Sex, Drugs, Rock'n'Roll Part 2

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During school the next day he met up with Spike, his real name was Darin but everyone called him Spike, Brock couldn’t even remember why. Spike played drums and they had started jamming together a couple months ago.

It was usually Spike, Lance and him, (both he and Lance played guitar), that jammed together. But they were getting together tonight with  Austin. Who had bought a bass a few weeks back and wanted to jam with them. They were all pretty stoked about it.

“Man we are gonna sound like an actual band tonight” Brock said as the four of them hung out in the hallway between classes. 

“ya It’s gonna be badass dude, and I'll finally have a bass player to keep time with me, instead of you two wanna be Eddie Van Halen's” Spike half jokingly said. 

“whatever drummer, so 7 o'clock at your place" Brock said to Spike.

“You know it bitch, everything's all set up and ready to rock” Spike said.

Besides having drums Spike also had a PA set up as well with two microphones, just in case anyone wanted to try and sing. 

“All right, I can get the car and pick up Lance and Brock” Austin chimed in. 

“Cool, this is gonna be fucking awesome!” Brock said, with the look of a kid on Christmas eve. 

The rest of the day at school was torture for Brock, he just kept dreaming about jamming in Spikes basement, they were gonna be an actual band! He was beyond excited!

He saw Jennifer in chemistry class, she looked as hot as ever. She smiled at him as she sat down in front of him. “You’re looking fine as usual, '' Brock said to her. “You don’t look too bad yourself, bad boy,” she said with a smile.

“Thanks for helping me study last night, “ Brock said to her. “I really think I learned a thing or two”

“I thought you did very well, I can’t wait to see how much better, "at math", you are going to get with all this studying” Jenn whispered to him as the teacher started talking.

At the end of class she invited Brock over to her place again that night, he felt a little bad telling her he already had plans to jam with the guys. He could see the disappointment in her eyes immediately. It made him feel like a piece of shit!! He wasn't used to feeling, whatever the fuck he was feeling.

“But we’ll get together again really soon. Ok?” Brock said with a please forgive me smile and hand on her shoulder. She looked at him with a down turned face and said “I guess so” 

He wasn’t sure if he should but he quickly leaned in and kissed her on the lips. When he started to pull away she grabbed the back of his head and held him there and kissed him back hard, with her tongue in his mouth.

When they finally pulled apart Jens downcast look was gone, she was smiling. “Ok, you have fun with the boys” call me later if you want.

“You can count on it,” Brock said, with a smile as they parted. 

Brock saw Austin’s car's headlights in the driveway, about time he thought. He humped his amp and guitar out to the car. He had to put them in the back seat because the trunk was full with Austin’s and Lance’s gear. 

“Holy shit this is gonna rock motherfuckers!” Brock said as he got in the back seat with his gear. Austin and Lance were in the front, with some Kiss playing on the stereo. 

“Fuck ya it is dude!” Lance said. 

“Shit I hope I can learn to play something, you guys already know songs and shit, I don’t know shit, except to beat on the E string haha” Austin laughed. 

“Well that’s pretty much all you really got to do” Brock said. Once you learn the chord progression you can just play that one note on the bass, we’ll show you dude, don’t worry about it, the main thing is to look like a rockstar haha” 

With that Austin cranked up the volume on the stereo as Detroit Rock City started up and Lance lit up a big fat joint “gotta lose your mind in Detroit rock city” They all sang and smiled as they pulled out of the driveway and headed out, with the dank smell of pot smoke and anticipation hanging in the air. 

They were setting up in Spikes basement. Spike had his drum kit set up at the end of the long basement so Brock set up on one side and Lance and Austin set up on the other. They were kind of in a semi circle looking at the other end of the basement as if that was where the crowd would be. They had one mic stand on Brock’s side and one on Lance and Austin’s side.

They started off with some AC/DC songs to get Austin up to speed, they had problem child and TNT down pretty well after an hour or so. It sounded so much thicker and heavier with Austin beating on the bass, he started out just beating the low E sting, even that sounded fucking good!

But in between each take of each song, Lance and Brock showed him which note to play when they switched chords. Austin learned fast, as the songs weren't to hard.

