Secrets

Not my problem anymore

 Roger's POV

My eyes flutter open, but I immediately close them again against the bright sunlight. I feel an extremely bad hangover kicking in.

Jesus, where the f**k even am I?

I open my eyes again and see Freddie's naked body lying beside me, still asleep. I smirk as memories from the night before, or should I say a few hours ago, fill my mind. God, we completely lost our minds. I sigh in satisfaction and place a gentle kiss on his shoulder, not wanting to wake him up. He looks so beautiful and innocent when he's asleep.

I loudly gasp, suddenly realizing that I wasn't supposed to fall asleep here. I wasn't supposed to be here at all. I was gonna cuddle with Freddie for one more minute and then I'd go home, but we end up falling asleep. I look at the clock hanging on the wall. It's f*****g 10 am already, no need to rush anymore now, it's already too late. Dominique will kill me, and Freddie, because of course she will find out where I have been all night. I'm gonna have to try to make up a brilliant excuse for staying away all night. f**k.

But even if she does find out, maybe it was worth it. It was probably the best f**k of my whole entire life, every time I and Freddie have s*x it gets better and better.

Jesus what am I even thinking, of course it wasn't worth it.

What if Dominique tells Freddie everything and he'd hate me so much he'd leave the band? Or what if he would make me leave the band? Just the thought of those possibilities alone is making me sick. There's not a chance I would ever survive that. 

I jump out of bed, almost immediately passing out from my headache as soon as I get up. f*****g hangover, I already have enough other s**t to deal with. Or shit...I wouldn't put it that way. I look at Freddie who's slowly starting to wake up too from what it looked like a very peaceful sleep. He even had a little smile on his face.

Then see Freddie's dried c*m on my chest. f**k, I can't go home like that. And on top of all that I have a horrible morning hard-on. Amazing.

'Freddie?' I softly say. 'Hey, Freddie!' He rubs his eyes and slightly opens, immediately closing them again against the light.

'Oh fuck...I'm never drinking again...' He groans to himself. I giggle.

'You always say that, but then two days later you're f*****g drunk again.' His eyes suddenly fly open and he looks at me.

'Roger? Why were you saying my name?' His voice still sounds cranky and sleepy.

'Uhm, can I use your shower?'

'Oh, yeah sure. I need to shower too.' He says, with a little smirk.

'...Okay, so...?'

'Well, I don't wanna waste any water...'

'Oh suddenly you're an environmentalist?' I giggle.

'Roger, I don't have the energy for your jokes right now. You can't stand here in front of me naked, with a boner, and expect me to allow you to shower alone.' He says it with a low and deep voice, but there's still a grin on his face. I start getting a little annoyed.

'Freddie...please don't. I wasn't even supposed to fall asleep here, I have to get home as quickly as possible, but I can't with your c*m all over me cuz Dominique's gonna f*****g kill me.' I risked so much by coming over, but I simply couldn't refuse. My need to be around Freddie is getting stronger and stronger every day, not just to have s*x with him but also to be in the same room with him and to just be able to look at him. I keep falling in love with him more and more, if that's even possible.

'Would be a shame if she killed you, we can't f**k when you're dead.' He smirks. I roll my eyes and climb back onto the bed. He sits up and I sit on his lap. He wraps his arms around me and kisses me, and even though he tastes like alcohol and I probably do too, I still love every second of it. I wrap my arms around him too, and pull him as close to me as I can.

'Thank you for last night.' I whisper.

'No, thank you for last night.' He whispers back with a smirk. 'You were so hot...I mean, I knew you were hot, but that you could be that hot...' He shakes his head in disbelieve. I giggle and bury my head in his neck. God, how I wanna stay here in his arms forever...

'It's just a shower Rog...' Freddie pleads, even though I just pointed out that I have to leave as soon as possible.

'Just a shower my ass.'

'Please?' He looks at me with his big brown puppy eyes.

'Oh don't give me that look Freddie.' I laugh.

