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Chapter 2
Tonight was finally the night that Duff's dreams come true. He had waited over two years for this moment to arrive...
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Tonight was finally the night that Duff's dreams come true. He had waited over two years for this moment to arrive. Duff was so excited he thought that he would blow up any second now.
"Oh, Saul", he sighed to himself, "I can't wait to see you tonight. I can't wait to see your face, your hard cock, and especially your presence near me".
Duff had to get himself dressed to look good for Slash. But first, he had to decorate his bedroom for it to have an exotic atmosphere. As he was planning it, Duff got worried. How will he and Slash have their fun without the rest of the band knowing? Thinking about this made Duff's heart rate increase and made his forehead sweaty. All of a sudden, he then remembered that Axl Rose was going to be at a strip club tonight with Izzy for the usual. Picking up chicks to have sex with. And Steven Adler would be at a party with his other friends and said that would be home after 3:30am. This made Duff sigh with relief and got back to work without any worries.
Duff picked up the garbage from his floor, made his bed nice and neat, organized his books and his records from A-Z, vacuumed his floor sprinkled rose petals on his bed, plugged in two different lava lamps, one pink and one red and placed it on two of his bedsides, took out his Led Zeppelin IV record and placed it on his record player, sprayed Slash's favourite cologne all over the room, not overdoing it, and finally grabbed Slash's Jack Daniels bottle out of the freezer and placed it on the floor beside the bed. Duff was full of triumph as he
looked all over the bedroom and saw how much of an amazing job that he has done. Now, Duff had to clean himself up.
Duff walked into the bathroom and took a quick shower, dried himself up with a towel, put on his gray boxers, brushed his natural blonde hair put on makeup and took out of his closet a white Nike crop top and blue jeans. He put on his outfit and checked himself out in
the mirror.
"I look so sexy", he said to himself full of pride, "Slash will think that I look so beautiful, especially with this crop top on since it shows off my abs'. I wonder if he will get a harder dick because of that?"
Now all that Duff had to do is to wait for his bitch to come home.
As he was lying in bed, listening to the song Rock and Roll, he decided to have some fun with himself. So he unzipped his zipper from his jeans put his hand inside his boxers, pulled out his cock, and started to stroke it gently. Dirty thoughts started to appear right before his eyes. Thoughts of Slash deepthroating his cock, bouncing on his cock, him begging Duff to eat his ass, and the one that made Duff's dick hardest of all is the thought of hearing Slash's loud, yet lusty moans in his ears, pleading him to fuck him harder and deeper.
"Mmm", Duff moaned softly, still playing with myself, "he doesn't know what's waiting for him at home".
~~~
Slash was getting drunk at the bar, drinking Jack Daniels, Vodka, and Corona. He was having a good time until the bartender cut him off.
"What's the big idea, dude?" Slash babbled at the man, "I'm trying to have fucking fun you party-pooper asshole".
The bartender looked at him in the eye and said sternly,
"Sir, I'm preventing you from accidentally killing yourself from alcohol poisoning. I do not want to be responsible nor want to have my business closed down because of your death. Now do you want me to call a taxi to take you home, sir?"
Slash thought for a moment then made up his decision. He sighed glumly.
"Fine, call a damn taxi"
The man nodded and picked up the phone and called a taxi. While the bartender was doing that, Slash decided to flirt with a couple of girls that were right beside him.
"Hey you sexy babes", he smiled dumbly at them, "want me to take you home and have some fun with me?"
The two females looked at him disgusted and slapped him on the cheek. He rubbed his cheek and said to himself,
"Girls. Can't get them right even if you try hard enough to please them"
While Slash was in his own thoughts, the bartender went up to him and snapped his fingers in his face, startling Slash.
"Sir, your taxi will be here in a few minutes"
Slash nodded and went back to his blank thoughts.
A few minutes later, the taxi parked right in front of the bar. The car horn beeped. But Slash wasn't listening. This was until the bartender called out,
"Sir! Your taxi is here!"
Slash stumbled out of the bar, opened the door, went inside the taxi, and closed the door.
"Where do you want me to take you, sir?" the taxi driver asked politely, tipping his fedora.
Slash told him the address of Duff's house. The driver nodded as he turned on the engine to start the car. Moments later, the taxi started moving and the last thing that Slash saw before he passed out in the car was the front of the bar.
~~~
"Where is he?" Duff wondered impatiently, "it's 12:30am, he should be home by now"
Duff had finished getting ready for Slash to arrive two hours earlier and he still hasn't come home yet. Time felt like as if it were going very slowly.
"I have done this just for him and this is what get?" Duff mumbled angrily to himself as he replayed the Led Zeppelin IV record,"having to wait a couple hours for his ass to come home? This is bullshit!"
Just as Duff was about rambled how he could have drunk three bottles of vodka from the time he left to the time he comes back, he heard the door open from downstairs and a voice calling out,
"Duff! I'm home!"
Duff recognized that drunken voice from none other than Slash. Thinking about it made Duff irritated a bit.
"About time", he said to himself
"Yo, Duff where are you?!" Slash called out
"I'm up in the bedroom", Duff replied in a horny voice, "come upstairs right now. We need to talk about your punishment".
Slash was puzzled.
"What the fuck are you talking about my punishment? Are you my mother all of a sudden?"
Duff giggled to himself and replied,
"No, you idiot. Just come upstairs and you will see"
Slash rolled his eyes and sighed.
