The Man In Black
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shadowhiveThe Man In Black
Pairing: Dan Jacobs/Jyrki
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Boot kink, bdsm
Notes: Belated Xmas fic forcarrythefire! So what I had to go on was Atreyu with Jyrki and somehow it’s ended up as this (it’s so long I dunno how oops!)
Dan was bored. He was back home after Atreyu had been touring and, while he had been grateful for the break at first he was bored out of his mind. It felt like there was nothing to do, nothing seemed to hold his attention, not watching tv, not gaming, nothing. It didn’t help that the guys weren’t around to hang out with. They were all either seeing their parents or on vacations.
He screwed his face up at the prospect of spending more than a few days with his own, but maybe they were right to go away. Maybe he could go to the beach, or to someplace he could see the sights.
But then again it wouldn’t be as fun doing it alone.
He sighed, about to contemplate finding something to take his mind off his boredom when his phone buzzed. “Thank fuck.” He reached for it and opened it up, seeing that it was a message from one of the guys in Asking Alexandria, James the drummer. Their bands had hung out a few times over the years and were even meant to co-headline a tour last year but they’d had to pull out. Shame, cause Dan had been hoping to finally hook up with the band’s sexy guitarist.
‘Hey man, I dunno if you have plans but I was just wondering if you’d want to come hang out at a festival we’re playing at in a few weeks.’
“Thank fuck, some excitement!” He grinned then instantly started working on a reply.
***
It turned out that the festival was called Nummirock and was in Finland, a place Atreyu hadn’t toured yet. It was a shame because as soon as he got to see the place he realised it was a beautiful country. It turned out that James had been wanting someone to come join the band for the festival so that he’d have a bit of company, after all most of the bands would probably be locals, or at least European and might not want to hang out with them. At least that was his thinking.
He also said he’d offered it to Dan first as a way of making up for having to pull out of the tour, which was sweet.
He’d met up with James and the guys at the airport, then went with them to the festival.
***
While they were on the hours long bus ride to the festival Dan took the opportunity to spend the time with the guys from the band.
Danny had a reputation as being a bit of a wild card. Actually that was a vast understatement. There was a time when he’d drink anyone under the table, but James had assured him those days were long gone. However his other trait, that he’d bend over for anyone that would ask, was still there.
Paul was new, having recently joined as a tour musician. He seemed to be a chill guy but it was hard to get a read on him. Dan did notice he had strong arms and he’d make a note to ask James for more details about him.
James of course was his friend and definitely the member he knew most well. He was easy to get along with and had fun stories, mostly at the expense of some of the others past tour antics. Plus they’d had a good time when they hooked up a few years back.
Sam was the band’s bassist, like James he was pretty easy going.
Lastly there was Cameron, Asking’s tall dark and handsome guitarist. He’d always thought he was hot because, well, Dan had eyes but ever since Brandon had told him about the time they hooked up he wanted a piece of the action.
Of course the vibes were slightly off, this was their first festival without Ben.
***
Dan had found that, no matter where they were, festivals were all basically the same. Sure the layouts were different but there was always a backstage, bars, various stages.
He paid close attention as he wandered round with James, getting the general lay of it. They had been given maps of course but James shared the same opinion as him. That is, when they were at a festival outside of the Uk or America it was best to be sure where everything was.
That was when Dan first saw him.
It was after they’d done their main wander around the backstage area and he spotted the man walking in the other direction. He was dressed head to toe in black, with his eyes concealed by sunglasses despite the day being cloudy. The only bit of colour on him was the lanyard he wore around his neck. There was something striking about him and Dan found himself watching him as he went, completely ignoring James. “Did you see that guy?”
“What guy?” Clearly James had been looking the other way and had missed him.
“He was so… Sexy.” He almost described him to James but then caught himself beforehand. He was probably in one of the more local bands on the bill and how would James be expected to know a someone from a Finnish band?
“Well I’m sure there’ll be another guy that’ll distract your attention soon enough.” James laughed, shaking his head. “Come on, I dunno about you but I could use a drink after all that walking.”
***
Dan wasn’t able to get the guy out of his head and, once he had that drink and returned to Asking’s bus, he got his phone out and looked through all the bands on the bill, hoping he’d see him among the lineups.
Despite looking up each band twice he had no luck spotting him. The mystery guy didn’t appear to be in any of the pictures of the bands at the festival. He guessed he could be a new addition to one of them, or a replacement, or here to do guest vocals. Or he could be like he was, a guest of one of the acts.
He sighed in disappointment.
Still it wasn’t a total loss, there was some band on the same stage as Asking but later in the night and they looked like they could be interesting. He couldn’t even imagine how to say their name, but every pic of them looked wild.
Maybe seeing them would distract him.
***
Dan stood at the side of the stage, watching as Asking played their set. Usually his gaze would be following Cameron, watching those fingers work on his guitar and imagining them inside him but he found he couldn’t focus on him.
It was strange, how seeing a strange man just for a few moments had taken over his thoughts. It’s not as if he even knew the guy’s name, which made it even worse.
He sighed, then looked across the stage almost distractedly looking between Asking’s band members.
And that’s when he saw him again.
He was standing on the opposite side of the stage, watching the band. He looked like he remembered him, clad in a black leather outfit and his eyes still concealed by those shades of his. Dan wasn’t sure if he’d been there long, but now he knew he was there he couldn’t take his eyes of him.
He hated this, that he was so close and yet so far.
Then again maybe that was for the best. For all he knew he didn’t speak English and would see his advances as being pathetic. But still…
He kept his gaze on him, then Sam crossed his eyeline and then he was gone.
Fuck.
***
After Asking’s set he hung out with the guys as long as he was able to and then he excused himself. James rolled his eyes, an amused smile on his face as he left.
Dan knew that chances of finding the guy were slim but he was undeterred, looking around the backstage and vip areas but there was no sign of him at all. He even checked the stages, just in case he was either on stage or watching but again nothing. As he wandered around the backstage area again he wished that he took a discrete picture, then he’d at least be able to ask people ‘have you seen this man?’
***
“Fuck you missed out man.” James grinned as he returned to the bus, which Dan had returned to when he finally gave up the search. “Those guys… I’ve not seen a performance like it.”
James looked a bit flushed, his hair disheveled and it was clear he’d missed out on something. “I’m glad at least one of us got some action.”
James’ cheeks reddened a little more. “Well you could have done too if you’d checked your phone, I did text you.” Dan hadn’t even bothered to checked his phone but not he wished he had. “And you’ll note.” James gestured around at the empty space. “That the whole band went out and I’m the only one that came back early.”
Now that made Dan curious enough to ask, even though he was sure it would end with ‘and they all stayed for drinks’ instead of anything exciting. “So what happened?”
The grin returned to James’ face. “Well let me start with what their set was like…”
***
Dan laid in the bunk as the bus made its way back to Helsinki. He did regret missing James’ message because that did sound like a wild show and he didn’t expect the whole band to have ended up hanging out with them after.
Well if James’ account was anything to go by hanging out was an extremely tame way of putting it. Especially when the others came back later, every one of them looking in a worse state than James.
Unlike James they weren’t as forthcoming as to what happened, though the way some of them were walking? He could guess.
