Scott looked at Austin’s ass. “Hmm, yeah, I wanna feel you.” He laid a hand on his back. “I’ll pull out, relax.”
Austin leaned his head down and nuzzled Mackenzie’s neck. “Go slow.” Then he winced as Scott penetrated him. It did hurt, but not as much as he expected. He met Mackenzie’s half-open eyes. “You can sleep if you want. Ah… slower, please.”
Scott’s hand had slipped, and he thrust in a few inches at once by mistake. “Sorry.” He caressed Austin’s sides and ass cheeks. “Play with her or something so you don’t think about it.” He knew he could take it easier than Austin could. He had better muscle control.
Mackenzie heard them and gathered her strength. “I got an idea.” She turned herself around until Austin’s cock was over her face. Then she took a hold of it and licked the tip. When she heard Austin groan, she lifted her head and sucked as much as she could into her mouth.
Scott was startled when he felt a hand on his balls. He looked under Austin and found Mackenzie trying to give them both pleasure at once. She had also distracted Austin enough that he stopped clenching his ass. He withdrew and gave Austin a long, deep stroke, drawing a loud moan from them both.
Austin’s legs were shaking from the constant stimulation. He had never experienced anything quite like it before. Scott’s dick felt different, and he kept rubbing his prostate, causing immense pleasure. At the same time, Mackenzie was sucking his cock hard and pumping it, making him want to cum. He understood how Mackenzie felt when they double-teamed her, overwhelmed.
She adjusted her body to be able to swallow more of Austin’s cock. Holding his hips, she tilted her head back and moved her head up. She almost succeeded in getting his whole shaft down. Austin reacted by crying out, his body tensing under her hands. She was glad he enjoyed it.
“Kenzie…” Scott called to her. “Can you… do me a favor, please?”
She opened her mouth and mumbled, “Yes.”
“Finger my ass, I need it, please.”
Only slightly surprised, she slid two fingers into her pussy, letting their combined semen cover them. Then she reached around Austin’s hip to Scott. Brandon liked his ass licked and a little finger play, but she was sure Scott wanted more. She slid her fingers over his tight hole, wetting it then pushed one in.
“Deeper, please,” Scott begged. “Use two.”
It seemed to be a tight fit, but Mackenzie got both fingers inside of him. She worked them deeper slowly. Brandon had only let her insert a fingertip, so she wasn’t sure of herself. She hadn’t forgotten about Austin, she used the same rhythm with her mouth as her hand.
“Push against the front, towards my balls.” Scott felt her hesitation. Her fingers moved slowly. “A little more. You’ll feel something swollen inside me.” She pressed on his prostate. “Yes, that, rub it, please.”
Scott moaned and pumped harder. Austin’s cries were getting louder. With both of them being stimulated in two places, the explosions should be huge.
Not able to control himself, Austin’s hands balled into fists as he shot his load down Mackenzie’s throat. His back arched while a feeling of pure rapture washed over him. He had not cum that hard in a long, long time.
Scott groaned while Austin gripped his dick and writhed a bit. Mackenzie had stopped fingering him, but he didn’t need it anymore. Then he squeezed Austin’s sides. “Oh, fuck… oh fuck!” Semen suddenly burst from his cock and into Austin. He moaned; the feeling so intense.
Mackenzie jumped when Austin’s tongue ran over her pussy. She was still downing the last spurt of his orgasm. Her eyes rolled back as he moved down to her ass. She was so over-stimulated at that point; she came instantly.
Austin sucked her lips into his mouth and then sucked on her clit. He wanted to repay her for adding to the best orgasm he could remember. When her hips lifted, pushing against his mouth, he sucked harder. When she screamed, he smirked and stopped. He was just as exhausted. Then he felt Scott pulling out slowly, and his mouth dropped.
“You came in me?” Austin nervously asked.
Scott got off the bed. “Yeah, I’m sorry. I really didn’t mean to. You had my dick in a fucking vise while you came, and my balls just exploded.”
Austin also climbed off the bed and looked at Mackenzie, whose eyes had closed. “Forget it.” He turned to Scott and kissed his lips, quickly. “I’m gonna go clean up.”
