shake my head as a roadie hands me my
mic.
The crowd goes nuts as I reach Lucy and pull
her in for a kiss, wrapping my arm around her shoulders. Ben smacks
Sera's ass, Ethan fist bumps Jace, and Kennedy hip bumps Meggie.
Xander and Trace slap sticks and X makes his way to his drum set.
Both fit on this stage, which is fucking kick ass.
“How the fuck you doing out there, Portland?“
I yell. “What'd you think of Blush? Pretty fucking bad ass if you
ask me.“ Roar. “You guys kicked some serious ass. I'm not sure
we're going to be able to measure up.“
“For fucking real,“ Ben chimes in.
“Dude,“ Kennedy adds.
“Hell,“ Ethan remarks.
“I'm still hard back here!“ Xander shouts and
the crowd goes wild.
Lucy just laughs.
“For real, Luce. We got cameras that can zoom
in on this.“ Xander stands up. “Zoom in on this shit right here,“
he says pointing to his dick. The crowd goes wild when they see his
hard-on in his pants.
“Well, look what we inspired!“ Lucy says with
a fist pump! “Hmm,“ she adds and reaches down and touches my very
hard cock. She raises her brows. “Looks like Xander's not the only
one who's hard. My husband has a very impressive erection.“ She
licks her lips and I groan.
“Woman. Why are you so set on torturing
me?“
“It's not torture if I intend on relieving
you of your ailment after the show.“
I grunt. “That's not helping me now,“ I say,
adjusting myself again and Portland goes crazy.
“Dude,“ Ethan chimes in. “We put up with this
shit all the time.“
“True story,“ Sera adds.
The crowd only roars louder.
“Well, what do you say we kick the BFD tour
off right?“ Xander yells. “Because the Blush-Falling Down tour is a
Big. Fucking. Deal.“
“Hell yeah!“ We all murmur our agreement.
“We've got a little song we want to sing for
you,“ Kennedy tells the crowd.
Meggie leans in to where they're sharing a
mic. “From what I've seen, there is nothing ‘little' at all on this
stage.“
“Again, true story,“ Sera says.
Lucy just laughs and I pull her in for a kiss
to her forehead.
“Are you ready, Portland? What?“ she yells.
“I still can't hear you!“
I nod to Trace and Xander and we start
singing Falling Down . It seems like yesterday we wrote this
song in the tattoo parlor. Looking at Lucy's side and shoulder, her
tats are sexy as hell. She wants more, of course, but she's going
to wait for Harley. I think she might be a little sweet on the big
guy. She calls him her teddy bear and Harley eats that shit up like
it's candy. Who can blame him?
And here she is, my wife, rubbing up on my
leg. Shit.
I scream out the next line and she joins in
on the next. Lucy looks to me and says, “It looks to me like they
know this song! Let's see if they know the chorus!“
We start singing to help them out, then hold
up our mics and the crowd sings the words perfectly. Fuck yeah.
Lucy's grin's a mile wide and she does a
quick spin on her toe, some ballet shit I think. Looked sexy as
hell and I know she did it because she's so happy she can't contain
it. Likely she'll get off stage and cry for a few minutes if I know
my woman. She has such a hard time controlling her emotions when
they fill her up the way her happy is right now. That's her
phrasing, not mine.
I tap a finger to the tip of her nose and she
starts singing the next verse. Before we know it, it's over and
Blush is saying their goodbyes. Their first major show on the BFD
tour was a huge fucking success.
“I'm not sure we can compete with Blush. They
kicked some major ass! What do you think Portland? Do you think we
can give them a run for their money?“ I growl into the mic. They
don't let me down, our fans never do. They growl right back.
“I'm still not sure, but we'll give it a
try.“ Xander starts us off and I'm lost. Lost in the music, lost in
the crowd, lost in the chords, lost in the beat, lost in the
rhythm, and lost in the love of it all. My adrenaline is
mic.
The crowd goes nuts as I reach Lucy and pull
her in for a kiss, wrapping my arm around her shoulders. Ben smacks
Sera's ass, Ethan fist bumps Jace, and Kennedy hip bumps Meggie.
Xander and Trace slap sticks and X makes his way to his drum set.
Both fit on this stage, which is fucking kick ass.
“How the fuck you doing out there, Portland?“
I yell. “What'd you think of Blush? Pretty fucking bad ass if you
ask me.“ Roar. “You guys kicked some serious ass. I'm not sure
we're going to be able to measure up.“
“For fucking real,“ Ben chimes in.
“Dude,“ Kennedy adds.
“Hell,“ Ethan remarks.
“I'm still hard back here!“ Xander shouts and
the crowd goes wild.
Lucy just laughs.
“For real, Luce. We got cameras that can zoom
in on this.“ Xander stands up. “Zoom in on this shit right here,“
he says pointing to his dick. The crowd goes wild when they see his
hard-on in his pants.
“Well, look what we inspired!“ Lucy says with
a fist pump! “Hmm,“ she adds and reaches down and touches my very
hard cock. She raises her brows. “Looks like Xander's not the only
one who's hard. My husband has a very impressive erection.“ She
licks her lips and I groan.
“Woman. Why are you so set on torturing
me?“
“It's not torture if I intend on relieving
you of your ailment after the show.“
I grunt. “That's not helping me now,“ I say,
adjusting myself again and Portland goes crazy.
“Dude,“ Ethan chimes in. “We put up with this
shit all the time.“
“True story,“ Sera adds.
The crowd only roars louder.
“Well, what do you say we kick the BFD tour
off right?“ Xander yells. “Because the Blush-Falling Down tour is a
Big. Fucking. Deal.“
“Hell yeah!“ We all murmur our agreement.
“We've got a little song we want to sing for
you,“ Kennedy tells the crowd.
Meggie leans in to where they're sharing a
mic. “From what I've seen, there is nothing ‘little' at all on this
stage.“
“Again, true story,“ Sera says.
Lucy just laughs and I pull her in for a kiss
to her forehead.
“Are you ready, Portland? What?“ she yells.
“I still can't hear you!“
I nod to Trace and Xander and we start
singing Falling Down . It seems like yesterday we wrote this
song in the tattoo parlor. Looking at Lucy's side and shoulder, her
tats are sexy as hell. She wants more, of course, but she's going
to wait for Harley. I think she might be a little sweet on the big
guy. She calls him her teddy bear and Harley eats that shit up like
it's candy. Who can blame him?
And here she is, my wife, rubbing up on my
leg. Shit.
I scream out the next line and she joins in
on the next. Lucy looks to me and says, “It looks to me like they
know this song! Let's see if they know the chorus!“
We start singing to help them out, then hold
up our mics and the crowd sings the words perfectly. Fuck yeah.
Lucy's grin's a mile wide and she does a
quick spin on her toe, some ballet shit I think. Looked sexy as
hell and I know she did it because she's so happy she can't contain
it. Likely she'll get off stage and cry for a few minutes if I know
my woman. She has such a hard time controlling her emotions when
they fill her up the way her happy is right now. That's her
phrasing, not mine.
I tap a finger to the tip of her nose and she
starts singing the next verse. Before we know it, it's over and
Blush is saying their goodbyes. Their first major show on the BFD
tour was a huge fucking success.
“I'm not sure we can compete with Blush. They
kicked some major ass! What do you think Portland? Do you think we
can give them a run for their money?“ I growl into the mic. They
don't let me down, our fans never do. They growl right back.
“I'm still not sure, but we'll give it a
try.“ Xander starts us off and I'm lost. Lost in the music, lost in
the crowd, lost in the chords, lost in the beat, lost in the
rhythm, and lost in the love of it all. My adrenaline is
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