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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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STEFAN.

Stefan was so confused. How could someone just waltz into his life and have so much control over him? No, ‘control’ was the wrong word. He didn’t really know what it was about Brian, but in three short days he had turned Stef into a different person. Or, at least he thought so.

He didn’t know how the new arrangement was going to work, but he was damn happy to have it suggested. Arriving at school the next day, Stefan wasn’t sure what to expect. Would Brian fire up at him again? Would his “friends” disown him?

“Yo, Stef!” came a voice from across the room. It was Matt. “Hey, dude, did you see that kid we beat up yesterday?” His laugh sent a chill down Stef’s spine. “He looks like crap! Ha! Damn pretty boy ain’t pretty no more.”

“I didn’t beat him up!” Stef protested. “YOU guys did.”

“Yeah but you were there,” Craig piped up. “If we hadn’t you would have. I mean, the shit that was coming out of his mouth! I’m surprised you didn’t.”

“You looked like you wanted to though.” The boys started laughing again.

Stef felt sick to his stomach. As much as he’d wanted (and still wanted, for that matter) Brian to keep his secret, he would never have hurt him, would he? “Whatever, man.” He said casually. “But, we should leave him alone. We don’t need any trouble.”

BRIAN.

Brian tried avoiding eye contact as he took his seat in homeclass. He could feel 30 pairs of eyes all staring at him. Well, 29. Stef was in his usual spot at the back, head buried in his hands. To make an already doomed day worse, Brian had gym class first. It was like school was mocking him. Surely he could get out of it in his condition. Sighing as the bell rang, Brian grabbed his gym clothes just in case his teacher was feeling particularly sadistic. He had already missed class on his first day.

STEFAN.

Stef hated gym class. He never managed to develop any coordination in his tall, lanky body. He hung back, waiting for his classmates to leave the change rooms before going in himself. There he saw Brian, dressed in the short brown shorts and white singlet top, the school insisted they wear. His swollen, sad face broke Stef’s heart. Quickly checking they were really alone, he sat beside him. Not entirely sure what to say.

“I hate gym.” Brian mumbled.

“Surely they’re not making you do it?”

Brian shrugged. “Apparently I’ll get in trouble if I don’t… because I missed the first day too.”

Stef felt terrible. It wasn’t fair. Brian turned to look at him.

“Why aren’t you going?”

“I hate gym too.” He smiled. “Can’t catch.” Stef could tell Brian was worried about more than just gym. His beautiful face, looking at the floor as if his mind were weighing him down.

“Stef,” he murmured, barely audible. “do you like me?”

“Of course I like you.”

“You know what I mean…”

Stefan cringed. He’d known what Brian meant, but didn’t really want to answer. “Do you like me?”

Brian looked at him again, “You know I do. A lot.”

What was he supposed to say? Of course Stefan like Brian, and yes he liked him THAT way, but this was more than he could handle at the moment. “Look, Brian… I am not the kind of person you want to be ‘involved’ with.” His mind was screaming at him, ‘what are you doing!?’ but he knew it was best. “I’m too boring for someone like you. Plus, I’m not out like you are. I’m complicated.”

“And you think I’m not?” Brian asked, raising an eyebrow. “Look, you didn’t answer my question.”

‘Shit’ Stef though. ‘Why wouldn’t he just drop it?’ “Ok, yes, yes I do, happy? I’m very attracted to you, but there can’t be anything between us. Not now, not while we’re at school.”

“I can keep a secret if you can.”

God Stefan loved that smile, that cheeky one that meant the smaller boy was up to no good, or at least thinking about being up to no good. “You don’t want me, I…”
Before Stef could finish the sentence, Brian had locked their lips together, now almost sitting on his lap, arms around the taller boy’s neck. Oh, it felt so good.

“Don’t tell me what I do and don’t want.” He whispered.

Stef snapped out of his love-sick gaze, “Shit, Brian! What if someone walked in!?”

“So?”

“See, this is the problem! You don’t care what other people think of you, I do!”