“Yeah, I think we all should.” Scott touched Mackenzie’s cheek. “Can you stand up?”
She looked up at him standing over her. “I have no idea.” She turned over and got to her knees. “But I can’t go back without taking a shower. That’s not fair to Brandon.”
Scott glanced over at Austin. His cock was still hard. “After, you can fuck me if you’re still horny.”
Austin winked, “And I can cum up your ass, a little payback.” His wicked grin widened.
Across the city, Brandon breathed a sigh of relief. He had just played the last note, of the final take. He had done the song at least seven times and parts of it even more. After handing the guitar to a waiting worker, he grabbed a fresh bottle of water. If he had been outside, he would have poured it over his head. Instead, he picked up the towel he used, about ten times, to dry as much sweat as he could.
He waited until the room had cleared before getting his bag. Sure he had about fifteen minutes, he decided to change. He pulled out clean clothes and laid them on an empty table. As quick as he could, he started pulling his pants down, but it was not easy getting leather pants off when sweaty. He was used to it, but normally had somewhere private to undress. The restroom was across the building, and he was dying.
Brandon had finally gotten the pants down when he heard footsteps. He looked up to see the assistant staring at him, mouth agape, merely feet from him. Surprised, he didn’t move. “I'm sorry. I was all sweaty.”
With a slight smile, Christine scanned his body, admiring his tattoos and toned physique. She blushed as the one over his pelvis bone caught her eye. “Who's Tink?”
“Uh.” He looked down when he remembered he was naked. “It... it... was a bet I lost.” He made no move to cover himself. It was too late. She had already seen everything. “Um... do you need something?”
She had not taken her eyes off him. Her cheeks heated up even more when his dick started to stiffen. She frowned when he put his hands over his crotch, hiding it from view. The damage was already done though. Her pussy had reacted. Instinctively, she moved closer. She wanted to touch him.
“Christine, you forgot the orange slices!” Stephan bellowed from the hallway.
She jumped and turned away, thoroughly embarrassed. “I'm sorry I was staring.”
Brandon quickly pulled on the clean clothes. "It’s OK." He adjusted his hard-on to be less visible, not having a clue why she turned him on. When he was dressed, he asked, “Where we off to next?”
“Downstairs.” Christine gave him a shy smile. “Everyone is waiting.”
The room she led him to, was large and furnished with multiple couches and tables. The décor was casual, which calmed his nerves. A table along the back of the room held finger foods, fruit and buckets of ice filled with soda and water. He sat on an overstuffed couch next to a man who wore jeans and a “Wicked End” T-shirt.
“I’m Charlie from Guitarmania and a huge fan.” He put his hand out.
Brandon smiled. “I see that. Good to meet you.” He nodded at the others in the room. “You brought a whole crew?”
“This is Holly, my boss.” Charlie’s hand was shaking. It was his first big name interview. He regretted the shirt he wore, but he was so excited, he couldn’t help himself. “The others are from Six Strings.”
Holly gave Brandon her hand. “Nice to meet you.” She was also a fan, but hid it well.
Brandon waved at them all. “So, what are we starting with?”
“Um, I was thinking you could tell us about the monster tour you guys have planned starting in January. We hear Silverblade might get back together to
join you and Gasoline.”
Looking around, Brandon replied, “Well, Silverblade is still a maybe, but the tour is huge. There are hundreds of dates. Gasoline is actually headlining, but no one’s in this business as long as them and still selling millions of albums.”
The rest of the questions were about the band and the tour in general. Then a Six Strings representative handed him one of their guitars. Brandon played “Thoughts of You” on the acoustic setting. Images of Mackenzie came to mind. He hoped they were able to beat the odds. He didn’t know many musicians who were able to keep a relationship from failing because of distance.
Brandon glanced at the assistant again. She kept smiling at him and giving him a look of longing. He didn’t think it was a good idea to take it further. He didn’t want to upset his latest sponsor.
“What are you doing for dinner?” Christine asked after the three-hour interview was complete. She hoped he planned to stay overnight, so she could show him around.
