High Voltage

I didn’t know what time it was, or who was to blame for this – hey just like in that P.O.D. song, but what I knew, we were walking along the shore, our feet sinking in the white sand, Brian’s hand keeping me close to his side as he raised the Heineken bottle to his lips every two seconds.

„You really don’t want anything?” He question as we passed a beach bar. „A margarita or something?”

I winced in disgusted, remembering the taste of that drink. Tequila? Not when I’m sober and even when I was upside down drunk, that was on the very bottom of my priority list, but somehow, I always ended up emptying a bottle of Patron to finish off my night. It came handy when you wanted to end thing quick and with a blast. „Margarita? No. I’d settle down for a virgin Mojito.”

„Virgin?” An amused smirk mirrored on his face as we took a detour towards the bar. Yeah, keep that comment to yourself, mister Gates. I know I’m anything, but a virgin, knowing very well what you’ve done to me since the time when we met.

„Yes, virgin,” I replied as we took a seat on the bar stools. A polka dot bikini came into my notice and only later a face which seemed to belong to a fifteen year old. I really was bad with determining the age of people. How could I work as a bartender in my day was beyond me. Oh, but we had some amazing bouncers... Yea, I guess that explains everything.

„What can I getcha?” She smiled, leaning over the counter, nearly shoving her boobs in Brian’s face, who’s eyes surprisingly didn’t travel lower than her physiognomy. Good boy. It would be real dumb to mess this up in the very first week.

„A virgin mojito, if that’s possible.” He replied with a polite smile, before pulling out his wallet and paying for the drink.

„Comin’ right up,” I didn’t even have to look to see that the girl was trying to charm my future husband off his feet... Or rather than out his pants.

„So should I stop the presses? Raven McQueen is not drinking anymore?”

Well that clearly shows how much he knows about me. I’m not drinking for quite a while, thank you very much. I didn’t see the point anymore. Most of the booze was really disgusting and it had only one purpose – to swipe someone off their feet in order to have a lousy one night stand. And before you tell me I’m wrong, that’s really the truth. When you pull up to a club, what’s your first thought when you see a girl in a very skimpy dress? Doesn’t matter if your a chick or a guy. For me? I’d think of how to get between her legs, but maybe that’s just me. „That’s really old news, sweetheart, I’m sober since I’m back in the States.” Well actually since I adopted my child – Lady.

„Is there a particular reason behind it?” He asked, taking a mouthful.

„Nah,” I shrugged, boosting my forearms on the counter, „Just don’t feel like it anymore.”

„So there’s no chance for me to do a dirty echo challenge with you?” I looked at him, measuring if he really was insane. A wicked grin appeared on my face as the girl set down my drink. He wanted to loose that badly? ‘Cause we all know what happened the previous time when he decided to drink those bad boys with me. He ended up kissing the parking lot of Johnny’s.

„You only did the challenge with me, because we had a bet going on. I don’t see the purpose right now since you’ve fucked me in at least thirty different ways.”

Was that Brian Haner hiding his blushing cheeks behind a bottle of Heineken? Well, I’ll be darned. Now you can stop the fucking presses! „Thirty one, if you count fucking you on Shads’ kitchen island.”

Well, it was a regular fuck, but what made it special - Matt was licking Jack Daniel’s off the marble surface just minutes later, so I guess that counts as Matt’s tongue too having some intercourse with my vagina. „We should repeat that when we get back...”

While I was playing with the red straw, I noticed him raise his eyebrows. „You really like that kitchen island...” Knowing I once passed out on it and refused to get off even when I saw Matt making waffles just few steps from me, then yeah. I liked it. But there was a reason behind it.

„Actually I like the fact that Matt licked it after what we had done more, than the island itself.” I snickered, feeling the minty taste of my drink.

„What you’re really telling me is, you like the fact that Matt licked up your—„

„Yes,” If his eyebrows could go even higher, I’m sure they would.

„Don’t tell me—„

„Hey, don’t say you’ve never thought about how big his dick is,”

„Actually, I haven’t, because I’ve seen it,” He replied thoughtfully. „So, if you had the chance to fuck him, you’d do it?” And this turns you on, because? Yeah, it’s kinda hard to miss that raging boner, dear.

„Probably... Yeah,” I shrugged. That wasn’t that big of a deal, ‘cause really? Have you seen the bulge of M. Shadows pants? It doesn’t leave too much place for imagination. I’m not saying that Bri is small or whatever, because he’s really not, but Matt’s cock? Hell, I’d like to experience it. Bailey’s one lucky bitch. „We could have a threesome... I know you’ve thought about it.”

