Wild Devil Ch. 01

"Probably quite a few," I laughed.

"Any guy would be lucky to spend five minutes in a locked bathroom with you, like I just did."

"You are so sweet," Laura kissed me again.

With that, she pulled her pants back up and secured them, before opening the bathroom door and we stepped out together. As soon as I made eye contact with my sister, Liz started clapping her hands for me and laughing. When she noticed the stain on the front of my pants, she only laughed even harder and I shook my head, blushing hard and flipping her the middle finger.

The band was set to head out now, which meant it was time for us to go, as well. It was almost one o'clock in the morning, and we had spent way more time with the band, then any of the other fans had that night...we had probably had much more fun with them, too.

After thanking Laura, Tori and Chris for everything, Liz and I started for the door to exit the dressing room. Laura stopped us though, a hand on my shoulder and a firm squeeze, to draw my attention back to her.

"Before you go, let me get your number...next time we roll through Philly, I'll give you a call in advance and set you up with a couple more passes."

"Holy shit, that would be awesome," Liz exclaimed.

Just as excited as she was, I accepted Laura's phone and quickly typed my number into her caller list, before handing it back to her. She then leaned in and wrapped her arms around me, giving me a big hug. I hugged her back, breathing in her scent and feeling my cock stiffen once again in my soaked boxers...even more so, when she gave me a quick kiss on the neck.

"Thanks for the orgasm," she whispered in my ear, before pulling away and giving me a wink.

And that was that.

Liz and I started out towards the parking lot, and once we were outside, my sister started jumping up and down with joy and turning to look at me.

"I cannot believe, that any of that just happened tonight! We just spent an hour and a fucking half, with Wild Devil! You played guitar with Laura...y-you...wow...you actually sucked Laura Wild's cock...that's got to be the highlight of the night, I'd say."

"Shut up," I scoffed.

"So, how was it? Was she big? Did you like it?"

"Why are you even asking me," I laughed. "I mean, you're my sister, isn't that kinda awkward?"

"Why should it be awkward," Liz asked. "We're besties, we tell each other everything. Anyway, I guess it's safe to say you definitely liked it, considering that big ass stain on your pants."

"Fuck off," I said, groaning in frustration at my sisters teasing.

I did my best to cover the stain with my hand, thankful that it was dark in the parking lot and there really wasn't anyone around to see it anyway.

"So, Alex...now that we're both gay, we should totally start going to clubs together! I'm sure, I could hook you up with a cute-"

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, who said anything about me being gay?"

"Why do you sound so offended by it?"

"Because, I'm not gay!"

Liz laughed, as she lit up a cigarette and fished her car keys out from her pocket. "Relax! You know, I'm just fucking with you!"

I rolled my eyes, as we finally reached her car and she unlocked the doors.

"Yeah, yeah, sure you are."

I climbed into the passenger seat and sighed, thinking back on everything that had happened that night. My mind was totally blown by it all. I had met Laura Wild. Played guitar for the band and even jammed with Laura, herself.

I had just lived out my biggest dream.

But Liz was right...the highlight of the night, was definitely what happened between me and Laura, in that bathroom. And with that in mind, my thoughts suddenly started racing.

I had just sucked a dick.

Laura Wild's dick, at that, but the bigger part of the whole thing was that I had sucked a dick in general...and enjoyed it. Fuck, I'd blown probably the biggest load ever, in the process of sucking that dick, that's just how much I had liked it.

What if Liz was right?

"Hey...w-would it matter, if I was gay?"

Liz looked at me as if she were shocked, that I would even ask her something like that. She scoffed, rolling her eyes at me.

"Are you fucking serious, Alex? I'm a fucking lesbian...why the hell would I have a problem, if you were gay?"

I laughed, settling down a little, as Liz rolled her eyes again and pulled the car out of the parking space. The ride back to the apartment that we shared together was quiet. We were both exhausted, and didn't have too much to say, by that point. I did have quite a lot to think about though.

Like getting right into the shower as soon as we got home, and tossing my stained underwear and pants into the washer. And probably jacking off once I got in bed, since I was still ridiculously horny, just thinking about Laura's cock. I didn't know if any of this made me gay, or bisexual or nothing at all, but the more I thought about it, the less I found that I really gave a shit.