'But I want to so bad...' He says with a tiny voice.

'I bet.'

'Please Rog..' He whispers, starting to gently kiss and nibble on my neck and shoulders. I feel myself getting even more aroused and slightly groan in annoyance, since he's making this even harder and he knows it.

'f**k. Fine. But we're just gonna shower, okay? No fucking.'

'That's not what your c**k says.' He giggles.

'Oh my god will you shut the f**k up now?'

'Someone's in a good mood this morning.' He sarcastically groans. I'm just f*****g horny and you're making it very hard for me, I think to myself.

'Now hurry up, I don't have all day.' I say, while moving off his lap and getting out of bed.

'Relax, I coming.' He laughs as he gets out of bed too. I can't help but stare at his beautiful naked body. f**k, he's so f*****g hot. And he has a boner too. Is he so hot just to tease me or something? He playfully smacks my bum.

'Have I told you what a nice ass you have before?' He asks with a smirk.

'Uhh, Probably.' I giggle. He walks to his bathroom and I follow him. When he gets in the shower and turns in he looks at me with a devilish smirk.

'You like it hot, baby?'

'Oh you and your never-ending dirty jokes.' I say as I roll my eyes and get in too. It's quite a small shower so I'm forced to stand pretty close to Freddie.

'You need to wash your hair Rog, it's fuckin greasy.'

'Yes mom.' I laugh.

'I'd rather have you call me daddy.'

'Oh my god Freddie...fuck off.'

'Are you getting tired of me? He asks, his facial expression a little more gentle. Am I? No. Of course not.

'I could never.' I blush. 'Now can I have some water too? I'm kind of freezing.' I'm pressed up against a wall to keep as much distance between us as possible. Because everybody knows what will happen if I come too close. Not that Freddie would mind though, it's obvious that he just wants to f**k.

'Hmmm...looks like you'll need to get a little closer to me.'

'Sadist.'

'Sadist? Your c**k is begging me, honey.' I roll my eyes at him and step closer so that I'm under the hot water stream as well. 'Turn around, I'll wash your hair.'

'Freddie, I'm not a baby, I can do that mys-' But he cuts me off.

'No arguing. Turn around.' I sigh, semi-not amused and turn around so that Freddie has easier excess to my hair. I sigh in satisfaction as he gently massages my head with shampoo. He steps closer to me, until I can feel the tip of his c**k against my back.

'That's close enough, Freddie.' I groan. He ignores me and presses his whole body up against mine. He rinses the shampoo out of my hair and lets his hands move from my head to my stomach, all the way down to my c**k.

'Any idea how you're gonna get rid of that?' He asks, as he gives my c**k a quick stroke, making me loudly gasp. My cheeks flush a little with embarrassment.

'First of all, that's none of your business. Second of all, it'll probably go away when you're out of sight.' f**k, I immediately regret that last bit, but it is the truth.

'Well I can think of a few ways...' Oh yes, please f**k me.

'Freddie, don't...' My heart starts racing with anticipation. He turns me around, pushes me against a wall and wraps his arms around my neck. We're standing so close to each other now that our c***s are touching. I softly whimper at the feeling, it's taking me an enormous amount of control not to shove his c**k in my ass and let him f**k me right now.

'I could suck it and swallow all of your cum...' He starts whispering in my ear, sending tingles through my whole body. 'Or a nice handjob, or you could jerk off while you watch me touch myself, or I could f**k you...' He gently kisses my jaw. 'Please Roger...I want you so bad...'

'Freddie...' I whine. I'm seriously on the verge of giving in. I know it doesn't matter how much I'd beg him to stop now, I know I'm way too turned on to turn this down. And honestly, would one more time matter now?

