“What the hell is wrong with you guys?!” Mackenzie screamed as she opened the door to the back of the bus then turned to shield her eyes. Justin quickly pulled up his basketball shorts while JC grabbed a pillow as his face turned red. In a corner, Chris covered his whole body with a blanket as he broke into a fit of laughter. The increasing moaning from the tv did not help matters.

“We’re unwinding,” Justin protested but was having trouble keeping the smile off his face.

“You’re masterbating,” Mackenzie protested.

“Yeah, and? Like I said, unwinding,” Justin countered.

“Together. You’re masterbating together!” Mackenzie pointed out.

“I mean, not exactly together…” JC sheepishly piped up.

“I’m riding with Joey and Lance next time,” the young Production Assistant huffed as she turned around to leave.

“Oh you think we’re bad? You’ll be scarred for life over there,” Chris peered his head out from under the blanket.

Mackenzie rolled her eyes and started back down the corridor of the bus. “Zie, wait!” Justin was quickly behind her, grabbing her shoulder. She stopped, turning to look in disgust, knowing where that hand had just been. “Sorry,” Justin now blushed and, lack of knowing what else to do, wiped his hand on his shorts.

“Look, you guys wanna play circle jerk, it’s fine. Weird, but fine. Just a little warning next time, ok?” Mackenzie tried her best to act professional. Her first job out of college and lucky to work with the biggest band in the world on their nationwide tour, she certainly didn’t want to blow it. She had a degree in sound engineering and had been promised the opportunity to work on the live shows but three weeks in, she mostly found herself wrangling the twenty something pop stars and tonight seemed to be no exception.

“It’s not that weird,” Justin told her.

“It is most definitely weird,” Mackenzie tried not to shout. “You’re watching porn…together! You can’t just whip it out when you feel the need!”

“Why not?” JC was behind Justin now, having pulled himself together. “We’re in private. Everyone’s on the same page.”

“Are you asking me a real question?” Mackenzie shot back incredulously. “You seriously don’t see a problem here?”

“It’s a guy thing, you don’t get it,” Chris emerged last, flopping into his bunk but watching the trio.

“I’m pretty sure I don’t want to get it,” Mackenzie shook her head and tried to retreat again.

“Look, we don’t…” Justin started, trying to find the right words. “Sometimes after a show, you know, you’re still pumped…”

“So you gotta pump something else?” Mackenzie interjected sarcastically.

“I miss my girl, alright,” Justin was starting to get pissy. “Touring gets lonely. You’ll learn soon enough.”

The sudden anger in Justin’s tone struck Mackenzie. “Justin,” she softened her tone. “I’m not judging you for getting off. I’m judging you all for doing it together.”

“Beatles did it,” Chris chirped in from his bunk.

“Excuse me?” Mackenzie asked as they all turned to face him.

“Paul McCartney just talked about it in his book. Him and John and a couple of their friends used to have like masterbation sessions. At least we’re watching porn when we do it. They’d just turn the lights out and go to town.”

“Wow, you can read?” Justin remarked and quickly dodged the pillow that came flying at him.

“So is this some bonding thing? Like, cuz you’re as big as The Beatles, you have to carry on their weird sex rituals?” Mackenzie questioned.

“No one will ever be as big as The Beatles,” JC informed her matter of factly. “Come on, you never watched porn with your friends?”

“Yeah but I didn’t shove my hand down my panties with my friends around,” Mackenzie explained. “You guys can’t wait until we get to the hotel?”

“Hotel is still three hours away,” Justin stated.

“And when we get there, we’ll be walking zombies anyway,” Chris added. “The Dallas Cowboy cheerleaders could be naked and cheering “We love you, Chris” and I’d still pick the bed.” Justin and JC starred their band mate down. “Ok, that’s a lie but you get my point.”

“Ok, fine,” Mackenzie acquiesced. “You gotta take the time where you can get it but together?! Just, I don’t know, hang a sign next time or something,” she shook her head.

“You could always join us,” Justin teased.

“Because that would make it less weird?!” Mackenzie nearly laughed. “I should have asked about how HR works around here before taking this job.”

“Melinda is HR,” Chris told her, “but disciplinary action is just smacking one of us.”

“Chris's whole personality is a walking HR violation,” Justin jabbed at him.

“Ok, lay off, guys,” JC already had his hand extended to push a rising Chris back into his bunk. “Zie, we’re sorry. We definitely should have warned you for the times you ride with us. Normally you go to sleep pretty early so I don’t think anyone thought to tell you. We’ll be a bit more…discreet, moving forward.”

“Yeah, we’ll lock the door,” Chris smiled.

Mackenzie let out a heavy sigh. “I mean, I guess that’s the best I’m gonna get. You guys are still fucking weird but that’s on you.”

“Well, don’t knock it till you try it,” JC winked and headed to bed.

“Door’s always open,” Justin shrugged as he headed to his bunk.

“No it’s not. We just agreed to lock it,” Chris stated before being hit in the head with his own pillow being flung back at him by Justin as he walked by. Chris blew a raspberry before shutting his curtain for the night.

Mackenzie climbed into her own bunk and tried to sleep but couldn’t shake the image of what she’d seen out of her head. Not that she’d really seen anything in detail, it was all so fast, but the idea of three grown men getting off in the same room like it was no big deal…she absolutely couldn’t wrap her brain around it. Guys were fucking weird.

