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[subletaali]

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I'm not really good at this so, hi, I'm cresc (or sub or cresci or 'the lust haired girl' or just about anything I'll recognize) and I'm a vammieholic.

I tried to write little something, which turned out to be quite hard, but... here it is! Sorry about the bad English, not my native language, so try to understand. And I've never been much of a HIM fan and I got to Bam just recently, so there might be some little blot holes with that... among other things.

Title: What happens when you don't remember to wash your hands
Author: subletaali
Rating: NC-17 (there's penises involved)
Notes: Bam has had a lot of beer, Ville twice as much, Bam doesn't wash his hands and suddenly they both think their jeans are too tight and... yeah. It's short.

”I still can’t believe you did it.” The two men chuckled, trying to walk straight.

“You should’ve seen her face when she saw it. Man…” The younger man’s eyes were wet with tears. He gasped his breath and tried to control his laughter at least a little. He’d had… well, a lot of beer. And his friend at least twice as much. He thought they might be just a little bit drunk.

Somehow the two managed to find their way back to Bam’s hotel and even to his room without many bruises or broken bones, the skateboarder had only once fallen to his face on the slippery walkway. Ville had lifted him up and insisted on holding him up for the rest of the way to the old castle-looking building.

“Bam-Baaam! Come and take my shoes off, it’s too hot to wear these things inside.” The Finnish singer was lying on his back on the Queen-size bed.

“Take off your own fucking shoes, I’m trying to do some serious business in here.”

“Bambiii, after you’ve peed, can you come and take these off? My feet hurt like hell.” Ville lifted his head just enough to see the younger man step out from the bathroom, without any shirt, Ville noticed, and walk closer to him. “Bam-Bam, did you wash your hands? No, you didn’t! Don’t come near my shoes with those dirty, little… little… No, Bam, don’t!” The Finns voice rose up as his friend’s hands came threatening close to his face instead of his shoes. “No! Bam! Seriously! Take the shoes, just don’t hurt… my pretty face… Bam!”

“Ooh, you like this, don’t you?” Bam rubbed his hand on the singer’s, who was giving a good fight, face. “Don’t you just love the thought I just held my dick in this hand, Ville?” Ville caught his wrists and made him lose his balance, causing him to fall on top of the older man. The two wrestled for a while, Bam trying to get his hands free and Ville to flip their position, so he wouldn’t have to be under the skater, who was now uncomfortably pressing his knee on his waist bone. Finally, Ville ended up sitting on Bam’s stomach and keeping his hands pinned on both sides of his head.

“Guess what I’m going to do now, Bambi.” The Finn’s lips turned to evil grin. He moved the younger man’s hands above his head and pinned them down with one hand, getting his other hand free. With his free hand, he opened the button of his jeans and pulled his zipper down. “You know what’s waiting for you, Bam-Bam.” He tucked his hand in his boxers and rubbed it there, before pulling it away and placing it on his friend’s face.

The skater let out small shrieks and tried to free his hands, and in the end actually succeeded with it. He pushed Ville’s hand off his face and glared at the laughing singer. His expression wasn’t affecting at all, so he gave up and started laughing himself, wrapping his arms around the older man and pulling him down against his chest. The two friends tried to calm their breaths and laid there for a second, Ville on top of the skater.

Ville lifted his head a little, his chin pressing against Bam’s chest, to see the younger man staring at him, his one hand behind his head and the other on Ville’s back. They stared at each other’s eyes before Ville broke the silence, muttering silently. “Sun silmät on ihan siniset.”

“What?”

“It’s just that your eyes are so blue, I didn’t notice before.” The Finn’s eyes closed and he moved forward, just enough to press his lips against Bam’s. The skater’s eyes widened as he felt at once Ville’s dry, but full, lips press against his and the man’s erection against his thigh. Somehow he liked the feeling, so he, too, closed his eyes and let his hand ran up Ville’s back and neck, grasping the dark locks of hair there. Ville’s tongue slipped inside the younger man’s mouth, tasting the warm wetness. Bam’s hands were roaming on his backside now, occasionally groping hard enough to bruise.

Bam had to pull away from the kiss, his lungs were burning and he felt a little dizzy. He moved his hands from Ville’s, as he thought, very nice shaped and firm, ass to free himself from his jeans and boxers. He didn’t get them even under his knees before he felt Ville move away from him. He grunted frustrated, he had just gotten to enjoy the slim Finn being on top of him. But the singer didn’t move far, barely an inch away from Bam and he, too, was yanking his black jeans down enough to reveal his hard cock.

Bam turned to face Ville, pressing their exposed groins together. Both men gasped at the sudden connect. Bam felt Ville’s hand grasp both their erections and stroke them slowly. He pressed his lips against Ville’s again, smothering the moan the singer made, when his hands found their way back to the other man’s buttocks.

Ville picked up the speed with his hand and moaned against Bam’s lips. The fingers of his other hand were caressing Bam’s stomach, until he suddenly stopped all motion.

“Bam? Are you even hard?” The lead singer stared their groins with disbelief. “Voi vittu.”

Bam groaned and sifted his position a little to brush their groins harder against each other. “Just keep going, baby.”

“Bam, if I’m trying to get that up, I’ll… have… blisters or something.“ As Ville kept stroking himself, he heard Bam grunt next to him. “Oh great, now I can’t do it either. Vittu.”

“I’ll blow you in the morning. Let’s just sleep.” Bam tucked his arm under Ville’s side and pulled him close. He felt the Finn’s slowly fading erection press against his stomach quite uncomfortably, but he was too tired to care.

***

The sun shone too brightly from the window. Ville blinked his eyes and tried to focus his gaze on the person sleeping next to him. Bells in his head started to rang when the body next to him wasn’t all that soft he had gotten used to. He blinked his eyes few more times and saw that the person sleeping so calmly before him was, in fact, Bam. Ville’s eyes grew to size of plates as he gazed down their bodies. Both their cocks were bare and the dark brown blanket was stained with semen.

“Run!” Screamed the Finn’s brain and that was exactly what he was going to do. He jumped off the bed and pulled his jeans up. He tried to find his jacket somewhere, even more quickly when he heard the young skater sigh in his sleep. Finally he spotted it, right under Bam’s left leg. Ville walked close to the bed, suddenly paying much attention not to make any noise. When he thought he was near enough, he grabbed his jacket’s sleeve, pulled and ran. He was at the door when he heard Bam yawn at the bed, he didn’t even dare to look back as he shut the door as quickly as he could behind his back.

The first thing Bam saw, was a brunet disappear behind the door. Slowly his brain registered his open jeans, bare cock, the semen and the rustled blanket he was laying on. Shame he didn’t remember much about last night, he should call Ville later and ask who the dark haired girl he had…. done exactly what with? was. Now he was too busy to get to shower, he smelled like a pig.

-Fin