Sex & Rock n' Roll

Sex & Rock n Roll
Author: Yhu
Pairing: Version 1 Guns N Roses (1988)/Shawn Michaels (Rockers era)
Guns N Roses: Duff McKagan (bass player), Slash (guitar), Axl Rose (front man), Steven Adler (drums), Izzy Stradlin (rhythm guitar/song writer)
Rated: NC-17
Disc: Not my band, or men, or Shawn Michaels :(
Summary: The scene with Shawn and GNR that was over looked in The Puckheads. ;-) Basically very little PLOT involved.

Guns N Roses pic-

http://www.glampunk.org/guns/images/14.jpg

From the left: Duff, Steve, Slash, Axl, Izzy.


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From the point of view of Slash.

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He always picks the blondes. And never the same type of blonde, each one was a little different. Some of them where women, most of them were men- all of them being platinum, strawberry, though all of them were always dirty. Today was no exception.

We had just finished our set to a hot crowd and after not noticing that cigarette had fallen from my mouth and into my pocket where it had burned a sizable hole in my jeans and on my leg, I just wanted to get back to the hotel. Not that I said anything against going out to do what we normally did, I just silently hoped Axl would decide to call it an early night.

No such luck.

Duff and the rest of them were looking out at the people waiting for cabs as we slowly passed by them. I was sitting off to the side strummin' on the strings of my double neck... They'll pick one out soon enough.

"What about that one?"

"Nah nah-- Doesn't have that look."

"What about her?"

"No- She looks crusty. Probably has face herpes."

"Him?"

"Big thighs."

"God Axl, just pick some one!"

I looked over to our front man who fell silent suddenly. Huh. He must have some one in mind. I glanced out the window at the people passing wondering what one he was looking at.

"Stop the limo." Axl said knocking on the separating glass window. He then rolled down the window sticking nearly half his body out of it. "Come here love! We'll give you a ride."

"Wh- What? Me? Wit-With... are all of you in there?"

"Ohh yeah, babe. All of us."

"Even Steven Adler? People say we look a like- I'd really like to meet him!"

Axl pulled himself back in and looked at Steve for a few seconds. "Man, that's freaky- You guys do look alike. Come ere' and look at this!"

"Man, step aside- I am seeing this." Steve said and pushed Axl out of the way. There was a brief pause, and what I think were a whole bunch of 'Oh god it's Steven Adler' from the elated target outside. "...Damn Axl you're right--- He does look like me. That's freaky!"

Steve opened the door for the guy outside and he quickly climbed in. He really did look like Steve! Could been his little brother or something'. Cept this guy was built better than Steve could ever dream of. He was real cute too, not just attractive, but cute. Smile was nice- and he sure as hell couldn't stop doing that. We must've made his day.

"Sit down next to me and Slash." Axl beckoned patting the space between us. The ecstatic blonde did just that, looking at us like we'd vanish if he blinked. "So kid, what's your name?"

"It's... it's... Ahh..." He frowned suddenly then turned red. "I'm so excited I can't think!"

"Check out your wallet." I suggest and pointed to the lump in his leather jacket.

"Go-Good idea..." He stammered and clumsily removed billfold. "Shawn Michaels... God, I feel stupid for forgetting that. How could I forget my own name?!"

"Aw, don't feel bad kid!" Izzy said elbowing Duff. "Duff 'ere forgets his pants all the time. And Slash forgets he's smoking cigarettes when he's playing and burns himself when they land on him."

"Yeah yeah yeah." I grumbled flicking off Izzy.

"You fit right in with us guys, kid." Axl smiled and put an arm around him. The poor guy started turning even redder though. "So why were ya out there all alone like that?"

The kid went real quiet then. He chewed on his pouty lower lip before speaking again. "I... I was supposed to go to the concert..."

That caught the five of us by surprise. By the wind swept look of his hair, we figured he was in there getting messed up like the rest of us!

"And I was supposed to go with a friend from work, w-who I like a real lot. I've had a crush on him since the moment I saw him, but I didn't think he felt the same way. I kept hoping that he'd just take the time to talk to me, but he didn't. So when I asked him if he'd go to this with me, I figured he'd say no." He paused again, the hurt obviously showing in his pretty blue eyes. "But he did say he'd go, and then he told me he needed to hold on to the tickets because I'd probably loose them. And I did what he said to and I gave them to him. H-He sounded like he really wanted to come! I-I didn't even think about him skipping out on me, but he pr-probably did because he didn't show up at all. I waited an hour before and up until... well... now for him."

The five of us exchanged glances and then we all looked to the blonde beside us.

"Wasn't it raining?" Steve murmured glancing out the window.

"Uh huh. And it was really windy."

"So you waited outside in the windy rain to be stood up?" I asked feeling a little pissed at this guy. Shawn seemed like a nice guy-- why would anyone do this to him?

"Yeah... But that's not so bad. What pissed me off was missing the concert. I spent so much money on those tickets and I didn't even get to see the show."

We all exchanged looks again, then we began searching our pockets for cash. I had a twenty, Duff had two fives, Axl had nothing, and Steve and Izzy scrimped out another twenty together. Hardly enough to refund him.

