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Without You I'm Nothing (Chapter 39 up now!)	By : urbanephoenix Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Placebo Views: 5829 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is purely a work of fiction! I do not know any members of Placebo or their families, and I do not profit from these writings.

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A/N: Sorry for this taking so long. Had a rough week. Next one will not take a week. Enjoy.
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STEFAN.

Stef woke up the next morning feeling so relaxed. That was, until he looked at his alarm clock. Blurry red LEDs flashing at him. Once again, he and Brian were going to be late for school.

Getting up, the blonde looked down at his friend, laying so peacefully wrapped in the blanket. His mind flashed back to the night they’d just spent together.

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“You may have to turn over,” the black haired boy whispered, not wanting to kill the mood. “you’re a little big for me.”

“Oh you know it, baby.”

Brian smiled. “You know what I mean,” he giggled. “even on your back you’d be a little too much.”

Stef flipped onto all fours, pinning the smaller boy beneath him. “My only regret is I can’t watch.”

Brian crawled out from underneath his friend and positioned himself behind him.

“You have done this before, right?” the blonde asked.

“Sure...”
///

Stef pulled out his school diary, looking for his timetable to see if they could afford to be late. Gym first, they’d be fine. “CASUAL DAY” had been carelessly scrawled across the ‘Monday’ box. Looking for something to wear, it occurred to Stefan that the only clothes Brian had on him were coffee-stained, and certainly not something he could wear to school, casual or not.

“Morning.” The smaller boy yawned, smiling and looking up at him.

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Stefan took in a deep breath as he felt pressure pushing against him from behind.
The blonde gritted his teeth, Brian felt much larger than he’d imagined. He closed his eyes, trying to block out the memories which were flooding back thick and fast. No, this was different, this was Brian. Just relax, it was ok.

Brian could tell something was wrong. “You ok?”

“Fine, just...”

He pulled out slowly, pushing back in even slower.

“No, that hurts more,” Stef mumbled. “go for it, I’ll manage.”
///

“You need to get up.” Stefan grinned, pulling a blue t-shirt over his head.

“What are you doing?” Brian frowned. “Don’t we have school?”

“Uh yeah about that. It’s casual day. What are you going to do?”

Brian frowned as though deep in thought. Stef loved looking at him like this. He looked so determined, so sophisticated. “Don’t you have anything I could borrow?"

Stefan laughed. “None that’d fit!” he tugged on some jeans, and searched through his closet for shoes. Maybe they could stop by Brian’s place before going to school? That’s when he noticed it. “Actually, I do have something!”

BRIAN.

Stef pulled out a cardboard box which Brian could see was full of folded clothes. Clothes which looked like they hadn’t been touched in ten years.

“You want me to wear clothes from when you were in primary school!?” he asked, appalled.

“Well, there’s that option. Or you could try and break in ‘coffee stain’ fashion.”

***

Walking to school, Brian was actually not feeling too bad. The clothes he’d borrowed from Stef fit him perfectly (“Ha! You’re the same size I was when I was 8!” the blonde had mocked) and didn’t actually look too bad. Sure, Brian wouldn’t usually have worn a bottle green, short sleeved shirt, white washed jeans and thongs, but it was better than the alternative.

They walked in silence, the black haired book looking up at his friend lovingly.

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Taking the hint, Brian didn’t hold back. Grabbing the blonde by his slender hips, he pulled him back hard, impaling him deeper on his erection. Ignoring the soft groans coming from Stefan’s mouth, the black haired boy kept going. He’d waited so long to do this. He’d had his doubts his friend would be up to it, but it certainly seemed that wasn’t an issue any more.

He started thrusting harder; Stef was so tight Brian was finding it hard to pace himself. Gripping the blonde tighter around his waist, the smaller boy’s hand brushed over his scars making Stefan shiver slightly. Quickly readjusting, Brian finally got the position he’d been looking for.
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By the time they made it to school, gym was over and music class was about to begin. The teacher needlessly reminded the class they all had to arrange a time to perform their pieces on Friday. At last, Brian was confident he and Stef would be able to pull it off. He was far more nervous about their public performance on Wednesday night. That was the real test.

STEFAN.