When we got home, I followed the exact order of what I had planned out in my mind...showered. Tossed my clothes in the washer. Then climbed into bed and proceeded to stroke my cock, moaning Laura's name under my breath, and blowing a massive load of cum all over my sheets.

Minutes later, I was passed out cold. I slept straight through the night.

About six months went by after that night, and in the time that passed, Liz and I started hearing about some serious drama involving Wild Devil. Social media was flooded with articles about tensions between Mark, the bands second guitarist, and his fellow bandmates.

Laura and Tori refused to speak on the matter, but there had been a few shows in which arguments had broken out between the members of the band, right on stage.

Everything came to a head one night, when Mark literally threw his guitar to the side and walked off the stage, mid-show, resulting in the band playing the remainder of their set with just Laura on guitar and vocals.

Everyone figured whatever had happened, would probably blow over by the next night...but it didn't work out that way. Instead, when Wild Devil took the stage at their next show, Mark was nowhere to be seen. The played the remaining four shows of that tour, with just Laura on guitar, and no comments at all regarding Mark or what had happened.

When the tour ended, the band returned home to Florida and suddenly, everything was radio silent. After a few weeks went by, a lot of the fans were starting to get concerned. Radio stations were just as confused and in the dark as the fans were...a lot of people had reached out to the band for interviews, only to receive no response.

Finally, someone did hear something from the band...

And surprisingly, that someone was me.

I was just getting done work on a Friday afternoon, and had just climbed into my car, when my phone started ringing. I pulled it out of my pocket and contemplated hitting the ignore button, since I didn't recognize the number on the screen.

Just in case it was something important though, I opted not to.

"Hello?"

"Alex?"

I hesitated for a second, noting that the voice sounded familiar, but I couldn't quite put my finger on it right away. "Yeah...who's calling?"

"It's me," the voice responded, cheerfully. "Laura!"

My heart skipped a beat.

"Holy shit, you actually called me," I said, in awe.

"I told you, I would! How have you been, anyway?"

"I...well, I've been alright. Sorry, I just...I'm trying to wrap my head around this

shit. I mean, I'm on the phone right now with Laura Wild. It's just a lot to take in."

"I bet it is," she replied. "Just like my cock was a lot to take in."

I couldn't help but laugh at that, and so did Laura.

"So, what's going on? I mean, are you guys coming back to Philly anytime soon?"

"Of course! The City of Brotherly Love is one of our favorite places. You guys know how to fucking rock out there...unfortunately, it's probably gonna be a little while before we can make it back there."

"Why's that?"

"I'm sure you've probably heard about all the shit with Mark?"

"Yeah, there's a lot of talk going around about that..."

Laura sighed, and I could hear her mood turning in a negative direction, as she spoke up again. "We haven't announced it just yet, but I'm sure everyone's expecting it...Mark's no longer a member of Wild Devil."

While disappointed to hear this, I certainly wasn't surprised. Laura was right in the sense, that everyone had been expecting to hear something like this, sooner or later.

And I had the unfortunate pleasure, of being the first to know.

I wasn't sure how to feel about that.

"So...w-what happened?"

"I don't wanna go too far into details," Laura said. "Let's just say, he had an attitude about a lot of things and it was becoming toxic for the band. I don't think he's got much interest in the touring lifestyle anymore...his heart's just not in it, like it used to be."

"So, what are you guys going to do now?"

"Find a new guitarist," she replied quickly.

"I mean, Mark might not be into it anymore, but the rest of us still are. Wild

Devil's not going anywhere, any time soon."

I smiled at that, relieved to hear that the remaining members of my favorite band still planned to carry on and make music. I wondered who they would find though, to take Mark's place on lead guitar. I didn't know if anyone could compare to him...and it would definitely be a big change.

I had only ever known Wild Devil as Laura, Tori, Chris and Mark. Whoever stepped in to take his spot, it would take some time to get used to.

"Listen," Laura said, breaking my train of thought.

"I didn't just call to tell you about Mark...I was wondering if you and Liz were

available this weekend, to come out to Florida and hang out with us?"

My heart skipped yet another beat.

"Are you serious?"

I had expected her to offer me more backstage passes, since that's what she had promised us, when she asked for my phone number. But inviting us out to Florida, to hang out with them? That was the last thing I would have imagined.

