A Long Ride Home
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rockandroll_swedeFrom the smut prompt 93 “It’s okay, honey, you can pull my hair as hard as you want while I’m between your legs.”
It had been a long drive to the next venue along on the tour and Erik was asleep in the passenger seat next to Robert who was in the driving seat as per usual with his eyes fixed firmly on the road ahead. The limo was coming to the end of it's journey carrying a whole entourage of rowdy rock stars in the back. Of course another limo had to be used to accommodate all the extras who had tagged along on the tour. The added bands and their family members and ex-lovers. It was quite a travelling circus or chaos carnival as some might call it.
The young Swede felt a tap on his arm as his eyes snapped open to realise that the limo had stopped and the engine had been turned off. Robert was gazing at his young boyfriend, smiling and wondering if he shouldn't have just left the boy to sleep in the limo all night. But then that might not have been fair on Erik who might have woken up wondering where everyone else had gone to.
"We're at the hotel now. All parked up and the others are already inside. Shall we go in?"
Robert caressing the sleepy Swede's arm lovingly and wondering about sitting down to have a hot cup of tea and time to delve into a good book. Leaving all the trash and craziness back at the bar area of the hotel. Erik rubbed at his sleepy eyes and then realised that they were both alone in the limo with no one else inside. They were also parked up which meant---
"Sötnos? You must be tired from all that driving. I've got an idea that will help you relax and feel good at the same time."
The cheeky Swede giggled slightly and then moved his hand down to slide along Robert's thigh. Oh. The driver raised a curious brow at the guitarist and then shook his head. Oh no. Not that. The boy needed his sleep and Robert needed some tea or possibly a glass of wine before bed. If Erik was proposing that then it could wait. Surely.
"Please, Fluffig. Let me relax you with my mouth. You'll love it."
Erik was not going to be dissuaded by his stubborn Brit. He loved Robert and this was one of his fantasies so if it came true tonight...
"You want to blow me here in the driving seat? What a dirty boy you are, Erik Ivarsson."
Robert just rolling his eyes but smiling none the less because he could see how much the young Swede wanted this. How long had he been fantasising such a scenario? Ever since that time when he had to dash into that bathroom while Aarne stood on top of the stall laughing and speaking Swedish to him? Who knew. But then being blown did have it's appeal with a handsome young man wrapping his lips around a throbbing cock...
"I love you."
Erik gently moved in to press a soft kiss to the corner of Robert's lips, hoping it would be offered back. He wasn't disappointed as the Brit cupped Erik's jaw in his hand, bringing the Swede closer to deepen the kiss, moaning deeply and caressing that jet black hair. He loved how fluffy and smooth Erik's hair always was. The young Swede moaning into the kiss feeling arousal coarse through his tired body. Sleepy or not he wanted this.
"Let me do this for you, Sötnos."
His voice husky with lust, Erik then began unbuckling Robert's rather large ornate metal belt, sliding it through the loops and onto the floor of the limo. He then unbuttoned the man's pants and unzipped his zipper, tugging the Brit's pants down his toned legs until they reached his ankles. Of course Erik was greeted to the sight of no underwear as Robert rarely wore any if ever.
"You are so big. Let me swallow you."
Without another word the Swede went down onto Robert, slipping the older man's cock into his warm, wet mouth, instantly feeling it begin to harden. Swelling and throbbing it became engorged and hot, causing Erik to groan loudly, loving the feel of Robert's hard cock in his mouth. The Brit gasped and then allowed his head to loll back onto the headrest, breathing faster as Erik slid his mouth off to swallow some saliva that dribbled from the corner of his mouth.
"You are a naughty boy, Erik."
Robert panted as he then moaned as Erik began to slide his hot mouth over his sensitive cock once more; the Brit's hands thrusting into that mop of messy black hair, gasping louder as the Swede licked along a pulsing vein. Oh! The Brit suddenly thrust upwards and let out a filthy moan. Did he really do that? Yes, he did. Fuck, were the windows up? All he needed was for someone to come out and find them both like this. Erik was loving it. His mouth worked on the huge cock, which nearly caused him to choke when Robert thrust upwards. He took a breath to offer tiny kitten licks to Robert's cock head which in turn caused the Brit to whimper and tug harder on Erik's hair.
"You can pull my hair all you want, Fluffig. I want this."
The Swede's own stiff cock throbbing in between his legs tucked inside his pants. But oh---this was so fucking hot! All he wanted to do was to bring Robert off and hear his moans of pleasure. The car was soon steaming up somewhat as Robert began panting harder, closing his eyes in ecstasy as Erik deep-throated his huge stiffness, tasting the unique musky taste that was distinctly Robert.
"Oh---Erik!"
Robert let out a long drawn out moan as he bucked up and clenched his teeth suddenly coming hard, releasing thick ropes of cum down the young Swede's throat. Fuck! Erik groaned as he swallowed, closing his own eyes, loving every mouthful of his lover's cum. Licking his lips, the guitarist released Robert's now limp cock with a soft "pop." Robert's hands now caressing his young lover's scalp lovingly because it had felt so good. A nice end to the evening.
