Life, Love and Electric Guitars

The screams of the blaring speakers reverberated across the high strung crowd, the piercing noise of that one last chord over powering everything. Steadily the ear splitting vibrations faded only to leave the deafening scream of the crowd. At this point the entire band moved from the various positions they had held during that last note to flash satisfied grins and to shyly push back their vision clouding hair. He, though, moved his head to slightly part his dark mahogany hair to peer out with a sexy gaze of his vivid green eyes, his mouth parting into a dangerously heart-melting smile.
Another few moments later and the band had regained focus of the real world and exited the heavily guarded stage. Single file they traipsed lazily into the cozy, richly furnished sitting room located just of stage left. All but on band member fell gratefully into the plush cushions he instead choosing to lean against a nearby wall. Congratulatory words and satisfied grins were exchanged between the friends before lapsing into a content but exhausted silence at which he took his leave.

Their fame had come suddenly and without warning leaving most of the band members reeling. They took the instant glory modestly and sheepishly, unsure of their selves and this new found stardom. All of them, that is, except him.
His name was Adrian and he had been born knowing he was a success, a celebrity, and in most ways he remained unfazed by their sudden rise in popularity. He had always had a naturally confident personality and his actions had always revolved around the fact that he viewed himself on a high pedestal, so it wasn’t to anyone’s surprise that he fell into this new lifestyle easily and that it fit him like a second skin. He had always been the better looking of them all, a ladies man, and was now using the fame as a tool to bolster his relationships with woman.

He moved down the curves of the backstage with a confident ease his pale, lean form traveling along swiftly and silently. It didn’t take long to reach his destination and to push open the large doors that led out into the crowded stadium. The noise of the crowd immediately assaulted him and with a practiced skill he ignored it and moved towards the large black man guarding the velvet rope. As per usual a large group of pleading females had gathered there to try to coerce their way past the bouncer and on catching sight of his loose, black clothed self let loose a series of high pitched screams that somehow were able to pierce through the already daunting thrum of the crowd.
A few words passed between himself and the guard at which he pulled back the rope and motioned a gaggle of girls through. Gasping and squealing at their fortune they cast adoring gazes at the charismatic musician. “Hello ladies,” he purred huskily as he snaked his arms around two particularly curvy women, “my name’s Adrian.”

He enjoyed the sighing and giggling as much as he did the innocence lacking bumps and fondles he received as he led them to the room he had staked out for the very purpose of containing his sex dolls for the evening. The girls all let loose a suitable amount of appreciative exclamations at catching sight of the well furnished room. He waited silently for them all to explore the many amenities and entertainments of the room before motioning them all to take a seat somewhere. Most piled onto the three expansive couches that he himself had sat down on but a few chose the floor, tables, or separate chairs. All were thin, large breasted, scantily clad and gazing at him with a rapt, hungry gaze as he slowly moved his arm provocatively down the girls beside him to encircle their waists. His hand eventually landed on the inside of their thigh and he began to gently massage and stroke the highly sensitive and intimate area. He noticed some were squirming, uncomfortable with the situation, while others were steadily growing more aroused as they watched his hand movements with obvious jealousy. Those that were looking uneasy he informed that they’d be receiving an extended tour and sent them gently on their way.

