I try to keep my stories fresh and vivid, did I succeed? I wanted to create a story in which the main character is a real 16-year-old fan and a virgin in so many ways. It is kind of a tribute to the times when I used to hang out with bands and stuff, although I never took it this far ;) Great to be young and stupid, I say!

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Pairing: Sasuke x Naruto

Summary[New story! The greatest band ever, Poison Black Poison, has a gig in your hometown. What if you get to know its hot singer and things take new turns? Will fans bite your head off? Ask Naruto[SasuNaru, rated M for SEX and language

Disclaimer: I have no rights over the characters or what so ever (do not sue me Mr. Kishimoto), I am just loaning them and returning to the rightful owner (Mr. Kishimoto).

Holy shit, fuck. My idol just kissed me, I am dazed. After the gig I and Kiba take off to get some fresh air. Kiba is amazed and says that the stage show was amazing and the kiss, holy hell, he did not expect it. I brush my lips with my fingers and I do not know what to say.

I see some girls watching me carefully as if I stole something from them. I am perfectly aware that the kiss was displayed on the widescreen for everyone to see. Hell, it is not like I asked him to kiss me…although I surely did not mind. Kiba laughs and says that hopefully Sixxtus did not make me gay. Did he? I wonder. Well, it was part of the show - nothing more.

As we are outside (we and hell of lot other people), we see the band members coming out of the backstage. All the girls scream (and guys too) and we gather around the exit to get a glimpse of them. I still feel dazed but I do not let it bother me.

Then Sixxtus comes after the other members holding his arm over some tramp. He is sweaty and those clothes cling on to him like no tomorrow. It is so erotic when his make-up runs (I almost hymn that one) and I feel myself panting hard.

They are giving away invitations to the after-party…I and Kiba both know what happens there. Those guys choose chicks to bang. Well, there is nothing for us anymore (we are not chicks…damn) - we saw what we came to see. Before I turn around and I let my eyes rest on him.

Suddenly he turns his gaze and meets my eyes. I could drown in those eyes of his. He gives me a little smile. I am so happy. I give him my best smile and we take off. The band members stay there giving autographs and stuff.

We reach the parking lot and decide we need something to eat. Kiba is yawning already and we choose a pizzeria in the corner of Mayhem Street (I bet there is a good explanation behind that name). As we walk towards it, this errand-boy of some sort runs to us. He is huffing and puffing due to his hurrying and we let him catch some air. He takes something out of his pocket and shoves it to me. An invitation, he says, Sixxtus asked me to give this to you. Then he leaves.

I am dumbstruck as much as Kiba; what the hell? Then it hits me; it is an invitation to the after-party! Shit, fuck, shit! Kiba and I almost explode because we are so excited. We get to go to a party with the band and meet some awesome ladies! Now we just need to get to that hotel, Saint Melrose.

We have to call the phone service line and ask for the directions to the hotel (really embarrassing since this is our hometown). We go there by foot since neither of us has a car. Holy hell, the commotion! There are lots of squeaking fan girls and other gold-diggers who try to get in.

Kiba grabs the hemline of my shirt so he would not get lost. This is it; we walk towards the doors that are heavily guarded. We are stopped at the doorway but I flash my invitation, and we get through. We head for the suite in which the party is held.

The door is open and the noise is unbelievable. We step into a room full of half naked ladies in bunny suits or without, model looking guys and bunch of other people like famous actors and stuff. Kiba's and my hands are shaking - what the hell are we doing here?

There on the sofa I see Sixxtus making out with three girls at the same time. Jealousy runs down my spine and I just cannot understand why. I have seen this scene so many times before but this time it is LIVE. My insides cramp. I want -no, I need- a drink.

I and Kiba drag our feet into the buffet area or some sort. I start to drown myself in booze; whiskey, vodka…everything. I am quite wasted since I find myself on the so called dance floor and I never dance. Kiba has found some chick to dance with but I am just by myself - better that way.

I close my eyes and everything around me spins. I am so dizzy. Then I bump into someone. I turn around and apologize. It is him. Fucking hell, it is him. The one looking straight into my eyes is none other than Sixxtus himself.

You came, he says. I just grin, yet I do not know why. Yeah, I came. He asks whether I want to dance. Hell yes. The dance floor is so cramped that we are only inches away from each other. I can feel his breath against my skin, tickling. I can smell the slight alcohol in his breath.

His eyes are a bit puffy and the make-up runs down his cheeks. I raise my hand and touch his cheek, rub some of the make-up away. He lets me do it and just watches me carefully. The amount of people on the dance floor is increasing and someone pushes me against him. Fuck, his body is so warm and soft. I cannot help it; I bury my face into his shoulder and inhale him.