"You taste so good, Fluffig. I want to suck you more often."
Of course he did.
It had been a long drive to the next venue along on the tour and Erik was asleep in the passenger seat next to Robert who was in the driving seat as per usual with his eyes fixed firmly on the road ahead. The limo was coming to the end of it's journey carrying a whole entourage of rowdy rock stars in the back. Of course another limo had to be used to accommodate all the extras who had tagged along on the tour. The added bands and their family members and ex-lovers. It was quite a travelling circus or chaos carnival as some might call it.
The young Swede felt a tap on his arm as his eyes snapped open to realise that the limo had stopped and the engine had been turned off. Robert was gazing at his young boyfriend, smiling and wondering if he shouldn't have just left the boy to sleep in the limo all night. But then that might not have been fair on Erik who might have woken up wondering where everyone else had gone to.
"We're at the hotel now. All parked up and the others are already inside. Shall we go in?"
Robert caressing the sleepy Swede's arm lovingly and wondering about sitting down to have a hot cup of tea and time to delve into a good book. Leaving all the trash and craziness back at the bar area of the hotel. Erik rubbed at his sleepy eyes and then realised that they were both alone in the limo with no one else inside. They were also parked up which meant---
"Sötnos? You must be tired from all that driving. I've got an idea that will help you relax and feel good at the same time."
The cheeky Swede giggled slightly and then moved his hand down to slide along Robert's thigh. Oh. The driver raised a curious brow at the guitarist and then shook his head. Oh no. Not that. The boy needed his sleep and Robert needed some tea or possibly a glass of wine before bed. If Erik was proposing that then it could wait. Surely.
"Please, Fluffig. Let me relax you with my mouth. You'll love it."
Erik was not going to be dissuaded by his stubborn Brit. He loved Robert and this was one of his fantasies so if it came true tonight...
"You want to blow me here in the driving seat? What a dirty boy you are, Erik Ivarsson."
Robert just rolling his eyes but smiling none the less because he could see how much the young Swede wanted this. How long had he been fantasising such a scenario? Ever since that time when he had to dash into that bathroom while Aarne stood on top of the stall laughing and speaking Swedish to him? Who knew. But then being blown did have it's appeal with a handsome young man wrapping his lips around a throbbing cock...
"I love you."
Erik gently moved in to press a soft kiss to the corner of Robert's lips, hoping it would be offered back. He wasn't disappointed as the Brit cupped Erik's jaw in his hand, bringing the Swede closer to deepen the kiss, moaning deeply and caressing that jet black hair. He loved how fluffy and smooth Erik's hair always was. The young Swede moaning into the kiss feeling arousal coarse through his tired body. Sleepy or not he wanted this.
"Let me do this for you, Sötnos."
His voice husky with lust, Erik then began unbuckling Robert's rather large ornate metal belt, sliding it through the loops and onto the floor of the limo. He then unbuttoned the man's pants and unzipped his zipper, tugging the Brit's pants down his toned legs until they reached his ankles. Of course Erik was greeted to the sight of no underwear as Robert rarely wore any if ever.
"You are so big. Let me swallow you."
Without another word the Swede went down onto Robert, slipping the older man's cock into his warm, wet mouth, instantly feeling it begin to harden. Swelling and throbbing it became engorged and hot, causing Erik to groan loudly, loving the feel of Robert's hard cock in his mouth. The Brit gasped and then allowed his head to loll back onto the headrest, breathing faster as Erik slid his mouth off to swallow some saliva that dribbled from the corner of his mouth.
"You are a naughty boy, Erik."
Robert panted as he then moaned as Erik began to slide his hot mouth over his sensitive cock once more; the Brit's hands thrusting into that mop of messy black hair, gasping louder as the Swede licked along a pulsing vein. Oh! The Brit suddenly thrust upwards and let out a filthy moan. Did he really do that? Yes, he did. Fuck, were the windows up? All he needed was for someone to come out and find them both like this. Erik was loving it. His mouth worked on the huge cock, which nearly caused him to choke when Robert thrust upwards. He took a breath to offer tiny kitten licks to Robert's cock head which in turn caused the Brit to whimper and tug harder on Erik's hair.
"You can pull my hair all you want, Fluffig. I want this."
The Swede's own stiff cock throbbing in between his legs tucked inside his pants. But oh---this was so fucking hot! All he wanted to do was to bring Robert off and hear his moans of pleasure. The car was soon steaming up somewhat as Robert began panting harder, closing his eyes in ecstasy as Erik deep-throated his huge stiffness, tasting the unique musky taste that was distinctly Robert.
"Oh---Erik!"
Robert let out a long drawn out moan as he bucked up and clenched his teeth suddenly coming hard, releasing thick ropes of cum down the young Swede's throat. Fuck! Erik groaned as he swallowed, closing his own eyes, loving every mouthful of his lover's cum. Licking his lips, the guitarist released Robert's now limp cock with a soft "pop." Robert's hands now caressing his young lover's scalp lovingly because it had felt so good. A nice end to the evening.
"You taste so good, Fluffig. I want to suck you more often."
Of course he did.