Book 1. Finding A Way.

The way we loved each other

February 19 1983, 23h.

-So honey do you like this club?

-Leather clothes, pole dance bars and stippers...I must say I'm overwhelmed, said Freddie over the moon.

-Sometimes I come here to unwind a bit after work, added Winnie looking around. I don't check ass in the air but this here that I made good friends.

-Andreas, Felix, Georg? All here?

-Not Felix; that's a whole different story, laughed the German.

Freddie had a real smile on his face, he was finally in his element and with someone other than Paul for once. The desire to go do the show on the dance bars was heavy because he knew he was going to attract attention in a snap.

-Have you ever falling in love with a stripper darling, he asked sensually.

-God no, answered Winnie on a rude tone. All this guys are proud with their muscles but they are real cry babies.

The singer licked his lips and rubbed his forehead against his temple.

-Well I think you'll change your mind once you see me go hypnotize the whole room.

-Is that so? Rockstars do that kind of stuff, wondered the German raising an eyebrown.

-Especially the flamboyant Freddie Mercury and his ssssexy body, he murmured in his ear.

-You know how to tempt me, but there is no question that another man fantasize about you.

And yet after more than two hours of languishing what had to happen happened: Freddie had forced a little on the drink and had become very perky. He had remove almost all of his clothes and went to join a dancer to perform. Winnie was watching him from good distance, his boyfriend was having fun with his partner against the metal bar and had seduced everyone .

 He had seen him dance on TV before but in real life it was just mesmerising. Although he enjoyed the show, the German hadn't taken him to this club by chance, he had only one idea in mind and after taking a last sip, got up to join the rockstar.

-Darling! Do you enjoy what you see, exclamed Freddie continuing to sway.

-I have to say yes, but you have dance enough now, said Winnie firmly.

-Please darling I haven't even started the final, he replied terribly plaintively.

His man gripped his arms and brought him down from his support.

-Come with me my beautiful stallion, I've something to show you.

-Oh? And what?

Without answering the German picked up his clothes then without letting go of his wrist took him out of at the back of the room where the backrooms were. He chose the smallest because it was the only one perfectly equipped for a moment between men.

-Put yourself here, ordoned the strong man.

-What are you going to do with me darling, asked Freddie smiling.

Winnie grabbed straps into a small chest and carefully tied the singer's wrists before tying him to a hanging chain. The leather was cold but his boyfriend didn't seem to complaining, he was too drunk for that anyway.

-I'm dying to discover this body, said Winnie licking his lips profusely.

-Well go ahead beauty! Fuck me!

Freddie was completely drunk, he didn't even care what he said and was totally at the mercy of his man. Winnie devoured him with his eyes and his heart was raicing; the dim light clarified the singer's perfect forms and he approached slowly to blow him in the neck.