The small plane sat on the tarmac at the Whitsunday airport waiting for the VIP guests to be loaded. Richie would throw glances at Jon who held Julie a little too possessively. Dave, in response, would smack Richie in the head.

"Quit it, Sambora," David teased. "Don't want Jon to catch you eyeing up his deli selection."

"Shh...goddamn, Lema! Keep your voice down," Richie replied, shushing his friend.

Dave helped Leesha on first, Jon handing Julie up to the first step. "Go on, darlin', keep my seat warm." Jon waited for Julie to board and rounded on David and Richie. "Ok...who's got roaming eyes?"

"Not me...for once," Dave chuckled and clapped Richie on the shoulder. "May Moses bless you and the ass-whooping you're about to receive!"

"Lema..." Jon warned.

"Yes!" Dave replied enthusiastically and grinning wide.

"Fuck off," Jon said, biting his tongue not to laugh at the nitwits.

Dave nodded and ran up the stairs, disappearing into the jet. Jon shook his head and looked over at Richie. "Dude, if you wanna fuck her...just say so."

"I want in on some of that action again, fuck yeah," his friend said. "I just wasn't sure if either one of you was gonna be cool with it."

"You know Lema's up for anything and so am I. We'll talk to the girls once we're at 30,000 feet," Jon replied with a smile and threw his arm around Richie. "They're both pretty damn cute."

"Amen, brother," Richie praised and allowed Jon up the steps first. His eyes locked on his best friend's ass. "Tempting. Very tempting!"

"That's my ass you're talking about, ain't it?" Jon threw over his shoulder, yelping as he felt a pinch on one cheek.

"Nah...thinking about the honey bun I snatched from the hotel."

"Dirty dog liar," Jon chuckled and stepped into the cabin of the private plane and looked around for Julie. He found her having an intense discussion with Leesha, showing off her new set of nails.

Dave raised an eyebrow at him. "Took you long enough. Save me from the fucking girl talk!"

"Someone got handsy," Jon chuckled and threw himself into his seat, buckling the belt across his lap. "Take me to the beach already! I wanna get nekkid!"

"And you wonder why rumors abound in the fandom," Leesha laughed. "A bunch of men...on a private beach...naked...with each other."

"Nothing wrong with a healthy appreciation for the naked form," Richie intoned regally as he settled himself into his seat. "Especially if they got long legs that reach right up to heaven."

Leesha and Julie exchanged looks. "Well," the younger one said, "I'm too short which just leaves..." she pointed at Julie and winked. "That'd be you."

"I can vouch for them," Jon said, raising his hand high in the air and looking excitedly around at the group of friends like a kid showing off his new toy.

"All the better to climb onboard, Rockstar," Julie added with a raised brow. The cabin filled with a cacophony of catcalls and howls as Jon seemingly melted into his seat beside her.

Ladies and gentlemen, this is your Captain speaking. We've been given our timeframe for take-off, which will be in approximately twenty minutes. Our flight is estimated to be around one hour, forty-five minutes and the weather looks clear all the way so we should have an easy flight. The seatbelt sign will stay on for the duration of the flight and a friendly reminder that this is a no-smoking flight. On behalf of the staff, I'd like to wish you an enjoyable holiday whilst on Hamilton Island. Cabin staff, please commence take-off preparations.

The door closed and the steward spun the locking mechanism as one of the female staff prowled up and down the aisle to ensure everyone was buckled correctly.

Leesha glanced around wide-eyed and bouncing next to Dave. "I'm gonna go down under...I'm literally gonna go down under!!" She squealed in delight and slapped him in the chest. "You're gonna fuck me down under, right?"

"But...you know you're already in Australia, right?" Julie chuckled at her friend and received a flip of a newly painted nail in reply.

"Fuck I love freshly deflowered virgins," David growled and fidgeted in his seat. "Anything you want, babygirl."

"Really? Anything?" She questioned, reaching over and gently squeezing Dave's crotch through his jeans. "I could get reeeally greedy."

Slowly the propellers started, increasing their speed as the aircraft taxied down the runway and the familiar feeling of liftoff was felt in every stomach. The cabin was quiet as they climbed higher and higher, over the islands and clear blue waters. They leveled out and all those onboard enjoyed the views below.

