#rock n roll is gay

[another-little-hippie]

guys look at my little slut… isn’t his fit orgasmic? the sheer shirt with the nipple peep? literally the most beautiful human to grace this earth.

[mywonderfulone]

live aid ‘85 backstage interview - john paul jones, jimmy page, robert plant, phil collins

“did you two get together, prior to this event?”

“we met at pangbourne(?) railway station. he had a wonderful girlfriend at the time- what was her name?”

[elextric-eye]

D.J (Lodger) 1979

[theblackqueenqueen]

If you dont know what to give me for my birthday shut up and buy me this :

Or maybe that :

Or this:

Or that :

Or this:

Or give me just these boys :

[ashtray-heart-666]

[witchmachi]

eye contact

🍓…🫐

someone has a crush!

[stvnszlr]

a band’s success is truly measured by how many homoerotic friendships there are between the members . the more the merrier !

[hneymooon-delrey]

drop your top 3 lana songs! 🍒

[sonnetsarefulloflove]

Lana Del Rey by Neil Krug (2015)

[another-little-hippie]

This didn’t hit the right audience on tiktok so I’m giving it to you guys. You guys deserve this silly little piece of GOLD I made.

[mywonderfulone]

robert plant & jimmy page - ‘77 / ‘95

[meegadeeth]

☆ 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐑 - 𝐈𝐙𝐙𝐀𝐗𝐋 ☆

Warnings❗️:

✩ Sex (penis in booty)

✩ Fingering

✩ Jerking off

✩ Edging

✩ Biting/leaving hickeys on neck

✩ Praising

✩ Top!Izzy

✩ Bottom!Axl

✩ Making out

✩ Slight bickering (bc it’s Axl, don’t worry they don’t full on fight tho<3)

✩ Hair pulling

✩ Pulling at piercing

people included/mentions; izzy stradlin, axl rose, steven adler, johnny depp (mentioned), duff mckagan, slash, freddie mercury (mentioned)

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All of the guys, except Axl, sat in the living room, drinking and watching tv. Axl was trying to write new music without the guys yelling unhelpful things around him.

After finishing a page and a half of lyrics his brain was completely empty, though, so he decided to call it a day and join the others in the living room. When he walked out they were all watching MTV. "Anything good?" Axl asked. "Nope." Steven responded, his feet propped up on Duff's legs.

"It's been a boring tv day." Slash mumbled, sprawled out on the floor; Axl walked over Slash. "Hey." Axl kissed Izzy's cheek before sitting in his lap. "Hey, Ax. You end up writing anything?" Izzy wrapped an arm around his waist. "Yeah. It's not finished, but it's something." Izzy nodded, listening to Axl.

Axl looked at the tv, wrapping a loose arm around Izzy's neck; the hand that was wrapped around his neck started playing with the ends of Izzy's jet black hair. Duff boredly groaned before flipping through channels. An episode of 21 Jump Street started playing but Duff changed the channel again.

"No! Go back!" Steven quickly said. "To what?" Duff asked, going back a couple of channels. "To 21 Jump street!"

"Oh God, Stevie! Your obsession with Johnny Depp needs to stop." Slash laughed. "Shut up; I like the fucking show, okay?" Steven rolled his eyes. "I see you googly eye the tv everytime Officer Tom is on the screen." Slash argued. "Whatever!" Steven yelled, crossing his arms. The rest of the room laughed while Duff turned 21 Jump Street back on.

Axl started playing with more parts of Izzy's hair before realizing his hair was greasy. He scrunched his nose and rested his hand on Izzy's shoulder. He wished Izzy would shower more. Sure, Izzy didn't unbearebly stink, unless it was after a show, but it would still be nice to smell Izzy after a nice shower.

"You should get a shower." Axl mumbled to Izzy. "No. I told you; I play better without showering." Izzy said back. "Do you realize how dumb that sounds?" Axl slightly glared at him. "It doesn't sound stupid. My fingers slide on the strings better."