Two weeks later and Mackenzie was starting to come around to Justin’s mode of thinking, at least the part about needing to “unwind”. She was starting to get used to road life and the times they stayed in one city for two nights were almost magical as they were now on a stretch of a new city nearly every night. With the show running smoothly, she was getting the opportunity to take over the board for a song or two at each show and coupled with her regular responsibilities, she was finding it hard to get some down time in any manner.

“The Rose Bowl!” Justin came shouting onto the bus one night, practically jumping on Chris who’d just entered before him. “Can you believe we just played the fucking Rose Bowl?!”

“We played where the Steelers won their 4th freaking Super Bowl!” Chris was equally as excited. “That Steel Curtain defense was unmatched!”

“Wasn’t that their last Super Bowl win?” JC teased as he hopped onto the bus, the door quickly closing behind him as the bus lurched into motion. “At least my team had their first of three Super Bowl wins there.”

“You old fogeys like these relic ass teams,” Justin joked. “Nobody’s doing it like the Packers.”

“Yeah, since they choked two seasons ago and haven’t been seen in contention since,” Chris retorted back.

“I’m switching buses. Lance gets me. You two idiots can deal with Joey and his smelly ass,” Justin huffed.

Chris and JC made horrified faces as Mackenzie interjected. “Well, you’ll have to suffer for one more night. It’s six hours to Oakland so you might wanna shower and rest.”

“No way! I’m whopping both your asses at Madden before bed,” Justin ran to the back of the bus.

“Can you at least shower?” Mackenzie yelled after him. “Joey isn’t the only one with a smelly ass, you know?”

Chris pointed and laughed down the corridor at Justin while JC tried to hide a chuckle. “Thanks Mom,” he smiled as he pulled his shirt off, figuring he’d be the first to get clean.

“Ugh, please don’t,” Mackenzie found the hamper and held it out to him. “I’m like a year younger than you. Don’t make it weird.”

“You tell us all the time we’re weird,” JC joked as his pants were removed next.

“You are, don’t make it weirder,” Mackenzie warned him.

“Oh, we can make it much weirder,” JC teased back, his fingers hooked into the waistband of his boxer briefs.

“Of that, I have no doubt, but don’t,” she turned him around and pushed him towards the shower, her palm hitting him squarely in the back with a resounding splat. “Eewwww!!!” she made a wretched face as she shook JC’s sweat off her hand. JC could only laugh as he entered the bathroom, reaching out to discard his used underwear in the trash can on the other side of the wall. “Now that actually makes sense,” Mackenzie thought as she went to collect the other guy’s stage costumes before they got engrossed in their game.

After about an hour, all three performers were clean and Mackenzie was settling into her bunk having made her final notes on the show to use for the next one. She was almost asleep when she heard it. Soft, at first, so soft she thought maybe she’d imagined it but then she heard it again, lower in register this time. A moan. The excitement of the evening was dying off and the unwinding had begun.

Mackenzie’s breath caught as she looked back at the closed door. It was still exceptionally weird and yet a small part of her was jealous. She wasn’t blind; she worked daily with five of the most sought after men in the world, who were constantly performing or roughhousing that kept them in great physical shape. She couldn’t lie and say she hadn’t noticed or thought about it. And now three of them were mere feet away, getting off to some nameless girl getting railed and she was stuck by herself.

Another moan. Longer. Was that, ok? She wondered what the rules were of this arrangement. Back in college, it was all fun and games until it got quiet, when everyone got fully engrossed in the movie and inevitably started thinking the same thing, that’s when the night ended. Everyone could go home and take care of themselves. Why didn’t they just go to their bunks or excuse themselves to the bathroom? Why did they all think this was ok?

“Fuck,” a breathy growl made its way to her. Was that Justin? She was actively trying to listen now, curiosity getting the better of her as her mind started to imagine what was going on behind the door. She thought back to the other week, remembering the sight of Justin, his shorts pulled down just enough to hug his hips, his thick cock gripped firmly in his hand as his eyes focused intently on the screen, mouth parted slightly as he breathed heavy. Mackenzie blushed as she realized she remembered quite a bit more than she initially thought she did.

The back door suddenly opened, breaking Mackenzie from her thoughts, the sounds of flesh hitting flesh filling the air before it closed once more. She retreated further into her bunk, hopeful she wasn’t seen. She heard footsteps, then the familiar sound of the bathroom door opening and the sink running. “Gross,” she thought to herself, realizing what was most likely being washed clean but at least thankful they weren’t using the upholstery or a napkin they’d forget to throw away.

“You ok in there?” she finally heard a soft voice tease.

She pulled her curtain open to find JC smiling down at her. “You certainly seem to be doing better.”

“Definitely ready for bed now,” he chuckled then studied her face, trying to figure out what she was thinking. “You still think we’re weird, huh?”

“JC, it is very weird,” she told him bluntly. 

“You aren’t a guy, it’s different for us,” JC tried to explain. “First of all, there is one tv in this bus so not like we can watch anything in our bunks. Secondly, we’re all just…there. I mean, it’s not like we’re talking to each other or even paying attention to what someone else is doing. We’re watching the movie, we’re feeling the movie, seeing it through to fruition, so to speak.”

