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Chapter Four - Hanging With the Band

Our Thursday club session should have started by now but Yuki's absence delayed it. She typically showed up last since her final class took place on the other side of campus, but she was extra late today. Haruhi's nervous pacing threatened to create a trench in front of the whiteboard.

Based on my interaction with Yuki yesterday, I had a pretty good idea who was currently occupying her mind — and her mouth: Koji Akiyama (the lucky bastard). I closed my eyes and relived my last interaction with her. Kneeling before me, wearing only kneepads, Yuki Nagato sucked me into a transcendent state of bliss before gently bringing me back to Earth again. To ensure she'd captured every last drop of my semen, she sheltered my dick in her warm soft mouth and caressed it with her tongue. When our eyes met, she returned the most profound expression; a mixture of joy, contentment — and power. I'd never seen the girl so pleased with herself. So happy.

Don't get me wrong. Having my dick parked on this beautiful girl's tongue brought me a ton of joy as well, but I sensed she got a bigger rush out of it than I did. Yuki genuinely loved fellatio.

"She's late," Haruhi barked.

I checked my phone's clock. "She should be here in a minute."

"What's taking her so long?"

"Clean up."

"She doesn't have clean up duty this week. I know when all of you are scheduled."

"I didn't say clean up duty. I said clean up." I held up my phone and showed her my countdown timer. "By my calculations, she's already made Koji climax and she's currently guiding him back to Earth. If it's any consolation, Koji is going to be late for his club meeting too."

Haruhi groaned. "I've created a monster." She picked up a black marker. "I don't have time for this." She wrote this weekend's itinerary on the whiteboard.

9 AM - Assemble at the train station
Friday Afternoon - Arrival at the campsite, Set up camp, Prepare
Saturday - Activities
Sunday Morning - Take down camp, Hike back to town
Sunday Afternoon - Take the train home
9 PM - Home

My phone's timer went off just as Yuki Nagato stepped through the door, a pleased smile plastered on her face. She put her cardigan over the chair back, took her seat at the table, and licked her lips.

"Nailed it," I said.

Haruhi pretended not to hear me. "We're going to have a short meeting today because I want you all to make sure you've got everything on your list for our camping trip tomorrow." She scanned our faces. "Is there anyone here that doesn't have every item I put on their list?"

Mikuru raised her hand. "I don't own hiking boots. Can I use my sneakers?"

"Not a good idea," Haruhi replied. "We're going to be trekking up a long, rocky trail for about six hours with backpacks weighing us down. Regular sneakers won't cut it."

Koizumi spoke up. "I still need to stop by the sporting goods store to pick up some tent stakes. I can get you a pair if you'd like, Miss Asahina."

The nude redhead bowed. "Thank you."

"Is anybody else missing anything?"

Nobody spoke.

"Good. Club dismissed." Haruhi took my arm. "Except for you."

"Do you want to go watch traffic?" I asked.

"Nope. We're going to the Rock Club."

"The Rock Climbing Club?"

"No, idiot. We're going to visit ENOZ."

"Bodyguard duty." I chuckled.

"Oh, shut up."

I'd long ago gotten used to being Haruhi's sidekick on these sorts of adventures. I was the Dr. Watson to her Holmes, the Robin to her Batman. We stepped into the hall and turned toward the stairs.

"You know," she said as we walked. "I was talking to Miss Enomoto the other day and she asked me if we were still interested in creating an SOS band."

"I thought you'd forgotten about that."

"Mostly, but talking to her made me consider it again. Anyways, they're having a jam session today and they invited me to watch them."

"So why are you dragging me along?"

"Because I know how much you hate it when I visit clubs alone."

"I told you that I only feel that way about the Computer Club. I have no problem with you visiting a club consisting of a bunch of girls."

"They've got a guy member too now. Just added him."

"Oh really? I though ENOZ was pretty well rounded at four. What instrument does he play?"

"Actually, he's a drummer but he's studying some keyboard riffs. In the meantime, he's acting as the band's technician and roadie."

"In other words, he's doing all the grunt work so he can hang out with four pretty girls."

"Yeah, that's about right." She grabbed my tie and picked up the pace. "Come on, let's move it."

The Rock Club room sat on the other side of campus in the Music building. As we approached the auxiliary room they'd been allotted, bass notes and kick drum beats wafted toward us. The music's higher notes clarified as we approached the door.

