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Handcuffs and Blindfolds
Nikki wakes up in an unfamiliar place in a seemingly bad situation. But what if it's not really as bad as it seems? It might just be a dream come true.
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It was dark. The curtains had been drawn and not a single ray of light kissed the desolate floor of the quiet room. A fan spun round and round not doing much but churning the humid air. The sound of soft, even breathing dominated all other noises in the small room. Nikki lay there on the bed wearing nothing but boxer shorts, the humidity making his dark hair stick to his face. He seemed to be in a peaceful slumber, but in reality, his demons wreaked havoc on his mind while he lay there paralyzed with sleep. After some time he stirred slightly from his comatose state and let out a deep yawn. He lay there awhile with his eyes closed thinking. A dull ache ran through his body and he didn't feel like moving. So there he lay, trying to figure out what had happened the previous night.
He and the guys had flown out to in New York City for a gig. Nikki recalled the concert being amazing. They were really firing on all cylinders, just like when they first started out as a band. He let out a small laugh and pressed his brain to reveal the rest of that night. He remembered going out to some dingy little bar after the show and getting totally smashed. His second bottle of Jack that night is where his memory cut off. Nikki was now confused and almost scared. He had no recollections of getting back to the hotel, let alone getting into bed. Another thing that was freaking him out was that the room wasn't his. He hadn't even opened his eyes yet, but he could tell from the smell that he didn't belong here. The room smelled of cigarettes, alcohol, and gardenias. Nikki NEVER had flowers around, especially not while on tour. A million questions ran through his head at once. Where am I? How'd I get here? Am I alone? Why am I here? Could this actually be my room?
He attempted to scratch his head in confusion but he was restrained. He hadn't noticed before, but he had been cuffed to the bed this entire time. His hands were above his head and he was starting to panic. The cold metal pressed against his pale wrists as he tried to get free. In the midst of his struggle he also noticed that there was a cloth (a bandana maybe) that was wrapped around his head. It acted as a makeshift blindfold and it was scaring the shit out of Nikki. He couldn't tell where he was or remember how he'd gotten there. For all he knew he could be in a crazed fan's house all tied up! His first thought of the perpetrators intention was rape... Or even murder. Nikki gasped at his own thoughts and started to fight harder against the restraints.
His movements stopped when he felt the mattress sink on one side. Someone had just sat down on the bed and he was absolutely terrified to find out who it was. Nikki, being the kind of person he is, decided to cover up his dismay with rage. "Who the fuck are you?!" he shouted at the stranger. Nikki could barely hear the response. The person answered in a voice that was just above a whisper, "Guess." Nikki finally put two and two together and figured it out. He knew he'd recognized the scent of the room and there was no mistaking that voice. "Tommy?" he choked out incredulously. Before he could ask another question the drummer's soft lips pressed against his. At first he fought it, but eventually he gave in and parted his lips, moaning into Tommy's mouth. Nikki tasted Jack Daniels and nicotine on the other man's tongue and it made him hungry for more. Tommy, who was leaned over Nikki, ended the kiss far too soon leaving the bassist to squirm on the bed. Nikki wanted to taste him more, his bruised lips burned for the feel of Tommy's mouth.
Nikki panted while Tommy just stood there and watched him writhe on the bed. "Why'd you stop?!" Nikki groaned. The drummer let out a small giggle and laid down next to him. "Why? Did ya like it?" he teased, making Nikki blush a deep a red. The bassist bit his lip in embarrassment. What if Tommy was just joking around with him? What if this didn't mean anything? What if that's as far as it was going to go? A tear slid down Nikki's cheek and he let out a small sob. He wished he were blind so he'd never have to face Tommy again. So he'd never have to face the man who he had fallen for over the years. So he'd never have to see the disgusted look on the drummer's perfect face when he realized how much Nikki loved him.
Tommy quickly rested his head next to Nikki's and gently thumbed the tear away. He kissed his cheek, "What's wrong Nik? Was I wrong about your feelings? Cuz I can stop if you want..." the drummer's tone was hushed and apologetic. Nikki shook his head vigorously, "N-No... I just... I thought... This couldn't be happening for real..." he stammered. "How do I know I'm not dreaming?" he asked, contemplating the question himself. "If you were dreaming could you feel this?" Tommy asked seductively as he climbed onto Nikki and began to grind into him as he kissed his neck. The bassist moaned and arched up off the bed, he wrists beginning to ache from the cuffs.
