Tammy’s POV:
“VIVA LAS VEGAS!” Jimmy sang as we got off the plane. I giggled and jumped on his back. “TO THE VEHICLES MIGHTY STEED!” I said playfully smacking his ass, “Giddy up.” He let out his best horse neh, which wasn’t bad, and took off running to the awaiting cars. Hopping off his back when we reached the cars, I looked back at the others that were trailing behind. “Come on slow pokes!” I yelled back at them. “Sorry not all of us had a stallion to ride.” Brian yelled back. “That’s right motherfucker. I am a stallion and don’t you forget it.” Jimmy said to him. “Stallion duck.” Brian chuckled once they reached the cars. “Quack, quack motherfucker.” Jimmy said as he opened the door for me.
I climbed in, Brian following behind me. “Hey I wasn’t holding the door open for you fucker.” Jimmy said climbing in behind Brian, and playfully punching him in the arm. “Owe fucker. I don’t give a shit.” Brian said punching him back. That’s all it took, and soon the two were play fighting in the back seat next to me. It was funny as hell till I ended up being squished between them and the door. “Hey, hey, hey innocent bystander here.” I said trying to push the two larger men off me with no luck. “Here let me help.” Matt said from the front seat. Grabbing them by their collars, he yanked them apart and off me. “Knock it off before I separate you two.” Matt playfully scolded. “He started it.” Brian said pushing Jimmy. “ Well I’m ending it.” Matt said with a smirk. “Sorry Dad .” Jimmy said pushing Brian back. “And don’t you forget it.” Matt said turning back around, and telling the driver to go. It was the four of us in one car, and Zack, Johnny, and the Berrys in the other.
It wasn’t long before we were pulling up in front of our hotel. “The Golden Nugget,” I read the sign after we all piled out, “so is that like when you take a dump on someone’s chest then piss on it?” I asked receiving disgusted looks from the guys. “What some people are into that kind of shit…..literally.” I said trying to hold in my smile. “Oh my god I’m so going to find someone that will let me do that.” Jimmy exclaimed. “Eww you’re fucking nasty dude.” JB said as we headed in. “Hey what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas.” Jimmy said with a smirk. “Well you be sure to keep that shit to yourself.” Matt said walking up to the front desk. “Hell no. I’ma send you all video of it.” Jimmy said as we checked in. “I’ll be sure to delete all messages from you then.” I said with a smile. “Nope you gotta watch.” Jimmy said. “Yea you’re the one that gave him the brilliant idea.” Matt B said. “I don’t recall this alleged conversation.” I said pretending to be serious. “Uh-huh, if I get a video of Jimmy shitting on someone then pissing on them, I’m blaming you.” JB said. “You cannot hold me responsible for Jimmy’s actions.” I said as we headed to the elevators. “I can, and I will.” he playfully warned. “Oooo I’m so scared.” I said as we got on the elevator. “You better be.” he said.
Soon Brian and I were the last ones left on the elevator. “You ever ask me to give you a Golden Nugget, and I swear we are done.” he said looking at me trying to be serious, but not being able to hold in his smile. “I didn’t say I was into that kind of shit.” I told him. “Good.” he said as the doors on the elevator opened. Lacing our fingers together, we stepped off the elevator, and headed to our room. He opened the door for me, and I stepped in. The place was incredible, and there was a spiral stair case leading up to the bedroom. Who puts a stair case in a hotel room. I pulled him in, and pushed him up against the door. “What do ya say we break this room in properly.” I said before crashing my lips to his. “Now that’s a great idea.” he said breaking the kiss. He grabbed my hand to lead me the rest of the way into the room. “No,” I said pulling him back, “right here against the door.” I said ripping his shirt open sending buttons flying. Yanking his shirt past his shoulders, he didn’t hesitate to push me against the door. Shrugging off his shirt, he pulled mine over my head, and connected our lips. We fumbled with each others pants till we got them both unbuttoned and zipped. Pushing them down, we kicked them away before I switched positions on him.
Dropping to my knees, I slowly started stroking him before taking him into my mouth. A small groan escaped him as I took him all the way down. He leaned his head back against the door, and entangled his fingers in my hair. Twirling my tongue around his shaft, I kept him held in my throat. My gag reflex is almost nonexistent. I’m sure you can guess why, but like I said find the good from the bad. He enjoys it, and that’s a good thing. But back to the matter at hand. I slowly started bobbing my head. Twirling my tongue around his shaft making sure I ran it over the head every time I took him back down. His breathing got heavier as I picked up my pace, sucking a little harder. I ran a hand up his thigh and stomach till it rested just below his chest. Keeping a hand in my hair, he grabbed my hand on his chest holding it there as I cupped his jewels, and massaged them gently. “God I love the way you suck my dick.” he moaned out. Then let me get you off, but of course as soon as I could tell he was about to cum, he pulled me up from my knees. “Why do you never let me get you off?” I asked his as he switched our positions, and rid me of my bra and panties. “You really wanna know?” he asked as he lifted me up against the door. I nodded, and he slammed into me, a loud moan erupting from my lips. “Cause I like to cum deep inside of that tight pussy of yours.” he said before claiming my mouth with his.
