our first gig," said Steve. "The Troubadour, before Seattle? Two people - the bar manager and that random guy who said he thought we were gonna be some other band?"
"Your fan base is growing, then," declared Del. "I call that progress." More cheering and clinking bottles.
Slash wanted to leave, wanted to get Axl on his own and demand to know what the fuck was going on, but the guys were in roaring form and the drinks were coming thick and fast. It was easier to just stay.
The headlining band came on, the club had filled to capacity, bodies packed in, the music and noise deafening - and their collective cash had dried up.
"Back to the Sunset and Gardner Hotel and Villas!" roared Steve, throwing his arm around Slash's neck. Slash had loosened up a bit. The knots in his shoulders were relaxing and he could talk more. Thank fuck for that. He didn't care as much about things with plenty of alcohol on board. He headed for the door with the rest of them, not casting a glance at Axl.
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AN: It took a while to get this part right. I really want to hear what you think of it - it's harder to write tension than the lovey-dovey stuff :) Please leave me a comment.
He has a kind of beauty I just can’t describe
The Prince of Darkness <3
The Girl I kinda like LOVES JBJ soooooo
My GNR collection :)
some photos of the boys with pete :3
hello! are you new here?
Yess,why the question?
I had a friend draw me and this is how it turned out
so apparently kelly nickels is (or at least was at one point) emma roberts’s stepfather?? how did I not know this…honestly she’s so iconic imagine having him and julia roberts as your relatives omg
more Dave grohl pictures!! Not sure what the photoshoot is from / for, but I’m guessing it was around the early - mid 2000s. I think it’s 2003, judging by his hair!!
Can you write this imagine where reader is Duff's girlfriend and it's her birthday and Duff asks what she wants for her birthday and she says that she wants a threesome with him and Tommy Lee, (her best friend), and Duff says he'd be happy to grant her wish. ;)
Please make it extra long and smutty if possible🤍🤍
hiii, thank u for the request!! i spent the night on this so i hope you can like it! (added some more details too) xx
The Best Gift
warnings: smut, oral sex (m receiving), unprotected sex.
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Being friend with Tommy Lee never been the best since his band always had a lot of arguments, fights and misunderstanding with my boyfriend’s; in four years of dating Duff and six of knowing Tommy, I never been able to make a real birthday party with both bands in one room. Tomorrow will be that day again hoping to make something more organized this time including everyone after a long a tough year of their touring. Fortunately Tommy always been present despite he knew about their “bands things”. He just finished his tour and he called me almost everyday to ask how I was, how things with Duff have been doing.
“Yeah Tommy all good as always. He is finishing some dates here in California then he’ll be back home”
“So he will be back for your birthday too?”
“Yes he will, he promised me, last year couldn’t make it…”
“Yeah, asshole...”
“Tommy! If only wasn’t that difficult to have you two together for just a night...”
“That’s not my fault Y/N! if only he wasn’t that jealous, I could stay with you as much as you want… do you remember what happened at that party right?”
“Yeah yeah I remember…”
“He is so fucking lucky, that sometimes I think that he can’t even imagine how much”
“He is a good guy Tommy, as you”
“What he is gonna give you for the big day?”
“I don’t know, I don’t care about expensive gifts and stuff… but I was thinking about something knew, that doesn’t have a price…”
“What’s that?”
“You’ll find out Tommy”
Since that last conversation with Tommy a few days ago I kept thinking about the idea of including both my boyfriend and best friend in a threesome for my first birthday with both of them together and not knowing how I could ask Duff about it and how Tommy would react to such a request, but he never been the type of guy to complain about stuff like this. I missed them both since they’ve been far from the city. I wanted to fix the tension between them both, one way or another…
I hear Duff’s door house opening, I stayed here while he was finishing a few concerts before the break. His tall blonde figure enters the room, probably with all black leather clothes on, his usual messy hair, a cigarette between his lips and his brown round sunglasses. “Babe you here?” i sight nervously still overthinking about my birthday gift, while hearing his voice calling me from the living room. I stand up from the tall chair in his kitchen heading to the other room to join him. I walk towards Duff who was there waiting for me, after immediately seeing my figure his usual cocky smile appears on his lips grabbing me and lifting me up in a warm hug “Here is my girl” his soft and warm voice makes me smile thinking that finally he was home “How have you been?” I ask him still in his arms “Not bad, not bad, just a few fights with Axl, as always but we finished the dates for now, that what matters” he says putting me back on the floor “And you? did you organize everything for tomorrow?” my cheeks start to warm up at his question “Yeah… uhm… about my birthday I gotta ask you something, uhm..” He removes his glasses blowing the smoke of his cigarette “Yeah sure what’s that?” His eyes focus on me waiting for me to say something “Uhm.. I was wondering if… I could use your house to invite some friends” damn it, of course this wasn’t the question, also cause he told me like thousand times to use his house. He laughs softly “Yes babe, I already told you to do so” I nod quickly laughing nervously “Well babe if you don’t have anything else to ask me I gotta go take a shower, the trip hammered me” he kisses me before heading on upstairs.
