80s bandom oneshots

~1991~

"WHERE'S IZZY" Axl screamed at Alan, he couldn't just let his best friend leave Guns N' Roses. This is what they wanted, since they were kids. "WHERE THE FUCK IS HE" Axl said grabbing Alan's shirt as he shook him hard.

"OK! OK! HE'S IN THE OTHER HOTEL!" Axl growled and threw him before running there as quick as he could. All that was on his mind was Izzy. He quickly got to Izzy's hotel room and knocked violently. "Jesus, who the fu-" Izzy said as he opened the door looking at Axl. "What are you doing here?" 

"Are you really just going to leave? After all this time! This is what we've wanted. Since we were kids! YOU COULDN'T TELL ME IN PERSON!?" Axl screamed at him.

"WELL I WAS HOPING TO AVOID THIS!" Izzy screamed back.

"So what, are you going to kiss me again?" Axl asked biting his lip. They were desperate, lonely and drunk the last time it happened.

Izzy growled and slammed Axl against the wall attacking his lips, hungrily, angrily. Before Axl could push away Izzy used his leg to support him. Izzy quickly peeled him off as they fell back onto the couch. The sexual tension was very high. Were they really going to do this? Axl couldn't take it anymore and unzipped Izzy's jeans within a fraction of a second, grabbing his throbbing member as it leaked pre-cum. 

Izzy jumped back and zipped his pants back up, "You should leave." Axl shook his head, "I'm not leaving. Izzy, I love you." Axl tried to grab the guitarist but Izzy just swatted him away.

"I love you too, Axl but I am scared of what we'll become." Izzy sighed looking at the singer.

"What do you mean?" Axl was confused as he took Izzy's hands in his.

"I don't want us to become what your last relationships became. A wreck, cheating, all of that." Izzy sighed as he looked at Axl who had lust in his eyes. Axl smashed his lips back onto Izzy's and before he could pull away he moved his hand down to unzip his pants again.

"Izzy, that is not what we'll become. I promise." Axl groaned as he rubbed their hips together. Izzy bit his lip, loving the sight in front of him. Izzy couldn't take the sexual tension anymore as he smashed his lips onto Axl's. Quickly making it to the bedroom and Izzy pushed Axl onto the bed. He got on top of him and grinded their hips together. 

This was really happening, this was definitely the most sober time they ever did this. Izzy quickly took Axl's shirt off throwing it somewhere in the room, he did the same with his shirt. Keeping his leather jacket on because he knew Axl found him hot in it. Izzy going back to attacking Axl's neck with love bites. Axl groaned as he bucked his hips up to meet Izzy's.

"Stop moving." Izzy groaned as he slammed his hips down to hold Axl down. He took the bandana from Axl's head and tied his arms behind his back. Then quickly discarding the rest of their clothing. "Izzy-" Axl moaned, Izzy quickly stuck his tongue in the singers ass getting a loud pornographic moan from him. "IZZY!" Axl screamed as Izzy continued to explore his ass with his tongue. Axl could feel himself about to cum, Izzy removed his tongue earning a whine from the singer. "You have to be quiet, people could hear you." Izzy growled lowly into the singers ear. 

Izzy wiped the spit over Axl's entrance to make way for his dick. He didn't care about hurting Axl anymore, lust took over as he slammed into the singer. "IZZY!" Axl's muffled screams and moans were loud, despite the pillow. "Yeah you like that slut?" Izzy growled as he slapped the singers ass, multiple times leaving his hand print on his ass cheeks. 

"You're a fucking slut, Axl" Izzy growled as he continued to mercilessly slam into the singers ass. He grabbed the singer's hair making him cry from pleasure. "Scream my name, let everyone know who can fuck you this good." Axl had never seen this side of Izzy, but it was hot.

"IZZY!" Axl cried in pleasure, "Not my name." He smirked and slapped the singer's ass again.

"DADDY!" Axl scream moaned. "Such a slut, all wet for daddy's cock." Izzy growled continuing to slam into the singer relentlessly. "DADDY!" Axl was nearing his climax and Izzy could tell. "Hold on you slut." Izzy growled slamming into his prostate rough. "Shit." Izzy groaned as he came inside Axl, but not slowing down as he continued ramming into him. Axl came all over the sheets, while Izzy continued pounding into him.

"Fuck yeah, you like that?" Izzy growled as he didn't stop. "IZZY! TOO MUCH!" Axl cried now in pain. "Shit shit shit-" Izzy pulled out and untied Axl's hands before turning him around. "Are you ok? Did I hurt you?" Izzy said looking at the singer who was panting and dripping sweat. Axl buried his face into Izzy's chest as he was trying to catch his breath. "Axl, did I hurt you?" Izzy said again looking at him.

"A little-" He whined as he tried to get comfortable now. "I'm sorry." Axl shook his head, "Don't be. That was fucking amazing." Axl sighed contently. "Why don't I start you a bath?" Izzy said looking at Axl who nodded his head. 'Thank god the whole floor was rented out so I didn't have to deal with other people. Probably got some noise complaints from the downstairs neighbors though.' Izzy thought to himself as he ran a bath for Axl. 

He made sure the water wasn't too hot. "Axl? You ready?" Izzy said looking at the singer who hummed in response. He tried to get up only to fall, Izzy caught him just in time. "Guess I went a little too hard huh?" Izzy chuckled a bit causing Axl to smile. "Just a tad." 

Izzy carried him into the bath and set him gently down. "Izzy- join me." Axl smiled as Izzy got into the tub. They sat their enjoying each others company.

~Just two boys from Lafayette, Indiana~