Seanday Shorts: Tented

We jogged along the paths, I checked over my shoulder again. Behind Jay I could see a trail of security guys tapping at their radios, I guess the gig was up. We'd managed to get into the concert--over a wall but I guessed we'd been spotted.

I beckoned to Jay and we ducked in behind a tent, "I think they're onto us, we're going to have to find a couple of jerk-offs to use if we going to stay till the end."

"Girls?" Jay smirked.

I sighed, "I wonder about you sometimes Jay."

"Just asking," he muttered looking embarrassed. "I kinda enjoyed it last time."

I gave him a sidelong look. "It was just the once," I growled. "Them or get caught."

He licked his lips. "Fucking laugh though, hooked up with a  couple of guys," he smirked.
 
"I don't want to fucking know."

Jay looked into the tent. "What about those guys?"

I looked over his shoulder, "They're do fine. I really don't give a fuck as to what we end up looking like. They just need to be guys."

We ducked inside, and the two guys looked over. The guy in red looked me up and down and returned to watching the screens. They were both leaning on railings, something I could use. "Step back," I whispered and started to rub my hands together. The air around me started to crackle with energy; sparks of electricity jumped between my fingers as I reached out of the railings. A blue arc grounded itself to the railings, and the screens flickered. The two guys convulsed as the energy flowed through them, then it was over.

"Sweet," Jay cried as he walked over to the two as they laid across the railings; arms hanging limply. "Is it safe?"

"Yeah, all the energy has been grounded now."

Jay looked between the two of them, "Any preference?"

"No, we just need to disappear."

He looked at them again and then pulled the white polo shirt over the guys head revealing his back. "This one looks older."

I pulled at the red shirt of the other guy, his back was broad with a nice tapered torso. I glanced to my side, Jay was already pushing himself into the other guy. His arms--up to his elbows--were in the guys back. He ducked his head down as he pushed in further, the guys body spasmed as Jay disappeared inside.

It was my time, I could hear shouts outside the tent. I traced my palms across his relaxed lats and pushed; they slipped inside, and I eased them down inside his arms. I bowed my head and followed my arms into the guys back; stepping forward I felt myself being pulled into his lower body. Stretching I found my way into all the available space within the guys body.

I let out a groan, a deep unfamiliar sound. Then a felt a slap to my back; it left a stinging sensation, and then I head a voice. "Come on Simon, wake up you tosser." I straightened up, and pulled the shirt back over my head.

Blinking I looked towards the voice, he stood there a big grin on his face as he felt a pec through the white polo shirt. "Tony, you fucker," I muttered. Simon's memories were already available to me. He was twenty-three, a builder and labourer which explained his strength. Tony was twenty-five, a plumber.

My thoughts where broken by a noise outside--shouting. I elbowed Tony and relaxed against the railings again. Two security guys ran into the tent, they looked us over suspiciously. "You seen two kids come in here? About seventeen years old," one asked.

I looked at Tony. "No mate, just us." The two radioed in and left the tent.

With a grin I raised my hand and high-fived Tony. "Looks like these guys are here all weekend," Tony told me.

"Yeah, fucking great. Sharing a tent with a little grunt like you."

He playfully punched me into the side and pulled his mobile from his pocket. "Got the number of that girl by the beer tent," he chuckled. "I recon she'd be up for it, if not--" his grin widened, "with Tony inside her, you'd be in for a good night."

I paused pushing my tongue into my cheek thinking it over. Simon's voice muttered in the back of my mind, he was a dirty fucker--bed anything for a quick blow-job or a screw. Tony and Simon had been friends for a couple of years now, and he knew if I kept in character I'd be up for it. "Fuck it Tony, your such a perv. Go get her, and don't waste time asking her--just get in her and come find me."