Headbangers Ball

Headbanger's Ball

Longer Disclaimer:

***I do not know Hayden Christensen, Tom Welling, Jensen Ackles, Tove Christensen, Jared Padalecki nor Peter Michels in this story except for the females. I do NOT get paid for this story as well. This story is FICTION. I do NOT personally know any of these celebrities either nor do they know me (although I HAVE met Hayden Christensen, Tove Christensen and Peter Michels twice).***

Part I:


"OMG!!!" they screamed as the lights went down in the stadium.
The thousands of fans cheering around them, sounded like a ton of thunderous chanting Gods from up above. The grounds literally shook from the stomping of feet, making the girls even more anxious and excited.

It was the summer of 1985 and "Red Moon" was at it's peak with their 5th album. At first, they were a mock group, performing remade songs just for fun. But the fans became loyal and crazy when the group sounded ten times better than the original singers. Their acts were from out of this world, mostly perverted and inhumane. Not only that, but fans and non-fans could honestly admit that "Red Moon" was the only rock band to have each one of it's members sexy, attractive and irresistable. Not one of them had an inch of ugliness to them. It was made of 6 of the most erotic, sensual, God like men in the whole universe.

The band never had a leader, for they all played instruments and they each had their own songs they sang. Decisions were made by all of them, not just one or two. They shared everything. And we mean EVERYTHING. Their names were, Hayden, Tom, Tove, Peter, Jensen and Jared.


As the crowd came into a quiet hush, a figure with an electric guitar came out of the darkness with the first few notes of "Rock You Like A Hurricane".

As the beat started, the fans banged their heads up and down. Jared curled his teeth back as he bent slightly, strumming his fingers over the strings of his guitar. The spot light bathed him with another one hovering over Tom, who had his long stringy black hair over his face. His lips merely touched the microphone as he caressed it with his large firm hands, cupping the stem of the mic. His eyes pierced the crowd as his ripped jeaned leg kicked the air.

"HOLY FUCK!!! HOLY FUUUUUCK!!" Maree screamed as she jumped up and down. Her body sweaty and overwhelmed, stood smack in the front of the stage. Cranking her neck to look up at him, she threw her hands out and screamed his name.


"...Its early morning
The sun comes out
Last night was shaking
And pretty loud
My cat is purring
And scratches my skin..."


The other girls jumped up and down as Tom sang his tunes. Everytime he looked over to them, he would smile crookedly and rub the stand of the mic in between his legs.
Marcy called out "OMG!! Hayden!!!"

"Where!? WHERE??!!" Chris called out, grabbing Marcy's shoulder.

Marcy pointed toward the back of the stage as Hayden came all the way from there, tilting his body down as if sneakily running behind Tom. In less than a second, Hayden jumped up toward the crowds, making the fans go crazy.

Behind Hayden came Jensen and Pete, their heads banging in unison with the fans across the stadium. At one point, Tove, who was already sitting behind his drum set on a higher platform, threw his drum sticks upward and caught them before doing a triple session on his drums. This made one of the girls, Meg, screech louder than a car halting before a hit and run.

The other girls stared in amazement and awe as one started to cry. Cin couldn't talk, scream or even sing. Her heart pounded violently as her eyes stayed on Hayden then Tom. Her body quivered with desire just to touch one of their pant legs.

Maree grabbed Cin's elbow, "Look at hiiiiiim...omg look!!"

"I can't!! OMG I am so gonna fucking drop dead!!" Cin cried out as Hayden ran over and squatted, his microphone close to his mouth as he sang along the chorus. His eyes roamed over each girl, smiling his sensual smile.

"Oh, Fuck me sideways to HELL!!!!" Marcy screeched as she threw her hands forward and tried grabbing for him. Her eyes became wide and her lips quivered, begging from within for him to touch her just once.

Hayden leaned forward and within a second, all the girls were tearing at him. His response was what made them crazy when he chuckled on the mic and suddenly grabbed his balls and said "You want this??!!"