Even though he’d clearly missed a great time his mystery guy still filled his head. If he had a choice between talking to him or finding out what happened with Asking and that band? Talking would win out every time.
Fuck, what was wrong with him?
Not for the first time since he’d saw him, Dan slipped his hand under the covers and started to play with himself.
***
They had a few nights in a hotel in Helsinki before their flight and the guys decided they should go to a bar.
The place was called The Riff and, as the name implied, it had a largely musical theme to it. James went with Cameron to get the first round of drinks and when his friend returned he grabbed him by the arm. “You’re gonna want to see this.”
Behind the counter of the bar there was a wall of Polaroid pictures. At first he thought they were just regular patrons, but then he recognised a few faces that he’d come to know on the festival circuit. Every picture had who they were at the bottom and for a moment he thought James had bought him to play a game of spot who they knew.
“On the bottom left corner.” James whispered in his ear and Dan immediately looked there and that’s when he saw him.
There was his mystery man,
Frustratingly unlike the others it was left blank, with no name as to who he was or which band he belonged to. But the fact that he was there at all meant he had to be in one. “Excuse me.” He asked the bartender, a guy with long dark hair, “do you know who that is?”
The guy looked at the picture, then at him and shook his head, speaking in a German accent. “I don’t know, I’ve not been here long. But those are pics of all the bands that have come through here. Jussi, the bar owner might know though.”
“Oh!” Dan couldn’t help the excitement in his voice, “Is he here tonight?”
The man shook his head and his heart sank. “He’s out of town on business. But there’s just been a big festival, some of the bands might pass through so one of them might know.”
“Thanks.” Dan replied, trying not to let his disappointment show. While it was ok advice he didn’t feel like he could pester random Finns about some guy he didn’t know.
They returned to their booth in the corner and downed some of his drink as James tapped away at his phone.
***
By the time he’d finished his drink he was considering calling a night and heading back to the hotel. James had been checking his phone the whole night and the others had been talking about how the festival went.
He was about to excuse himself when James leaned in, whispering in his ear. “I have a name for you.”
Dan gave him a confused look and James gave him his phone. There was an instagram page, filled with pictures of the mystery man. “His name is Jyrki. He’s a singer in The 69 Eyes. Apparently he’s a regular at the festival and, even though his band weren’t playing, they offered him a pass anyway.”
“How did you…”
“I took a snapshot of the Polaroid while you were talking to the bartender. Then I sent it and a message to the guy I was with at the festival.” He looked incredibly pleased with himself and, Dan had to admit, with good reason.
“I owe you one.” Dan grinned, getting out his own phone so he could open up the man’s instagram and save it.
“Yeah you do.” James returned the grin, then added, with a waggle of his eyebrows. “Apparently he’s also a regular here so you never know…” Dan hoped that he was right, that he’d show up before they left but knowing his luck…
As he looked down at the pictures on his phone James leaned in and whispered. “And there’s something else you should know too. He’s a dom top.” At that his heart quickened even more, his mind racing with the possibilities those words entailed.
Fuck he hoped he would be there.
***
For the second round he switched to lemonade, to the groans of some of the others and a smirk from James. Danny left then, apparently he’d remembered something he’d done on his last visit here and so he made a quick exit. Sam decided to call it a night too, though the way he said it implied he was more going so Danny wasn’t alone.
As the band talked Dan’s eyes darted around from the bar to the door, checking out anyone he saw coming in. There were some attractive people which might have caught his eye if he wasn’t focussed on looking for one.
When it was time for the third round Paul called it a night so it was just the three of them, him, James and Cameron. If the situation was different he might have ‘encouraged’ James to call it too so he’d be alone with Cameron so he could shoot his shot. Part of him did consider it, after all Cameron was here and Jyrki, as hot as he was, might not even show up.
He mulled it over as he went to the bar to get their drinks. It was busier now so he had time to mill it over as he waited. He finally decided that if there was no sign after these drinks he would ask Cameron if he’d be interested having a bit of fun.
Almost as soon as the thought entered his head he caught sight of black out of the corner of his eyes and, when he turned to look he saw him.
Jyrki.
He must have come in while he was waiting and he looked much like he was in the pictures, dressed in black, his black hair hanging past his shoulders. He was still wearing the shades despite being inside and it being night.
“You’re Jyrki aren’t you?” The man turned his head to look at him, his lip quirking into a smirk.
“Yes I am.” He inclined his head slight and Dan could feel him looking him up and down. Although he couldn’t see his eyes it felt like they were assessing him. “You were at the festival.”
“Yeah.” Dan replied, nodding eagerly. “I was there with my friend’s band…”
“Yes I saw.” Jyrki cut him off, before turning, clearly scanning the bar until he spotted Cameron and James who were talking amongst themselves. He turned his attention back to Dan. “They were decent.” He said after a moments thought and Dan wasn’t sure if that was a compliment from him or not. “But you didn’t strike up a conversation with me about the festival did you.”
“No I didn’t.” Dan shook his head in confirmation. “I’ve not been able to get you out of my head since I saw you. I was hoping we could…” He wasn’t exactly sure what he should say. He was used to being forward with English and American guys but Finns? He had no idea.
Before he could even decide how to finish his thought Jyrki had leaned in, lowering his voice. “You want me to fuck you, don’t you.”
Again it wasn’t a question but Dan nodded nonetheless. “Yeah I would. Please.”
Jyrki chuckled softly then there was a few moments where he was clearly considering. “Follow me.” He spoke, then moved away from the crowd around the bar, leaving Dan to follow in his wake. To his surprise he didn’t lead him out of the bar, but instead to a door with a sign in Finnish. Jyrki pushed it open then headed inside.
The door closed behind them and the sounds of the bar instantly became muffled.
Jyrki lead him down the corridor, ignoring the doors either side until he stopped in front of one at the end of the corridor. He produced a key from his jacket pocket, opening the door and leading them through it, down the set of stairs that were beyond it. They led down into a basement and he gasped in surprise at what he saw. Instead of what would be expected under a bar, kegs and bottles of drink it was clearly a room designed for fucking. There was a bed, cages, various kinds of restraints.
“If this is too much for you, you can go back to your friends.” Jyrki told him when he turned to face him, an eyebrow raised. He could feel himself being assessed again.
“No it’s not it’s just… a surprise is all.” Dan looked around, taking it all in, wondering what was hidden inside the chests and drawers around the room. “And it’s impressive, is this all yours?”
Jyrki replied with a laugh. “This is Jussi’s, though I’ve contributed so he lets me use it whenever I want. With men I know though, I take them home to my own space.” He paused as he stared at Dan. “Which reminds me, I don’t even know your name.”
“Dan, Dan Jacobs, I’m in a band called Atreyu I’m the…”
He waved his hands almost dismissively and Dan shut his mouth. “That’s all I need to know. You will call me Herra. I will call you whatever I feel like. I thrust a little slut like you doesn’t have any limits?”
Dan shook his head. At this moment there was nothing he could think of that he wouldn’t do for this man. “No Herra.” He quickly added, liking the way the unfamiliar word sounded.
He raised his eyebrow again, then nodded. “From now on you will do as I say without question. For starters strip, so I know what I’m working with.” He gestured to a crate by the wall. “Put your things in there.”
