�Where the hell�� Slash mumbled as he dug precariously through one of his bags.
�Lose something?� Came a voice from behind him. Exasperated he pushed his wild black curls from his face and whirled around to lay eyes upon the owner of the voice. He put both hands on his hips and eyed his friend.
�Axl,� He said the name carefully knowing very well the sly grin upon the red heads lips meant he was up to no good, �what have you done?� The guitarist finished cocking his head and watching Axl�s careless movements. He assumed the singer was drunk as he eyed the half empty bottle of JD in his left hand.
�Nooothing at all.� He replied giving his dangerously sexy smile. Slash knew he was lying, and he had an idea that Axl may know the whereabouts of his missing car keys. He watched Axl�s green eyes travel down his own body. Axl moaned taking in his best friends appearance as if it were the first time he�d ever seen him. It was a weird feeling, having his best friend stare at him like he was a piece of meat, but not a bad kind of weird. Axl�s eyes feasted themselves upon the mass of wild beautiful curls that framed Slash�s perfectly mastered face, sometimes falling down into his eyes and adding a certain mystery to the mix. His eyes, god his dark eyes drove Axl crazy. He was convinced if he stared into them long enough, he�d lose himself. Slash�s lips looked so soft, so inviting, but Axl knew he was off limits. Slash was known for his many romps with the air headed chicks with just as much silicon in their boobs as was apparent in their brains. Even when he wasn�t drunk off his ass he couldn�t help but admire Slash in another way, other than a friendly one that is. He�d always admired his talent, but now he admired everything about him. That body drove him wild. Those shoulders covered by nothing but an open leather vest matching the skin tight leather pants.
�Axl? Are you okay man?� Slash asked moving in closer. Axl hadn�t heard a word he�d been saying.
�Huh? OH yeah� I�m fine.� He snapped out of his daze only to be caught off guard by the sudden closeness. Truth be told, he wasn�t drunk. He�d only had half the one bottle of JD, but thankfully Slash thought he was. This was the perfect front to make his move. At least then he�d have an excuse if Slash pushed him away.
�Man you must really be smashed.� The dark haired man playfully shoved Axl�s shoulder. �Now tell me where you hid my keys.� Slash smiled down at the smaller man. Axl laughed and rubbed his own temples.
�You think I did something with your keys? Me? Never!� The red head feigned shock, bringing his hand to his bare chest and playing his offended role.
�You�re such a fucking horrible liar. Now come on Axl.� Slash couldn�t help but laugh at the little spectacle Axl could be sometimes. He was fun no matter if he was drunk or sober. He loved being around him. He was energetic, fun loving, and he had looks to kill. Slash had always had a crush on Axl, but he assumed the young heart throb to be one hundred percent strait. How could he not be? He was too perfect to be wasted on a man, especially a man like himself. What did he have to offer a demigod?
�Where was the last place you had em?� The red head asked moving in closer to his friend, locking their eyes.
�I cant remember.� He replied softly as Axl closed the gap between them. Slash shivered feeling the warm breath radiating against his neck.
�Maybe I can help you find em.� Both their hearts were beating way beyond normal levels as Axl murmured those final words. His soft lips pressed lightly against the skin just below Slash�s ear. The guitarist moaned and threw his head back, bringing his hands to rest on the back of Axl�s shoulders. He drew in a sharp breath as he felt a wandering hand sneak between their bodies, slowly snaking into his front pocket. Axl continued to plant kisses down the dark haired mans neck and then back up to his ear.
�They�re not in there either.� He whispered removing his hand from Slash�s pocket. He couldn�t believe Slash didn�t punch him out. His fantasy was coming true. Little did he know Slash was thinking the exact same thing. Axl brought both hands up to run his fingers through those amazing curls. He moaned taking in the scent. It was unique, and exclusively Slash. He stayed that way for several minutes just reveling in the feeling of his bare chest against Slash�s partially nude chest, reveling in the feeling of the guitarists hands caressing his back and momentarily stopping to play with his red hair. Slash had to make a move of his own, something to let Axl know he was ready to do anything. He brought a hand between them and tilted the red heads chin up once again locking their eyes. He moved both hands up to Axl�s cheeks. His thumb brushed against his cheek bone as the index finger of his other hand traced his dominant jaw line.
�You�re beautiful Axl.� He whispered. Axl�s heart was caught in his throat. He couldn�t say anything. He wanted to scream to the world that he loved Slash with all his heart, but that just wasn�t practical. Axl�s own hands found a place on Slash�s face caressing his full bottom lip. Their moment lasted for what seemed like an eternity before the sexual tension in the room became hazardous.