After hearing the water of the shower stops I head towards our bedroom to take some rest and thinking… maybe that was just a bad idea, maybe I should keep this fantasy to myself… I step into room, hands in my hair totally on another planet with my thoughts, suddenly feeling Duff’s arms tying around my waist pulling my back against his still wet chest, starting to kiss my neck I can’t help to close my eyes at that feeling that I’ve missed so much “I missed you baby… I was waiting to feel your skin like this again” I smile at his words turning around to press a wet kiss on his lips while his hands reach for my waist and then falling down on my ass grabbing it roughly. He keeps kissing me, I could feel how hungry he was to from his heavy gasps and his visible erection through the towel around his waist. He lays me down on our bed behind me, pressing my wrists on the mattress on the sides of my head, his lips now on my neck kissing and sucking my soft skin, but again that request pops up in my mind “Duff?” I softly ask “Uhm?” He says against my neck “I want to do something new with you…” he smiles “Oh yeah?” His cocky tone sends me shivers down my spine “Yeah…” I answer him but he doesn’t seem to care since he starts to go even lower with his sloppy kisses "Is it something naughty? Something you think I won't like?" He chuckles darkly, rolling my nipple between his fingers. "Try me, baby. I'm in a good mood now that I'm back with my girl." Couldn’t be that difficult to ask come on “Duff… I wanna have a threesome for my birthday” he stops, looking up at me “You what? With who?” His tone is confused, I think he never excepted me to ask him such a question “Tommy…” his eyes now wide open. “"What the fuck, Y/N? Tommy fucking Lee? Your best friend? Are you out of your goddamn mind?" He growls, his voice rising in volume. "I'm not sharing you with that fucking dick, especially not for your birthday!"
"Babe babe. listen to me" I cup his face with my hands "He is my best friend I know and I know that you basically hate him and his band too, but that doesn't mean anything, it would be something new just to have fun for both of us, and I want you and him to share a time together that ain't just to hit on each other and other shits like that... it's just a dirty fantasy and you told me to tell you everything about what pops up in my mind thinking about sex..." He stares at me intensely, his jaw clenching as he processes my words. His body tenses with a mix of anger and reluctant arousal. He knows he told me to tell him everything, but this... this is pushing it.
"Y/N, I fucking love you, you know that. And I trust you, but this... sharing you with fucking Tommy Lee? It goes against every instinct I have… also knowing that he will be here tomorrow with his fucking friends…“ He says through gritted teeth. "But... if it's something you really want, and you think it would bring us pleasure, then... fuck. I guess I can't say no to you."
He leans in close, his breath hot against my face as he stares into my eyes. "But let's get one thing straight: this is a one time thing. And don't think for a second that I won't be watching every fucking second what he will do to you. He's not going to try anything funny, you hear me?" I nod, smiling at him.
The night after came, I was so exited, Duff picked the dress for me, he wanted something that could scream that I’m his girlfriend, a total black leather short dress with high heels. I enter the bathroom where he was getting ready, positioning in front of the mirror “How do I look?”. He steps back and looks at me up and down, his eyes roaming every curve of my body in my sinfully short leather dress. He can see the way it hugs my tits, my waist, my hips... even the way it rides up my thighs. The high heels complete the look.