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Stef involuntarily bucked his hips as he felt Brian push inside of him, brushing against his prostate. God that felt good. ‘Do it again, do it again...’ he thought to himself. His prayers were answered, waves of pleasure ran through the blonde’s body. All fears he had at the start were now gone and instead he just wanted more; he didn’t want it to end.

Sweat was dripping from his brow, locks of blonde hair brushing in his eyes. Stefan could feel his arms weakening, a combination of the pleasure sweeping his body, and the fact he was resting almost his entire body weight on them. His elbows gave way, forcing the his head to crash into the pillow. Simultaneously, he felt Brian thrusting directly at his sweet spot, now possible with the new (and accidental) position.

His eyes widened and he let out a soft gasp, trying to hide his pleasure, last longer. Stef suspected he gave himself away though when he felt Brian start thrusting harder, pushing him apart and digging his fingernails in, gently scraping them up the blonde’s sides.

He let out a moan, louder than he’d intended. It was becoming harder to control himself.
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The pair only had two more classes in which to work out their routines, making Stef even more pleased he’d arranged the ‘gig’ with Randy. He wasn’t sure what to expect from Wednesday night, but at least it would give them a chance to perfect their act before assessment. He was confident in their musical abilities, but performing was something else entirely.

Picking out their favourite practice room (the one they’d ‘got busy’ in the previous week), Stef sunk into a flimsy plastic chair, and started strumming his guitar.

BRIAN.

Brian grinned as his friend burst into the opening bars of the song that was now known as ‘I Know’.

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He couldn’t have been happier; Stef was turning to putty in his hands. He must be close. Brian ensured he kept thrusting the same way, the way that made his friend moan and his back arch. It was just too easy. Brian ran his hand down between Stef’s legs, grabbing hold of his throbbing cock. No sooner had he done so, did the blonde’s entire body tighten as he came hard into his palm.

Brian grinned, it was something he so rarely got to experience, and enough to push him over the edge.
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“That was a productive lesson for a change!” The black haired boy smiled as the pair made their way outside for recess. “I can’t remember the last time we actually played music in music class.”

Stef laughed. “We’re on holidays next week, I figure the least we could do is go out with a bang.”

Brian hadn’t thought about the holidays. It was only a two week Autumn break but what was he going to do? He didn’t fancy spending his time divided between work and home. How depressing. “Hey uh, Stef?” he asked nervously.

“Hmm?” the blonde was scribbling something in his diary.

“Would it be ok if I stayed with you for the holidays? I mean, you’re not moving out until after, right?”

Stefan looked up and smiled into his eyes. Oh how Brian loved that smile. “That would be amazing.”

The smaller boy let out a sigh of relief. Maybe the break wouldn’t be so bad after all?

STEFAN.

Come Wednesday afternoon, Stef couldn’t remember the first two and a half days of the week. Monday, Tuesday and most of Wednesday had morphed into one uneventful day in his mind, and now all he could think about was what was to transpire that evening. The first time he and Brian would be playing their songs to an audience. A real one.

He had planned on waiting for Brian after school, but he had to get to work. The whole time the blonde fidgeted nervously with tapes, dropping a box of promotional material.

“Stef, are you ok?” Randy asked, helping him pick up the rolled up posters now scattered on the floor.

“Uh, yeah.”

The manager smiled, standing up. “Nervous about later? Don’t be.”

“Thanks...” Stefan scooped everything up in his arms, and got back to work.

“Oh, Stefan, what do you guys want to be introduced as?”

It was something he and Brian had talked about a lot but they’d failed to agree on a name for their act. Instead they’d decided on developing alternate personas and letting them do the work, for now. “Oh yeah about that, my friend wants to be kinda... anonymous. So can you call us Briana and Steve? I know that’s weird, but... he’s just a bit-“

“Your friend “Briana” is a dude?” Randy asked, cocking an eyebrow.

Stef couldn’t help but laugh. “Uh yeah.”

“I’m down with that,” the manager shrugged. “oh when you’ve put those up, come help me set up the stage.”

BRIAN.

Brian arrived at Stef’s work just before six to see the small record store transformed into an amazingly compact, but well done-up music venue. All shelves had been pushed aside and the balcony, where the vinyl records were kept, was open, scattered with fairy lights. At the back of the shop was a small stage, no more than five metres wide with a single spotlight directed on it, a disco ball hanging above.

