Men can only dream...right?
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Category:
Singers/Bands/Musicians › HIM
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
3
Views:
1,276
Reviews:
2
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of HIM. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Shower Silliness
Ville sat naked on the toliet, as he watched Bam prepare their shower. He too was naked, and was having a little trouble getting the temperature of the water up.
"Bammie, leave it!" Ville moaned. "If you don't touch me soon, I'll have to get myself off!" he pouted. Bam simply grinned.
"You wont need to get yourself off if the water stays this cold!" he laughed. Suddenly, the water rose to the perfect temperature, causing Bam to cry out in shock. Ville laughed, and pushed him in, up against the back wall of the tiny cubical. The erections of the extremely horny men rubbed against each other as thier tounges battled furiously.
"Oh god Bammie, i want you so bad i can feel you already..."
"You want me to fuck you?" Bam asked.
"Oh god yes, but if you don't want to..."
"I DO want it, so much!" With that he thrust into Ville, not even preparing him for the stretch. But Ville didn't care, he'd used enough anal toys - while thinking of Bam of course - in his time, so he was used to it. Bam moved slowly in and out of Ville, as if unsure of what to do.
"Faster..." Ville muttered. Bam could only do as he was told. Villes leaking cock was now completely deprived of attention, but Bam would soon fix that. He began to stroke Ville with the same pace of his thrusts.
"Oh god Bam...I'm coming...oh god BAM!" Ville cried, shooting his hot seed all over Bams chest. The water soon washed it away. Seconds later, Ville heard Bam cry
"Ville fucking Valo! You sexy mother-fucker!" before he felt Bam cum full force inside him. The men stood in each others arms, and let the water wash away their sins. Ville stepped out of the shower first, wrapped a towel around his waist. Bam turned off the water, the climbed out. As he went to grab a towel, he slipped and fell, hitting his head hard on the floor.
"Oh my god, Bammie, are you alright?" cried Ville, running over to him, pulling him into his arms.
"My head hurts.." Bam said. He looked to be in some pain.
"Awww my poor American Skating Jackass!" Ville cooed. "Come on, you should go back to bed, you probally have concussion!" Ville handed Bam a fresh pair of boxers, then helped him to bed, tucked his in, and joined him, stroking his hair softly. Bam was soothed by this, and started to drift off.
"You may not remember me saying this Bammie, but i ended my engagement to Jonna. I'd rather marry you, i wish i could..." said Ville. He planted a kiss on Bams sleeping lips, then curled up next to him. When he awoke, he was alone. A post-it note was attached to his forehead.
'Of course I'll marry you my sexy Finnish kitten (you purr in your sleep...adorable!) Love your American skating jackass...'
"Bammie, leave it!" Ville moaned. "If you don't touch me soon, I'll have to get myself off!" he pouted. Bam simply grinned.
"You wont need to get yourself off if the water stays this cold!" he laughed. Suddenly, the water rose to the perfect temperature, causing Bam to cry out in shock. Ville laughed, and pushed him in, up against the back wall of the tiny cubical. The erections of the extremely horny men rubbed against each other as thier tounges battled furiously.
"Oh god Bammie, i want you so bad i can feel you already..."
"You want me to fuck you?" Bam asked.
"Oh god yes, but if you don't want to..."
"I DO want it, so much!" With that he thrust into Ville, not even preparing him for the stretch. But Ville didn't care, he'd used enough anal toys - while thinking of Bam of course - in his time, so he was used to it. Bam moved slowly in and out of Ville, as if unsure of what to do.
"Faster..." Ville muttered. Bam could only do as he was told. Villes leaking cock was now completely deprived of attention, but Bam would soon fix that. He began to stroke Ville with the same pace of his thrusts.
"Oh god Bam...I'm coming...oh god BAM!" Ville cried, shooting his hot seed all over Bams chest. The water soon washed it away. Seconds later, Ville heard Bam cry
"Ville fucking Valo! You sexy mother-fucker!" before he felt Bam cum full force inside him. The men stood in each others arms, and let the water wash away their sins. Ville stepped out of the shower first, wrapped a towel around his waist. Bam turned off the water, the climbed out. As he went to grab a towel, he slipped and fell, hitting his head hard on the floor.
"Oh my god, Bammie, are you alright?" cried Ville, running over to him, pulling him into his arms.
"My head hurts.." Bam said. He looked to be in some pain.
"Awww my poor American Skating Jackass!" Ville cooed. "Come on, you should go back to bed, you probally have concussion!" Ville handed Bam a fresh pair of boxers, then helped him to bed, tucked his in, and joined him, stroking his hair softly. Bam was soothed by this, and started to drift off.
"You may not remember me saying this Bammie, but i ended my engagement to Jonna. I'd rather marry you, i wish i could..." said Ville. He planted a kiss on Bams sleeping lips, then curled up next to him. When he awoke, he was alone. A post-it note was attached to his forehead.
'Of course I'll marry you my sexy Finnish kitten (you purr in your sleep...adorable!) Love your American skating jackass...'