He was pleased to find that the girl’s were reacting to the encounter in a desirable fashion, each of them squirming with suppressed temptations. It never ceased to amuse him how high the sex drives of groupies were. An inviting smile lighted up his face attractively and sent them all over the edge. A particularly ambitious, tanned beach honey stood up only to take a seat in his lap. The girls svelte body was more than enough to grow an all-too noticeable bulge in the baggy black denim that he was wearing, of which he was sure she was aware of. She murmured something unintelligible as it poked at her legs and shifted her position so that she was able to straddle him front wise, snaking her arms behind his neck. Her pale grey eyes stared him down as he drew her in so that their lips could meet, yet another action that was driving the other girls over the edge. Whilst she moaned and groaned against the heated pressure he was applying to her mouth he was aware of the movement of the other groupies as they all scampered in to get a piece of him. Some were draping their legs provocatively over him; some were sucking and nibbling erotically at any exposed flesh. Others were running their hands over any part of him they could reach and yet there was still a contingent unoccupied but inexplicably horny. His green eyes flickered open as he heard the distinct moan of the free girls unleashing their needs on each other and he chose to watch their antics. With more access to each other their scenario was quickly progressing into adult results as clothes flew and moans sounded. This successfully attracted the attention of the girls draped over him and only further drove their own emotions. Together they pulled him up off of the couch and whilst someone remaining attached to him like leeches they began pulling off his clothing. As his incredibly aroused penis sprang free of its confines the girls let loose an appropriate amount of cries of admiration and pleasure. His only response was an annoyed rolling of his eyes. Adrian was all too aware that measuring in at seven inches was no special feat but he supposed it was the thought that counted.

His eyes closed to the scene of the now passionate lesbian love making as he felt mouths close in on his nether regions, all too happy to share him as he felt tongue flick, teeth graze and lips suck on any flesh they could reach whether that be his dick, balls, or the sensitive skin surrounding. In an attempt to find some kind of pleasure out of the orgy he tried to focus on the girls’ heated movements over his body, feeling aroused but otherwise uninterested. His mind was quick to wander as his interest waned yet the heavy blanket of woman on him seemed unaware of his less than lively participation. Determined to gain something from this experience Adrian steeled his mind to focus on the amazingly hot, wild fantasy that he was now participating in. There was a girl straddling his stomach, her skirt offering no barrier between her wet, expectant opening and his now bare stomach. Her back was arching and her hips grinding into him in slow, maddening circles even as she attacked his mouth in a savage, dizzying display that put even the most animalistic creatures to shame. He tried to focus on the way she slammed herself into him while circling and dragging her tongue to explore his mouth but, again, found his mind wandering.
He tried to focus on the woman straddling him from behind, her unclothed self pressed flesh against him. Her hands wrapped about his torso and slid in between him and the other girl in an erotic fashion even as she licked delicately along his ear, moaning and sucking in quick little twists, her large breasts pressed firmly into his shoulders.
The mouths around his throbbing erection had begun to fight over him, the mouth sucking, licking and swirling around him in quick bursts as they maneuvered to get a piece of him.
Even that was quickly losing interest to him and to such a degree the he was only vaguely aware of a subtle shift in position as the girls maneuvered them all into better positions.

His penis had been steadily growing more flaccid as this had gone on but it was suddenly shocked into reality as the reach buttocks of a nymphly girl shoved herself on it. Faced with a new event it quickly grew to the challenge and, once again, Adrian attempted to get into the erotic scene. He was still standing but the girl he was slamming himself into was not. Doggie style, her straddled knees fit in snugly between his wide legged stance, and she had lowered her front so as to get better leverage in her wild, screaming bucks and thrusts. It was quite a sight to see as she let loose wild calls and moans for her face was buried in the inviting wetness of another girl. Her head was supported by the fact she was leaning on her elbows and the girl that was spread eagle before her was pressed so close to her that he very much doubted she had any choice in pleasuring her, not that she minded in the least.
Similar to the girl kneeling before him the one she was happily lucking was crying out in ecstasy even as she pleasured the mouth of an attractive brunette. The brunette was kneeling similar to the girl secured on his penis with her bare ass thrusting eagerly into the hand of an upright girl. There were even more partners as one of the groupies was seated on the stable but rocking hips of the girl being fisted, similarly pleasuring a girl who was stretched out to rest her large breasts in the shoulders of the girl attached to himself while she fondled and played with hers. All in all it was quite something to suddenly find after waking up from a day dream.
An endless tide of girls added themselves to their sexual display and, once more, he found himself becoming increasingly bored and the threat of dozing off imminent.