"YEEEESSSS!!!!!" they all screamed as they reached out and kept grabbing at him. The security guards broke the match before anyone could even get a feel of Hayden. He was surely teasing him as he stood up and grabbed his guitar and played the wicked tunes. Pete came in and joined him, playing the base guitar as Jensen tapped on the organ.


"...The night is calling
I have to go
The wolf is hungry
He runs the show..."


The fans jumped and roared over and over as the band played the song longer than it should have. By tails end, the lights flashed and sparks shot out from behind the enormous speakers on the stage.

Pete took his guitar and swung it over his shoulders. He lifted it up high and smashed it agianst the floor, sending shatters of fiberglass everywhere on stage. It all seemed like slow motion.

"OH FUCK!!" Meg screamed as she tried jumping over the stage. Her jeans ripped even more as she threw one knee over the front stage.
A security guard came and grabbed Meg by her thin waist. She screamed out Pete's name as she jumped up and down singing the chorus. The security smiled and let her go before standing back with his arms crossed.


"...Here I am, rocked you like a hurricane
Here I am, rocked you like a hurricane..."


"Wild night, eh?" one of the guards asked him.

"Sure is. This is nothing. These girls go ANYWHERE this band goes. I wouldn't be surprised if the guys know them by name!" the guards laughed.

Tom and Tove sang a duet of "Heaven Isn't Too Far Away". Tove sang first as they both sat on barstools. Their ripped jeans exposed their chiseled knees and their boots complimented their hair. Tove had brown ones and Tom wore black.


"...Heaven isn't too far away
Closer to it every day
No matter what your friends might say..."


The fans raised their hands and swayed back and forth as some girl beside the other girls began to scream Jensen's name out, loudly. Meg and Maree stood to the front of the stage as they both looked up in awe at their favorite men. Tom, strummed his guitar as he sang his next words and looked at Maree...


"...When I come home late at night and your in bed alseep
I wrap my arms around you so I can feel you breathe...
I don't need to be a superman
As long as you will always be my biggest fan..."


He smiled as he sang those last words, making Maree cry out. After the song was over, the guys left the stage, waving at the crowd. They stood by their instruments for one last song that was lead by Hayden.

The lights dimmed as the crowds lowered their rants. The dark stage became more contrast when a white piano stood in the middle of it. The center of that stage spun in a very slow circle, illuminating said piano. The notes began to play as Hayden appeared after a full turn. His long hair hung at his shoulders and his firm fingers played the ivory notes pleasantly. He played his version of "Home Sweet Home" with the guys singing in the background during the chorus.

As Hayden sang, he lifted his head and closed his eyes...

"You know I'm a dreamer
But my heart's of gold.
I had runaway high
So I wouldn't come home low..."


Fans began to flick on their lighters as he sang. The other guys followed suit as they started to sing. Hayden stood up, grabbed the mic, and screamed the chorus. He held the mic under his mouth as he stared at the crowd and pointed forward. His hair hung wet over his eyes and his face contorted harshly as he sang his next words...

"...And I'm comin' off this
Long & winding road

I'm on my way
I'm on my way
Home sweet home..
Tonight, tonight
I'm on my way
I'm on my way
Home sweet home!!"


While Pete took his guitar Meg screamed his name yet again, over and over almost in a chant.

The other girls cried out Hayden and Tom's names with spurts of Jensen and Jared screeches. All of them sang as Tove pounded on the drums, swinging his head back and forth.. After the second chorus, Jared and Pete both played their guitars together almost in a match, battling each other back and forth.

Finally, the end came and Hayden was back in his seat playing the piano, as the lights dimmed and focused on just him...


"...I'm on my way
I'm on my way
Home Sweet Home
Yeah
I'm on my way
Just set me free
Home Sweet Hoooooome!!"


He played the piano until the end, when every single fan in the stadium jumped up and roared in a herendous cheer. Hayden dropped his head as he took a few deep breaths. He finally looked up slowly and smiled widely at the fans, making them scream even louder...

"Goodnite.." he echoed in the mic as the lights in the stadium went on and the guys exited off the stage. As the stadium began to move and fans started to exit, the song "Road to Nowhere" began to play.

