Jon came up behind him with a second microphone. “We came here to recognize your honor, courage and sacrifices.” He paused and put his right hand over his chest. “From the bottom of my heart, thank you all!” A deafening roar followed.
Once the volume died, Dean cried out, “How about we ‘Party Hard?’ ” Just before his voice faded, Dominic and Tommy played a string of notes as one. After Jon joined them, Dean yelled in a singsong tone, “Line up the glasses and pour the brew. Tonight we’re gonna party, so call the crew.” Sam ran over to him with a bottle of beer and he held it up before downing the entire thing. Then Dean was running from one side of the stage to the other, growling and screaming lyrics.
Dominic’s head moved to the beat unconsciously, making his hair sway with it. That song was a fun one, and Dean always nailed it. As the song progressed, the beat sped up. He was soon thrashing his head as his fingers moved like lightning. The crowd shouted the chorus with Dean and he smiled. “Party Hard” was one of their most popular songs. They always played it.
“You guys are the best!” Dean shouted into his mike just after the audience had finished a line for him.
Chapter Five
Right after the show, everyone changed and headed to the huge after-party on the base. Because it was open to officers and some fans, Jon made sure everyone knew to keep things tame. There were only a few band members or crew missing from the event, Jake Thompson of Wicked End and Dean being the most obvious. They had decided a strip club would be more their style instead of another lame schmooze-fest.
Tommy had tried to go with them, but Jon grabbed him before he got into the cab. He stood against a wall pouting. There was nothing for him to do there but drink. He took a gulp of his beer and sighed. Too many couples showed up. Even anti-meaningless-sex Dominic was looking for Noelle.
“Hey, Giovanni,” he called out as Giovanni passed close to him.
Giovanni smiled. “What’s up, Tommy?”
“Just bored. What you guys up to?”
“Crystal’s talking with Brandon and his girlfriend Mackenzie.” Giovanni nodded to where the three of them stood. “Most of the guys here are cool. Jon introduced me to a lot of people today.”
With a wink, Tommy changed the subject. “So, how about we take Crystal to a hotel and fuck her till she can’t take no more?” He tilted his head, trying to encourage a yes.
“Sorry. She said she wants to go to this thing tonight.” He glanced in Crystal’s direction. “She didn’t tell me what yet.” He sighed, hoping it wasn’t something outrageous. “Maybe we can plan something for next weekend. I love how she screams when we both fuck her hard.”
Tommy’s dick instantly hardened. He tried not to growl, but a soft one escaped. “I’m down for whenever. Next time, could I fuck her mouth? She used to…”
“Used to what?” Giovanni gritted his teeth and held back his anger, barely. He hated that Tommy had her the entire time he and Crystal had been broken up a few months before. “Never mind, it’s in the past. I promised to let it go.”
Looking away, Tommy quickly said, “Sorry. I promised not to mention it.” He got why Giovanni was jealous. “Just feeling kinda lonely, I guess.”
“Not for long.” Giovanni grinned at the set of twins headed Tommy’s way. “I think you’re gonna like this.
Tommy turned and smirked when the red-haired women squealed. “Yeah, perfect. See ya later, man.” He met the girls a few feet away and opened his arms to them. “Hello, ladies. I could use some female attention right about now.”
Dominic rolled his eyes when he spied Tommy grab both women’s asses. Only once had he been with two women. His girlfriend before Gina was bi and wanted him to be a part of that side of her. He did enjoy them teasing and pleasuring him together, but couldn’t pay enough attention to either to feel right. He would much rather have a girlfriend who made him so crazy he wanted her the second their eyes met… like Noelle.
She seemed to have heard his thoughts, because she slipped behind him and covered his eyes. “Guess who?” Several shots of tequila always gave her what she needed, to lose her inhibitions.
“Hmmm…” Dominic couldn’t help but smile. He smelled Noelle’s sweet citrus perfume. “Tommy?” He couldn’t stifle the laugh.
She tapped his calf with her boot. “You brat!” Feigning anger, she scowled. His sense of humor was something she really liked about him. She grabbed his sides and squeezed a bit.