'So, so bad...and I can't possibly leave you with that. Wouldn't that be so mean of me?' He teases, as he runs his hand up my c**k. I let my mouth slightly fall open at his touch, and Freddie chuckles. f**k, he can completely control me on moments like this and I love it. He knows I won't be able to resist. Then he leads one of my hands to his own c**k and presses it against it. I softly whimper when I feel his thick hardness in my hand. 'C'mon Rog, you know you want it...' Oh lord do I want it.

Without waiting for permission he gets down on his knees and makes eye contact with me for a second. From the look in my eyes he probably knows that I'm not gonna stop him. And even if I'd try to stop him, he wouldn't care anyway. He grabs my hips and pulls me a little closer to him, his lips nearly touching my c**k already.

'Let's see who's gonna be begging for more now.' He says, with a low and teasing voice.

'Oh like you didn't love last n...Ah!' He doesn't give me a chance to finish my sentence but shoves my whole c**k down his throat and starts sucking, massaging all the right spots with his hot tongue and throat.

There's no way I'm gonna be able to keep quiet. Freddie's neighbours must really hate me. I don't think Freddie minds that I'm loud though.

'Aahhh Freddie...that's it...fuck.' I tilt my head back against the wall and moan loudly. My body is already starting to shiver with pleasure because Freddie is still deepthroating me. 

Don't ask me how he's able to keep that up for more than five seconds without dying.

'God Freddie...you're so...ah...good at this...' I say in between some moans as I grab a handful of his wet hair. He continues sucking even harder, and a string of louder and longer growing moans escapes from my mouth.

After only a minute or so I'm already close to orgasming so I grab Freddie's head with two hands and loudly moan to warn him.

'f**k Freddie...fuck I'm so close...' As soon as I say it he stops sucking. I should've known.

'You like it, baby?' He rasps, as he looks up to me.

'Mmhmm...I love it please keep going...' I whimper.

'Yeah, you love it a little too much. Do you really think I'm gonna let you c*m that fast after what you did to me yesterday?' He teases.

'Freddie..' I groan. He ignores it and softly squeezes my ass.

'This booty...' He starts. 'Is mine.' He arrogantly looks up at me.

'Yours?' I run my fingers through his hair. 'Freddie, I have a g...' Before I can say 'girlfriend' he starts sucking again without a warning and not gently at all. He's full-on deepthroating and squeezing my ass while doing so, his eyes shut tightly. I almost slam my head against the wall and loudly moan his name. Right before I reach my climax he slows down and sucks at a painfully slow and teasing pace. Enough to drive me completely crazy, but not enough to send me over the edge.

It's taking me all of my willpower not to grab his head right now and make him suck harder. I know he'd just punish me more for that.

'f**k Freddie...you're even worse than I was yesterday...' I groan. I feel him smirk around my c**k as he speeds up his movements again. I pull at his hair and feel myself quickly getting extremely close again. It's kind of annoying that I can never last long with Freddie, but I really can't help it. He's too hot and too good at sucking d**k and I'm too in love with him to last long.

Right before I explode in Freddie's mouth he pulls off.

'Oh my god Freddie please...I'm dying to cum...' I whimper. It's absolute torture to be so close but someone decides you're not allowed to orgasm. I almost feel bad for what I did to Freddie yesterday now that I'm reminded how torturous this is. It's too kinky to really feel bad for anyone though. There's something about orgasm denial that turns me on extremely much.

Freddie looks up at me and sighs, semi-annoyed.

'Roger. One word. No.' But I can't handle this anymore. Before I know it my own hand is on my c**k, ready to finish myself off. Of course Freddie is quicker than me and pulls it away. I try to fight it but he's too strong.

I wanna cry, that's how close I am and how badly I wanna c*m.

'Looks like I'm gonna need handcuffs too next time.' Next time.

'You weren't a single bit better.' I say back. He kisses the tip of my c**k, gets up to standing, grabs my chin with one hand and stares into my eyes with a dark, but still amused look.

'Naughty boy. Looks like I'm gonna need to punish you.'

'Punish me? You're already...' He kisses me to shut me up. It's a rough and very passionate kiss.

