Bam and co.

“Bam? What is this and what is it doing in my room?”
Bam looked up to see Ville Valo standing in front of him, Cloud in tow. They had dressed her up for the occasion in a black and purple HIM t shirt and a black pleated skirt. A pair of purple chucks and a lather choker finished the look off.
Bam reached out and grabbed the girl’s wrist, pulling her into his lap.
“Cute huh? Random found her down south.” Cloud shivered in his arms. “She’s still not used to the cold.”
Vile sighed, “Yes she’s cute, but what was she doing in my room?”
“Thought you might need a pick me up after the flight in. Do what you want with her, she’s on the pill.”
Ville stared at the skate in obvious surprise. Bam was usually very possessive of his girlfriends, so he had originally thought the girl was some sort of groupie. Yet Bam was acting as though she belonged there. Acting as though she were another one of his toys.
“And how do you feel about all this/” he turned to the girl.
“Well… I’m Bam’s sort of. MTV is paying so that him and Ryan can keep me here. He can pretty much do what he wants. I don’t really mind.”
Ville blinked. “So you would sleep with me just because he wants you to?”
“Oh well it’s okay. You seem very nice.”
Ville shook his head. The whole ordeal was just too strange. He looked to the skater. ”Bam this is ridiculous!”
“No it’s not. She loves it, the little whore.” He slipped his hand up under her skirt, revealing that there was nothing underneath. She parted her legs slightly for him.
“See? A whore. Just like a said.”
Ville couldn’t help but stare. She was completely shaved and he could see her dripping from four feet away.
“Want some?” Bam dipped two fingers into her. He licked some of the clear fluid off and then held his hand out to the Finn. The singer stepped forward and grasped the skaters hand. Pale red lips wrapped around dripping digits. Cloud gasped as she felt Bam’s cock twitch beneath her.
“Hey, the guys need to know…” Ryan burst into the room, stopping midsentence at the scene in front of him. Tim Glomb stood behind him along with a tall man covered in sawdust. “Oh, sorry.”
Tim glanced around, trying to repress a grin. “Justin here needs the first aid kit, he tore his arm up good.”
The man in question was tall, with a bright cherry red Mohawk that was pulled back into a ponytail. A large tribal tattoo crawled across his collarbones and his right forearm was covered in hearts and lightening bolts. He gingerly peeled off his bloodstained shirt revealing a large gash going from his shoulder to his chest. A large alien like creature with a lavalamp arm posed on his ribs and a pair of wings covered his back. From the top of his jeans a small heart and tribal patter could be seen and his uncut shoulder was decorated with a large heart and spiraling design. A silver hoop adorned his bottom lip as well as both nipples.
Bam sighed and adjusted himself slightly. “Cloud, you go with him.” He grinned at the taller man. “Clean him up good, but don’t get cum all over you’re new clothes.”
Ryan and Tim giggled as Justin raised an eyebrow, looking Cloud up and down. She blushed and scampered forward to drag him off towards the bathroom and the bandages.
“Is he for real?” Cloud looked up at the man and nodded.
“Yeah, he is. I’ll sleep with you if you want. Or do pretty much anything else.”
Cloud led him into the bathroom and sat him down on the edge of the tub. After a few moments of rifling through the contents of a the towel closet she pulled out a large bottle of rubbing alcohol and some ace bandages. As she wiped away the blood and wrapped the cut, Cloud became very aware of Justin’s closeness. His warm breath and the calloused hand snaking around her waist. Just as she finished he grabbed her and pulled her flush against him.
“It still hurts a bit. Make it better.”
Cloud lowered her head and kissed his wrist, smelling the blood seeping into the bandage. She worked her way up to his neck and sensitive ears. He grabbed her by her hair and pulled her off.
“Clothes. Off. Now.” Cloud nodded and stared at the floor as she stripped what little she had on. “now come here.”