For a story about musicians, there was a surprising amount of dicking around. And I do mean dicking around. There was so much on-stage fucking/pseudo-fucking I don't even know if there's time for actual music-making. I mean, apparently Brett can play perfectly while pseudo-fucking, but Heath's a sin...
A delightful rockers short story. I loved how the photo was worked into the story, and I thoroughly enjoyed the building-up of tension until that point. Heath and Brett were hot together, and it was fun how clueless Heath was--even about the reasons behind his own reactions.I'd love to see another...