Two is Company, Three is a crowd

[hellfire_andfury]

Writing Prompts;
word: loud

"Come on then, Blondie. Let's see how much you can drink! I bet I can outdrink you on one bottle of vodka."

Viktor smirked as he gave Mick the finger, coaxing the guitarist to stare before finishing his smoke, snuffing the butt out into the ashtray on the table in front of him. Right. If the punk wanted to have a drinking contest then Mick would rise to the challenge since Viktor had been shouting his mouth of all evening. Rowdy bastard.

"Alright, you loud cockhead. You want to get outdrunk by a bloke who wears heels and make-up on stage? Then let's do this."

Gilly and Hunter now staring at the two as both men get up from where they are sitting close to the bar in the hotel and exchange looks. This was serious. Weird just knew what would happen. They would both cock wave for a bit then get trashed and pass out. Probably. The question is....who would notice this and take advantage of two passed out band members. Dressing up and adorning their bodies with glitter or fuck knows what else could be a thing. Billy shot a look to Aarne at this "drinking contest" the two were going to have.

"My room, Blondie. Let's go."

Viktor was already heading up to the elevator with an arm full of vodka from the bar. Mick had bottles of gin clutched in his arms as he followed the bullish punk up to his hotel room. This should be good.

***

Five minutes later Mick and Viktor were now pulling off the bottle tops to their drinks and eyeing each other up.

"Take a drink for every time you've fucked your girl."

Viktor set the challenge with a boorish grin. This should be good. Surely Mick would get smashed first because he'd known Ziggy longer than Viktor had known Vars so more fucking? It worked that way, didn't it? Mick just rolled his eyes but began chugging on his gin bottle, gagging a little but near drinking half the bottle in one go.

"Fuck! It's your go, Blockhead. Drink for how many times you've fucked Vars."

Mick wondered about who fucked who in their relationship but said no more on the matter. It was Viktor's time to drink! The punk laughed a little and then began gulping down his vodka, swallowing without missing a drop, near drinking the bottle until only a quarter remained.

"Shit! Fuck, that's good."

The punk enjoyed the burn and knew he was getting drunk because he'd drank near a whole bottle of vodka in one go. Mick was impressed but wasn't giving up. No fucking way!

"Ok, drink to how many times you've sucked cock or been sucked by Vars."

Viktor frowned then shook his head. It was his go! Mick was getting absentminded already. Fucking lightweight! At least the punk assumed the blond was a lightweight.

"My go, Blondie. Drink to how many times you've eaten pussy."

Mick swallowed. Oh fuck. He was near obsessed with pussy so this would be an easy win for Viktor. He'd have to drink the rest of his gin and start on a new bottle. The guitarist just giggled and drank the remainder of his booze until the bottle was empty. Fuck, he was getting pissed fast.

"New bottle needed. Pass it over, Blockhead."

Viktor didn't like being called that name and made it clear by giving Mick the finger and shoving the guitarist back a little with a palm to the chest. Bastard. Mick frowned then pushed the punk back on the chest, getting wound up because he was now drunk. Both men were drunk and rowdy.

"Fuck you, prissy boy. Make-up glam wanker."

Mick just snorted out laughter at that. Fuck, this bull-headed bastard.

"Oh yeah? A bit rich coming from a cockhead who gets whipped on his ass by his leather dom."

Viktor stared at Mick before jumping up and tackling the blond onto the carpeted floor. Mick laughed then grabbed onto the punk's hair, pulling a little before shoving him off. The great lump! Viktor growled but then laid back on the floor, wanting to drink more. A little bit of shoving with Mick was fun and part of the game.

"You get drunk on Mule and fucking strip naked wagging that cock of yours at everyone."

Mick just giggled drunkenly at Viktor's words and shook his head. Damn, he was drunk. The punk forgot to ask any more questions as he began drinking a new bottle of vodka. It was everyman for himself now. Mick now joining Viktor, drinking gin and leaning against the bed. Oh gods they were going to regret this in the morning surely.

"You're a fucking---lightweight, Blondie."

Viktor was now chugging more vodka, spilling some down his mouth onto the floor because he was trashed. Mick laughed as he too spilt some gin onto his silken pants, not knowing how the game was going. Who was winning?

"And you're a fucking tart. I'm winning, you're spilling more."

***

An hour later and a few more empty bottles littered the hotel room floor as both men were now totally fucking trashed. There were remnants of broken glass where Viktor had thrown his empty bottles against the hotel balcony and both men were now shirtless and covered in booze stains.

Mick giggled and poked Viktor's chest which was gleaming with wet booze. The punk just shoved the guitarist's finger away and began chugging more, which was causing him to gag a little. Fuck! Both men put their bottles down next to each other which were now completely empty. Viktor going to get up for a piss but falling over his feet, causing him to collapse onto the bed completely wasted. He landed face first onto the mattress passing out. How much had he drunk? Three or four bottles of vodka maybe.

