Lustful Desires

Part 1: Best Friends....Forever1

Jennifer and I have always been best friends since the seventh grade. We made a pact to never separate and swore to stay together forever, no matter what became of us. No one would come between us or drift us apart. We swore to this special pact by blood. It had been Jennifer’s idea, really. I remember that she grabbed one of my mother’s sharp silver kitchen knives and then she made a small but deep cut on her left wrist. She then ordered me to open up my mouth before she squeezed the cut, the blood trickling out of her cut and into my mouth. I didn’t object as I ingested her warm dark red blood. I did the same thing to her, to have her swallow my blood as well. 2

It must sound crazy for us to have even done that but once we ingested each other’s blood, we felt closer to each other in ways that we never did before. That was when we felt much closer to one another than as best friends. More inseparable. More like sisters, but even then it was different. And so yes, we were inseparable. Jennifer practically lived at my house sometimes because her mother was barely home and didn’t like to be alone. And besides, she was always welcomed at my house, as my mother would say. 3

Not only would we live at each other’s houses and all, but in school we had all the same classes at one point. We would throw slumber parties at my house (most times, it was just the two of us). Since my bed was huge, we chose to share it. There was no harm in it. She and I would play games like truth or dare. Other times, we’d perform makeovers on another or stay up all night and watch movies of all types. It was her who got me into horror flicks and loved them as much as she did. The first film we watched together was a film about Bloody Mary. It terrified me but yet I loved the thrill of fear and the adrenaline that pulsated through my veins, like an unnerving rush of paranoia. 4

Antichrist Rising was our favorite hard rock band who happened to have a gorgeously attractive singer named Ritchie Findler. Jennifer was madly in love with him while I had a huge thing for their dreamy and exotic base player Randy Kotzen. Together, we’d spend countless hours talking about our fantasies about Ritchie and Randy, practically worshiping them and their music religiously. If and when we felt like being creative, we’d pick up our guitars and jam along to our favorite Antichrist Rising song “Blood Lust”. Most times, we would sing along and dance erotically to them. 5

We always planned to go to one of their concerts one day but we never did. Their concerts were very expensive and they never came to our small town of Celeste Kettles. Jennifer tried to contact their manager Cody Pine, asking him or rather pleading for them to come to our town. But as usual, we were turned down, shattering our dreams of seeing the band live. We never gave up, though and ever since then, we continued to attempt to get our favorite rock band to come to our shitty town. 6

As we grew older, we still didn’t leave each other. Even in the ninth and tenth grade, we were still tight like sisters and the best of friends. Surprising, we had most classes together, which was a great thing. In biology, we were lab partners and when we would get in trouble for talking during our teacher’s lectures, we would text each other or pass notes (which ever one seemed easier at the time). At lunch, we sat at the same rounded table with our crowd of common friends and acquaintances surrounding us. The only time we were apart was during gym, math class, and our lockers. 7

And while Jennifer had popularity and was the head cheerleader of our high school, I was semi-popular and currently, I had a very handsome boyfriend named Bobby. Bobby wasn’t a geek, emo, or a jock or even prep. He was just right. He was sweet and intelligent. His hair was black, long and curly. A lot of the girls had a thing for him but yet he chose me over them. Even Jennifer took a liking to him but she knew better than to betray me. She was like the snowflake beauty queen who got whatever she wanted but she knew her limits when it came to me. 8

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“Put on something sexy, alright Megan?” Jennifer cutely stated as she stood beside my locker, watching me put my textbooks and notebooks away while she bit her lower lip. 10

“What for? Are we like going out later or something?” I asked her, slamming my locker shut. I knew better than to question her motives but I was curious this time. 11

“Because we’re going to Ruby’s Roadhouse.” She answered, twirling her luscious hair around her finger. 12

“Don’t we have to be twenty-one to get in there?” 13

“Yeah well, who cares? Guess who finally decided to roll into town tonight?” She happily smiled. My eyes widened vigorously. 14

“No, they didn’t! You’re lying.” I half-squealed in delight. 15

“No I’m not. Antichrist Rising is going to play at Ruby’s Roadhouse for one night only. I guess they finally got tired of us whining to them.” 16