“Yes Herra.” Dan nodded and instantly started undressing, removing his clothing as quickly as he could.
It didn’t take him long for him to be completely naked, which was a skill he’d learned through hook ups on the road. His clothing and shoes were all in the crate, which was clearly a repurposed one from the bar. He stood before Jyrki, his hands behind his back and he waited.
As Jyrki looked him over, circling around him like a predator examining his prey, Dan kept as still as possible. With anyone else he might have made some quip or shook his ass, but he didn’t feel it would be right to do that with him.
It didn’t take long before Jyrki returned to stand back in front of him, nodding slightly. Then he moved away, striding across the room and taking a seat across from him. “Crawl to me you pathetic little slut.”
The words sent a wave of arousal through him and then he was down on his hands and knees, crawling across the wooden floor until he was before him. There was something about the sight of Jyrki in that chair, with his legs spread. Somehow it made him look powerful. His eyes were drawn to his bulge and he wondered if he was hard under the leather of his pants. “You will get my dick when you earn it not before.” His face was slightly flushed at the words and he opened his mouth to apologise but was cut off. “You can start by licking my boots.”
He lifted his right one off the floor, presenting it to Dan and he took a moment to examine them. They were fairly clean so he wondered if someone at the festival had been made to do this before he’d left, or maybe they were just a clean pair he’d put on once he got back to the city. Either way he leaned in, starting to lick across the toe of the boot.
After licking across the leather of the top of the boot he switched to the sole, licking along the crevices, picking out the few tiny stones he found in them. He noted, with some satisfaction, that Jyrki seemed to be impressed. He quietly wondered if he’d just expected him to lick the surface of the boot and not the underside.
He returned to the top of the boot, licking over the leather, around the laces and buckles, before switching to give the other boot the exact same treatment. With the left he started with the sole, then finished with the toe.
“Hmmm you did a decent job.… for an American.” Although the words were almost dismissive, his tone suggested he was impressed which gave he a slight sense of pride. His hand reached down, gripping and pulling on Dan’s hair yanking his head back. “Try not to look so smug.”
“Sorry Herra, of course.” He kept a grip on his hair, the slight pain going straight to his dick.
He clearly noticed, tutting and moving his booted foot to press it against his balls. He let out a low groan, the pressure making him ache even more. “I had you pegged the moment I saw you. That you were a submissive and a little pain slut.” He pressed his boot a little harder. “I bet you could cum just from this.”
Dan nodded, suspecting he was right. “Yes Herra.”
“At least you’re honest.” Jyrki let go of his hair, moving his boot away and Dan bit back a whimper at the loss of contact. The other man rose from his seat and very easily, much to Dan’s joy, manhandled him. That was another thing that Dan always loved, having a stronger man take control and move him around, so he let him do what he wanted. He was manhandled to his feet, his hands pulled up and locked in shackles hanging from the ceiling.
Once he was secured Jyrki moved away. Dan twisted his head, trying to follow him with his eyes but he went behind him. Although he couldn’t see he could hear, hear his footsteps, then him opening something, rummage around and then walk back towards him. He waited with bated breath, not sure what to expect, which just made the whole thing more exciting.
He took a breath. Two. Three.
Something lashed his back, making him cry out in pain, his eyes squeezing shut. That was quickly followed by another blow, then another and another. Each landed in a different place, his lower back, his ass, between his shoulder blades. Each one sent a shiver of pain and pleasure through him. Jyrki hit him a few more times, then stopped, walking around his hanging body to stand in front of him.
In his hand there was a flogger.
“You like that don’t you. Filthy little painslut.” Before Dan could respond he hit him again, this time on his belly, then his chest, catching each of his nipples. The pain of each of the hits went straight to his dick, moans and cries of pain spilling from his lips. Jyrki smirked, lashing each of his thighs. “I bet you could cum just from this.” He whispered in a low voice as he brushed the flogger against his erection. “But I think you would rather have my cock.”
“Please….” Dan replied his voice sounding slightly strained.
Jyrki just laughed, then went behind him again, hitting his ass one last time before moving away. Dan took a breath, hearing him move around behind him.
Thankfully he didn’t have to wait for long before he was back, a hand gripping his ass to pull his cheeks apart. “Although you’re clearly a slut, I’ll be kind and finger you.” Before Dan could thank him two fingers were thrust into him, making him let out a moan. Jyrki wasted no time in fingering him open, spreading and twisting his fingers. His neglected cock ached with every movement and he had a feeling Jyrki was purposely avoiding his spot, which he was glad about.
After a few minutes he removed his fingers, then Dan heard his zipper being undone and, after what he assumed was a moment to apply lube, he felt it press against him. Jyrki gripped his hips and then, instead of sinking into him he pulled Dan back onto his cock.
He let out a low groan as it filled him, his eyes fluttering. There really was no better feeling than getting a good hard fucking. The only thing that came close was performing on stage in front of a crowd. Jyrki kept his grip on him staying completely still and moving Dan.
It was a strange feeling, being pushed off and pulled back onto his cock, but it only served to turn Dan on even more. He did wonder what it would be like if the shackles were higher, so he was off the ground and fully swinging.
Dan closed his eyes enjoying the feeling of this Finnish man manhandling him, using him as little mor than a fleshlight.
Jyrki’s teeth sinking into his skin made him yelp. He was sure he’d have gone for his neck if he could, but since his arms were in the way they sank into his left one, just above his armpit. He hoped that it would leave a mark.
When his mouth left his skin he went for the same spot on the his right, biting into his flesh hard enough that he cried out even though he expected it this time. His tongue licked across the mark, then he pulled away, growling. “I bet you’re close.”
“Yes Herra.” Dan replied, his head feeling dizzy from both the pain and the pleasure, his cock now catching his spot every time he pulled back. He was proud of himself that he’d not shot his load already.
One of his hands left his hip, moving to thigh, over the mark he’d left there. “I guess I can touch this pathetic thing, since you’ve done a decent job pleasing me.” He ran a finger along his cock, sending a shiver through him.
Then he took him in hand and started to stroke.
Since he was now holding Dan with one hand he now started to thrust in and out of him, setting a rough pace. It was all so much, too much and Dan felt his whole body tremble.
“Cum.” Jyrki growled behind his head and that word was enough. Dan shot his load, his load spurting out into the room in front of him, a loud moan of pleasure escaping his lips.
Jyrki let him go, returning his hand to it’s place on his hip only this time he kept pounding into him. The next few moments felt like a blur, Dan lost in the pleasure from his orgasm, the rough thrusts meaning he couldn’t catch his breath.
He wasn’t sure how much longer Jyrki lasted, but eventually he let out a sound that was a mix of a growl and a grunt and Dan felt him cum inside him.
He vaguely felt him pull out, then heard the sound of a zipper. One of Jyrki’s arms wrapped around him, while the other undid the shackles holding him up. Dan was grateful for that as he was sure he’d fall to a heap on the floor. Jyrki carried him over to the bed, setting him down on it, before returning to the chair.