�God I want you.� Whispered Axl bringing his hands back into those wild black curls he loved so much. Slash grinned and slid his hands down the smaller mans chest and stomach before resting on his hips. He pulled him in even closer pressing Axl�s hardening groin into his own thigh.
�Ummm, Slash.� Moaned the smaller man throwing his head back exposing his throat. Slash took the initiative and pressed his lips against the sensative flesh. He licked a trail from Axl�s throat to his lips, tracing them with his tongue. Axl moaned as Slash brought his finger to his chin, bringing them back eye to eye. Finally they both got what they�d been dreaming of. Slash�s hands firmly pressed Axl�s hips against his own hardening groin as he brought their lips together. Axl�s fingers gripped the larger man�s hair, almost pulling it as their tongues had a battle for control. Axl knew he couldn�t control Slash, he wasn�t sure he wanted to. He allowed his friends tongue entry into his mouth. Slash licked Axl�s teeth before allowing Axl entry into his own inviting mouth. The kiss was so hot, so passionate, but not sloppy. Axl was the one to break the kiss after almost a minute of hot tongue action. He sucked the guitarists bottom lip into his mouth, nibbling at it before turning it loose. Axl�s hands moved to the exposed part of Slash�s chest, then moving underneath the leather vest to slip it off. It fell on the floor just behind Slash as he shoved Axl in the direction of a bedroom. It didn�t matter whose, as long as there was a bed.
�Kiss me again.� Axl whispered. His demand was quickly met. He�d barely uttered the words before Slash�s mouth was over his. Slash�s hands were on his shoulders directing him backwards to the bedroom. Axl moved a hand down to the small of Slash�s back digging his nails into his warm flesh.
�God you�re so fucking hot.� Came Axl�s breathy voice, his lips moving against Slash�s.
�Look who�s talkin.� He replied pinning the red head against the closed bedroom door, a hand planted on the wooden surface behind Axl on each side of his head. Slash�s lips quickly attached themselves to Axl�s neck once again, now sucking at the tender flesh.
�Fuck, Slash.� He moaned rubbing his hands over the dark haired man�s nipples.
�I plan on it.� Came his muffled reply from Axl�s neck. He almost couldn�t believe this was happening. He�d wanted Axl since day one, they�d gone through everything together and all it took was losing his keys. It seemed so unreal. Everything about the writhing man beneath him made him lose control. Those jeans for one thing, skin tight, and perfect for one with a good imagination. His chest was so smooth. He wasn�t muscular, but he was perfect. His skin was so pale, smooth, flawless. There was no one word to describe Axl� other than perfect. Slash absent mindedly traced his finger down the thin line of red hair until it disappeared beneath the waist band of those amazingly tight jeans.
�Fuck.� Axl closed his eyes as Slash continued to suck on his neck. He continued doing so until the capillaries broke and rose to the surface of his skin. He�d marked Axl, but neither of them cared. The red head took one of Slash�s nipples between his fingers and pinched it. Slash breathed in through clenched teeth resting his chin on the other mans shoulder.
�Like that?� Axl teased grinning down innocently. Slash growled and shoved the door behind Axl open. They stumbled into the dimness of the bedroom. Axl grinned and took Slash�s hand laying back on the unmade bed, bringing Slash to his knees beside him.
�Dude, this is Duff�s bed.� Slash grinned positioning himself so that a knee was planted on the bed to each side of Axl�s knees. He ran his hands up those long legs pressing harder on his thighs.
�Mmmm who gives a fuck.� Axl closed his eyes digging his bony fingers into the sheets beneath him.
�What�ll we do if he comes back?� Slash asked, not really caring whether Duff came in or not. He scooted up so that Axl�s growing hard on was positioned just beneath his ass, grinding into him.
�Then he can join us or leave--- holy fuck� Slash!� Axl shouted as the larger man ground his ass against his groin yet again. Slash grinned devilishly before leaning down to kiss Axl�s belly button. The red head brought his fingers to Slash�s hair, then down to massage his shoulders.
�You taste so good.� Slash whispered, his hot breath electrifying Axl�s damp skin. Axl moaned, closing his eyes silently thanking whatever force brought this on. He felt the warmth of Slash�s body leave him, but only momentarily. He opened his eyes just as the dark haired man re-positioned himself so that he was laying full on Axl�s body, propped up by both hands. They were face to face. Slash�s wild hair fell down his shoulders, perfectly framing his face. Axl smiled before wrapping his arms around his friends neck, pulling him down to bring their lips together. Their kiss was sweet and short. Axl�s hands ran down the smooth skin of Slash�s back. Their lips pressed together again for another tender kiss before Slash drew back slightly. He wanted to say something that had been eating away at him for years, but he couldn�t. He was too scared.