“Oh my god, Jennifer! That means….” For some reason, I couldn’t say Randy Kotzen’s name. I couldn’t believe it. 17

“That’s right. Ritchie Findler and Randy Kotzen will be performing. I heard that they will let people go back and hang out with them or fuck them or something like that.” She smirked. My lips curled into a delightful smile. This was unbelievable. Antichrist Rising has finally come to our town! It was like a dream come true, like my prayers were answered for once. And it was all because of Jennifer.18

“Wow, I’m only hours away from being with Randy. I’m totally going to look scrumptious for him tonight. He’ll never know what hit him.” I excitedly said, my heart pumping loudly in my chest. It felt like my heart would explode into a million pieces. If it did, I wouldn’t have noticed it because of how damn happy I was. 19

“I’ll pick you up around seven-thirty. We’ll need to make sure that we get up front. It shouldn’t be that hard though, with the way we look.” Jennifer recently bought her first car. It was a mustang and glossy red like her lips. It was glamorous and shiny, things that she loved the most. “Be sure to be extra seductive for tonight. I’ll see you then.” 20

Once Bobby drove me home and after he kissed me goodbye, I practically darted into the house and straight up the stairs to my room. I refused to waste any time because before I knew it, it would be seven-thirty. With my favorite band blaring through my stereo speakers, I straightened my natural blonde hair, singing along to their newest single “Agents of Lucifer”. Ritchie Findler’s voice seductively sang with a cynical tone, finding their way through my ears and going straight to my heart. My heart nearly stopped when Randy’s base solo came on. Oh how great Randy was with his hands! Only if I could have them all over me!21

As soon as my hair was flawless and magically straight, I tore apart my large closet looking for the most inappropriate and attractive outfit. I found a pair of black leather pants that were never worn before. Upon putting them on, I came to discover that they were really tight but that was a good thing. The next thing I put on was a tight black top with the band’s logo and no bra on. I put on my good pair of black heels and then applied my makeup. I stared at myself in the mirror in my room, checking myself out. I looked scrumptious! By the time I was all dolled up or sexified as Jennifer called it, seven thirty was here. 22

“Look at you, Megan. All sexed up. Wow, if I was a guy, I would definitely fuck you. You have it going on.” Jennifer whistled at me upon seeing my appearance. Like me, she looked absolutely gorgeous but better than me. No matter how beautiful or sexy I looked, she was ten times more beautiful than I could ever be. It was sort of like the natural balance of order. 23

Jennifer wore a tight and dark red dress that almost came up to her thighs. It perfectly complimented her dreamy curves. Her long black hair rested in spiral curls at the ends and her lips were bright red. It was as if she was on fire. 24

“And you…” I looked her up and down, not sure of what to say to her. 25

She didn’t give me time to finish my statement. “I know. I look hot, now don’t I? It’s hard to admit it, Megan so don’t worry.” She clicked her heels and her eyes sparkled in the dark. “Ready now?” 26

“Of course.” I chimed, shutting the front door behind me as I stepped out into the cool outdoors. Out in front of my house was Jennifer’s mustang. 27

“So, how’s Bobby doing these days?” She asked me, driving as we engaged in conversation. She clicked her tongue in the process. 28

“Bobby,” Just saying his name was like an addiction. “He’s great. He’s so sweet and smart and…” 29

As usual, she cut me off. “That’s not what I meant, Meg and you know it. How has he been tasting these days?” I almost frowned at the thought. How was Bobby tasting lately? It was code for saying, ‘Hey Megan, have you and Bobby been fucking when you’re not with me?” 30

“We still haven’t. I thought that you knew that, Jen.” I squirmed in my seat uncomfortably. 31

She smirked deviously. “You’re still a virgin, I figured that much. I just figured that you and Bobby you know… But I guess that we’re all different. We do all have different needs. I’d like to think that you and I are the same.” In other words, Jennifer lost her virginity in the 9th grade but I haven’t yet and we’re in the 12th grade now. She figures that if we’re alike, then we should actually be alike. 32

“Maybe soon, I guess.” I looked down at myself and refused to relapse on my habit of picking at my fingers. 33

“Do you want to have sex with Bobby? Do you really want him?” She asked me, her voice sounding sweet and helpful. 34