"Fuck, Y/N... you look like a goddamn wet dream" he says, his voice rough with desire. He walks around me, taking in the sight from every angle. "That dress is doing exactly what I wanted it to; showing everyone that you're my fucking irresistible girl."
He steps close behind me, grabbing my hips and pulling me back against him. I can feel his hard cock pressing against my ass through his tight leather pants. He leans down, his lips brushing against my ear. "I don't know if I want to take you right here before the party even starts, or let you tease all those other fuckers out there before I claim you in front of everyone as mine. What do you think, baby?" I laughs at his comments making my cheeks burn.
He spins me around to face him, his hands cupping my face as he stares intensely into my eyes. "You look perfect. Fuck, I love you so much. Happy birthday, Y/N. Tonight, I'm going to give you everything you want..." He captures my lips in a searing kiss, his tongue delving into my mouth, tasting me, claiming me as his.
“But… don’t forget what you promised me” I say Duff pulled back from the kiss, a wicked grin spreading across his face as he remembered his promise. He gives my ass a firm squeeze, his eyes gleaming with mischief and a hint of unease.
"Oh, don't worry, baby." he said, his voice a low rumble. "I'm going to make your birthday wish come true, even if that means letting that idiot join us for a night. But don't think that I'll be letting him forget who you belong to." I roll my eyes grabbing his hand and puling him outside the bedroom “Don’t be a dick with him babe come on, we’ll have fun I promise you…. And please. Tell Axl to fight Nikki while we won’t be there”
We both head downstairs to join the other people, and Duff’s band that was already there, everybody hugs me wishing me happy birthday and then there they are Tommy, Nikki, Vince and Mick "Y/N! here she is guys!” Tommy shouts coming to hug me under Duff and his bandmates' sights. Duff's eyes narrowed as he watched Tommy approach. He could feel the jealous rage bubbling up inside him, but he tamped it down, remembering his promise. For me, he would try to play nice. For now.
Tommy pulled me into a tight hug, his hands tying around me, perhaps a bit too long on my leather-clad curves for Duff's liking. "Happy birthday, gorgeous" Tommy said, flashing that cocky grin that Duff wanted to wipe off his fucking face.
"Easy there, Tommy" Duff growled under his breath, stepping closer to me and draping a possessive arm around my waist.
Nikki, Vince, and Mick hung back, exchanging amused glances. They knew the tension between Duff and Tommy was always palpable, but tonight it was thicker than ever. Still, they were here to celebrate my birthday, not watch Duff and Tommy come to blows again.
"Alright, let's get this party started!" Vince shouted, holding up a bottle of champagne. "First thing, happy birthday, Y/N! Let's get you drunk and have some fucking fun!"
Duff tightened his grip around my waist, his eyes never leaving Tommy's. The night was young, and the threesome was still to come, but one thing was for sure Duff would be watching Tommy like a hawk to make sure he didn't cross any lines. This was my birthday wish, but Duff was determined to make damn sure Tommy knew that I was still his girl, no matter what.
A few drinks later I finally find myself alone on the couch between Tommy and Duff. Tommy laughing loudly with other people around while Duff was doing the same with Slash on his left. “Tommy?” I call him but he couldn’t hear me “Tommy?!” He turns “Oh, yes?” He asks smiling with a bottle of jack in his hand “Would you like to do something fun with me tonight?” my teasing tone makes him smile “Anything for my best friend” I wink at him standing up and giving both my hands to the two men in font of me, Tommy reaches for one without thinking twice instead of Duff that with a scoff does the same. I pull them both upstairs to the bedroom closing the door behind us. “So what do we have to do now?” Tommy asks still drinking from his bottle, I move closer to my boyfriend starting to kissing him. His lips crashed against mine in a hungry, demanding kiss, one hand fisting in my hair while the other gripped my ass possessively. He could taste the alcohol on my tongue, feel the way my body melted against his. But he knew Tommy was watching, waiting, with a surprised and amused expression on his face. So he pulled back, breaking the kiss, and turned his head to level a challenging glare at the other man.
"Don't forget, you're here because of her. You got that?" Duff snarled. Tommy just smirked, taking another swig of his Jack Daniel's. "Don't worry man, I know my place." Despite his words, there was a glint of mischief in his eyes, a hint of the troublemaker Duff knew him to be.