Dan took the time to catch his breath, his body feeling over sensitive and the fresh wounds aching but in the best way. Only when he felt he could move did he sit up, looking at the other man. The movement made him look up from his phone, which he appeared to be casually browsing. “That was…”
“You were good.” Jyrki cut him off and Dan wondered if that was an improvement to decent. “Your band has never played here, you should remedy that.” Dan nodded in agreement, still a little breathless.
“Yes Herra, we will.” He hoped that meant they’d have a round two if they did, but he could pnt find the words.
Jyrki got up and dragged the crate with his clothes over to him. “Best get dressed, your friends will be waiting.”
Dan nodded, getting off the bed and started to dress, watching the man as he left him there.
***
Once he was dressed he returned upstairs and James and Cameron were both still at the booth. He’d expected to James to still be there but Cameron was a surprise. He walked a little unsteadily over to them, returning to his place beside James. James gave him a look, almost wide eyed and he was sure he was about to ask what happened.
“Well someone looks like they got throughly fucked.” Cameron smirked as he looked him up and down, making Dan flush.
“Yeah, I did.” Dan flashed him a grin, leaning over to look at him. “Jealous?”
Cameron leaned over the table, so he was a little closer to him. “I don’t let any man fuck my ass.” As he spoke Dan could smell the alcohol on his breath and fuck, he could use a drink after that. “But if you’re asking if I’m jealous of him fucking you and leaving you in a state like this…” He paused, looking him up and down, then meeting his eyes. Dan’s heart beat a little faster and Cameron smirked, giving his head a little nod. “I guess I am.”
Out of the corner of his eye he caught sight of James, his mouth agape as the words hung in the air between them. Then Cameron leaned back, grabbing the beer from in front of him, downing the rest of it in one go.
He debated for a moment I’d hee be able to let Cameron have a bash at him, but between how sore his body felt and how much they’d had to drink since they’d got here…
“Well we’re not heading home until the day after tomorrow so if you wanna have a go at my sweet ass big boy…” He winked at him, giving him a slightly smug look then grabbed James’ drink, taking a long swig from it to quench his thirst.
Cameron smirked at him, then nodded, wetting his lips. “Yeah I do. But for now I’m gonna turn in. I’ll see you both at breakfast.” Then he got up and headed out leaving the two of them alone.
“What the fuck.” James whispered when once he’d left and Dan just flashed him a grin.
“If I’d known all it would take to get Cam interested was to get fucked by a handsome stranger I’d have done it sooner.” He grinned and James just looked a bit dumbfounded. “Now I’m parched, I’m gonna get a drink, I promise not to go off with anyone this time.”
He certainly owed his friend a drink and a tale of what was actually down there, though maybe he’d keep the details to himself.
Pairing: Dan Jacobs/Jyrki
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Boot kink, bdsm
Notes: Belated Xmas fic for
carrythefire! So what I had to go on was Atreyu with Jyrki and somehow it’s ended up as this (it’s so long I dunno how oops!)Dan was bored. He was back home after Atreyu had been touring and, while he had been grateful for the break at first he was bored out of his mind. It felt like there was nothing to do, nothing seemed to hold his attention, not watching tv, not gaming, nothing. It didn’t help that the guys weren’t around to hang out with. They were all either seeing their parents or on vacations.
He screwed his face up at the prospect of spending more than a few days with his own, but maybe they were right to go away. Maybe he could go to the beach, or to someplace he could see the sights.
But then again it wouldn’t be as fun doing it alone.
He sighed, about to contemplate finding something to take his mind off his boredom when his phone buzzed. “Thank fuck.” He reached for it and opened it up, seeing that it was a message from one of the guys in Asking Alexandria, James the drummer. Their bands had hung out a few times over the years and were even meant to co-headline a tour last year but they’d had to pull out. Shame, cause Dan had been hoping to finally hook up with the band’s sexy guitarist.
‘Hey man, I dunno if you have plans but I was just wondering if you’d want to come hang out at a festival we’re playing at in a few weeks.’
“Thank fuck, some excitement!” He grinned then instantly started working on a reply.
***
It turned out that the festival was called Nummirock and was in Finland, a place Atreyu hadn’t toured yet. It was a shame because as soon as he got to see the place he realised it was a beautiful country. It turned out that James had been wanting someone to come join the band for the festival so that he’d have a bit of company, after all most of the bands would probably be locals, or at least European and might not want to hang out with them. At least that was his thinking.
He also said he’d offered it to Dan first as a way of making up for having to pull out of the tour, which was sweet.
He’d met up with James and the guys at the airport, then went with them to the festival.
***
While they were on the hours long bus ride to the festival Dan took the opportunity to spend the time with the guys from the band.
Danny had a reputation as being a bit of a wild card. Actually that was a vast understatement. There was a time when he’d drink anyone under the table, but James had assured him those days were long gone. However his other trait, that he’d bend over for anyone that would ask, was still there.
Paul was new, having recently joined as a tour musician. He seemed to be a chill guy but it was hard to get a read on him. Dan did notice he had strong arms and he’d make a note to ask James for more details about him.
James of course was his friend and definitely the member he knew most well. He was easy to get along with and had fun stories, mostly at the expense of some of the others past tour antics. Plus they’d had a good time when they hooked up a few years back.
Sam was the band’s bassist, like James he was pretty easy going.
Lastly there was Cameron, Asking’s tall dark and handsome guitarist. He’d always thought he was hot because, well, Dan had eyes but ever since Brandon had told him about the time they hooked up he wanted a piece of the action.
Of course the vibes were slightly off, this was their first festival without Ben.
***
Dan had found that, no matter where they were, festivals were all basically the same. Sure the layouts were different but there was always a backstage, bars, various stages.
He paid close attention as he wandered round with James, getting the general lay of it. They had been given maps of course but James shared the same opinion as him. That is, when they were at a festival outside of the Uk or America it was best to be sure where everything was.
That was when Dan first saw him.
It was after they’d done their main wander around the backstage area and he spotted the man walking in the other direction. He was dressed head to toe in black, with his eyes concealed by sunglasses despite the day being cloudy. The only bit of colour on him was the lanyard he wore around his neck. There was something striking about him and Dan found himself watching him as he went, completely ignoring James. “Did you see that guy?”
“What guy?” Clearly James had been looking the other way and had missed him.
“He was so… Sexy.” He almost described him to James but then caught himself beforehand. He was probably in one of the more local bands on the bill and how would James be expected to know a someone from a Finnish band?
“Well I’m sure there’ll be another guy that’ll distract your attention soon enough.” James laughed, shaking his head. “Come on, I dunno about you but I could use a drink after all that walking.”
***
Dan wasn’t able to get the guy out of his head and, once he had that drink and returned to Asking’s bus, he got his phone out and looked through all the bands on the bill, hoping he’d see him among the lineups.
Despite looking up each band twice he had no luck spotting him. The mystery guy didn’t appear to be in any of the pictures of the bands at the festival. He guessed he could be a new addition to one of them, or a replacement, or here to do guest vocals. Or he could be like he was, a guest of one of the acts.
He sighed in disappointment.
Still it wasn’t a total loss, there was some band on the same stage as Asking but later in the night and they looked like they could be interesting. He couldn’t even imagine how to say their name, but every pic of them looked wild.
Maybe seeing them would distract him.