I didn’t need to think about it for I already knew my answer. “Yeah, of course I want to do it with him. I really love him. I think that I’m ready now….” 35

“You know….I was a bit apprehensive when I first did it. But it was the most pleasing and wonderful experience you could ever have. And not to mention that it feels unbelievable but it will hurt at first.” She explained. 36

I just nodded. That was good…to know, I guess (well, not really). I would’ve figured it out on my own but Jennifer was brutally honest with me one hundred percent. She never candy coated things for me or for anyone. I admired her for it. 37

Ruby’s Roadhouse was not a roadhouse at all. The title didn’t do the place justice. Not even a little. The place was a large nightclub type bar that was funded either by small town bands or up coming bands looking for a record deal. The place was also full of exotic dancers, drunken drinkers, and young teens who used IDs to get in but ended up getting caught. Music blared from the front/center stage from whatever band was performing that night. Colorful bright neon lights protruded from the ceiling lights, glaring off on those in the club or those swaying their bodies to the music. 38

I was ninety-nine point nine percent sure that we weren’t going to be allowed to enter to enter since we were only eighteen. But Bobby, however worked there so there was hope that he could get us in. My stomach churned. I hoped so for Randy Kotzen’s sake. 39

It wasn’t Bobby who stood at the front entrance checking IDs. It was Chip. Chip was a tall and broad twenty-five year old with rippling muscles. He was cute, charming, and word on the street is that he’s so strong he could lift a car. I’d like to see that happen some day but I doubt it. 40

“Oh hey Chip, I see you’re covering for Bobby.” Jennifer greeted him once we reached the front of the line. Chip didn’t smile at Jennifer but he did to me. He had a regular thing for me and whenever I see him in a store or whatever, he makes passes at me. And usually, I’m out with Bobby but Chip doesn’t care at all. It pisses Bobby off, though. Bobby is so sexy when he’s jealous. 41

"Hey girls. Things are too hectic tonight for Bobby, probably. That’s why the boss put me in charge, a man who can handle things.” He flexed his muscles. “No one under twenty-one can get in or out, not as long as I’m on guard.” 42

Jennifer hissed so low that only I heard. She jabbed me in the side with her elbow and gave me a look, indicating that I need to charm Chip for us to get in. I sighed heavily but agreed. It was an evil necessity. 43

“Listen Chip, I heard that Antichrist Rising is playing here tonight.” I twirled a thick strand of my hair around my finger, biting my lower lip in a cute manner. “Jennifer and I are their number one fans.” 44

“Sorry ladies, but I can’t let you in.” He held himself strong. ‘Oh so now, he chooses to reject me?’ I thought bitterly, rolling my eyes. 45

“Come on Chip, please.” I moved closer to him, grabbing his hand. I forced his hand onto my breasts in a sexy manner and pressed hard. His expression was priceless. I wasn’t surprised when he squeezed my left breast. He still wanted me. I smirked and sighed. 46

He wanted to reach out with his other hand but he suddenly snapped out of his trance and pulled away, shaking his head. “Sorry but I have to go by the rules.” 47

I pouted in feign and stomped my foot in protest. “Boo you, Chip. I’m going to cross you off my fun list. I was going to let you go inside me tonight and let you force your rippling and sweating body on top of mine after I met Randy Kotzen but forget it now.” Chip's eyes widened with delight. He then thought for a few moments, thinking ever carefully. Jennifer and I held in giggles. While he was debating internally, I groped him, squeezing his crotch. 48

I watched in satisfaction as he titled his head and almost let out a moan. He had caved in. “Alright fine, you can go in but I don’t want to see you two drinking or causing any problems. You’ll get me in trouble and it’ll be my head on a stick, not yours.” 49

I batted my eyelashes at him. “Thanks, Chip. You’re the best. I’ll see you later, sexy.” As my best friend and I walked past Chip to go inside Ruby’s Roadhouse, I made sure to give Chip’s ass a smack. Right after the action was committed, Jennifer grabbed me by the arm and pulled me playfully aside by the phone booth. 50

She was laughing. “Oh my god, Megan! You totally hit on him!” Playfully, she punched me in the shoulder. 51

