Syn's Deep in My Blood

Thank god we are finally back home. This 3 months felt like an eternity to me, especially when I had to leave my newfound girlfriend after sharing just one night with her. And talking about that night…fuck, every after concert I laid down my head on the pillow while calling Jess I felt like I left something to be desired in bed with her. Why the hell does she make me that nervous and insecure around her? Must be because she travelled the whole world before you even thought about taking a step out of Huntington, you moron? – yeah, that was my stupid self-assured consciousness speaking for me, sorry.

We talked on the phone every night and every morning, as agreed. And even though we didn’t try phone sex, well, I had to jerk off after hanging up or even during our conversation almost every time. Sometimes I think she knew what I was doing while I was hearing her soft voice permeating on my ears and the feeling got even stronger. But after 3 months of only experiencing the touch of your own hand, you start to feel the urge to have something beyond that. Believe me.

But that jerking off thing… it really messed up with my head, you know. And when you are on the road, is not exactly the best private moment to do that so often.
It really got out of my hand that time… - no, in fact, it got exactly on my hand.

I was lying comfortably on my bed with only a towel covering my waist when I saw Jess approaching me with a dim candle light illumination showing her curves. I looked at her up and down to see she was only wearing a really tight shirt and…VU thong? Wow, I didn’t know she had my customized underwear, that is new. New and hot.

“How is it gonna be today, sir?” she asked with those gray eyes pointing at me seductively. Wait…what? Sir?

“What? Jess, what is that all about?” I frowned with a semi weird smirk. I didn’t even know how to react at that.

“Your daily relaxing massage, sir?” I could see she was holding her laugh while playing that game. This is not real! Is this…a fucking dream? Okay, let’s go with the flow, not resisting. Now I really wanna see where this ‘relaxing massage’ was going.

“Oh, okay, ‘miss’. I want the regular stuff with…of course, a happy ending.” I arranged my pillow with a big grin on my face as she bent down the floor to pick up something. I enjoyed the perfect view from her butt as she got up and showed a vial on her hands.
She drew her naughtiest smile to me while pouring the liquid from the vial on her hands. My tongue quickly moisturized my lips to the sight of her oiled fingers coming closer to me.

“Your back first, sir.” she demanded with one of her index finger rolling on the air, showing what I should do next. I raised one eyebrow as noticing how sexy she was when playing the boss around me. That was what I loved the most about her. And I wasn’t exactly the type of guy that likes to be bossed around.

I did as she told me and soon after, I felt her soft slippery fingers slide from my shoulders down to the entire length of my arms. On her way back up I could feel her finger tips drawing the lines of my tattoos and it tore out my first whimper right on. By the time she was making all the tension of my shoulders to melt away from me, a light burning sensation built in on my arms and upper back.
Wow, what is the raw material for this oil? Pepper?

“Can you handle the heat, sir?” her whispered words in my left ear sent an enormous wave of chills born in my spine and spread all over my other nerve terminals, especially to that below the waist ones. Her tiny kisses on my neck were only helping intensify the shivers.

“So far…so good. Is it gonna be…hotter than this?” I tried to look at her with the corner of my eye and all I felt were her warm kisses lowering through my back, which made my eyes close promptly and another moan come out of my mouth. Yeah, it was gonna be hotter. There was my answer.

Her seething hands began to glide down together with her kisses, making sure she could cover every single area of my back skin. When she got to my butt, well, my teeth were already biting the pillow. She worked her magic there and I couldn’t wait for the next part, cause I was feeling that urgent aching on the front for quite long now.

“Don’t you think it’s time for me to…turn over?” she took her hands off of my cheeks and I could only understand that as a clue for me to lie on my back. And as I did that, well, I enjoyed a lot the big smirk forming on her lips at the sight of my swollen rod the white towel was still hiding.

When she finally stopped admiring my hard-on, she straddled her bare legs around my waist and grabbed more oil to her hands. I had to bit my lower lip, sigh and close my eyes at the same time when she placed her hands on my chest. Yes, baby, that’s right, back to my skin NOW!

She rubbed my thorax hard at first and then began to soften progressively, sliding and pressing her fingers one by one, exactly like if I was the keys of her piano. After the rubbing time, she just focused on my nipples for some time and I could tell she was having her fun now. But, for sure, not more than I was cause I definitely loved her kneading on them. My moans just got much more sequential now.

When she closed her eyes for a few seconds, I took the chance to grab the oil bottle and let it drain rapidly in my hands. Then, quickly and abruptly, I surprised her hip skin with my sticky and warm hands, pulling her waist closer to mine. The feel of the heat emanating from her inner thighs made me throb.

“God…Jess…I’m more tensed up now than before, baby. Sorry…” we both shared some giggles at that remark. If her plan was to make me relax, it wasn’t really working…

I looked up at her as her hands kept moving on my chest and arms and I felt I couldn’t hold my hands only on her hips anymore. They started to climb the curves her waist drew on them under her shirt until I reached the delicate skin of her breasts that she let me freely knead. I heard some moans from her as my fingers were rubbing her nipples till they got hard at the max. She closed her eyes in pleasure and I loved that scene.

She answered my touch with her waist rocking against me and when she opened her eyes again, her pupils filled with lust asked me permission to take her hands out of me. She just grabbed her shirt roughly and in one jolt she let it fly away across the room to reveal a sight from heaven to my eyes.
I let her entire body fall on top of mine and her mouth got close to my ear again.

“Are you ready for the…special part?” my voice cracked at her sentence and I just had to nod at her. There is more than that?