"Tommy!" he groaned in pleasure and pain as he ached to touch him. "Yes love?" the drummer asked seductively. "Take the fuckin' cuffs off!" Nikki pleaded, tears coming back into his eyes. He hated feeling so helpless and vulnerable. Tommy brought his lips to Nikki's ear and gently whispered, "Only after I'm sure this is what you want. I can't let you go just yet." Nikki could practically hear the smile in the younger man's voice. "What I WANT is to touch you!" the bassist practically yelled, getting impatient. He needed to feel Tommy. He needed to run his fingers over every inch of his overheated skin. He needed to get out of those cuffs. "Could you at least let me see you?" Nikki whimpered, another tear spilling over and running down his pale cheek. The drummer straddled him and kissed him passionately as he removed the blindfold. When Tommy parted their lips he leaned back and stared into the bassist's pale green eyes. Nikki stared back and took in the sight of the man that he had loved so long. His mouth hung open and he blushed. "You are the most beautiful person I have every seen in my entire life Tommy..." he mumbled as he committed the man before him to memory. Sure he knew what Tommy looked like regularly, but this was very different. Nikki had never seen those swollen, red lips or those sex-darkened eyes before. After a minute of panting and staring, Tommy removed his shirt and tossed it onto the floor. Nikki pushed his head back into the pillow and groaned. His hands were literally itching to touch and his tongue burned with want. He wanted to taste every inch of the drummer's body.
"So what do you wanna do Sixx? This is all up to you." Tommy said with a voice that was went straight to the bassist's cock. He shivered when he felt it twitching in pleasure against his boxers. "Lean d-down..." he said shakily. Tommy smiled and brought his head down so that Nikki could whisper in his ear. "Fuck me." he said clenching his teeth. Nikki had waited so long to say those words. "I want you to pound into me until I'm fucking blind." he smiled when he heard Tommy's breath hitch. The bassist smirked and stretched his neck so he could reach Tommy's throat. He bit the drummer playfully and giggled when a moan escaped his lips. Tommy quickly got up off the bed and took off the jeans that he'd been wearing. Now they were both in their boxers and they were both extremely hard.
Tommy climbed back onto the bed and situated himself right between Nikki's legs. He slid off the bassist's boxers and let out a playful growl when he saw how aroused his lover was. He grabbed the base of Nikki's cock and began to stroke him while his tongue was busy elsewhere. He brushed his tongue over Nikki's balls and smiled when he heard a high pitched moan rip from the bassist's throat. All of the sudden he stopped and got up to get something. Nikki watched, his eyebrows furrowing in confusion. When the drummer returned he had a huge grin on his face and a bottle of lube in his hand. He resumed his position and slicked some lube over his index finger. He brought his mouth to Nikki's cock and began to bob his head. With his mouth working the head and his free hand working the base, Tommy moved his other hand to the bassist's ass. He traced small circles around the hole and giggled when he heard Nikki's breath shorten even more.
"T-Tommy... I-I'm not sure if I'm r-ready for this..." the bassist stammered. Tommy quickly brought his face up to Nikki's and caressed his cheek, "Shhh Nik, relax. I won't do anything to hurt you." he said, brushing Nikki's tears away. The bassist inhaled shakily and tried to explain, "I really do want this Tommy... I'm just... Scared...." Nikki's voice was practically a whisper. Tommy planted a soft kiss on the smaller man's lips and said, "It'll be okay. I promise." Nikki bit his lip, fighting back the rest of the tears and nodded. Tommy brought his lips back to the bassist's cock and began adorning it with wet, sultry kisses. Nikki moaned and pulled at the cuffs some more. The drummer began gently poking and prodding his lover's hole. He let one finger slide in and smiled when he didn't feel Nikki clench around his finger. This was all so much easier than Tommy had planned and he just had to ask, "Have you ever done anything like this?" Nikki blushed and looked away, "I.. I've done it to myself... a few times..." he mumbled, avoiding Tommy's intense stare. The drummer giggled a little and began sucking him off again. Nikki moaned as pushed back on Tommy's hand, "Mmm fuck me already!" He was getting close and he wanted to feel Tommy inside of him before he was spent.