'Roger...' He whispers in my ear after he pulls back. 'Do you want me to f**k you? Hmm?' The feeling of his breath against my skin once again sends shivers down my spine.

'Yes please...' I breathe out.

'Yes? Do you want my c**k inside you?' He teases, while giving my c**k a quick stroke.

'Yes I do for f**k sake!' I exclaim. I'm getting very impatient. Freddie giggles.

'That's what I like to hear.' He kisses me on my cheek and gets out of the shower to grab a bottle of lube. He's dripping with water and there's no towel on the floor.

'Freddie, your whole floor is getting fuckin wet.'

'I don't give a s**t, mom.' He laughs, as he returns with the bottle in his hand. 'I'm just dying to f**k your pretty ass.' He has a wicked smirk on his face.

'Well, go on then.'

'Turn around darling.' I immediately obey. 'Okay, remember, I'll go slow. If I'm hurting you, just say it.' He says with a gentle voice. I quickly nod, eager for him to just do something. He pours lube over his fingers, spreads my buttcheeks a bit and slowly pushes one finger in. I gasp a little, since it still doesn't feel very nice at first. But I know that it will in a few minutes.

I haven't figured out yet how Freddie didn't need to be prepped at all last night, yet he seemed to be fine when I f****d him. And it's not that I'm that small. Guess Freddie's just a hoe.

He pushes his finger in deeper, wiggles it around and adds a second.

'Fuck...' I groan.

'You okay?'

'Mhmm.' I'm so grateful that Freddie is so gentle and patient with me. He can very intimidating and strong, but also very sweet and soft. He's like two personalities in one. That's one of the many things I like about him. I like pretty much everything about him. Except that he's not my boyfriend.

He makes scissor movements with his fingers and I softly whimper. Freddie kisses my neck and makes little hushing sounds to ease me before adding a third finger. He pushes all them in deeper, until he reaches my sweet spot and gently brushes against it. I let my mouth fall open.

'Fuck...' I breathe out. It's not so bad after all.

'Does that feel good, baby?'

'Yes...' He keeps teasing my prostate, making me moan more. Oh my lord, I'm enjoying this so much.

'You're so adorable like this.' I hear Freddie giggle. I tilt my head back against one of his shoulders.

'Will you f**k me? Like, now?' I innocently ask with a smile on my face, my eyes still closed. '...please?'

'I want nothing more, Rog.' He groans. He pulls all of his fingers out of me and gets the lube again to pour it over his c**k. His warm hands grab my hips and he presses the tip of his c**k against my entrance, ready to push in all the way. 'May I?' He asks me.

'Yes please.' And with that, he pushes in all the way, a little too fast for my liking, making me lift my head off his shoulders and gasp. His c**k is always more painful than fingers will ever be, since he's huge.

'Freddie...' I whimper.

'Sorry...I'm too f*****g horny to go slow.'

'You're horrible.'

I know.'

He begins to thrust in and out of me, with tiny little bucks, but soon the little bucks turn into full-on thrusts. Freddie turns into a moaning mess and buries his head in my neck to shut himself up and suck my skin. Fortunately, I get used to his fast pace pretty quickly and just as all the pain is gone and I'm starting to really enjoy it, Freddie slows down.

'Fuck...I'm getting way too close way too fast.' He groans. I smirk to myself, very pleased that I have that effect on him. But by slowing down he's slowing down my own orgasm too.

'C'mon Freddie, faster.'

'I know, but..'

'Faster.'

'You're naughty.' Freddie giggles, as he wraps his arms around my waist and starts stroking me, while speeding up his thrusts again.

'Oh my god Freddie...' I moan. Since I just got that unfinished blowjob I'm still very close, and with Freddie inside of me I'm only getting closer faster.

After only a few hard thrusts he slows down again.

'Freddie, harder.'

'But I'll c*m already...' He rasps.

