"No! It should start with a B-string!" Brian shouted

"Why the hell would that make it sound any better than with a D-string?" Roger shouted back

"You don't even play a bloody stringed instrument! You bang sticks on-" Brian began

"Like you could even do that! I at least know what sounds right!"

The two were going at it again as Freddie sat back and watched. John had gone out for the night, where he didn't know. All he was concerned about was not getting mauled by the two angry men in front of him. God just don't bring me into this. I've already dealt with this enough for today.

"You idiotic prick! Why would that-"

Roger threw one of his drumsticks at Brian, who quickly dodged it, having it slam into the wall. Freddie sank lower into his seat as Roger went for Brian's guitar.

"Don't you touch that!" Brian growled

"Why? You say I don't know a damn thing about a guitar!"

Brian turned around to face him, rage glowing in his usual calm eyes. "Freddie, tell him he's being a complete idiot!"

Shit..."I..I really do-"

"Of course he's not gonna care! It's a guitar solo, not some musical piece! That's all he fuckin' cares about is if he's gonna be the star of the show!"

Pain stabbed at his heart as he got up and left the room, not another word spoken. He heard Brian's voice raise again, but didn't bother to catch the words. I don't just care about being a star of the show...He hated when fights started, even though he was the main cause of some of them. It just didn't seem right for them to fight so often, especially over little things like this. He sat down on the stairwell and rested his head on his hands. God I hate it when things get like this. Yes, I know I fight, and worse than that sometimes, but I try not to do this to them...He'd tried to be the big part of the show, yes, but that's what the singer is supposed to do. And he really cared about making the music and letting it really connect with people, not just throw out some meaningless piece of junk to shut the crowd up. I do care...Tears began streaming down his face as he wiped his hand across, hoping to stop the flow. Yet, all it did was smear his eye-shadow and eyeliner. He could care less about the makeup at the time, he just wanted the night to be over.

"Freddie?"

He froze. Shit, did they hear me? He covered up the smeared portion of his face and turned to see Brian sitting near the end of the hallway. "You alright? You left kinda, quickly."

He remained silent. "Listen, Roger's gone out to the pub next door. Come back in there, it's not a total train wreck."

Freddie hesitated for a brief second and soon got up, following the taller man back to the room. He wasn't surprised to see a toppled chair, but was happy to see nothing broken, like last time between all four.

"You alright?" Brian asked

He sat down on one of the nearby couches and hugged his knees close to his chest. He moved his hand away from his face, realizing that mascara had streamed down his face on both sides as tears began flowing again.

"Freddie? What's-"

"I do care!" He shouted, "It's not right of Roger to judge how I feel. I don't care only about being the narcissistic bastard he thinks I am! It's...It's.."

Brian sat down next to him and placed a hand on his shoulder. "Hey, it's all right. Roger was just-"

"But what about last time? He said the same thing! I do care about how I look on stage, but I'm not always like that." He paused, "Am I?"

"No..Of course not."

Brian's gentle smile relaxed him. The gentle touch on his shoulder gave him a sort of warmth that helped him relax. He looked into the kind guitarist's eyes and felt a wave of happiness and a sort of awkwardness wash over him. He shifted in his spot as Brian moved closer. God not now.

"Look, we all get like this. Remember when you threatened to break John's hands if he said another word about your cats."

"Bastard knows not to fuck with them." Freddie said quickly.

"There ya go. You wouldn't hurt any of us, just like we wouldn't to each other. Anger does so many things to us and not everything is good."

He wiped his hand across his face again, removing the last of the makeup from that side, leaving a small smear of black near the edge of his eye. He looked back into the soft eyes that were in front of him. Something took over and he leaned forward, planting a kiss on Brian's lips. Freddie realized what he did and pulled back.

"S..Sorry Bri. I..I just-"

He was cut off by Brian pulling him back into a stronger kiss. He was caught off guard by the force that Brian held in him as he pulled him closer. He pulled back, leaning his head on his. "I've waited a long time for this.." Brian admitted.

"Wait..What? You're gay?"

