(Three views, three pleasures)

Tommy

I never imagined I'd get this way over anybody. It had been a while and I promised the little monkeys I'd be good while I was away from them, but it was calling me. I remember feeling a dull ache when I woke that morning, a pull, and a niggling voice.

As I showered later, I recognised the sensation... heat, like a shot of Jager. Not in my throat, but somewhere deeper. I needed some love.

"Fuck, Nikki! We're in Australia... only weird, blonde self obsessed maniacs visit backstage here."

"Basia said there's somebody interesting tonight... I think you know her."

He winked in that sly 'I know something you don't know' way and I thought

Oh shit, not another fucking paternity suit.

"Oh yeah, how do I know this woman?"

Nikki just smiled, poked his tongue out at me and walked into his dressing room, where his preppy can of Diet Coke was. Goddamn, Sixx is always fucking with me, never giving a straight answer!

I'm sitting here, banging out a beat on my dresser, there's a stirring in my soul. I've been dreaming of a woman for a while now. Dark eyes, beautiful brown eyes, like pools of sweet chocolate, black hair and a wicked smile. She never says a word, but I know her intentions...

A knock at my door jolted me awake.

"Tommy, you need help getting ready?"

Ah, sweet Jozie! She's my favourite Crue girl and a kick-ass stylist from Jersey. She loved girls and was my secret "fan radar" for who was hot in the meet and greet room.

"Yeah, doll face, come on in!"

Jozie wraps her arms around me and bites the tattoo of my ex-fiancée's kiss on my neck.

"Ouch, baby that is not a target... what's got you so amped tonight?"

As she straddles my knees, painting my lips, ever so softly, my heart jumps as she says,

"Oh man, there's this gorgeous little bella out there. In my not so humble opinion..."

She grinned cheekily.

"She has the hottest hair and dark eyes in the universe. She's dressed in tight leather and has "MAIHEM" on her arm... grrrr. She gave me a hug and a kiss, strange little croaky voice... she wanted me to bite ya in greeting. Do you know her?"

Damn, my god!

"Maihem, you said? I think I wrote to her last year, she asked me for help with drumming... damn, hurry with that makeup, honey!"

God, I'm a fucking ass sometimes...

"Please Jozie? I really wanna say hi."

Jozie smiled. I sat still as she finished my face and helped me into my orange Dickies. I kissed her gently for her efforts, and then yelped as she bit me on the neck again.

"That was for me, ya cute, but horny boy. Go get her, Sixx is already out there. She looked up for a 'double scoop', if you catch my drift."

The wink that Jozie gave me as she slapped my ass on the way out told me I was in serious erotic trouble. The warmth started to rise again, like a power I had little control over.

Nikki

Tommy seemed really anxious about this woman who was coming to meet and greet tonight. Usually, he'll just be all, "Dude, there's always really beautiful ladies here... for -us-. Four guys who were just doing our thing back in Hollywood. Remember the Hyatt House closet? Freaky shit, that! The girl actually thought you were still the one making her cum."

He's amused and turned on by physical rush. Me, I prefer the sensation of knowing I'm not a total fuck-up and making someone happy. Near death experiences really mess with your perception of life... in a good way. I just hope this lady is fun and not a total god-fearing nut... although I've been known to convert a few Christians to Sixxtians in my time. I'm lonely a lot even though I'm never alone, tough spot to be in, really. I'm sitting in my dressing room surrounded by photos of my kids and Donna and yet they all seem so far away.

The animal inside me loves being on stage; it's the most invigorating thing that I can experience for free. When I'm onstage and a woman is literally wet with desire for me, I can see it in her eyes. I try to turn down my own fire by pulling a funny face at her, but usually she's in my sights for the rest of the night. I play little sex scenes out in my head as I'm keeping the beat to a song. The road is a bitch as a lover and I'm aching. I'm a good, good boy... I just need a new toy. Alright, I sound like a cock now.

Note to self: Diet Coke tastes like... over processed weasel piss.

Where's the real rush damn it? You know what I mean... sex that's so hot you feel like you're being engulfed by flames and sugar at the same time. That's what I need tonight, in a big way. Primal scream and shout... nothing less.

Say goodbye to this pain, I need to be taken to another world. When I want a lady, I don't gloss it over. She knows it, the band knows it, hell the whole arena knows it and then they walk away, swearing black and blue to their boyfriend that they 'weren't flirting with Nikki'. It's so fucking sad, I almost cry, fuck this.

I always leave my dressing room door a little bit open. I'm jumping into my pants after doing my face when Jozie sidles by and looks back over her shoulder as she blows me a slow kiss. What a sexy girl that lesbian doll is!