Trying to mask his ire as his mind was shocked back everything had changed again. He found himself lying on his coffee table with the naked flesh of the girl securely seated on his dick bouncing and jiggling in all the right places as she built up her orgasm, her back arched indelicately far over his knees so as to drive him in further. While privately annoyed that they were still at it he obliged, rocking and bucking his hips with hers. He was not one to disappoint and was, while purpose having questionable virtues, not a bad fellow and did what he could so that they could have a good time. Such was also the reason he was nibbling and fingering at the hot, wet opening that was being smothered into his face. He artfully maneuvered her pleasure bud, rewarded by groans and increased thrashing, all the while letting his eyes drift around the room.
The actions of the rest of the groupies couldn’t be seen by him, his vision obscured by the girl seated on his face and her passionate make out with another.
Orgasms struck at an apparent random, some of the girls reaching their climax more out of the sheer dirtiness of it all then out of pleasure, some because their enjoyment had built them up to it, and some just because they were getting it on with a popular musician. Others he was sure were faking it or just enjoying it at a more gentle level, like him. He had yet to relieve his throbbing erection, although what with all the moistness of the girls’ cum smearing and pouring everywhere he doubted anyone noticed.

By the end of it all Adrian’s ire had only risen further as he continually pleased girl after endless girl without any reward for himself. Currently they were all on top of one another in a pile of panting, sweaty bodies, but it was obvious by the way the girls were squirming and touching themselves that they were wanting more. Incredibly tired and definitely not in the mood he informed the girls that he was going to take a shower and that if they were looking for more they’d have to pleasure themselves. Looking slightly put off he ignored their saddened gazes as he untangled himself and headed for the bathroom. They were more than capable of continuing the orgy without him and had already proved willing to commit to lesbian trysts.

Entering the small but roomy linoleum tiled room he breathed a sigh of relief. It was over! Finally!
He moved over towards the shower and quickly turned it on so that the temperature could adjust before he moved to cabinet above the sink to check to make sure his spare set of clothing was there. Unknown to him one of the girls had snuck in but he became all too aware of her as she pressed herself flush against his back. Not so heartless as to boot the girl out on her rear he only sighed gently and made no further protest as she pulled him into the shower, the hot water already beginning to steam the small room.
The girl was full of desire and need and, as was apparent by her aggressive body language, wanted to waste no time with fore play. Apparently skilled in this department she slammed him roughly into the back of the shower, momentarily knocking the breathe out of him. From there the leaned forward with an out of place delicacy before slamming herself back into him. She was wet from more than just water and as he rammed himself into her with mind blowing ferocity it elicited a scream of carnal pleasure from her as his balls smacked into her with bruising force. Seeking only to have her reach her orgasm as quickly as he could he concentrated on his forceful efforts, unaware her moans and cries of pleasure were beckoning the other nameless girls towards them.

With her body arched, her hips undulating and her bare front pressed into the cold tile of the shower it wasn’t long until the ripples of her climax traversed her creamy skin in a wave of ecstasy, finally spraying the hot juices of her depths over him. He tried not to grimace, slightly disgusted at the way she was reacting to this entirely one sided act, before gently removing her and sending her on her way so that he could get on with his shower.
It shouldn’t have surprised him, what with the freakishly libido driven room full of ladies next door, to find that another slip of nymphly flesh slid into the shower with him moments after her departure. Feeling her firm cheeks press into him demandingly he once again suffered through the quick bang only to find another girl to quickly replace her.
Such was the way it went. He slammed himself into girl after girl in their reverse gang bang, his mind drawing to the amused analogy of a sex assembly line. To his relief the seemingly endless line of expectant girls did end and he was able to finish his shower. Wary of more unwelcome girls who may intrude on him his locked the door so that he could get dressed in peace.
Finishing his task he surveyed himself in the mirror. A black shirt with some meaningless random, white painted pattern across it hung loosely and slightly askew over his body, as did the baggy black pants that hung flatteringly low over his slim waist. A few silver chains hung from various places in the garment, and the lowness of the pants combined with their bagginess hide any trace of his black shoes from sight. A simple, silver chain could was fastened around his neck, as well as a black wristband on his arm. He never paid too much attention to the specific articles of clothing he wore as to how they looked on him. Something black and loose fitting suited him fine and went along well with the band’s image. As a bonus he looked incredible in the style. Ha. Who was he kidding? If he looked good in flowered flannel he would have learned to like ukulele music and bongo drums.

