My 3 Rockstar Bosses

The packed little dive clubs we played back then smelled like spilled beer, sweat, and funk. I missed it.

Trent tugged playfully at Katy’s toes and she smiled down at him, her cheeks going pink. “The fans were so close that we could touch 'em.”

“You touched the shit out of 'em, all right,” Mason laughed at Trent. “Even the ugly ones.”

“That was fun, seriously, man,” Trent replied, ignoring Mr. Caveman’s comment.

And it was. I missed the hell out of those days. “Now the fans are packed in these fucking stupid amphitheaters. It’s impossible to see anyone, all the silhouettes are dark and blend together. They’re all rapacious socialites looking for a rich boyfriend.”

“It's like a wall of shadows except when some skank jumps out of the crowd and tries to shove her pussy in our faces,” Mason agreed.

Katy made a noise of shock. “You guys would rather be broke?”

Mason threw back his head and laughed. “Yeah, Trent. You miss being broke?”

He laughed like a madman. Trent really got off on the money and power. He wasn't a diva, but he was damn close with his “only flavored water” bullshit during interviews.

“Maybe not being broke,” Trent growled. “But I miss the authenticity. We all do.”

Mason nodded.

“That's one of the things we love about you, sweetheart,” I told her and kissed the back of her hand. “You are absolutely real and open. You have no idea what that means to us.”

The color rushed into her cheeks and she bit her lush, pink lower lip. “I’m only that way with you guys.”

Our Katy's voice was so soft, so sweet as she continued. “I was the chubby girl in school. Everybody pretty much walked past me and I got used to keeping everything to myself. Well, if I was lucky, they’d walk past. Sometimes people stopped to make some nasty comment about me. Eventually, I just started to hide whatever I was thinking. My emotions, my thoughts, everything.”

Mason growled and pulled her closer. The drummer wanted to keep our girl safe. He was determined to protect her from that past, just like Trent and I wanted to.

“I had a boyfriend in high school but he...” Katy bit her lip again and blushed. “He only wanted something to stick his…thing into. That's what I think now. It didn't matter who, and when I didn't want him anymore, he was only upset because he never was able to make it to home base. In the end, I didn't care because he wasn't all that nice. He probably thought he could do better.” She shrugged like she was throwing off the past and losing the shadows. “But now it doesn’t matter because even if he can’t do better, I can.”

“There's nobody better than you, baby,” I told her and kissed the back of her hands.

“Nobody,” Mason agreed.

“Damn right.” Trent kissed the bottoms of her feet and looked up at her through the thick fall of his long, black hair. “You're the best there is, and if Alpha Prime tells you something, you know it’s the absolute truth.” He grinned, a flash of white teeth, and sucked her big toe into his mouth.

“Oh!” she gasped and jerked against Mason.

I swear her hand and arm laying on top of mine heated up about ten degrees.

Leaning close so she could see the want blazing in my eyes, I spread each of her fingers with my thumb and pushed between them like I planned to push between her thick thighs later. Wide brown eyes told me that she wanted more. I ran my tongue across her fingertips.

“Oh! Oh!”

Already, she was getting worked up. Her robe fell open. It was the way she was grinding back into the steady push of Mason's dick against her ass. I shivered at the view. By her feet, Trent finished up with her big toes and pushed her foot into his lap, pressing it hard against his massive rod.

“You feel that, baby?” Trent growled. “This dick is only for the best girl in the world.” He grunted and circled his hips to grind against the bare, pink length of her foot. “That's you, Kitty-Kat. Only you.” He gripped her wriggling toes and pushed them into his meat. “Do you think you deserve it, baby? Do you think you handle us?”

My dick got hard as a rock watching Trent play with our Katy. He was all over her. I grabbed my dick and stroked it.

“Yes! I deserve it!” she whimpered. “Only me. Please, yes, now.”

Quickly getting frantic for our thick meat, she groped around between my legs until she grabbed a hold of my dick, small fingers circling my length tight.

Fuck yeah.

Her sweet and clumsy touch was all over the place. It still felt incredible. Even her fumbling fingers and sweet, inept ways, turned me on like nothing else.