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Shower Time Fun
Title- Shower Time Fun
Pairing- Ville Valo/Bam Margera (Vam)
Rating- R
Originally Posted- January 30, 2006
Disclaimer- I don`t know the real people in this story. I don`t own anything besides the idea for this story. None of this happened in real life as far as I know. The lyrics used are "Your Sweet 666" by Him, which belongs to the band.
Summary- Bam and Ville have some fun in the shower...



"There are things you should know
And the distance between us seems to grow
But you're holding on strong
And oh, how hard it is to let go
Oh, so hard to let go
I'm waiting for your call
And I'm ready to take your six six six in my heart
I'm longing for your touch
And I welcome your sweet six six six in my heart"

I stood there completely naked in my bathroom in front of the mirror singing “Your Sweet 666” while holding a bottle of mouthwash up to my lips, imitating a microphone. It was citrus orange mouthwash, and it swished as I took a step back, still singing. I looked at myself in the mirror, my hair still greasy and sweaty from too many days of ignoring showering. I had just come in from skateboarding, so I was still hot and sweaty. My forehead was actually still wet with sweat, which was trickling lazily down past my blue eyes. I wiped away the sweat with my free hand.

"I'm losing my faith in you
But you don't want it to be true
But there's nothing you can do
There's nothing you can do
Yes, I've lost my faith in you
I'm waiting for your call
And I'm ready to take your six six six in my heart
I'm longing for your touch
And I welcome your sweet six six six in my heart"

I continued singing at the top of lungs, singing joyfully as I bounced around my bathroom, swinging my arms around. The mouthwash kept making a swishy noise as I swung it around, still pretending that it was my microphone. My voice sucked, of course. It didn`t sound low and seductive like Ville`s. Speaking of Ville...

Yea, I was thinking about him. Hey, I was butt naked standing in my bathroom singing Him lyrics. Did you really think that I wouldn`t be touching myself with my free hand?

My free hand stroked the shaft of my erected cock, giving it good, hard strokes. After a little while of this, I was panting so hard that I could barley sing.

“I`m...waiting for...your...call...oh fuck it,” I finally mumbled, letting myself moan as I stroked myself harder and faster. My wrist was starting to feel cramped, and I felt like I was getting a hell of a work out, but I had worked myself into such a frenzy that I couldn`t stop now or else my fucking dick would ache and hurt like hell until I tended to it.

It felt great to be able to be as loud as I wanted to be and not have to worry about being walked in on. For once, Castle Bam was empty except for me. Actually, I didn`t want it to be completely empty now. I would have liked it if Ville was home, but he had gone out somewhere, who knows where, which sucked. For once we would have been able to be as loud as he wanted without worrying about people walking in on us or hearing us, but no, the one time that we could be alone, the stupid fucker goes off somewhere.

Go figure. Dumb ass.

I dropped the mouth wash bottle to the floor with a thud and sat down on the toilet seat, spreading my legs as far apart as possible and using both hands to pleasure myself. The coldness of the toilet against my ass just made my hornier for some reason as I imagined Ville bent down in front of me, sucking me off.

“Mmmm, harder Ville, faster! Fuck Ville, oh god, come on Ville, suck that cock!” I mumbled, moaning so loudly that it fucking echoed off of the walls.

I looked down at the Heartagram on my waist while doing this, imagining that I was looking at Ville`s flawless naked body. I could feel myself about to cum as I panted and stroked and moaned and writhed on the toilet, rubbing my ass against it. I allowed myself to make as much noise as I wanted. After all, no one was home, and it felt so fucking good to just growl and moan and let it all out.

I had left all my clothes outside of the bathroom door in a heap. It was silent in the bathroom except for my moans and whimpers. I hadn`t bothered to turn on the bathroom fan, partly because I didn`t want to, and partly because I wanted to hear if someone was coming.

I was only a few seconds from coming in my hand when I got an idea. I wanted to finish this in the shower. I`ve always liked showers, and I`ve always had this secret fantasy of having Ville fuck me in the shower. Hell, I did a lot of shit to myself in the shower. I`d stroke my cock and finger myself, wishing that Ville was doing it to me, because everything he did to me was better than what I did to myself, for obvious reasons.

Blood was rushing to my cock as I stood up. My cock was throbbing, and I could feel my heart pounding in my chest. I was panting like a dog as I stood there, my legs shaking.

I walked over to the bath tub and turned on the water, which thundered briefly into the tub until I turned on the shower head, making the water spray and make a gentle pattering sound as it hit the bottom of the tub.

I put my hand under the spray, quickly checking to see that the water was warm before getting in. I wanted to get back to what I had been doing as soon as I could while I was still horny and still had visions of a very naked Ville in my mind.

I moaned lustfully as the water started to fall onto my body. It was warm, but not too warm. It felt perfect.

I didn`t bother closing the black shower curtain. I`d clean up the water that went onto the floor later. I`d rather look around the bathroom then at a curtain anyways.

