Soon Chad began the original intro with Tommy and me playing identical bass lines, but an octave apart. Then Dominic came in, providing rhythm, which we didn’t normally have. Chris sang better without a guitar in his hands.
Giovanni started to tap on a bass drum, four, eight, 12, 16, and then he slammed his sticks down and started pounding away. Tommy and I as well as Chad and Dominic picked up the tempo with him.
By the time the song had turned pretty heavy, Rosario screamed. He looked so comfortable with it. Just after Chris’ first line, Tommy shouted, “Never surrender” into a microphone in front of him. It made me smile that his deep, sexy voice would be on the CD. Then after he cried out, “Oo-rah!” along with the rest of us, he grabbed my ass. I got flustered and hit the wrong note.
“Stop!” Jon’s voice boomed into the room.
“Damn, sorry,” Tommy whispered as he came up behind me. “I couldn’t help myself.”
Chad came over to me. “You OK, baby?”
“Yeah.” I smiled and nodded my head toward Tommy.
Then Chad laughed. “Dude, now is not the time to try and get in her panties again. We gotta make up for lost time, you know.”
“I know.” Tommy sighed. “But you know exactly why it’s so hard.”
Chad sighed. “Yeah, but you don’t see me all over her. Right? Don’t make me separate you two.” He smirked, and then left us.
As soon as we had played the entire song, the control room door opened. “Damn, that was good, but it needs something,” Jon said loudly while he walked over to Chad. “Play the original intro for me again.”
Chad complied, fingers sweeping across the frets with ease.
“Crystal, Tommy, play the end of yours.” We did the same. “Chad, one more time.” Jon picked up an extra guitar and donned the strap. Someone handed him a pick. “OK, Tom, Crystal, do it again.”
I watched Jon as we played again. He had his eyes closed and just before we got to the end, he started to play notes that were not part of the intro, but led into it. Tommy and I kept going and so did Jon, and then Dominic joined. Chad was smiling. None of us knew Jon played guitar, especially so well.
When we all stopped, Jon looked to Chad again. “You get what I want?”
“It flows better your way,” Chad admitted.
Jon put a hand on his back. “You’re on your way to being in our place one day, you know. You have amazing fingers, man.”
I bit my lip at that comment. Chad looked right at me and winked. I felt he had amazing fingers too, but I wasn’t thinking about music.
* * *
After spending the entire day on the song without finishing it, we needed a break. We decided to go to the pool hall we frequented. It was only Chad, Chris, Rosario, Giovanni and I. Everyone else had plans already.
We gave up on playing pool when everyone started getting a bit antsy and headed down to the bar. “I bet I could drink you under the table,” Rosario suddenly blurted out. He didn’t know Chris was a heavy drinker.
Chris laughed. “You can’t out-drink me.”
Rosario laughed also. “Drinking’s like a sport in the Corps.”
Chad chimed in with, “You guys suck. I can beat you both.” Chad already had a few, so he had beer balls.
“I ain’t sitting back and looking stupid,” Giovanni added. “I’m in.”
I shook my head. It was ridiculous, but they were determined to crown a drinking champion. They all handed me 20 dollars. Smart move; give it to the sober one. I wasn’t drinking with my medicine again.
Rosario ordered 20 shots of whiskey, five each. I shook my head, hoping I didn’t have to try and carry them all to the car. I was glad we took the SUV Rosario rented.
“Go!” yelled Rosario.
They downed shot after shot, until all the glasses were empty. They sat back and watched each other. After a few minutes, only Giovanni seemed affected. He drank so much less than the rest. Chris got up to buy more.
I followed him. “Don’t give any to Giovanni. Please.”
“Don’t listen to her!” Giovanni shouted.
I huffed and went back to my chair. “I have to go home with you,” I reminded him. “You better not do anything stupid.”
Giovanni put his head on my shoulder. “I’m not drunk.”
“But you will be,” I told him, slightly annoyed.
He moved his chair closer and kissed my lips. “You’ll love me anyway.”
I smiled and touched his face. “I will, but you get a little aggressive when you’re drunk.”
