Gasoline

by Bella Jeanisse

  “You mean one like Troy.” Tommy couldn’t imagine trying to replace Dominic if he had died in that accident. “You need to stop looking for Troy’s clone, and start looking for someone just as talented.” He put a hand up when Shane scowled. “There’s a lotta good bassists out there. Want me to help? You know we got strings.”

  With a shake of his head, Shane dismissed the idea. “I gotta do this my way. It’s not like he quit.”

  Kyle Savage, the drummer from his band, sat on Shane’s other side. “We’ll figure it out.” He slapped Shane’s knee. “Maybe we can just hire someone to fill in until we find someone.”

  Tommy ran through all the bassists he knew and had met. Not many had a style quite like Troy’s. None had a voice like his, either. Silverblade almost needed a lead singer who played bass. They were a unique band where all the members soloed in most songs.

  “I’ll email you some names and numbers.” Tommy tapped his chin and thought for another moment. “Wanna check out some bands with me next weekend?”

  Shane didn’t respond. He wasn’t truly ready to replace Troy. Was not sure he ever would be. His heart wasn’t in it anymore.

  “Let me know when you’re ready,” Tommy softly told Shane.

  He felt bad that the band was no more. They were so talented. Troy had been as well, but there had to be someone out there good enough.

  “Thanks, man.” Kyle smiled. “Happy birthday.”

  Getting to his feet, Tommy took a deep breath. “Thanks.” He looked around for Dominic, but didn’t see him. “I’ll be back.”

  Dominic was out on the balcony with Heather, Chad, Giovanni and Crystal. He felt a bit under dressed in black jeans and a dress shirt. Only Giovanni was in casual clothes. Heather had a red cocktail dress and red heels on. He was glad no one said anything.

  “Is Chris coming?” Dominic asked.

  Giovanni laughed. “He’s here somewhere. I caught him nailing a chick in the bathroom like 20 minutes ago. He needs to learn to lock doors.”

  “He needs to stop fucking everything with a pussy,” Chad added. He had lost count of the groupies Chris left clubs with. “One day his dick’s gonna fall off.” He chuckled quietly. “That’d be funny as hell.”

  Dominic put a hand on his back. “Chad, you been drinkin’ already?” He was worried. Although he hoped he could get over Crystal, he didn’t want him to turn to alcohol do it.

  “Well, yeah.” Chad’s eyebrows rose. “Free booze. Why not?” The whiskey eased his broken heart well. “I’m fine.”

  Giovanni pulled Crystal closer and sarcastically uttered, “He’s an interesting drunk.”

  “He won’t do it again.” Crystal looked up at her boyfriend. “Please don’t start something.”

  After rolling his eyes, Giovanni agreed, “Fine. Sorry. I know I promised to give him the benefit of the doubt.”

  “I won’t… fuck ’er,” Chad slurred and put an arm around Giovanni’s shoulders. “Promise, just talking… dick in pants.”

  “Shut up, Chad!” Crystal pushed him lightly.

  Dominic’s mouth dropped a bit. He glanced at Heather. “Just ignore them. They get along like siblings, huh?”

  Heather whispered, “Be hot to watch them going at her together.” She winked and smiled. “You can feel the sexual chemistry and competitiveness.”

  He stared at her, shocked. “You don’t know the half of it.”

  Heather had been out there watching their interaction for almost an hour. She had seen more than enough, and with Chad’s latest outburst, she knew. “Just because they cheated doesn’t mean it’s all bad. I bet something good came out of it.”

  Shaking his head, Dominic didn’t know what to say. Things had changed, partly for the better for them, but at the expense of trust. It was obvious Giovanni did not trust either Chad or Crystal. He didn’t really blame him, especially after what Chad had told him.

  “Dom, there you are.” Tommy stepped onto the balcony. “The girls are about to do a show. You wanna watch?”

  Crystal looked at him. “What kinda show?”

  “They’re strippers,” Tommy said matter-of-factly. “They’re gonna dance and take their clothes off.” He waved them in. “Come on, Chad. I’ll hook you up with one.” He laughed, knowing Chad would balk at the idea. Chad turned away and looked over the edge of the railing. “Suit yourself.” He walked back inside.