"That doesn't matter. Go get a shower." Axl said. "He's right, you should. I mean, I get it, but I shower more than you." Slash commented. "You haven't showered in 5 days!" Duff yelled at Slash. "So?! It's been 6 days for Izz!"

"That doesn't make you special or something! You both are digusting!" Steven yelled. "Exactly." Axl agreed. "Fine, I'll take one tomorrow." Izzy huffed. "You should take one now." Axl said. "I'm good." Izzy shook his head, watching the tv.

Axl huffed, trying to think of something to get Izzy into the shower. He thought until he came up with something. How do you get a horny emo guy into the shower? Sex.

"You're sure you don't wanna get in the shower?" Axl asked, again. "I'm sure, Ax." He answered. Axl smiled, leaning into Izzy, "Not even If I join you?" He whispered into his ear.

"Really?" Izzy mumbled, looking into Axl's blue eyes. "Really." Axl nodded, slightly shifting in Izzy's lap. Izzy broke into a grin, "Okay."

"So you'll get into the shower?"

"Wait..when you mean join me, does that mean we're fucking? Or are you just gonna sit there and encourage me to shower?" Izzy asked, a little sarcasm in his voice around the end. "Yes, that means we're fucking, Izz."

Izzy nodded, "Then, yeah." Axl stood up, going towards their room to get clothes. "Where are you going?" Duff asked as Izzy quickly got up to follow Axl. "Shower." Izzy simply answered.

"Axl probably said he'd let Izz hit it if he got in the shower." Slash said, once Izzy disapeared into their bedroom. "Imagine having to be lured into taking a shower." Steven rolled his eyes.

When they got their clothes, Izzy rushed them to the bathroom. "Hold on!" Axl laughed while trying not to fall as Izzy held onto his hand. Izzy closed the door behind them before shoving Axl's back into the door, kissing him. Axl giggled while trying to get Izzy to stop kissing him so he could talk, "Mh, Izz? Izz!"

Finally, Izzy pulled back for air, "What?"

"We're taking a shower; we gotta turn the water on." Axl said, pushing past Izzy to turn on the hot knob. Izzy started unbuttoning his shirt, pulling it off his shoulders and letting the shirt fall to the ground. Axl tossed his shirt and bandana to the side while waiting for the water to get warm.

When it finally did, Axl turned on the shower head, closing the curtain so no water splashed onto the floor. Axl started undoing his jeans; Izzy undone his even quicker. Finally, Izzy tossed his underwear to the side and got in; Axl followed.

Izzy grabbed the gingers waist, bringing him closer as he smashed his lips into Axl's; Axl wrapped his arms around Izzy's neck. Izzy grinded their hips together, making Axl desperately moan into Izzy's mouth. He slightly bit on Axl's bottom lip, causing him to gasp; Izzy's tongue slipped into his mouth, running over Axl's tongue.

Axl ran his hands over Izzy's stomach and chest as they explored each others mouths. Axl pulled away, "Come on, wash your hair."

"But you said we'd fuck." Izzy reminded, his eyebrows slightly furrowed. "We will, but we need to shower too. We'll get some done and then we will." Axl explained. He huffed before Axl slightly nudged Izzy's head under the water, soaking his black hair. Axl always thought Izzy looked absolutely gorgous with wet hair; his wet bangs resting on his forehead with water dripping down him.

Axl grabbed the shampoo, squirting some into his hands before moving closer to rub shampoo into Izzy's hair. As he moved closer her felt Izzy's erection touching his thigh. "Really?" Axl raised his eyebrows, gesturing towards Izzy's dick. "What? It's not my fault you're givin' me blue balls."

"You're being dramatic, Izz. You don't get blue balls this quick." Axl rolled his eyes, "and everyone thinks I'm dramatic?" He thought while reaching up to rub shampoo into Izzy's hair. "It's gettin' there, though."

