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veiledndarknessAuthor: me!
Title: The Way He's held
Pairing: Benji/Joel from Good Charlotte
Summary: The picture of the hanker chief was their favorite. But the story behind it? Here it is.
Warning: Smut, smut, smut. Hard, hard R!!!
Disclaimer: Heavy disclaimer here! These two pretty boys are definitely not mine. I make no claim as to what their lives are like and what they do in their spare time. But hey, I can dream can't I?
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Joel tugged experimentally on his wrists, the hanker chief tightly knotted. He felt a moment's panic pass him until Benji smiled reassuringly at him before knee walking up the length of the bed. He straddled Joel's thighs and placed his arms above his head, holding them tightly and leaned down till his mouth was mere inches away, his lips tantalizingly close.
"Now hold still or I'll string 'em up," he whispered.
Joel shivered at the image of being completely tied down, merciless and exposed. He let a small gasp slip as Benji traced the shell of his ear with the tip of his tongue.
"Wasn't planning on moving," he moaned, Benji's tongue sliding around to the skin of his neck. He whimpered at the suckling, the sensitive skin rippling into goose bumps.
"Good," Benji breathed, his warm breath ghosting over Joel's damp skin.
Benji ran his left hand up and down Joel's ribcage, tracing his ribs, his thumb working in small circles. He lightly pinched his nipple, earning another small gasp.
"You like that?" he teased. Joel growled quietly. "You know I do," he said.
"Mmhmm, but what if I do this?" he murmured before swirling his tongue across one peaked nipple and then blowing cool air across it.
Joel felt a bead of sweat break out above his lip. "I…fuck," he moaned.
"So impatient," Benji chided mockingly. He shifted forward a bit further, bringing his mouth down to Joel's, their lips sliding together in a heated kiss.
Joel lifted his head as best he could, his mouth opening further as their kiss deepened. Their kiss became more desperate as Benji stroked one hand further down, his hand teasingly close to his cock. He pulled back and studied Joel's face.
"God, just touch it," Joel pleaded, his voice throaty, his eyes clouded.
"I will," Benji said, his eyes twinkling mischievously. "Soon."
Joel slumped back against the bed with a sigh. "You're gonna make me beg?" he asked, furiously denying to himself how much his cock twitched at the thought.
"You beg so pretty though," Benji whispered, his mouth trailing hot kisses down Joel's chest.
"Just fuckin' do it," he said. Benji smirked before rearing back abruptly and licking a broad strip down the length of his cock.
Joel shouted hoarsely, his forehead beading lightly with sweat. "I…I …oh god, do that again."
Benji slowly lowered his mouth, the tip of his tongue just barely touching the head of his cock. He lapped at the head, bathing it while he listened to Joel moan helplessly.
Joel's eyes rolled into his head. "Fuck," he swore, his legs shaking as Benji's tongue traced figure eights along his cock.
Benji smiled wolfishly before sucking the head right into his mouth, his lips tightening, his hands holding Joel's hips down firmly. He hummed, his mouth vibrating just right.
Joel clenched his tongue between his teeth, the urge to beg strong and insistent.
Benji pulled back, his lips red and swollen. Joel bit his lip as his eyes watered. His cock was swollen, dripping slightly and still he held off.
"Be stubborn all you want," Benji said as he lifted Joel's legs and lifted them carefully onto his shoulders.
Joel sucked in a breath when he watched Benji open the tube beside them and squeeze out the clear gel. Benji swirled one finger slowly through the lube and brought his hand down to his opening.
He rubbed at the puckered skin, gently coaxing the muscle to open. He smirked slightly when he felt the tip of his finger being pulled in. He leaned down and grasped Joel, his hand moving slowly, too slowly.
Joel bit his lips harder, breathing frantically. He felt like he was going to pass out. Benji eased his finger in further, crooking it just right and sliding over his prostate.
Joel whimpered, his hips moving against his will. "I…" he started to say.
"Yes?" Benji drawled, rubbing insistently against his prostate.
Joel panted, his legs trembling full force. "I, god please, please, just fuck me!" he cried sharply.
Benji slipped his finger out and pressed a hot kiss to his mouth. "All you had to do was ask," he said.
Joel tried to shoot him a dirty look. He sighed in relief as he felt the blunt head nudge at his opening. He breathed out as the burn started, stretched, and tugged. Benji hissed, his tongue between his teeth, as he pushed in, watching each inch slide into his skin.
Joel closed his eyes. "Oh god," he panted, his cock dripping against his stomach.
Benji pushed in further, his own eyes closing as he bottomed out, the heat and the tightness overwhelming him. "God, you're so fuckin' tight," he growled.
Joel moaned when he began to move, his mouth open as he gasped for air.
Benji felt his control slip when Joel began to whimper, his hips moving faster, his legs shaking from the effort. He reached with one hand and slid his hand up and down Joel's cock in time to his thrusts.
Joel's eyes flew open at the sensation. "Oh, oh fuck," he groaned as he came forcefully, the hot liquid filling Benji's palm.
Benji moaned before thrusting twice more, his orgasm ripped through him. He fell forward, his eyes rolling in his head, the hot come still trickling from him.
Joel sighed, his heart still racing. "That was…something else," he said softly.
Benji kissed Joel's thigh before looking at him thoughtfully. "I aim to please," he said with a small laugh.