  The shouts inside told him the show had already begun. He smiled at a few guests, then sat in the recliner he told everyone was off limits. He bought it for himself. It rocked as well. That should be fun.

  He watched the two girls slowly remove clothes as they danced and gyrated around the room. They walked around every man in the room, caressing and grabbing crotches. Unlike at the club, the dancers allowed the men to touch as well. He grinned as Brenda danced between Kyle and Carter Keys from Silverblade. It was good they were having fun, since they had been mourning their bandmate for months.

  Glitter, the other exotic dancer, worked the other side of the room. Chris and Phil pulled her by the hand and gave her the same treatment as Brenda was getting. The volume in the room went up as both girls shed their bras. The ladies received a bit of fondling and, then Chris got daring and started sucking on one of Glitter’s breasts. Minutes later, he and Phil were leading her to the extra bedroom. Tommy was about to get up to watch, but then Brenda suddenly straddled his thighs.

  “Looks like the perfect time.” She quickly opened his pants and pulled out his stiff cock. “Mmm, you’re ready.” Leaning over, she whispered, “Get the condom outta my panties.”

  Tommy dove a hand into them and retrieved it. He listened to the shouts of encouragement as he rolled it on. Someone yelled, “Finally.” Someone else called out, “Start the show, Tommy.”

  He grinned and lifted the minx in front of him. The chair was perfect. Her knees fit around his hips just right. As he lowered her, she moved her panties aside. He let her engulf him slowly. When she had all of him, he hit the switch on the side of the chair and laid back.

  If it were up to him, Crystal would’ve been on his lap. Not just some chick he fucked sometimes. That would turn him on a lot more. He closed his eyes and imagined it was her.

  Dominic came inside to use the bathroom. He stopped short when he saw Tommy in the middle of the room, an almost-naked woman riding him in his new recliner. Men, mostly, cheering him on, surrounded them. He hated that part of Tommy’s parties. Although sex acts didn’t happen at all the parties, his birthday was a given.

  He tore his eyes away and found the hall bathroom occupied, with a line for it, as well. He snuck into Tommy’s bedroom and used the master bathroom. After, he avoided the living room and ducked into the dining room to get him and Heather a drink. It was quieter in there. Shane sat in a chair alone in the corner.

  “Hey, man, you OK?” Dominic sat next to him.

  Shane shrugged. “I guess. Just trying to avoid the questions.” He looked at his hands in his lap. “Everyone’s pushing to replace Troy.”

  Dominic understood more than he could express. “He can’t be replaced, right?”

  “Well, yeah. That’s what I keep saying.” Shane sighed. “He was one of a kind. He sang and kicked ass on the bass. He kept the crowd riled up. And… He was… He was my…” He bit his lip and closed his eyes. His grief was still raw. “My best friend.”

  Dominic put a hand on his shoulder. “It’s not easy. You need to give yourself time.” He paused. “But getting a new bassist is not replacing him. It’s turning the page and starting a new chapter. Things can never be what they were before. You need someone who will help you keep your sound, but bring something new to the table as well.”

  Shane looked up and gave a slight smile. “I didn’t look at it that way.”

  “We can’t see clearly from the inside.” Dominic’s words were what he needed to hear as well. “It’s easy to get caught up in the why or what-ifs. It can feel like you’re in a tunnel, and there’s no
light at the end. But you have to dig a bit deeper. The light’s there. You just have to be willing to see it. Then be able to talk about how you feel.” He leaned back, knowing he had to do the same or his guilt would consume him forever.

  Dominic took a deep breath and hoped he didn’t lose it. “I bet everything makes you think of him. Even things that shouldn’t. The pain haunts you. You blame yourself. Even if there was nothing you could do to stop it.” He took a shaky breath, holding back the tears. “It’s all normal… and part of the process. It takes a while, but the initial pain will turn into an ache. Then that will dull until it’s bearable. It’s possible when you find someone… that will heal you even more.”

  His mouth opened in awe, Shane wondered how Dominic understood. “Who’d you lose?” He spoke before thinking. “If you don’t wanna say, it’s OK.”

  “My wife…” Dominic whispered.

  On the other side of the wall, Tommy groaned as Brenda still bounced on him. He was too distracted to cum. She didn’t move the way he liked, and he couldn’t pump into her with her jerky movements. It was all just a show, anyway.