"I remember the last time we stayed on this island," Jon said with a smirk of fond memories. "Damn that was a week, wasn't it, D?!"

David licked his lips and waggled his eyebrows. "A week for the books, brother." He met Leesha's eyes and quickly backtracked. "But this one will be even better!"

Jon chuckled and nodded, "Of course, it will be," he said, taking Julie's hand and kissing the back of her fingers, "coz we've got prettier women with us this time."

"I'm gonna find me some pretty little Australian thing," Richie chortled, glancing over at Julie and then Tico. "Hey T, ya think we can find a twin-set again?"

"They were cute ones...perfect tits bouncing as they ran on the beach and played volleyball," Tico reminisced. "Kept my cigar lit and the fire burning."

"Oh man," Richie said, "I wanna get one of them little Aussie girls again!"

"Were they the two that did that thing with the vegetables?" Jon asked, and swivelled in his seat to talk to his friends. "Man, they were deli-OOF!" He turned to his girlfriend, rubbing his ribs. "Baby, those nails are lethal weapons."

"I wouldn't have to use them as long as you eat at home, baby." Julie winked at him to let him know it was all in good fun.

The cabin fell quiet as the couples talked amongst themselves. On and on the silence went, driving Richie and Tico crazy.

Tico looked between the two couples and finally asked, "So what, you four exclusive now?"

"Depends on your definition of exclusive, T," Jon smirked. "Did Sambora ask to get in on the action? Yes, he did. Will he? Depends on how well he can beg these beauties for their attention," he said.

"Hey, Rich...Come to the dark side. We have drugs and no boundaries," David laughed, gesturing to him and Leesha.

"Hallelujah, brother!" Richie exclaimed, hands raised in the air as though praying.

"Hold up, Buster," Leesha snapped and smacked David's chest. "I have standards."

"Oh, ouch, darlin'," the guitarist said, clutching at his chest. "That hurts!"

Jon laughed and held his stomach. "Darlin', you were a virgin virtually yesterday and let a rockstar talk you into sex after knowing him for one night. That's not standards, that's-."

"That's just plain horny," Julie finished for her boyfriend.

"This is why wives and girlfriends aren't brought on mid-tour vacations," Richie said, rolling his eyes and sipping his water. "It's our...man time. When we get to let down our hair and fuck any pussy that we pick up."

"Amen, brother!" Tico agreed as the cabin seatbelt lights flickered and the cabin crew readied for landing. "The most important question though, who's gonna join me on the golf course?"

Leesha and Julie exchanged a look. "You know if I didn't know better...I'd swear these men are looking for an ass-whoopin..."

"Right?!" Julie agreed. "Well, if they want their man time then you and I can spend the day at the spas! We'll be too dazzling for them to want to look at anyone else."

"You need to learn to be more...petty," Leesha replied. "If they wanna hunt for pussy, we'd have zero issues bringing back men half their ages." She gestured a finger towards the guys. "Those that don't need Viagra to stay hard."

A chorus of cries from the hurt male pride echoed through the small aircraft as it taxied up to the terminal. The conversation was dropped as the occupants reached for their carry-on luggage from the overhead lockers.

"In my defense," David said, "I didn't agree to go pussy hunting...so...."

"Nor do you need Viagra," Leesha winked and pressed her ass into his crotch. "I know...you're a good little Jewish boy, aren't you?" She crooked her finger under his chin and he nodded enthusiastically.

"Traitor!" Richie yelled over to him.

"Hey," Jon said, "we all know Lema here COULD fuck a twenty-something with no problem."

"I CAN fuck a twenty-something with no problem," Dave agreed.

Leesha rolled her eyes and poked him in the chest. "You DO fuck a twenty-something with no problem." She gestured between Jon and Dave. "You both do!"

Jon and Dave grinned at each other and yelled, "Suck it, fuckers!" to Richie and Tico and hurried from the jet, tugging their carry-ons and girls along.

