Categories > Celebrities > Guns n' Roses > Mi Amor
Dj slowly opened his eyes to somewhat unfamiliar scenery and wondered where he was. He inhaled the fresh scent of the clean sheets and...something else. It was very familiar, and good. After taking a few moments to assess his location, he remembered where he was. He smiled to himself and turned over to see Axl standing in the doorway of the bedroom. Clothed only in his underwear, he lent against the door frame and grinned.
“What are you doing?” Dj asked. His eyes traced over his body, seeing the small red hairs illuminated by the light.
“Enjoying the view”, he replied, still grinning. Dj giggled and blushed a little.
Axl walked over to the bed and Dj turned completely over and sat up a bit. With memories of the previous night still fresh in his mind, he eagerly anticipated what the singer would do. Axl bent down and kissed him, guiding his face with his hand. He sat on top of the guitarist and wrapped his arms around him, never breaking their kiss. Dj relaxed fully in Axl's arms, while Axl's tongue explored his mouth. One of Dj's hands entangled itself in Axl's hair, the other drifted down his body to massage the growing bulge in his underwear. The older man moaned in delight and pulled Dj even closer.
Dj quickly got rid of Axl's underwear and pressed their cocks together, evoking loud groans from both. Dj wrapped his legs around his lover's hips and began aggressively grinding into him. Axl happily returned the action as the air filled with their moans and gasped curses. They switched positions, fighting for control. Axl slid a hand between them, grabbed both their cocks and started stroking roughly.
They groaned each others names as they came, sweaty and exhilarated. They lied apart, panting, until Axl spoke.
“Good morning”, he said with a laugh.
“Good morning!” Dj laughed back. He gave Axl a quick kiss.
“I love you.”
“I love you too, Dj.”
Dj smiled back at Axl and went to the bathroom to take a shower.
As he washed his hair, relishing the warmth of the water, Dj couldn't stop thinking about the man in the other room. He loved Axl so much, he loved being around him, he loved talking to him. He couldn't believe that Axl was actually...his. After all this time, it was like a dream. If it is, I hope I never wake up, Dj thought. However, another thought entered his head. Dorothy. His girlfriend. What the fuck am I supposed to do? He thought worriedly. He'd started dating her months ago, partly because he had given up on ever being with Axl. He still cared about her, but now with Axl in the picture, he wasn't sure about their relationship anymore.
“Hey babe, I'm gonna go get some coffee. You want anything?”, Axl said, snapping Dj out of his thoughts.
“Nah, I'm good”, Dj replied a bit absentmindedly. His thoughts returned to Axl and he decided he'd reevaluate his relationship with Dorothy later.
When he finally got out of the shower, towel around his waist, he found Axl sitting on the couch in the hotel room. He smiled and gazed over the guitarist, watching as the water trailed down his body.
“Hey sexy.”
Dj giggled in response, and was shortly met with Axl's hands on his hips and lips on his mouth. He quickly pulled off the singer's shirt and started on his jeans. His towel quickly fell off, as Axl's jeans fell to the floor. Dj slid his hands around to Axl's ass and pressed him closer. Axl's hands explored his lover while their kiss got hotter and more passionate. They broke for air and Axl grinned.
He licked a few of his fingers thoroughly before reaching down and pressing a finger into him. Dj groaned and moved his hips toward Axl. He went further and further, and stroked his cock with his other hand. He slipped another finger in, and another. Dj was almost screaming in pleasure and Axl had to kiss him to help quiet him down. Dj stroked his lover's cock roughly and bit his lip slightly. Axl smiled and pressed his fingers right into his prostate while simultaneously giving his cock a hard, finishing stroke. The guitarist gasped and came and breathed Axl's name. His weakened knees gave and he sank to the floor.
He looked up at Axl, still hard, completely naked and grinning down on him. Dj stared into his big, grey-flecked green eyes and gave him the sexiest look he could. He got on his knees and eagerly took his cock down his throat. He sucked and licked and gently squeezed his balls while the singer moaned and put his hand on the wall to balance. He still went crazy whenever Dj blew him, kissed him, or just touched him. It was still so new and exhilarating, with this pent up sexual tension that had been between them for so long. Axl could hardly focus his thoughts and instead decided to concentrate on what this beautiful man was doing to him.
Axl's moans got louder and more frequent, until he came groaning Dj's name. The younger man smiled as he swallowed and greedily licked off every last drop. Axl pulled him to his feet and kissed him tenderly, surprisingly so for what they'd just done.