I look at Tommy that throws his bottle on the floor pulling me and kissing me without think twice. His hands grabbing my hips. His kisses are so different, more rough, wet, raw, fast.
Duff keeps looking at us, for a moment, he was frozen, his mind reeling. This was happening so fast, and it went against every instinct screaming at him to throw Tommy off of me and claim me as his own.
But he had made a promise, and he was determined to keep it. No matter how much it killed him inside, he would let this play out. After what felt like an eternity, Tommy pulled back from the kiss. He turned to look at Duff, a smug, self satisfied grin on his fucking face. "Happy birthday, Y/N" Tommy said, his voice a low, mocking drawl. "You taste so good”. I pull Duff closer to me again while kissing him one more time, while my right hand shifts down Tommy’s pants starting to unbutton them, finally touching his erection.
Duff's eyes widened as he sees my hand slipping down Tommy's pants, his mouth falling open in a silent gasp. At the same time, he couldn't believe how fucking hot it actually was to watch me take control, to see how turned I was thanks to the situation. His cock throbbed almost painfully against the confines of his leather pants as he watched me exploring Tommy's body with a newfound confidence and lust.
Duff could see the way Tommy's eyes darkened with lust as my hand worked in his pants, his hips canting forward slightly into my touch. He knew the feeling all too well, that desperate need to be touched, to be wanted, to be consumed by my passion. It was a heady thing, and Duff felt a thrill of dark satisfaction knowing that he had brought me to this point.
Despite the jealousy still simmering in his veins, Duff couldn't deny the sheer eroticism of the moment. Watching me come alive with lust, seeing the hunger in my eyes as I took what I wanted, was the most arousing thing he had ever witnessed. And he knew, without a doubt, that this was only the beginning.
I bend on my knees unbuttoning duff's pants too, grabbing his already hard cock, playing with it for a few seconds before focusing on Tommy's starting to suck his slowly keeping a hand on it to helping with my mouth's movements, while keep satisfying my boyfriend's with my other hand.
Duff let out a low, guttural groan as he felt my soft hand wrap around his aching cock. The sensation of my fingers stroking his thick shaft, exploring every rigid inch of him, sent shockwaves of pleasure rippling through his body. He couldn't believe that he was actually enjoying it, watching me with him and another man at the same time.
The sight of me kneeling before them, my leather dress riding up to reveal more of my toned thighs, my hair tumbling around my face as I focused on pleasuring them both, was almost too much for Duff to handle. He watched, enraptured, as my head bobbed over Tommy's cock, my plump lips stretching around the thick girth of him as I took him deeper into my mouth.
At the same time, Duff could feel my hand working his shaft with skillful strokes, squeezing and caressing him in all the right ways. The dual sensations of my mouth on Tommy and my hand on him pushed Duff to new heights of arousal, his cock throbbing and leaking precum with each pass of my fingers.
Duff's breath came in harsh pants as he watched me, his eyes glued to the erotic sight of me sucking off his rival. He could see the way Tommy's head fell back in ecstasy, the way his hips rocked forward slightly, seeking more of my hot, wet mouth. It was a fucking turn on beyond belief, and Duff could feel his balls tightening, his orgasm already building in the base of his spine. "Fuck, babe” Duff growled, his voice ragged with lust. He tangled his fingers in my hair, guiding my head as I sucked Tommy, encouraging me to take him deeper. The feeling of my throat constricting around his rival's cock was incredible, the sounds the wetness was driving him crazy, and Duff couldn't wait to feel that tight heat around his own aching member.
"Birthday girl sure knows how to give a fucking incredible blowjob" Tommy groaned, now his hand fisting in my hair as he guided my movements.
"That's it, sexy” Duff growled, his voice strained with pleasure turning my head now towards his cock. "Take it all like a good girl. Show Tommy what that dirty mouth always does to me.”
Duff's hips rocked forward, fucking his cock into my mouth while Tommy keeps what I left with his hand watching us. Both of them could feel the pressure building, the heat coiling tighter and tighter in their groin as they hurtled towards his release.