"No! Well, half gay. Ya know what, leave it." He pulled him in again and felt Brian's tongue dance around his as Freddie wrapped his arms around Brian. His heartbeat intensified as he felt his tongue flick around his bandmate's as passion exploded within him. Brian bit down on his lip as he yanked him back into his mouth, wanting to feel the tongue mingling with his own. Brian began unbuttoning Freddie's shirt, as he felt his hands around Brian's mass of hair. Freddie moved his mouth down and began kissing the side of Brian's neck as the guitarist tore off his shirt and tossed it to the side. He rubbed his hands over his bare chest, feeling the soft layer of chest hair that he had. Freddie let out a small moan of enjoyment as he moved his head back for a brief second. He yanked Brian back into a powerful kiss as he quickly unbuttoned his shirt. He felt his eagerness run rampant through his body, yearning to have Brian closer to him. Both of them were gasping for breaths between the kiss as Freddie threw the shirt away and threw his hands behind Brian. He rubbed his hands over his back as he felt his chest against his, their hearts thumping loudly in each of their chests. He felt his crotch push against his pants as he moved his hands down to Brian's waist, not wanting to wait much longer. He unzipped the pants and slid the denim down Brian's legs as he yanked the boxers down, allowing his erection to spring free. Freddie's eyes widened at the length of his friend as Brian worked extremely fast to get his pants off. Freddie felt his tender hands massaged his waist and come closer and closer to his throbbing cock. His pants and underwear were discarded to the side along with the other clothes as Brian grasped his cock in his hands. He started slow, sliding his hand down to the base, causing him to let out large moan that matched the pleasure he felt. He completely froze as he felt Brian remove his mouth from his and place it on the tip of his erect dick.

"O..Oh God." He moaned as Brian took his whole length in his mouth

Freddie writhed in pure ecstasy as Brian swirled his tongue around his whole length. He grasped the side of the couch, his nails digging into the fabric, hoping that it would help contain the satisfaction that was burning in his body. Brian fondled his balls as his other hand was caressing his waist. He felt the most animal like sounds escape his mouth as Brian gently dragged his teeth across the vein that throbbed along his dick. His breath hitched as Brian nibbled the tip. He was so close to climaxing. He could hardly focus on anything. His vision was blurred and he hardly heard anything but the sounds coming from either him or Brian. Suddenly, Brian released cock and left Freddie gasping for breath.

"Beg." Brain ordered

He shook his head, unable to respond. His body yearned for Brain to be inside him. He wanted to feel his cock deep inside him.

"Beg." He said in a deeper tone

"Oh God Brian just fuck me hard! For fuck's sake now!" He cried

Brian smirked. "Get on your knees."

He shakily turned around and rested himself on his hands and knees. Freddie awaited Brian's dick as he watched the tall drummed grab a bottle of Vaseline from under the table.

"Oh...Come on! Fuck the Vaseline and get inside of me!"

"Keep begging!" Brian told him

"Come on..Brian I want you inside of me. Your cock will feel like heaven when you just shove yourself inside of me!"

Freddie watched Brian spread the lube over his throbbing length as he parted his arse for Brian to enter. He placed it at his entrance and quickly pushed in.

The two let out a core shattering moan as Brian shoved himself deeper into him. Freddie clutched the couch as Brian slammed harder into him, sending him forward. He gasped in a mix of shock and joy as Brian gripped tighter, his nails digging into his gentle.

"Beg." Brian said quickly

Freddie tried to speak, but his mind was in a daze, lost in a fog of pleasure and sex. Brian grasped his throbbing cock, earning a loud moan from him as he writhed underneath Brian, who was still pounding away at him.

"B..Beg!" He stuttered out

He paused, leaving Freddie twitching, wanting to finally cum. "No..No get..Get going again."

"Beg!" He growled through clenched teeth

"Oh good God man stick your cock back into me and finish! I need you back in me now!"

Brian slammed forward, sending him and the chair forward a bit. He felt passion and fire spread through his body as a loud moan poured from his mouth as his vision darkened from the power of his orgasm. Brian gripped his waist hard as he came hard inside of him, a scream coming out of him. Freddie felt his own cum sticking to his stomach along with some stuck to the couch. He slumped forward, his body both physically and mentally exhausted. Brian fell forward, laying right next to him. He was covered in sweat, his lips bruised from biting, and his hazel eyes were bright. Freddie gave a gentle smile and wrapped his arm around him, savoring the warmth that existed between them. As he laid there relaxing, he could have sworn he heard the door slam from the room next to them as feet slammed on the floor behind it.

"Brian, I think Roger and John are back."