Monster Band Part Three: Gibbs the Minotaur (complete)

    The school I work at has been struggling with funds long before I arrived. The previous band teacher had quit over such frustrations. I was left with barely any instruments in the classroom, and I knew most of my students wouldn’t be able to afford to get one of their own. So I had started the Give a Note fundraiser. 

    The fundraiser didn’t quite take off, so I started using my own funds to order to afford new equipment and supplies for the band room. Of course, this led me down a road where I had to take on an extra job. A friend I knew helped me become a cam model, she gave me the equipment and advice on how to get started. So I stripped and did various other erotic things on camera for extra money.

    A few years after I started the fundraiser, I was holding an event in the park. Some of my band kids were playing and showing off how crappy the instruments we had were. I was also selling baked goods in the hopes of attracting people, but pickings were slim.

    I was getting ready to tell my kids to go on home when a shadow was cast over my booth. I looked up, seeing a tall, dark Minotaur standing over me. He was handsome and quiet, and he was looking over one of the old dented trombones on display. 

    “This was my old school,” he told me. “Do they still have the old baby grand there?”

    I laughed. “I’m sorry.” I shook my head. “They sold it long before I got there. I think they actually auctioned it off because someone famous who played it used to go to the school.”

    The Minotaur looked horribly offended. “So there’s no piano there anymore?”

    “A relic,” I sighed and let my shoulders slouch. “But it’s one of the better items we have.”

    His name was Gibbs and we talked for a long time and he told me he had a whole cache of instruments he’d collected through the years he’d love to donate. So we set up a meeting time and I went over to his house. 

    Once in his home, I was shocked to discover Gibbs was the famous person from the school. He had been in the band Saturn during his younger years. I tried not to act too shocked, but unfortunately, I let it get the best of me. I may have freaked out a bit, but he still donated all the instruments he could for the band room, including a new piano. Afterward, he continued to help my music fundraiser grow and we worked together quite closely. 

    We got married a few years after we met. It was a small private ceremony in the club he played in. Just a few close friends and family members. Instead of taking a honeymoon we asked for donations to the charity.

    One morning I woke up and found Gibbs mulling over his phone. He had a pinched look to his face and his eyes only looked away as the screen went black.

    “Honey?” I rolled over and lazily kicked my leg out, placing it in his lap. “What’s wrong?”

    Gibbs sighs and rubs my leg. “Nothing,” he grumbles. “Or well, something but I’m not sure what to make of it.”

    I pull my leg back and sit up, leaning into his side. “What’s the something?” I kiss his shoulder and he tosses his big head.

    “I got a message the other day from  Nyx.” He expression is serious and his eyes look almost completely black. “Now, I got one from Peri.”

    “Oh.” I sit away from him and place my hand over his. “Is everyone ok? No one has gotten hurt or...worse have they?”

    Gibbs smiles as he turns to look at me. “Everyone is fine. That’s kind of the problem.” He touches my cheek and brushes my hair from my face. “They want to get Saturn back together.”

    I gasp and grab hold of his wrist. “Whoa! That’s huge!”

    Gibbs huffs. “I’m not exactly sure how to take it, really.”

    “Why?” I move into his lap and snuggle against his chest. “I know you were heartbroken when it all happened. Are you afraid of getting hurt again?”

    He looks away and frowns. “A little. But the fact both Nyx and Peri messaged me. I don’t know-” His nostrils flare as he huffs. 

    “You’ve got time to consider everything, right?” I brush my fingers against his cheek.

    “I suppose,” he huffs. “Peri said he’s been talking to Argo, but who knows what Pope and Desi will say.”

    I rise up and grasp his face between my hands. His cute, soft face makes me melt every time but I know I have to keep a serious look. “Just think about it. You don’t have to think of it as a yes or no question. Consider how you feel and what you want. I know you miss your friends and playing music with them, but is that the life you want again?”

    Gibbs looks into my eyes and places his large hands over mine. “What about you?”

    “What about me?” I ask. “I’ll do everything I can to support you.” I grin at him. “I’ll be a your groupie if I have to.”

    Gibbs snorts and laughs. “Don’t call yourself that.”

    I kiss him and wrap my arms around his neck. “I want you to be happy, Honey,” I say as his thick arms envelop me. “You’ve done so much for me, let me help you with this.”

    Gibbs squeezes me tight and burrows his face into my neck and hair. 

    “You don’t have to answer them right away. Just think for a bit.” I pull back and kiss him again. “Now I’ve gotta get to work.” I try to get up, but Gibbs holds me fast. “Ok now, big lug,” I laugh. “I need to get ready.”

    “Just a bit longer,” he nuzzles to my cheek.

    I smile and cradle his head. “Ok, but just a bit.”