*
Title: The Way He's held
Pairing: Benji/Joel from Good Charlotte
Summary: The picture of the hanker chief was their favorite. But the story behind it? Here it is.
Warning: Smut, smut, smut. Hard, hard R!!!
Disclaimer: Heavy disclaimer here! These two pretty boys are definitely not mine. I make no claim as to what their lives are like and what they do in their spare time. But hey, I can dream can't I?
*
Joel tugged experimentally on his wrists, the hanker chief tightly knotted. He felt a moment's panic pass him until Benji smiled reassuringly at him before knee walking up the length of the bed. He straddled Joel's thighs and placed his arms above his head, holding them tightly and leaned down till his mouth was mere inches away, his lips tantalizingly close.
"Now hold still or I'll string 'em up," he whispered.
Joel shivered at the image of being completely tied down, merciless and exposed. He let a small gasp slip as Benji traced the shell of his ear with the tip of his tongue.
"Wasn't planning on moving," he moaned, Benji's tongue sliding around to the skin of his neck. He whimpered at the suckling, the sensitive skin rippling into goose bumps.
"Good," Benji breathed, his warm breath ghosting over Joel's damp skin.
Benji ran his left hand up and down Joel's ribcage, tracing his ribs, his thumb working in small circles. He lightly pinched his nipple, earning another small gasp.
"You like that?" he teased. Joel growled quietly. "You know I do," he said.
"Mmhmm, but what if I do this?" he murmured before swirling his tongue across one peaked nipple and then blowing cool air across it.
Joel felt a bead of sweat break out above his lip. "I…fuck," he moaned.
"So impatient," Benji chided mockingly. He shifted forward a bit further, bringing his mouth down to Joel's, their lips sliding together in a heated kiss.
Joel lifted his head as best he could, his mouth opening further as their kiss deepened. Their kiss became more desperate as Benji stroked one hand further down, his hand teasingly close to his cock. He pulled back and studied Joel's face.
"God, just touch it," Joel pleaded, his voice throaty, his eyes clouded.
"I will," Benji said, his eyes twinkling mischievously. "Soon."
Joel slumped back against the bed with a sigh. "You're gonna make me beg?" he asked, furiously denying to himself how much his cock twitched at the thought.
"You beg so pretty though," Benji whispered, his mouth trailing hot kisses down Joel's chest.
"Just fuckin' do it," he said. Benji smirked before rearing back abruptly and licking a broad strip down the length of his cock.
Joel shouted hoarsely, his forehead beading lightly with sweat. "I…I …oh god, do that again."
Benji slowly lowered his mouth, the tip of his tongue just barely touching the head of his cock. He lapped at the head, bathing it while he listened to Joel moan helplessly.
Joel's eyes rolled into his head. "Fuck," he swore, his legs shaking as Benji's tongue traced figure eights along his cock.
Benji smiled wolfishly before sucking the head right into his mouth, his lips tightening, his hands holding Joel's hips down firmly. He hummed, his mouth vibrating just right.
Joel clenched his tongue between his teeth, the urge to beg strong and insistent.
Benji pulled back, his lips red and swollen. Joel bit his lip as his eyes watered. His cock was swollen, dripping slightly and still he held off.
"Be stubborn all you want," Benji said as he lifted Joel's legs and lifted them carefully onto his shoulders.
Joel sucked in a breath when he watched Benji open the tube beside them and squeeze out the clear gel. Benji swirled one finger slowly through the lube and brought his hand down to his opening.
He rubbed at the puckered skin, gently coaxing the muscle to open. He smirked slightly when he felt the tip of his finger being pulled in. He leaned down and grasped Joel, his hand moving slowly, too slowly.
Joel bit his lips harder, breathing frantically. He felt like he was going to pass out. Benji eased his finger in further, crooking it just right and sliding over his prostate.
Joel whimpered, his hips moving against his will. "I…" he started to say.
"Yes?" Benji drawled, rubbing insistently against his prostate.
Joel panted, his legs trembling full force. "I, god please, please, just fuck me!" he cried sharply.
Benji slipped his finger out and pressed a hot kiss to his mouth. "All you had to do was ask," he said.
Joel tried to shoot him a dirty look. He sighed in relief as he felt the blunt head nudge at his opening. He breathed out as the burn started, stretched, and tugged. Benji hissed, his tongue between his teeth, as he pushed in, watching each inch slide into his skin.
Joel closed his eyes. "Oh god," he panted, his cock dripping against his stomach.
Benji pushed in further, his own eyes closing as he bottomed out, the heat and the tightness overwhelming him. "God, you're so fuckin' tight," he growled.
Joel moaned when he began to move, his mouth open as he gasped for air.
Benji felt his control slip when Joel began to whimper, his hips moving faster, his legs shaking from the effort. He reached with one hand and slid his hand up and down Joel's cock in time to his thrusts.
Joel's eyes flew open at the sensation. "Oh, oh fuck," he groaned as he came forcefully, the hot liquid filling Benji's palm.
Benji moaned before thrusting twice more, his orgasm ripped through him. He fell forward, his eyes rolling in his head, the hot come still trickling from him.
Joel sighed, his heart still racing. "That was…something else," he said softly.
Benji kissed Joel's thigh before looking at him thoughtfully. "I aim to please," he said with a small laugh.
*
