Chapter 111

In response to that, she squeezed me really hard.

“Careful, dear ... I’m on a hair trigger right now.”

“Sorry,” she said pulling her hand out and off me, but licking it nevertheless.

We both fell asleep for the last hour of the drive. She had gotten up on my lap and her head was on my chest. She’s only about five foot two, and maybe one hundred pounds. To wake us up was Jennifer sitting in her seat saying, “You two look comfy,” too loud.

“She fell asleep the moment she sat on my lap, Jennifer. Nothing happened, I promise.”

Tiff was waking up, “Michael, did you ever cum ... I’m sorry about earlier.”

Busted!

Our first day in Green Bay would be our last day off, before six successive performances before arriving back home in Vincennes. Everyone was very glad we were nearly done. I made a note to myself that if we do this next summer, to have fewer performances and more days off. Jenn and Princess both agreed. We have a shitload of experience behind us nowadays.

For now, we unloaded our stuff at the Tundra Lodge that also has a partially indoor Water Park. Many of our rooms, had not only two queens, but also a sleeper sofa, changing our usual four and two configurations up to six and four. They all came with Water Park Passes, making a fun time ... a near certainty.

Our room had two queens and a small double sleeper sofa, having room for six. I was asked whom I wanted with me ... for a change.

I selected Liz, Tracy, Jennifer, Nancy, Stu and Princess. I wasn’t hungry in the least for some reason and climbed on the bed only taking off my shoes, socks and belt.

As I fell asleep with Nancy Starr beside me, I started thinking about next summer ... only going to cities with big football stadiums. We could call it our NFL Stadium Tour...

Miss Starr started without me having climbed on board taking a ride. I saw her with her eyes closed enjoying herself immensely. I carefully put my hands on her unbound breasts to which she put her hands on mine.

She has quickly become quite the nymphet, and her eyes are becoming telltales to her feelings. She is the oldest of my newest ‘girls,’ and seems very eager to please. She was being quiet, but very erotic making circles around my dick.

“Are you enjoying yourself, Nancy?”

“Yes, I am. Am I what you expected, Mr. Thomas?”

“I knew you were good with your hands, but I’m surprised how good your pussy feels against my prick. For being the virgin you were ... this surprises me just a little.”

“Isabel told me that you liked being on the bottom. I look up to her as a role model. She is so beautiful.”

“You are delicious looking yourself. I remember when you were in the chorus of LES MISÉRABLES. Then you became our piano player and the GSS got its pulse in the process. That’s you ... the pulse of us all.”

“That’s so sweet of you to say that. If you had enough piano players ... I would be trying for some of the parts you have been giving out to the other girls.”

“Well, could you sing and play the piano at the same time, beautiful?”

“Sure can, just give me a chance, loverboy ... are you ready to cum inside me yet?”

“Was all of this just to get me to let you sing?”

“NO, all of this is because you are so hot, and I’d been hearing how good of a kisser you are. Come on now, cum inside me and we can go off to breakfast together.”

I pulled her to me and got her on her back and began a furious fuck, fast in, slow out. We were kissing while we were fucking. Man, she is such a spitfire. I had known who she was, but she was two years older than me ... way out of my league. At least I thought she was.

I heard Stu, Princess and Jenn waking up, but my focus was this eighteen-year-old vixen as I plunged deep into her. I felt things begin to roil up inside me and I pulled my mouth from hers and said, “I’m cumming inside you ... can you feel it?” I completely stopped so she could... “Yes ... yes ... I feel it, it feels so wonderful. I love you Michael.”

“Ah Shit!” Jennifer said. “Another one, Michael?”

With tears on her face, Nancy asked, “Did I do something wrong, Michael?”

“No, it’s just a running joke whenever someone says that to me, don’t worry Nancy.”

“I’m sorry,” Jennifer said walking over to Miss Starr. She leaned over and gave her a most delicious kiss, her way of apologizing. Princess walked around to the other side and licked on my dick, which was still mostly inside Nancy. A smile appeared back on her face.

****

We all went to breakfast together. We sat with Janice and Brian.

“Hey you guys, are you having fun playing to these really big stadiums?” my dad asked them all.

“I personally want to say thank you for doing that Dad. It makes me feel big-league, what with performing in stadiums that both pro football teams play and big-name concert acts.”