"I'm as serious as a heart attack," Laura said.

"Well, shit...yeah, we'd be fucking thrilled to do that. But I'm sure you can

probably understand, when I say that I'm a little surprised you'd make such an offer. I mean, do you invite other fans out there to hang out with you guys?"

"No actually, this is a first for us," Laura chuckled. "And yeah, I can understand why it would be a surprise. I promise though, there's a method to my madness here. We'll explain everything, once the two of you get out here...plain tickets are on us, round trip, so don't sweat transportation. What do you say?"

"Fuck yeah," I answered quickly. "Let me talk to Liz about it when I get home, and I'll give you a call back."

"Sounds great! I'm looking forward to seeing you two again."

The feeling was mutual.

I hung up the phone and drove home as fast as I could, walking into the apartment with a stupid grin spread across my face and of course, Liz knew something was up right away.

As soon as I told her about the phone conversation with Laura, Liz practically jumped for joy. My sister was fucking ecstatic. She called her job and told them that she had to take that weekend off, and I did the same, before calling Laura back and confirming that we were both willing to take up their offer.

Laura sounded relieved when I told her we were coming, and I was even more excited, when she told me to bring my guitar with me. "We can jam together, while you're out here."

I had no idea, there was any other motive behind that request, than just getting together and rocking out.

The flight was a short one, but when we landed, I was more than happy to be back on the ground. My anxiety had been through the roof the whole time we were onboard, and not just because I was excited to see Laura and the rest of the band. I hated planes. I hated flying. Of course, it was worth it, considering the reason.

"So, why do you think they invited us out here?" Liz asked, as we walked outside, in search of the ride that was supposed to transport us to the band.

"Your guess is as good as mine," I shrugged.

"Maybe Laura's just looking for another blowjob from ya."

"Oh, be quiet," I laughed.

"Seriously though," Liz said. "I think I know what it's about."

"Oh yeah? Well, go on then, let's hear it."

"Dude, you got to be blind not to see it for yourself...Alex...I think they're going to ask you to take Mark's place in the band."

I scoffed, then laughed harder than I had in a long time. Was she fucking serious? Liz had to be absolutely insane, to think something like that was even possible.

Sure, Wild Devil had been more than kind to the two of us, when we hung out with them after that show six months ago. And inviting us out here to spend the weekend with them in Florida was totally amazing, but the likelyhood that they would ask ME of all people, to join the band?

Well, that was the very last thing I would expect.

"I'm not joking dude," Liz said, irritated by my laughter.

"Yeah, and that's the funniest part! Liz, you're dreaming if you actually think

that's what this is all about."

"It makes sense! Laura told you to bring your gear with you...and come on, they never invite fans to stay with them like that. You and I both know, there's got to be something big behind this whole thing and I think that's what it is."

I shook my head, as a car pulled up in front of us and a man rolled down the window and poked his head out.

"Alex and Liz?"

"That's us," I said.

"I'm here to take you to Laura's house."

He stepped out of the car and opened up the trunk, so we could put our bags and my gear inside, then opened the door for us to slide into the back seat, side by side. Nobody spoke a word during the twenty five minute ride, and I found myself thinking long and hard, about what Liz had suggested this being about.

She was crazy.

There was no way in fucking hell, that Wild Devil was going to offer me a position, as their new guitarist...right?

I shook it off, mentally laughing at myself for even entertaining the idea of such a thing. I couldn't fault Liz for it though. She was my big sister and we were best friends, and I was sure that something as big as joining Wild Devil, would make her the proudest big sister in the world.

But it was simply impossible.

When we arrived at Laura's house, I was honestly a little surprised. There certainly wasn't much too it.

Being a rockstar, I would have expected Laura to live in a house much bigger than what I was looking at from the driveway. To have a ton of cars parked outside, cars that would have cost far more money than I could ever dream of having. A massive backyard, with an inground swimming pool and maybe a hot tub, to go along with it. The type of house you would see on MTV's Cribs.

Nope.

Instead, I was looking at a simple ranch style house, with a red pickup truck sitting in the driveway. There was a pretty spacious backyard, and as we stepped out of the car and I looked past the fence, I could see that there was a pretty big pool out there, though it wasn't an inground pool.