“I guess but it’s still weird. I’m not getting off with my friends, I can have some self control and wait it out.”

JC chuckled. “Trust me, we have self control, otherwise there would be a lot more fans on these bus rides. I get this sounds self centered but when you have women constantly throwing themselves at you…look, we have needs too and this is the best way we’ve come up with to deal with them.”

Mackenzie bit her lip, wanting to argue more but not seeing the point. “Well, good group bonding activity, I guess.”

This time JC made a louder laugh. “One way to look at it. Guess it is an exercise in compromise when we actually agree to something to watch.”

“Fine, but it’s still weird to me,” Mackenzie rolled her eyes.

“As I said before, don’t knock it til you try it,” JC said, amused.

“I’m good, thanks,” she tried to be as flippant as possible.

“Are you?” JC questioned, his hand carefully moving into Mackenzie’s bunk and gently grabbing her wrist. She looked down as JC tugged her hand loose from between her tightly clenched thighs, realizing instantly she’d inadvertently been enjoying her memory of Justin too strongly. “Don’t be afraid to unwind with us if you need to,” he smiled and headed to bed.

That was the thing, Mackenzie realized; she was very afraid.

Two nights later, Mackenzie found herself curled up in the back of the bus with her three travel mates in their usual spots; Justin closest to the tv, JC in the middle and Chris tucked into the back corner. They were two and a half hours into a twelve hour bus ride and just finishing up watching American Psycho.

“What the fuck did we just watch?” Justin asked as the credits started to roll.

“And does Willem Dafoe just play a creepy detective in every movie now?” Chris chimed in. “Thankfully this wasn’t as weird as The Boondocks Saints but I’m definitely getting a theme.”

“I’m never listening to “Hip To Be Square” the same way again,” Mackenzie shook her head.

“I liked it,” JC offered. “The excess of the 80s and the message of wanting to be someone, which subsequently makes you indistinguishable from the majority, the vague ending of if any of it was real…”

“Did we watch the same movie? Cuz I got none of that,” Justin turned and looked at JC.

“Sorry some of us understand alagory,” JC teased.

“Or we’ve just confirmed JC is a psychopath. Who the fuck uses the word alagory outside an English class anymore?” Chris wondered aloud.

“That makes far more sense then I care to think about,” Justin shook his head, getting up and removing the dvd from the player. “I need a palate cleanser.”

“Did you guys see 28 Days?” Mackenzie asked. “It’s the new Sandra Bullock movie; supposed to be pretty good.”

“Not exactly what I had in mind,” Justin chuckled as he started looking through the dvd collection.

“Oh! Who’s that new girl? The one you liked from Penthouse,” Chris pointed at JC.

“Tera Patrick,” JC stated. “I got her latest but I haven’t watched it yet.”

Justin found a still wrapped dvd case and tossed it to JC but Mackenzie intervened, examining the pictures and description. “Farmer’s Daughters Do Beverly Hills. Are you hoping this is a documentary?”

“Shut up,” JC laughed, taking the case.

Mackenzie got up, pushing Justin comically to the side as she began to shuffle through the collection. “White Panty Chronicles 10. Up and Cummers 73. The Video Adventures of Peeping Tom 22.”

“That’s one of JC’s favorites,” Justin interjected. “Told you; psychopath.”

“From what I’m seeing, you’re all psychopaths,” Mackenzie stared wide eyed at the vast selection in front of her. “You guys wanna get off after watching that?”

“There was a threesome,” Justin reasoned.

“Which one? The one where he tortured them with a wire coat hanger or the one where he ran after the woman with a chainsaw while covered in blood?” Mackenzie questioned him back.

“This feels like a trick question,” Justin’s eyes narrowed at her.

“Why don’t you pick something?” JC offered.

“For you guys to watch?” Mackenzie questioned. “Didn’t I say don’t make this weirder?”

“Well, I was thinking you could…stick around,” JC admitted bashfully. 

Mackenzie stared at JC for a long minute, trying to unpack all his sentence implied. Chris and Justin also stared at their band mate, then across the small room at each other to silently figure out JC’s angle. Justin finally gave voice to what everyone was thinking. “JC, if you just want to bang her…”

“No!” JC shouted and chucked a pillow at Justin full force. “I’m not trying to…”. JC turned his attention back to Mackenzie. “Look, I know you need to…unwind. I was just trying to offer a space to do that in.”

“I…I don’t even…how would that even work?!” Mackenzie asked. “It just feels like an absolute recipe for disaster, or an orgy.”

“Yeah, no, neither one of you is allowed to touch my dick,” Chris pointed at his two band mates.

“That is definitely not what I’m saying,” JC scowled a bit, getting a little offended that’s where everyone’s minds jumped to. “Look, to put it bluntly: we’re gonna watch some porn and get off. You wanna do the same, great. If not, no offense taken. Just wanted to offer.”

Mackenzie believed JC didn’t have an ulterior motive but it was still odd nonetheless. Her immediate thought was to run from the room horrified but she also knew they were still at the beginning of a summer long tour. Their antics certainly weren’t going to stop and listening to them jerk off every other night was taking a toll on her.

“What exactly are the rules here?” she asked.