Brian was getting frustrated, and Stef didn’t blame him. “Why? Why do you care if people know you’re gay? Look, I know it’s not easy coming out, but you’re worried about what these complete ARSEHOLES think of you! Not your family, not me, not good people who care about you, complete ARSEHOLES!”

‘He’s so sexy when he’s angry,' Stef thought to himself. ‘if only it wasn’t me who was causing his anger.’

BRIAN.

He was getting fed up with this. Why couldn’t Stef just be straight with him? “Come with me.” Brian said, taking the taller boy’s hand and leading him to the back of the change rooms. Open lockers created a maze amongst benches, clothes and towels thrown on the floor, a broken light flickering. They eventually came to the showers at the back. Leading the pair into one of them, Brian locked the door and faced his visibly upset friend. “Stef, I know it’s hard, I really do. But you can be straight with me, you can trust me.”

“Brian, we hardly know each other…”

“So you keep saying, yet here we are.” Brian knew where this conversation would lead if he let Stef take control. It would go the same way as their previous ones on the same topic. He wanted to get somewhere this time. “Ok, hypothetically, if other people finding out wasn’t an issue, am I the kind of guy you would go for?”

“No,” Stefan replied honestly. Brian’s heart sank. “I’m usually attracted to far taller boys.”

“You tease…”

Stef smiled as he looked down at Brian, their eyes meeting. “You are gorgeous,” Stefan said, running his hands through Brian’s hair. He loved that feeling, someone running their hands over his body, just about anywhere. “any boy, or girl, would be a fool not to want you. And believe me, I do. But I know I can’t give you what you want.”

“How do you know what I want?” It was an unfair question, and Brian knew it. But Stef, it seemed, wasn’t going to give in that easily.

“You want someone who will love you unconditionally, who will walk down the street with you hand in hand, who will tell the world that you are his and remind you of it every waking moment. In an ideal world, I would be that person. I want to be that person more than anything, but I can’t be.”

“Well, you’re partially right. I’ll take the unconditional love, and the constant reminding of that love, but anything else is a bonus. All I really want, honestly, is you.” Brian planted another kiss on Stef’s lips, standing up on his toes, this one far softer than the last. Holding onto the taller boys’ shoulders, he pressed himself up, this time Stef kissed him back, pushing his tongue deep into Brian’s mouth, making him shudder. “I really think I’m falling for you, Stef.” Brian said breathlessly pulling away. “So much so, I can wait, wait until you think you’re ready.”

Stefan smiled down at him. “I don’t think I can wait. I want you. Right now.” He leaned down and pulled Brian’s sports singlet off his fragile body before removing his own school shirt.

“Nice to see you’re the one removing clothes this time.”

“I think it’s safer that way.” Stef giggled.

STEFAN.

Stef was determined to take command of the situation. Maybe if he showed him he was really serious, he’d give him a chance. Wrapping his long arms around Brian’s small torso, Stefan held him in close running his tongue up his neck, planting small kisses as he went.

“You really are a romantic, aren’t you?” Brian smiled.

“I don’t have to be.” Stef continued, and started running his hands down Brian’s chest until he came to his shorts, undoing the drawstring and watched them fall to the ground.

Brian laughed. “A romantic who doesn’t believe in wasting time.”

“I can’t waste time when it comes to you. You might slip away from me.”
Stef felt a pair of small hands fiddling around with the belt, and eventually his pants around his ankles. The shower cubical they were in was in two parts, the shower, and the dry area (for re-dressing). Stef pushed Brian up against the wall, resting him on the small bench attached to the dry area, making him the perfect height for Stefan to release him and keep his hands free for more interesting activities.

STEFAN AND BRIAN.

The boys tangled for control, hands exploring each others’ bodies as their tongues met again, in a kiss that could only be described as hungry. Brian wrapped his legs around Stef’s waist, kicking off his shoes and pulling him close. Stef grabbed his hands and wrapped his school tie around them tight, Brian hardly noticed, far too occupied with the task at hand. Pulling his smaller companion off the bench, Stefan pushed him into the back of the stall door, hands above his head, and tied the end of the tie to the hook attached to the door and stood back to admire his work. Brian smiled, he liked being like this, at the mercy of a larger, stronger, and very attractive boy.