We stood and waited. Once the song ended, we knocked.

"Who is it?" came a guy's voice.

Having been trained by Mikuru to offer accurate information in these situations, Haruhi answered, "We are Haruhi Suzumiya and her number one henchman, Kyon."

The door swung in. At the back of the room stood three pretty girls holding guitars and an equally cute seated drummer.

"Hi Haruhi." Lead guitarist Takako Nakanishi waved at us. "And Mr. Henchman. You all know us, but let me introduce you to our group's latest addition, Mr. Takuna."

We turned to face the group's latest addition who'd been hidden by the door. The guy was average height with shoulder-length black hair, a ring in his left nostril, and a leather collar around his neck. Also, he was completely naked.

"What the fuck?"

Lead singer Miyuki Enomoto stepped forward and patted the guy's head. "Takuna here is a profile in perseverance."

"Remember Toby?" bass player Mai Zaizen said.

A smile lit up Haruhi's face. "Your little Schnauzer? He's adorable." She looked around. "Where is he?"

"The school won't let us keep him on campus any more so I had to take him home. When Takuna started pestering us to become part of the band, we told him the only thing the band needed right now was a pet."

Takuna thrust his chest forward. "I told them I'd make an awesome pet."

"I wasn't serious, so I tossed him Toby's dog collar and told him, 'Here's the uniform,' hoping that would scare him off."

He tugged on the collar's silver loop. "I called their bluff."

"We took a vote and decided a guy with that much dedication deserved a chance."

"Interesting." Haruhi pinched her chin and studied Takuna's plumbing. "I think he's a little bigger than you, Kyon."

"He is not."

She reached forward and grasped Takuna's dangling schlong. It instantly hardened in her hand. She turned to me. "It's pretty close."

"Don't get him excited, Haruhi." Mai pointed to a sign on the wall that read, Whoever gets Tacky up has to bring him down.

Haruhi dropped the dick and frowned. "No fair. I didn't know that."

The lead guitarist crossed her arms. "Ignorance of the law is no excuse."

A wide smile formed on Takuna's face.

"Fine." Haruhi released the dick and turned toward me. "Take care of this, Kyon."

"No way," both Takuna and I shouted in unison. His erection deflated like a shrinking balloon.

"Nice one, Haruhi." Miyuki laughed.

Haruhi said, "That is so cool that you guys have a naked helper. I just made our club's mascot go totally naked too in celebration of our club's one year anniversary."

"Mikuru Asahina butt-naked?" Takuna's mouth dropped open and his shaft rose a few degrees. "No kidding."

"No joke," I said.

"We're talking about the smoking hot redhead with the big boobs, right?" A bigger rise.

"The one and only."

Now at full mast. "Holy shit. How do you guys keep your hands off of her?"

Drummer Mizuki Okajima stepped forward and grabbed Takuna's erection. "I'm sure Miss Suzumiya has been keeping Kyon occupied. Rumor has it, he's a handful." She winked at Haruhi before pulling her pet off to the side.

Mai giggled. "And we all know where Koizumi's been channeling his energy."

"Koizumi?" Haruhi said. "What are you talking about?"

"You don't know?"

"Know what?"

"He's been bopping Tsuruya. They make a beautiful couple."

Haruhi gasped. "No kidding? Koizumi and Tsuruya? I had no idea. Are you sure?"

"Sure as Shinola. They've been really active."

"I saw them sneak into a utility closet this morning," Miyuki added.

"They're fucking so much, she stopped wearing panties," said Mizuki. She playfully squeezed the shaft in her hand.

"Are you wearing panties, master?" Takuna asked.

"Why? Are you feeling neglected?" Mizuki sounded like a mom talking to her baby. "Come on over. You can help me play the next number." She reached under her skirt and pulled off her undergarment.

"Be discreet, Mizuki," the bass player told her drummer. "There's a real-life human male in the room." She nodded toward Kyon.

Takuna let the insult roll off his back. He followed Mizuki onto the room's small stage. In what was obviously a practiced configuration, the drummer lowered her seat and reclined her chair back. She let Takuna hop on first. Then she mounted him reverse-cowgirl style.

As crazy as the dual-drummer setup looked, it worked. Takuna sat partially reclined with his hands on Mizuki's hips, his dick deep inside of her, while she tilted slightly forward. His bare feet operated the kick drum while Mizuki's shoed feet remained planted on the ground. With sticks in hand and a huge rod filling her love canal, she had full access to the cymbals and the drums. Though Takuna's nudity remained painfully visible, Mizuki's skirt kept her side of the act somewhat modest.