Dominic chuckled and squirmed away from her. “Stop. No fair!” He turned to her and looked into her eyes. “Glad you found me.” Her eyes reflected the alcohol in her bloodstream. “You started partying without me, huh?” When she nodded, he lifted her chin. “Not drunk, right?”
“No.” She chanced a quick kiss on his lips. “Just needed to relax.”
He ran a finger over her jaw. “Me too.” He badly wanted to kiss her and never pull away, but he couldn’t hurt her with false promises.
He stared into her eyes, trying to read her feelings for him. Could she understand my past? Would she accept there were just things I couldn’t say? If I gave up other women, would it be enough? Am I good enough for her? Would Claire hate me for finally moving on?
His mind reeled with confusion and desperation to hold her and never let go. Women never affected him that way, not anymore. Nevertheless, he couldn’t look away. She had a hold on him, around his heart. If she told him she’d stay, he’d do anything to make her happy.
“Dom…” she saw the turmoil. “Do you wanna talk about it?” Slowly, she raked his hair with her fingers.
He closed his eyes and pulled her close, burying his face in her hair. “Not yet,” he whispered. “Soon.”
His body shuddered. She made the painful memories surface with how she made him feel. An image of Claire came to him. How she used to run her fingers through his hair, told him she loved him. She would tell him he was the one while she caressed his skin.
Noelle felt the tension. The same thing had happened in February. When she touched him tenderly, he withdrew and seemed to be thinking of something sad. She knew not to ask, or he would bolt. He had to say things in his own time. She understood his reluctance, but wished he would let his guard down.
“You know I’m here for you,” she softly said in his ear. “Do you want to go someplace else?” She nuzzled his neck and stroked his bicep.
Dominic was fighting tears. The memories wouldn’t stop. Gina was never that way with him. She knew better. He wanted to hold onto Noelle and let her help him through the trigger, but he wouldn’t burden her. He gently pushed her away and ran for the exit.
She didn’t hesitate to chase him. Her boots did not make it easy to run, but she couldn’t give up how he made her feel. Although she kept saying she wanted to. “Dominic! Wait! Please!” She lost him outside, but then caught a glimpse of him heading to the buses. Slowing down, she walked towards Gasoline’s bus. Winded by the time she got there, she put a hand on the windshield and leaned over, trying to catch her breath.
In the small bathroom, Dominic let out a scream, and his fists hit the sink. “Why now?” he shouted to no one. “I can’t do this to her!” He let the tears flow and sobbed. Living a normal life was impossible for him. The guilt weighed heavily on him still. “Claire, please!” he called to her, but as always, he received no answer.
Hesitantly, Noelle walked up the stairs. She heard Dominic crying and wished she understood why. Her entire being wanted to soothe him and make the pain go away, no matter what it was. Following the sound, she discovered where he was and waited just outside the door.
“Claire!” Dominic cried out. “Help me let it go.”
She didn’t know who he was talking to, but she didn’t hear another voice. Feeling like she was intruding, she turned to leave, but then the door opened. She spun around. Dominic stared at her with red eyes, tears still streaming. She rushed to him and hugged him tightly.
“It’s OK.” She stroked his hair, while he loosely held
her as well. “Whatever it is, we’ll face it together.” His body trembled, but he didn’t say anything. “Please, Dom. Let me be here for you.”
His mind told him to push her away again, but his heart screamed at him to hold her tighter. “Sor—sor—ry.” The soft word came out broken, but he said it. His eyes closed as he clutched her to him. She didn’t say anything else as he let it all out. He hated that she was seeing him like that, but she didn’t seem to mind.
Noelle cried with him, still not knowing what was wrong. She let him grip her so tightly it hurt, but he needed her. Her fingers ran through his hair in a steady pattern, from the top of his head to the nape of his neck, again and again. Inside, she was torn up. Her heart aching. What could be this bad? She couldn’t imagine.
When he shuddered again, he looked down and kissed the top of her head. She had done something for him than no one ever could. He took a few deep breaths, but was afraid to talk. The pain was still so raw, right at the surface. He took her arm and led her to the bunk he shared. Then he silently boosted her up, taking her boots off before she climbed all the way in. He kicked his off and hopped up.