She grabbed my hands and soaked them with more oil. Then just made them move all over her breasts again as she laid her head back with her mouth wide open. She was slithery like butter now and just as I thought about making her body to touch on mine again, she laid her breasts really close to my neck and planted a kiss on my mouth before sliding them gently and slowly down my chest, arousing every cell I still had to arouse in there. Oh… God…

Her eyes didn’t move out from mine a single minute as she was lowering more and more to my belly and then… I had to hold my breathing when she got back up again, doing the same rite. That feel of her breasts gliding on me…god, my dick was about to explode!

She got closer to my mouth again and we kissed more passionately now, her tongue fighting with mine almost out of our mouths. She broke our kiss abruptly to rub her body all the way down again, making me say her name in a loud grunt to the softness of her skin. But this time, instead of coming back to my mouth, she just shoved the towel away and traded glances between me and my hard soldier down there. With a naughty smile, she licked her lips and set my dick on the valley of her boobs. Her hands made them press my member and she began to stroke me with them with up and down movements.

“Oh…holy…mother of…” my belly tensed, my feet curled and sweat was dripping down my face from the pleasure she was providing me. Sometimes she licked the tip just to tease me and my throbs got more intense. So intense I thought I was…

“Hey…don’t look now but…I think Zacky is…” Emily’s mumbling voice came out of nowhere in my ears and suddenly I didn’t have any sexy images of Jess on top of me anymore. Oh…wait a minute! FUCK, THIS WAS REALLY A DREAM!? WHERE'S MY FUCKING HAPPY ENDING?

“Oh, c’mon Z, you are jerking off on your sleep again man, my girlfriend is here!” Jimmy’s angry tone and a pillow thrown from him came to me exactly when I looked down and noticed my both hands holding my morning wood strongly under my boxers. Oh my god, AM I ON THE TOUR BUS?? ON A FUCKING BUNK??

“Hey man, everybody’s up, you are the last one. Stop saying Jess’s name and go take a cold shower, would ya?” Brian was the last one to pass by grumbling shit as I just jumped out from my bunk in a rush and ran directly to the bathroom with my face burning red from shame. I closed the door behind me and… there was my lonely happy ending...

Yeah, well, I had a wet dream. Big deal! But obviously, they mocked me every day after that. Even Emily said I mumbled too many times Jess’ name, begging her to lick me and other dirty stuff. But then I just threatened her to tell Brian that whole incident with Jimmy and she shut up and stopped laughing at the same minute. My name isn’t Vengeance just by coincidence, you know...

Anyway… when we were landing on Cali tonight, I called Jess to tell her the time we would get to the airport so she could be waiting to greet us. And for my biggest deception, she said she would be busy rehearsing at the auditorium that night. Her solo premiere with the orchestra was happening tomorrow so she wouldn’t have time to see me next day also. What the fuck! Our schedules would never match like that! And I only had one more month to be at home before going on tour again. Guess it was my time to taste my own poison from 3 months of absence, right?

I got home, took a shower and spread my bare naked body on my bed finally. But that feeling of profound rest that took over me only lasted a few minutes. It got rapidly replaced by a familiar lonely feeling I always had after a tour. That big and comfortable bed under me wasn’t worth a penny empty as it was now. I needed her heat, I needed to hear her voice close to my ear, I needed those hands on my chest. Oh, shit, this is just…not fair!

Okay, I can’t take this anymore. I got off the bed in a jolt and got dressed with my best formal white shirt I knew she liked, put on my favorite cologne, grabbed my car keys and just drove off to the Long Beach Auditorium. But first I bought some stuff to eat, I was starving and she was probably feeling the same.

I parked my car there and bumped into a security guard with a sullen face drawn at me. I tried not to sound a stalker or a killer cause it was passed midnight. And let’s be honest, having snakebites just wouldn’t help me to deliver the good guy pose right now.

“Hey, buddy, I’m trying to find my girlfriend, she’s inside rehearsing for the concert tomorrow. Is there any chance you could…let me in?”

“Sorry, pal, I’m not allowed to let anyone in right now.”

“Look! I even brought her some food and wine. I’m a musician too, I just got back from my latest tour and… do you know Avenged Sevenfold?” yeah, time to appeal to fame.

“Yes, of course, I’ve seen their concert and…wait, you are not strange to me.” He came out of his cubicle and approached me, where he could clearly see me in the light.

“Yeah, I’m the guitarist.” I smirked to the fact that I was about to enter that place thanks to my band.

“Oh, right, I remember you! You play like those crazy fast solos, right? And you are always wearing that hat!” he was all excited to talk to me now and my smirk disappeared as his blabbering was increasing. I should be used to that now, I’ve been mistaken by Gates hundred times before, and we are not even alike. They all seemed to only remember him.

“Yeah…that’s me. Synyster Gates…” I said it looking at the ground with a half-hearted smile after shaking the guy’s hand. What the hell, if that name opens doors to me, why not? I did that before with girls and it worked quite well.

“Hey…I can be fired if someone sees you getting in, but I’ll cut some slack for you this time.” He opened the door quickly and let me in, guiding me through the hall and showing me a big door. “She’s inside. Hey, and remember to bring me some tickets next time, ok Gates?” he waved to me before heading back to his place. Yeah, whatever dude!

Now let's find my girl.

Notes

hahaha early chapter this time, I couldn't hold it longer, its's tinier than usual, Johnny tiny =p.

I'm so busy but freaking inspired so I can't help it, I give up sleep! hahaha =p