Ash: Devil's Crucifix MC (29 page)

They walked with him each had their hands on his arms, all the way to the back door were a large bouncer, built with steroids and enough to give him pea sized testicles, blocked the door.

"Hey Jim, these two are with me," Neil told him.

Jim the bouncer smiled, "That's obvious. I think I should get me a trike as well."

They walked through the backstage area and over to the members of
Blu Rayne
which was one of the girls favorite techno bands. Sydney was bouncing a little as they were introduced to the members.

"Two girls?" Joey, the rhythm guy asked. "Isn't' that bigamy?"

"I thought it was
big-of-me
as well, but not a topic for discussion right now," Neil told him.

Joey laughed, and raised his hands, "That's cool."

"If I buy a CD can I get you guys to sign it for me," Sydney asked, unable to contain her excitement.

"We got a new one with Neil on it now. We'll get you both a copy, and sure, we'll autograph it for you, yes?" Joey said, looking around at the other three members, who gave nods of approval.

"Sweet!" Sydney squealed and hugged Neil's arm.

Joey gave them each backstage passes to wear around their necks, "Why don't you two get a table. These will let you back here on our breaks and no one will hassle you about sitting out there before the place opens up."

"Nice," Shayla said and then kissed Neil's cheek. "Break a leg or whatever."

Sydney bounced in her heels and kissed him as well, "See you at break!" Then sashayed away.

They both ordered two drinks, figuring it was going to be next to impossible to get a third when the show started. Then they went into the ladies room and did up a couple of lines of coke.

"God his hands are so large," Sydney said to her. "He cupped my whole fucking ass."

Shayla could still feel his hand on her ass as well, "Do you think we moved to fast? Maybe we should have waited a bit before we dropped that on him."

Sydney thought about that, "Honestly, Shayla, I don't know. I mean, when was the last time you gave a fuck about what a man thought? How would I know about timing and
appropriate levels of revelation
? But I will tell you that I'm seriously nervous about fucking this up because I don't have any experience with relationships, other than with you."

"Well," she asked, "would you have dropped that on me this early?"

"Hmm," Sydney mused. "Maybe not. I might have waited for at least another date. But then, we don't even know if there will be another date. So, maybe I would."

"Well, we had to make it clear that this wasn't a game. If he thought we were fucking with him, we'd lose him for sure," she told Sydney.

"Yeah, no shit there," Sydney said with a nod.

Back at their table, they found their drinks and a little plaque with a button. Their waiter came by and explained that if they wanted more service, just press the button and he would be there as soon as possible.

"Nice," she said and gave him a fifty, "So we don't forget."

"Thank you. Enjoy your evening," the waiter said and hurried away.

"Never even heard of something like this," Sydney said, inspecting the button.

"Never been part of the VIP section either," Shayla pointed out.

It was obvious when the doors opened, because the place was suddenly full. Seriously full. Their table was two tiers up from the dance floor, so they could still see the stage.

Once the show started,
Blu Rayne
began with one of their top singles. Neil sat on a chair beside the rest of the group who were on a raised level, with the mixers, keyboards and drum machines. About half way through the number, Neil brought his guitar down to his knee, tapped a few switches on the floor in front of him with his foot, and then started playing.

It was fucking wild.

It was like Crystal Method met B.B. King. The crowd went nuts with the new sound coming from a well-known number. Applause rifled through the dance floor.

Sydney grabbed her purse and pulled Shayla out of her chair, "We have to dance!" she shouted and laughed all the way to the dance floor. They got up next to where Neil was playing and put their purses on the stage in front of him and started dancing.

It took him a minute to notice them, because he was into what he was doing with the guitar, but he gave them a smile which set Shayla's heart on fire.

At first they were dancing with each other, but after the third number, they were dancing
for
Neil. They were suggestive, but not gaudy. Again, if he wanted to see more, all he had to do was ask. She'd strip for him right here if he wanted her too.

At the first break they ran back stage, showing their passes to the big bouncer again, and threw themselves at Neil as soon as he stepped down off the stage stairs. He shooed them out of the way so that the other members could come down as well, and then took them into his arms, hands on asses, fondling with exquisite fingers.

"That was fucking amazing!" Sydney shouted. "Do you need a water or something? I'll go get it!"

"Sure, that would be nice. It's hot under those lights," Neil answered and Sydney shot off to get him a bottle of water.

Shayla looked at him with so much desire she was sure that he could feel the heat in her for him, "That was —"

Neil kissed her, parting her lips and exploring her tongue. She lost her knees and he pulled her into him.

When Sydney came back, he ignored the water and pulled her to him, and kissed her in the same passionate way, and even above the music playing out there for the break, she could hear Sydney moaning sex music.

