the WAREHOUSE

Guitar Hero Erotic Fanfiction
The Squeaky Axel Gets the Grease.

It was an awesome show. It always was, on the Guitar Hero tour, but this one was ~~perticuallery~~ partakul- pertickle- especi- really great. It had been the first annual theWAREHOUSE Guitar Hero Benefit Tour and the crowds were electric, the set list was huge, and the guitar licks were thrashing.

Even the band riders had all been filled, from six kegs to twenty-six midgets (each painted with a letter of the alphabet).

Judy Nails was sitting on the staircase lead from the stage to the back rooms, wrapping more grip tape around her chest, letting the huge wave of noise from the last song of the night wash over her. Her outfit for the night was entirely composed of grip tape, and she hadn't used enough. During her set she slipped out of her top, to the delight of the fans and the tabloid photographers alike. Bummer. Perverts!

Well at least she hadn't missed a single note.

Applause thundered onstage. The song was over. Axel Steel stomped through the curtains, a chiseled statue of muscle and guitar skillz. As he passed her on the stairs he yelled "Hey Nails!"...dripping sweat all over Judy.

"Watch it bastard!" she yelled as he stomped away to the keg. She wiped the sweat off her cleavage and licked her fingers.

Pandora was manning the keg and poured herself a nice tall glass in the red plastic cup. Axel came up to her and said "Lemme get a hit of that!" and took the nozzle, sucking down enough to kill a frat boy.

"Whoah there big fella!" Pandora yelled, pulling the tap back. "Pace yourself. You were really rocking out there."

"Hey, the notes come to the line and I hit it on time," he said, eyeing her up and down from her long black hair to her huge black boots, "you were great too."

"I felt like I was on fire tonight. It was almost as good as sex."

"Almost?"

Pandora giggled and ran backstage out of sight.

"Tease," Axel said, dropping his custom axe into the stand by the keg. He took another long draw from the keg. Keg keg keg. Beer.

Beer!

Pandora poked her head out from behind a piece of spare stage set; that big screen that showed the gears turning. She caught Axel's eye, before she stepped out. She was only wearing the tight jeans she was famous for. Her tiny anime style knockers were pointing straight at his eyes. So were her eyes. Pointing straight at his eyes.

He dropped the beer spigot. "Come over here, you Guitar Hero you!" she said invitingly.

The crowd was chanting for more. The show was over, but they wanted an encore. Judy Nails stood up and strode back out to the stage. She was on fire.

Axel walked towards Pandora, stripping off his jean jacket and brushing off the couple of midgets that had been attracted to him by static cling.

Pandora brushed all the cups and crackers off the folding table and laid on it, shimmying out of her painted-on pleather pants.

Axel Steel summed up the scene by grunting "wow" and crawling up on the table, which instantaneously collapsed.

"Easy big boy!" Pandora squealed, "just hit the right notes!"

Judy Nails was electric. The crowd was screaming but above the din rose the rapid fire staccato of her guitar playing.

Backstage, Axel was working on his rapid fire staccato on Pandora.

Judy Nails slid her hand up and down the neck of the custom Fender, shredding a righteous solo. As the lights focused on her and her hands jerked up and down the guitar, the heat and the noise rose. The grip tape was becoming slick.

The energy was vibrating inside her! This was her best solo. Ever. For serious.

Axel brushed a half dozen giggling midgets off his back and continued his percussion with Pandora.

From even deeper backstage, Johnny Napalm watched Pandora and Axel while performing a solo of his own.

Judy Nails leapt across the stage. The grip tape flexed and slipped. All the lights focused on her. She felt drunk; she felt high; she felt alive. The guitar solo went on and on. This was her legendary performance.

Judy hit every note. Red, blue, green green, slide red to green, orange, green, green, green, green, green green green greengreengreen!

Backstage, as Axel played away, Pandora screamed "STAR POWER READY!"

Judy leapt onto the speaker. The house was silent except for the shredding glory of her performance. There was so much noise, all concentrated on her. The heat was mind-blowing. She felt dizzy, but kept playing.

Suddenly, as she twisted around to hit the high notes, all of the grip tape fell off at once. She kept playing, stroking the guitar to the climax of the song.