The girls grabbed their backstage passes and began to follow the security guard. One after the other, they whimpered quietly as they were lead behind the curtains. One would say they acted like 12 year olds when in fact, they were well over 21 years old.


At the end, there was a walkway that resembled a terminal. At the end of that walkway, there were guys and girls mostly directors, coordinators, choreographers, and stage crew people, getting drunk, high and eating everything under the roof.

"Ladies...follow me.." the guard said as he waved at them. The girls obeyed but Meg stopped mid way when she saw Tove walk out of the bathroom. His scraggly hair hung in a lose ponytail and his face appeared red and sweaty.

"Omg..can I?? Pretty please??" she asked the guard. He took one look at Tove and then Meg, waited, then smiled.

"Sure." he responded.
Meg walked up to Tove and before he could even look at her, she grabbed him in a tight hug, never wanting to let go.

"Jesus!!" he called out as he tried prying her away.

"OMG, you did soooo good out there, Tove!!" Meg assured him with a big toothy grin.

"Meg!" Tove laughed, "I didn't think you'd make it!" he said sarcastically, but chuckled anyway.

"Oh you know me, Tove.." she smacked his arm lightly, "Never could pass up a chance on meeting you.."

"Yeah I know..what's this...like the 50th time??" Tove said as he raised his eyebrows in a hello to a passerby.

"Well, technically, it's only been..."

"Shhh...I know, Meg...I was just kidding." Tove smiled genuinely as he leaned in and gave her a kiss, which seemed to be closer to her lips, this time.

"Why don't you come into my dressing room and we can have a little....chat." Tove asked as he tilted his head and smirked.

"Really?" Meg asked.

"Suuure..after all, I feel like I know ya already, baby..." Tove chuckled as his eyes became small slits. Meg knew he was high, but she didn't care.


Marcy was the first one in Hayden's dressing room. He hadn't been in there yet, but as she looked around, she decided to steal some of his belongings.

Chris walked in as well, then Cin followed. Maree was away having her chance in meeting Jared and Tom. They were out back, taking swigs of Night Train and celebrating their 5th album. Jensen and Hayden were still somewhere signing autographs for magazines and such.

"Jesus, Marcy, think you can fit all that shit in your purse??" Cin asked as she stood by the door on the look out.

"Fit? Marcy can fit an elephant in her fucking purse if it had Hayden painted all over it." Chris snorted as Cin laughed.

"Shit! He's coming!! He's comiiiiing!!" Cin crooned as she tried finding for a place to hide. She hid behind the curtain to his closet.

Chris and Marcy stood up straight with kool aid smiles on their faces as he walked in. Marcy hadn't realized that a pair of his underwear were hanging out of her purse.

"Dude, I don't think I'll be able to fuckin' get up in the mornin' for another show." he laughed as Jensen tugged on a joint then passed it to Hayden.

"Best way to do it is, get some ass and knock the fuck out.." Jensen spoke in a kidding yet deep voice as he chuckled and slapped the door.
Jensen left just as Hayden turned to the girls, with the joint hanging loose from his lips. His eyes squinting as he held a beer bottle in his hand.

He paused, took a tug then exhaled slowly and squinted his eyes more. After a second, he opened his arms and sort of danced toward the girls.

"Well, well well...look who the fuckin' cat dragged in..."


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Part II:


Tom and Jared watched as Maree sat by a wall out back. They sipped their beers slowly as they eyed her from head to toe.

"Mmm...damn, she looks hot..." Jared spoke in a low growl.

"Too bad, man...she's mine." Tom assured Jared as he jumped off of the opposite wall and headed toward her.

"You're lucky. I'm GIVING you the chance to take her, cos I got the last one...just so your Irish ass remembers.." Jared called out, making Tom turn around to him again. Tom bowed to Jared, almost falling over.

"Why thank you, Master Dingo..." Tom slurred as he flipped his black hair back over his shoulders and smiled.

Jared shook his head as he was suddenly yanked by one of their PR's.

