I don't want my freedom • Dealor

Tricky Situation

It was already the third time Roger was masturbating that week. That annoyed him, because he liked to masturbate for fun, not for need. And in the current situation it was what he'd do. He felt like a teenage virgin again.

The band had agreed to isolate themselves on a farm to make a new album, with the audacity of mixing rock n roll and opera. Freddie was more than happy creating this album that was already a son to him. Roger was loving doing something different, putting liquids and coins on the drums, to make a odd sound, and he had big hopes for this album. Maybe they'd finally take off their career.

But the idea itself of being isolated from the world wasn't very pleasant to the drummer. That means no parties, no loud, and no girls. And that was getting Roger out of his mind, he didn't know how addicted he was to that lifestyle until his abstinence period. He loved the London nightlife and all of it, like the unpretentious talking and easy smiles he took from girls. Roger was good to party and to be a nightman, and he was about to go crazy in a place that didn't have any of this.

And even though he loved to hang with his band mates he didn't think it'd be very good spend several days confined with them. At some point he'd fight because of some of Freddie's hysterical attacks, or would annoy Brian until his friend yelled at him or would go insane with Deaky's suffocating serenity.

Ah, Deaky. He hadn't thought of him yet. At this time of night Deaky was probably reading a book in the lounge, waiting for the time to rest. He would constantly touch his long-dark hair when he was too focused on the novel he had in hands, and he didn't even noticed that time Roger observed him all night long. He always marks the page he stops and says goodbye to everyone...

Roger even had considered the chance that he could have a little fun in that farm, after all. It wasn't like he had never thought of hitting on the bassist. By the way, flirting with John is one of his favorite hobbies; Brian didn't like Roger's flirting, and Freddie could like it too much. John was a safe territory, where he could just wink at him and make a joke, and receive a sharp reply (Deaky classic). It's one of his ways he found to make a bond with the guy, for John feel himself welcome in the band, as he was the last member to join it.

But now, with nothing to do and with no one to fool around with...The blond thought he'd give a step forward his flirt. Not that John was someone undesirable, no. In the apex of his twenty-three years, Deaky was in good shape, with long-skinny legs, soft skin and he likes to use pretty tight clothes, which emphasized the bassist's predicates. It's almost wrong to not hit on John, because he was there, so accessible.

Roger would be lying if he said that he remembered how John got into their life, but he remembered with perfection the first time he saw him playing bass. In that time Roger thought he was as good as the Smile's former bassist, Tim, maybe even better, when he got used with the Queen style. And, then, had the first show with John. See him in the stage playing made something burn up in the drummer, and Roger was just behind John, with a vision he loved; a great angle, in the blond's opinion.

And since then Roger started to notice John more: the way the youngest talked, with a smooth tone, that he looked at the ceiling every time he got bored, how he bit his tongue when he was lost in his own thoughts. And, for reasons that Roger didn't know, those tiny details got him more horny for the youngest. He'd never seen Deaky completely naked, but he had already seen him only in his panties and he could say he liked what he saw. 'A fine piece of meat', Roger recalled he said someday to John, put down his sunglasses to wink at the brunette, who laughed.

He was laid down, having taken a bath, and jumped onto his bed. Maybe it was indeed the time to make his stay in that graceless and depressing place a little more fun. He should start his plan tomorrow morning, at the latest, and who knows until the end of the next week he already could have taken Deaky to bed. He would be faster if he hadn't had to work on songs and recording, so he didn't care to stay more days with a boner.