“So,” Stef smiled, taking a step towards him, his erection now visible through his briefs. “I hear you’ve been misbehaving.”

Brian giggled. “Oh, I don’t think so.”

“Well, can you? It’s such a turn-on.” Stefan forced his body against Brian’s, his hands yanking his underwear down, discarded somewhere on the floor. Brian moaned softly as he felt his cock being grabbed by Stef’s large, warm hands.
“You’re such a tease, Brian Molko. I know you don’t mean it, but I just can’t get you out of my mind.” Stef started gently rubbing the ever hardening cock in his hands, slowly, just to get his friend excited.

“That’s where you’re wrong. All I want is to be in your mind.”

Stefan started rubbing harder and faster, he wanted Brian as aroused as possible before he really got going. The fact that he had this gorgeous boy, naked and under his control was such a turn on and Stef was having a hard time hiding his obvious excitement.

“I want you, Brian.” He whispered, almost touching the smaller boy’s ear. “And I will have you,” Stef smiled, seeing the look of euphoria coming over Brian, his head tilting back, soft moans escaping his mouth. “when I’m ready.”

Brain sighed softly in disappointment as he felt Stef’s hands leave his cock. Almost instantly though, his eyes widened and he let out a not so soft gasp. Stefan had shoved his entire length in his mouth, and wasn’t holding back, running his tongue along Brian’s shaft, sucking hard. The smaller boy’s entire body was tingling. Oh how he wanted to touch Stef at that moment, but he’d done a good job at making sure that wouldn’t happen. No, Brian was stuck at the larger boy’s mercy, tied to the door.

Running his hands up Brian’s slender hips, Stefan was loving the effect he was having on him. And boy did Brian taste good. He licked up the precum escaping his head, reveling in the pleasure this caused his friend. Watching his body twitch, tense and then relax at every touch. Stef wanted to drive Brian over the edge, but not just yet. He stood up, wiping his mouth on the back of his hand. “Do you think you're ready for me now, little one?”

It was almost too much for Brian to handle. There he was, naked and vulnerable, with an almost-naked Stef standing before him having just been sucking his cock, teasing him. A cheeky grin spread across his face, one Brian hadn’t seen before, but that he instantly loved.
“I’m always ready for you,” he replied seductively, biting his bottom lip.

‘No Stef, hold back, hold back…’ “Hmmm I don’t know,” Stefan ran his hands softly over Brian’s body again, feeling his warmth beneath him. “have you earned it?”

“I’ll do anything, anything at all!” Brian said a little too desperately. He laughed, never before had he had to beg for someone to fuck him. Usually it was the other way around.

“That’s all I needed to hear.” Stefan quickly untied Brian’s hands, impressed with how strong his impromptu knots were.

As soon as he was free, Brian wrapped his arms around Stef’s neck, pulling him in close, devouring his mouth. He could taste himself in his mouth, but didn’t care. If anything, it was more erotic. “Please, take me.” He sighed between kisses.
Hurriedly, Stefan pulled his briefs off and turned the shower on, shivering at the cold.

“What are you doing?”

“Well, I didn’t come prepared, if you know what I mean.” He smiled.

Brian thought for a moment. “I have a better idea.” He said, gently pushing the taller boy into the shower, which had now warmed up. Their bodies soaking together, hair in the eyes, it was, Brian thought to himself, so beautiful.

“This could be dangerous,” Stef laughed. “I don’t want to hurt you.”

“You won’t. Besides, we’ve got a good twenty minutes before class is over.”

Shit, neither of them had gone to class. Oh well, Brian thought, too late now. Besides, this was far more exciting, and probably more exercise than he’d get from gym anyway.

Stef picked up Brian’s bruised body, being careful not to touch his sensitive side. He held him on his hips as the smaller boy wrapped his legs around him, pulling him close. Brian’s make-up was running, his foundation rubbing off to reveal the ugly redness below, his eyeliner smudged. But he was so beautiful, Stefan though. So perfect. “I’ve never done this before.” Stef confessed, quickly realising Brian already knew that, having taken his virginity only two days ago. His lover giggled softly.