"Jared! Entertainment wants you, now!" she laughed, "Perk your ass up!"

With that Tom winked at Jared then waved goodbye as Jared chuckled, "Asshole.."

"So Alive" by Love & Rockets

Tom kicked a can on the wet pavement as he walked over to Maree who had been looking up at the night sky. His hands were dug in his jean pockets as his boots scraped the wet tar under him. His head was slightly hung as his black hair swayed each time he took a step. Maree looked over at him with a small smile.

"Hey.." she spoke gently.

"Hey you..." Tom responded as he threw his head back, his long raven hair flowing back as well and watched her intently. He sucked in his teeth as he leaned back slowly against the wall. A minute passed by before he made the first move. His hand reached up to her face as his thumb caressed her lips.

"Thought I wasn't gonna see you tonight.." he whispered as he moved closer to her. His lips merely caressed hers as she tilted her head up to him and gradually closed her eyes.

"Why would you think that?" she asked curiously, but with a seductive streek to her, "I always make it to all your concerts..."

Tom paused for a moment as he looked at her. His eyes roamed over hers, then down to her lips, just before he crashed them over hers.

"Mm!!!.." Maree whimpered as her arms swung around his neck. With a grunt, he grabbed her ass and lifted her over his waist. Swinging her around, he sat on the wall as she sat over him. The chemistry was so thick, not even a knife would have been able to cut a slit through it.

Tom bit her lower lip hard as he bucked against her, making Maree wrap her legs around him even more. His hands slid up her thigh and under her jean mini skirt. He gasped needingly as he realized she wasn't wearing any underwear at all.

"Jesus.." he whisperd into the kiss as he squeezed her ass tightly. His tongue explored hers as he deepend the kiss. Maree ran her hands through his long hair, removing it from his face. She massaged his shoulders then going down lower until she met his waist. Once there, she tugged on the waistline of his jeans.

"I want this.." she moaned as Tom chuckled.

"How bad?" Tom teased as he moved his hands over to his buckle and undid the jeans. He hadn't lowered them at all, but managed to spring his hardened cock out of the slit.

"So...so...baaaad..." Maree groaned as she took it upon herself to stroke his shaft from root to tip over and over. She quickly glanced over to the back entrance of the stadium and noticed several people leaving the stadium. One of them looked over at them and gasped, saying something obscene and making the others look as well and laugh.

"Shit.." Maree giggled as she hid her face in his neck.

Tom laughed as he sunk his cock into her and began thrusting against her.

He grunted, "Don't tell me your scared of a little peep show..."

Maree pulled back just a bit as her smile widened, her breath a little ragged.

"Hell fucking no..." she bit her bottom lip as Tom watched her. His smile grew as he licked his lower lip, then crashed his lips against hers again. His breathing became harder as he lifted her up. Standing up, he pulled out, set her down on her feet and bent her over the wall. Within a few seconds, he was pounding her from behind. His arms around her as he grabbed her shoulders and thrusted deeper. Parting her legs, he shoved his cock in an upward way, that made Maree gasp hard.

"Fuck!!"

"This what you came for??" Hmm?" he grunted as he hammered her harder.

"More...more!!" Maree cried out as her eyes shut tight. She flipped her hair to the side, letting Tom lean over and gently bite her jawline.

No one else was out there. After the others realized Tom meant business, they all ran away.

"Harder, Tom...harder!!" she begged as his face contorted into a delicious frown, panting and moaning for more.

His hips bucked into her harder and faster than before. Her ass jiggled from the pounding of his thighs against her flesh. Tom reached around and teased her swelling sex as his cock grinded in and out of her, his pace picking up. Just then, his eyes became a little blurred. The joint he had been smoking before took affect as his body became relaxed. He chuckled as he banged his way home.

"Woooo!!!" he shouted as he grabbed Maree's hair in a ponytail, making her laugh, "How ya feelin' baby??!!"

