Disclaimer: The following story is a work of fiction. The author does not own any of the following names or personalities. The author does not imply that the people mentioned within would act or have acted in the ways depicted. No money has been made from this.

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Axl liked to steal from groupies. It was annoying. "Look what I found, Slash," he'd announce in a sing-song voice, bouncing into my suite with whatever it was in his hands. Lipsticks. Mirrors. Bangle bracelets. Other things I didn't care about.

One time, a vibrator. He kept it hidden behind his back, even while he was jumping onto my bed and scooting up beside me. He poked me in the side with it. Bzzzzt.

"What the fuck?"

Axl grinned. Bzzzzt. "I want to put this up your ass."

"What?"

"Heh." Bzzzzt.

"Get that away from me." I rolled toward the edge of the bed.

"No, seriously. I want to put this up your ass."

I paused my escape.

Axl crawled toward me. He slid his free hand under my t-shirt. He nuzzled his face into my hair, right up against my ear. "I want to put this up your ass and suck your cock," he whispered. "Then I want to pull it out and fuck you through the mattress. Just nail you until you can't see straight." His fingers rolled my nipple. "You know you want to. You know you'd wind up shooting the biggest fucking load all over me."

Axl always knew the right words to say. I moved his hand to my crotch. He licked my ear.

After a few minutes of fumbling, we were finally naked and rolling around all over each other. Axl had stuffed the vibrator under the pillow so he could have both hands free, but now he pulled away from me and got it back out. He dangled his arm over the edge of my bed and fished in the secret compartment of my bag for my condom and lube stash.

"Alright, let's go." Axl rolled a condom over the vibrator and placed it on my stomach. "Spread 'em." His lubed fingers prodded my asshole, and I squirmed down onto them. He arched his eyebrow. "You're such a slut, you know that?"

"Put it in me."

Axl pushed the tapered end of the vibrator in and switched it on. I gasped. Axl stopped pushing on the vibrator and looked up at me. Then he lifted my cock off of my stomach with his free hand. Started licking it all over. He wiggled the vibrator a little. Took my cockhead in his mouth. Did that thing with his tongue that I loved so much, drawing figure-eights. I couldn't stand it. My hips bucked. Axl pulled away.

"That didn't take long, did it?" Axl grinned. "You are such a slut."

"Shut up." I grinned back at him.

Axl laughed. He rolled a condom down over his cock and pulled the vibrator out of my ass. Another generous squirt of lube, and he was ready. I repositioned my legs the way Axl liked them, and he grabbed my ankles. He loved to stretch me and practically bend me in half when we fucked. He liked having to wrestle me down, liked all that tension against him.

He pushed into me smoothly, right up to the hilt.

"Fuck." After the vibrator, his cock felt so solid and hot inside me. "As hard as you can, Babe." Axl's fingers dug into my ankles with each thrust. I was going to have bruises. My sneakers were going rub against them tomorrow. I squeezed my eyes shut. My pants would be tight all day, being reminded... maybe Axl would suck me off in the shower... "oh!"

Axl sped up. I was so close. I reached for my cock. Then suddenly his hand was on it and pumping.

My body went rigid, shaking, pleasure exploding everywhere like shaken Champagne. I felt him smearing my semen all over my chest, then pulling out, then sliding his arm across my waist.

I knew I'd never be able to complain about his packrat collection of stolen shit ever again.

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