"You'll be fine." Axl started scratching Izzy's scalp now, in hopes it would shut him up; it did. Izzy had his eyes shut, slightly groaning every now and again. "I'm gonna wash it out now." Axl warned, Izzy tilted his head back, letting the water run down his hair. A mix of sudsy shampoo and water washed down the drain as Axl ran his hands through Izzy's soft, shaggy hair.

Now, it was Axl's turn for his hair to be washed. Izzy attempted to be romantic and do the same service Axl had done for him, but Axl was having none of it. "I don't need to be babied." Axl rolled his eyes as he rubbed shampoo into his own hair. "I didn't need it either. You still did it, though." Izzy commented. "You did."

"I did not."

"Did."

"Didn't."

"Izz, come on. I literally had to offer sex just for you to get in the shower! That's actin' like a baby." Axl continued to wash his hair.

"I can get in the shower by myself, it was just a nice offer." Izzy explained, not letting Axl get the last word. "Okay, sure." Axl used that one voice everyone uses when they half agree to end the argument, but they still think they are fully right.

"Don't 'okay, sure' me like that, Ax. You wanna talk about babyin', who has to apologise everytime we fight? Me, because your ego won't let you." Izzy rolled his eyes. "It has nothing to do with my ego. If I'm right, then I'm not apologising." Axl shot back, starting to rinse the shampoo out.

"Then you should be apologising a lot more, ginger." Izzy tilted his head slightly, looking at Axl in a smug way as he rinsed the rest of the shampoo out of his copper hair. "Oh, fuck you." Axl sighed, realising that Izzy won't stop until Axl does; Axl get's the last word with everyone...except Izzy.

"Why? 'Cause I'm right and you're not?" Izzy questioned, rasing his eyebrows. Axl responded with what he thought was best without continueing the light arguing. Axl said, "Just shut the fuck up." before smashing his lips against Izzy's.

Izzy stiffened for a second but melted into the kiss after; one of his hands cupped Axl's cheek, running his rough thumb over his cheekbone. Axl slightly parted his mouth, waiting for Izzy's tongue to meet with his; Izzy immediately took the invitation. Their tongues slipped around each others mouths; groaning and moaning.

Izzy reached one hand between their bodies, stroking Axl's dick. The pace was slow and loving as Izzy continued intertwining their tongues together. Axl whined into his mouth as Izzy ran his thumb over the tip, smearing precum. The bathroom was full of desperate moans, deep exhales, and sharp inhales.

Izzy pulled away, letting himself catch some breath before leaning down to press kisses to Axl's neck. He trailed the kisses, nipping a spot every now and again, from just below Axl's ear to his chest. He stopped at Axl's nipple ring, toying with it with his tongue.

Axl gripped Izzy's hair when he felt the black haired mans teeth pull at his piercing, slightly moaning. He looked down to see Izzy grinning at the noises that came out of the redhead.

Izzy continued to slowly jerk off Axl, letting go of his nipple piercing. Izzy decided to go back to kissing Axl's neck. Soon, he found a spot that was deemed a good spot to start sucking. Izzy sucked on Axl's neck, the skin getting more sensitive.

Axl's fingers tangled into Izzy's dark hair, pulling, as Izzy sucked a hickey into his neck and jerked him off. Before too long Axl tensed up, getting close to cumming, so Izzy stopped his hand movements. Axl huffed, tugging Izzy's hair way harder than usual; that only made Izzy grin even more, lifting his head up from Axl's neck.

"You're an asshole." Axl muttered, crossing his arms. "You're so handsome." Izzy said back, staring into Axl's green, piercing eyes. "Shut up." Axl felt his face burning, turning his gaze to the ground. Izzy kissed Axl's cheek, "I love you. Alright? I just didn't want to end this so quick."