Still chuckling in amusement he exited the bathroom only to find the girl all ready and waiting for him to come out. He smiled roguishly at their expectant faces, his green eyes flickering towards the clock on the wall. Finally he had a plausible reason to deny their never ending sex drives! He quickly bid them all adieu and left them to their own devices, closing the doors on their slightly surprised faces.

It was a quick jog down the hall to make it to the actual back stage area but was a suitable distance for his thoughts to collect. Their unwanted seeds of worry and doubt quickly expressed themselves and he found himself, once again, trying to justify why he kept continuing to screw this endless tide of woman. He had quickly fallen into the stereotypical whore rock star life and, at the onset, it had been great. It wasn’t long, though, before the whole novelty of it all had worn off. This disturbed him. The sex had quickly become empty, emotionless, and just not enjoyable anymore. He could even go as far to say it was a chore.
When such moods hit him he was always quick to note that sex really hadn’t been much to him before and that now it was less than nothing. The most important question he asked himself, though, was why he kept it up. He didn’t know but still hadn’t stopped, and this bothered him as much as it did why he had to ask the question in the first place.

The hallway wasn’t quite long enough for an in depth epiphany and his worried insights flitted away as he met the rest of the band ready and waiting for him to finish with his girls. As they all stepped up into the face of the screaming crowd and blinding lights they all flashed the world grins and waves.

Their first song had done well to warm them up, as did the opening bands in between then and now did to increase the suspense and demand of the crowd. The five of them were all too happy to meet it, and the first half of the show ended to a roar that was, somehow, louder than it had been previously. The five tired musicians were all too happy to leave the hot stage and retire to the small sitting area for their small break. Imagine Adrian’s surprise when he felt a gentle touch on his shoulder while he was heading there to enjoy some chatting and laughs. Upon turning around to find out who it was he saw the initiative filled blonde beach babe from earlier who immediately grasped hold of his shirt and pulled him roughly into her before he could utter a protest. Still a little surprised at the sudden onslaught he allowed himself to be dragged towards a semi secluded corner behind the curtain where the heat of the kiss was immediately turned up. While he hadn’t planned on it and had been looking forward to being with his friends he supposed that it wouldn’t hurt to give her what she wanted. Besides, the only other option was to reject her and leave the poor girl hurt and embarrassed.
Their heads both twisted and turned in order to allow better access as they pressed roughly into each other with their passionate onslaught. The stronger Adrian was able to slam her into the wall, pinning her there for himself to do what he would with her. Their fingers intertwined even as their tongues twisted in a devilish dance, and he pulled their attached arms up so that he may pin them to the wall above their heads. He wasted no time in maneuvering her off her feet and up the wall using the sturdy structure as leverage and the fact that she weighed an ounce so that she could climb up high enough to wrap her svelte legs around his waist. She had nothing on under the impossibly short, flimsy piece of skirt, and her wet want was pressed against him as he pressed her harder and harder against the wall.
“Oh dear god...” He heard her moan in ecstasy, much to his delight. If it was good enough, perhaps he’d have time to grab a quick bite after. Still keeping her arms pinned above her head with one hand the other he let trail down to his pants. The sound of his zipper was like electricity through her body, exciting her and enticing her to an all new level of passion. Even before he had a chance to insert himself her breath was coming in ragged, labored puffs, her breasts having spasmodically as her pleasure climbed towards the elusive climax. When he slammed into her with such force to actually knock the breath from her lungs she came right then and there much to both of their surprises.
“Oh god god god god god.“ She kept up the steady mantra, her eyes rolling back as ecstasy rocked her body, the feeling of him growing harder inside her lengthening her own orgasm. The sexual tension of having to wait all this time for him had been enough to drive her to a craze before she had even brought up the nerve to come to him, and now her world was being rocked by one of her idols.
His own breath was hoarse from the experience and his penis humming its pleasure yet he hadn’t felt a thing. It was less than nothing, and he really would have preferred to have left her there after their little meeting. It was apparent as she attacked his mouth with renewed vigor while he was still firmly inside her that she was looking for more. Trying to act like it really wasn’t a chore he slid her down off the wall and removed himself from her moist pussy. A soft whimper of protest immediately changed to surprise as he turned her roughly around and had her bend over. With a sex drive such as hers he knew that a little pain was more arousing then a gentle caress and he hoped that driving himself forcefully into her tight ass hole would be enough for her to last five minutes without a penis in her. His already erect dick lubricated from his previous entry he slid into her smoothly, but he knew from the tremors of her withheld scream that the forceful entry of the too-small hole was still painful. It quickly turned to pleasure as the hole expanded to fit his width more accommodatingly, and soon her hips were rocking and undulating with more energy than they had been previously.
“Oh god! More! More! More! More!” She chanted in a pleasure filled moan as he slammed into her. The resounding smack of his balls slamming into her ass cheeks was loud in both their ears and drove her even further off the edge and Adrian surprised himself when he kept up the steady increase of speed and pressure even when he had been sure he had reached his maximum.
Incredibly bored he aimed to drive her to her next orgasm as quickly as he could. Bending over her bucking ass to grasp hold of her golden tresses, his rough hold and sharp pull caused a choked sob of mingled pain and pleasure from her as he pulled her head back. The arch of her back allowed him deeper access and he knew from past testimonies that having her large, sensitive breasts pressed into the floor like this just added to the amazing experience. The combination of it all had the desired effect and he quickly clamped a hand over her mouth as she threatened to let loose a scream as her body shook and spasmed with her next peak pleasure hit. Too preoccupied with her own sensations she was blissfully unaware of his lack of orgasm.
“Oh.” He heard her moan as he gently withdrew himself, causing him to roll his eyes in annoyance at it all. She twisted over onto her back, her legs spread open invitingly, yet he felt nothing from the seductive beckon. Her grey eyes were still closed off from the world as the crisp coolness of the air hit her sensitive, wet slit, and she began to pleasure herself.
“Go back to the room when you’re done, okay?” He instructed her, unsuccessfully keeping his tiredness from his voice. Not wanting to waste more time with the groupie he didn’t bother to tarry long to see if she responded to his instruction.

