Hidden Desires

We had gotten lucky. The problem turned out to a be a couple of stripped cables. They were tossed out and new ones replaced them.

A new amplifier is bought for Syn. Of course since he claimed he had been through so much Schecter sent him four new guitars. It was enough to stop his complaining at least until he found something else he didn't like.

Zacky's microphone along with the stand were swapped for new ones. The old ones are tossed in the trash just to be sure. We didn't want to take any chances of injuries occurring.

The pyrotechnics issues was a simple as a wobbly screw. The housing holding the pyro had a loose screw. Our techs handled the issue reassuring us everything was perfect and that we're all safe.

Our show the next night went better than we could have expected. The crowd was at maximum capacity. They were loving every single second of the show.

Since there was no curfew we played three encores. Of course that meant we were racing back to the bus to make sure we were on time for tomorrow's show. It's well worth it though.

I climb into my bunk. The show has really worn me out tonight. My bed cradles my body.

Something catches my attention. I look around trying to figure out what it is. It doesn't take me but a moment to realize that it's a flash of something.

It seems like it's coming from right next to us. Turning my head to look I find the balcony to the right of us completely empty. Obviously I'm just going crazy.

I tell myself it's just my imagination. Shaking it off I turn my attention back to Johnny. He feels so good around my cock.

I could swear I feel eyes on me. I ignore the feeling convinced it's just paranoia getting the best of me. I would know if someone was over there. Besides I'm not even sure what drew my attention in the first place.

I shoot up out of bed. There's no way someone had seen Johnny and I the other night. It was just a nightmare. At least I hope it was just a nightmare.

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