"I know. I love you too." Axl knew Izzy was right. Izzy kissed Axl on the mouth, "Turn around, hot stuff." Axl smiled at the nickname and turned around, facing the shower wall. "You're still okay with this, right?" Izzy asked before doing anything. "Yeah." Axl said, waiting for Izzy to start.

Izzy slipped one of his fingers into Axl's asshole. Axl winced at the pain, lowering his head. Izzy moved Axl's hair away from the back of his neck, kissing the skin, "You're okay, Ax. It'll be over soon." Axl nodded at Izzy's words, trying to focus on finding a good feeling. "Can I add another?" Izzy asked. "Yeah." Axl said.

Izzy added a second finger, trying to find the spot. When Izzy grazed over his prostate, Axl moaned, "Shit, Izz!" Izzy placed another soft kiss to Axl's neck before starting to scissor him. The ginger slightly wobbled as he enjoyed how Izzy made him felt; he's glad the burning sensation went away. "Add a third." Axl said. When he didn't get a third he sat for a good five seconds before remembering, "Please?"

"Yes, sweetheart." Izzy stuck a third finger into Axl. Axl moaned, pushing into Izzy's fingers to make them go farther. His fingers touched his prostate, a low groan following. He thrusted his fingers in and out of Axl. "Can you fuck me, now? Please?" Axl managed to say through moans. Izzy slipped his fingers out of Axl's hole, lining himself up with Axl's asshole. He gripped the gingers hips, sliding himself into Axl.

Izzy gave Axl a second to adjust to his length before starting to slowly thrust into Axl. Izzy kissed his shoulders and neck lovingly, slightly groaning at Axl's muscles wrapped around his dick. "Is this okay?" Izzy asked, making sure Axl was still in the mood. "Yeah." Axl quietly moaned, a breathy exhale following.

"Fuck, you feel good." Izzy groaned, running his fingers up Axl's sides. "Please, go faster?" Axl asked. Izzy granted his wish, his grip on Axl's hips tightening, as he quickened his thrusts. Axl pulsated around Izzy, knowing that made the guitarist go crazy; surprisingly, Izzy let out a hushed whimper. Axl chuckled, attempting to keep his laugh quiet. Apparently, he was because Izzy didn't say anything.

Axl felt stuck in time as if this was the only thing that mattered in the moment. Izzy pressed to his body with warm water splattering over the two of them; love surrounding them. Axl wouldn't have it any other way with anyone else; well, maybe Freddie Mercury...but Izzy didn't need to know that.

Izzy threw his head back at all the pleasure, drowning in it. He leaned his chest against Axl's back, trying to, somehow, get even closer to the ginger. The water soaked the two boys, making the sex even better.

"Oh, fuck.." Axl lowly moaned, feeling Izzy almost touch his prostate; what a fuckin' tease! Izzy reached his hand around to touch Axl, sliding his water-slicked hand up and down Axl's boner. Axl tilted his head back, resting on Izzy's shoulder. "You're the prettiest person I've ever seen." Izzy admitted, looking over Axl's face and body.

"Really?" Axl managed to ask with the immense amount of pleasure he was feeling. "Of course; I wouldn't lie to you."

"I know." And he really did know. Izzy was a very blunt person and didn't give a fuck what you thought. The only time he lied was when he had to or if you asked him about his feelings; he wasn't a very good-with-words-when-it-comes-

to-feelings type of person. Izzy didn't feel the need to lie unless he was lying for someone else, it had to do with the law, or a simple lie that could get them something good if someone believed him.

"You're so gorgeous, Axl." Izzy groaned, kissing the side of Axl's exposed neck as he still laid his head on the black haired man's shoulder; Axl responded with a breathy moan. Izzy's other hand, that wasn't stroaking Axl, let go of the gingers waist; instead it rested on top of Axl's hand that was rested against the shower wall.

