My band is a little known metal band called Sinister Urge. No one realy likes metal these days so you can see why I was amazed that we were invited to play at the VMA's.
My band consists of me, the rhythm guitarist and lead singer, Ben the lead guitarist, Chris the bassist, and Nick the drummer.
As we arrived, they took us around back. Of course we didn't get to walk on the red carpet. I didn't care much though. I was excited just at the chance to play at the VMA's.
We entered through the rear door and a man with a headset approached me saying "you'll be on after Christina Aguilera presents the award for best male artist". I was getting more excited by the minute.
I was very very happy that we'd go on after Christina, I might have the chance to get a picture or autograph from her. I'm sure the rest of the band was thinking the same.
We found our way to a backstage room filled with alcahol and I set in on some drinks while conversing with some of the celebs. As the night drew on, it came time for Christina to go on stage. I saw her step from her dressing room and ask "is it my time?"
I instantly had a hard on upon seeing what she was wearing. I smiled a big, drunken smile at her from across the room and she returned it right before heading up the stairs onto the stage. The same guy with the headset approached me again and set "get ready guys, you'll be up in a few minutes". I turned on my amp to let the tubes warm up and give the cabs a chance to warm up as well. Then I began to warm up myself while unplugged. We were ushered up on stage and began playing as Christina was walking off the stage. As she walked behind me, I felt her hand on my ass. That made me blush and made my prick stiffen a bit. After we finished the song, I thanked the crowd, mentioned every band members name, and hurried to the back stage area.
I was walking down the stair when Ben said "hey man, what's that in your back pocket?" I reached back and found a piece of paper. I unfolded it and read it. It said in very plain lettering "my dressing room, after your song" and was signed by Christina.
I showed it to all my buddies and they all encouraged me saying things like "hey, we'll get drunk, you get laid!" I was eager to oblige. So I went and got a few things from my jacket and headed towards Christina's room.
As I approached, my heart beat quickened. I began to sweat and took a minute to calm myself down, deciding that she wouldn't wanna see a sweaty nervous version of me. After a couple of minutes, I knocked three times.
I waited for a couple minutes and no one answered so I began to turn around and leave when I heard the door open and I was grabbed by the back of my shirt and pulled into the room. I looked around and saw two empty pints of whiskey.
I looked around further and saw the only possible consumer of that alcahol-Christina in a very drunken state. "Sorry i too slong answer the door" she said in slurred words. Obviously from the alcahol.
"Ahh....it's okay, don't worry." I said while smiling. I was quite intimidated by the hottest singer out there.