***
Dan stood at the side of the stage, watching as Asking played their set. Usually his gaze would be following Cameron, watching those fingers work on his guitar and imagining them inside him but he found he couldn’t focus on him.
It was strange, how seeing a strange man just for a few moments had taken over his thoughts. It’s not as if he even knew the guy’s name, which made it even worse.
He sighed, then looked across the stage almost distractedly looking between Asking’s band members.
And that’s when he saw him again.
He was standing on the opposite side of the stage, watching the band. He looked like he remembered him, clad in a black leather outfit and his eyes still concealed by those shades of his. Dan wasn’t sure if he’d been there long, but now he knew he was there he couldn’t take his eyes of him.
He hated this, that he was so close and yet so far.
Then again maybe that was for the best. For all he knew he didn’t speak English and would see his advances as being pathetic. But still…
He kept his gaze on him, then Sam crossed his eyeline and then he was gone.
Fuck.
***
After Asking’s set he hung out with the guys as long as he was able to and then he excused himself. James rolled his eyes, an amused smile on his face as he left.
Dan knew that chances of finding the guy were slim but he was undeterred, looking around the backstage and vip areas but there was no sign of him at all. He even checked the stages, just in case he was either on stage or watching but again nothing. As he wandered around the backstage area again he wished that he took a discrete picture, then he’d at least be able to ask people ‘have you seen this man?’
***
“Fuck you missed out man.” James grinned as he returned to the bus, which Dan had returned to when he finally gave up the search. “Those guys… I’ve not seen a performance like it.”
James looked a bit flushed, his hair disheveled and it was clear he’d missed out on something. “I’m glad at least one of us got some action.”
James’ cheeks reddened a little more. “Well you could have done too if you’d checked your phone, I did text you.” Dan hadn’t even bothered to checked his phone but not he wished he had. “And you’ll note.” James gestured around at the empty space. “That the whole band went out and I’m the only one that came back early.”
Now that made Dan curious enough to ask, even though he was sure it would end with ‘and they all stayed for drinks’ instead of anything exciting. “So what happened?”
The grin returned to James’ face. “Well let me start with what their set was like…”
***
Dan laid in the bunk as the bus made its way back to Helsinki. He did regret missing James’ message because that did sound like a wild show and he didn’t expect the whole band to have ended up hanging out with them after.
Well if James’ account was anything to go by hanging out was an extremely tame way of putting it. Especially when the others came back later, every one of them looking in a worse state than James.
Unlike James they weren’t as forthcoming as to what happened, though the way some of them were walking? He could guess.
Even though he’d clearly missed a great time his mystery guy still filled his head. If he had a choice between talking to him or finding out what happened with Asking and that band? Talking would win out every time.
Fuck, what was wrong with him?
Not for the first time since he’d saw him, Dan slipped his hand under the covers and started to play with himself.
***
They had a few nights in a hotel in Helsinki before their flight and the guys decided they should go to a bar.
The place was called The Riff and, as the name implied, it had a largely musical theme to it. James went with Cameron to get the first round of drinks and when his friend returned he grabbed him by the arm. “You’re gonna want to see this.”
Behind the counter of the bar there was a wall of Polaroid pictures. At first he thought they were just regular patrons, but then he recognised a few faces that he’d come to know on the festival circuit. Every picture had who they were at the bottom and for a moment he thought James had bought him to play a game of spot who they knew.
“On the bottom left corner.” James whispered in his ear and Dan immediately looked there and that’s when he saw him.
There was his mystery man,
Frustratingly unlike the others it was left blank, with no name as to who he was or which band he belonged to. But the fact that he was there at all meant he had to be in one. “Excuse me.” He asked the bartender, a guy with long dark hair, “do you know who that is?”
The guy looked at the picture, then at him and shook his head, speaking in a German accent. “I don’t know, I’ve not been here long. But those are pics of all the bands that have come through here. Jussi, the bar owner might know though.”
“Oh!” Dan couldn’t help the excitement in his voice, “Is he here tonight?”
The man shook his head and his heart sank. “He’s out of town on business. But there’s just been a big festival, some of the bands might pass through so one of them might know.”
“Thanks.” Dan replied, trying not to let his disappointment show. While it was ok advice he didn’t feel like he could pester random Finns about some guy he didn’t know.
They returned to their booth in the corner and downed some of his drink as James tapped away at his phone.
***
By the time he’d finished his drink he was considering calling a night and heading back to the hotel. James had been checking his phone the whole night and the others had been talking about how the festival went.
He was about to excuse himself when James leaned in, whispering in his ear. “I have a name for you.”
Dan gave him a confused look and James gave him his phone. There was an instagram page, filled with pictures of the mystery man. “His name is Jyrki. He’s a singer in The 69 Eyes. Apparently he’s a regular at the festival and, even though his band weren’t playing, they offered him a pass anyway.”
“How did you…”
“I took a snapshot of the Polaroid while you were talking to the bartender. Then I sent it and a message to the guy I was with at the festival.” He looked incredibly pleased with himself and, Dan had to admit, with good reason.
“I owe you one.” Dan grinned, getting out his own phone so he could open up the man’s instagram and save it.
“Yeah you do.” James returned the grin, then added, with a waggle of his eyebrows. “Apparently he’s also a regular here so you never know…” Dan hoped that he was right, that he’d show up before they left but knowing his luck…
As he looked down at the pictures on his phone James leaned in and whispered. “And there’s something else you should know too. He’s a dom top.” At that his heart quickened even more, his mind racing with the possibilities those words entailed.
Fuck he hoped he would be there.
***
For the second round he switched to lemonade, to the groans of some of the others and a smirk from James. Danny left then, apparently he’d remembered something he’d done on his last visit here and so he made a quick exit. Sam decided to call it a night too, though the way he said it implied he was more going so Danny wasn’t alone.
As the band talked Dan’s eyes darted around from the bar to the door, checking out anyone he saw coming in. There were some attractive people which might have caught his eye if he wasn’t focussed on looking for one.
When it was time for the third round Paul called it a night so it was just the three of them, him, James and Cameron. If the situation was different he might have ‘encouraged’ James to call it too so he’d be alone with Cameron so he could shoot his shot. Part of him did consider it, after all Cameron was here and Jyrki, as hot as he was, might not even show up.
He mulled it over as he went to the bar to get their drinks. It was busier now so he had time to mill it over as he waited. He finally decided that if there was no sign after these drinks he would ask Cameron if he’d be interested having a bit of fun.
Almost as soon as the thought entered his head he caught sight of black out of the corner of his eyes and, when he turned to look he saw him.
Jyrki.
He must have come in while he was waiting and he looked much like he was in the pictures, dressed in black, his black hair hanging past his shoulders. He was still wearing the shades despite being inside and it being night.
“You’re Jyrki aren’t you?” The man turned his head to look at him, his lip quirking into a smirk.
“Yes I am.” He inclined his head slight and Dan could feel him looking him up and down. Although he couldn’t see his eyes it felt like they were assessing him. “You were at the festival.”
“Yeah.” Dan replied, nodding eagerly. “I was there with my friend’s band…”
“Yes I saw.” Jyrki cut him off, before turning, clearly scanning the bar until he spotted Cameron and James who were talking amongst themselves. He turned his attention back to Dan. “They were decent.” He said after a moments thought and Dan wasn’t sure if that was a compliment from him or not. “But you didn’t strike up a conversation with me about the festival did you.”