“I would think you could fill some of those big college football stadiums, like the University of Michigan stadium that holds 109,901 people,” Brian replied

“How many are there that hold over 100,000 people, Dad?”

“Maybe ... six or seven. Are you already thinking of next summer’s tour already?”

“If I know Michael,” Jennifer said, “And I do ... he’s thinking two summers ahead, aren’t you lover?”

“Well, I do have an idea for next summer. With only two eighteen-year-olds leaving, everybody would have this summer under their belt, so to speak.”

“Have you told anyone this idea?” Brian said with a smirk on his face.

“No, I have not.” I said eating the food that was put in front of me. Very good as all of these places have. I stopped to take a drink of my milk.

“What?” I said not seeing anyone else eating.

“Your idea, big brother?” Princess said with attitude.

“Oh, I want to play in all thirty-one NFL stadiums next June and July. You can do that for me, Dad, can’t you?” I went back into my pile of scrambled eggs.

“There are thirty-two stadiums, Michael,” he said in a rather deferential way.

“Nope, the Jets and the Giants are currently sharing MetLife Stadium,” I said between bites. “If that’s too difficult to pull off, I understand. But, with a year in advance, I figured between you talking to them and Janice scheduling us in the top tier hotels, it would be a slam dunk, if you will pardon my mixing my sports terms.”

“I never said I couldn’t do it, Michael, but we may have to go straight to the owners of the stadiums and the president of the NFL to even attempt such a thing.”

“That’s just a couple of phone calls, isn’t it?” I said putting some egg yolk on a piece of toast and putting it all in my mouth.

“We are filling most every place we are performing,” Brigitte said surprising me with her very pragmatic remark.

“Yeah,” Princess followed up. “What’s your back-up idea, Michael?”

“The forty largest capacity college football stadiums,” I said taking a bite of bacon. “The Rose Bowl, although not the largest would be a blast,” I added.

“You certainly sound sure of yourself, honey,” my mother said.

“Excuse me for this, but to use my sister’s favorite expression, the GSS is ‘Hot Shit’ and everyone we play to love us. We have grossed over $250,340,000 with every one of us earning a cool million dollars so far. Add to that the $800,000 we have made in iTunes sales; we have become a force to be reckoned with.”

“So, this is all about the money?” Brian asked.

“I’m really getting tired about that question, father! It’s about respect ... and in this day and age, money can equal respect. Do you remember some of these kids back when we did ANNIE? Compare that to now. Isabel and Jennifer, even Joan could star on Broadway, at least understudy ... right now! In two months, Jennifer and I take our GEDs and will be through with high school. In five months, we’re getting married. The Mansion, the Marriott 105 story hotel, the Restaurant Tower. CAMELOT Theme Park. I’m just getting started.”

I took a deep breath and said, “I don’t know who first said it, but the expression, ‘Lead or get out of the way’ is my credo these days.”

“That tells me all I need to know,” Brian said. “I will start on those plans the minute we get back to Vincennes. I have been trusting your gut instincts so far, no reason to stop right now. By the way, Jeff has those scores you asked about.”

“By the way, Dad, 55% won’t cut it next year, OK?”

Now, I was done eating, but everyone else had been waiting, so they all ate quietly. I had mentioned many things in my ‘rant’ that few had yet known about, so I was expecting bunches of questions the rest of the day.

“Mom,” I said. “I will get you an approximate town by town itinerary as soon as I can. Four-star hotels or better, please?”

“OK Michael. Focus on your performance first. You only have six left.”

I got up and walked behind her saying, “I love you, Mommy.”

Our server came by and I said pointing to Brian, “That gentleman is paying for this for everyone. Make sure he tips you well, OK?”

My ladies all got up and followed me back to the room.

Princess stopped to say, “I love you too, Mom and Dad. You’re the best.”

She caught up and took Nancy by the hand.

****

Back in the room, I got out my bag of Treble Clef Necklaces.

“What’s in the bag?” Princess asked.

I took one out and asked her up to stand in front of me facing them. “You are the first member of both the GOLD STANDARD SOCIETY and the Newly Established TREBLE CLEF ASSOCIATION. All the current traveling GSS will get one of these. Succeeding members may only get the GSS necklace. You have all been wonderful members and everyone deserves this honor.”