Justin and Chris couldn’t contain their shock as they both excitedly looked at each other. “No touching,” JC quickly said. “No looking either. Eyes straight at the screen. Uh, no, like getting naked, or rather removing of clothing. Sometimes you gotta get to your…”

“Yeah, I get it,” Mackenzie stopped him.

“No conversation either,” Justin added. “Comments, fine but nothing that breaks concentration.”

“I wasn’t aware you had to concentrate,” she lightly teased.

“It’s like dancing. You gotta find the right rhythm to match the beat,” Justin explained.

“Well, I mean technically, you’re the one doing the beating,” Chris replied to Justin, who in turn made a face.

Mackenzie looked at all three men eagerly anticipating her answer. She mentally mathed out how much longer the bus ride would be and how she knew there wasn’t a chance she would get to sleep before they did. “And I get to pick the movie?”

“I think that would only be fair,” JC told her.

“Hmmmm,” she pondered out loud as she returned to the video collection. There was a lot of the same as she’d seen previously. Nothing that exactly shocked her but the sheer volume was a little concerning.

All three men watched her like hawks as she rifled through, wondering what was about to happen next. Each vowed in their head to behave but also were very aware a woman in their midst was guaranteed to change the normal dynamic.

 

“Ok,” Mackenzie breathed, having made her choice and standing up. “I want to watch this one.”

 

“Goddammit,” Justin groaned, “that one is like soft core shit. Some Skinemax feature, I don’t even know how we got it.”

 

“Is it not good?” Mackenzie asked.

 

JC reached for the case and Mackenzie handed it to him. He looked it over and rolled his eyes at his young band mate. “Justin, quit your bitching. This one is fine, just has more plot than we’re used to.”

 

“Let me see,” Chris said and JC tossed it over. “Jewel of the Desert,” Chris read aloud. “Research Assistant Elisa is on her first major archeological dig when she makes the discovery of a lifetime; the famed High Priestess necklace of Mesopotamia. Her crew goes to great lengths to secure the artifact, knowing what great power it possesses, but what happens when the High Priestess decides she wants to possess Elisa?”

 

“Boring,” Justin bemoaned.

 

“Well, if you don’t want to watch it,” Mackenzie headed to the door.

 

“Screw him, I remember this one,” Chris pointed out. “The researcher chick is a hot redhead and the priestess has really nice tits.”

 

“Five star review then,” Mackenzie chuckled. 

 

JC reached for the case again and as Chris handed it back, JC tossed it to Justin. “Put it in,” he stated. Justin gave an audible groan but did so, then took his regular seat in front of the tv. “You’ll live,” JC teased as Mackenzie sat back down next to him, though notably making sure the distance between them was greater this time. “You ok?” JC asked quietly as the dvd loaded. “I don’t want you to feel uncomfortable.”

 

“Oh, I’m definitely not comfortable,” Mackenzie chuckled, “but I’m ok.” Mackenzie still couldn’t believe she was agreeing to this. She was never offended by what they were doing but she sure as hell didn’t understand it and she figured either she would after tonight or they’d at least hopefully stop teasing her about it.

 

The movie started up with terrible gold script explaining the legend of the High Priestess a la Star Wars. “Ugh, I forgot reading was involved!” Justin complained again.

 

“Didn’t we say no talking?” Mackenzie teased. 

 

“Forgive him, he only has ninth grade education,” Chris added on. “He gets upset by big words.”

 

“Why do I need to know some made up back story? I don’t need any story!” Justin argued.

 

“Some people like to be immersed in a story, it builds the excitement,” JC explained. 

 

Justin gave a loud humph as the scene opened on an office with stereotypical Egyptian “artifacts” strewn about. A buxom blonde woman entered into the office, followed by a gentleman in very tight pants. “Professor, I don’t know what to tell you,” the blonde stated sternly. “If this dig doesn’t turn up something substantial, we will have to pull your funding.”

 

“But I have a new research assistant starting today. Can’t we get an extension?” the man pleaded.

 

“You have one week, Professor. That’s all I can give you officially,” the blonde said sternly. She went to leave but instead locked the office door. “Now, unofficially, I’m sure I could be persuaded.”

 

Mackenzie fought not to laugh over the course of the next ten minutes as the two actors onscreen very quickly disrobed and went to town on each other. Mackenzie always found it funny the only real difference in soft core porn was the lack of seeing a penis as the woman was out on display for every viewer to see while the man was always at an angle. Even the “sex” was only slightly raunchier than you’d see in a typical movie.

 

Finally the scene progressed to the “excavation area”, which looked suspiciously like a beach. A cute red head dug carefully in the sand as the man from the previous scene joined her. “Ah, Elisa. Hard at work already, I see, I trust your flight was well.”

 

“Oh goodness, hello Professor,” Elisa stood up quickly, brushing sand off herself and shaking his hand excitedly. “Yes, it was great, thank you. And thank you for this amazing opportunity.”

 

“Well you came highly recommended,” the professor smiled. “I see you’ve gotten yourself acclimated so I’ll let you get back to it.”

 

“Thank you. Excited to see what we can discover,” she told him and went back to digging. A swipe of the camera stated “A Few Days Later” but since the actress was still in the same clothes and in the same spot, Mackenzie doubted anyone checked that detail. The camera zoomed in as Elisa continued to brush away sand and suddenly found something red glistening out of the sand.