"No, that's okay guys really! Just meeting you all is enough- It's incredible!"

Axl grinned putting his hand on Shawn's upper leather covered thigh. "Well, maybe we can make it a little bit better."

The blonde looked back and forth between the five of us, as if trying to understand what Axl might have meant by that. He didn't have to wait too long though, for our front man flat out kissed him on the lips. We're used to that -- Axl always made the first move. Shawn was surprised to say the least, and as Axl pulled away, we all struck.

Shawn didn't make any cry of protest as we groped him, running our hands up his long legs, enjoying the feel of the heat magnified due to the skin tight leather pants he was wearing. We touched him everywhere, surprised to find a lot of muscle everywhere. Shawn Michaels- that name did sound familiar. Ah well. We shucked off the leather jacket and pants, sitting back to enjoy the beauty before us.

Damn, sometimes Axl has truly excellent taste. Take right now for example- the man he picked for tonight had a tight, toned body, with nice long legs, and long soft, fluffy blonde hair. And a real sense of modesty. But then again, given that we're five horny guys sizing him up like tonight's dinner would make anyone blush.

Steve pushed Axl out of the way, kissing Shawn hard on the lips. I can't tell you what a turn on THAT was. They both looked so much a like.... Steve's hand drifted down to grab his crotch, rubbing and pumping Shawn's stiffening erection. The rest of us soon got tired of watching, heading toward various parts of his body. We're rewarded by his moans as we ravish his body with kisses, licks, and sucks. He tastes sweet on our tongues- his soft groans music to our ears.

"G-Guys, guys!" Axl said pulling away from Shawn's quivering body. "Poor Shawn's naked and here we are fully clothed."

Oh yeah, despite the throbbing prick in my pants, I had forgotten about that. Looks like the rest of us did too, but that was soon remedied. The air grew thick with our arousal, as did the sounds of our panting. It quickly became a sea of sweaty flesh mashing together in passionate embraces. Shawn pulled away from kissing Duff to finally speak.

"How's this going to go? I... I've never really had sex with a guy before, so five of you..."

"Oh, don't you worry about that, Shawn. We'll take good care of you."

Well, Axl's right about that. We will take good care of him. Steve and Izzy propped Shawn up on the limo's back seat, spreading his legs enough to get between his cheeks. Axl passed Steve a bottle of lotion he always carried with him- when I first met him I couldn't think of any good reason why a guy would ever carry around lotion... until he showed me first hand.

Shawn gave a very audible gasp as Steve and Izzy slipped their fingers into his tight passage. He pulled on the seat belts, moaning wildly at their ministrations. Axl grabbed my face, mashing our mouths together; he gets impatient when the action shifts away from him. Poor Duff- the guy's shy in these kinds of situations. If you don't interact with him, he'll curl up to himself. I reached back and grabbed him by the base of his erection. I heard him moan in appreciation, and then felt his face press up against my shoulder.

Axl grinned, pushing me off of him. "You all ready?"

Shawn sobbed when Steve and Izzy pulled their fingers out of him, massaging the backs of his thighs. "It's alright love, you'll get off." Steve murmured positioning Shawn so that he was up on his knees away from the seat.

Axl slid on the ground on his back, putting his feet up on Shawn's hips. "Go in nice and slow, alright?"

Our blonde guest nodded, grabbing on to Axl's upper thighs for support as he slipped his erection deep into our front man. He gasped at the feel of Axl's body seated around him- I know that sound well. It's the sound of a first timer feeling ultimate bliss.

"Ohhh... ohhh god... That's good, Shawn... Mo-Move your hips back and forth...."

He obeyed like I knew he would, giving us guys a nice show. But unlike the other three I don't like watching for very long. I grabbed Axl's lotion bottle, getting myself ready. I bent Shawn over a little, enough so I could watch Axl's face. I shoved myself deep into our guest's virginal hole- forgetting for the moment that this was his first time with a man. He howled out in surprise collapsing onto Axl beneath.

Axl didn't seem to mind all that much, seeing as how my thrusts in to Shawn were moving the blonde further into him. He wrapped his arms around him, moving his body to meet with Shawn's shaky thrusts. I know I was pounding the kid raw, but I couldn't stop- Those noises he was making were addicting.

The guys were panting hard, the smell of sex filling the air even more than it had before. Axl reached up, tugging on a lock of Shawn's hair. "Steve, Duff! Get your asses over here. He's got a mouth; use it!"

I looked through my heavy veil of black hair to see Duff and Steve scrambling over to Shawn, thrusting their erections in his face. I suppose Shawn did have some experience in that area, since he wasted no time dishing out attention to the cocks in his face. He laved his tongue over their heads, licking up the pre-cum that was coming so rapidly out of them.

"Ohh, babe- That's it. Suck it hard..." Steve begged pulling on our guest's fluffy hair. Shawn whimpered some, but did as he was told, taking Steve's erection down his throat. Though Duff got quickly tired of waiting for his turn, yanking the other blonde's head off of Steve and on to him. I could say the very same for Izzy, who quickly got tired of watching all the fun. He tapped the side of Axl's face wanting him to take care of him.