The store was filling up with young punters, most of whom looked not much older than Brian himself. He pulled his hooded jumper over his head, and headed for the back.

Behind the stage was a door leading to a staff room and a bathroom. In the latter, Brian found who he was looking for.

“Here,” he smiled, throwing his bag at Stef. “put this on.”

The blonde pulled out the costume they’d agreed on; the same bowler hat he’d worn for their first performance in class, a black silk shirt and his red jeans. “Why do you have to... thingies of lipstick?” he asked.

Brian laughed. “ “Thingies”? Well, one for me one for you.”

Stef frowned. “I’m not really-“

“Look, it’ll help with our anonymity. Please?”

STEFAN.

Stef didn’t really mind that they were adopting personas for their performance. Anything to make Brian happy. Looking in the mirror he tried putting on the lipstick he’d been given, something he’d honestly never done before. In the reflection, he could see his friend pulling on his own over-sized black singlet. The one that showed off his figure so nicely. “Wont people know you’re not a girl?” Stefan asked.

“You’d be surprised how often the mistake is made,” Brian laughed. “besides, I don’t plan on talking much, if at all, plus I’ve got a few accessories to make the deception more real.”

These accessories turned out to be a large black feather boa, covering most of Brian’s chest, and more make-up than Stef had ever seen him wear before. He wasn’t usually into the ‘girly boy’ types, but the blonde couldn’t deny it, Brian looked gorgeous.

***

The clock ticked over to 6:28 and Stefan was well and truly running on nerves. He could hear that the shop was almost full by now, the buzz from outside was roaring inside his head.

Randy stuck his head into the room. “Ready guys?” he smiled.

Brian stood up, grinning, Stef nooded.

“It is my pleasure to introduce a duo performing for the very first time at Randy’s Records!” the manager announced from the stage, his voice echoing throughout the bathroom. “Please welcome, Briana and Steve!”

BRIAN.

Brian couldn’t help but laugh, hearing himself being referred to by a girls’ name, even though it had been his idea. The pair made their way onto the stage to polite applause from the crowd. It wasn’t a high stage, Brian was only just taller than those in the front row.

Stefan sat on the stool, right of stage and gently plucked the intro to ‘Bruise Pristine’. Brian took a deep breath, hoping they could pull this off.

***

Their ten minutes was almost up and so far the black haired boy couldn’t have been happier. They hadn’t been booed off, nobody had thrown anything at them, in fact, it seemed as though most of the audience quite liked them!

“This is our last song,” Brian cooed. His voice wasn’t deep naturally, but the last thing he wanted was to blow his act at the very end. “thanks for watching.”

They finished on ‘Nancy Boy’, a collective favourite. The audience was into it, dancing and singing along with the chorus, as much as possible anyway. Brian wanted it to last forever and decided to make the most of it. He strutted around the stage, running a hand over Stef’s shoulder, singing seductively into his ear. The crowd loved it, and so did Stef, from the looks of it. As the song ended, Brian planted a hard, open kiss on the blonde’s lips, smudging both their lipstick. It paid off, as they left the stage to enthusiastic applause and cheers. Something Brian thought he’d probably never see.

STEFAN.

Stef breathed a sigh of relief as he collapsed on the floor of the bathroom. They’d done it. They’d only played four songs, but they’d done it. Brian was buzzing, unable to wipe the smile from his face.

“Oh God that was great!” he exclaimed.

“You were great.” The blonde smiled, pulling his arm, forcing the smaller boy’s body down to his level. It was an awkward position for a kiss, but Stef didn’t care. He was so proud of what they’d done. “We’re going to blow this assessment out of the water.”

***

By the time Randy’s nephew’s band had finished (who Stefan quite enjoyed, he made a mental note to buy their record) it was after nine but everyone stuck around. Stef was running on a high, everyone coming up to tell him... well... Steve, how much they’d enjoyed their short set.

“That was very impressive.” a deep voice said behind him. Stefan spun around, ready to thank his admirer. Upon making eye-contact, his jaw dropped.

“Very impressive indeed.” The red head smiled.

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