The loud call of the announcer’s voice over the speakers told him all he needed to know about the time. It was a quick walk to find the rest of the band waiting for him with amused grins on their faces.
“Oi, zipper.” The lead singer laughed as he joined them, a laugh which they all returned in good natured humor. Adrian was sure to pull the offending piece up before they entered into the nightmare of being on stage.
It had always been the smaller gigs that he had enjoyed but now with their rising popularity they always performed under hot, blinding lights and to an enormous crowd so loud that no one could even hear their music even with the deafening speakers.
Stage hands ushered them off stage after the second half and Adrian returned to the little corner he had staked out. Just as he thought, the flighty little thing was still sitting there.
She cooed at him with sensual tones at catching sight at him, and he tried to throw together some kind of smile in response. Did she ever let up? She beckoned him closer with a finger wet from her own juices, absent mindedly running her other graceful fingers over her swollen opening.
Feeling a slight twinge of guilt at using her, even willingly, he tried to mask his frown as he advanced on her. Was it even healthy to have such a strong libido? The only explanation was some kind of nymphomania or addiction to sex with powerful, well known celebrities, in which case it wasn’t in her best interest to keep hammering himself into her. He quickly flipped her over so that she was on her back, her legs opening obligingly of their own accord and he pulled himself out hastily and slid easily into her hot, wet opening. It was mildly disgusting how they were always so ready for him. Again soft little moans escaped her as her back arched, their more sedate ride mounting her pleasure once more. Too tired to exert the effort to fuck her hard and fast as he had previously he instead rode her slowly and powerfully, their hips circling in tantalizing circles, each one stronger than the next. She was moaning and writhing in her want for more, but with his energy level he wasn't prepared to give it. It seemed like an eternity until her juices started to slowly leak and run over him, yet he was sure she hadn’t reached her orgasm. Frustrated that he couldn’t do her the favor of building her up to her climax with his tired movements he pulled out. She moaned in disappointment, begging him for more, causing him to frown slightly, feeling horrible that he had to tell her no. Again she was unaware that he hadn’t felt anything with their brief unison, and seemed oblivious to his slowly softening dick and that the tip had only leaked the smallest amount. His green eyes flickered over to his latest fling and tried to comfort himself with the fact that she would pleasure herself the rest of the way to her orgasm and that at least one of them would have enjoyed their time together. Without another backwards glance he walked wearily towards the band’s sitting room, tired and wanting desperately to relax with them.