Tommy got up and slipped his own boxers off, revealing his massive cock. The bassist's mouth hung open as his lover climbed back onto the bed. The drummer sat between Nikki's legs and leaned over to brush their lips together. Tommy sucked the smaller man's bottom lip into his mouth and nibbled it affectionately as he slicked some lube over his cock. Nikki lifted his legs and crossed them behind Tommy's back, pulling him in closer. When the kiss broke Nikki pleaded with the drummer, "Can you please take the cuffs off? I need to hold onto you Tommy. I need to feel you." Tommy inhaled shakily and gave the bassist a nervous look, "You won't leave will you?" his voice broke mid sentence and Nikki could tell that Tommy was absolutely serious about this. "I'll never leave you Tommy..." the older man said wholeheartedly and gave his lover a sweet smile. The drummer quickly climbed off the bed and grabbed the key off of the night stand. He came back and kneeled between the bassist's legs while he fumbled with the cuffs. The second Nikki felt them slide off his sore wrists he tangled his fingers in the drummers hair and pulled him down for a kiss. This kiss wasn't like the others; it was brutal and desperate. Teeth scraped together and tongues collided in a way that was too sex driven to be sweet; it was flat out hot.
In the midst of the kiss Tommy lined himself up with Nikki's hole. The kiss broke and the drummer moved his lips to whisper into his lover's ear, "You ready?" he asked in a voice so low it made Nikki shiver. The bassist nodded his head and grabbed onto Tommy's shoulders. Nikki let out a long drawn out moan that echoed against the walls of the small room as his lover pushed into him, slow and hot. Tommy sighed in ecstasy when he could feel himself completely buried in Nikki. The drummer opened his eyes to watch his lover as he thrusted into him, "Fuck you're gorgeous..." he mumbled, sweat dripping from his forehead onto the bassist's chest. Tommy bent over and teased Nikki's nipples with his tongue. The smaller man arched up off the bed and cried out in pleasure, "Mmm T-Tommy!" he could feel his orgasm building inside of him. Tommy hadn't even touched him yet and he was already close. The drummer bent down further and began to nip and kiss at the sensitive skin on Nikki's neck. The friction between them and a bite to the collarbone sent Nikki over the edge. He came hot and sticky on both of their stomachs. The bassist laid there in rapture, moaning his lover's name repeatedly as the drummer continued to thrust into him causing aftershocks of pleasure. Tommy felt Nikki clench around him and screaming Nikki's name, the drummer filled his lover.
They laid there panting in a sex induced stupor trying to catch their breath for a while. They smiled at each other and kissed passionately as Tommy pulled out and laid down next to Nikki. "I love you." the drummer said, pulling the bassist into an affectionate and loving embrace. "I love you too." Nikki mumbled as he nuzzled his lover's neck. The drummer kissed his head and giggled, "You're pretty tied up." The bassist sighed and said, "Next time we do this, you'll be the one wearing the cuffs." They laughed softly and Tommy smiled at that thought that there would be a next time.
He and the guys had flown out to in New York City for a gig. Nikki recalled the concert being amazing. They were really firing on all cylinders, just like when they first started out as a band. He let out a small laugh and pressed his brain to reveal the rest of that night. He remembered going out to some dingy little bar after the show and getting totally smashed. His second bottle of Jack that night is where his memory cut off. Nikki was now confused and almost scared. He had no recollections of getting back to the hotel, let alone getting into bed. Another thing that was freaking him out was that the room wasn't his. He hadn't even opened his eyes yet, but he could tell from the smell that he didn't belong here. The room smelled of cigarettes, alcohol, and gardenias. Nikki NEVER had flowers around, especially not while on tour. A million questions ran through his head at once. Where am I? How'd I get here? Am I alone? Why am I here? Could this actually be my room?
He attempted to scratch his head in confusion but he was restrained. He hadn't noticed before, but he had been cuffed to the bed this entire time. His hands were above his head and he was starting to panic. The cold metal pressed against his pale wrists as he tried to get free. In the midst of his struggle he also noticed that there was a cloth (a bandana maybe) that was wrapped around his head. It acted as a makeshift blindfold and it was scaring the shit out of Nikki. He couldn't tell where he was or remember how he'd gotten there. For all he knew he could be in a crazed fan's house all tied up! His first thought of the perpetrators intention was rape... Or even murder. Nikki gasped at his own thoughts and started to fight harder against the restraints.