“So do you and them.” He turned to the other guys. “Oh, that could be interesting. You sober and all of us drunk.” He smiled and laughed a little. “Talk about Triple Threat. We’ll all attack you in the car.” He laughed again.
He was well on his way to drunkenness. If he was sober and someone came on to me because they were drunk, he’d be furious, not laughing.
Chris gave each of them three more shots. They were gone in seconds.
Giovanni soon stood up, and then fell back in his chair before yelling, “I gotta fucking pee!”
“Shut up!” I admonished him.
Rosario laughed. “Bro, you lost.”
“Fuck y-yooou,” Giovanni slurred, and then stood up again, but he grabbed my shoulder before he fell that time. He pulled me up. “Come on. I need you to hold my dick.”
We all laughed at that. I put an arm around him and walked to the men’s room with him. Then he yanked me in there with him. “Giovanni, stop.”
“I’m gonna fall if you let go. No one cares.” He walked to the urinal and tried to stay steady, but it was hopeless. He put his hands on the wall and said, “You gotta help me, or I’m gonna be on my ass. How the hell did I get this drunk?”
I sighed. “Because you don’t listen to me.”
“Sorry. Now take my dick out and point.”
I looked around and saw a man staring at us. “You wanna help him?” I laughed when he quickly left. Then I stood behind Giovanni and opened his pants.
“Don’t drop them.”
“I won’t.” I pressed my body against him and pulled his cock out. It instantly started to harden. “You can’t wait ’til we get home?”
Giovanni moaned. “That’s it, baby.” Then he laughed. “Come on. Point it down. I gotta piss.”
“Are you really holding it for him?” Rosario said from behind me. Then he was next to us, urinating also.
“You guys are so modest,” I commented, quickly turning away.
He smiled. “You saw my dick before. Why should this bother you?”
“It’s funny how you guys are all different sizes.” I smiled, knowing Rosario’s cock was almost as big as his little brother’s, just not as wide.
“Really?” Rosario looked at me. “So you seen Chad and Chris’ dicks too? Boy, you get around. What about Phil and Mark?”
Giovanni’s flow stopped, and I helped him dress again. “She seen all of them. Everyone wants my girl, but she’s all mine.”
“Come on, big guy.” I helped him away from the wall.
When we got back to the table, I lightly pushed Giovanni into a chair, and then sat on his lap to keep him there.
Chris leaned over the table. “You gotta tell us if you really had to hold it for him. We got a bet going.”
“She did,” Rosario answered. “He couldn’t even stand up. It was funny.”
Chad got up to get more shots. He came back with 12 more, not giving any to Giovanni, thankfully. I didn’t think it was a smart idea for him to keep drinking.
Then Giovanni kissed me. He put his hands around my face, and I put my arms around his neck. We kissed slowly at first. It was nice and loving, and then he slid his hand under my blouse and grabbed my breast. He pulled my body tightly against his and thrust his tongue into my mouth.
When he started to open my bra, I pushed on his chest. “Stop it,” I said, nervous someone would notice.
Chad reached an arm between us and s
eparated us. “Hey, you’re in a bar. You can’t just grope her, man.”
Giovanni looked up at him. “Why not? She’s mine.”
“Bro, cut it out before I put you in the car,” Rosario warned him.
Giovanni glared at his brother. “Fine.” Then he lifted my top and closed my bra, letting everyone get an eyeful of my breasts.
“Dude, not cool,” Chad told him. “If you do something like that again, she’s sitting on my lap.”
Giovanni rolled his eyes. I was annoyed at his behavior, but I had expected it. Every other time he was drunk was pretty much the same. I focused my gaze on the table after that. Seconds later, they started drinking the new shots down.
They soon sat back and watched each other. Chad was the first one to become clearly intoxicated. He put his head down to hide it, but I knew. He turned so I could see him and bit his lip, which made me smile.
With Chris, it was much more subtle. He looked sober until he stood up to use the restroom. He had to grab the chair to steady himself. Then he looked at me and sighed.
Rosario jumped up. “See. I told you so! I beat you all!”
I rolled my eyes. I knew Rosario had at least 40 pounds on Chris. It was his own fault for saying he could do it. I handed Rosario the money. He was still grinning madly. Soon Giovanni put his head down on me and couldn’t lift it anymore.