 

“What is it you got there?” the professor appeared and knelt down next to Elisa.

 

“I’m not sure. It looks old though,” Elisa pulled out a brush that looked similar to a water color brush you’d get as a kid and moved the sand around. 

 

“Oh come on!” Justin shouted.

 

“Shut up,” JC quickly scolded him, causing Justin to cross his arms and sulk.

 

Carefully, Elisa uncovered a necklace made of gold with a huge sparkling ruby in the center. Both she and the professor looked at it in awe. “I don’t believe it,” the professor examined it, stunned.

 

“What is it?” Elisa delicately picked it up, her gaze never leaving it.

 

“This is the fabled necklace of the High Priestess of Mesopotamia,” the professor informed her. “Rumored to wield great power and influence to the wearer.”

 

“Oh,” Elisa said simply, too captivated by the beauty of the necklace to really respond further. “It’s so…pretty.”

 

“Indeed it is,” the professor took it from Elisa’s hands, drawing her back to her senses. “This is just the thing we need to ensure our project continues. I must make a few phone calls but Elisa, do know you’ll be credited with the find.”

 

“Oh Professor, and on my first real dig! I can’t believe it,” Elisa said excitedly.

 

“Neither can we,” Justin said sarcastically as everyone ignored him.

 

 

The scene switched to that evening as there was a knock at Elisa’s door. “Elisa,” the professor stood before her, “I’ve informed the university and representatives will be here tomorrow to examine the necklace for authenticity but I think it’s safest tonight with you.” The professor took the necklace out of his pocket and handed it to Elisa.

“Me? Why?” she asked in confusion as she accepted it.

“This is very valuable and if anyone overheard my phone calls and wanted it, they’d assume I had it.”

“That makes sense,” Elisa easily agreed and even Mackenzie had to wonder at the absurdity that there wasn’t a safe somewhere. “Thanks Professor, I’ll see you in the morning,” she stated and headed off to bed, placing the necklace atop a chest of drawers.

Mackenzie expected the professor to come back at any minute, or perhaps a thief sneaking in to steal the amulet as Elisa slept but that wasn’t the case. As the room flooded with moonlight, the ruby at the center of the necklace began to glow.

“Elisaaaaaa,” an enchanting voice whispered on the wind. “Elisaaaaa.” It took a few times until Elisa finally awoke, sleepy and confused, trying to see who was calling to her. “Elisaaaaa,” the gemstone beckoned again, the glow now pulsating steadily.

“What the…?” Elisa’s eyes grew wide as she wandered cautiously over to the voice. Mackenzie was suddenly rapt with attention, wondering where exactly this was going. She stole quick looks at the other men. Chris looked equally interested even though he claimed to have seen the movie before. JC was relaxed casually, paying attention but not overly so and Justin was picking at his fingernails.

The camera zoomed in on the center of the ruby as the image of a woman in full Egyptian garb came into view; sleek black bob, silken robes and gold galore and, as Chris had mentioned, very impressive breasts. Elisa gasped as she saw the image take shape.

“Elisa, be not afraid. You have discovered me and for that, you should be rewarded,” the vision said.

“Who are you?” Elisa asked.

“I am Calsidonia, High Priestess of Mesopotamia,” the amulet informed her.

“That…that’s impossible,” Elisa exclaimed.

“Nothing is impossible when you have the gods on your side,” the priestess smirked. “However some things do require a bit of help.”

“Help? What kind of help?”

“My body is long gone but my spirit remains vibrant even trapped in this prison. I am asking your assistance in setting me free.”

“You want to possess me?!” Elisa backed up, horrified.

“Silly girl, no,” the Priestess laughed shrewdly. “My spirit can stand on its own, once freed. And I of course would be more than willing to reward you handsomely in return.”

“Oh, I don’t need…” Elisa started to speak but was cut off by a zap of energy from the ruby. She staggered, not hurt, just caught off balance. When she looked up, her eyes glowed with the same red brilliance as the gem.

“There is something you absolutely do need,” the Priestess intoned, a devilish look upon her face. Slowly, the look began to appear on Elisa’s face as well.

The hair on Mackenzie’s arms started to stand up as Elisa began to caress her body. Mackenzie wanted to touch herself as well but refrained. She knew that’s actually what she should be doing or maybe even running out of the room to take care of things in private but it still felt odd. A short moan behind her simultaneously surprised her and comforted her knowing Chris was feeling the same feelings.

“Fucking really?” Justin turned and chided Chris.

“Shut up. Some of us are enjoying this,” Chris yelled back.

Justin shot him a dirty look but when his eyes fell on Mackenzie, his face changed completely. Mackenzie locked eyes with him and she could read him plain as day just as he could her: he could tell she was turned on. “Turn around, Justin,” she told him but it came out more like a plea.

“You want a blanket?” JC offered.

“Yeah, good idea,” Mackenzie agreed, taking the lap blanket JC grabbed her and quickly covered herself as she kept one eye on the screen. Elisa was now down to her bra and panties as she continued to give into her newfound feelings of arousal.

“What’s…happening?” she moaned as she grabbed at her breasts, the light fading from her eyes as the spell took hold of her body.

“A taste of what is to come, my dear,” the Priestess deviously teased. 

“But I’ve never…” Elisa moaned.