  “Did you cum yet?” Brenda asked in his ear.

  He shook his head. “You can stop if you’re tired, though.”

  She collapsed and laid her head just above his shoulder. “Good. I thought I was gonna pass out. An hour is way too much.”

  He waited until she hopped off, then held his pants up and headed to his room. After closing the door, he stopped short. Crystal lay on his bed naked. “So is this my present?”

  “Thought it’d be just what you wanted.” Giovanni stood in the bathroom doorway, shirtless with his arms folded over his chest. “I wanna watch you make her squirt.” He winked at Crystal. “Watching Brandon do that to you was so fucking hot.”

  Tommy grinned. Then he realized he still had a condom on. “Hang on a minute.” He closed himself in the bathroom. Looking in the mirror, he said to himself, “Happy 36th.” He couldn’t have imagined at 16 that at 36, he would be just as horny. After stripping the condom, he tossed his clothes in the hamper and washed up quickly.

  “OK, ready now.” Tommy strode into his bedroom naked and ready to pounce. He approached the king-sized bed. “Can I do her raw? Just a few strokes?”

  Giovanni scowled. “No way. You gotta wear a condom.”

  Tommy shrugged. He didn’t think Giovanni would go for it. “Any other limits?”

  “Not tonight.”

  Giovanni watched Tommy apply another condom and look Crystal over. He had already fucked her good and came hard. She wanted them both, but he wanted to save that for later when the party winded down.

  Licking his lips, Tommy spread Crystal’s legs. “Missed the taste of you.”

  He crawled on the bed to her and lashed her clit with his tongue wildly. When she cried out and bucked her hips, he pushed it into her pussy and thrust quickly. He loved how she responded, fisting the blanket and grinding into his face. He grabbed her ass cheeks and spread them apart before sliding his tongue down. He circled her back door several times before pressing the tip inside of her.

  Crystal’s back arched. He was always incredible, but that time, he was just… chaotic and almost savage. “Tommy, God… Fuck me, please!”

  She couldn’t remember him eating her out like that before. He didn’t do as she asked, though. Instead, he pushed two fingers into her pussy and rubbed her sweet spot like crazy, while giving her clit and ass equal time. She couldn’t figure out how he was moving so quickly, but didn’t actually care.

  Giovanni started to regret letting Tommy have her to himself, but then she screeched and squirted into Tommy’s mouth. “How the fuck did you get her to do that?”

  Tommy looked up briefly. “I never reveal my tricks.” He winked. “Seems I can do a lot you guys can’t to her.” He thought of a few things Chad had said when they had their last threesome. “Seems I got a wicked tongue.” He knew he’d been fucking almost as long as the two of them were alive… Damn, I’m getting old.

  Crystal cried out again when Tommy sucked on her clit and fucked her hard with his fingers. “Please… Please…” She felt desperation coming over her. If she didn’t have a cock deep inside her soon, she was sure to explode.

  “One more,” Tommy whispered and slipped his wet pinky into her ass as he continued the onslaught. “Come on, babe.” He got even more aggressive. She responded in seconds, with a scream and another gush of cum. “Perfect, babe.”

  Panting and quivering all over, Crystal couldn’t let go of the blanket. Her fingers locked. When Tommy hovered over her, she wanted to hold onto him and thank him, but she just stared into his eyes.

  “That good already?” Tommy laughed softly. “Mmm, wait till you feel my dick.”

  He looked down their bodies to his throbbing cock, swollen to the point of slight pain. Rarely did it grow so big, but her writhing riled him up like nothing else. He prodded her dripping wet opening and let just the tip slide in. Her hips rose to him, taking in the entire head.

  “That’s a girl. You want me, don’t you?”

  She nodded and finally let the blanket go. Her hands found his arms and held on tight. “Yessss!” Her entire body trembled with anticipation. “P-pleeeease!”

  Grinning from ear to ear, Tommy teased her, pushing in a bit more, then withdrawing completely. She tried to force him to fuck her, but he wouldn’t allow it. He glanced up at Giovanni who was trying not to laugh.

  Watching Tommy torture Crystal was not what Giovanni expected, but entertaining. She struggled to get what she wanted, but Tommy was like him: his way or no way. He had never seen it from the outside. She punched the bed and scratched his chest. Tommy moaned instead of appeasing her.