“It got us in here, didn’t it?” I pressed, acting innocent. “Your welcome,” I returned the favor back to her and found myself laughing as well. 52

“You have a boyfriend, Megan. You gave Chip the wrong idea. I’m proud of you.” 53

I meekly smiled, taking her compliment. Before I could reply, a very familiar voice came from beside us. His voice was sultry and intoxicating. My eyes widened and I seized along with my heart stopping. Jennifer’s jaw dropped. With little effort, she whirled me around. Standing at the bar counter beside us was Randy Kotzen. 54

“Jesus fucking Christ,” I exclaimed but it ended up coming out in a whisper. 55

“Megan, do you see him? Do you see that fucking beautiful base player of yours?” Jennifer sounded exited and shocked, both at the same time. 56

Like I was staring at a piece of eye candy (which I was), I nodded my head timidly like an astonished little girl. I couldn’t believe it. Randy Kotzen sat at the bar alone, having no interaction whatsoever with anyone. His dreamy long black hair was straight and silky smooth. He wore eye liner and his body and face was as flawless as ever. 57

“You should go up to him,” She insisted brightly. 58

I seized. “Are you serious?” 59

“Yeah, I am. Look over at him. He’s so lonely, waiting for his biggest fan Megan Ream to become his groupie. 60

“As much as I want to, I’ll make an idiot out of myself in front of him.”61

She started steering me towards him, pushing me to him. “So? At least you’ll have the guts to talk to him. This is your only chance. Take him now or it’ll be never.” By the time she was finished speaking, I was already standing next to Randy and Jennifer was walking off to find Ritchie Findler.62

The next few moments happened so fast that it all seemed like a blur to me. As I opened up my mouth to speak, my heart raced rapidly. “Randy,” 63

Randy Kotzen turned to me, giving me all of his attention. He gave me a once over before smiling, showing his pearly white teeth. For a smoker, he was absolutely “salty”. “Why hello there. You must be a fan,” 64

“I’m Megan,” I chimed. 65

“Hello there, Megan. It’s a pleasure to meet you.” He held his hand out for me to shake. I screamed inside and as I took his hand and shook his hand, my knees buckled, and becoming weak. Randy caught me before I could fall, which only made me want to squeal like a giddy fan girl. “Take it easy there. Are you alright?” 66

I blushed, embarrassed. “I’m sorry. I’m just so nervous.” He had no idea as to how long I’ve been waiting to meet him. It’s like a miracle sent from heaven. Halleluiah. 67

“It’s alright. There’s no need to be sorry. Everyone’s nervous sometimes. We wouldn’t be human if we weren’t.” He replied sweetly. I blushed again, the blood running to my face and my knees still shaking. 68

“You’re right, I guess.” I agreed with him. 69

“So did you come out to see Antichrist Rising?” He asked. 70

“Why else would I come here?” 71

His eyes lustfully watched me, liking what he saw. I watched as he licked at his lips hungrily. “Well, that’s very swell.” 72

“Just out of curiosity, why did you decide to come out here? It’s pretty blain out here and shitty.” 73

“Hmm… Well, we have some time off on our tour and so we figured ‘why not?’. We kept getting letters and emails from these two big fans so we decided to give our biggest fans one hell of a show.” He explained. “Say, can I buy you a drink?” 74

“I’m only eighteen. I can’t drink yet.” 75

“No worries, I’ll buy you a drink. I’m sure that if you wanted to, you could play “hide and titty” with the male bartender.” The both of us laughed and then he ordered the two of us drinks. We sat down on the bar stools, sipping our alcoholic beverages. “So, is that you’re friend with my lead singer?” 76

I glanced over to see Jennifer all over Richtie Findler over by the stage. She was working her charm on him and by the looks of it, he was on her too, enjoying himself. Antichrist Rising was a band full of hot, horny men. “Yeah, that’s Jennifer.” She was raining kisses down on his seductive body.77

My heart thudded the moment I felt Randy move his warm body closer to mine. My heart raced. 78

“What do you say you and I go hook up somewhere after the show?” His eyes watched my movements closely. “Maybe you will follow me out to our bus or back to the hotel we’re staying at?” His lips trailed along the edge of the glass. For a moment, I was dumbfounded mentally. He was asking me to be his groupie for the night. There were no words to describe how ecstatic I was. And for me to turn him down would be a fucking stupid thing to do. 79