"What was that song you guys played just now?" Haruhi asked. "It rocked."

"That was a new song Mai wrote," Takako said. "We're about to play one of mine. Want to hear it?"

"Of course."

Takako glanced back at her drummer. "You two ready?"

"I'm fine." She bounced up and down on Takuna a couple times and smacked his leg with a stick. "If you come inside me before the end of the song, you're getting a whipping."

"I hate you, master."

She clicked her sticks together and bounced. "And a one and a two and a…"

The band tore into another song. We watched in awe for two reasons. First of all, the song sounded great. I could tell right away it had major hit potential. And secondly, we were amazed at how well Mizuki and Takuna managed to maintain the beat while fucking. At a louder than average point in the song, she pounded the drums and her partner's shaft with so much ferocity, her skirt bounced up, giving me an awesome view of her feminine wonder getting skewered by Tacky's dick. Judging from her expression, she climaxed two or three times but managed to keep playing.

"Don't you dare offer to clean him," I shouted to Haruhi over the heavily amplified performance.

"Why not?" she teased. "He's got a nice plump dick. Hey, did you have any idea Koizumi was dating Tsuruya?"

I shook my head. "No idea."

We patiently waited for ENOZ to finish their song. After the final drum beat, we applauded.

"May I please come now, master?" Takuna groaned, his balls blue as the sea.

Mizuki said, "Go ahead," and bounced on him a couple times.

"Arrrrrggggghhhhh." Takuna's climaxed drained the tension from the room.

"That's a good boy." She twisted to face the guy impaling her and patted him on on the head.

"Don't worry," Miyuki told us. "We don't plan on making that part of the show."

The drummer dismounted, got on her knees, and took her pet's penis into her mouth for a quick cleaning.

Lead guitarist Takato removed her instrument and handed it to Haruhi. "Are you ready to play us your song?"

"I am." Haruhi pulled the guitar strap over her shoulder, then reached into her pocket and pulled out a sheet full of notes. "Be honest, you guys. This is just my first draft."

Huh? So that's the reason we came here. Haruhi wanted to try out the song she'd been working on.

Miyuki smiled. "We can't wait to hear it."

Bassist Mai added, "We can help you work out a full band arrangement later if you want."

Having finished her cleaning chores, Mizuki joined her four bandmates facing the stage. A head taller, Takuna and I stood behind them.

Haruhi spread her sheet out onto the music stand and played the opening chords. When she started singing, I was blown away. I knew Haruhi was naturally talented at just about everything, but I never heard her sing so beautifully. The lyrics, about love, life, and family, and the intensity with which she vocalized them moved me. When she finished the song, everyone applauded.

Takuna totally loved it. "That was absolutely beautiful." He continued clapping after we'd all stopped.

"You've got to be kidding me," Mizuki barked when Takuna's rock hard dick poked her in the back.

The rest of the band giggled. Takako pointed at the sign. "Haha, Haruhi. Whoever gets Tacky up has to bring him down. Time to get busy."

"Don't worry," Mizuki said. "She's just messing with you."

"I think it's sweet," Haruhi said, eying the plump erection. "I had no idea one of my songs could have that effect on someone." She hopped off the stage, handed Takato her guitar, and knelt before the nude guy. "I don't mind doing my duty." She took hold of his thighs and wrapped her lips around his dick. The girls and I looked on dumbfounded as Haruhi proved that her mouth excelled at more than singing.

Takuna was in heaven. He nearly tipped over a few minutes later when an explosive wave of pleasure rocked his world. Haruhi kept him upright. Not wanting a soiled uniform, she held on tight and sucked him dry. The girls applauded again when she swallowed down his impressive offering.

Though the clapping had ceased, Haruhi maintained her oral grip on the softening dick. Her eyes darted from side to side, as if she wasn't sure what was supposed to happen next. After a pregnant pause, Haruhi released the dick, wiped her mouth, and jumped to her feet. "Thank you for letting me demo my song," she said with a bow before rushing out the door.

I shrugged and walked after her.

"Hang on," Mai said. She lifted Haruhi's note sheet from the music stand and handed it to me.

"Thanks." I took the page and stepped into the hall.