"So fuckin' good!!" she moaned loudly as the waves started to hit her. Her orgasm took over making her moan and call out his name louder. The more she did that, the more he grunted and pounded into her. He clenched his jaw as he let out a deep awaited breath. His nose flared as he let go of his release, his body jolting with each erotic spasm.

"FUCK YESSSS!!" he hollared as he exploded into her.

~

"Poison" by Alice Cooper


Pete sat on the couch in his dressing room. The room had actually belonged to him and Tove. Given the fact that they had been best friends since their childhood, they took it upon themselves to share a room everytime they went on tour or were doing a concert. He sat with his leg crossed over the other as he tugged on a joint and sipped his beer. His sunglasses hung in a low manner over his nose as he watched his best friend and a fan of theirs interact.


"You look so fucking delicious in that mirror, Megan..." Tove seductively complimented her as his eyes pierced hers from the reflection. He had her in a doggystyle position, caressing her long black and red hair away from her back and letting it fall to her side. In the midst of fucking her for the 3rd time, he had let his hair loose and now he ran his fingers through it delicately as he leaned up and took a small breather. His cock was still burried inside of her when he took a swig of his cold beer. His muscles shined from the sweat that dripped over him. August was indefinitely the hottest month of the year and also the sunniest. His tanned body was framing over her small petite one. His eyes became a bit droopy as Pete handed him the joint. Tove tugged on it and waited before he let it out slowly into the already smokey room.


"Took you a while to notice..." Meg mocked as she rolled her eyes seductively and looked into the mirror. Her eyes roamed from Tove to Pete ocassionally. Tove noticed and bit his bottom lip. His hand smoothed her ass gently, then suddenly crashed against her skin, burning a red swollen hand print on it.

"Damn it, FUCK!!" she cried out as her body swayed forward a bit.

"Keep your eyes on me, Megan...." Tove demanded as he started rocking into her, "eyes...on ....me...."

Meg sighed in such a frustrating way that it made Tove chuckle in victory. His eyes were low but wicked as he hammered into her conitnuously. He gripped her thighs, slamming his hips harder and harder into her. Her pussy swelled from him banging into her every which way possible, for every hour he had selfishly fucked her. Meg's eyes watched Tove intently as he thrusted his hips into her, his cock hitting her core, causing her desirable pain. The look on his face, so demanding, irresistable and horny, made her walls quiver with release.

Tove felt it and stopped momentarily. With one long thought, he looked over at Pete.

"Come here..." he growled as Pete stood up and flicked his roach into an ashtray.

Tove leaned into him and kissed his lips softly, making Meg's eyes widen with a sensually horrific stare.

"Fuck me dry..." she whimpered.

Tove whispered something in Pete's ear, but before Meg could attempt to eavesdrop, his jeans were peeled off and he stood naked as the day he came into this earth. Pete moved over by her and kneeled on the bed.

"Tove says you like to give head...says you give awesome fucking head. Is that true, Megan?" Pete asked as he caressed Meg's cheek.

"Wanna find out??" she asked as she glanced over at Tove who surprisingly smiled.

"Baby, not only do I wanna find out, but I wanna shove my cock so far down your throat that you'll need a fucking respirator by the end of the night..." Pete chuckled then laughed once Tove laughed. The high took over and their faces looked as if they were about to drop into a two week sleep.

Meg leaned in and took Pete's cock into her mouth. Surprised by his actual thickness, it made her gag just slightly, once he was fully in.

"Come on baby....suck it.." Pete begged softly as he ran his fingers over her hair. He watched her under low lidded eyes, his tongue licking his lips as he began to get cotton mouth, incouraging him to take a few sips of his beer.

Meg looked up at him as she took his whole shaft in deeply. Her body rocked faster as Tove filled her from the other end. His hips gradually thrusting faster as he watched her reaction to sucking Pete's cock.

"That's it, sugar cakes...you're lookin' fine as hell, baby..." Tove crooned as he ran his fingers through his long sweaty hair again, then slapped his hand over Meg's ass once more.

