Forbidden Backstage

Synopsis

I used to think the most dangerous part of spending the summer on tour with my stepfather’s band was the noise, the late nights, and the way the entire crew seemed to live on adrenaline . I was wrong. The real danger was quieter. It lived in the way Victor’s voice dropped when he said my name. In the way Liam’s hands looked under the stage lights. In the thin black tie that somehow ended up around my throat one night and never really left. No one in the crowd ever knew. They screamed for the men on stage — the legendary frontman and his guitarist son — while I stood in the dark with their marks still fresh on my skin and their cum still leaking down my thighs. They belonged to the audience for two hours every night. The rest of the time, they belonged to me. Or maybe I belonged to them.