“No I didn’t.” Dan shook his head in confirmation. “I’ve not been able to get you out of my head since I saw you. I was hoping we could…” He wasn’t exactly sure what he should say. He was used to being forward with English and American guys but Finns? He had no idea.
Before he could even decide how to finish his thought Jyrki had leaned in, lowering his voice. “You want me to fuck you, don’t you.”
Again it wasn’t a question but Dan nodded nonetheless. “Yeah I would. Please.”
Jyrki chuckled softly then there was a few moments where he was clearly considering. “Follow me.” He spoke, then moved away from the crowd around the bar, leaving Dan to follow in his wake. To his surprise he didn’t lead him out of the bar, but instead to a door with a sign in Finnish. Jyrki pushed it open then headed inside.
The door closed behind them and the sounds of the bar instantly became muffled.
Jyrki lead him down the corridor, ignoring the doors either side until he stopped in front of one at the end of the corridor. He produced a key from his jacket pocket, opening the door and leading them through it, down the set of stairs that were beyond it. They led down into a basement and he gasped in surprise at what he saw. Instead of what would be expected under a bar, kegs and bottles of drink it was clearly a room designed for fucking. There was a bed, cages, various kinds of restraints.
“If this is too much for you, you can go back to your friends.” Jyrki told him when he turned to face him, an eyebrow raised. He could feel himself being assessed again.
“No it’s not it’s just… a surprise is all.” Dan looked around, taking it all in, wondering what was hidden inside the chests and drawers around the room. “And it’s impressive, is this all yours?”
Jyrki replied with a laugh. “This is Jussi’s, though I’ve contributed so he lets me use it whenever I want. With men I know though, I take them home to my own space.” He paused as he stared at Dan. “Which reminds me, I don’t even know your name.”
“Dan, Dan Jacobs, I’m in a band called Atreyu I’m the…”
He waved his hands almost dismissively and Dan shut his mouth. “That’s all I need to know. You will call me Herra. I will call you whatever I feel like. I thrust a little slut like you doesn’t have any limits?”
Dan shook his head. At this moment there was nothing he could think of that he wouldn’t do for this man. “No Herra.” He quickly added, liking the way the unfamiliar word sounded.
He raised his eyebrow again, then nodded. “From now on you will do as I say without question. For starters strip, so I know what I’m working with.” He gestured to a crate by the wall. “Put your things in there.”
“Yes Herra.” Dan nodded and instantly started undressing, removing his clothing as quickly as he could.
It didn’t take him long for him to be completely naked, which was a skill he’d learned through hook ups on the road. His clothing and shoes were all in the crate, which was clearly a repurposed one from the bar. He stood before Jyrki, his hands behind his back and he waited.
As Jyrki looked him over, circling around him like a predator examining his prey, Dan kept as still as possible. With anyone else he might have made some quip or shook his ass, but he didn’t feel it would be right to do that with him.
It didn’t take long before Jyrki returned to stand back in front of him, nodding slightly. Then he moved away, striding across the room and taking a seat across from him. “Crawl to me you pathetic little slut.”
The words sent a wave of arousal through him and then he was down on his hands and knees, crawling across the wooden floor until he was before him. There was something about the sight of Jyrki in that chair, with his legs spread. Somehow it made him look powerful. His eyes were drawn to his bulge and he wondered if he was hard under the leather of his pants. “You will get my dick when you earn it not before.” His face was slightly flushed at the words and he opened his mouth to apologise but was cut off. “You can start by licking my boots.”
He lifted his right one off the floor, presenting it to Dan and he took a moment to examine them. They were fairly clean so he wondered if someone at the festival had been made to do this before he’d left, or maybe they were just a clean pair he’d put on once he got back to the city. Either way he leaned in, starting to lick across the toe of the boot.
After licking across the leather of the top of the boot he switched to the sole, licking along the crevices, picking out the few tiny stones he found in them. He noted, with some satisfaction, that Jyrki seemed to be impressed. He quietly wondered if he’d just expected him to lick the surface of the boot and not the underside.
He returned to the top of the boot, licking over the leather, around the laces and buckles, before switching to give the other boot the exact same treatment. With the left he started with the sole, then finished with the toe.
“Hmmm you did a decent job.… for an American.” Although the words were almost dismissive, his tone suggested he was impressed which gave he a slight sense of pride. His hand reached down, gripping and pulling on Dan’s hair yanking his head back. “Try not to look so smug.”
“Sorry Herra, of course.” He kept a grip on his hair, the slight pain going straight to his dick.
He clearly noticed, tutting and moving his booted foot to press it against his balls. He let out a low groan, the pressure making him ache even more. “I had you pegged the moment I saw you. That you were a submissive and a little pain slut.” He pressed his boot a little harder. “I bet you could cum just from this.”
Dan nodded, suspecting he was right. “Yes Herra.”
“At least you’re honest.” Jyrki let go of his hair, moving his boot away and Dan bit back a whimper at the loss of contact. The other man rose from his seat and very easily, much to Dan’s joy, manhandled him. That was another thing that Dan always loved, having a stronger man take control and move him around, so he let him do what he wanted. He was manhandled to his feet, his hands pulled up and locked in shackles hanging from the ceiling.
Once he was secured Jyrki moved away. Dan twisted his head, trying to follow him with his eyes but he went behind him. Although he couldn’t see he could hear, hear his footsteps, then him opening something, rummage around and then walk back towards him. He waited with bated breath, not sure what to expect, which just made the whole thing more exciting.
He took a breath. Two. Three.
Something lashed his back, making him cry out in pain, his eyes squeezing shut. That was quickly followed by another blow, then another and another. Each landed in a different place, his lower back, his ass, between his shoulder blades. Each one sent a shiver of pain and pleasure through him. Jyrki hit him a few more times, then stopped, walking around his hanging body to stand in front of him.
In his hand there was a flogger.
“You like that don’t you. Filthy little painslut.” Before Dan could respond he hit him again, this time on his belly, then his chest, catching each of his nipples. The pain of each of the hits went straight to his dick, moans and cries of pain spilling from his lips. Jyrki smirked, lashing each of his thighs. “I bet you could cum just from this.” He whispered in a low voice as he brushed the flogger against his erection. “But I think you would rather have my cock.”
“Please….” Dan replied his voice sounding slightly strained.
Jyrki just laughed, then went behind him again, hitting his ass one last time before moving away. Dan took a breath, hearing him move around behind him.
Thankfully he didn’t have to wait for long before he was back, a hand gripping his ass to pull his cheeks apart. “Although you’re clearly a slut, I’ll be kind and finger you.” Before Dan could thank him two fingers were thrust into him, making him let out a moan. Jyrki wasted no time in fingering him open, spreading and twisting his fingers. His neglected cock ached with every movement and he had a feeling Jyrki was purposely avoiding his spot, which he was glad about.
After a few minutes he removed his fingers, then Dan heard his zipper being undone and, after what he assumed was a moment to apply lube, he felt it press against him. Jyrki gripped his hips and then, instead of sinking into him he pulled Dan back onto his cock.