I told him to fuck me against the door, and well that’s just what he did. I kept my leg wrapped firmly around his waist, and leaned back as far as I could go resting my hands on his shoulders. He held tightly to my hips as he slammed into me fast and hard. I could feel my climax climbing quickly. He rested his head on my shoulder attacking my neck with his mouth as he mercilessly slammed into me. My moans were loud, and I could hear the door hitting the frame rhythmically with his thrusts. Hope no one is in the hallway. His thrust started getting sloppy, and the fire erupted within me. I screamed out his name as he followed a few thrusts later moaning loudly. He kept his head on my shoulder as he tried to regain his breath. I wrapped my arms around his neck, and held on tightly to him. He lifted his head, and kissed me hard as he pulled me away from the door, and carried me the rest of the way into the room. We had a few hours to kill before we had to meet Metallica, and we knew just how to kill the time.
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We pulled up to a very large mansion outside the bright lights of Vegas. The place practically looked like a castle. It was incredible. They had two large guards at the gate, and two more at the door. All of them were packing heavy artillery. I guess when you’re the most powerful gang in the country, you need some heavy security. I’ve never seen the guys dressed so nice. Suits and ties all around. They really clean up nicely, not that I don’t like their usual I’m a bad ass attire, but its nice to see them dressed up.
We walked up to the door, and Matt rang the bell. A few moments later an older woman in a maid uniform opened the door. She was shorter than Johnny. Probably in her late 40s early 50s, and had a pair of the bluest eyes I had ever see. I though Jimmy’s were a beautiful blue, but this woman almost put his to shame. “Master Shadows,” she greeted with a sweet smile, “please come in. Master James is waiting for you.” she said opening the door wide and stepping aside. “Evening Evelyn. You’re looking lovely as ever.” he said placing a kiss on her cheek. I saw the woman blush a little. It was so sweet, I couldn’t help but smile. Big softy. “Thank you sir. Don’t you all just look handsome.” she said looking around. “Come this way. Diner is almost ready.” she said leading us down a hallway to a large dinning room.
Kirk was the first one I saw, and the first one out of his seat. “Daddy.” I cried running to him, and embracing him. Yea I said it. Cause that’s what he is. Anyone can be a father, it takes a real man to be a daddy. “Hey there Angel.” he said wrapping his arms around me. “Daddy?” I heard a few of the guys snicker a bit. Apparently I wasn’t the only one that heard them. “Is that a problem gentlemen?” Kirk asked sternly keeping a hold of me. “No sir.” a few of them said shutting up quickly. “You look absolutely amazing. I take it they have been taking care of you.” he asked pulling away. “Well despite recent events, they’ve been great, and there really isn’t any place I’d rather be.” I told him honestly. “Yes, recent events. I trust everything has been worked out.” he asked. “To an extent. I haven’t spoken to Jim or Jacoby since that day, but I’m sure I will soon.” I told him. “Chester told me about Jacoby. I was quite surprised at what he did.” he said. “Yea me too.” I said flatly. I won’t stay mad at them for long. I can’t. They’ll be forgiven eventually. None of it’s really their fault anyway. Everything always stems back to my sperm donor. “Well come meet the rest of the guys.” he said changing topics. He introduced me to Robert Trujillo, Lars Ulrich, Jason Newsted, and last but defiantly not least James Hetfield.
Brian pulled my chair out for me, and I sat between him and Kirk. It was like a formal diner where they took the time to get to know me. I don’t really like being in the spot light, and being asked so many questions, but I managed through, and soon everyone was relaxed, engaged in casual conversations. There was even paperwork. They keep files on everyone. I can’t believe how organized it is. I have to get a deathbat tattoo. That’s another reason why we’re here. Jason does all the tattoos. It wasn’t going to be huge like Matt and Zack. It was going on my right front hip, somewhere out of view, along with a little surprise for Brian on the other. I couldn’t help but notice how similar the two gangs were as far as their interactions with each other. Still acting like a bunch of boys hanging out with their buddies. Giving each other shit, and fucking around. I guess boys will be boys. You could really feel the bond within them.
The night was still young once everything was wrapped up, and I was an official member of the gang. We found ourselves at one of Metallica’s casinos. They owned a few on the strip. We lost Jimmy somewhere along the night, and a few of us were occupying a Texas Hold’em table. I’ve watched professional poker on tv and I’ve played recreationally, but I wanted to try my luck at the tables. I was doing to bad. I didn’t have chip lead, Matt had that, but I was up. My phone started to vibrate on the table. I glanced at the screen seeing a message from Jimmy. I also noticed the guys that were with me phones go off too. “Don’t open-” I was cut off, “Awwwe Jimmy.” I heard from them, “That.” I finished.

Notes

I threw a little smut in there to make up for the whole Golden Nugget thing. I'm sorry I had to share some of the shit that comes out of my husbands mouth. 11 years together, and he can still say shit that will drop my jaw
Yes I put Jason Newsted in there. Cause damn it that's where he belongs.......That is all