Outside, a line of four golf carts waited for them. The island breeze danced over their faces and the staff gave them welcoming smiles. The sky was a pale blue from the summer heat but the breeze was sweet, the smell of rainforest and sea air filled the air.

"Wow," Leesha said, "I had no idea it was so beautiful here."

"It's breathtaking," Julie agreed dreamily.

"Welcome to Hamilton Island, folks," the captain said, shaking hands with his passengers as they disembarked. "We hope you enjoy your stay."

"Oh trust me. We will!" Richie called back.

"Hey...so since you two tried getting me in trouble," Dave called out to Tico and Richie, "You're not riding with us!"

Tico smirked and tossed his bags onto the back of a golf cart. "Fine by me. You kids will slow me down."

Jon laughed and loaded his and Julie's bags into the back of another. "I prefer taking it slow..."

"Not staying in the party house?!" Richie taunted his keyboardist.

"What party house?" Jon laughed, sliding on his sunglasses with a smirk. "We each have our own..."

Leesha scoffed. "Yet you made OURS the gathering spot with the bar and lounge."

"Sacrifices, woman! Sacrifices!" Jon yelled back.

"Yeah, right," Leesha retorted. "And I'm the sacrifice!" David turned to her and opened his mouth, but she shushed him with her hand. "Not one word from the peanut gallery."

Jon laughed and waved her off. "Whatever...we all know you're the sacrifice, babe. We're just too polite to say so."

"Hmph," Leesha said and gestured to her best friend. "Girl, come on. Help me out!"

Julie could only shrug and laugh. "Sorry, babes, but you fell flat on your back into that one." All the guys busted out in laughter.

"C'mon, brother," Richie replied, "No need to be a stickler just because a woman's around. We both know she's a wild one."

"Who says I'm sharing with you, big guy," Julie said to Richie as Jon slid his arm around her shoulders. "You gotta ask nicely."

David and Leesha strapped their bags into the fourth cart and climbed in. "We'll meet you guys at the villas." They took off after Tico after receiving a map to find their way to the Villas, flipping off Richie and speeding away.

"If I didn't know any better, I'd say we're with a group of teenage boys," Leesha laughed.

"Yeah they're pretty immature," Dave chuckled and got a prompt smack to his chest. "Ow! Fuck, babe!"

"You and Richie are just as bad as each other!"

He slid a hand onto her thigh and squeezed. "I'm offended," he said somehow with a straight face. "I thought you liked me."

"Oh please, Rashbaum, you're not offended by shit," she laughed and grabbed his hand, sliding close and kissing him. "Advantage to being a fan for so long, we've seen how y'all are together." She held on as foliage and villas sped by.

The cart wound around the small island from the airport, past the big commercial resort, the white sands of the beaches and the crystal blue of the ocean surrounding the island. "God, I haven't seen such beautiful water in years," Leesha breathed.

"Did I mention this island is adults only and clothing optional?" Dave asked, slowing down to check the map before pulling off the road.

"I think you skipped over that part," Leesha said with a smirk.

"My bad, darlin'," he smirked and parked on the small paved path. "Get your ass in there. I'll get the bags...and think of a way to punish you for your attitude earlier."

"You could always fuck it outta me...or I could nicely ask Richie if you're not up for it," she simpered and ran off towards the villa before he could lung for her. "That's some bottom energy!"

David's mouth dropped open and he slammed the cases on the pavement. "You don't think I got big dick energy?!"

"You ain't got big dick anything with that Tic Tac between your legs!"

"Keep talking shit, Kitten," he growled, rolling their cases inside and grinning as she hopped and skipped out of his reach. "I'll come over there and freshen your breath."

She battered eyelashes and stuck out her tongue with David pressing his lips into a tight line and giving chase to his prey, piece by piece their clothing being stripped away.

*~*~*

Jon pulled the golf cart up in front of their villa and turned it off as a staff member stepped from the front door. He inhaled deeply. "Mmm, I can smell the debauchery already!"

"Welcome, Mr Bongiovi, Miss Archer," the young, tanned male inclined his head toward Julie before shaking Jon's hand. "My name is Sean and I'm here to show you around."