Tommy let out a low moan "Fuck, your mouth felt incredible" he grunted, moving his hand faster “can't wait to feel your hot cunt wrapped around me, squeezing the cum out of my balls." Duff felt a surge of jealousy at Tommy's words, but it was quickly overtaken by the overwhelming need to claim me harder in front of him. Duff suddenly moves away pulling me up gripping my hips before pushing me on the bed leaving my ass facing him.
The leather of my dress rode up, exposing the soft skin of my thighs and the lacy edge of my panties. Duff licked his lips at the sight, his cock throbbing with anticipation.
At the same time, Tommy positioned himself in front of my face, his rigid shaft bobbing inches from my mouth. "Open wide, birthday girl" he said with a smirk, one hand fisting in my hair as he guided my head forward. I look up at Tommy, my eyes glazed with lust and desire. Without hesitation, I open my mouth and took him in, my tongue swirling around the swollen head of his cock before I sank down, taking him deeper into my hot, wet mouth.
Unable to resist any longer, Duff hooked his fingers in the waistband of my panties and yanked them down my thighs. The flimsy fabric tore away easily, baring my bare ass and glistening pussy to his hungry gaze. Duff groaned at the sight, hardly smacking my ass watching the supple flesh jiggle, I let escape a moan around Tommy’s cock while feeling my boyfriend’s fingers finding my dripping slit, stroking and teasing my swollen folds, he grabs my hips in a bruising grip and thrust forward, burying his thick, throbbing cock deep into my dripping pussy in one powerful stroke.
“Fuck!” Duff growls, his eyes rolling back in bliss, while my velvety walls clenched tight around his dick. So fucking wet, so ready for him, that he slid in easily despite his considerable size.
I let out a muffled scream around Tommy's cock, the sensation of Duff's thick length stretching and filling me so suddenly overwhelming. I could feel every ridge, every throbbing vein as he hilted inside me, his heavy balls slapping against my clit while he keeps thrusting harder and faster.
Tommy groaned, his grip tightening in my hair as he fucked my throat in time with Duff's thrusts. "Shit, the way her throat is squeezing my cock... it's incredible" he grunted, his hips snapping forward roughly.
Duff could only let out a feral growl in response. He was lost in the feeling of my hot, slick pussy gripping his shaft like a vice. The wet squelch of my juices filled the room, mingling with the raw slap of skin against skin and the pornographic sounds of Tommy fucking my mouth.
Duff could feel the pressure building to a fever pitch, his balls drawing up tight. The feeling of my tight, wet heat gripping his shaft, the way my body yielded to his every thrust, pushed him closer and closer to the edge of ecstasy.
At the same time, Tommy let out a guttural moan, his grip on my hair tightening. "Fuck, I'm gonna cum" he grunted, his voice strained with pleasure. "Gonna fucking explode down your throat"
I could only moan in response, the vibrations of my throat around Tommy's cock sending him over the edge. With a loud, moan, Tommy hilted inside my mouth, his thick shaft pulsing as he shot ropes of hot, sticky cum directly down my gullet.
The sensation of Tommy's release, combined with Duff's relentless pounding, sent me careening towards my own climax. My body tensed, back arching as a powerful orgasm ripped through me. "Yes, fuck, yes!" Duff roared, feeling my pussy clench and spasm around him as I came hard on his cock.
With a loud, feral growl, Duff slammed into me one last time and held himself there as his cock jerked and throbbed, spilling wave after wave of hot, thick cum deep inside my fluttering cunt.
"Fuck, take it all, baby…” Duff commanded, his voice raw, breathless and wrecked with pleasure.
Duff's hips jerked and spasmed as he emptied his balls inside me.
Tommy slumped back, spent and satisfied, as I worked to swallow every drop of his load. Duff collapsed on top of me, his softening cock still nestled deep inside my cum filled pussy, his chest heaving as he caught his breath.
“That was fucking incredible” Tommy sharp, breathless voice echoes in the room before reaching again for his bottle on the floor, while Duff laughs softly, kissing my neck, smirking on my skin “I told you that wasn’t that bad, uh?” I say to him making him roll his eyes and scoffing, he knew I was was right.
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-mel
☆~Who had the better braids? Axl Rose or Tommy Lee?~☆
(They're both so bad I can't 😭)
“Custer is one of their worst songs, it’s so bad” Have we considered that you’re neither joyous nor whimsical? You’re allowed to like popular songs, it’s okay.