He let out a low groan as it filled him, his eyes fluttering. There really was no better feeling than getting a good hard fucking. The only thing that came close was performing on stage in front of a crowd. Jyrki kept his grip on him staying completely still and moving Dan.
It was a strange feeling, being pushed off and pulled back onto his cock, but it only served to turn Dan on even more. He did wonder what it would be like if the shackles were higher, so he was off the ground and fully swinging.
Dan closed his eyes enjoying the feeling of this Finnish man manhandling him, using him as little mor than a fleshlight.
Jyrki’s teeth sinking into his skin made him yelp. He was sure he’d have gone for his neck if he could, but since his arms were in the way they sank into his left one, just above his armpit. He hoped that it would leave a mark.
When his mouth left his skin he went for the same spot on the his right, biting into his flesh hard enough that he cried out even though he expected it this time. His tongue licked across the mark, then he pulled away, growling. “I bet you’re close.”
“Yes Herra.” Dan replied, his head feeling dizzy from both the pain and the pleasure, his cock now catching his spot every time he pulled back. He was proud of himself that he’d not shot his load already.
One of his hands left his hip, moving to thigh, over the mark he’d left there. “I guess I can touch this pathetic thing, since you’ve done a decent job pleasing me.” He ran a finger along his cock, sending a shiver through him.
Then he took him in hand and started to stroke.
Since he was now holding Dan with one hand he now started to thrust in and out of him, setting a rough pace. It was all so much, too much and Dan felt his whole body tremble.
“Cum.” Jyrki growled behind his head and that word was enough. Dan shot his load, his load spurting out into the room in front of him, a loud moan of pleasure escaping his lips.
Jyrki let him go, returning his hand to it’s place on his hip only this time he kept pounding into him. The next few moments felt like a blur, Dan lost in the pleasure from his orgasm, the rough thrusts meaning he couldn’t catch his breath.
He wasn’t sure how much longer Jyrki lasted, but eventually he let out a sound that was a mix of a growl and a grunt and Dan felt him cum inside him.
He vaguely felt him pull out, then heard the sound of a zipper. One of Jyrki’s arms wrapped around him, while the other undid the shackles holding him up. Dan was grateful for that as he was sure he’d fall to a heap on the floor. Jyrki carried him over to the bed, setting him down on it, before returning to the chair.
Dan took the time to catch his breath, his body feeling over sensitive and the fresh wounds aching but in the best way. Only when he felt he could move did he sit up, looking at the other man. The movement made him look up from his phone, which he appeared to be casually browsing. “That was…”
“You were good.” Jyrki cut him off and Dan wondered if that was an improvement to decent. “Your band has never played here, you should remedy that.” Dan nodded in agreement, still a little breathless.
“Yes Herra, we will.” He hoped that meant they’d have a round two if they did, but he could pnt find the words.
Jyrki got up and dragged the crate with his clothes over to him. “Best get dressed, your friends will be waiting.”
Dan nodded, getting off the bed and started to dress, watching the man as he left him there.
***
Once he was dressed he returned upstairs and James and Cameron were both still at the booth. He’d expected to James to still be there but Cameron was a surprise. He walked a little unsteadily over to them, returning to his place beside James. James gave him a look, almost wide eyed and he was sure he was about to ask what happened.
“Well someone looks like they got throughly fucked.” Cameron smirked as he looked him up and down, making Dan flush.
“Yeah, I did.” Dan flashed him a grin, leaning over to look at him. “Jealous?”
Cameron leaned over the table, so he was a little closer to him. “I don’t let any man fuck my ass.” As he spoke Dan could smell the alcohol on his breath and fuck, he could use a drink after that. “But if you’re asking if I’m jealous of him fucking you and leaving you in a state like this…” He paused, looking him up and down, then meeting his eyes. Dan’s heart beat a little faster and Cameron smirked, giving his head a little nod. “I guess I am.”
Out of the corner of his eye he caught sight of James, his mouth agape as the words hung in the air between them. Then Cameron leaned back, grabbing the beer from in front of him, downing the rest of it in one go.
He debated for a moment I’d hee be able to let Cameron have a bash at him, but between how sore his body felt and how much they’d had to drink since they’d got here…
“Well we’re not heading home until the day after tomorrow so if you wanna have a go at my sweet ass big boy…” He winked at him, giving him a slightly smug look then grabbed James’ drink, taking a long swig from it to quench his thirst.
Cameron smirked at him, then nodded, wetting his lips. “Yeah I do. But for now I’m gonna turn in. I’ll see you both at breakfast.” Then he got up and headed out leaving the two of them alone.
“What the fuck.” James whispered when once he’d left and Dan just flashed him a grin.
“If I’d known all it would take to get Cam interested was to get fucked by a handsome stranger I’d have done it sooner.” He grinned and James just looked a bit dumbfounded. “Now I’m parched, I’m gonna get a drink, I promise not to go off with anyone this time.”
He certainly owed his friend a drink and a tale of what was actually down there, though maybe he’d keep the details to himself.
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Date: 2025-01-31 10:10 pm (UTC)I enjoyed his 'thoughts' on the others, with Danny being a wildcard and how he was intrigued on Paul 👀 I'm especially intrigued on Paul at the moment as well, honestly don't blame him if he decided to jump the sinking ship after carrying Danny and Cam all of last year and a decent chunk of the year before lol
THE WAY DAN JUST INSTANTLY CLOCKS JYRKI AT THE FESTIVAL, I CANNOT. I like that you can kind of tell his type, he doesn't outright say but he has eyes for Cam as well and they're both tall, dark and handsome, heh. And the way he just blanks James completely as he just fully eyes Jyrki.
I'm curious as to why Jyrki was watching Asking from the other side of the stage for a while before disappearing 👀👀
And then how Dan just excuses himself to go and track Jyrki down, and misses out on Kätilöt as a result. The chokehold that Jyrki has on him is definitely something though...because he's disappointed he missed out on some fun with the degenerates but there's another part of him that is just massively fixated on this mystery man...I feel as a result he isn't as 'peeved' as he could have been. (SIDE NOTE I WANT TO KNOW WHAT HAPPENED WITH THE ASKING GUYS AND TK)
Why did the guy in The Riff not know who Jyrki is considering he's Jussi's bandmate? 🥴
But on the other hand I ADORE how James just completely indulged Dan and found out who Jyrki was by way of Kätilöt. Side note I also want to know who James was with 😂😂👀
And then when Jyrki finally showed up and Dan was a magnet to him. How he was instantly chiding Dan for not approaching him at Nummirock when he knew he was watching him was great, but I also love that he didn't exactly make it easy for Dan to track him down, huh. Very much enjoyed how straightforward Jyrki was, simply asking Dan if he wanted to be fucked before bringing him to the basement!
Dan's reaction to the dungeon was great, I loved that Jyrki was expecting Dan to be a little perturbed by the surroundings, perhaps assuming he wouldn't be into such extremeties, but Dan is a filthy eager degenerate and I think that impressed him slightly! I like that Dan took the time to say he liked the place as well, haha.
