CH2 of - It was That Night

it wouldnt let me add it to the book thinger so yeha... CHAPTER 2 ! : D

I woke up at the hotel we were currently staying at. The hottie from the bar and Ronald had kicked me off the bed and used it for their own personal pleasures. I was on the cot with the smell of Pepsi everywhere. I was usually the first one up and I liked it that way. I liked the smell of the morning. I walked by the two sets of feet towards the TV.

I turned on the TV and turned it to the Saturday morning cartoons. Which I always watched no matter what. During a commercial break went across the hall into David and DJ’s room. They were already up. Their room smelled of freshly brewed coffee. "Hey."

"Hey."

That was the usual morning conversation. David was stirring his coffee casually and walked over to me. "So, uh, how’s Ronny?"

I shrugged. "He got laid last night." Deej was smiling at me. We liked teasing David. "In fact, I think he got it twice, or was it three times? I can’t remember. . ."

"Whhyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy do you do this to me?" David groaned. His face in pure agony, his short little body gobbled up by DJ’s. "Aww, we only do it because we love you." I couldn’t say that with a straight face. "But, he’s so hot. Why can’t we just, do it once?"

"Cause he’ll be your first and it’ll be awkward and the band will break up and then we will die. Do you really want us to die?" DJ asked. I liked his rambling-on. Because it always ends, no matter what subject, with us dying.

"He’s not my first! God, you guys are a******s."

"Aww, David, I’m sorry. Want a hug?" I stood up and stretched out my hands. The top of his head just barely touching my elbow. "C’mon. You gotta want it."

"You’re a d****e-bag."

After breakfast and waiting an hour and a half for Ronald and ‘Josh’ to get out of the freaking shower. When the door finally opened only Josh came out. He was smiling and had nothing on but a hotel towel. "So how’d you enjoy your stay?"

"That wasn’t his first time was it?"

I spit out my coffee and nearly pissed myself laughing. "Um, I’m not sure." David and DJ were gonna hear about this. After my semi-humiliating laughter fit, he was smiling too. I got myself together and realized how hot he still was. "Why do you say that? Was he that bad?" I think I was another word away from peeing my pants.

"No, no. It wasn’t that. It’s just that . . . .never mind. I just think I’m paranoid. . . . Didn’t I see you at the bar last night?"

"Yeah, but, then I guess you met Ronald. Haha." This wasn’t the first time Ronny’s stole someone from me, kinda.

"Oh, well." Josh paused. "He’s gonna be a while in the shower. I don’t think he’d care if we played around a bit." Damn it. It was tempting but I realized that Josh was a groupie. He wasn’t the first. We weren’t that famous that I didn’t appreciate it. "Well, if you wanna."

We were at it a good twenty minutes of just making out. Josh kept wanting to go farther but I kept rejecting his wishes. When I had him against the wall the shower door opened. Ronald came out and caught us. He paused. "Dude, don’t forget to use this," he threw us a condemn with a wink. "You’re an a*s" I shot back. As much as Ronald is a d****e-bag, he’s the funniest b*****d I know. I pulled Josh’s face close to mine and gave him a passionate kiss before I tossed him onto the bed..

"So what are your plans for the day?" I asked Ronald. Walking over to the small kitchen. "I dunno. I still want to play with this one. He does what I say with no objections. I like that." Ronny shook his head and he sprayed me with water. "Dumbass." I hissed as I slapped his a*s on my way out.

2 week’s later and I’m with DJ at 12:43 at night and we’re searching the streets. I had to drink at least every other week. We were searching for hookers. Yeah, I’m a horny beast you might be thinking. But, neigh child. Your wrong. Being in Toronto they were stero-typed here to be crawling at the feet of young ‘erotically-charged’ teenagers or old men. But we had to travel about four or five street-corners until we found a young one. Around 17 or 18. Anorexic was my guess. DJ guessed balsamic. I walked up behind her, I still got nervous talking to these people. Knowing what they do.

"Excuse me. . . ."

The prostitute turned around, looked me up and down. Her stringy blonde hair messily pulled up into a half-assed bun. She had a f*g in her hand leaning closely to her miniature leather skirt.

"Yeah? Can I help you?"

"Well, it depends. Are you a . . ?"

"Well, that depends, are you a cop?"

"No. Just in town for the night. So . . ?"

She nodded and threw her f*g onto the street. Took my hand into a alley-way towards a van. I froze up when she opened the back. It was made to look like a bed. She was already climbing in. "No, I have a place a few blocks west-ward." I wasn’t going into a van while her pimp could be waiting to jump me any second.

I haled a cab and DJ played a stranger that was going the same place as us. So we split a cab up to the hotel. Her name was S.S. Or, her companies’ name was anyway. When I got her up to my room, the guys had cleared out. Knowing what I was doing. She threw down her purse and posed herself on the bed sexually. I clapped and the lights went out. I felt her scream through my body rumbling. I was drinking from her neck, typical or what? Her blood was beautiful. DJ always knew how to find the best. Her warm salty liquid soaring down my throat and into my system. DJ only came to hold her down. After about 30 seconds she stopped struggling and went limp. I had to check her pulse. Still breathing. Good. After Deej had left and I was done drinking, curiosity took my interest. I undressed her. Got David’s marker’s for signing ‘autographs’ for our ‘fans’. There was at least 50 colors. I outlined her body with dark colors and shaded them in with light colors. The room suddenly erupted into knocks from the door. "Come in!"

DJ, David, and Ronald came in. There was a silence. Then laughter came puking out of their mouths like letters at a spelling bee. "What the . . . f**k man?!?!"

"That’s not how you do it!"

"Oh man! I knew you hadn’t got laid in a while, but, I didn’t think it was so long ago!"

"Oh, haha. Duh, I’m not THAT rusty. I was just thinking of her expression when she wakes up."

Nothing could stop them now.