Sunday, September 15, 2013

Hilarious R Rated Adavicii Twit Fic Archived For Posterity + NEW TATTOO!






fan fic LMAO "He was totally Adam's type--foreign and compact. Like a Yugo"

NoAngel @NoAngelPF gathered it into a twitlonger
15th September 2013 

 Collected for posterity & peep's reading ~pleasure, @chunkeymonkey81's Adamicii twitfic: 

 Lay Melvin Down In Darkness. Or, How 5/8 Scandinavian Buttsexin Inspired Shady Part Två

 THE TINY BLONDE SWEDE FIST PUMPED INTO THE AIR AS HIS OTHER HAND TWIDDLED THE KNOBS VIOLENTLY...HE WAS CURRENTLY IN THE MIDDLE OF PERFORMING HIS BIGGEST NOB TWIDDLING HITS FOR TRIPPED OUT WHITE COLLEGE KIDS BUT HIS MIND, HIS HEART WAS ELSEWHERE... IT WAS FAR AWAY...AN OCEAN AWAY TO BE EXACT....AND HE FOUND HIMSELF DRIFTING AWAY TO A HOT SUMMER NIGHT IN THE HAMPTONS...

 HIS SKIN STICKY AND HOT FROM ALL THAT KNOB TWIDDLING, HIS BACKWARDS CAP ALL BACKWARDS, AND HIS EYES LOCKED ONTO THE TALL ANIMAL PRINT WEARING MAN ACROSS FROM HIM, SCRIBBLING LYRICS ONTO A PAD OF PAPER AND CASUALLY CARESSING THE PATCH OF ODDLY DYED FACIAL HAIR SURROUNDING HIS FACE. THE WAY HIS LONG, LITHE FINGERS LANGUIDLY CARESSED HIS BLACK MESS OF FACIAL FUZZ MADE THE KNOB TWIDDLERS *OWN* KNOB TWIDDLE. IN HIS PANTS. BECAUSE HE WAS HORNY. AND SO HE MUSTERED UP ALL HIS COURAGE AND PUT DOWN THE KNOBS HE WAS TWIDDLING AND STRODE ACROSS THE ROOM TO MAKE HIS MOVE HE DIDN'T CARE THAT NILE WAS THERE, PLUCKING ON HIS GUITAR. HE HAD TO HAVE ADAM THEN AND THERE.

 SO THE SWEDE THOUGHT OF THE SEXIEST COME ON HE COULD THING OF. HE STOOD ABOVE ADAM AND OPENED HIS MOUTH. "BORK BORK BORK." HE SAID HIS EYEBROW LIFTING SUGGESTIVELY. ADAM RUBBED HIS MELVIN QUICKER, EXCITED IN A SILENT ACCEPTANCE OF WHAT WAS TO COME. IT WAS SO ON.

 The passion between the Swede and Adam was palpable. It hung thick in the air, as thick as the tiny wiry strands that surrounded Adam's lips, parted with anticipation as the Swede leaned over and whispered into his ear. "I've been watching you" he said over the sounds of Nile's funky guitar riffs bouncing around the tiny recording studio. "I want to take teach you the real meaning of EDM..." He said breathlessly, readying out to tenderly stroke Adam's Melvin. It was coarse yet tender to the touch. It turned him on greatly. His finger tips twisted each hair as expertly as the knobs he twiddled every day. 

 "What's the real meaning if EDM?" Adam asked, his insides stirring from all the intimate hand on Melvin stimulation. The Swedes eyes grew dark and full of lust. "It stands for erotic deep movement" he purred, running his fingers down to Adams leopard print shirt and playing with the buttons that were buttoned up so high they were currently strangling his Adam's apple. "Deep deep erotic deep movement" he purred, running his fingers down to Adams leopard print shirt movements.....if you know what I mean" he purred. Adams eyebrows shot up. He knew exactly what he meant and he was intrigued.

  "I want to take you somewhere and make the sweet sweet gay sex with you" The Swede said loudly, so loud that Nile stopped in his tracks, his dreadlocks swaying around his face. He looked between the two men, both were now face to face and panting hard, maybe it was time for him to quietly excuse himself he thought....but yet, something made him want to stay. 