When Chris came back, he was having trouble walking straight and said, “We should go.”
Rosario got Giovanni and Chris in the back seat, one at a time. Chad was able to walk but leaned on me. By the time we got to Chris’s place, he and Giovanni had passed out. Rosario carried Chris up to his apartment.
I took my seatbelt off so I could check on Giovanni. I heard Chad take his off, too. Giovanni was falling over, so I leaned over and pushed him back up.
Chad put his hand up my skirt. “Baby, do you wanna stay at my house? He’s so shit-faced, he won’t be any fun.”
I quickly sat back down. “I can’t, Chad.”
“Why not?” He leaned toward me. Then he slid a hand into my blouse as he kissed my lips a few times. “I miss you, my baby girl.”
“Don’t, Chad,” I replied, trying to push him away. “You said you wouldn’t.”
He kissed my neck. “What he don’t know won’t hurt him. We could fuck right here, and he wouldn’t know.”
“Chad, you’re drunk,” I reminded him. His kisses always did me in, and he knew it. “This isn’t fair.”
He pulled me out of my seat and into his lap, with my back to him, surprising me. “Is this better?”
“What’re you doing?” I was a little annoyed.
“No one’ll know.” He started kissing my neck, softly, brushing his lips across my skin while he grabbed my breasts.
I hated that I wanted him. “I will. Cut it out.”
He lifted me up. Then I heard his zipper open. He had an arm around me tightly. I looked in the back at Giovanni again, and I felt so guilty.
“Chad, we can’t. Rosario’s gonna come right back.” I thought that would stop him.
“He won’t.”
I pushed on his arms as he tried to lower me down. I was almost sure he had his huge cock out. “Chad, I thought you promised him.”
He pulled at my panties, and the tip of his stiff dick brushed my skin. “Baby, I need you. I’m dying. Please.” He lifted his hips and penetrated me just a little. “And you’re really wet.” Then he bit my ear, and I stifled a moan. “You still like that, don’t you?”
Without warning, Rosario opened the back door. Chad let me go, and his cock impaled me. I almost panicked, but it felt so good to have him inside me again.
Rosario touched my arm. “What’re you guys doing?”
“Nothing,” Chad replied. “I was messing with her.” Then he moved his hips around a bit.
I had to close my eyes and hold in a moan. “Chad, enough,” I whispered, leaning back on him.
He softly said in my ear. “You love the way I feel, and you know it.”
I wasn’t sure how to get off Chad without Rosario figuring out what he had done. The last thing we needed was for him to tell Giovanni. Chad held my hips still and ground into me. I wanted to moan so badly. I pushed on his arms and tried to get up, but there wasn’t much room to maneuver.
Then Rosario suddenly started moving around. “I can’t find my phone. I’ll be right back.”
Chad whispered, “Baby…”
Then he held me up and started thrusting at a fast pace. I squirmed a bit, not wanting to enjoy it, but I had missed his huge cock. I knew he wasn’t letting me go. He was too drunk to be rational.
Defeated, I relaxed and closed my eyes. With my hands over his, I held in my sounds of pleasure. I bit my lip as the head of his cock kept sliding over my sweet spot. I clutched two of his fingers in each hand and moaned softly as I tensed and quivered within.
“Yeah, baby. I love how you cum.” Chad went faster, and then soon said, “Either I unload in your pussy or your mouth, baby… Oh, God! It’s coming!”
“Get me up.” I felt panic rising again.
Chad got my hips up almost enough, and then he tensed, and I fell again. He cried out, “Oh, baby!” Then he held down me tightly. His cock throbbed as his load shot into me. “Oh, God!” He continued to moan with ecstasy, “Holy shit! This feels so fucking good.”
When the shock wore off, I punched his leg. “What the fuck! How could you cum in me?”
“I’m sorry, baby.” He leaned his head on my back. “I couldn’t get you off quick enough. I swear if we have a baby, I’ll take care of you.”
Tears started to fall. “You did it on purpose. Didn’t you? You think if you get me pregnant, Giovanni will leave me, huh?”