"Fine. But if it has to with something babyish, I will beat your ass"
And with that, Slash walked upstairs, holding the rail.
The fun was about to begin...
"Oh, Saul", he sighed to himself, "I can't wait to see you tonight. I can't wait to see your face, your hard cock, and especially your presence near me".
Duff had to get himself dressed to look good for Slash. But first, he had to decorate his bedroom for it to have an exotic atmosphere. As he was planning it, Duff got worried. How will he and Slash have their fun without the rest of the band knowing? Thinking about this made Duff's heart rate increase and made his forehead sweaty. All of a sudden, he then remembered that Axl Rose was going to be at a strip club tonight with Izzy for the usual. Picking up chicks to have sex with. And Steven Adler would be at a party with his other friends and said that would be home after 3:30am. This made Duff sigh with relief and got back to work without any worries.
Duff picked up the garbage from his floor, made his bed nice and neat, organized his books and his records from A-Z, vacuumed his floor sprinkled rose petals on his bed, plugged in two different lava lamps, one pink and one red and placed it on two of his bedsides, took out his Led Zeppelin IV record and placed it on his record player, sprayed Slash's favourite cologne all over the room, not overdoing it, and finally grabbed Slash's Jack Daniels bottle out of the freezer and placed it on the floor beside the bed. Duff was full of triumph as he
looked all over the bedroom and saw how much of an amazing job that he has done. Now, Duff had to clean himself up.
Duff walked into the bathroom and took a quick shower, dried himself up with a towel, put on his gray boxers, brushed his natural blonde hair put on makeup and took out of his closet a white Nike crop top and blue jeans. He put on his outfit and checked himself out in
the mirror.
"I look so sexy", he said to himself full of pride, "Slash will think that I look so beautiful, especially with this crop top on since it shows off my abs'. I wonder if he will get a harder dick because of that?"
Now all that Duff had to do is to wait for his bitch to come home.
As he was lying in bed, listening to the song Rock and Roll, he decided to have some fun with himself. So he unzipped his zipper from his jeans put his hand inside his boxers, pulled out his cock, and started to stroke it gently. Dirty thoughts started to appear right before his eyes. Thoughts of Slash deepthroating his cock, bouncing on his cock, him begging Duff to eat his ass, and the one that made Duff's dick hardest of all is the thought of hearing Slash's loud, yet lusty moans in his ears, pleading him to fuck him harder and deeper.
"Mmm", Duff moaned softly, still playing with myself, "he doesn't know what's waiting for him at home".
~~~
Slash was getting drunk at the bar, drinking Jack Daniels, Vodka, and Corona. He was having a good time until the bartender cut him off.
"What's the big idea, dude?" Slash babbled at the man, "I'm trying to have fucking fun you party-pooper asshole".
The bartender looked at him in the eye and said sternly,
"Sir, I'm preventing you from accidentally killing yourself from alcohol poisoning. I do not want to be responsible nor want to have my business closed down because of your death. Now do you want me to call a taxi to take you home, sir?"
Slash thought for a moment then made up his decision. He sighed glumly.
"Fine, call a damn taxi"
The man nodded and picked up the phone and called a taxi. While the bartender was doing that, Slash decided to flirt with a couple of girls that were right beside him.
"Hey you sexy babes", he smiled dumbly at them, "want me to take you home and have some fun with me?"
The two females looked at him disgusted and slapped him on the cheek. He rubbed his cheek and said to himself,
"Girls. Can't get them right even if you try hard enough to please them"
While Slash was in his own thoughts, the bartender went up to him and snapped his fingers in his face, startling Slash.
"Sir, your taxi will be here in a few minutes"
Slash nodded and went back to his blank thoughts.
A few minutes later, the taxi parked right in front of the bar. The car horn beeped. But Slash wasn't listening. This was until the bartender called out,
"Sir! Your taxi is here!"
Slash stumbled out of the bar, opened the door, went inside the taxi, and closed the door.
"Where do you want me to take you, sir?" the taxi driver asked politely, tipping his fedora.
Slash told him the address of Duff's house. The driver nodded as he turned on the engine to start the car. Moments later, the taxi started moving and the last thing that Slash saw before he passed out in the car was the front of the bar.
~~~
"Where is he?" Duff wondered impatiently, "it's 12:30am, he should be home by now"
Duff had finished getting ready for Slash to arrive two hours earlier and he still hasn't come home yet. Time felt like as if it were going very slowly.
"I have done this just for him and this is what get?" Duff mumbled angrily to himself as he replayed the Led Zeppelin IV record,"having to wait a couple hours for his ass to come home? This is bullshit!"
Just as Duff was about rambled how he could have drunk three bottles of vodka from the time he left to the time he comes back, he heard the door open from downstairs and a voice calling out,
"Duff! I'm home!"
Duff recognized that drunken voice from none other than Slash. Thinking about it made Duff irritated a bit.
"About time", he said to himself
"Yo, Duff where are you?!" Slash called out
"I'm up in the bedroom", Duff replied in a horny voice, "come upstairs right now. We need to talk about your punishment".
Slash was puzzled.
"What the fuck are you talking about my punishment? Are you my mother all of a sudden?"
Duff giggled to himself and replied,
"No, you idiot. Just come upstairs and you will see"
Slash rolled his eyes and sighed.
"Fine. But if it has to with something babyish, I will beat your ass"
And with that, Slash walked upstairs, holding the rail.
The fun was about to begin...
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