This is a work of fiction and is not meant to imply anything about the real Garth Brooks or any of the people associated with him.
At 30 years old, my family thought that I had lost my mind when I made the decision to move to Nashville. After college, and working for eight years for someone else, it was time to live a little even if the decision wasn't the "smartest" one that I would ever make. So I headed for Tennessee, got a small, effeciency apartment, and started looking for a job. From being in the right place at the right time I was able to get a job on the road crew for Garth Brooks! My job was to sell concessions before and after the concerts. This was just too good to be true and I couldn't wait to meet Garth in person.
Living on the road was a weird experience at first, but everyone was nice to me and soon I learned the ropes. The biggest disappointment, after 3 weeks of traveling, was that I still had not had my chance to meet Garth. He was the hottest things I had ever seen and I began to fantasize about him like a 16 year old kid would. I already knew that he was a nice guy but just seeing his sweaty body on stage night after night gave me a hard-on that just wouldn't go down.
One night before a show, Garth strolled over to the t-shirt stand and said "hello". I found my voice, and said, "hey, I sure enjoy the show every night". He said, "you must be new with us, after a while it will get old". I laughed a little and said, "I could never get tired of seeing anything as sexy as you dancing around on the stage". He grinned and walked away. During the concert that night someone came by the stand to relieve me and told me that Garth wanted me to wait for him on his bus. I knew that this would either be a night to remember for the rest of my life or that I was going to be fired.
After the encore, Garth came in, panting, and drenched with sweat. I knew that we had to drive all night to get to our next show so if this was it he would have to fire me right away. I collapsed into a chair and gazed at me for a moment. "This afternoon", he said, "exactly what did you mean when you said that you thought that I was sexy dancing around on the stage?" I looked him directly in the eye and said, "I'm sorry, I truly hope that this doesn't offend you, but...I think you are the sexiest man I have ever seen". I slowly looked up at him awaiting his reaction, he looked at me and grinned.
I went to him and slowly unbottened the western shirt that seemed to be glued to his body. He looked like a man and he smelled like a man. I rubbed his shoulders a little from behind and let my hands roam down to his nipples. I squeezed them lightly and when he moaned, I pinched even harder. I licked the sweat from his neck and his head went back as he enjoyed the feeling of my tongue on his tired body. I pulled off my clothes quickly so that we would both be naked. We heard the driver board the bus and put it into gear, there was no going back now and I had the whole night to experience the man of my dreams.
I bent down and licked around his nipples, tasting the saltiness, and then nibbling harder. He began to squirm beneath my manipulation and a groan escaped his lips. I pulled his shirt away from the confining Wrangler jeans he wore and slid it off of his broad shoulders. I quickly pulled off his boots and his socks but slowed as I reached for the snap of his jeans. I put the tab of the zipper between my teeth and slowly pulled it down. I asked him to stand and I walked behind him and licked his back between his shoulders. I placed my hands on his waist and slowly pushed his jeans down over his hips. His white boxers slid down along with his jeans. I bent down and nipped at his fleshy ass cheeks. I licked inside his ass crack, tasting his manliness. I found his sweet rosebud asshole and lick it slowly pushing past his spinchter. His hairy legs were very thick and masculine and he moved them so I could get in between them better. I ate his asshole like a hungry slut and he moaned with pleaure pushing back against my toungue as I let it enter him.
I grabbed his balls and tugged at them roughly. He grabbed my hard dick and led me back to the sleeping quarters where a comfortable bed awaited us. Garth fell down on his back and I dove between his wide spread legs gulping down a thick, stubby, hard, dripping cock. I licked his head and tasted his precome dripping from the piss slit. He grabbed both sides of my head and began to fuck my face with a power only present in someone who is hot and ready to play. He talked to me as his hips moved and my mouth accepted his thick cock. He said, "Take that big fuckin' cock man, let me shove it down your throat." I lay on the bed being fucked in the face by Garth Brooks. Miracles still can happen!
I licked his belly and got all of the hair on his chest wet with my spit. I raised his arms above his head and licked both of his armpits tasting the manly taste of my man. I bit his earlobe and straddled his body feeling his grind against me. I gently licked his lips and suddenly, he surprised me. He opened his lips and let his tongue snake its way out into my mouth. I sucked on his tongue and breathlessly felt a passion that I had never experienced before. I ran my hands through his short hair and loved the feel of his naked body writhing against mine.