He hugged me. “No. I swear. I wouldn’t…”
I pushed myself up a bit, and Chad helped me off him. As I adjusted my panties, Some of his semen oozed out of my pussy. “I can’t fucking believe you.”
Then Rosario opened the car door. “I dropped it on the stairs.”
Chapter 25
After Rosario put Giovanni in bed, I undressed him. It was hard not to feel guilty as I looked at him. I wanted to cry. He looked so handsome lying there. I loved him dearly. It would kill him if I were carrying Chad’s child. Then I went to the kitchen to take my pill with a few tears falling.
“Crystal, you OK?” Rosario asked, putting his hands on my shoulders. “You’re pissed off at all of us, aren’t you?”
I sighed. “Not really. I just wish you guys wouldn’t have drank so much.” Especially Chad, I didn’t add.
I walked away from him and took a shower. Knowing it wouldn’t change a thing, I tried to get as much of Chad’s semen out of me as I could. As I washed, I cried and punched the walls, trying to let out my feelings. How could he do this to me? His impulsiveness had gone too far.
When I came back in the bedroom, I lay next to Giovanni, and he rolled on top of me. “I thought you were unconscious already.”
He smiled, pulled my legs open and drove into me fast. I panicked; scared he could feel Chad’s seed. He kissed my mouth and neck while he moaned, but he was so drunk, he could barely move his hips.
After a while, it became frustrating. “Giovanni, stop already. Please. You can’t do it when you’re drunk.”
I pushed him off me, wishing he were like Chad when he drank. That was a weird thought after what had happened in the car. However, Chad had qualities Giovanni did not possess. Some of which I missed daily.
My guilt started to fade a bit, but only because I was horny as hell. Desire trumped much for me, which was a good thing at times. I stood up and looked at Giovanni. You just had to get me in the mood. My pussy was wet and swollen, aching for him.
I decided I would do it without his help, so I took a condom out and got back on the bed. I put it on him and straddled him. He looked like he had passed out, but at that point, I didn’t care. Slowly, I lowered my hips.
His eyes opened just after
my pussy had engulfed his entire rock-hard cock. Then he slurred, “What’re you doin’?”
“Finishing what you started,” I replied as I lifted my hips. “Just stay still.”
He slid his hands to my thighs as I put mine on his chest. I moved my hips as fast as I possibly could; trying to give myself, what he couldn’t. I let out a moan after a few minutes, but it didn’t like the position. I reached back to Giovanni’s thighs. I never tried it that way before. As soon as I lifted my hips, I felt the difference. Giovanni’s cock slid out at an angle and felt incredible.
When I dropped back down, I closed my eyes. “Mmmm!”
“Oh, yeah, baby. Just like that.” Giovanni moaned, obviously becoming a little alert.
I glanced at him as I pulled up again, dragging the head of his dick faster, across such sensitive areas. “Oh God, that’s good.” Then I came down hard. “Oh! That’s it.”
I gripped his thighs tighter and got into a quick rhythm. After a bit, I shifted my legs and started going faster, looking for the perfect pace to… “Oh… Oh yeah… See… I don’t… need… your… drunk ass… to fuck me… Oh, God… I can… Ah… fuck me… Oh yes!” I screamed loudly, but I was so overwhelmed, I had to stop and catch my breath.
Giovanni started to drive his cock into me quickly from below. “Damn, girl, why do you always stop when you’re up there? I need to fucking cum… Oh shit… I like this.”
I bit my lip. He could go so much faster than I could. It was so much better. “God, Giovanni… Please… Oh… Oh…” I screamed again, arching my back even more. I was leaning so far back, I almost fell over, but caught myself.
As soon as my body relaxed a little, I sat up more and looked down at Giovanni with a smile. His mouth was open and he kept gasping, like he was about to blow. I felt so much love, and Chad was completely gone from my mind.
I started to meet his thrusts, and couldn’t help but moan loudly. Then a sudden orgasm washed over me, and I cried out several times.
The bedroom door burst open. “Who’s screaming?” Then Rosario turned away. “I’m so sorry. Damn, girl. You’re loud.”
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