His movements stopped when he felt the mattress sink on one side. Someone had just sat down on the bed and he was absolutely terrified to find out who it was. Nikki, being the kind of person he is, decided to cover up his dismay with rage. "Who the fuck are you?!" he shouted at the stranger. Nikki could barely hear the response. The person answered in a voice that was just above a whisper, "Guess." Nikki finally put two and two together and figured it out. He knew he'd recognized the scent of the room and there was no mistaking that voice. "Tommy?" he choked out incredulously. Before he could ask another question the drummer's soft lips pressed against his. At first he fought it, but eventually he gave in and parted his lips, moaning into Tommy's mouth. Nikki tasted Jack Daniels and nicotine on the other man's tongue and it made him hungry for more. Tommy, who was leaned over Nikki, ended the kiss far too soon leaving the bassist to squirm on the bed. Nikki wanted to taste him more, his bruised lips burned for the feel of Tommy's mouth.
Nikki panted while Tommy just stood there and watched him writhe on the bed. "Why'd you stop?!" Nikki groaned. The drummer let out a small giggle and laid down next to him. "Why? Did ya like it?" he teased, making Nikki blush a deep a red. The bassist bit his lip in embarrassment. What if Tommy was just joking around with him? What if this didn't mean anything? What if that's as far as it was going to go? A tear slid down Nikki's cheek and he let out a small sob. He wished he were blind so he'd never have to face Tommy again. So he'd never have to face the man who he had fallen for over the years. So he'd never have to see the disgusted look on the drummer's perfect face when he realized how much Nikki loved him.
Tommy quickly rested his head next to Nikki's and gently thumbed the tear away. He kissed his cheek, "What's wrong Nik? Was I wrong about your feelings? Cuz I can stop if you want..." the drummer's tone was hushed and apologetic. Nikki shook his head vigorously, "N-No... I just... I thought... This couldn't be happening for real..." he stammered. "How do I know I'm not dreaming?" he asked, contemplating the question himself. "If you were dreaming could you feel this?" Tommy asked seductively as he climbed onto Nikki and began to grind into him as he kissed his neck. The bassist moaned and arched up off the bed, he wrists beginning to ache from the cuffs.
"Tommy!" he groaned in pleasure and pain as he ached to touch him. "Yes love?" the drummer asked seductively. "Take the fuckin' cuffs off!" Nikki pleaded, tears coming back into his eyes. He hated feeling so helpless and vulnerable. Tommy brought his lips to Nikki's ear and gently whispered, "Only after I'm sure this is what you want. I can't let you go just yet." Nikki could practically hear the smile in the younger man's voice. "What I WANT is to touch you!" the bassist practically yelled, getting impatient. He needed to feel Tommy. He needed to run his fingers over every inch of his overheated skin. He needed to get out of those cuffs. "Could you at least let me see you?" Nikki whimpered, another tear spilling over and running down his pale cheek. The drummer straddled him and kissed him passionately as he removed the blindfold. When Tommy parted their lips he leaned back and stared into the bassist's pale green eyes. Nikki stared back and took in the sight of the man that he had loved so long. His mouth hung open and he blushed. "You are the most beautiful person I have every seen in my entire life Tommy..." he mumbled as he committed the man before him to memory. Sure he knew what Tommy looked like regularly, but this was very different. Nikki had never seen those swollen, red lips or those sex-darkened eyes before. After a minute of panting and staring, Tommy removed his shirt and tossed it onto the floor. Nikki pushed his head back into the pillow and groaned. His hands were literally itching to touch and his tongue burned with want. He wanted to taste every inch of the drummer's body.
"So what do you wanna do Sixx? This is all up to you." Tommy said with a voice that was went straight to the bassist's cock. He shivered when he felt it twitching in pleasure against his boxers. "Lean d-down..." he said shakily. Tommy smiled and brought his head down so that Nikki could whisper in his ear. "Fuck me." he said clenching his teeth. Nikki had waited so long to say those words. "I want you to pound into me until I'm fucking blind." he smiled when he heard Tommy's breath hitch. The bassist smirked and stretched his neck so he could reach Tommy's throat. He bit the drummer playfully and giggled when a moan escaped his lips. Tommy quickly got up off the bed and took off the jeans that he'd been wearing. Now they were both in their boxers and they were both extremely hard.
Tommy climbed back onto the bed and situated himself right between Nikki's legs. He slid off the bassist's boxers and let out a playful growl when he saw how aroused his lover was. He grabbed the base of Nikki's cock and began to stroke him while his tongue was busy elsewhere. He brushed his tongue over Nikki's balls and smiled when he heard a high pitched moan rip from the bassist's throat. All of the sudden he stopped and got up to get something. Nikki watched, his eyebrows furrowing in confusion. When the drummer returned he had a huge grin on his face and a bottle of lube in his hand. He resumed his position and slicked some lube over his index finger. He brought his mouth to Nikki's cock and began to bob his head. With his mouth working the head and his free hand working the base, Tommy moved his other hand to the bassist's ass. He traced small circles around the hole and giggled when he heard Nikki's breath shorten even more.