 He wanted to... see what developed. Hey he lived through the 70s! Why not? So slowly he leaned back in his chair and observed as the Swede took Adams fur flecked face in his hands and repeated "I want to have the butt sex with you. I want it so much. I wish to twiddle your knobs to and fro. I wish to then take the sounds of your passion and loop them over a thumping euro disco beat and then play it for a crowd of stoned twenty something's." He bent down and kissed him slowly. "Does that please you?" "yes it pleases me so much I can barely breathe!"

  Adam moaned, his face flushed. The swedes reached up and popped the buttons from his collar. "There...now you will be able to breathe." "Oh thank you." "No problem...now about the gay sex?" Nile just watched slack jawed. This was hot. Quietly he reached for his phone and snapped a few shots. This was gonna make a great blog!!

 The Swede took Adam by his hand, gently guiding him up from the couch so they could go somewhere more secluded. So they could proceed with the sex. Adam could not believe what was happening. Minutes earlier he was completely absorbed in trying to find words that rhymed with "positive chakra" for a new track they had been working on, and now he was about to go explore the Swede's OWN chakra with his penis. Was this real life?

  Of course he had noticed how cute the Swede was before this moment----how could he not? He was totally Adam's type--foreign and compact. Like a Yugo. But he had never thought about using his magic sex powers on him because as far as he knew, the elfin blonde knob twiddler was straight. Or was he? Adam's head was swimming. Was this just some experimentation? Had someone roofied the Swede during one of his shows? 

 Slowly the two made their way to the door, their hearts beating so loud he swore he could see Nile's head bobbing to the funky funky coronary rhythm. And Niles head WAS bobbing, but not because he could hear the waves of sex anticipation,but because he was looking around the room frantically, trying to find any excuse not to let the couple leave his sight He was the one who had set this all up! If he hadn't called Adam at the ass crack of dawn and told his drunken self to get on a treadmill then he wouldn't be about to bang this twinky knob twiddler!! HE DESERVED TO WITNESS THE MAGIC DAMMIT.

 Thinking quickly he took his guitar and poked the neck at a stack of boxes by the door, sending them crashing to the floor. "Ooops. Look at that." He said as the boxes fell in their way and blocked off the exit. "Damn. Looks like whatever you two were about to go off and do you will have to do......here." His dreadlocks waggled suggestively and his fingers began plucking a little sensual mood music on his guitar. "Oh noes!" The Swede cried. He was so horny, but the last thing he wanted to do was to taste the forbiddenfruit of a man in front of an audience. But then again....Nile's guitar licks were pretty sexy.

 His loins ached; his own swedish meatballs swelled with sperm he was so so keen on ejaculating into the world. He must have Adam now! He must throw him down upon he couch, rip off his shirt in an animalistic way, and let him have his way with him until he was fully satisfied and his whole body was was covered in love burns from Adam's facial hair. "Here. Now. We make the sex yes?" He growled and Adam nodded wordlessly, sitting down on the couch and kicking off his mandles.

 "I will let you please me in many sexy ways. You will pump me full of your love wand." He said, whipping off his backwards cap and tossing it into the air with abandon, shaking his blonde locks free. The cap smacked Nile in the head and slid to the floor. His fingers quickened their pace on his guitar strings as he watched the tiny Swede slip out of his shirt, straddle his friend and begin to attack him with his face.

"Oh that's the stuff." He grinned, his head jammin as his licks got tighter and tighther. As tight as his friends pants. The music began to flow through him like never before. Chords and progressions the likes of which he had never performed. The music of angels. Who knew being a creeper would be so inspiring?

  Adam swirled his tongue in the Swede's mouth. He tasted like Mentos. Those were from Sweden right? Oh fuck it he didn't know. He moaned and shimmied out of his shirt as the Swede tugged on the buttons of his pants. It fell to the wayside, and then he shimmied out of the shirt under that shirt. And then the shirt under that one. And then the one under that one. "What the fuck is with all these layers?" The Swede wondered as he began to grind his hips.

 Finally after a good ten minutes both were completely naked, primed and ready to go and had assumed the sexy sex position. Nile had stopped playing the new track he had entitled "Shady Part 2: Elecric-Screw-A-Loo" and kicked his feet up on the mixing board and smiled. What a wonderful day God had gifted him with. He was so thankful to be alive and to have such awesome friends. He was truly blessed. "Oh yes oh yes do me like that you man stud oh yes so good." The tiny Swede cried out as Adam sexily violated his no no spot. He was so firm, so big, so engorged he could feel him almost all the way to his trachea. "Oh yes like that so good!" 