'Yes, me too, so please...' I whimper. He speeds up again and I feel his whole body tensing up. He loudly moans and bites my shoulder in an attempt to hold back his orgasm.

Then he hits my prostate.

'f**k! Yes...do that again...please...'

'You're so needy today...' Freddie groans. He slams into my prostate again. 'You like that, baby?' He teases. I'm not able to speak anymore, completely overwhelmed by pleasure, my mouth hanging open in a silent scream and my eyes shut tightly.

One last time Freddie hits my prostate with a powerful thrust and with a scream I explode all over his hand and the wall.

'God Roger...' He loudly moans, as he gives his final few thrusts before emptying himself inside of me. 'f**k yes...' He breathes out.

We just stand there for a moment, both recovering from our orgasm before Freddie pulls out of me and turns off the shower.

'Not a better way to start the day.' He grins at me.

'You slut.' I giggle.

'Oh shut up. Come here.' He wraps his arms around my waist and gently kisses my lips. 'You know that I dreamt about you nearly every day this week?' He asks, as he stares into my eyes.

'What? What kind of dreams?'

'You know what kind of dreams, Roger.' He says, with a little smirk. 

'Of course. I could've known.' I laugh. 'Me too though. We have s*x, like, a lot in my dreams.'

We both quickly get dressed.

'I'm sorry for inviting you over.' Freddie says as I'm putting on my coat, but in his eyes I see he's not. Of course he's not. If I were him, I'd do absolutely anything to get me and Dominique to break up.

'Oh please don't be. Cheating is hard, but you're worth it.' I grin and kiss him one more time before I leave.

'If you dream about me again tonight remember I like it rough!' He shouts as I walk to my car. I start laughing.

'I hate you!'

. . .

When I'm home I try to unlock the door, but it won't work for some reason. The whole damn key doesn't even fit in properly. I try again. Nope. What the f**k is this? Oh come on, all I want right now is to get in bed and sleep my hangover off. I don't have energy for this s**t. I try again. Still not working. Oh f**k me, what the f**k is this? Then I hear a window open above me and when I look up I see Dominique looking down at me with a smug look on her face.

'Dominque? Could you open the door please?'

'Had fun at Freddie's?' She asks, with a scary cold undertone. Actually, yes I did, but I decide to play dumb because what the f**k else am I supposed to do now.

'Uhhh...no...I wasn't-'

'Oh spare me your excuses. I see your f*****g car parked there, Roger.' Right. My f*****g car. Good job Roger, you dumbass. 'So I decided that, since you don't seem to like being at home a lot, I'd change the locks. And not give you a new key.' It's like she just dropped a f*****g bomb.

'What do you mean you changed the...'

'You heard me.' My mouth falls open. Is this her way of breaking up with me or something?

'But Dom, all my stuff is in there.'

'And you don't have a key so...'

'So!? You're not being serious.'

'Or at least I won't give you a new key until I think you're behaving yourself again.' She continues.

'What the f**k!? Are you out of your f*****g mind!?' I exclaim.

'The only one who's out of their mind here is you actually, to still go suck Freddie's d**k after I warned you.' f**k. f**k. f**k.

'Dominique don't be ridiculous. Just let me in, please.' I beg.

'Try coming back in...hmmm...a week. Maybe I'll let you in then.'

'A WEEK!?' I'm f*****g furious now. She can't be doing this. She can't just kick me out. She won't. Right? 'I don't have anywhere to go! You're kidding!'

'Not my problem anymore. And don't you dare go back to Freddie, because I'm gonna tell him everything and he'll kick you out too.' My face turns pale.

'All you ever say is ''I'm gonna do this'' and ''I'm gonna do that'' but you never actually do something. Why the f**k would I believe you this time? And are you really gonna kick the father of your child out!?' She doesn't respond, but gives me one more dirty look, closes the window and just walks away. 'f**k YOU!!!' I scream at the top of my lungs.

What the f**k am I supposed to do now?

Where the f**k am I supposed to go?