“A virgin! How lovely,” the Priestess smirked. “Then we shall make sure this is quite an experience.” The Priestess then began an incantation as Elisa gasped, suddenly looking around to either side of her. On the screen, faint, ghost like hands began to come into view, touching her thighs and stomach sensually.

It was a little weird but very hot, Mackenzie watched, wishing it was herself being touched. She adjusted her position, trying to be good, but the blanket brushed over her hard and sensitive nipples. She bit her lip in an effort not to be noticed. JC noticed, however, and his cock twitched in arousal.

Back on the screen, the hands materialized further until three gorgeous men in loincloths appeared around her. The one on the left running his hand up and down Elisa’s thigh was about her height with dark hair and chocolate brown eyes. The one behind her touching her breasts and tugging at her bra was lean but muscular, short brown hair and dark blue eyes filled with lust. Lastly, the man to the right caressing Elisa’s stomach and playing with the waistband of her panties was the broad shouldered blonde, his big wavy curls cascading down his neck and intense blue eyes giving Mackenzie a jolt.

“Oh fuck me,” Mackenzie whispered, taking in the images of the men and remembering the ones she was surrounded by. If a hot Italian and a southern boy showed up next, she was absolutely leaving.

“Can’t. Against the rules,” she heard a whisper back. She quickly turned to face JC, who was staring at her, his eyes starting to cloud over. She looked down to see his hand slowly moving underneath his pants. “It’s ok,” he told her. “Just watch the movie and enjoy.”

JC forced himself to look away from the beautiful woman next to him and back at the screen. He’d promised this was a safe place for her to unwind and he’d be damned if he was gonna be the one to fuck that up. Though as the gentlemen on the screen undressed Elisa fully, letting him see the fullness of her breasts, he was finding the arrangement much harder than he’d anticipated.

“Now, my servants, tend to this woman’s needs as you would my own,” the Priestess commanded from her crystal prison.

“Yes, Your Majesty,” all three men intoned at once as they led Elisa to her bed. The previous setup was clearly the foreplay as they now began to each kiss Elisa thoroughly, hands roaming her body freely as Elisa squirmed in excitement.

Mackenzie was also squirming, her body flush with need. Short pants came from behind her and she could only imagine what Chris was doing. In fact, she did imagine it as she began to succumb to her desires. She leaned back further and let her hand slip down to touch herself with a satisfying moan.

Justin whipped his head around at the sound of Mackenzie’s arousal. A quick glance at his fellow band mates told him he was the only one not giving the movie the proper attention. He quickly shoved his shorts down and paid strict attention.

Mackenzie tried not to laugh as she could see Justin’s actions. She wasn’t much older than him but his nineteen year old youth was definitely showing as she could tell he was trying to play catch up. She wanted to tell him it was fine to not like the movie but the glimpse of his cock in his hand made her salivate and she remained silent, going back to the movie once more.

Elisa had her hands above her head, a brunette on each side of her holding a wrist each, the taller of the two kissing her passionately while the other lapped at her breast. The blonde currently had his face buried between her legs.

Mackenzie shut her eyes and let the fantasy take over her. She’d not only been repressing her sexual urges for weeks but actively been trying not to think about the hot men she worked in such close proximity with day in and day out. It was too dangerous to think about. She liked the job and wanted to go far in the industry; she couldn’t get involved. She kept reminding herself of that as she imagined JC kissing her, Chris sucking at her breasts and Justin’s tongue on her clit.

“That’s right, beautiful girl,” The Priestess encouraged malevolently. “Let my servants show you the pleasure that awaits.”

“Yes,” both Mackenzie and Elisa agreed. 

“Fuck, Jesus,” Chris groaned.

Mackenzie didn’t look but she felt JC’s body shift next to her. “He’s watching me,” she thought, her hips bucking as her body reacted to the realization. There wasn’t supposed to be any looking but she didn’t care as she drove two fingers deep into herself.

She opened her eyes a touch to look back at the screen. For a soft core porn, this was pretty intense as the three men moved Elisa easily about as the blonde had now pulled her into a passionate kiss as the taller brunette worked his way down to place his body between her legs, rolling her just so that the other brunette could spoon behind her fully.

It was nearly becoming an out of body experience for Mackenzie as she looked at the performers on the screen yet saw each person in the room before her. “JC” raised “her” leg to allow “Chris” smooth entry into “her” backside before “he” slid into “her” pussy with a long moan all while “Justin” filled “her” mouth with the taste of “her”. Mackenzie craved the sensations she was watching as the brunettes found a rhythm that made Elisa scream into the blonde’s mouth.

Mackenzie could feel JC’s movement next to her, could tell his hand was moving faster on himself. She couldn’t chance a glance so turned the other direction instead. There she found Justin sprawled out, somehow having contorted his body so he could see the screen yet easily look her way as well. Right now, he was most definitely looking straight at her. She looked away but her eyes fell on the hardness in his hand, his excitement evident as it glistened on the tip, begging to be licked clean.

“Girlfriend, Justin,” Mackenzie reminded him breathlessly. “Turn around.”

“I’m allowed to look just not touch,” Justin licked his lips.

“Mmmmm, no looking, Justin. We agreed,” JC moaned as he shut his eyes and forced his body to turn away from Mackenzie, knowing he was breaking his own rules.