She turned to give me a kiss, then Jennifer came up and she was next. Each of them, in turn, gave me a kiss.

“When did you get all of these, Michael?” Jennifer asked.

“Back in Omaha, waiting for just the right time ... and it seemed like now was it.”

“Should we even ask how much they are?” Tracy queried.

“Go ahead, but I don’t plan to tell you. Enjoy them, never take them off ... for anything,” I said.

“Can I give Stuart his?” Princess asked.

“Sure, thing Princess. We have until four pm to find something to do. Any ideas, ladies?”

Liz approached me ready to suggest something, and asked, “How about we all take turns sucking you and Stuart off, with the winner getting cum on their faces?”

They all liked that idea stripping both Stu and me.

“If I win, I want him in my ass,” Nancy said surprising everyone again.

“What if he cums before we all had a chance?” Liz asked.

“I already came once this morning, so it should be OK. I think Nancy, although I love her like a sister, should sit this one out?”

She pouted, but it was fake. “So, who’s first?”

“Liz thought of it, so I think she should go first,” Tracy said.

“To make sure that everybody gets a chance, I’m going to time you with each getting thirty seconds,” Nancy proposed.

“We’re all naked, both you guys should be too,” Princess said.

I smiled and did as asked... “Does it ever get soft?” Nancy questioned.

Liz got on her knees in front of me and Tracy got in front of Stuart. Princess, using her watch, said, “Go!”

When the timer went off, neither of us had cum yet.

Next, Princess got down in front of me, while Jennifer was ready to fellate Stuart.

When the time started. Jennifer filled her mouth with Stu’s dick and before Princess even started, he was spurting in my fiancées mouth. Thinking I was upset with him, I put up a hand and we high-fived.

Even though she lost, my sister took me in her mouth, and, on first contact, I went off, covering her face with my usual big load.

“That was yummy,” she said after swallowing lots of my Mixhael Milk.

With that done, we cleaned up, and I suggested we all go to the inside waterpark. Everybody liked that idea getting into their sexiest suits. Thankfully, besides the ‘park’ features, there was an adjoining lap pool for those wanting more solitude. I took my backpack that had my laptop with me, and we all went down to the ground level.

I wasn’t really interested in going in the water; I was much more interested to see if my idea of the NFL Stadiums is practical from a driving standpoint. I brought up a map of the United States with the NFL cities labeled in red. I immediately noticed the west coast cities being a distance from the rest, especially Washington State. Unless ... We start from there?

Its 2,238 miles away, over thirty-three hours of driving to get there from Vincennes and there aren’t any NFL stadiums anywhere close on the way there. About halfway there was Bismarck where we had an overflow crowd just a few weeks before. I plotted it and went on. From Seattle to Oakland was over twelve hours; so another point needs to be found ... AHA ... Medford! Almost exactly halfway.

I love doing this kind of stuff... “Michael, aren’t you coming in the water?” Nancy asked in a much too tiny violet bikini.

“I’m working at the moment, Miss Starr. Be careful of the boys around here, unless they’re part of the GSS. Will you do that for me, Nan?”

“OK,” she said turning around, but looking back at me to see if I was looking at her. Her butt is rather cute.

From Oakland to San Francisco is a no brainer, then down to San Diego, for a total of seven hours, making it work so far. On to Phoenix, only five hours from San Diego then up to Denver a twelve-hour drive. I checked Denver in June and July, the weather would be suitable. We could stop in Santa Fe, due to the fact taking I70 has nowhere interesting to stop at the halfway point.

After leaving Denver for Dallas, the rest of the itinerary has much shorter distances between cities. I would guess we could do it all in forty-eight days, that’s giving us a day off after every two stops once we are done with the western part of this Tour. We would also have performed in front of a lot more people.

I sent my plans to Brian and mom. I closed up and put my laptop down covering it with a towel and went in the lap pool. After my first lap, I felt a weight with boobs on my back, “Hey Princess?”
.
“Try to swim with me on you, like we did before.”

“Not to be mean or anything, you are bigger than before ... but I will try it. Have you got a good hold of me?”

“I think so, come on ... I have been waiting for you all this time.”

“Here, we go,” I said getting in position. “Remember I flip turn, so hold your breath.”

I could actually swim with her on my back. She barely survived the first flip turn and completely dislodged during the second one. Nancy, who was smaller, got on and survived two complete laps before getting water logged. None of the others wanted to do it, so I just started to swim laps on my own.