Our driver opened up the trunk and me and Liz grabbed our stuff, just as Laura and Tori came outside, and quickly made their way to greet us both.

"Great to see you both," Tori said, giving me a hug first, and then hugging my sister.

Liz had never looked happier than she did right in that moment, being hugged by her own crush and idol. She looked over at me and mouthed the words "oh my god" as she fought of the urge to grope Tori.

I laughed, as Laura stepped up to me and embraced me, the same way her sister had done with Liz. "How was the flight in?"

"Ugh," I groaned. "I'm not a big fan of flying, so...you can guess."

"Sorry about that," Laura laughed.

"I see you brought your gear, like I asked."

"Yeah, I'm seriously looking forward to jamming with you again...maybe as a whole band, this time around?"

"Oh, I'm sure we can make that happen," Tori said, as she finally released Liz from her hug.

Liz looked at me, as if Tori's choice of words and the tone of her voice had confirmed what she had been thinking this whole time. I had to admit, I was starting to question whether or not my sister might be right about this, but I didn't want to get my hopes up, so I just kept brushing the thoughts aside.

Laura and Tori led us both into the house, and I looked around at the surprisingly not so fancy living room. A sectional couch sat by the bay windows that overlooked the driveway, with a loveseat positioned directly across from the sectional and a recliner right beside it.

There was a 60 inch flat screen TV mounted on the wall, with surround sound speakers and shit, I couldn't help but feel jealous of Laura and Tori, for being able to afford such a thing.

"I gotta say," I spoke up, as I set my guitar case down against a wall and Tori took our bags and placed them in a corner. "I'm surprised you guys have such a simple set up here."

"You were expecting a mansion, huh?" Tori asked.

"Well...kind of," I laughed.

"I'm sure, we could just about afford it if we wanted," Laura chimed in now.

"We like to keep things simple though...what it comes down to is, we love making music and touring. The money that comes with that is just a bonus. We're totally comfortable, living in a house like this."

"Mark on the other hand," Tori rolled her eyes.

"He's swimming in money, and more than happy to brag."

"Let's not get into that shit," Laura said, flopping down on the sectional couch and lighting up a cigarette. "We're really glad you guys agreed to come out here, like this...Chris will be here later this afternoon, and we can plug in and jam, if you're up for it."

"Yeah, I'm more than up for it," I said excitedly.

"But hey, uh...you said you'd explain your 'method of madness' once we got out here."

Liz and I exchanged glances, as Tori sat down beside Laura and gave her sister a similar look, to the one I was giving Liz...like she was asking Laura, if it was the right time to get into it yet. I think me and Liz were both equally anxious now, to know what exactly the reasoning behind this invitation really was.

I was still trying to convince myself, that Liz was crazy for thinking it had anything to do with replacing Mark.

"Well, we were going to wait for Chris to get here to talk about that," Laura said after a long pause. "But..."

"I'm sure, considering the fact that we asked you to bring your gear with you...you must have some sort of idea, as to what this is all about," Tori said for her sister.

Again, I glanced at Liz, who was smiling now. She looked like she knew exactly what was about to happen next, and if she was right, I was sure she'd throw her arms around me in a bear hug, once the bomb had officially been dropped.

"We were wondering if, you'd be interested in playing a gig or two with us."

Holy...fuck...

"W-What?"

"He'll do it!" Liz shouted for me.

I looked at my sister and laughed, as she grabbed me by the shoulders and shook me roughly. "What?" I repeated, speaking both to Liz and Laura and Tori

this time.

"I-I'm sorry, did I hear you right?"

"Absolutely," Laura nodded. "Your ears are working, just fine."

"Fuck, this is just...w-wow!"

I couldn't believe it...Liz WAS right. Kutos to her, for being so good at putting two and two together like that. But I didn't know what to say now. I mean, I KNEW what to say, but I was having a hard time putting the words together and spitting them out.

"Like I said, he'll do it!"

Liz smacked me on the back, causing me to stagger slightly and I started pulling at my hair, trying to fully accept that this was actually happening to me. "Fuck yeah," I said finally.

"Liz is right, I'll do it! I-I can't even begin to thank you guys for this opportunity...seriously, I am so honored to do this for you."