“Ewwww, don’t say my name when you’re jacking your dick,” Justin stated, appalled.

“Everybody shut up!” Chris shouted. Mackenzie stole a look and found Chris’s body ridged except for his arm that moved furiously. He was close and the thought made Mackenzie even wetter. She turned back to the movie and let herself get absorbed once more.

A red mist began to fill Elisa’s room as the ruby glowed with a powerful energy. So too the servants eyes filled just as Elisa’s had before, fueled by the Priestess’s power. The brunettes continued to swiftly fuck Elisa into oblivion as the blonde grabbed her by her neck and guided her forcefully to met his crotch. Given the editing of the film, all that was shown was a close up of Elisa’s face and cloth covering her lips but the sucking and gagging sounds were real enough to carry on the illusion.

“That’s right, succumb to the pleasure. Know this and more is yours once I am free,” the Priestess tempted Elisa.

If Mackenzie could have reached through the tv and freed the woman herself at this point, she would have. Her need was taking over her, just like Elisa, and all she wanted in that moment was to be used and fucked and touched the same way. She stared at the screen in wonton abandon as her fingers drove her closer to the ecstasy she craved.

She heard a hot hiss then a moan behind her. She let the sound of Chris cumming echo in her ears, fueling the fire within her. She imagined it close to her ear, in the same position Elisa was in with Chris behind her, pounding into her ass, twisting her hard nipples, his breath hot and heavy. Her free hand found her breast and touched herself in the same manner Elisa was being manhandled.

Elisa’s eyes rolled back into her head, her moans stifled by the cock presumably in her mouth. “Fuck that’s hot,” JC breathed. Mackenzie wondered if he could make her look like that. She wanted his cock filling her more than anything at the moment. It was so close, she could just roll over and…Mackenzie reigned herself back in by adding another finger to her pussy, trying to emulate the fullness of JC inside her.

Mackenzie couldn’t help it as she looked at Justin again. He was finally watching the movie, masterbating full out with no regard for anyone else in the room. She honestly kind of loved it; he naturally dominated any space he was in so this would be no exception. She wished he’d dominate her. Walk right over and shove his cock in her mouth the same way Elisa was being taken over by the blonde on the screen.

So much moaning and writhing was coming from the screen, the raw sex permeating into the back of the bus. Mackenzie’s body started to tense. She was close and she needed just that extra push over the edge.

JC’s breathing was heavy as he too was at the brink.Justin made low guttural moans with each movement of his hand, the eagerness not yet set into himself. Onscreen, Elisa’s body began to writhe in a way that didn’t seem like her own. Like her lust was controlling her body or maybe the Priestess’s spell. Either way, Mackenzie wanted that feeling herself.

A fierce thrust of her hips and a garbled moan showed Elisa hitting her peak. Her body convulsed as the orgasm hit her as all three men fought to keep pace. Mackenzie swore Elisa was coming for a solid two minutes at least as the Priestess egged her on. “Yes. Let go and submit to me. Submit to the pleasure. Give me yourself to me and you shall help me conquer this world once more.”

Mackenzie was maddeningly jealous, wanting that same intense orgasm. She didn’t blame Elisa, given all the stimuli and promises of more to come, Mackenzie knew she would have caved as well. In fact, all she wanted to do was cave right now and let that submission run through every vein of her body.

With the realization that’s what she wanted, her body complied as a wave of pleasure overtook her body. Her back arched and she gasped as her fingers pushed into herself deeply, her hips rising to meet them. She couldn’t breathe for a moment as her body stilled then shook in an all encompassing orgasm that ravaged her body, her eyes rolling back almost identical to Elisa in the movie. She felt undone in the best way possible.

All three men couldn’t help but watch Mackenzie as she came. Chris moaned at the sight but had no more left in him. Justin was like a panting dog in heat, his tongue literally hanging out as he took everything in. JC, being the closest, tried his damnedest to be respectful but felt compelled to look as he felt his own orgasm approaching.

“That’s a good girl,” the Priestess intoned on the screen. “Now what do you say?”

JC tore his eyes away to look back as the camera panned to a naked and spent but now alone Elisa. Her eyes red again as she hollowly replied “Thank you, Your Majesty. How may I serve you?”

“Yessss,” Mackenzie gave a deep moan. JC’s head snapped back around to witness Mackenzie ride another wave, her eyes vacant as her orgasm completely controlled her. That was all it took for JC to go spilling into his hand with a jolt then some long pleasurable strokes to draw it out.

Justin was frantic. He turned back to the screen to see the scene had switched and it was now morning and Elisa was finishing getting dressed. He didn’t care about any of the plot anymore and grabbed the remote, fast forwarding to the next sex scene he could find. He heard a chuckle from across the room. “Shut up, Chris,” he yelled as he stopped at somehow Elisa and the Priestess meeting, both naked and touching each other.

Mackenzie was slowly coming down, becoming more aware of her surroundings. Had she really just gotten off in a room full of guys? She was slightly embarrassed for a moment until she caught JC languid next to her, his own breathing trying to be brought back under control. She checked and the blanket on top of her had stayed well in place so she felt protected in that sense. She winced as she began to disengage her fingers, quick aftershocks making her shiver as she went.