I knelt with my knees above his shoulders. My dripping cock rested on his chin. Garth let his tongue snake out to tast the precome, lifting up his head to get as much of my dick into his mouth as he could. I inched forward and let my cock slide into his mouth. He took everything that I had, swallowing me up to my pubes. I felt the head of my cock inching down the tightness of the back of his throat. I doubled over and kissed his face as has sucked my cock. I bent close and whispered into his ear, "I want you to fuck me, baby". That was all it took, he rolled me over and quickly inserted a finger into my ass. I was on my knees like a dog and he began to smack my ass, making it red and hot. "Oh please", I begged, "please give it to me". He unrolled a condom over his thick sausage and placed the head next to my asshole. Slowly, he pushed it in. I squirmed and shoved back against his hot cock. Once he was all the way inside of me, he slowly began to fuck my ass, pulling almost all the way out and then shoving roughly back in. My dream was coming true. Garth Brooks was fucking my ass. As he began to sweat, I felt the drops fall onto my back. We were both groaning in passion as he fucked my ass. He pulled out and I felt empty and begged him to stick his dick back inside of me. He rolled me over onto my back and spread my legs. I opened my asshole to him to show him how badly I wanted to be filled up again by his monstrous cock. he shoved it back inside. "Oh God", I screamed as I shot a load all over my chest and belly. He pulled out of me and scooped up a handful of my sticky cum and rubbed it all over his cock. He jacked it hard and fast using my load as lube. His head went back and his eyes shut and he groaned and shot all over my chest and face. He was out of breath, panting and his chest rose and fell deeply. He bent down and licked some of his own cum off of my face and then stuck his tongue into my mouth, letting me taste him. Still laying on top of me, his breathing became even as the exhaustion of the day finally overtook him.
We were only three weeks into the tour, but that is another story...
This work of fiction is dedicated to Parker J55 for the inspiration and idea. This story could also be called, "Friends In Low Places". If you enjoy this please let me know. Enjoy ...
On Bus With Garth -- pt.2
I slowly opened my eyes in the darkened room. I felt as if I were moving and I had no idea where I was. I glanced around me at the small room I was in and suddenly, I remembered what had happened the night before. Had it all been just a dream? Slowly I turned to my right to see if I was alone in the bed. There, lying beside me, was the most beautiful sight I had ever seen. Garth Brooks, naked under a sheet, with a raging morning erection. The bus was barreling down the road and my dreams were coming true.
I knelt down between Garth's hairy, muscular legs, and took his hard cock into my mouth. I tasted the swollen head and felt the tip slide down my throat. He stirred in his sleep and moved his hands over to my head, running his fingers through my hair. I began to slide up and down on his shaft, enjoying the thickness of his meat. I heard him whisper softly, "what a great way to wake up in the morning". I played with his thick balls, rolling them around in my hands. I found the warm crevice between his hairy ass cheeks and massaged his sweet spot wanting only to please him. The hair around his delicious hole was wet and curly. For a moment, I left his hard cock and let my tongue find his asshole. I wanted to taste him completely, every inch of him. I pushed my tongue as far up as I could get it and enjoyed his masculine taste and smell. Garth began to squirm around on the bed in pleasure and I loved the fact that I was pleasing him. I placed his dripping cock back into my mouth and inserted my middle finger up into his ass and began to massage. I could tell that he was close and I wanted to make his orgasm electrifying. He began to breathe heavily and moan in pleasure. He grabbed my head and shoved it down hard on his cock until my nose was down in his pubic bush. I felt his hot sperm shoot into the back of my throat. He tasted so sweet and the sperm boiled in my mouth and down the sides of my face. He was right, what a wonderful way to wake up in the morning!
After we both got dressed, I asked the question that had been in the back of my mind since the night before, "What now?" He told me that his crew respected him and that I had nothing to worry about. He assured me that they wouldn't treat me any differently and also asked me to travel with him on the bus whenever his wife wasn't along. It only took me about three seconds to think about the situation to decide that whatever he suggested would be fine. I had only planned on staying in Nashville for a short time anyway and if,by chance, Garth fired me tomorrow, the experience would definitely have been worth it!