I peer out slowly and I see this gorgeous woman in the hallway. Staring intently at the white wall in front of her, she's beautiful, ethereal, her dark eyes shine and her hands shake as she smokes and I sense she's nervous. Her hair is a deep blue black and cascades lazily to the top of her breasts. Dressed in polished black leather from head to toe, I notice she has a gold pick pendant around her neck and a bracelet with crossed drumsticks on it around her right wrist. A security guard tells her to put the cigarette out.

"Fuck off sir, I need this", she purrs in a strange, husky tone.

The guy's bewildered at her refusal and the sound of "Fuck" out of woman; he backs up and walks away. I'm aroused by it in the right circumstances, actually. I'm taken by her pure gutsy attitude and open the door wider; she jumps a little at the door squeaking. She looks to see my head poking out of the doorway, takes a drag on the smoke and smiles. I walk over, still pulling my pants up, grinning like a fool on nitrous oxide.

As I lace myself up, I'm still checking her out, trying to ignore the black metal powered chair she was using for mobility. After a few seconds, my eyes wandered over her body, "MAIHEM' was also tattooed in black old English on her left arm and I noticed "Terror Twins" tattooed in handwritten red script, peeking out of her leather hipsters. It was right on top of her mound... I wanted to lick her.

Tonight, I think my drought will be over... I'd happily have Tommy along for the adventure if that was what she desired. I'm almost there, reaching out ready to shake her hand when Tommy lopes up beside me and taps me on the back.

"Yo Sixx, bro... this..."

He stops, scanning her body and chair slowly, stopping a second on the Twins tattoo.

"Incredibly enchanting woman is..."

He looked close to moaning in delight.

She smiled and took a final drag on her cigarette.

"Hello, I'm Mistress Maihem but you can call me Felice."

She put the smoke out under her wheel, exhaling away from our faces. We were done, spellbound and ready.

Maihem

I reach out with both hands to shake theirs. They are just staring for a second then Tommy kisses my hand.

"How's the drumming going, Felice?" He turns to Nikki puffing his chest.

Sixx kisses my other hand, waiting for a reply.

"It's going absolutely fabulous! Thank you for the email, Tommy. I've got a real rhythm going now."

I slowly extend my tongue, curling it up and lick my lips a little. Tommy's eyes stray and Nikki smiles like the Gene Simmons "Demon".

"I thought I'd come out to thank you and finally meet Nikki. So here I am."

I had waited twenty years to have their attention but I held my composure like a queen. I notice they really have to watch my mouth as I speak, something I love.

I free my hands and they bend to hug me; their hands feel like silk on my back.

Nikki whispers into my ear, "It's great to meet you, Hun."

Tommy's mouth is so close to my neck, his breath drives me crazy. I know his engine is firing as he takes in my gardenia scent; it is his aphrodisiac. He plants a soft kiss then, as does Nikki on the other side. When they pull away, they drop to their knees; I can see every movement on their faces. Nikki looks down at my lap and gestures.

"Where are the CDs and posters for us to sign?"

I smile sideways, swallow and it just comes flowing out.

"I'm not your typical fan. I'm looking for a more personalised experience."

Nikki swallows, looks at Tommy and says, "Oh really now? Can we oblige that request T-Bone?"

Tommy winks, running his hand up my leg. I feel myself responding gently.

"We have to go play now, but baby, call it a date after the show."

Nikki's hand is playing with my pick pendant; he stands and lovingly kisses where his name is proudly engraved on it.

Without warning, they both sit on their heels when the stage assistant comes around the corner.

"Five minutes, guys?"

Vince and Mick walk up to us, laughing.

"So THIS is Maihem", says Vince as he hugs me warmly.

"It's a pleasure to meet the woman who Tommy won't shut up about", says Mick as his black jacket envelopes my body and he takes me into in a soft hug. Tommy and Nikki wink and go to the group pep talk. I watch the boys do the huddle, loving the brotherhood and knowing that soon the Terror Twins will be all mine.

"Come with us."

Vince lets me walk out with them to the wings, where I watch every move, sneer and bead of sweat. As I dance, I'm moving like a pro, feeling alive with lust. I am in a state of ecstasy knowing that while the Twins play, their bodies are sensing mine just feet away. I was pulsating, wanting to be taken.

I hear the last licks of Dr.Feelgood and the lights go down. I can see nothing, but I hear Vince and Mick chatting as they walk past. I bite my lip as a hand drives my chair back into a dark corner.

"Let's get dirty, let's get fucked... yeah."

Tommy's solo starts and I shiver as my chair stops.