“Fuck yeah, that’s it,” she heard to her right. She turned to see Justin jacking off furiously, teeth gritted and face red with intensity. She looked towards the screen to find Elisa dropping to her knees in front of the Priestess. 

“Guess she got out of the ruby,” Mackenzie thought. She looked back at Justin, who was clearly on a mission to cum. She almost told him to stop for fear he was gonna hurt himself.

“You, uh, can go first,” JC said softly, catching her off guard, “to go clean up.”

“Oh, right, yeah, thanks,” she blushed. She maneuvered the blanket off her with her clean hand and exited quickly. She could feel how wet her panties were as she scurried down the corridor so she made a fast pit stop at her bunk to grab a fresh pair and some pj bottoms before heading to the bathroom.

She tried to be as quick as possible but her legs were still shaky from the experience. That had been intense. She somehow doubted it got that sexually charged when it was just the guys but still was one of the stranger yet satisfying experiences of her life.

When Mackenzie was finished, she opened the bathroom door and made a quick gasp as she came face to face with JC. She’d thought she’d worked everything out of her system but being that close made her wish he’d back her into the bathroom and have his way with her.

“Sorry,” JC apologized shyly.

“No, you’re fine,” Mackenzie blushed.

“Play kissy face later,” Chris interjected, muscling past JC. “I need to clean up before I pass out. I’m gonna sleep so good tonight. You,” he pointed at Mackenzie, “get to pick all the movies from now on.” 

Mackenzie laughed as she moved out of Chris’s way. “Well, we’ll see about that but, uh, glad you enjoyed yourself.” Chris winked and shut the bathroom door as Mackenzie crawled up into her bunk.

“How you doing?” JC asked.

“I, well, I’m good, I guess. I mean, definitely needed that so, thanks, I think.”

“Not so weird now, huh?” JC smiled.

“Oh no, one hundred percent weird. That was all kinds of not normal but it was, you know, not bad,” she admitted. Suddenly, a huge yell was heard from the back of the bus. “In what world is that socially acceptable?” Mackenzie pointed but couldn’t hold in her laughter.

“He’s showing off,” JC chuckled. 

“And you have cum on your fingers as we’re speaking. You’ll never convince me this is normal,” Mackenzie pointed out. JC politely hid his hand behind his back. “Seriously, I’m investing in wet wipes for each of you so there at least isn’t a bathroom line every night.”

“Why has no one ever thought of this?!” Chris exclaimed as he swung the door open, nearly hitting JC. “That’s actually brilliant.”

“Glad I could provide some help,” Mackenzie laughed as Chris smiled, gave her a high five with his now clean hand and headed off to bed. JC took his turn in the bathroom as Justin finally emerged. “You ok there?” Mackenzie asked him. “Was getting kind of worried about you towards the end.”

“I thought we weren’t supposed to be looking,” Justin raised an eyebrow.

“Just returning the favor,” Mackenzie teased.

“God, you are lucky I have a girlfriend,” Justin told her.

“And why is that?”

“Because after seeing those moves tonight, I would be trying all kinds of ways to give you an orgasm that good,” he smirked.

“Down Justin,” JC told him as he emerged from the bathroom. Justin rolled his eyes and entered. “Sorry, like I said, showing off. He’s harmless.”

“He’s not harmless but he’s mostly well behaved,” Mackenzie corrected him. “He’s not lying. If he wasn’t in a relationship, I don’t think that would have gone as well tonight.”

“Well, uh,” JC stumbled, not wanting to admit Mackenzie was probably right. “I hope it wasn’t a bad experience and maybe you’ll, you know, unwind with us again.”

“I’ll think about it,” Mackenzie smiled at him. “Good experiment and I…had a good time just, feels a little…I mean, one wrong move and…”

“Yeah, the self control was…hard to maintain,” JC admitted. Mackenzie’s stomach did a flip of excitement realizing JC had been thinking about her as well. “I’m glad you tried though. Something different.”

“Yeah, maybe again, just don’t want to make it a habit,” Mackenzie told him.

“Understood,” JC nodded with a hint of a smile. “Have a good night,” he headed to his bunk.

Justin opened the bathroom door after JC had walked away. Mackenzie turned as their eyes met. “Hey,” Justin walked over a little sheepishly. “You good? I mean, you weren’t uncomfortable or anything, were you?”

“I mean, it took a bit to get there but it was fine. You were fine, if that’s what you are asking.”

“Yeah, I…got a bit carried away.”

“You didn’t cross a line so don’t worry about it. Glad you got to, uh, unwind after we left.”

“Sorry, I’m picky about what I like.”

“Fair enough. Everyone’s got their thing. Night Justin,” Mackenzie went to pull her curtain shut.

“Uh, Zie,” Justin stopped her. “Don’t be afraid to come…unwind again, if you want to.”

“I told JC I’d think about it. Tonight was…different. Good, just, don’t want anyone getting the wrong ideas.”

“I’ll be better next time, I promise,” Justin vowed.

“I can’t guarantee I’ll be,” Mackenzie admitted, shocking Justin. “Good night, Justin,” she said again and successfully closed her curtain.

Justin stood there a moment, staring at the dark curtain that now separated them. A slow smirk formed across his face, similar in nature to the one the High Priestess had been sporting throughout the movie. It was only the beginning of the tour and many more opportunities to unwind were ahead of them.