Brandon walked with her out of the room. “I have someone waiting for me.” He followed her back to the limo and was surprised when she also got in.
Christine moved as close as possible to him. “So... when will you be in Toronto again?”
“I...” He was interrupted by lips on his. Quickly, he pushed her back. “Hey… not gonna happen.”
“This…” She cupped his package. “...tells me otherwise.”
He rolled his eyes and fell back into the seat. “You turn me on. That doesn’t mean anything. I actually have a girlfriend. She’s back on the bus.” At least he hoped she was already.
“Is that who Tink is?”
She imagined the tattoo. When he nodded and closed his eyes, she made her move. In seconds, she had knelt between his legs and opened his jeans. Before he could sit up, she leaned down and sucked most of his shaft down her throat.
He gasped and looked down. She was pumping his half-hard cock while she sucked with all her might. He was dumbfounded, shocked it felt so good. Then he came to his senses. He grabbed her arms. “You need to stop.” He moaned as she rubbed the head of his dick over the back of her throat. “Goddamn!” His eyes closed, and he just relaxed, wanting to cum.
Christine looked up and saw he wasn’t paying attention, so she rifled through her purse for a condom. It took her seconds to pull her mouth away and roll it over his erection. She was so wet she had to have him.
Confused, Brandon felt her climbing on top of him. “Hey, what’re you doing?” His eyes opened wide when she sank down on his cock.
“Fucking you.” She smirked and swiveled her hips slowly, enjoying his size. “You feel real good.”
He put his hands around her waist and tried not to moan. She was even tighter than Mackenzie and Crystal. Her hands were on his shoulders, using them for leverage. He felt her squeezing his dick as she ground her hips into his, taking him as deeply as possible.
“Oh, shit,” he muttered as low as he could.
She grinned and started riding him slowly. She knew that he had probably slept with hundreds of girls, so she had to make an impression if he was to remember her. He groaned as she lifted higher and dropped down harder. It was going to take a lot of work for her to cum, but she was willing to give him as much pleasure as possible before it happened.
Gasping, Brandon couldn’t believe she was so wild. What was her name? She bounced on his dick like crazy, which he always loved, but she wasn’t what he really wanted. He closed his eyes and pretended she was Mackenzie, and Crystal was on his face.
Christine suddenly cried out, while the limousine slowed. The short orgasm was such a relief.
Brandon groaned again, feeling her grip him. Then he clutched her body. “Shit… Fuck!” His cock throbbed and spewed. He held onto her as his thighs trembled. Then he realized the car had stopped almost a minute ago.
He looked out the window. Mackenzie was standing close by. “Get up, before she sees you!”
Christine glanced at the small group outside the bus. The lone female was laughing. “That’s Tink?”
“Yes…” He lifted her off him and sat her down. He hurriedly tucked his dick away and closed his pants. Guilt had come over him. Although Mackenzie had said he could indulge if the chance came up, he really didn’t feel good about it. “I gotta go. Thanks.” He kissed Christine’s cheek. “Tell the driver to put the equipment on the truck,” he uttered then jumped from the car, quickly.
Chapter Twenty One
Mackenzie was waiting impatiently for Brandon. When he emerged, she ran to him and jumped into his arms. “I missed you so much.” Her lips met his as she hung onto his neck.
Brandon kissed her back, but lifted her up so she couldn’t feel his softening cock. “I missed you too.” He held her for a full minute then uttered, “I gotta pee.” He put her down and quickly bounded up the bus steps.
Rushing to catch up, Mackenzie was confused by his sudden departure. She soon found him in the bathroom. Her mouth dropped. He was pulling a full condom off. It was only fair. She was jealous, though.
“I see you had a good time too.”
Startled, Brandon looked up. His face paled. “I didn’t want you to see this.” He tossed the condom in the trash and grabbed her hand. “She jumped on me. I’m sorry.”
“It’s OK.” She closed her eyes and tried not to imagine the hot chick he was probably banging in the limo. “It’s no big deal.”