  “Yeah, babe. Bite me, too.” Tommy liked it rough, especially from Crystal. She wrapped her legs around him and locked her feet together. He moved his cock just enough to prevent her from taking it in. “Not yet.”

  Crystal pursed her lips, a bit frustrated. Then he pushed the head of his cock against her clit gently. When she gasped, he rubbed it quickly. Her nails dug into his arms while her back arched again. The pleasure was all-consuming. Her pussy tightened and released over and over, feeling so empty. The orgasms made her want him even more. She tried like hell to move her hips to the right position.

  He waited until she gave up fighting, then thrust into her hard. She screamed so loud, he thought it hurt. However, her pussy was pulsating and fluid ran over his balls. Fuck, that’s so hot. He started outright pounding her. His hips slapped hers so forcefully she cried out with each hit.

  Dominic had left Heather outside to look for Tommy. He had no idea where Crystal and Giovanni had disappeared to either. The music was loud enough at that point, he couldn’t talk to anyone without shouting.

  “You seen Tom?” he asked Jon who was in the kitchen, searching for wine glasses.

  Jon looked up and shook his head. “Bet he’s getting laid, though. Check his room.”

  After checking every other room, Dominic listened at Tommy’s bedroom door. He heard muffled noises but the music was louder. He opened the door a crack and saw nothing, but heard a female cry out. He opened it wider.

  Crystal lay across the bed on her back, naked, but he didn’t see Giovanni. Tommy was on top of her, nailing her hard. Her breasts bounced with each hit. He couldn’t take his eyes away. Tommy had mentioned a few things about her body. They were all true. He wondered if she was as tight as he bragged.

  Giovanni’s voice came from most likely the bathroom, “She’s not screaming anymore. You’re not fucking her hard enough.”

  Tommy quickened his pace. Instantly, her hips bucked and she let out a loud scream. “Yeah, babe, squeeze me.”

  Dominic closed the door quickly, not wanting anyone else to hear or see. He leaned on the door and blushed when Heather was standing in front of him.

  “Where’d you go?” she asked.

  “Was looking for Tommy.” Dominic tried to control his em
barrassment. “He’s kinda busy.”

  Heather stepped towards him. “Were you watching?” She slowly ran a hand up his thigh to his growing cock. “You liked it, huh?”

  He was breathing heavily, but couldn’t admit it had turned him on. “Not really.” Usually seeing Tommy with a woman made him roll his eyes.

  “Wanna sneak away, and let me help you with this?” She grabbed his almost full erection. Leaning in close, she whispered, “I bet I can suck the whole thing down my throat.”

  His eyes opened wide and he caught her hand. “No. Not yet.”

  “Why?” She could not understand his hesitation. “You like blue balls, don’t you?”

  He looked down. “I told you.” He pushed her back a few inches and took her hands in his. “Get to know me first? Please?”

  She couldn’t help but smile. Then a loud scream from the bedroom made her look up. Her pussy felt so neglected. Maybe I should have given Tommy a chance. She hadn’t wanted a one-night stand, though. Could I wait a few weeks for Dominic to be ready?

  With a sigh, she finally replied, “OK.” She smiled. “So far, you’re worth the wait.”

  Dominic smiled back and pulled her to the living room. They were playing “Take It To The Limit,” by The Eagles. He found a spot with some room and took her into his arms.

  “Love this song.” He moved her body to the slow beat, his hands on her hips. His taste in music was different from his bandmates. He was into bands like Led Zepplin, Pantera and Van Halen.

  Heather clasped her hands behind his neck and smiled. It was nice not to be groped all the time. Dominic spun her slow, keeping in rhythm with the song. She closed her eyes and laid her head on his shoulder, glad she agreed to go to the party.

  Back in his bedroom, Tommy held Crystal’s shoulders, gasping as he rammed his cock into her repeatedly. She clawed at his back, and shouted his name while her pussy gripped his dick hard.

  “God, babe. That’s it. You know I love that.” He moaned loudly. “Fuck, yes. Feels so good.” He nuzzled her neck and bit her gently. “Uh, damn…” She squeezed him harder and his teeth sunk in deeper. “Best… birthday… ever…”