Super Sick article from the autographed mag I got a Doc’s Records in Texas. My uncle partied with them back in the 80s, RIP Dimebag
Me @ Billy Bob’s in Texas, about to see the Toadies and the Vandoliers. Also the pick I caught from Vaden. Genuinely the best night of my life.
Crying? No, I’m a nü metal fan. I’m KЯying.
☆MY KINDA LOVER☆
“ storytime ”
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Nikki Sixx + Eddie Munson
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“ villan and violent, infant and innocent ”
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Notes ;
- not proof read
- sfw / fluff !!
- special request from @nikki-sixxpixxx <3
- okay let's go!!!
Eddie was sat on Nikki's bed, waiting for Nikki to tell him stories from his band, Mötley Crüe, as Black Sabbath's “Into the void” played in the background
Of course, being his younger best friend, Eddie was a huge fan of Mötley Crüe. But he never really knew the stories from tours.
“You sure you want to hear the stories? Some of them are weird, you know.” Nikki said, settling down across from Eddie on the bed. Nikki's hair fell perfectly on his shoulders, no wonder why every girl wanted him.
“I'm sure, I know their weird. If they have anything to do with you, they're going to be weird.” Eddie respond abruptly. His messy hair sprawled across his back as the late evening sun shone directly onto him. He looked up and around Nikki's room, admiring the posters and all.
“Okay so, the spaghetti incident was like this bet between me and Tommy. Basically, we wanted to see who could fuck the most chicks without showering at all. This went on for a few weeks, before it got so bad, we needed to end the bet. So, me and this one chick, we were getting it on, y'know? Getting undressed and all, when all of a sudden. She gags. So I'm thinking 'she must have a bad gag reflex.' But no, it was me! I stunk so bad she threw up spaghetti on me. Directly on my dick too! She left, and I finally showered.” Nikki explained, using his hands while talking. He always did that, it made the story more interesting. After finishing, he looked up at Eddie.
His face pale, and jaw dropped, Eddie was left speechless. “She like... threw up actual spaghetti...? On you?" He said , clearly shocked. He looked at Nikki horrified when he nodded.
“Straight up! Now, which story you want to hear next? Telephone or Burrito?" Nikki chuckled.
“Telephone.”
“Alright. Me and Tommy, we were getting it on with this girl. We were fucking her, tommy in her mouth and me inside her. The girl was loose, so I looked at Tommy, and at the telephone in the room. Tommy nodded, knowing exactly what I was hinting at. Me and Tommy both pulled out and walked over to the phone, picking it up. I took the phone, and just stuck it in her. Tommy's dumbass called the girls mom! So when her mom picked up, all she heard was the wet sounds —”
“Thats disgusting, Nikki!” Eddie exclaimed, throwing a pillow at him.
“Thats me and Tommy for ya, Eddie.” Nikki chuckled
“A telephone though? And her mom?” Eddie sighed before speaking again. “Whats the burrito incident?”
“So, when we were on tour, we would cheat on our girls. Before we would see them, we would take burritos and rub them on our dicks to get rid of the smell of sex. You know that smell and how it stinks? Well, we had to use the burritos to cover the smell up. I'm telling you, it burned like hell. Vince was too impatient and had us rub them on as soon as they got out the microwave. Couldn't fuck for days because it hurt so bad.” Nikki mumbled, looking back up at Eddie before talking again. “You won't look at me like some kind of weird man whore because of this, right?”
“No, I won't. Your my best friend Nikki, nothing can change that. But, I do think your crazy for choosing burritos to rub on your... you know. I mean, of course it's going to burn! You do stupid things sometimes nikki.” Eddie chuckled, grabbing a vinyl off the shelf.
“Black Sabbath.” The vinyl read. God, was Nikki like a fan girl for Black Sabbath? How many vinyls does he have of this band.
“You should head home Eddie, it's almost 8 and you know what happens when my mom gets home and your over with no warning.” Nikki sighs
“Yeah. I'll see you later, Nikki!”
“Later, Eddie.”
“Fuckin telephone up a girl...that's insane..” Eddie mumbled once he was out Nikki's house.
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I didn't know how to end it so...yeah!!!
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