Love Lost

{Zack's POV}


I wandered backstage after yet another pumped up show, me and Gates had rocked the place with our wicked guitar duos. We had bras being thrown at us left, right and centre while poor Johnny just watched on as he strummed his base.
As I walked inside our dressing room, I found the guys to be already there. They were all being congratulated on the great show by their wives and girlfriends, I simply stood still and smiled at the scene for a moment before Gena caught sight of me and wrapped her arms around my neck. Gena… My beautiful wife, I was so proud to have her by my side. She had given up everything for me. She stopped the salon work to be our personal stylists, she leaves her family for months at a time just so she can go on tour with me. I couldn’t ask for anything more. I watched her bright green eyes and they looked up at me, her smile was leaking through those enticing eyes of hers.
“Amazing show, Zee.” She murmured with the strong SoCal accent, giggling quietly when I reached forward and pressed a soft kiss to the tip of her nose.
I quietly thanked her, my arms snaking around her waist in an almost protective manner as I nuzzled her cheek. Unfortunately, poor Gena wasn’t feeling very well. She had been sick quite a lot in the past few days so I encouraged her to get back to the bus and get some rest, it was sad that was missing out on the celebration but she assured me that she was fine to go back alone and that I had deserved the celebration.

I watched her say her goodnights to the rest of the band, although Kim and Arin had gone back with her because Arin was quite tired after the continuous drumming. The poor guy wasn’t used to touring just yet. That left me, Brian, Matt, Johnny, Lacey, Val and Michelle to celebrate the show. I grabbed one of the beers and flopped down onto the sofa beside Val, giving her a friendly wink as a way of greeting her. The conversation between the guys was interrupted by security, claiming there was three girls who were eager to come and party with us. The girls had obviously given each other suspicious looks, knowing full well what these girls would be after. I simply sat back and shrugged my shoulders, a party’s a party. The more people the better. It’s not like any of us were stupid enough to ever deceive these women. After a moment of hesitation from Matt, the girls had given him a nod and he had allowed these groupies to come into the room.

A fiery red head burst through first, her tits were hanging out of her shirt and her skirt looked more like a belt than anything else. I cringed at the amount of make up she had on. Sure, Gena wore a little much sometimes but it was nothing compared to this. This woman looked like she had tried to become a drag queen. The girl introduced herself as Scarlett, of course, was there any other name for a woman with hair as red as hers?
Two quieter girls followed in behind her, a blonde one and a darker haired one. The blonde one glanced around at all of us, she looked somewhat nervous to be here. Her eyes locked on mine, I couldn’t help but give a warm smile when I noticed her unease, forcing her cheeks to redden slightly. By this point, the alcohol was having a huge effect on me, I was unable to think straight and I was blacking out every five minutes.
As the red haired girl introduced these two to be Meaghan and Daphnie, I barely paid attention. I was starting to get very sexually frustrated but I knew better than to go back to the bus and wake Gena up when she needs her rest. I weighed out my options for a few moments, taking one last swig of my beer before standing up and sliding out of the room, unnoticed. Everyone was busy partying by now, the crew that worked at the stadium had all joined so it was pretty packed. Plus, the band were too busy making out with their wives/girlfriend by this time.

I walked into an empty bathroom, making sure it’s the one that nobody ever seems to go in. I sighed and sat up on the counter, resting my head back against the wall as I quickly unzipped my jeans and took out my cock. The erection had grown unbearable and it felt such a relief to have it freed. As I started to slowly stroke myself harder, I failed to notice the door open and shut. My state of euphoria had left me unable to notice anything around me, every one could have been watching me and I wouldn’t have realised. Luckily enough, it wasn’t everyone standing there and watching me.

As I opened my eyes, I noticed Meaghan standing there, she had locked the bathroom door behind her and her eyes were locked on my cock as I stroked it. I cleared my throat and she glanced up at my face, her blush returning.
“I’m sorry… I just…”
She began talking but the alcohol had restricted my sense, I barely remembered who I was at this point so I merely got down and walked over to her, pushing her up against the wall and pressing my erection to her thigh. She gasped quietly, I smirked to myself and my lips started to roam across her neck, making her let out moans.
“Take off your clothes.” I commanded as I snickered, watching as she removed her top… Then her skirt… And finally, her underwear. My arousal took over, I lifted her up and hooked her legs around my waist as I pressed her back to the wall. I moved around for a moment before finally getting my cock to push into her walls. I was shocked at the fact she wasn’t a loose bucket, expecting all groupies to be like that. She seemed to be shocked at my size, she was groaning loudly when I began to thrust into her. After that, I don’t remember anything happening…

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