Axl smiled as he felt Izzy's hand press against his. He liked Izzy's hands; they were larger and had veins with slim, bony fingers. He liked the way Izzy's hand contrasted against Axl's smaller hands. Especially when they cuddled while going to bed; Axl liked staring at their hands intertwined, while he drifted asleep. Axl thought the guitarists hands were pretty hot, overall, too.

Sudddnly, Axl let out a loud moan as Izzy touched his prostate, "Oh my God!" Axl's whole body trembled as the black haired man brought him out of his thoughts; Izzy helped by holding him up, smiling to himself, loving the effect he had on Axl Rose. Izzy continued jerking off Axl in time to his thrusts.

Axl mumbled something incoherent to Izzy, rambling his words. When Axl was being pleasured, he tended to ramble and bunch his words together into a mumble. "What was that, sweetheart?" Izzy asked, groaning afterwords. "Faster! Please!" Axl moaned loudly. Izzy started pounding into the ginger; the bathroom was filled with moans and the sound of Izzy's hips hitting Axl's.

"Izzy!" Axl moaned as Izzy pounded into his prostate and jerked him off at an ungodly speed. Axl's eyes were shut, his mouth parted as the sweet, slutty moans fell out of his mouth. "Shit, you're doing so good, Ax." Izzy groaned into Axl's ear, running his thumb over Axl's leaking tip.

Axl felt his stomach tighten as a big wave of pleasure washed over him. "I'm close!" Axl moaned, desperately, as his whole body shook with pleasure and excitement. "Me too, just wait a couple of more minutes." Izzy grunted as he thrusted into Axl harder, trying to meet his orgasm. Axl hung his head forward now, feeling weak as he felt his load build up inside of him, waiting for release.

Izzy felt the knot at the bottom of his stomach, chasing his orgasm. "Fuck! Cum, Axl!" Izzy groaned, interlacing his fingers with Axl's. Axl came when Izzy did. Axl moaned loudly as he came all over himself and the wall, relieved to finallly let himself go.

Izzy released himself inside of Axl; he watched closely as he pulled out, watching his cum drip out of Axl's asshole and down the back and insides of his thighs. "Fuck, that was good." Axl admitted, still holding himself up with his arms, hands against the wall. "Yeah, it was." Izzy agreed, trying to regain his breath. "Wanna finish so we can get out?" Axl asked, turning around to look at Izzy once his legs weren't so wobbly.

"Again?" Izzy asked, joking. "Shut up and wash your balls." Axl laughed, lightly shoving Izzy. "Yeah, yeah, I am." Izzy started washing his body; so did Axl since the water was making his body overheated. Once they both rinsed off, they got out.

Izzy loosely wrapped his towel around his waist while Axl wrapped his towel around his shoulders. "Just so we're clear, when we were arguing about being babied, I got the last word." Axl smugly said, looking at Izzy. Izzy tried to keep a stern face, but failed. "What?" Axl asked, furrowing his eyebrows in an attempt to intimidate Izzy. "You're so fucking difficult, you know that?" Izzy chuckled, taking Axl's face into his hands before kissing him.

Axl pulled away to talk, "Well, I did have the last word, so I'm letting you know." Izzy connected their mouths again, wrapping his arms around Axl's waist to bring them closer. His hands slid down until they found Axl's asscheeks, squeezing them in his hands. Axl gasped, Izzy slipped his tongue into the gingers mouth. Axl wrapped his arms around Izzy's neck, pressing into him.

When Izzy pulled away, he said, "I get it, alright? I can't win with you; you're always right." Izzy sarcastically said. "Damn right." Axl said as he turned around to pick up his pile of clothes. "Oh, shut up and get dressed." Izzy smacked Axl's ass, causing him to jump a little.

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[kb-p2730]

[germ-t-ripper]

07JUN23 Enjoying Grateful Dead’s album "American Beauty".

[greaserink]

homies being there for each other, y'know?

[elextric-eye]

Omg it’s pride month happy birthday el gee bee tee ques!