“All right, let's take it from the top, we'll do problem child first then go into TNT” Brock said, “lets rock this shit out!” 

They started playing, it was a rush, it sounded pretty good and it was so much fuller and heavier with the bass, they all looked at each other with stupid smiles on their faces as they rocked out. No one usually sang, they just played, but for whatever reason Brock was feeling it, so when it came time to sing he stepped up to the mike and gave it a try.

“Fuck This, I am hot and when I’m not, I’m cold as ice, get outta my way, just step aside, or you’ll pay the price” he sang, the other guys were looking at him and banging their heads in approval “sing it dude!” Austin yelled as he beat the fuck out of his bass!!

So he did, they played through the whole song and it rocked! They rocked! They were a band! And at some point during the song they all kind of realized it. Lance played the leads, well, because he could. 

They did TNT and Brock sang that one too. On the chorus Austin and Lance jumped in on the other mic, holy shit! This is fucking awesome! Brock was thinking as they rocked DC, they were a fucking band! 

After those two songs they all looked at each other and could see they were all high on the music, it was better than a drug, and they all liked their drugs, but this was different. They realized they could actually play. 

After that Brock pretty much became the lead singer. Some songs were harder to play and sing than others but he found with practice he could pretty much sing anything while playing and if he couldn’t he would just let Lance play while he sang.

He started loving the fact that he could sing and he started writing a lot of lyrics. He would work on songs to bring to the other guys and they would work on them during their jam sessions. 

Their Jam sessions slowly evolved into band practice as they came up with more of their own songs. They still jammed and learned lots of other bands tunes but as they got tighter as a band they found they got off more, on playing their own shit! 

After a while they would invite some friends over on certain nights and play a set for them. Their friends were blown away that they could play their favorite rock and metal songs and they all pretty much dug their own songs too. 

Now that they knew they could play a set and nail it in front of their friends they started to play at parties. Anytime someone's parents were gone for a weekend and there was a party they would be asked to come over and play. 

These got pretty out of hand sometimes, but it was a fucking blast! They would usually play until they were too drunk or stoned or both to play any more and then they would just party with everyone else and be treated like rockstars! Brock and the rest of them loved it! What wanna be rockstar teenager wouldn't love it!

“Dudes, this is the shit!” Brock yelled to the other guys over the cranked Van Halen playing at one of the party’s they had just played.

“Fucking rights it is dude!” Austin yelled back, “we’re fucking rockstars dude!” They said dude a lot, Austin said it to Brock one day when they were driving around getting baked.

Brock said, where did you hear that dude? And Austin said, I have no fucking idea dude, and they both laughed hard. They were convinced they came up with it.

“Amen to that dude” Spike said and they all clinked beer bottles.

“We should do a real show” Brock yelled, “you know with a stage and lights and shit”

“Now you're talking dude” Lance chimed in. 

“Hey lets just party tonight and at the next practice we’ll talk more about conquering the world” Brock yelled back with a buzzed smile on his face as he took another drink of beer, damn he loved beer. 

They all agreed and proceeded to get totally shit faced and mingled with the attentive girls that couldn’t seem to get enough of them. 

Although Brock had gotten together with Jennifer on a pretty regular basis since their first study session, he didn’t really know if they were really considered exclusive. He had never really asked her to be his girlfriend or anything.

After that first escapade they had gotten hot and heavy almost every time they had gotten together to “study” and they had made out in the backseat of his parents Impala numerous times. He found out Jen was a virgin and didn’t press her on having sex but it finally happened, about a week ago during one of their backseat frolics.

Hey she was a country girl, she wasn't the first to lose her virginity in the backseat of a boy's car and she wouldn’t be the last. Ever since then she had wanted to be with Brock more and more. 

Brock didn’t mind the added attention, Jenn was pretty damn hot after all. But he still wasn’t exclusive. If a hot girl wanted to have sex with him after one of these party gigs, and Jen wasn’t around, he wasn’t going to say no.

Of course he never told Jenn that. And to be honest she never asked. But she was at this particular party and she made her way over to Brock in the totally jam packed house as AC/DC’s Dirty Deeds Done Dirt Cheap blasted out of the stereo. 