"Thanks, Sean, and it's Jon and Julie, okay?!" Jon said. "And don't bother showing us around. I think I've stayed in enough hotels and resorts to figure anything out. Besides, reception is just a quick phone call away, right?!"

"Right you are!" Sean nodded, chuckling lightly. "Enjoy your stay, guys. I'll leave you in peace then." The young man waved, leaving the card keys on the entry table and left, closing the door behind him.

Already in the close distance, they could hear Dave and Leesha splashing into their pool with the low chuckles of Tico.

"That didn't take them long," Julie commented as she stepped up to the open doors that led out to the infinity pool overlooking the beach and the water beyond. "God, this is stunning!" she sighed happily. "And it's so strange hearing my own accent around me again."

"Happy to be home, baby?" Jon said, slipping his arms around her from behind.

Julie let out a quiet moan as Jon pressed his lips to her neck. "Beyond happy. Thank you." She gently scratched her fingernails through his hair, making him purr against her neck.

"C'mon, baby. Let's see what bikini you packed for such a special trip," Jon rasped, reluctantly dragging his mouth from her neck and spanked her ass.

"The point of these private villas is that," Julie pulled from his grasp and tugged her shirt off, "clothing is optional." Jon leaned against the door frame and watched her shimmy out of her shorts. "Just remember...," her thong came off next and she tossed it at his face, "this trip was your idea...band and all. When you could have had all this," Julie struck a pose, giving him a full view of her naked body, "all to yourself." She winked at him, turned and sashayed out to the pool area.

He smirked and shrugged off his shirt, watching as Julie dived gracefully into the pool. He could hear the cheers from David and Leesha, the pop of a champagne cork and Richie's voice getting louder as he moved from inside the villa to the pool area.

With their pools connected, Julie and Leesha were splashing around, their tits bouncing in the cool water. Dave and Richie grinned like idiots, clumsily removing their own clothing.

"Yeah, baby!" Leesha catcalled Dave. "Take it off, Daddy!"

Dave laughed and pulled off his shirt, revealing the cutest dad bod. "You sure you want this, Kitten?" he asked, running a hand over his belly.

"Every day and night, Daddy," Leesha replied, turning to Julie as they leaned against the far wall of the pool that overlooked their private beach. "God, I haven't felt this happy in years."

"Same, sis," Julie said with a smile. She glanced over her shoulder at Jon, who was watching her from the doorway with a mix of amusement and desire. "Come join us, baby. The water's lovely."

Jon stepped toward the pool, his eyes fixed on Julie's glistening body. "I can't resist an invitation like that," he said, stripping off his clothes. Then, by silent agreement, all three men cannonballed into the pool, forcing the girls to throw up their arms for protection.

"Damn, you guys!" Leesha laughed, her hair flying everywhere. "What's gotten into you?"

"I think it's the tropical heat," Dave said, his eyes twinkling mischievously. "But don't worry, Kitten. We'll take good care of you." He grabbed her hand and pulled her closer, his lips finding hers in a searing kiss.

"Before you boys get out of hand," Leesha piped up, breaking the kiss and gesturing to Julie. "You're the Aussie, sis. You lead, we follow."

"Well...," Julie said, yelping when Jon tugged her against him suddenly. "I guess it depends on what activities you want to do. Adventure, sporty, exploring the--."

"I'm up for some explorin' down under tonight," Jon said, as his hand slid low over her belly.

"I meant walking about the island but...your idea is winning so far," she giggled, gripping his wrist before his hand got any lower. "But back to the original point...there's a golf course for you, Tico."

"Rich? You in?" Tico asked.

"Sure, man," Richie replied, raising his glass. "Just tell me where and when, my brother!"

David rested his arms on the pool edge. "What other kind of...activities? I wanna lay on the beach and watch titties bounce while you two play volleyball."

"If my titties bounce, I'll knock myself out," Leesha said, rolling her eyes and flicking David's nipple. "Besides, you have enough man titty for a show."

"Just don't confuse the normal beaches for the nudist beach," Julie laughed.

Everyone looked over at Leesha and she shrugged with a loud, "The fuck y'all looking at me for?"

There was a murmur of denial through the men.