"Fuck, I won. I think? Bloody hell---"

Mick giggled drunkenly before staring at Viktor on the bed and slowly slumping backwards onto the floor, passing out. He'd drunk around three and a half but had remained awake. Just.

Comments

[shutyour_frettingmouth]

"I think Viktor is a size twelve shoe? He's got huge fucking feet. No idea what size Ronno is. Maybe an eleven?"

Billy guessed both men had big clod feet since they wore large shoes judging by their feet size. Getting Hunter's clothes to fit them was hilarious. The strap on had Billy snorting into his hand because fuck! Why the hell would Hunter need such a thing?

"Why would Hunter need a strap-on? He's got a cock and my brother loves it."

Girls used them on men, didn't they?

[suomi_thunder]

Aarne didn't think they would find any shoes to fit Viktor in their closets. Hunter's feet weren't that big but then he got an idea. "What about Bjorn's shoes?" Aarne's would almost fit Viktor, certainly would fit Mick, but the Swede might have bigger feet. He doubted it but it was worth asking.

Mikkel shrugged while staring into the closet. "Why does anyone need all of this?" The young Dane dropped the strap on to stare even more. He didn't think he had owned this many things even if he included everything he had ever owned. There was so much stuff in here.

[shutyour_frettingmouth]

Billy highly doubted that they'd find any shoes to fit Viktor either since Hunter couldn't be as big as the punk. Bjorn's shoes might work for Viktor so perhaps they could find him some neon pink high heels.

"How about we find Viktor some neon pink high heels that Bjorn wears. Ronno can fit in Aarne's maybe."

The Brit guitarist just scoffed at Mikkel's words because Hunter did have a shit load of sex toys and other lewd items.

"I should ask my tarty little brother why Hunter has all this."

[suomi_thunder]

Aarne screamed while digging into the shoes. He had found a pair of high heeled marabou toed strappy slippers. "These might work!"

He offered them to Billy thinking he was probably best able to tell if they would fit.

"We should!" Mikkel liked spending time with Billy and this would be hilarious to see.

[shutyour_frettingmouth]

"Strappy heels? Perfect. You can shove Viktor's big feet into those. So feminine he's bound to hate them."

Billy laughed quietly into his hand when Aarne found the strappy heels. The punk would indeed hate them and probably curse when he woke up. Ronno was bound to be confused too.

"We should ask why he has shit loads of sex toys too. I bet he never uses half of these."

[oprorsk_sode]

Aarne still hadn't found any for Ronno and shrugged. "Do you think we could get a pair of Ziggy's boots?"

Mikkel was really starting to like Billy which was a good thing since he still spent a lot of time with Rik.

"What if he does?" Mikkel started to giggle but he realized that he had a lot of clothing people might call kinky, but he used it for work all the time.

[shutyour_frettingmouth]

"We could put some of Ziggy's red sparkly boots onto Ronno's feet."

Billy thought that would be a good idea but then they'd have to find some and wouldn't they be in Mick and Ziggy's bedroom? What if Ziggy was there? Mikkel's question got the Brit laughing.

"My brother must have a sore fucking ass if Hunter uses all these."

If Mikkel was warming to Billy then that was only a good thing.

[oprorsk_sode]

"We should." Mikkel agree and was already thinking ahead on the idea of Ziggy being in there. "I can distract Ziggy. I've been askign him about sewing costumes."

Which wouldn't be out of line to ask him to come down to Mikkel's room to look at something for suggestions. Not that Mikkel knew the Anthean would know what he was thinking.

"Maybe he uses some of them on Hunter?" Mikkel didn't know but surely they seemed to be both rather kinky.

[shutyour_frettingmouth]

"Distract Ziggy and talk about sewing or something then one of us can find the shoes and quickly take them when he's not looking. Those big platform shoes he wears."

Billy nodded and knew distraction would have to be used here so that the red head didn't know his clothes were being taken and used on Viktor and Ronno. It was perfect!

"He probably does. My brother is a fucking kinky tart."

How anyone could own so many sex toys was beyond Billy.

[oprorsk_sode]

"Are we ready for that?" Mikkel asked while he stood beside Rik staring into the huge closet. The Dane started laughing as Rik pulled a crown out of a basket in the closet. Aarne snatched it and instantly stuffed it into his big hair.

"Are you kinky like he is?" Mikkel blurted out the question and giggled as Rik blushed beside him.

[shutyour_frettingmouth]

"Yeah, I think we can try it now. Why not? It's not like we'll be walking in to find Ronno naked with Ziggy or anything."

Billy just laughed because Ronno was passed out asleep on the bed next to a drunken passed out punk.

"Fuck off am I kinky like my tarty brother."

The Brit gave Mikkel a playful finger than laughed.

[riff_razor]

"Alright, give me five minutes." Mikkel went out of the room and headed to Ziggy. The idea was to get Ziggy to come to his apartment to look at something he was working on. Thankfully, Mikkel was always working on something for the stage.

"I don't know about that." Rik teased as he came to Mikkel's defense, playfully. Aarne giggled.