Meg squinted at the smack. Her body rocked harder as Tove slammed his hips into her more. Pete grabbed her head and began to ram his cock into her mouth deeper than before. She pulled away slightly, as she licked him from head to root; up and over. His moans picked up as he stroked himself faster while she pleased him on her end. Her tongue snaked over to his tip and teased it, making him growl and shove his cock back into her mouth.

"Fuck her hard..." Pete demanded Tove. With one wicked look at Pete, Tove slammed his cock against Meg's womb, causing her to scream out his name over Pete's shaft. Tove bared his teeth as he dug his nails into Meg's hips, making sound against the back of her thighs. His long hair fell to his face as he banged into her harder and harder. With one evil sneer and an inclosed deep grunt, he threw his head back and howled his release. Pete came just then as his mouth dropped open and his sensual frown stared at Meg. His cock pulsing and squirting every bit of him over her lips, tongue and face. Meg moaned as she licked his juices, her own soaking Tove's length, making it easier for him to slip in and out of her.


"Oh Yeah!! Fuck yeah!!! Talk about Rock and Roll baby!!!!" Tove panted as he slammed into her deeper, expressing the rest of his cum into her. He pulled out and smeared his juices over her ass, then bent over and licked one of her cheeks.

"Best ass I've ever tasted..." Tove moaned as his lips sucked her skin.

Meg smiled as Pete licked her lips, sucking his flavor off of her.

"Thanks for coming tonight..." he smiled crookedly.


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Part III:

"Love Hurts" by Nazareth

"You know..." he inhaled his joint, "if you wouldn't have been such a fine piece of ass, I'd have to charge you for taking my underwear..."

Marcy's eyes widened a bit as she tilted her head, pretending she didn't know what he was talking about.

Hayden chuckled deeply and wholeheartedly as he walked toward the girls and leaned into Marcy. He bit his bottom lip as his face came inches from hers, making her gasp softly. Her eyes never left his until he backed away slightly and pulled the underwear she had in purse out in front of her.

"These look familiar?" Hayden asked as he swayed them in front of her.

"Oh.." Marcy giggled, "yeah those...they just...I really don't know how they got there..." she pleaded innocently as she batted her eyes with a small chuckle.

That made Hayden laugh as he finally took a sip of his beer and watched her with the corner of his eye.

"So...you guys made it...again.." he spoke as he turned and went for his closet. He peeled off his tank top and threw it in there, not realizing Cin was in it. The shirt fell over her face, making her gasp. She tore it away and literally crouched down in defeat. Her body quivered as she mouth "OMG!!!" then took the shirt and inhaled his sweaty scent.

"Umm..Hayden?" Chris asked as she walked over to him and placed a hand on his shoulder. She noticed him squint in slight pain.

"Careful there baby.." he spoke with a cigarette between his lips. Marcy had taken the joint he had left on the ashtray. She coughed as she inhaled hard. Hayden looked over at her and shook his head.

"Never fails." he said as he grabbed the joint from her and turned it off.

"Are you hurting, Hayden?" Chris asked as she followed him across the room.

"Try carrying a fucking guitar everywhere you go for 12 hours straight." he spoke in such a cocky way that it almost offended Chris.

"Want me to give you a back rub?" Marcy asked as she sat on the couch and patted the area between her legs.

Hayden looked over at her and smiled, "You're a cute one aren't you?"

Marcy squeeled from within and was almost positive he had heard her from the way he winked at her. Chris stood there with her arms folded apparently angry that he had been acting very dismissing toward her.

The stereo played the ending of Nazareth's songs and Chris calmly sat away from the two. Hayden glanced at her as he lowered his head. He sat slowly on the floor in front of Marcy and leaned his head back and closed his eyes. Marcy began to massage his shoulders as he squinted in pain again, yet he let her proceed. She took his long dirty blond hair and moved it over to his side as she caressed the nape of his neck. As Marcy did this, she looked over at Chris who looked as if she was attempting to distract herself with one of Hayden's awards.


"Chris baby...come'ere.." Hayden said as he opened his eyes and patted the area on the floor, next to him. Chris reluctantly made her way over.

"Thought you were ignoring me.." she said as she crawled to him. His eyes on her as he held out a hand to her.