    After school lets out, I go to meet Gibbs at the nightclub where he plays. We usually hang out for a bit and have dinner together there. When I walk into the club though, I see Desi is standing with Gibbs talking to him. Both seem quite serious.

    Desi owns the nightclub with Gibbs. The two have been best friends since they were kids and raised in foster care together. They were adopted together as well and had learned how to play instruments for their church choir. 

    Desi looks over his shoulder as I walk in. “Ah, Mimi, sorry I may have to hog your husband for a little while.”

    “That’s fine,” I say with a quiet voice. “Is this about Saturn?”

    Desi grimaces, but Gibbs sighs. “Yeah. We’ve been weighing out options.”

    I sit down beside Gibbs at the piano, and I put my hand on his thigh. “So did Peri and Nyx contact you too?”

    Desi scoffs. “Peri did. Haven’t heard anything from that braggart.” He then grimaces and crosses his arms against his chest. “Heard from Pope though. He said he’s willing to go back.”

“His girls are probably old enough now,” Gibbs says with a nod.

Desi then turns to me. “And what about you? What do you think?” He tilts his head to the side and his frills stick out a little bit.

“Me?” I point at myself then frown down at the keyboard. I stare at the black and white for a moment. “I want Gibbs to do something for himself.” I poke a key. “Whatever makes him happy, that’ll make me happy. I’ll do whatever it takes, no matter what he chooses.”

“God, you married people,” Desi grumbles. He then smacks one of Gibbs’ horns. “Have you even told her you’ve been thinking about kids?”

“Gibby?” I turn and stare up at him. “Kids? Really?”

“I told you that in confidence, asshole!” Gibbs snarls at him. His hands then fall on my shoulders. “It’s just a thought. I didn’t know if it was an idea or a want, so I was trying to think things out. Now, this has popped up and I’m well…”

“This is why you’re hesitant,” I whisper. “You can’t tell which you want more: Saturn or a baby!” 

“Choosing Saturn means being gone a lot, maybe even going on tour. Not to mention the rigors of putting a new album out. And I can’t ask you to stay away from the school. I also don’t want you pregnant and having to run around the world on tour with me. So…” His ears go flat against the back of his head and he looks down.

Desi huffs. “I’ll uhm...I’ll go get you two your food.” He walks away, probably happy to be away from this heavy conversation. 

“So it’s either baby or band?” I ask.

“It’s what you want too,” Gibbs cups my cheek. “This decision is for both of us. Because no matter what option I want, it’ll affect you the most.”

I move in closer to him and put my arms around his thick waist. “You big dumb lug,” I grumble. 

His warms hand rubs up and down my back. “If I’m being honest, I really want both. I want my band back and a baby.”

I look up at him and pet down his chest. “Then, maybe, can you take the night off?”

His ears perk up and he tilts his head to the side.

“If we start for a kid now we can have them before you have to go on tour. Then after your tour, you’ll take a long break to spend with us.” I frown up at him. “Working on a new album can wait, right?”

His eyes are big and bright. He grabs me up tight in his arms and starts to cry.

I chuckle and hug him back. “Oh come on now.”

“Oh no he’s crying,” Desi huffs. “Why is he crying? What’d you do Mimi?”

“Sorry, Desi.” I shake my head. “Gibbs wants his cake and to eat it too.”

Desi’s frown deepens and his frill shiver. “So what the hell is that supposed to mean, Mimi? You’re going to try and get knocked up before the band gets back together?”

I grin at him.

Desi slouches. “Oh come on!”

“It’s what I want,” Gibbs murmurs as he lifts his head. “I want a baby with Mimi and I want them to see me on stage like I used to be.”

Desi rolls his eyes and tosses his head side to side. “Ugh fine.”

Gibbs stands up, holding my hand tight. “Thanks. I knew you’d understand.”

“Wait, where are you going?” Desi snaps after us as we head towards the door. “Why are you leaving now?”

“Gotta get started,” Gibbs smirks.

“You horny old man!” Desi roars as we leave the club.

I’m a bit nervous. Gibbs and I had discussed kids early on in the marriage, but that felt like such a long time ago. We never brought it up again, but I guess it had been on the back of his mind all this time. I’ll admit, I had been thinking about it too. A cute kid like Gibbs running around and making a mess of things. I’ve dealt with worse kids in my career, I could handle a baby Gibbs.

Once at home, we look at each other and for some reason there is a hesitance. Gibbs goes to reach for me but stops and pulls his hand back.

“What if I’m too old?” He suddenly grumbles.

I furrow my brow. “For what?” 

“For being a father.” He walks over to the sofa and sits down. “Going back to Saturn.”

I sit down beside him. “You’re never too old.” I pet his hand. “You still fuck me like a twenty-year-old.”