“You OK?” Noelle caressed his cheek and he leaned into her hand. His lack of response worried her, but then he wrapped his limbs around her. “I’m not leaving,” she whispered in his ear, nuzzling his neck. “As long as you need me.” Tears slowly fell as he relaxed against her body.
He held back another round of sobs and just let her voice and touch soothe him. Somehow, she made it better. Nothing ever had before. Even drinking himself into a stupor or using random drugs had not helped him over the years. He gave up most of that, knowing there was no point. His only vices now were music and the occasional drink or two. When his breathing had calmed, he started to run his hand over her back. He wanted her to be there in the morning. Something he had not yearned for since Claire.
Back inside, Tommy and his twins, Sandy and Candy, were standing with Jon and Chris, both with girls on their arms. “Why don’t we go rent a huge suite and have an orgy?”
Chris grinned and turned to the girl he was with. He had not bothered to ask her name and didn’t want to know it. “You down for that?”
“Yeah, I’m down for anything.” She giggled.
Tommy grinned. “I’ll go find us a place.” He untangled himself from the twins and walked outside so he could hear. After calling 10 different hotels, he hadn’t found one that had large suites. He tried one more. They had two connecting rooms available, and the connection was a set of double doors. That would work.
Without a word to anyone, the seven of them got into a limo Tommy had ordered. Before it even pulled out of the parking lot, Tommy was flat on his back. Shocked, his eyes opened wide. Then a mouth covered his and a tongue thrust inside. He put a hand out to keep from falling to the floor when the other sister tugged his pants open. Frantically, he searched his pocket for a condom.
“Fischer’s getting mauled.” Jon laughed as he pulled his “date” onto his lap.
Chris looked over what’s-her-name’s shoulder to see Tommy getting his dick sucked already. “Damn, dude. Those girls are wild.”
Tommy agreed wholeheartedly. “Fuck!” His dick was so far down one chick’s throat, he thought she would inhale the condom. Then he felt her swallowing as she sucked hard. “Damn it. She’s like a fucking vacuum.”
The other twin was alternating biting his neck and nipples. Aggressiveness turned him on more than submissiveness. His back arched when someone fondled his balls. Nails raked his sack, making him groan loudly. He was about to embarrass himself and there was nothing he could do to stop it.
“Shit! Shit! Shit!” he cried out as he pumped his load down someone’s throat. Well, into the condom, at least. “Fuck,” he whispered and collapsed.
Jon had his hands on his girl’s ass. “Did you just fucking cum, Tom?” He pulled the pussy in front of him against his bulging pants. “A new record, I’m sure.”
“Shut up.” Tommy put his arm over his eyes. “Let her suck your dick, and see how long you last.”
Putting his girl down, Jon opened his pants. “Go ahead.” He pulled a condom out and rolled it over his thick cock.
“Hey, I thought I was with you, Jon.” She pouted.
Jon rolled his eyes. “Look, um… uh… baby. There’s plenty of me to go around.”
“My name is Nikki.”
“Sure, OK.” Jon didn’t care what her name was.
Tommy sighed. “Be prepared to take back your words.” He turned only his head as he asked, “Hey, babe. What’s your sister’s name?”
She looked him over. “Candy.”
“Oh yeah, so, then you’re Sandy. Right.”
Candy crawled over to Jon and her eyes opened wide. “Holy shit, that’s a big dick.”
“Too much for you?” Jon grinned as he glanced down at his lap. His almost 11-inch erection had scared off a few groupies over the years. “Give it a good sucking, and I’ll give you a good fucking.” He winked at her, hoping she didn’t think that was too corny.
After licking her lips, Candy put her hands on Jon’s thighs and leaned over his lap. “Just try not to break me.”
Tommy closed his eyes and listened to Jon’s surprised gasps and pleasure filled moans. Jon didn’t even last as long as he did. Within maybe a minute and a half, he was growling and cursing up a storm.
“Goddamn it!” Jon shouted.