As much as Axl was a good fuck, his mouth was even better. And watching him wrap his arms around Izzy's thighs to raise himself up to take the organ in his mouth was enough to almost finish me off. Our front man was no stranger to giving a blow job to some one in an awkward position-- as I said earlier, nights like this were a usual occurrence.

Shawn was the first to go, nearly screaming his blonde head off as he released in Axl's waiting body. I was next, coating his insides with thick layers of my hot seed. Axl uttered a sharp cry, the same he always made when he released, covering Shawn's torso and up to his neck with the pearly liquid. I pressed the side of my face into Shawn's mid back, watching with hazy eyes as Steve and Duff sprayed cum all over his face. Poor kid's going to need a mop to clean himself off with.

Axl's fingers were now probing the depths of Izzy's ass, making him moan in delight. He tugged on Axl's long hair, begging for more. "Y-Yeah Axl, more. More-!" Izzy let out strangled whine of a sound, bucking into his awaiting mouth shooting his load deep down Axl's throat.

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It was about a half an hour later before any of us could move. It's a good thing our limo driver knew what we're up to most of the time, and had taken the long way around the city. We pulled Shawn up to a sitting position, his body still quaking from the aftermath of what we had all just done. Poor kid was COVERED in our spunk. It was on his face, body, in his hair, and dripping down the backs of his legs.

"You're a mess." Duff said quietly, reaching in his bag to give Shawn his favorite red towel. "You gotta clean yourself up a little before we can even let you out of the limo."

"You were great, Shawn. This was an amazing night. I still feel bad that we couldn't refund your money." Axl frowned elbowing me in the side.

I paused from smoking my cigarette to glare at him. "You're the one who didn't have any money at all."

"No, it's okay." Shawn smiled whipping himself off to the best of his ability. "This was the best time I've ever had being stood up!"

"Well, we gotta give you something- You gave us so much... It's not right." Steve muttered reaching over to his jacket to pull out the drumsticks he had used earlier. "Anyone got a marker?"

Izzy nodded, digging through his pants pockets to find a permanent marker and his lucky pick. He signed the pick and passed the marker along. Steve signed his drum sticks, Duff donated his sunglasses, Axl his bandana. When the marker came to me, I realized I was stuck-- I had my top hat and my double neck. I can't give up my hat, but I just bought my guitar! I had one lousy run with it! I glanced down at the marker, then to Shawn's sweet face. I took his virginity, with out even asking. Not that he minded, but I guess it was the least I could do. I signed toward the base and passed it on to Shawn.

"Gu-guys.... This is incredible, you don't have to give me all this..." Shawn said generally touched by what we had given.

"No, no. You shared something you can only share once with us. We're honored. and we have to give you something for all you've done." Axl reached over to stroke Shawn's recently cleaned cheek. "Besides, we like you. You're a good kid, Shawn. We hope to see you again soon."

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We dropped Shawn off at his hotel, his arms full with our gifts. We all waved to him watching as we got the biggest, humanly possible smile out of him. I started up another cigarette, looking to my band mates with a new respect. I didn't think they could be so generous. But something was nagging at me. "Uhhm. Guys? Did he look familiar besides looking like Steve?"

Izzy looked thoughtful. "Yeah, he did. I know I've seen him somewhere... He was pretty well built too. Too small for a body builder though."

"Maybe he's from the WWF or something." Duff joked and relaxed against the back seat.

"Oh yeah right- Good one Duff." Axl laughed then decided my knee was a good place to rest his head on for a bit of a nap. "Real... good..."

"Hey, don't fall asleep on me now! I'm the one who always has to haul your ass around every time you decide to take a nap!" He grunted in response, but didn't remove his head from my leg. I shook my head and started on my cigarette. Next time we run into Shawn, we'll have to ask him what he does.

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"Are you serious?"

Shawn smiled and nodded to Bret, who kept staring at the case holding his prized Guns N Roses memorabilia. "Yep! Totally serious. ...You don't mind, do you? It was a very long time ago, and when the guys come to visit, it's not like we have a massive group orgy. They have families now, and they usually come one at a time."

He blinked at his lover of two months, then to the case, then to Shawn again. "I... I suppose you're right... And if I had remembered the concert, this case wouldn't be here."

"Yes, so thank you very much for being a jerk!" He said cheerfully. "Now, are you happy? You've been pestering me about that stupid case for the past two months!"

Bret sighed a little, wishing he had never looked over at the case in the first place. "Yeah, I guess I'm happy."

"Oh don't mope on me now. I like having sex with you more than any of those other guys. And you're the one I'm with right now, so stop getting angsty on me and get your coat-- We're going to be late for the Velvet Revolver concert."

Bret let out a small growl. Great- Slash sends Shawn backstage tickets for it and now all he'll be thinking about is punching him so hard it knocks that damn top hat off his head. Maybe he should have waited to pester Shawn about the case AFTER the concert. Ah well. He slung on his leather jacket, following his lover out the door.

FIN