I wrapped my hand around my throbbing cock and stroked it gently.

“Fuck Ville! Ville fuck me!” I literally screamed. My screams echoed of off the walls, and my desperate sounding voice only managed to turn me on more, if that was possible. The room was beginning to get steamy from the water, and my whole body was now wet. Beads of water ran down my chest and onto my Heartagram tattoo. I panted and took my hand away to just stare at my tattoo and my cock, which clearly needed some more attention...

I took one finger and gently rubbed the head of my cock, causing pleasure to shoot through my body. It actually made me shiver.

“Ville fuck me hard!” I cried again. I looked over the bathroom, noticing the bottle of mouthwash of the floor. Fuck it. I`d deal with it later.

I swore I heard a gentle noise outside of the bathroom door, but I thought it was just me being paranoid. After all, everyone had said that they wouldn’t be home until late, and it was still fairly early in the afternoon, so I didn`t have anything to worry about.

Or so I thought.

I was just about to wrap my hand once again around my aching cock when the bathroom door began to creak open. I froze and stared at it like a deer caught in the headlights, feeling like I was going to have a heart attack due to the panic that was crashing through my body. Had someone heard me screaming Ville`s name? I would never live it down if it was one of my friends who was on the other side of the door. They`d fucking tease me till the end of time, and it would not be fun.

The door opened, and someone stepped in, but I gasped at who it was. It wasn`t one of the my friends, it was...

Ville. A very naked Ville, I might add. He was completely naked, wearing only a seductive smirk on his face. His pale skin looked beautiful in front of the dark door, and his green eyes sparkled and danced a dance of pure sex and seduction.

“You called?” Ville asked, his voice low, making my whole body shake with lust for the man that stood in front of me. Everything he did was just so perfect. He brushed one of his curls out of his face and behind his ear slowly, sexually. He was still smirking, his lips so full and beautiful that I wanted to attack them with my own and kiss him long and hard. He tilted his head about a half-inch to the side, and I suddenly felt the urge to lick him and bite him and taste him. I wanted him to moan my name, and I wanted him to make me moan his.

“You...you heard me?” I asked foolishly, still staring at him, completely awe struck. He nodded and walked over to me, getting into the shower with me. I took a step back. The shower was fairly large, so we both had plenty of room, but I was busy thinking of the other benefits of a large shower...

“Yes Bammie, I heard you. Do you really want me to fuck you now, love?” he asked, gently pressing his lips against mine and rubbing his now wet body up against mine. I moaned against his lips, running my tongue over them. He tasted like vodka and nicotine and a bunch of other things that I couldn`t identify. I could hardly even think straight, what with him assaulting me with kisses.

“Fuck yea, Ville, I want you. I need you,” I moaned, pulling away from his kiss long enough to take in a breath of air. Ville smiled, nodded, and then went back to kissing me.

“I love you,” he said softly. I smiled softly, despite my aching erection. Ville always wanted me to know that he loved me before we did anything, no matter how horny we both were.

“Love you too,” I said, gently brushing my tongue up against Ville`s lips, sliding them over his teeth. He moaned and let me enter his mouth.

I let my tongue explore every inch of his mouth that was within reach. His mouth felt warm and wet and smooth, and it made me moan.

Well, I also might have moaned because Ville was now running his hands down my sides, letting his finger nails slide down my sides every so often, making me shiver. I pulled apart from our kiss.

“Ville, god, just fucking take me already,” I moaned as the Finnish man started kissing me all over; my forehead, my cheek, above my eye, and finally my ear, which he gently nibbled on.

“Foreplay first love,” he answered. I could tell that he loved teasing me, but I was willing to play along. This felt good, even if I was hella horny. The beads of water running down Ville`s chest, slowly sliding all the way down to his now rock hard cock made me gulp and wish that my hands were sliding down there instead of the water.

I could see Ville`s eyes moving slowly around the room until they fell on something, something that made him smirk again.

“Wait a moment now Bammie, I have an idea,” he whispered in my ear, flicking his tongue over my earlobe.

Ville got out of the bathtub to go over the black table that was next to my toilet. I had shampoo bottles on the table, as well as a roll of toilet paper. Ville looked at the shampoo bottles, selecting one and coming back over to me.

The shampoo bottle he had in his hand was orange, long and circular, and fairly large. As Ville stepped back into the tub to join me, I wondered what he was planning on doing with the shampoo bottle. He wasn`t going to wash his hair or something, was he? If he did, I would get so pissed off at him, because my cock was aching and throbbing and begging to be touched, and I needed Ville more than I`d ever needed anyone in my life.

“You aren`t gonna wash your hair, are you?” I asked him, confused. He smirked again.

“Oh no Bammie...ok now, I need you to get on your hands and knees for me,” he said, licking at his lips. I bit my lip to stop myself from moaning, and looked at him. Then I looked at the shampoo bottle, and knew what Ville was plotting. I smirked back at him.