Aarne glanced down at the pile of things. "Should we put a strap on, on Viktor?" He thought that would be hilarious.

[shutyour_frettingmouth]

Billy started laughing so had to slap a hand over his mouth so that it didn't wake the two sleeping beauties on the bed. A strap-on for Viktor? Perfect.

"Do it. Put the strap-on to Viktor and----what should we put on Ronno? Maybe put some anal beads around his neck like a necklace of sorts?"

The guitarist wondered what Rik and Aarne thought of his suggestions.

[riff_razor]

Aarne was already digging around with Joe for a dildo harness and the biggest dildo he could find in the closet.

Rik was giggling so hard while watching what was going on that he couldn't give any suggestions.

Aarne though came up with a ruffly bra looking thing. "Will this fit on him?"

Rik just sat on the floor and covered his mouth to choke out the laughter but he needed to get up and go get the boots from Ziggy's closet.

[shutyour_frettingmouth]

Billy was finding this whole thing totally hilarious and was happy he was doing this with Rik, Joe and Aarne. Of course they were dressing up Viktor and Ronno in ridiculous clothes whilst they were passed out drunk.

"Yeah, go on, try it."

Viktor would be so fucking pissed when he woke up wondering why he was dressed in all this shit. Joe was laughing at what Aarne was finding in Hunter's closet. The man had so much shit.

"Is the ruffly bra for Ronno?"

[riff_razor]

Aarne snuck over to start putting the ruffly bra on Mick. Rik had to stay on the floor with his face buried in his hands to stifle all the laughter.

It was about this time that Mikkel came back with a pair of Ziggy's boots for Viktor. He stared at Aarne walking past him with a ruffling bra and started laughing.

[guitar_voodoo]

Mick groaned in his sleep, rolling over slightly whilst sucking in a breath before carrying on snoring. Billy slapped a hand over his mouth because he felt like laughing out loud but didn't want to wake both sleeping beauties up.

"Ronno will love that fluffy bra."

Billy knew he wouldn't but this was too fucking funny. Ziggy's boots would do well for Viktor's big feet.

[suomi_thunder]

Aarne froze when Mick started to make noise but then went back to putting on the bra. The Finn was biting his lip to stifle the laughter.

Once that was done he motioned Billy over to help him get the boots on Viktor. Rik couldn't take it and just buried his face for a second before going over to Joe.

"We should find one of the wigs I've seen in here." Rik covered his mouth again as he glanced at the dark haired Brit. It was so hard to stay quiet.

[helland_damnation]

Joe moved to kiss Aarne on the lips just as Mick groaned and turned over. This was fucking hilarious and the Finn was really cute doing this for both Ronno and Viktor. Billy now going over to help Aarne get the boots onto Viktor's big feet.

"Ronno's probably dreaming about pussy."

The bassist whispering whilst grinning hoping none of them would wake up before it was time.

"A wig? For who, both of them?"

[suomi_thunder]

Aarne had to shove a hand over his mouth when Joe mentioned pussy. He almost lost it and snorted quietly before going back to helping Billy with the boots.

Rik shrugged but held up a pink wig. "Viktor?" Rik was turning red in the cheeks while trying to hold back the giggling.

[shutyour_frettingmouth]

Billy managed to shove the boots onto Viktor's feet with the help of Aarne. Fuck, the man had big awkward feet!

"That wig is perfect, smukke. Let's see how it looks on him."

The wig had to be put onto Viktor just because everyone knew it would cause more reaction than if Mick wore it. Viktor just got irritated so easily and was like an angry bear.

[riff_razor]

Rik leaned against Billy, trying to stifle the giggles while the Brit put the wig on his singer.

"Does Mick need one?" Aarne whispered to Joe while glancing back at the closet.

[shutyour_frettingmouth]

Viktor's feet were big so Billy took a bit more time shoving the boots onto the singer's feet. At least Aarne managed to squeeze the shoes on eventually. As for the wig---that now looked so fucking hilarious on the punk.

"A wig for Ronno? Yeah, why not. What colour do you think for him since he's platinum blond already."

Billy looking between Rik and Aarne for ideas.

[suomi_thunder]

Aarne covered his mouth and glanced at Joe. "Look at all of these."

Aarne looked over all the wigs that were sitting on their fake heads on the shelves. "What about the black spikey one?"

There was a dark colored one that was similar to Hunter's normal hair. Maybe that would be good since it was so different than Mick's normal hair.

[shutyour_frettingmouth]

"How many fucking wigs does one man need? I'll have to ask my tarty brother about all of this."

Billy just couldn't believe the prissy Swede singer's collection inside of his massive closet. He had enough clothes to stock an actual clothes store. The black spikey wig looked perfect.

"Do it. He'll look good in that one."

The Brit trying not to laugh and blow the whole thing.

[riff_razor]

Rik stared around Aarne into the closet. "Less than the number of dildos?"

Aarne snorted a laugh and gave Rik a hug but the blonde wasn't wrong.