"You can always remove clothes, hon," Julie offered, "but you can't put them back on if you don't have them to start with."

"Well, personally...I wanna see the island," Leesha said to Julie, "Not a group of forty and fifty-something-year-old cocks for the whole week."

"Hey now!" Jon's outraged comment came from behind Julie. "We got good-looking dicks!"

"But...but debauchery," Richie pouted and stretched out his hands pleadingly.

"No doubt you'll find a pretty young thing to help you out on that activity, Rich," Tico chuckled. "I like Leesha's idea too. Seeing the island should be on the cards."

"And who better to show us around than an Australian stripper!?" Leesha exclaimed proudly and threw her arms around Julie's neck, forcing Jon to back away. "Best tits this side of the Pacific."

"Finally, I agree with the virgin," Jon grumbled goodnaturedly.

"Well, I thank you for the compliment, honey," Julie said, kissing her friend's cheek.

Richie raised his hand as though still in school. "I wanna see your home club, Jules."

Leesha and Julie exchanged looks and fell apart laughing. "What is it with men and tits?" Leesha asked innocently.

"Simple creatures, we are," David replied with a wide grin.

"Speaking of simple creatures," Julie laughed, trying to steer the conversation back on track. "Did you want to go scuba diving or snorkeling? Sailing?"

"Sure," Tico said, "Who doesn't wanna become shark bait?"

"If I remember correctly, T," Jon chuckled, "you chickened out last time we had the opportunity too."

"Can you men stay on track?!" Leesha exclaimed. "Julie's trying to plan our trip. Assholes."

The guys looked at each other then chorused, "Yes, Ma'am!"

"We would love to go sailing and scuba diving," she offered to Julie. "And if I hear one fucking excuse..." None of the men spoke. "You're gonna see this fucking island and not just tits...even if I have to drag you into the ocean."

"Damn," Richie muttered.

"What was that?!"

"I mean woohoo I wanna be shark bait!"

"Come on, girl," she said to Julie. "You gotta find your balls with these men."

"How about I show you the balls I got on a yacht?" David asked Leesha, pulling her against his chest and nuzzling into her neck. "My balls look real nice under a sunset."

"I'll take that without your balls," Leesha agreed. "Dinner and dessert."

"Noooo," Jon protested. "No balls for my girl. I like her undercarriage just the way it is."

"Undercarriage?!" Julie questioned him. Jon grinned and shrugged.

"Or maybe Lema needs to control his little virgin," Tico growled, lighting up a cigar.

"I'm not a damn virgin, Tico Torres," Leesha snapped at the Cuban.

"Okay, okay," Julie said. "How about we plan the rest over dinner tonight? This week is about fun, right?! So let's just have some fun for now."

The rest of the afternoon was spent around the pool, enjoying each other's company but one by one they split off back inside the villas to catch up on sleep and other...physical pursuits.

Before retiring to the bedroom where Julie waited for him, Jon called the main hotel and arranged for simple catering for the group for the first night, opting to stay within the villa's general area for the evening.

The hotel supplied a chef and bar staff, to set up a dining experience for the group in the Bryan's larger villa. This, of course, took David aback and sent him and Leesha into a frenzy of putting on clothes. The pool area was tidied by the individual staff members assigned to the VIP guests whilst the chef prepared the meal.

One by one, everyone reappeared as the smell of barbecuing delicacies wafted on the air. Steaks and seafood sizzled whilst fresh salads were prepared to accompany them.

"Jonny, next time," David started, poking his smiling face into Jon's villa. "Warn me!"

"Oh shit...I...er...got distracted, man," Jon grinned unapologetically. "Sorry?!" he shrugged.

"My fault, D!" Julie yelled from the bedroom, stepping out in a loose cotton frock that finished mid-thigh.

David's mouth fell agape and his eyes drank in the sight of Julie. "Lookin' good."

"Oy!" Jon snapped his fingers in front of David's eyes. "Lema! Eyes up. You got a virgin next door."

"Jonny, can you lay off calling her that? She's not a virgin and I think the next joke will be her breaking point," David confessed in a low tone. "She said--"

"Is Leesh okay?" Julie asked, a frown creasing her forehead.

