This is based on true events, but all the erotic stuff is 100% fiction (though I certainly wish otherwise). Hope you like it.
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I was home from college for the summer, and so far, it had been pretty boring. Until a friend of a friend asked me to play guitar at a gig with his band. Apparently, their lead guitarist was recovering from wisdom teeth surgery, and they needed someone to fill in. I jumped at the chance, excited to be doing something. The gig was organized by the place where I used to take guitar lessons. My name is Matt by the way, and I had just finished my freshman year of college. I'm 19, about 5'9" with dark hair, bordering on black, and bluish-gray eyes. I did have rather large hooked nose, broken when I was 14. I didn't really care though, since no one else seemed to.
Anyway, I was asked on rather short notice. The gig was on a Sunday, which happened to be Mother's Day, and I was asked to play on Friday. That gave me 2 days to learn 2 songs. I was only playing 3 songs, each spaced throughout the performance. One of them, "Enter Sandman" by Metallica, I already knew. I knew some of the next song, "Crazy Train" by Ozzy Osbourne, but I learned the rest fairly easily. But the last one, damn. The song was "The Night" by Disturbed, one of my favorite bands on the planet, and I really had to bust my ass. Most of the song was simple. Until I hit the solo, easily one of the hardest, fastest, most ferocious guitar solos I've ever attempted. I finally got it after literally 3 hours straight of listening to it and playing one note at a time. It sounds sick though.
Anyway, the show started at 2 on Sunday afternoon. I arrived early to set up with all the other students. My old guitar teacher, a guy in his early 40s named Johnny, greeted me enthusiastically. The rest of the band I would be playing with showed up soon after. Total, there were 30 songs being played, all covers. We were playing 5th, 13th, and 24th. I was pumped. Believe me, if you're gonna go out and rock a venue, you can't just be sitting on the couch playing PlayStation. You've gotta be pumped! Even more so when my mom called me and told me her entire side of the family was coming to watch. The only downside was that my girlfriend of 2+ years, Olivia, usually shortened to Liv, couldn't come. She was busy doing something for college, and was really bummed that she couldn't make it. She went to the same college as me, but was a year older. However, who showed up in her place was just as good, if not better.
I had just finished bringing all my gear inside, and was sitting at a table chilling out, nursing a Coke, when a voice called out, "Matt!"
Is that who I think it is? I thought, recognizing the voice instantly and looking over. It was. Waving and walking over to my table was a very attractive girl named Meghan, or Meg for short. I was reeling inside, trying not to get a boner. She was a year older than me, actually in the same graduating class as my girlfriend, and stood about 5'3," with brown hair and bright blue eyes. Her body was ok, but I preferred Liv's. Don't get me wrong though. Believe me, if I was locked in a dark room with her for 45 minutes, she'd be walking like John Wayne for the next week by the time I'd finished with her. She had maybe B cup tits, but a pretty nice ass and bellybutton piercing. She was wearing skinny jeans and a tank top.
If that wasn't enough eye candy, her older sister Erin, 22, was behind her. And believe me, she was smoking hot, and still is. I actually think she's hotter than her sister. But personality wise, Meghan won. Erin is by no means moody or anything, I just think that Meg is a little more outgoing. She had finished college, and now worked as a preschool teacher. She was about 5'7" and had a banging body, worthy of porn. D cup boobs and a perfect ass complete with long legs and a flat toned stomach and a bellybutton piercing. Her face was gorgeous too, tanned with light brown hair and piercing electric blue eyes. Dangggg, I wanted to bone her right then and there.
Anyway, they sat down at my table with a smile. I was still in shock, hardly daring to believe who was sitting across from me. I finally said, "Meg? Erin? What are you doing here?"
Meghan smiled. "Your parents invited my family. My mom really wanted to see you play, and finally got the opportunity."
I was touched. They came out on Mother's Day to watch me perform. It was really nice of them. "Wow. Thanks. I'm honored."
We sat there talking until their mom and step-dad showed up, along with my family. Erin smiled at me and got up to go buy a beer. We sat and watched the first 4 songs until it was my turn. Everyone wished me luck as I got up and walked backstage. I swear I saw Meg and Erin both wink at me, but I'm not sure.
The band filed on stage to applause and cheering. My entire group of supporters had all moved closer to the stage, much to my pleasant surprise. The song we played, "Crazy Train," went really well. I nailed the solo to much applause, and we finished the song with even more. One down, 2 left.
I returned to our table, and we sat watching all the other performers and talking about college, until it was my band's turn again. We played "Enter Sandman" this time, and once again, we owned it. There was even more cheering this time when we ended the song. The 2 girls caught my eye as I was walking off stage, and they each flashed me a thumbs up.
The last song was the one I was looking forward to. It was a bitch to learn but believe me, the solo looked and sounded so badass that jaws literally dropped in the audience as I was playing it. Erin and Meghan included. I saw them get up and leave the table, but didn't think anything of it. Until I walked backstage to pack up.
I had just put my guitar away and was moving my amp when I found my path blocked by the 2 girls.
I smiled and said, "Hey. You guys like it?"
They said simultaneously, "Oh, yes," and walked a little closer.