�Just so you know� I�m not drunk.� Axl grinned, knowing there was something on the other mans mind.
Slash chuckled, �I know.� Axl eyed him questioningly. �There was only one bottle of JD left, and you�d only drank half of it.� Axl�s grin instantly matched the devious one playing across Slash�s lips. Suddenly the red heads eyes filled with fire, lust, and love at the same time. Before Slash could process his next thought he felt Axl�s legs wrap around his body prior to rolling him over, pinning Slash beneath the singers smaller body. Axl quickly pressed his lips to Slash�s, pinning the guitarists hands on the bed by holding his wrists. Axl had all he could take. He wanted Slash, and he wanted him his way. Slash moaned and let the red head dominate him. He found it an extreme turn on.
�You�re so fucking hot Slash.� Axl whispered kissing down the dark haired man�s throat all the while grinding their hard groins together. Slash drew in a sharp breath through clenched teeth when he felt his lovers warm mouth close over his left nipple. Axl took the hard bud between his teeth and sucked it hard, running his tongue over it before moving over to give equal attention to the other side. Axl finally released Slash�s wrists sliding down his body laying a trail of kisses to his belly button. His tongue snaked inside while his hands massaged Slash�s leather clad thighs.
�Fuck, Axl.� Slash moaned digging his nails into the red heads shoulders. Axl smiled before sliding even lower so that his face was even with the enormous bulge in Slash�s leather pants. He squirmed beneath Axl�s hot breath against him. Axl grinned before biting at the bulge, his hands still working their magic.
�Holy Fuck!!!� Slash shouted squirming even more. Axl took this as his hint to continue. He unbuttoned and unlaced the front of Slash�s pants, Slash lifting his hips and kicking off his shoes so that Axl could continue to undress him. Axl ran his hands up the length of Slash�s long legs stopping to hook his thumbs in the waist band of Slash�s black briefs. They were quickly discarded to the floor along with the growing pile of clothing. Slash gasped as the cool air wrapped around his hot erection. Axl loved what he saw. Slash was very well endowed. His cock was dripping with pre cum, anxiously waiting to be relieved.
�Hot damn Slash.� Axl smiled before wrapping his hand around the shaft. Slash moaned deeply trying not to lose control too quickly. Axl licked the head taking his first taste of Slash�s salty seed.
�Dammit Axl.� Came Slash�s raspy voice. Axl was done teasing, he was done playing around. His own cock was aching inside his tight jeans. He wanted to make Slash happy, and he wanted release. But first� he had to do one last thing. He closed his mouth around the head swirling his tongue around his slit. Slash�s moans only urged him to continue. The singer proceeded to bury his lovers cock in his mouth until it touched the back of his throat.
�Jesus fucking Christ!!� Slash shouted leaving claw marks in the sheets. He�d never felt this much pleasure in his entire life. No groupie, no girlfriend, no one had blown him like that. He�d also never had these feelings for anyone else. He wasn�t sure what the feeling was, but he liked it. Axl moved up so only the head still remained in his mouth before he began to suck it. Slash�s hand rested on the back of his lovers head as it bobbed up and down. Slash felt the familiar burning inside of him begin to ignite.
�Fuck, Axl,� He paused, swallowing hard, �I�m cumming.� Axl�s own cock was begging for attention, and he simply couldn�t ignore it. Slash whimpered when he felt the warmth leave him. Axl quickly moved up to kiss Slash�s soft pouty lips.
�Don�t worry, I�m not done yet.� He whispered planting another quick kiss on him before standing up to kick off his shoes. He reached for the button on his torn jeans, but a strong hand grabbed his wrist halting him. Slash had gotten to his knees on the edge of the bed.
�Allow me.� Slash grinned kissing Axl�s chest before taking control once again. He undid the button and pulled the zipper down. He shoved them down over Axl�s slender hips. The red head kicked them off again contributing to the pile of clothing on the floor.
�Mmmm how appropriate.� Slash�s eyes glowed when Axl�s cock sprang free from the jeans. He�d apparently decided to exclude his underwear from his wardrobe today. His hands rested on Axl�s hips as his tongue lapped at his dripping head. Slash blew him like a pro. Axl couldn�t help but wonder if he�d done this before. His knees almost gave out on him when he felt his cock at the back of Slash�s throat and the guitarist humming around it.