“Of course, whatever you want.” Oh god! I wanted to slap myself right then and there. ‘Of course, whatever you want’. What the hell was I thinking? I really was making a fool out of myself but Randy didn’t see it. All he saw was a gorgeous groupie. 80

“Well then, it’s a date. I’ll see you after the show.” Carrying his drink, he stood up and walked over to the stage but not before making a move on me. I followed him heartedly and then I was horded by Jennifer. 81

“Look at you. See? Didn’t I tell you?” She playfully shoved me. “You and Randy are totally going at it. You’re gonna fuck, aren’t you?” 82

My expression told her yes. “And what about you and Ritchie?” 83

“We have chemistry.” As soon as the band left to set up, Jennifer and I went wild. “Can you believe this? We actually met Antichrist Rising! Randy and Ritchie love us. We’ll like get to live out our sex fantasies and fuck them and shit like that. Maybe I’ll get lucky and see Ritchie’s breast stroke.” 84

My pleasing smiled widened. “I didn’t even have to ask him. He asked me!” 85

“I know. I couldn’t help but watch him eye you. He definitely wants you. I wonder what he’ll think when he finds out a girl like you is still a virgin. I bet he’ll want you even more. Oh Megan, everything is looking great! Our dreams have come true!” She pursed her wet, glossy lips together. “I’m so glad that you and I are best friends because if we weren’t this never would’ve happened.” And then just like that, she yanked me into her arms. The only choice I had was to hug her back. Her manicured nails dug into my skin but I didn’t complain. 86

“Yeah, me too, Jen.” I whispered softly. Jennifer and I met at school in the seventh grade. I had been wearing a controversial Antichrist Rising T-shirt. Being an obsessive fan like myself, she came up to me. It was as if sparks were flying. At the end of class, we were best friends forever. Just look at where we are now. I wouldn’t have it any other way. 87

Pulling me out of the hug, she took me by the hand and pulled me closer to the center stage. I was giddy again. Not once did we stop holding each other’s hands. Our grips grew tighter from excitement as the lights dimmed and the band came up and started to play. Both Jennifer and I squealed excitedly. 88

Ritchie started singing their new song “Her Darkest Secret”. Angelo Wolf, the guitarist started off with a small guitar solo, giving off a creepy effect with the way he played it. Most of their was creepy sounding. 89

“Her Darkest Secret” was their new released song ( a bonus track). It was about a beautiful girl who also happened to be a cannibal and fed off of boys in her town. The song itself was disturbing and gory in vivid imagery. The lyrics, however, were phenomenal. I’ve read on their website that they were going to create a music video for the song. Maybe if we got lucky, the band would choose us. I had my fingers crossed. 90

(Cross my fingers, cross my heart and hope to die.)91

During Randy’s base solo, he walked over to the edge of the stage where I was. A few times, he winked at me and gave me a smile. During Angelo’s guitar solo, he grabbed at me. By then I was past the fainting spell stage. His flirts only aroused me now. 92

The night grew old and darker as the show carried on for nearly two hours. Jennifer and I still held hands, singing along and refusing to let go of another, a very common and custom tradition of ours. As soon as the show ended, the two of us climbed on stage. The band packed up and both of us knew that we were going with them. 93

“Well, what did you girls think? Was it worth all the trouble of getting us here?” Ritchie asked us, smiling at both of us. 94

“You guys were so amazing! Just phenomenal and better in person!” Jennifer exclaimed. In a way, this was our first concert. 95

Everything was going great. Jennifer got me to meet my dream man and possibly future husband. I met my favorite band and now I was going to lose my virginity to Randy Kotzen. I was having a blast. Nothing could ever ruin this moment. Not ever. Not even karma. 96

To say the least, my karma was intact, even as Jennifer and I innocently helped the guys load up and as Randy shuffled me towards their bus. The tour bus was large and black with the band’s logo written in red letters. In the darkness, the entire bus stood out marvelously. 97

Out of my pocket, I pulled out my cell phone to check the time. It was ten-thirty three, too early for me to go home. I refused to go home until Randy and I hooked up. 98