"Now why would I ignore this fucking gorgeous hot chic in front of me, hmm?" Hayden smiled as Chris finally sat beside him. Her hands went straight to his chest as she playfully caressed his small hairs.

He looked down at her fingers then reached out for them and grabbed them. Bringing her fingers to his lips, he kissed each one then bit her index finger. Marcy watched as her insides quivered with desire. She shifted closer to him, having his back right in between her legs. Her center merely touched his back as she ran her hands over his shoulders and up into his hair. Hayden moaned as he threw his head back and smiled.

"Fuck...I'm in pussy heaven..."

Chris got up and started to strip before Hayden, as he reached up and attempted to grab her thigh. Licking his lips, he grabbed Marcy's hand and brought it down to his cock, making her squeeze it hard.

"That's right baby...feel it...own this cock" Hayden mumbled as he whimpered a "Mmmmmmm".

His hips bucked slowly against Marcy's hand as Chris revealed her underwear and bra, a lacey black set. She moved over to him and as she leaned over, she pulled her stockings down slowly, then placed her foot on his shoulder, pushing him back against Marcy.

Marcy took the chance and let go of him, so she too could strip from her clothes, revealing a silk wine colored lingerie. Hayden grabbed Marcy's jeans from her ankles and yanked them off as his head layed back in between her legs. Her breasts hovered over his face as he finally grabbed them and squeezed them togther, burrying his long hot tongue in between them. Chris leaned in as Hayden pulled one hand away from Marcy's tits and began to feel Chris' soaking folds. Hayden pulled the g-string over and slipped two fingers into Chris' aching center, making her gasp loudly. The more Chris rocked against him, the deeper his fingers went. His lips explored Marcy's nipples one by one as she lowered her hand and began to finger herself, watching what was taking place. His thumb began to press into Chris' clit as his fingers dug into her more and more.

"Fuck..." Chris gasped as she lowered her head and held his shoulders with her palms. Hayden heard her and pulled his lips away from Marcy.

"Is that a demand?" Hayden asked as he smirked at Chris.


"Bad Reputation" by Joan Jett

Before the girls knew it, Hayden had Chris on all fours over the couch and fucking her senseless. Marcy fucked him from behind with her fingers, dipping one then two. Hayden was not even a bit reluctant when she had offered to please him in this way. Little did she know, it arroused him to be pleasured anyway possible. As he hammered Chris from behind, he lifted his arms and curled his fingers around a bench bar behind the couch. His chiseled thin arms flexed each time he pouned her upwardly. His legs spread apart as his ass clenched with each thrust. His teeth curled back in a sneer as he felt Marcy bury more fingers into him.

Hayden let his long hair fall back as he leaned into Chris and plunged her harder. Her breasts swayed harshly below her as her hands clenched the back of the couch; her knuckles whiter than snow.

"FUCK!!! OH FUCK, HAYDEN!!" she screamed as he ripped into her. Her core felt sore from his cock pounding against it.

Hayden turned slowly to Marcy. His eyes red and droopy as his smile widened. She knew what time it was and as she smile, she obeyed his plea. Marcy crawled under Chris almost engaging Chris in a horseback ride. Hayden pulled out and entered Marcy, soaking wet and adding more lubricant from him and Chris' essence into her. As he thrusted forward, Chris felt his fingers enter her. One thumb in her tight hole and the other fingers in her crotch. Once there, he slammed his palm against her, filling her with his long firm fingers over and over. Her juices dripped out of her as he quickened his pace. Grunts filled the room as their arrousals came into tune. Hayden's lower thighs thrashed against Marcy's ass, his stomach pounding against Chris'.

Hayden's name could be heard all around backstage in unison with Joan Jett's "Bad Reputation"

One of the crew members passed Hayden's dressing room and shook his head, "Damn rockers!!"

All along, Cin was still in his closet hyperventilating from what was taking place before her. Never in a million years was she exposed to this. This had been her first time meeting the guys and it was a memory she'd take with her to her grave.

The End :)