�Good fucking God! Slash!� Axl practically screamed as he tangled his fingers into those black curls as he�d done at least five times already. Slash felt Axl�s body tense, knowing both of them were close. He pulled back, and the second he did Axl had him pinned against the mattress, their lips locked, their hands caressing any patch of skin they could find. Slash wrapped his legs around Axl�s waist grinding their hard cocks together.
�Fuck me Slash, please.� Axl whispered breathing heavily. In the midst of the heated encounter, Slash caught a certain calm in the red heads eyes. He brought his hand up to touch the soft flushed skin on the young mans face. He wanted to be sure, he needed to know this was definitely what Axl wanted. He�d die if he ever did anything to make him uncomfortable.
�You sure?�
�One hundred percent.� Axl replied, sincerity evident in his soft voice as he gently kissed Slash�s lips. Slash smiled before directing Axl up onto his knees. Axl was a bit confused as to why Slash knew exactly what he was doing. He knew he could have fun with this.
�Slash?� He said peering over his own shoulder at the guitarist kneeling behind him.
�Hmm?� Came his raspy replied as he used his own precum to lubricate his cock.
�How do you know so much about this?� Axl grinned as an exasperated look crossed Slash�s face. No matter how angry Slash wanted to look, Axl�s innocent expression made him smile.
�Just shut up and relax.� Slash ran his hand down Axl�s smooth back until he reached his ass. Axl moaned and closed his eyes waiting for the pleasure he would soon experience. Slash pressed the head of his dripping cock to Axl�s tight virgin entrance. Axl breathed in sharply as his body was pleasurably invaded.
�You okay?� Slash whispered, his lips pressed against his lovers shoulder. Axl nodded quickly lacing his fingers with Slash�s and bringing them to his hips. It wasn�t long before Slash was buried completely inside of Axl. He gave the smaller man time to adjust to his size before venturing forward. His hands slid down Axl�s sweat drenched body to rest on his hips, bringing his lips to the red heads ear.
�Tell me if you want me to stop,� Slash kissed Axl�s neck reassuring him that this wasn�t some one night stand to him, �I�d die if I hurt you.� Axl turned his head so that he could see Slash�s face.
�You could never hurt me.� Their eyes lingered for a moment before Slash had to say what he�d been dying to say since day one.
�I love you Axl.� Those words uttered from that man made Axl�s life worth living again. He couldn�t help but smile.
�I love you too,� They both grinned, knowing the other one meant what they were saying, � now fuck me.� Axl finished squirming against his lover.
�You don�t know how glad I am you said that.� Slash snickered, a devious undertone in his voice. Axl knew he was in for it now. Slash pulled himself almost completely out of the hot tightness before slowly entering once again. He picked up the pace gradually until he was pounding into Axl.
�SLASH!!! JESUS CHRIST!!!� Axl shouted when Slash�s cock slammed into his prostate sending a surge of electricity through his body. His screams grew louder, his words made absolutely no sense, but it didn�t matter. Slash reached down and stroked Axl�s aching cock as he continued slamming into Axl�s sensitive spot.
�Fuck, Slash�,� Axl screamed, his body tensing and his ass clenching tighter around his cock.
�Goddammit!� Slash yelled, the sudden increase in tightness adding to his bliss.
�Fuck� I�m cumming!!� Axl yelled only seconds before his climax overtook him. His seed coated Slash�s hand, his own stomach, and some dripped onto Duff�s blanket. The scream that came from Axl�s mouth as his orgasm rocked him sent Slash spiraling over the edge as well. He came inside of his lover sucking on his shoulder to suppress his own cries of pleasure. Both of them stayed in that position for several minutes catching their breath. Slash pulled out of his lover allowing Axl to fall on his back, his head landing perfectly on the pillows. His glazed eyes watched tentatively as Slash licked the cum off his hand. The dark haired man wordlessly leaned over to clean Axl�s stomach with his tongue.
�You are amazing, you know that?� Axl said almost in awe at Slash�s beauty.
�You don�t have to say that.� Slash smiled modestly looking up into the red heads perfect face.
�I know, but I want to.� He smiled softly and held the covers open beside of him directing Slash to join him beneath them. Slash did as he was told and snuggled up beside of his lover.
�Come �ere.� Slash wrapped his arms around the smaller man pulling him closer so that Axl�s head rested up on his chest. He kissed the top of Axl�s head just before they drifted off to sleep. The nights sweet encounter dominated their dreams as they held one another, held their fantasies.
THE END.