At two pm, Jennifer suggested we all go back to the room for a rest before our performance. I agreed. We dried off a bit, and then headed back to the room.

Everyone changed into something to nap in, I just pulled on a pair of boxers with Elizabeth resting with me. I had set an alarm. “I love you too, Michael,” my favorite Earth Science teacher said.

“I know,” I answered falling asleep.

Later, we headed to Lambeau Field, and performed in front of our largest crowd yet, 80,735, which earned us a hefty $8,863,840.

Nobody asked, but it raised our per person to $1,199,273, not bad for a bunch of kids from a little town in Southern Indiana!

Forward, as our two and one-half drive to our

31^st stop – Madison, Wisconsin
Camp Randall Stadium
(One Performance)

where we performed in front of 80,321, making us a nice healthy check for $6,382,160.

From there, everyone cheered hearing we were headed back to our home state, specifically

32^nd stop – South Bend, Indiana
Notre Dame Stadium
(One Performance)

where we were playing at their famous stadium, with a capacity of 80,232 people. Maybe because we’re from Indiana ourselves, we had 82,557 people ... not the biggest crowd they have had, but I was shocked we had so many. That, times our lowly 40% of the gross, still got us a very healthy check for $7,764,560. I was doing my best to not open the part of the excel document that told me how it split.

Last, but not least was our

33^rd stop – Indianapolis, Indiana
Lucas Oil Stadium
(Three Performances)

Our last stadium on this Tour, is also a NFL football stadium. It’s where the Indianapolis Colts played. Its capacity is a lowly 70,000 (I’m getting fickle), although it’s in the middle of the capacity ranking of all the stadiums. Not being a Colts fan, I didn’t know much about this place. However, when we arrived it was impressive due to its video screens all over the place. They were going to use them to give those farthest away a nice close-up of whoever is performing. The girls will likely go crazy hearing that, but I wasn’t going to tell anybody unless I was specifically asked.

We were set up on the fifty-yard line raised up about ten feet on a large platform. No place to change clothes, but we were always assuming that would be the case whenever we were at a football stadium.

People were being let in long before we were going to start performing. I never stopped to realize the time it takes for a mass of people to fill such a large space. Something to remember?

I was hearing people yelling, “GO MICHAEL” and the usual “YOU’RE THE MAN.” I even heard some ladies saying, “We love you!”

In my ear, was my third best friend, after Paul and Mike, and Stuart said “Mic check from everyone, please?”

I passed it on, as the place kept filling up. There was a flurry of putting up chairs on the field itself, so I asked my soundman, “Stu ... What’s going on?”

“They sold every seat in the stadium proper, but people are still lined up to buy tickets. Apparently, you are still ‘Hot Shit’ Mr. Thomas. The on-field tickets are selling for seven hundred dollars apiece.”

“Wow, that’s really cool,” I said. “When we are done, there is something my sister wants to give you, in front of everybody.”

“Oh, do you know what it is?” he asked.

Princess had walked up to me. “What did he say, Michael? I know Stuey just said something to you.”

“He said, that although you had such a wonderful time together, he’s started being involved with Chloe, the saxophonist ... he’s very sorry?”

“He did not!”

“I did not?”

“How long have we got to wait Mr. Holland?”

“Ten minutes, that wasn’t very nice of you, Boss.”

“He just said, that he’s sorry he didn’t tell you first, but you will always have Dairy Queen together.”

“That’s a big load of bullshit, big brother. I know he loves me more than anyone. Don’t you Stuey?” she said again in my mic.

“Michael, you are a terrible older brother, lying to her like that.”

“He just said, that your lips tasted like rubber, when you kissed,” I said unable to hold back my laughter any longer. “He didn’t say any of those things.”

She gave me a kiss, to which I said, “She’s kissing me wishing it was you Stuey. When I see you later, I will pass it on directly to you.”

“Never mind that, I can kiss her directly, thankyouverymuch.”

“He wants you to take the picture when we kiss, Princess.”

“You are incorrigible,” I heard simultaneously in my ear and to my face.

“Three minutes, Mis-ter Thomas.”

I raised three fingers as I sent the orchestra to their positions.

“You know I love you, isn’t that enough, Stuart?”