After some careful maneuvering of their bodies, it finally all fell into place. Ever so slowly, Brian lowered his hips, to force himself upon Stef’s huge erection waiting for him.

Stef let out a soft moan. Being inside Brian felt so good, so tight and warm. He bucked his hips up, to get as deep as he could, he wanted to make this memorable.
Brian loved feeling so trapped. His body crushed between the shower wall and Stef’s warm body, water pouring down between them. He started pulling his body up, wanting to disguise the pain with pleasure, letting gravity bring him back down on the huge cock now fully inside of him. They finally got a rhythm going, Brian’s own erection rubbing against Stef’s smooth chest. “Mmm, you like that, baby?”

Smiling as the last word escaped Stef’s mouth, Brian felt so safe in his strong arms, his own wrapped securely around his lover’s neck. “Amazing.” Was all he could answer breathlessly.

Their wet bodies rubbing together, Stef couldn't think of anything more erotic. He tried gently pushing Brian's wet, tagled hair from his face so he could look into those beautiful green eyes. He wanted to look at him when he came.

The taller boy started pumping harder into Brian’s smooth, wet arse, still holding him tight. The last thing he wanted to do was drop him.

The heat from the shower and their bodies was getting too much and Brian was starting to think he wouldn’t make it. But it felt so good, especially… “Uahh, oh God, Stef.” He moaned as Stefan angled a thrust into his prostate. “If you keep doing that I’ll, uahh…” he could feel it, his orgasm building up. That familiar feeling of weightlessness as he approached completeness.

Stef was having a hard time controlling himself, but he wouldn’t let himself cum first. He’d enjoyed watching Brian the last time, and now he knew what to expect, he wanted it even more. He tried angling his thrusts at Brian’s prostate again, over and over, knowing the waves of pleasure he was causing. He felt the smaller boy’s muscles tighten, almost sending him over the edge. Thankfully, just in time, Stef felt the body he was holding relax, as short spurts of cum shot onto his chest.

Seconds later, he too released himself inside Brian’s arse. It wasn’t like the first time, this was stronger, more intense, he was in control.

Stef slowly let go of Brian, both of them still coming down from their post-orgasmic bliss, soaking from the still-running shower. Stefan tilted his head back, letting the water run over his sweaty face, running his long fingers through his hair. Brian looked up at him and smiled, “You’re getting better.”

“Well, with you as my teacher, how could I go wrong?” he smiled back, pulling Brian underneath the water with him. “I wonder if the class is over yet.”

“It’ll never be over, I’m nowhere near done with you yet.”

Stef laughed. “That’s not what I meant. You’re trouble, Brian.” He pulled his friend in, hugging him tight. “You’re trouble, and I like it.”

STEFAN.

Stef felt incredible. He enjoyed the water drizzling down his back as he felt Brian's small hands tracing down his spine. He never wanted to leave.

"Hey!" echoed a voice through the change rooms. Stef's heart stopped. He knew that voice. "Hey, Stef, you in here?"

"There's his stuff, he must be. Hey, Ryan, you seen Stef?" Matt called to the first voice.

"Mate, we gotta go!"

Stef looked down at Brian, horrified. "I..." he started.

Brian shook his head, pleading. Stef couldn't leave him here to be found by them.

"I... I'm in the shower!" Stef yelled. "I'll see you later."

"Dude you didn't even get to class, hurry the fuck up, we'll wait out here."

Hearing them sit down in the main changing area, Stefan was stuck. Maybe he could leave first and then Brian once they'd left?

"AHAHA!" the laughter was loud, bouncing off the walls. "Hey, isn't this pansy boy's bag?"

'Oh shit,' Stef thought. He could feel Brian trembling in his arms, holding his breath.

"What now?" he whispered.

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I have a vague idea of where this is going. Should update quicker than this one. Let me know if you do want more, comments are great motivation for me =)
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