Hands are at my waist and I see green eyes flash, I know who they belong to. I want his body on mine, but I don't let him see my desire just yet. Nikki runs his hands up my thighs and they settle at the zipper, pulling it down. I rub my lips together and raise my hips ever so slightly. His rough fingertips draw my hipsters down around my shins and I settle back into my seat. His palms, softer than the rest of his hands, are hot as they slide back up my thighs. He sinks to his knees, and I open my legs just a little. I know he's eager, but my good little rocker can wait. His head nudges between my thighs and his tongue traces the outline of my sex through my panties. I bite my lip as my fire climbs... Oh no, not yet my sweet prince of sin! I wrap my fingers in his hair and jerk his head up hard enough to get my other hand between us, denying him the pleasure he seeks.

When he raises those green eyes at me, they're dark with lust and clouded with hurt and confusion. I tilt my chair back; I am now fully open to him. He smiles, and all that remains is the dark need. He draws back, still on his knees. He spreads my legs and breathes in my arousal gently. He looks up and I take his hand, forming his fingers into a V. As I wiggle my tongue in between them, I get wet and push my hips forward. I taste my desire on his skin. The taste of mint cigarettes drives me crazy, I take his lips on to mine, slowly moving my neck nearer to my chest. When he is an inch away, I suck his tongue and guide his head lower. His tongue hits my pubic mound and I just let him lick, enjoying the slickness. Power can be a good thing.

I lie back and moan, safe in the knowledge that nobody can hear me. The rhythm of Tommy's drums 12 34 12 34, that's how Nikki's tongue moves. My thighs fight the urge to clench, but not for long... the fast part rises, I hear Nikki growl as he sees and captures my clit ring in his mouth. One quick suck and I moan, "Fuck yes, Nikki!"

The drums stop for a few minutes as Tommy chats to the audience. Nikki looks up; his stripes are a little worn and I have black makeup on my thighs. He says nothing, just slides one hand up my top and three fingers of the other deep inside me. The industrial beats start up and muffle my whimpers of pleasure; Nikki finger fucks me in time to them.

Nikki's fingers are so strong; I am being stroked by a professional. I scream as the beat keeps climbing. He holds my nipple ring to ransom as he rolls it in between his fingers. I feel my juice run between my pink lips. Nikki purrs, "I'll clean that for you... you're so fucking hot."

I hear laces being ripped through eyelets, fast and urgent. He stands and I feel him hard against me, his cockhead rubbing my lips and teasing my opening. Leaning over, he lifts my top and nibbles my breast; slowly climbing to my ear, he whispers, "Tommy said to consider this a warm up."

I shiver at that thought; this is a rehearsal. Welcome to the show, my sweet! His tongue trails into my mouth, as Nikki pounds my thigh, his precum oozing. Ahhhhhhh, so warm...

Possessed by some demon, I reach down and start stroking Nikki as I hear Tommy getting ready to bang on his last kit. I smile wickedly as Nikki has a flash of panic, but I lock my eyes on his. He kisses me hard as he moans loudly but steadily into my mouth. He feels soft and warm in my hand, faster and faster I move, moving my hips in sync with my strokes. I suck his tongue slowly feeling him tense. I try to hang on, but it's no use. This is love in the flesh. Nikki puts his hand on my chest and admires his erection, smiling. I take him back into a hot kiss and a stream of my cum hits the floor. Nikki growls then meows, "I fucking love you, Felice!"

I softly squeeze Nikki's shaft, wanting him to let it happen. He grinds against my stomach, his eyes fluttering in lustful surrender. He whispers, "Watch me lose it for you... mmm. Oh yeah."

I take a look down as he groans softly. I get wet again when his juice lands in my navel and as one last tease; I run his tender shaft down my slit. He bites my lips roughly, making them bleed. My heart skips a beat when I feel the warmth of life running down my chin. This is only the beginning. I lick the blood up hungrily and he stands slowly, bending to place kisses on my breasts.

"Grrrr, thank you doll. See you later."

I smack his ass as he laces himself up.

Tommy bellows from the stage, signalling the end of his solo, "It's looking like the same old muthafuckin' situation."

Nikki runs, strapping on his bass. He turns and blows me a kiss. I take his cum onto my finger and lick it up; his jaw drops. I watch him walk away, as I breathe in his scent from my fingers. I pull up my pants and I hear him drop a few notes in that next song.

A wise man once sang,

Life's such a treat and it's time you taste it

There ain't a reason on earth to waste it

Prepare for Maihem, Terror Twins!

Tommy

There was a Barbie blonde standing in the audience flashing her breasts not more than an hour ago. I was doing my drum solo on the lower kit. I didn't care; I was immersed in the moaning I could just hear coming from backstage. Sixxdog was licking heartily, just as we had planned. We had formulated a plan of seduction between songs, with our special sign language. Toward the end of the solo, I heard the divine Maihem screaming like a maritime vixen siren. All was fucking choice, I tell you.