“I love you.” Axl said it so sincerely it almost brought tears to Dj's eyes.
“I love you, too.” Dj reciprocated with a grin, elated. Axl returned the grin.
“Now go put some pants on, we have shit to do!” Axl said jokingly and they both laughed.
“What are you doing?” Dj asked. His eyes traced over his body, seeing the small red hairs illuminated by the light.
“Enjoying the view”, he replied, still grinning. Dj giggled and blushed a little.
Axl walked over to the bed and Dj turned completely over and sat up a bit. With memories of the previous night still fresh in his mind, he eagerly anticipated what the singer would do. Axl bent down and kissed him, guiding his face with his hand. He sat on top of the guitarist and wrapped his arms around him, never breaking their kiss. Dj relaxed fully in Axl's arms, while Axl's tongue explored his mouth. One of Dj's hands entangled itself in Axl's hair, the other drifted down his body to massage the growing bulge in his underwear. The older man moaned in delight and pulled Dj even closer.
Dj quickly got rid of Axl's underwear and pressed their cocks together, evoking loud groans from both. Dj wrapped his legs around his lover's hips and began aggressively grinding into him. Axl happily returned the action as the air filled with their moans and gasped curses. They switched positions, fighting for control. Axl slid a hand between them, grabbed both their cocks and started stroking roughly.
They groaned each others names as they came, sweaty and exhilarated. They lied apart, panting, until Axl spoke.
“Good morning”, he said with a laugh.
“Good morning!” Dj laughed back. He gave Axl a quick kiss.
“I love you.”
“I love you too, Dj.”
Dj smiled back at Axl and went to the bathroom to take a shower.
As he washed his hair, relishing the warmth of the water, Dj couldn't stop thinking about the man in the other room. He loved Axl so much, he loved being around him, he loved talking to him. He couldn't believe that Axl was actually...his. After all this time, it was like a dream. If it is, I hope I never wake up, Dj thought. However, another thought entered his head. Dorothy. His girlfriend. What the fuck am I supposed to do? He thought worriedly. He'd started dating her months ago, partly because he had given up on ever being with Axl. He still cared about her, but now with Axl in the picture, he wasn't sure about their relationship anymore.
“Hey babe, I'm gonna go get some coffee. You want anything?”, Axl said, snapping Dj out of his thoughts.
“Nah, I'm good”, Dj replied a bit absentmindedly. His thoughts returned to Axl and he decided he'd reevaluate his relationship with Dorothy later.
When he finally got out of the shower, towel around his waist, he found Axl sitting on the couch in the hotel room. He smiled and gazed over the guitarist, watching as the water trailed down his body.
“Hey sexy.”
Dj giggled in response, and was shortly met with Axl's hands on his hips and lips on his mouth. He quickly pulled off the singer's shirt and started on his jeans. His towel quickly fell off, as Axl's jeans fell to the floor. Dj slid his hands around to Axl's ass and pressed him closer. Axl's hands explored his lover while their kiss got hotter and more passionate. They broke for air and Axl grinned.
He licked a few of his fingers thoroughly before reaching down and pressing a finger into him. Dj groaned and moved his hips toward Axl. He went further and further, and stroked his cock with his other hand. He slipped another finger in, and another. Dj was almost screaming in pleasure and Axl had to kiss him to help quiet him down. Dj stroked his lover's cock roughly and bit his lip slightly. Axl smiled and pressed his fingers right into his prostate while simultaneously giving his cock a hard, finishing stroke. The guitarist gasped and came and breathed Axl's name. His weakened knees gave and he sank to the floor.
He looked up at Axl, still hard, completely naked and grinning down on him. Dj stared into his big, grey-flecked green eyes and gave him the sexiest look he could. He got on his knees and eagerly took his cock down his throat. He sucked and licked and gently squeezed his balls while the singer moaned and put his hand on the wall to balance. He still went crazy whenever Dj blew him, kissed him, or just touched him. It was still so new and exhilarating, with this pent up sexual tension that had been between them for so long. Axl could hardly focus his thoughts and instead decided to concentrate on what this beautiful man was doing to him.
Axl's moans got louder and more frequent, until he came groaning Dj's name. The younger man smiled as he swallowed and greedily licked off every last drop. Axl pulled him to his feet and kissed him tenderly, surprisingly so for what they'd just done.
“I love you.” Axl said it so sincerely it almost brought tears to Dj's eyes.
“I love you, too.” Dj reciprocated with a grin, elated. Axl returned the grin.
“Now go put some pants on, we have shit to do!” Axl said jokingly and they both laughed.
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