"T-Tommy... I-I'm not sure if I'm r-ready for this..." the bassist stammered. Tommy quickly brought his face up to Nikki's and caressed his cheek, "Shhh Nik, relax. I won't do anything to hurt you." he said, brushing Nikki's tears away. The bassist inhaled shakily and tried to explain, "I really do want this Tommy... I'm just... Scared...." Nikki's voice was practically a whisper. Tommy planted a soft kiss on the smaller man's lips and said, "It'll be okay. I promise." Nikki bit his lip, fighting back the rest of the tears and nodded. Tommy brought his lips back to the bassist's cock and began adorning it with wet, sultry kisses. Nikki moaned and pulled at the cuffs some more. The drummer began gently poking and prodding his lover's hole. He let one finger slide in and smiled when he didn't feel Nikki clench around his finger. This was all so much easier than Tommy had planned and he just had to ask, "Have you ever done anything like this?" Nikki blushed and looked away, "I.. I've done it to myself... a few times..." he mumbled, avoiding Tommy's intense stare. The drummer giggled a little and began sucking him off again. Nikki moaned as pushed back on Tommy's hand, "Mmm fuck me already!" He was getting close and he wanted to feel Tommy inside of him before he was spent.
Tommy got up and slipped his own boxers off, revealing his massive cock. The bassist's mouth hung open as his lover climbed back onto the bed. The drummer sat between Nikki's legs and leaned over to brush their lips together. Tommy sucked the smaller man's bottom lip into his mouth and nibbled it affectionately as he slicked some lube over his cock. Nikki lifted his legs and crossed them behind Tommy's back, pulling him in closer. When the kiss broke Nikki pleaded with the drummer, "Can you please take the cuffs off? I need to hold onto you Tommy. I need to feel you." Tommy inhaled shakily and gave the bassist a nervous look, "You won't leave will you?" his voice broke mid sentence and Nikki could tell that Tommy was absolutely serious about this. "I'll never leave you Tommy..." the older man said wholeheartedly and gave his lover a sweet smile. The drummer quickly climbed off the bed and grabbed the key off of the night stand. He came back and kneeled between the bassist's legs while he fumbled with the cuffs. The second Nikki felt them slide off his sore wrists he tangled his fingers in the drummers hair and pulled him down for a kiss. This kiss wasn't like the others; it was brutal and desperate. Teeth scraped together and tongues collided in a way that was too sex driven to be sweet; it was flat out hot.
In the midst of the kiss Tommy lined himself up with Nikki's hole. The kiss broke and the drummer moved his lips to whisper into his lover's ear, "You ready?" he asked in a voice so low it made Nikki shiver. The bassist nodded his head and grabbed onto Tommy's shoulders. Nikki let out a long drawn out moan that echoed against the walls of the small room as his lover pushed into him, slow and hot. Tommy sighed in ecstasy when he could feel himself completely buried in Nikki. The drummer opened his eyes to watch his lover as he thrusted into him, "Fuck you're gorgeous..." he mumbled, sweat dripping from his forehead onto the bassist's chest. Tommy bent over and teased Nikki's nipples with his tongue. The smaller man arched up off the bed and cried out in pleasure, "Mmm T-Tommy!" he could feel his orgasm building inside of him. Tommy hadn't even touched him yet and he was already close. The drummer bent down further and began to nip and kiss at the sensitive skin on Nikki's neck. The friction between them and a bite to the collarbone sent Nikki over the edge. He came hot and sticky on both of their stomachs. The bassist laid there in rapture, moaning his lover's name repeatedly as the drummer continued to thrust into him causing aftershocks of pleasure. Tommy felt Nikki clench around him and screaming Nikki's name, the drummer filled his lover.
They laid there panting in a sex induced stupor trying to catch their breath for a while. They smiled at each other and kissed passionately as Tommy pulled out and laid down next to Nikki. "I love you." the drummer said, pulling the bassist into an affectionate and loving embrace. "I love you too." Nikki mumbled as he nuzzled his lover's neck. The drummer kissed his head and giggled, "You're pretty tied up." The bassist sighed and said, "Next time we do this, you'll be the one wearing the cuffs." They laughed softly and Tommy smiled at that thought that there would be a next time.
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