He encircles me with his arms and we stay like that (there is no room to move, remember?). I am getting really dizzy and I feel my legs will give upon me. My body becomes numb and the last thing I remember is someone holding me up.

I wake up on the balcony next to him. My eyes are betraying my vision, but somehow I manage to climb on to his lap. We are both drunk and I do not have a fucking idea which way he leans, boys or girls. I just lean his way and with that in mind I press my lips on his. I almost cum into my pants because of the mere thought.

He buries his hands into my hair and yanks me closer. He slides his tongue roughly inside my mouth and I let him dominate me completely. His moist lips are hot, and fuck, is he a talented kisser or what? Well, he has had lots of practise…He nibs my lower lip and licks it.

He slides his left hand on to my chest and from there downwards. My whole body shakes as his warm hand roams around under my shirt, on my abdomen. I moan and whimper into his mouth which from my point of view makes him utterly horny. He unbuttons my jeans with such ferocity that I feel like an autumn leaf.

He slides his cold hand inside my pants tickling my skin on the way. Then he finds what he is looking for and grabs my member with his fingers. My breath hitches as all the blood rushes south leaving nothing for my brains. He starts to pull my foreskin back and forth with his movements and all I can do is groan. He rubs the tip of my manhood with his finger and it is slick from my precum. He fastens his pace until I burst in my pants. His hand is coated with my sperm. How intriguing.

The amazing feeling of satisfaction and lust turns into nausea as I understand that I need to get that alcohol out of my system. And it is on its way. Shit. I need to…I mumble. Coming up…fuck. Now I am on my knees and throw up everything that I have ever eaten in my whole life. He just strokes my back as I vomit my insides out. His touch calms me down and then I pass out.

I wake up and I do not recognize the ceiling. Where am I? I try to remember last night but my head hurts too much. I sense someone near me, breathing lightly. I start to panic a little now. That someone's arms are around me and the warmth that emits from that person makes me want to nuzzle closer. Yet, I cannot do that. I need to know who this person is.

I turn my head slowly and I meet a pair of cobalt black eyes staring back at me. Holy shit, it is him. I do not know what to do. Why the fuck I am in a bed with him? Did we do something? My breathing becomes shallow. Morning, he says. Morning, I stutter back. You passed out, so I carried you into my room. We did not do anything, if you are afraid of that, he continues.

Passed out…yeah, now I remember. I slightly sigh and he chuckles. Then it hits me. Fuck, I threw up yesterday after he…after he had…had jerked…me…off. Oh my God! My eyes widen as everything comes back to me. He just gazes me with curious eyes and a smirk on his face.

I yank myself up and I notice that I only have my boxers on. I grab the blanket and wrap it around me. Hell, he is only wearing his boxers too. He chuckles again because of my clumsiness and offers me his hand. Uchiha Sasuke also known as Karma Sixxtus, he introduces himself.

He just gave me his real name. Sasuke, I taste his name in my mouth. Uzumaki Naruto, I reply and shake his hand. Well, I think I have to go now and perhaps find my friend and stuff, I tell him. Before I leave the room, he grabs my shoulder and halts me.

Wait, he pleads. Can I have your number or something? He asks. What? Why would that heavenly creature want my number? I just, you see…I might want to call you sometimes or something…His voice is fading away. I just stare at him dumbfounded. It is my first time doing this, he says. I do not usually ask anyone's number but I kind of want this to be an exception, he continues. Then he concludes, that he thinks I am nice and says that he has not met nice people for a long (long vowel there) time.

I smile and grab my clothes. I think I have to find Kiba now. I call him from my cell phone and luckily he answers straight away. Where the fuck are you, he shouts. What? I called to ask where the fuck are you?!?! I shout back at him. It seems he is home and has tried to call like million times.

He says that he tried to find me yesterday and was sure I ditched him - so he went home pissed. Then he had called my mother early in the morning just to hear that I am not home. Was I not supposed to be with him, mom had asked. Kiba had stuttered and said that yes; he just joked around.

He wants to know where I had been. Well…I kind of spent the night with Sasuke…Who?! He asks shocked. Well, Sixxtus I mean. Now he has a first name too?!? He screams. In his bed, I continue. WHAT THE FUCK?!? DID YOU HAVE SEX WITH HIM? ARE YOU FUCKING NUTS? He shouts.

Not so loud, I yell back. No, we did not have sex. I am not gay, we just slept. Nothing else. Nothing else, you are lying you piece of shit, he shouts angrily. You do not lie to your best friend! His words ring in my ears. Okay, we kissed…and…he jerked me off. WHAT!??! Now my head hurts. I call you later, I say - when you are not so pissed off. Then I hung up and head home dragging my feet involuntarily.