„To be honest? I’m not very keen on the thought of sharing you.” And he knew I’d like the experience and would probably start cheating on him with his front man, so... that’s just a far and unreachable dream of mine. I sighed.

„What the hell are you sighing about?” Is someone getting jealous?

„Oh relax, you know I love your dick, and actually—„ I took his hand and slid under my dress, moving up my thigh until his fingers reached my core. I heard him swallow thickly, before he bit on his lip. I really didn’t know if I was wet because I thought about Matt’s package or I was wet, because I longed for Bri having his wicked ways with me. A silent moan escaped my lips, feeling his fingers press against my clit. I really was fucking wet, and in public. Fuck...

„Is it me or it just got extremely hotter?” He was smirking all the way. Son of a gun. He took a sip of his beer, in the mean time making me wish I’d never brought this suffering upon myself, by guiding his fingers to my slit.

„Well...” I breathed out, shielding my face with my hand as I saw my dress heave up and down, „You won’t find a cooler spot there...”

I really thanked god for it being the morning and no or actually very few people were hanging around. Subconsciously, I raised my hips up to his fingers as they slid behind my panties. „Fuck...” A silent, yet shrill scream fell over my lips.

„You know what was I thinking?” He asked almost too casually.

„W-what...” I trembled slightly, lowering my head and letting my blond bangs fall over my face.

„We should redecorate when we get home. You know, the upstairs guest bedroom we almost never use?”

„Yeah?” Oh holly hell. His finger just disappeared in me. Oh my god.

„I think we should rebuild it so we could stock all our guitars there,” Yeah, that sounds a fucking awesome idea, just don’t stop those fingers. I’m so fucking close... „And you know what else was I thinking? Since Matt is a real cool guy,”

„Uh-ha,” I raised my knuckles to my mouth and bit forcefully in them. Yes, just keep going, just like that...

„We should totally have a threesome,” Oh. My. Fucking. God. My legs squeezed upon his hand as my whole body shuddered and I nearly collapsed over the counter. It took me a moment to regain and pull myself together, before I could look at him with a lust clouded vision. He pulled his hand to his mouth and licked his fingers. „yeah, I think we should do that.”

„And wh-what about Bailey?” I can’t believe I just had an orgasm sitting by a bar. Fuck, made me feel very dirty there for a moment.

„She, of course, can join if she wants.”

„You’re totally messing with me,”

„Yeah, I am.” He grinned, his fingers taking my chin and pulling up to his face, „And don’t think even for a second that I won’t kill Matt if I find out he’s been fucking you.”

„Okay, you’re a bit scary right now,” I said, watching his smile, not really knowing what it meant, 'cause that was not a happy smile.

„That’s the point. But on the other hand, if you’d talked Bailey in a threesome, I’m hands down for it.”

„Oh you’re such an ass,” I tried pulling away, but to no avail. He just turned my head back and brushed his lips against mine.

„No, but really. If that’s your undying wish and nor Bailey, nor Matt are against it, we can have a fucking threesome.” But he just said—Okay, I’m fucking confused.

„You’re really willing to do anything for me...” Clear disbelief was mirroring in my face. That was simply... crazy!

„If that’s what makes you happy.” He smiled, „I’m not saying I won’t kill a certain someone after it, but-„ His shoulders twitched lightly.

„But it makes you unhappy...”

„Two guys and one chick? Sounds kinda gay if you ask me.” And it has nothing to do with your best friend's cock thrusting in and out of my pussy...

„Then you have to think something up, ‘cause or sex life is getting a bit... well... boring.”

„You just came all over the bar stool. You want to call it boring?” He cocked his eyebrow.

„Well, yeah, kinda...” And I questioned why people had given me the beautiful nickname – whore. Simply ‘cause I was one.

„Okay, I’ll have a word with Matt,” He sighed, rolling his eyes.

„I’m not saying you—„ Before I could finish my objection, a low timbre cut me off.

„Megan?” Oh hells no, it can’t be. I could already see Brian’s vision cloud with pure anger mixed with a deadly drop of insanity.

„Travis?”

"Oh you have to be fucking kidding me..."

Notes

So you guys were right. Travis did in fact decide to crash the party. And Meg wants to have a threesome. Is she crazy? Fuck yeah.