That afternoon, the bus pulled into Houston, Texas, and it was time for the work to begin. The crew began to set up the equipment and do the sound check, and I went to work with the t-shirts and other product that he sold. The concert tonight was a big one and other country stars were there too. The one name that really caught my attention was John Michael Montgomery, I sure was anxious to see his show. I got to see a lot more than that though!
After the show, I was waiting in the bedroom of the bus for Garth. John Michael Montgomery's show was spectacular and I enjoyed every single minute of watching him move around on the stage. Any country artist who wears tight Wrangler jeans and moves around on the stage so I can see his tight ass in them is always a turn on for me. When Garth came back on the bus he said that he wanted to shower and that we would be getting company in a few moments and That I was to keep "him" entertained until he was finished. He didn't really explain himself but I did as I was told.
In a few moments there was a knock on the door. Standing before me was John Michael Montgomery in the flesh. I was greeted by those sweet, deep, dimples, and my cock instantly sprang to life. I asked him to come onto the bus. He was quite as he set down, looking extremely hot in his jeans and t-shirt. I quickly explained that Garth would be out in a few minutes and I asked him if there was anything that I could get for him.
John wasted no time in telling me what he wanted. He said, "Garth and I had a chance to talk for just a moment tonight between shows, and he told me that you are one of the hottest fuckers he has ever had." For a second, I was dumbfounded. I look intently into his eyes and suddenly detected movement, I looked toward his crotch and saw him slowly rubbing the growing bulge in his jeans. I could see the outline of a huge cock snaking it's way down his leg. He ordered me over to him and I could do nothing but follow his instructions. I wanted this man very badly and I decided that I would do anything that had to to get him.
He placed his black western boot up on the arm of the couch and said two words, "lick it". I slowly bent down and allowed my tongue to touch the leather as my eyes looked up and watched his face. He loved the control he had over me as I licked on his boot, his eyes slowly closed and he let his head rest on his shoulders. I licked the boot for a while and then moved quietly over to the other one.
John slowly took my hand and placed it upon the hard mound between his legs. I began to massage the hardness snaking down his leg and I was drunk with the anticipation of tasting his solid cock. He pulled me by the shoulders up to his mound and I began to knaw and chew on the mound in his jeans. I found the metal zipper pull with my teeth and slowly pulled it down revealing clean, white briefs. As I unfastened his belt and pulled the jeans down over his hips I devoured the dripping cock underneath the white fabric. Soon it was drenched with my saliva and the taste of his hard meat came through. I was in heaven.
John pulled me up into a standing position and began to slowly undress me. When I attempted to help he quickly pushed my hands away and said, "Let me do it". He unbottoned my shirt and rubbed his strong hands over my chest, smacking my pecs and twisting my nipples until they were red and swollen. He rubbed his smooth hands over my shoulders and down to my abs pulling us together as he did. Suddenly, I felt the moist, thickness of his tongue invading my mouth. I thought I would die. The feeling of euphoria was almost more than I could bear! He unfastened my jeans and let them fall, pushing my boxers down with them. He knelt down and rubbed my hairy legs with his hands feeling the muscles and causing me to lean back in wild abandonment. I felt his lips on my cock then as he took me completely down his throat. I moved my hands to his hair and ran my fingers through it as my penis was moving back and forth in his mouth. His dimpled cheeks looked better than they ever had before with my hardness between his lips.
I couldn't stand it any longer, I pulled John up and ripped his t-shirt over his shoulders. I was looking at the most beautiful chest I had ever seen. I devoured his nipples, biting them hard as he moaned in ecstacy. I licked and sucked on his neck and bit his earlobes hard as he squirmed beneath my touch. Suddenly, he took on the role that he had begun with as he became more gruff and ordered me to swallow his cock. He was dripping with precum and tasted so good and sweet. He roughly began to fuck my face holding tightly to the sides of my head. When I would gag he never slowed down his movements, it just seemed to make him fuck me harder. He turned into a passionate, dominate lover, and my main goal was to please him.