"I think the joke is just...starting to bother her, I dunno," he replied. "Maybe tell the other to cool it too."

Julie turned to her boyfriend. "Knock it off, okay, baby. For me, please?"

"I guess it's a dead horse now, anyway," Jon shrugged. "I'll stop beating it."

"Thank you," she replied and turned back to David. "I'll have a word with the others for you too, David. Though I'm not sure how much sway I've got with them. This one," she indicated to Jon, "I can at least hold out on as punishment."

"Thanks, Jules," David said and kissed her cheek. "Like I said, the next joke might be her breaking point. If that happens, I'm not responsible."

"Understood. Right, baby?" Julie said and Jon nodded albeit with an eyeroll. "We're almost ready. We'll see you there soon."

Later, as everyone gathered at the Bryan villa, the bar staff was kept busy with creating cocktails. Sean, the VIP guest service personnel, stayed to help serve some light finger foods, consisting of fresh oysters prepared with finger limes and cane sugar dressing, caviar, and scallops on the shell in a garlic butter sauce, before the main meal.

A gentle sea breeze blew through the open windows and patio door. The stars shone brightly in the inky black sky, mingling with the fairy lights that were strung up in the trees around them.

David had created a playlist of lo-fi jazz and had it piping out through the built-in speakers. He offered a cocktail to Leesha and the two swayed in rhythm. Jon took a moment to kiss Julie's neck, both couples enjoying the scenic view.

"Folks, Chef advises that the mains are ready if you'd like to take your seat, please," Sean said to the gathering.

Bowls of fresh salads and baby potatoes were presented down the center of the table for self-service as the chef and Sean served plates of lobster tails and wagyu beef to each of the guests. Local wines were offered to accompany the meals and everyone eyed the spread with watering mouths.

Discussions varied over the meal; business, life, music, no topic was left unturned.

"Excuse me," Richie said, putting up a finger, "Are these virgin lobsters?"

"What was that, Sir?" The chef asked politely.

David, taking the moment to wrap an arm around his lover, shook his head at Richie, who repeated, "I asked if these are virgin lobsters." Three sets of eyes darted from Richie to Leesha, back and forth.

"Rich, don't," Jon murmured, though he was trying to hide his smirk.

"Don't make me come over there to silence you, Richie," Julie added. "Otherwise you miss out on dessert, remember?"

Richie's eyes widened and he nodded compliantly, opting to keep his thoughts to himself. David shot him a disappointed glare and whispered something to Leesha that no one else could hear.

The rest of the meal was devoured eagerly and there were no more incidents with errant thoughts and tasteless jokes of the personal variety. Sean and the Chef had cleared his workspace in the kitchen while they ate and had advised that someone would be around tomorrow to clean the barbeque properly.

Dessert was left in the fridge; a selection of fresh fruit and sorbets, to be eaten at their leisure, which was a refreshing end to a decadent and luxurious meal.

Tico called time on his night first, bidding the rest a pleasant evening with the admonishment of keeping the noise down.

Jon eyed Julie, sending her some not-so-subtle looks until she smiled and nodded. He jumped up eagerly and grabbed her hand.

"G'night, you two," he said, rushing his girlfriend toward their villa. "Mookie, don't just sit there. Two's company, ya know," Jon added with a throw of his chin toward David and Leesha.

"Heel, boy," Julie smirked over her shoulder and crooked her finger to the guitarist. Richie rose to his feet and followed the other couple inside.

"Alone at last," David sighed happily. He stood and stretched his back before holding his hand out to Leesha.

She stared at it for a moment, her eyes sliding in and out of focus. "You sure the joke doesn't stay out here?"

"Come here...."

Placing her hand in his, Leesha rose to her feet and navigated her way out of the jumble of chairs. "I wanted to kill him," she murmured.

"But you didn't and I, for one, think this is far from a joke..."

"He said--"

"Fuck what Sambora says," David whispered, wrapping his arms around her waist. "You, my Queen, matter the world to me. Let me prove it to you."

Leesha's eyes softened at those words and allowed herself to be swept into David's arms, carrying her into the bedroom and kicking the door shut.

~~**~~