“Hey Andy.” Brian greeted him cheerfully, his tired voice betraying his faux mood. They were all lounging sedately on the luxurious couches present, sipping at cool, refreshing drinks from the mini bar. As per usual Frank and Garret were talking about the latest science fiction hot topic. They always ignored his, Brian’s and Kyle’s teasing nerd comments.
Brian was their lead singer and, really, the only one with good vocals. His hair was strikingly two toned with both sun kissed, sand blonde strands and curiously attractive auburn colours intermixed. His pale blue eyes were always lighted with laughter, and it never ceased to surprise Adrian how the light hearted things could look so soulful and full of pain while he sang. Past hurt was really the only explanation, and it was plausible as Andy himself had only just met him when they formed their band little over a year ago.
Frank was their lead guitarist and preferred a deeper bass to Adrian’s high strung electric. He and Garret were Adrian’s link to the band, having been friends with them since as long as he could remember, and had also created it. It was hard to imagine them pulling it off. They were as easy going and laid-back as they got, uncaring about anyone’s opinion, always the optimists and always laughing and joking around. Besides that Frank did have a fiercely responsible streak which was complimented by Garret’s own loyal and dependable qualities. Their stubbornness was most likely a strong factor as well but, even with this, it was still hard for anyone to think of them coming up with such a good band in a week. Frank was tall and lean like Brian and Andy with pin straight pale brown hair that was the longest of the bands, the strands always hanging over to hide his smoky eyes. Garret was the drummer and was larger than them all although his added mass was mostly due to muscle and made him look a lot beefier. His cut suited him well, the dark tresses looking eternally like a neat business cut left to grow a little wildly. Soft, amber eyes complimented his olive complexion, the skin tone of which was probably the darkest of the five.
Definitely the shortest, thinnest and palest of them all, Kyle was the rhythm guitarist. Kyle, like Brian, had been introduced for the first time that fateful lunch hour when the band was formed. He always had a sort of dark, moody look to him that cast a definitely depressing look to his pale, gaunt features. Even if he was a little more down then the rest of them he could laugh and jest along with the rest of them, but also had a slightly dangerous bi polar side.
Adrian was able to share a few laughs and a quick glass of water with his friends before a lady with a clipboard came in to inform them to get ready. They all mumbled a few half hearted complaints but still rose and headed towards the stage where they would be playing their last songs of the nights and address the crowd.
Just like their opening song this one ended with the last screams of the speakers reverberating across the high strung crowd, the piercing noise silencing everything but that one last chord that Adrian had strung. As the final vibrations were sucked up by the over enthusiastic crowd the lead singer raised his hands for silence. Somehow, miraculously, it came, and sounded hauntingly eerie after the nonstop pounding of his eardrums. He was only vaguely aware as the lead singer talked to the crowd on their behalf, his exhausted body on automatic when he said his few words. He knew it was coming and dreading having to rock out their final song of the night, but really had no choice. Collapsing wasn’t really an option. The four of them that were remaining silent were flashing each other understanding looks, each of them emphasizing with their mutual exhaustion. They knew that they’d have to stick it out for one last one, though, and with a deep breathe they all fell into the swing of their loud, demanding music.

As the song neared its end Adrian found his eyes drifting lazily over the cloud, their emerald irises unfocused as he took in the sea of faces. His body had been running on automatic ever since the song had begun, but it was jolting painfully awake as he caught sight of her.