 He sputtered, pumping his tiny fist in the air and imagining he was behind the turntable, twiddling knobs in front of a noisy, throbbing, pulsating crowd screaming his name. Except the only one screaming was him--cries of pleasure--and the only thing throbbing and pulsating right now was his butthole. And it was so so good. He wasn't sure how long the sex lasted--it felt as if it went on for hours and hours--and Adam took every opportunity to twist him and flip him around as if he was some piece of Ikea furniure he was trying to figure out. He pleasured every orifice multiple times, and the Swede reciprocated by servicing his Melvin, over and over until both of them were spent, sweaty, sticky and covered in tiny bits of oddly dark hair.

 As the two of them lay there on the couch, wrapped in each others arms and basking in the afterglow, Nile smiled approvingly and whipped out his phone to send a tweet. "One of the most organically perfect fucks since Bowie!"....... ~FIN~

 http://www.twitlonger.com/show/n_1rmekdr

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, thanks for wearing the shirt I gave you at Del Mar again from the Adams Life group! Hope you like it!
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This is the shirt from Skin Graft that I took to Adam at his concert in Del Mar in July. He seems to like it. Wor

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9-15-13 between 6-7 pm CST USA Super quick Super Glam Adam Lambert cartoon by . "The Man Makes the Hat!"
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FOLLOWUP FIC SEPT. 18:

New hilarious Adavicii fic by @chunkymonkey81 

It had been months since the Swede had seen Adam after their sexy encounter. He had been too busy jet setting around the world to twiddle knobs to think too much about what had happened, but every so often, in the silence of the hotel rooms, he would let his mind wander to that night. He could feel his one eyed wonder muscle twitch in sense memory. Lying there alone in the Best Western Ibiza he could still feel the scrapity scrape of his facial pubes tingling all over his body. He clung that memory and could feel his heart ache. Suddenly much to his surprise Adam appeared in front of him, floating, naked and his face as smooth as a babies butt. "Adam!" He cried. He looked so real, like he could reach out and suck each freckle off his skin like those little paper dot candies. "Are you really here? Is this just a dream?" It all felt so real.

He could almost feel Adam's touch, smell his kale stained breath. "Of course it's dream...he shaved." The Swede heaved a sigh and a single solitary tear rolled down his cheek...his vision disappeared and he was left with but regret.Had this one night of unexpected passion turned into something more? Something more epic? He couldn't stand it anymore...he needed to tell Adam how he felt...to see if he felt the same and that maybe...just maybe...they could, if he was lucky, twiddle each others nobs on an exclusive basis. (OH SO EMOTIONAL...*tears*).....

*TIME PASSES*

Adam was backstage at the i h eart musical festival, rehearsing for his performance with Queen when he saw him across the room. He had to crane his neck a bit to see him around Katy Perry's boobs but there he was, his slender frame unmistakeable. He was just as beautiful as ever, his backwards hat even more backwards than before. He moved towards him as if in slow motion...

"Tim!" Adam exclaimed, his man bosom heaving in excitement. "Why are you here??! I thought after our love making we agreed never to meet again lest our passions reignite and set the rest of the world around us ablaze! How did you find me!!?" "You said on Twitter that you were doing the i heart radio festival in Las Vegas, Scotland....and I knew that wasn't right.."

So I asked around. Anyways I am here now. And I wish to continue the sex. Oh how my loins ache for you." He tilted his pelvis up to meet Adams, and together their throbbing pythons of love collided like heat seeking missiles.
"I want you to come within. I want your tasty luck." The Swede cried out.

Dr. Brian watched this exchange from a distance, his hair slightly perturbed. Who was this tiny Swede and why was he fornicating with his lead singer when there were songs to rehearse and badgers to save!?!? And what the fuck was tasty luck? It was either an entry in the karma sutra or a sketchy souding menu item from a Chinese restaurant...

Either way he wasn't having it. "Hey guys, I know your have some things that need to BREAK FREE..see what I did thur? But we really must be getting on with the practicing now so save your randiness for later! Pip pip!"

"I don't care about that Mr. Fuzzy haired man," The swede held up one OH NO U DIN'T hand. "For I have traveled many miles to get my rocks off and now I wish to lay me down with this man, turn on some ABBA and go at it like two wild....two wild....." "Badgers?!" Brian asked hopefully.
Adam just shook his head. Oh Brian......... TO BE CONTINUED.





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