He pulled her closer, pants still open, “You sure? I don’t wanna destroy this relationship before it even gets off the ground.”
“I said I was fine with you getting it from other girls, as long as you come home to me, that is.” She knew the key; it was making things different between them, compared to their other lovers.
He hugged her tightly. “Did you get what you wanted?”
She closed her eyes as the day played in her mind. “Yeah… Thanks for letting me go. I know they’re your friends, and you don’t really like it.”
“No. It’s fine. I get why. I just don’t feel comfortable with the two of them all over each other.” He got a picture of the last time he caught them fooling around. “It just turns me off. Although I like that you enjoy it. You’re so feisty after you see them doing something. Maybe one day we’ll get together with them, and I’ll keep my eyes closed.”
He leaned down and kissed her, his dick hardening. He wished Christine could make him cum as hard as Mackenzie could, but that made it even more special with her. He was glad he thought of Mackenzie as he came.
Chico and Jake came on board the bus. They were just there to change clothes. Chico heard noises and went to investigate. He stopped at the open bathroom door and saw Brandon and Mackenzie making out against a wall. He waved at Jake who quickly was at his side.
“Think he’ll fuck her?” Jake whispered.
Chico nodded as he watched Brandon shove her pants down. “Definitely.”
Brandon and Mackenzie didn’t hear a thing. They were naked and all over each other. Unable to wait any longer, he lifted her up and carried her into the shower where there was just a bit more room. He leaned her back against the wall and drove his cock into her quickly, making her scream his name.
He turned his head. There were at least five guys watching them. He smirked. The audience quickly fueled the adrenaline pumping through him. His rhythm intensified while his lips met hers again.
Mackenzie alternatively whimpered and moaned, her insides quivering and consumed by pleasure. Brandon’s strokes were powerful and fast, making her cling to him. Then she also noticed the crowd at the door. Her eyes rolled back, and she cried out, the orgasm growing. She came so hard, her hands shook, and she slipped.
Brandon grabbed her ass and lifted her back up, spreading her legs wide. “I guess we’re the main event today.” He groaned with pleasure as her pussy tightened around him again. “Fuck, I don’t want it to end.”
She felt the same, but the day had worn her out. When seconds later, the tip of his dick was ma
ssaging her sweet spot, an explosion went off inside of her. It was a good thing they were in the shower, because the flood that came along with it was massive.
“That’s it, baby!” Brandon gripped her tightly and moaned loudly while his body shuddered. His load came out in a gush that seemed to last for minutes. He rarely came so much. “Oh God, Tink.” His body leaned on hers while his legs wobbled.
Chico smiled. “Nice one, guys.” He wished Boston were closer so he could get laid, too.
“OK, now its time for you guys to give up the bathroom,” Jake commanded.
Brandon closed the shower door. “In a minute, I got cum all over me.” He felt semen seeping out of her pussy.
“Fine, but I gotta pee.” Jake opened his pants, which made everyone else scatter. He heard the water go on in the shower and got an idea. “You guys wanna go to a strip club with us tonight? I bet the girls would like Mackenzie.”
Brandon was washing her back. “What do you think?” he asked her.
“I’m game, but I’d like to be alone with you for a while first. I missed you.”
He reached around and grabbed her breasts. “Then we’ll go to the movies. That way no one can see me. I hate being interrupted.”
They went to see a comedy. Brandon wore a hat and sunglasses besides putting his hair in a ponytail. It worked. No one seemed to notice him. Sitting in the back, he and Mackenzie laughed the entire time, holding hands. Telling her how he felt was the best move he had ever made.
Mackenzie smiled as they strode out into the night when the movie was over. “Can we take a walk by the water?” When she found the theater online, she noticed they were only about a mile from the waterfront.
“Yeah, sounds great.” He lifted her hand and kissed the back of it. “I’d be lost without you.” He pulled her close and wrapped an arm around her shoulders. He pointed them southeast and walked down John Street towards Lake Ontario. “You deserve so much more than me.” He felt so inadequate to be what she needed.
She turned to him. “You’re all I need, and you’re all I ever wanted.”
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