Dan sure was eager to get going, I just love how he is in this. He's a bit of a slut but he's not a whore about it, if that makes sense - completely different to Danny, for example. And I love that. The way you've written him here just suits his personality perfectly ♥ ♥ ♥
Dan just got right into it with that booklicking, huh. Jyrki being impressed at him going to the sole unprompted, huh. I kinda like to think he underestimated Dan a little, but now that he's here he's changing his mind about him, even if he is an American ;) And he's beginning to think things are going to be a little wilder than he perhaps anticipated!
Ugh Jyrki flogging Dan, and Dan just being a massive slut for the pain. Jyrki really knew how to get him going, and I loved that he was all "you could just cum from me doing this" and Dan being so FUCKING UNASHAMED just like "yep" hahahaha I love it so much. And then Dan LOVING Jyrki manhandling him and throwing him about aaggghhh love that so much.
And then how Jyrki just gets right into it, fucking Dan and giving him more pain such as biting him. The way that Dan hoped his bite would leave a mark, like damn. He wants to be marked and proud! I also love how Jyrki 'begrudgingly' began to finish Dan "oh I suppose you've pleased me enough to cum" but idk, I kind of feel like that was a bit of a facade because of how impressed he was ;)
Jyrki's fake nonchalance was great btw, how after he'd finished he said he was good and that his band should remedy the fact they haven't played in Finland, heh. He's definitely eager for round two with this eager little slut who was more impressive than he expected!
ALSO UGH THAT ENDING. The way Cam leant into Dan and said he was jealous of the state Dan was in because he essentially likes to put men in that state too. I liked the note that Dan could smell the alcohol on his breath...it both showed how close he was to Dan, plus I like the subtle hint that perhaps Cameron wouldn't have said this normally but he's letting the alcohol talk for him and allowing himself to be a little more forward 👀 It definitely seems a bit out of character as James in the background seemed shocked! I love the thought of Cameron destroying Dan a little further to the extent he really wouldn't be able to walk afterwards huh 👀👀
LOVED THIS but you did already know it
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Date: 2025-01-31 11:06 pm (UTC)Yeah I figured he’d not really know Paul so thta mystery would intrigue him! And yeah I’m with you on that, I’d not be surprised if he wasn’t at more dates but would be sad
Heee yeah I figured Jyrki would instantly stand out and, you’re right he has a type hee😂 (I did almost have a mention of that but didn’t work it in) and yeah in that moment James is just completely blanked hee
I didn’t exactly have a reasoning for him being there so it’s a mystery.👀 mayeb he heard about Danny, maybe he heard about Cam, maybe he was just randomly checking bands out
Yeah! Once he saw Jyrki he is just… gone and so fixated and can’t think on anything else and doesn’t truly ‘mind’ he missed out on what happened with tk. (I why did I have a feeling you’d say that😂it’s why I kept things I a bit vague, just in case I did do something)
I figured it was one of his first shifts and he doesn’t really know that yet 😂 (though it was just to keep the mystery going longer hee)
Originally he wasn’t gonna find out that night and would only when Atreyu did a tour there…. But then the thought of James using that connection came to mind and it just felt perfect😏 heee! Honestly I didn’t have anyone specific in mind (for the same reason as above) 👀
Heee yeah they really are, part of me figured he clocked Dan and went to wait to see if he’d come out right away and when he didn’t he went elsewhere and then Dan kept missing him. But yeah he could sense how eager he was so👀
Yeah Jyrki is so used to guys not expecting something so extreme and Dan is just surprised and impressed hee
Awww thank you! That’s so sweet of you to say! He’s definitely eager but also he knows he’s a bit of a stranger in a strange land you know? He’s not sure how Finns do things and he doesn’t know how Jyrki does things so tries not to comes across as too eager
Yeah he definitely underestimated him, thinking Dan is another kinda prudish American but he really is impressed with his skills. An Dan is eager to impress too👀
I dunno why I went for flogging but I’m glad I did cause it worked so well. And absolutely! Dan really has no shame about this stuff hee! And yeah the manhandling is such a perfect thing for Dan
Yeah Dan’s gonna be so proud of those bitemarks and showing them off to James.😂 absolutely. And yeah by this point it was a facade, he definitely wanted to reward Dan for doing a good job😏
Thanks! At the start it might have been real but at the end it definitely wasn’t. He definitely wants a proper round two with him (I figured he was holding back partly cause he just got back and partly cause he was unfamiliar with Dan but now…)
It was just gonna end with James being there but then I decided to leave Cam too and THAT just came out. Absolutely he loves putting men in that state and seeing Dan kinda awakened a need to do that to him too (and the alcohol definitely helped!). And yeah James is like ??? Cause Cameron hadn’t made any indication he’d want to wreck Dan. But yeah that’s such a hot thought huh👀
Ahhh I’m so glad!
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Date: 2025-01-31 11:46 pm (UTC)Yeah he is a bit mysterious. Guy is actually a pretty big deal with the amount of stuff he actually does in the metal scene but he totally flies under the radar lol. It would be sad if he is gone tho, they actually were good with him hahaha
He kind of stands out anyway because he has this distinct Look, so perhaps Dan would have noticed him even if he wasn't his type, heh.
That's fair, perhaps he was lingering around for Kätilöt so decided to eye some of the other bands as well! I enjoyed his ~mystery~
HAHAH what can I say I'm predictable
I think it may have felt a bit strung-out if it had happened on a return visit with Atreyu, it was all contained and stayed relevant, would have been a little unrealistic imo if he'd left, come back and Jyrki had crossed paths with him, I think this worked much better like this with Dan finding him out via James and Jyrki walking into the bar ♥
Heh, I'm glad Dan broke the mould a little and surprised/impressed him!
Yes, Dan is just so damn sweet and endearing that this puppy-like personality suits him so well!!
Why do I get the impression that Jyrki has been "burnt" in the past by Americans being prudish or put off by extremities???
Flogging worked so well and YESS I will never say no to anyone manhandling Dan, heh.
Niiiice. I like that, how he held back due to being unfamiliar and being unsure how far he could push Dan, but now that he's been with him once, he definitely has a better grip on the sort of man he is!
Well I'm glad it ended with Cam as well as James. The ending was absolute perfection!!!!! And heh idk I just love the idea of Cameron NOT wanting to dom Dan (like how I wrote him that time) but then an opportunity presenting itself that makes him change his mind ;) Cam deffo needs to destroy Dan completely now!
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Date: 2025-02-01 12:15 am (UTC)You’re fight he seems to do so much! More than I expected! And true it would be so sad
Yeah absolutely!
That’s an option too heee and I’m glad!
Sometimes hee
Yeah that’s what I was thinking too, it’s definitely better this way!
He really did hee
He really is isn’t he? I’m glad!
He probably has alas!
I’m glad it did! And yeah! 👀 I kinda stalled on this at one point and thought of doing the size difference thing for you first then got hit by inspiration and decided to include that from your thoughts hee
Of course! 😏 he’s absolutely gonna take advantage of the painshlut part now he knows
I’m glad you thought so I’m pleased how it ended too! Yeah I love that too! He really does👀 Maybe I’ll do a follow up
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Date: 2025-02-01 08:01 pm (UTC)Also heh...feels like what this needed was a vague mention of size difference to get it kickstarted again, it definitely worked though :D
I wouldn't say no to a follow up 👀