His boots were gone and his naked body was all mine. He sat down and placed one of his feet in my face. I licked his toes making sure the hairs on the top of each one were soaked with my spit. I licked the underside of his foot and up to his ankle where the hair from his legs began to thicken. When I was done with the first one, he gave me the second as he used the first one to massage my cock. His clean foot rubbed my cock and balls as I worshiped him. He looked at me with a devilish grin and said, "Now I want you to eat me out, clean me out good!" He turned around and I saw a tight, muscular ass. I couldn't wait to put my tongue inside of him and taste the manliness that he possessed. I spread his cheeks and slowly licked the crack of his ass. When I found the tight little hole I shoved my tongue sharply up inside of it. I licked around his sweet hole and opened him up with my tongue. I continued to lick and eat letting my spit build up as I cleaned out his sweet hole. He tasted so sweet and he pulled his cheeks apart to allow me better access to eat. I was having the time of my life.
John stopped me and turned around with a devilish grin on his face. He sat back down and grabbed me by the waist, laying me over his lap. He smacked my ass with his hand. He would rub the crack of my ass and feel my hole in between each of his hard hits. He let me suck on his middle finger and then stuck it up my ass opening me up and getting ready for something bigger--much bigger. I began to feel my ass burning as it became hot and red. He left his hand prints all over my butt and I began to squirm knowing what would soon come. He alternated between spanking my ass and massaging my butthole and all of the attention drove me wild!
When he had me sufficiently worked up, he turned me around and made me straddle his cock, facing him. I slowly sat down on his eight inch hard dripping cock, feeling it piercing my insides. His hands were on my red hot ass as he guided me down. When I was completely impaled on his hard dick, he stopped, leaned forward, and kissed me. Not a quick, "let's hurry and fuck" kiss, but a long, passionate, "take our time" kiss. This man was unbelieveable, he was like two men in one. He was the roughest and most compassionate placed together in one lover. I slowly began to move up and down on his cock, feeling his hardness filling me up with each of his thrusts. One of his hands gently began to tug on my cock, milking my hardness. He squeezed the precum to the top and used it as lube to jack my dick while I rode his cock. I watched him as he slowly put his hand up to his mouth tasting my precum. From the look on his face, he loved it. He grabbed my balls and pulled them down just hard enough to make me squirm. Here I was, being fucked by John Michael Montgomery.
As I continued to move on top of him, sweat broke out and glistened on both of our bodies. I pulled up leaving my ass wide open and I shoved back down hard clamping my ass muscles as tight as possible. With every thrust, I could tell that John was feeling the intensity too. I leaned forward and bit his tongue and bottom lip while I continued with the even motion of riding on his huge cock. Without pulling out of me, he turned me around and leaned forward coming up out of the chair that he was sitting on. I was now on all fours and he was behind me fucking me with every ounce of strength he could muster. I felt so full and content with his cock up inside of me and I told him so. I begged him to "fuck me harder", "give me that hard dong up my ass", and "pound your cock into me". He was really getting off by my talking and just when I thought he was giving me everything that he had to give, he pulled strength from somewhere deep inside of himself and fucked me even harder.
I could tell that he was getting close and I begged him to not let up. I wanted to make sure he wouldn't forget our time together. Without any warning, he pulled his cock out and let out a primal scream, "Augggghhhh". I could feel his hot sperm hitting my back as rope after rope of his seed shot out of his red, swollen cock onto my skin. He was exhausted as he milked the last drops of jizz from his dick. I could feel myself tottering over the edge too. I jacked my cock for all that I was worth. I shot my load all over the carpet on the bus, screaming "oh God, fuck yes!!". John put both of his arms around my waist, leaning over me, as we both tried to catch our breath.
Suddenly we heard--"Oh fuck, oh fuck, OH FUCK!" We looked up to see Garth standing in the small hallway of the bus jacking his dick and shooting a load all over himself. His cum shot up past his broad thick shoulder and his breath came in short gasps. John and I looked up at him in surprise and he looked back with a big grin on his face. "I figured ya'll would get along pretty good", he said. I just smiled, wondering who we would be doing a concert with tomorrow night? But that's another story...