She expected some pang of jealousy or something, watching the man she just melted for, kissing her best friend, but there was nothing there except a stronger desire for both of them.

Fuck we got it bad now
, she thought to herself.

The new pieces that Neil worked up with
Blu Rayne
were fantastic. They moved her body, and filled her with optimism. Several guys tried to dance with them, but they shook their heads and pointed at Neil. A few of them were confused, which only made them laugh and continue to dance for Neil.

What interested Shayla most was that they were good looking men, and exactly her type, but she had no interest in them at all. None. Which was new. She always kept her eyes open, and a hand in the game no matter who she was with. Yes, she was a slut and she accepted that, because she enjoyed sex with good looking men, but didn't want to keep any of them.

When she was about sixteen, her mother complained about the James Bond character being such a womanizer, but Shayla saw the Bond Girls in a whole different light. Here was a good looking man, who had it going-on in several ways, and these women had the sense to enjoy him for a while and move the fuck on. Bond wasn't a man you married, he was a man you fucked, because it would be good and fun and over the next morning.

That had always been her view on good looking men. Fuck them, enjoy them for a while, and then move on. Don't keep baggage. Several of them wanted to keep her and some were even a hassle to get rid of, but she was never tempted to stick with any of them.

She didn't have baggage with Neil -- she was buying fucking matching sets of luggage with steamer trunks. That kiss during break rocked her so hard she nearly orgasmed. And god his hand felt so good fondling her ass.

They forgot all about their table, and the little button, and their half finished second drink. They danced during the show, and went backstage during the breaks, hoping he would kiss them again, which he did at each break. Then, fully swooned they would go back out and dance for him again.

At mid-night they looked into each other's eyes and knew exactly what the other was thinking '
how do we get him into bed tonight
?'

From under the back seat he pulled out a blanket that they could cover their legs with, and two light jackets to put on.

"Thank you Neil," they said together.

At their apartment he packed up the jackets and blanket, seeming to ignore the fact that they were vibrating with energy.

Sydney broke first, "Will you come up Neil? Please?"

He looked them over, and then said, "Yes, but not for long. I need to be at the club early, and then I have plans tomorrow. So I want some serious sleep tonight. Is that going to be alright?"

They each took one of this hands and pulled him toward the stairs, and he laughed. His laugh was deep like his voice, but clear and pure; a shock of wind through an old growth forest.

On the couch, they snuggled against him and got his shirt unbuttoned. As soon as that happened they took off their own blouses, and bras, rubbing against him, kissing and sucking at his neck and the nipples of his chest.

"Neil?" Sydney asked, her voice breathy and turned on, "Can we suck you off? Let us do that at least, please?"

Shayla didn't wait for an answer, she started on his pants and getting his buckle undone.

"How serious are you two? I mean, you don't have a history for keeping men," he said, and there was a bluntness in his voice.

Shayla had his cock in her hand and she lifted up and looked him in the eyes, seeing that Sydney was suddenly shivering with fright.

"Neil, we don't want to scare you, but since you asked so openly, I'm going to be open with you. We are, for the first time in our young lives, serious about a man. You. Yes, we have a reputation of being party pussies and basically sluts. You have every reason to doubt us. Can we at least have a chance? A month? To show you how deeply we feel for you? Is that so much to ask? I promise you, that you won't regret it."

"You’re wanting a real relationship then, is that what you are saying?" he asked.

"As real as it gets Neil," Sydney said with her hands in front of her mouth. "We don't have any experience with that, but we know we can love, because we love each other. I know we can love you."

Shayla didn't wait for an answer again. She lowered her head and took his cock into her mouth. Sydney leaned into Neil and she could hear her moaning in a lover's kiss with Neil. After a bit, Sydney backed up from him and wiggled down her pants, and climbed back onto the couch, going for another kiss. Only a few moments later she was begging, "Oh, yes, oh yes Neil, please. I'm so hot. I'll come for you. God yes!" Then she climaxed, falling against Neil, her body pumping with climax throes.

After a moment she came down and kissed Shayla, and then began sucking his cock.

She got out of her pants as quickly as she could and fell into a kiss with Neil, who took her breasts into his hand and then her ass, and then finally put his hand on her pussy and began rubbing her to a blistering climax.

"Shit Neal, oh god baby. I've wanted this for so long. God yes. Yes, yes, I'll come for you. Oh god Neil, come with me!"

She went over the edge and he climaxed into Sydney's mouth.

She dropped down again and sucked and licked at his cock with Sydney and then kissed her with an amazing amount of lust building up in her.

The kissed and licked and rubbed his body, while rubbing theirs against him.

"We won't ask Neil, you already said no,"  Sydney told him. "But we want you to know that we want you. No games, no fooling around. You and only you."

He kissed both of his naked girl-friends at the door, one at a time, and then he left.