He snorts and his ears flutter. “Mimi!”

I place my palm in his lap. “You’re a big, strong, sexy guy,” I moan to him. “You’ll make an excellent father. You still perform every night in the club and people love to see you. So don’t say you’re too old for Saturn.” I sit up and pull off my sweater. I straddle Gibbs’ thigh and press my knee to the growing bulge in his pants.

“Did you think you were too old when you met me?” I smirk.

He shakes his head slowly as he puts his hands on me. 

“That’s right.” I kiss him and push him down onto the sofa. I sit on his belly and take off his shirt. I pull up my skirt and then move to place myself over his face. His warm, rough tongue laps at my panties.

“Mm, good boy,” I squeeze my thighs around his head and hang onto his horns for balance. His nose ruts to me and his hot tongue continues to lick at my panties.

His fingers push my underwear side and I feel him directly against my slit. His fingers knead into my ass while his tongue slips inside me. I grind against him, hearing him groan and grunt from between my thighs. 

I glance over my shoulder, seeing his cock was straining hard against his pants. I sit away from his face and Gibbs gasps for breath, although I know he’d prefer to not have his breath at all.

I lay on Gibbs chest as I unfasten his pants. His cock springs out, nearly hitting me in the face. “Oh my, you’re really feeling it tonight.” I lick up his shaft, moaning against him as I do. “You must really want it.”

Gibbs grunts and pants. “Please.”

I stand up, removing my remaining clothes. “Please? For what?” I lick my fingertips. “What does my big bull want?”

Gibbs trembles as he sits up. “Just you.”

I bite my lip. “There must be more to it.” I slip my fingers under his chin. “Tell me, what do you want before I let you have me?”

Gibbs takes a shuddering breath. “Make me.”

I grin and grab Gibbs’ cock. “Follow me then, Honey.” I take him to the bedroom where I make me kneel on the floor. I open up our special drawer and take out his blinders. It’s a bridle that fits around his eyes and mouth where his eyes are covered and there’s a bar through his mouth. I kiss his cheek and notice his cock is starting to ooze precum.

I then take the cuffs and bind his arms behind his back. I kiss his shoulders and neck and a big grin is starting to spread on his face.

“Seeing you now,” I purr, “it’s hard for me to take you seriously when you say you’re too old.” I slap his cheek and he lets out a pleasured cry. “Apologize to me.”

“I’m sorry,” he groans. 

I kiss him and kick down his neck. “Now, stand up for me.”

He does and I slap my hand against his thigh. His knees tremble and he grunts deep in his throat. I strike his hip and rub my body against him. I kiss along his ribs and grip his ass hard. I dig my sharp nails into his flesh and bite him.

I spank him, watching as his knees get weaker and weaker each time. Seeing this massive bull grow so pitiful for me has always made me feel powerful. The fact we were compatible like this made our love life even sweeter.

I slide my fingers along his shaft. “Now,” I purr. “I think you’re ready.”

Gibbs breathing is deep and fast. He nods his head eagerly.

I shove him and he topples onto the bed. I climb on top of him, rubbing my slit against his tip. I’m eager to end our playing and just get straight to it, I can tell he is too. I slowly ease myself down upon him, proud of myself for being able to take his monstrous cock like a champ.

“Oh,” I moan as he stretches me. I bite my lip and claw down his chest. “That’s my good bull,” I purr for him.

Gibbs rolls his hips, grinding himself inside me. We’ve not fucked raw in such a long time. I had forgotten how hot he gets. I move slow at first, savoring this moment while I could. I bounce and grind against him, feeling his pulse before I rose. 

I remove his blinders, tossing them aside so I can look into his beautiful, dark eyes. He pants and moans, rutting his hips to meet me. We’re both moaning and sighing. I see in his eyes when he’s close and I can feel mine building as well. The hot spike that just through my core and to the top of my head. I shiver and squeeze all around him, letting him release his seed into the deepest parts of me. I still then, gasping for breath as I feel his heat overpower me.

I fall to his chest, laying my head so I can hear the furious hammering of his heart. After a few moments, I release his hands and he wraps me up in a tight embrace.

“That was amazing,” he pants.

I grin and kiss him. “Too old to go again?”

“Never.”

The next morning, Gibbs agrees to meet with Peri and Arlo and promises to try and drag Desi along. They talk for ages and come to a sort of standstill for the time being. Arlo and Peri are going to handle a lot of grunt work in order to get everything moving. Meanwhile, Gibbs and I continue to try for a baby.

Two months later, Nyx delivers some big news. He’s gotten Saturn a chance to play at an award show. They’re first major show since they broke up ages ago. Well, it’s great news, but I felt like the news Gibbs and I was even better. We were pregnant, just at the nick of time.