With a smirk, Tommy turned his head. Jon had his hips off the seat, holding Candy’s head to his crotch. “Told you so.”
“Fuck you!” Jon bellowed, obviously still cumming. “Where the fuck did you find this chick?”
Candy pulled back and wiped her mouth. “We found him.”
Not long after, Tommy opened the connecting doors on his side, while Jon opened the others. They both checked the view of the other room from the beds. Tommy glanced at his twins who were undressing in one of the rooms.
“This is not what I was hoping for.” Tommy frowned. He had hoped to be able to see everything.
Jon stretched. “So who’s the shyest?”
“I don’t think any of us are shy,” Chris replied.
The girl he was with spoke up. “You want to watch each other fuck?”
“Yeah, don’t you?” Chris pulled her against his side. “You said you were down with an orgy.” He looked into her eyes and saw hesitation. “Seems like we’ll be hiding in the other room.” His chick shivered. “It’s just sex, relax.”
Tommy waited until they left the room. He was glad the doors stayed open. “So which bed you want?”
Jon hopped on the one closest to him. “I guess this one.” He glanced at Nikki. “Get naked, baby.”
Sandy wrapped her arms around Tommy from behind and tore his shirt open. “Yeah, let’s get started. I didn’t get to suck your dick yet.”
He reached around and clutched her ass. “I’m ready anytime you are.”
His eyes drifted downward as her hands slid over his abs. Then she opened his pants. When her hand gripped his hardening shaft, he let out the breath he had no clue he was holding. She worked her hand up and down slowly.
“Don’t worry,” Sandy whispered as she encouraged him to grow. “Jon’s too big for me. I like my men just like you.” She moved around him, and then got to her knees. “Perfect cock.” She licked the head, collecting drops of pre-cum. “Mmm, tastes good too.” One hand held the base of his dick, and the other clutched the waistband of his pants.
Tommy was in heaven. She was stroking his cock and ego at once. “I need to put a condom on,” he insisted.
She met his eyes. “Do you at least have decent tasting ones?”
“Always, babe. I got strawberry in my pocket. Your sister seemed to like it.” Sandy took her time rolling the condom on. His eyes rolled back when she grazed his scrotum afterwards.
Then he shuddered when her warm mouth engulfed him. He watched his shaft disappear into her mouth. When she pulled back, she gently g
razed it with her teeth. He worried she would tear the condom. Suddenly, his pants were falling. Two sets of hands quickly tugged his clothes off until he was completely naked. Sandy continued to blow him while Candy ran her hands all over him. His eyes closed, enjoying every moment.
“Now, Tommy Fischer, it’s time for you to lay back and get us both off.”
He looked up, but both girls had moved to the bed. Without hesitation, he dove between them, landing on his back. Sounds from the other two couples told him they had already gotten started, but his plan to watch had been sidetracked.
“I get him first,” Sandy called out. She quickly straddled his hips and lifted his erection. “I hope it feels as good as it tastes.” She slowly sank down.
Tommy bit his lip as his cock slid deeper and deeper. She was nice and tight. He glanced at the next bed. Jon had Nikki pinned down on her belly. His hips moved feverishly, and she writhed all over. Crystal used to be that way with him. He missed it.
Distracted by Sandy riding him, he turned back. She was bouncing on him with hands splayed on his belly. He loved that. His hands ran up her thighs and he moaned. Her pussy tensed and he gritted his teeth.
“Damn, that feels good, babe.”
Voices were all around him. “Chris… Oh God, Chris.” He heard someone else say, “Lift your ass, baby.”
Sandy was silent, though. He watched her intently trying to figure out why. Then the bed moved and Candy was crawling across it. He had forgotten she was there as well.
“Thought you abandoned me for Chris or something.”
Candy smiled. “Nope. I was just watching you two.”
“Nice.” Tommy grinned. “Watching can be fun.” She stopped at his shoulder. “Sandy, we should switch.”
Candy shook her head, and then promptly sat on his face. He grabbed her thighs and moaned into her folds. Her sister was riding him faster. His tongue ran over Candy’s pussy, then flicked her clit. Nails dug into his belly and chest. He winced. That hurt.
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