“Ok,” I said, getting down on my hands and knees, facing the wall. What I really wanted was for Ville to slide his hard cock right up my ass, but I guess having him use a shampoo bottle on me could be fun...

I looked behind me to see Ville knelt there with the shampoo bottle. He was opening the bottle to squirt some of the thick, white shampoo onto his fingers. I moaned and shivered again as the water fell on us. This was just too damn hot.

“I`m going to finger you now, love,” Ville said, bringing two fingers to my opening.

“Oh fuck Ville,” I moaned as Ville effortlessly slid two shampoo-coated fingers up my ass.

I tightened myself around Ville`s fingers as he slid them out a little bit and then back in, making me want to buck and squirm and do a thousand other things, but I just moaned his name a little bit louder.

“You like having things up your ass then, Bam-Bam?” Ville asked seductively.

“Fuck yea,” I said, as he slid his fingers out.

I looked behind me as I heard the click of a bottle, and I saw Ville pour some more shampoo from the bottle onto his hand. He then covered the end of the bottle with it, which made me moan, just knowing that soon this bottle was going to be slid all the way up my ass by Ville.

“Ok, you ready for this?” Ville asked.

“Yea, just do it,” I said, moaning. My cock was aching worse now, and I longed for Ville to stroke it and take it into his mouth, but I knew that I had to be patient.

Ville pressed the end of the shampoo bottle up against my opening, then began to slowly push it in. I whimpered. He was pushing it in slowly, but it still hurt. After all, the bottle was really big. Almost as big as Ville`s cock.

I felt the bottle rub up against my spot after a little while, and I moaned loudly, my cock twitching. God, this felt so fucking good, I couldn`t even describe it.

“You like that?” Ville asked. I nodded.

“That`s a good boy,” Ville purred. I moaned and tightened myself around the bottle. The pain hadn`t been that bad, and it was going away quickly. Just the thoughts of what was going on were getting me even more turned on than before. Ville Valo had stuck a fucking large shampoo bottle up my ass, and soon, his cock would be up my ass. Fuck...

Ville pulled the bottle out gently and carefully, then pushed it back in. I arched my lower back farther up into the air as Ville repeated the sequence. The bottle felt so large inside of me and I loved it. It kept pressing against my spot, sending waves of pleasure coursing through my body.

“I think you`re ready now,” Ville said, pulling the shampoo bottle out of me and dropping it. I felt empty without it, and longed to have something large inside of me again.

“Get up, Bammie, love,” Ville instructed. I obeyed, getting up and turning to face him.

“How`d you like it if I slid my big erected cock right up your ass, hmmm Bammie?” Ville whispered in my ear, breathing in my ear and making me moan louder. Ville could almost make me orgasm just by using his words.

“I`d like that a lot,” I gasped, panting and moaning. Ville pulled away from me and smirked, reaching out to touch my lower chest. He pressed my back against the cold wall of the bathroom, making me shiver. The water was no longer falling on me, because Ville was in the way of it.

Ville moved his hand down to my aching cock and grabbed it in his hand, making me moan loudly and close my eyes in pleasure. This felt so good. I`d never remembered this feeling this good before.

I groaned in disapointment as Ville let go of my cock and kissed me again, his smooth, velvety lips pressing against mine. He spoke when he pulled away.

“Ok, now turn around and rest your hands on the wall and bend over a little bit,” Ville said, and I quickly turned around and did what he said, wanting more than anything to have my singer inside me. My heart jumped when I realized that in a few moment, I`d have my wish.

“I need more shampoo lube. Hold on, love, just stay like that and imagine my cock against your opening, slowly sliding into you,” Ville whispered again into my ear, making me growl lustfully.

I heard the shampoo bottle click open again, and I almost moaned, thinking about what was ahead. I saw out of the corner on my eye Ville coming back over to me, which got me very fucking excited.

“Ok love, you ready?” Ville asked.

“Just fuck me already,” I whimpered. Ville laughed that cute little laugh of his that now sounded sexy as all hell.

“Ok then, love,” he said.

Ville kissed my neck gently, breathing on my skin, making me shiver. Then he pressed his cock against my opening and slid himself in, pressing my chest against the cold bathroom wall. All these things made me gasp and shiver and moan all at once while waves of pleasure crashed through my body.

“Mmm, Ville, that feels so damn good,” I moaned.

“Good, love,” Ville purred back. He then pulled himself out a bit, then pushed back in, repeating this motion until he was going fast and we were both moaning loudly. It felt so good to have him inside me, so perfect, like we were one.

Ville reached between us and grabbed my cock, stroking it hard, making it twitch, and that was it. I came all over his hand, moaning and panting. A few seconds later, Ville came inside me, then he collapsed on top of me, our warm skin pressed together.

“That...that was so good,” Ville said.

“Oh...yea,” I panted, barly able to speak.

A moment passed. Then,

“Bammie, love?”

“Yes, Willa?”

“Can we get out? This water is fucking ice cold.”

Well I can tell you, I almost died laughing.