ToXic Rain

9

Thirty minutes before the concert that night. Mason was with Nova getting higher than they have the whole time they've known each other. They had smoked two happy sticks and drank two cups of special tea. Probably not a good idea, but Mason wanted to forget the fight he had with Ryan on the bus earlier.

"I feel so alive right now," Mason blurted out. "We should probably go inside the venue now."

"After you," Nova says, gesturing for Mason to go inside first.

"No, no after you mommy!"

Nova grabbed Mason's hand and pulled him inside with her. They walked around looking for a place to hang out, until it was time for Mason to hit the stage with his band. They hid in a dark corner near the bar.

A few fans had spotted Mason, and asked him for a picture but he told them to run along and leave him alone with Nova. The fans got pissed off and started making comments as they walked away. This wasn't like Mason at all. He was never one to be rude to his fans.

"You should of taken a photo with them, baby!"

"Baby didn't wanna! Wanted to be alone with mommy," Mason said, as he started kissing Nova's neck, and running his hand between her legs.

"Baby stop! You shouldn't be rude to your fans. Besides we can play later," Nova said smacking Mason's hand away from her.

"Mommy's being mean again!"

Mason stopped touching and kissing on Nova. He got up and walked away looking for the merch booth. Mason decided to be alone for a few minutes at least. Nova found Mason shortly after he started talking to Frankie, who was setting some more merch out for people to buy.

"Go away mommy! You mean and baby no like you," Mason blurted out as Nova walked up to him.

"Mommy's sorry. Baby, I can make it up to you, but only if you come with me," Nova said, getting weird looks from Frankie and now Trace who had just walked up to the table.

"Did I just hear what I think I heard?" Trace questioned both Mason and Nova.

"Probably not!"

"No, I think I did. You called her mommy and she called you baby. I don't even wanna know what that's about!"

"That's because it's none of your god damn business, Trace. Now walk away!"

Trace flipped Mason off, as he walked away. He didn't know what the hell was wrong with Mason, and he sure as hell didn't want to find out at that moment. The first band was about to play, when Nova asked Mason to dance with her.

Mason didn't want to dance, but Nova enticed him into it with promises of bathroom sex afterwards. After one dance, Nova felt the need for a drink. She went to the bar area and ordered a couple of beers. Mason came up behind her seconds later, and she handed him a beer just after they were set in front of her.

"Mommy looks too hot in that skirt," Mason says between sips of his beer.

"Mommy's not wearing any undies," Nova whispered close to Mason's ear.

"Mommy's being bad, ooo!"

"Maybe baby should punish mommy."

Mason grabbed Nova's hand and pulled her towards the bathrooms. This time they went in the men's room, quickly entering the handicap stall. Mason wasn't sure how much time they had, so he thought a quickie would hold them both for awhile.

Nova watched as Mason unzipped his pants, and slid them down to his ankles. He started shaking as he pulled his manhood through the hole in the boxers. Nova thought nothing of it, as Mason pushed her down on her knees.