Jenn pushed her way right up to Brock and planted a big wet open mouth kiss on him for all to see. Some of the other girls that were hanging out by him looked at each other as if to say “who the fuck does she think she is?” But Jen didn’t care, as far she was concerned she was staking her claim.

“Hey baby” she said into his ear, “You were so hot tonight” referring to the band's set. 

“Thanks babe, you are just fucking hot all the time!” Brock said into her ear. He took another big drink of beer and kissed her again and then licked her face and smiled at her. She smiled back and licked his face. That was enough for Brock, he wasn’t interested in any other girls that night, Jenn was perfect and he knew he loved her.

He didn't really know what love felt like, but he was pretty sure it was something like the way he felt about Jenn. Tunes cranking, the afterglow of just nailing a brutal set of hard rock, mixed with copious amounts of beer and pot, and a beautiful girl draped all over him licking his face. Brock didn’t think life could get much better, he was loving life!

Brock woke up wondering where he was. He tried to look around without moving because moving hurt. Fuck, was he hungover. From what he could see he was in a big bed in a nice bedroom. He felt something beside him and tried to look sideways without having to move his head too much.

He saw a pile of blonde hair by his shoulder, he didn’t recognize it. It was more of a platinum blonde then Jenn’s hair was, and there was a lot more of it. “Shit” he thought, “what the hell happened last night?”

The last thing he could remember was staggering to a room with Jenn and getting busy with her, he could remember her on top of him bouncing up and down, slapping her ass while her tits slapped his face. Who was this pile of blonde beside him?

With great effort he managed to lean up on his elbows, he looked down at the pile of blond hair, he lifted the sheet that was covering whoever it was and he could see the hair was attached to a smoking hot, naked, body.

“Damn, I wish I could remember that!” he thought to himself. Brock slid out of bed and found a bathroom attached to the bedroom he had to piss so bad. He stuck his mouth under the sink faucet and gulped water, he was so dry. He staggered back to the bed and slid in next to blondie. 

“Hey, wake up sleeping beauty” he said as he put his hand on her shoulder and gave it a little shake. The blond pile moved a bit and he heard a little groan from somewhere under it. “What time is it?” he heard.

“It’s time to wake up, whoever you are, '' Brock said. The blonde pile moved more until a couple of red tinged blue eyes peered up at him. “Hey there, I’m Brock who are you?” Brock asked. “I know who you are dummy, don’t you remember me?” blondie said.

“Sorry babe, things are a little blurry from last night, I was pretty fucked up” Brock said

“I’m Crystal, I found you passed out in here last night, I woke you up do you remember now?” She said with a wry smile. 

Brock just looked at her trying to remember.

She slid over on top of him, her long blonde hair falling on his face. “Damn she is fine '' was all Brock thought through his hangover. She Straddled him, he looked up at her, all naked and perfect. “Remember now?” She reached down and slid his hardness into her wetness. 

OMG, it wasn’t Jenn he remembered riding him last night it was blondie. “Uh, ya, it’s starting to come back” Brock said as he lay there looking up at this blonde goddess bouncing up and down on his cock. His hangover suddenly didn’t seem all that bad, today didn’t look like it was going to suck. 

Later Brock was sitting on the couch downstairs sipping on his third cold beer and smoking a cig. He felt pretty damn good. He was talking with the rest of the guys.

Crystal had headed out, after they had fucked in every position they could think of, she said she had to get to work, but hoped they could do this again, Brock said, "I'm pretty sure we can make that happen." With a dumb smile on his face, as he watched her wedge her smoking hot ass into her jeans, fuck she was hot!!

“So does anyone remember what happened to Jenn last night?” Brock asked. 

“Dude, last I remember, she looked kind of pissed at you or something and left” Austin said. “But I don’t really know, it was pretty loud in here and I was fucked up, but it didn’t seem like you guys were getting along too well.”

Oh Shit Brock thought to himself, what the fuck did he do?

Ok, that's enough for tonight, is it just me or is this site turning into the Penthouse forums? lol

Will drop another chunk tomorrow.