On A Need To Know Basis | By : AEMorgan Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Good Charlotte Views: 1637 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Title: On A Need To Know Basis. thorthor: Adelaide Elizabeth Morgan (falconkenobi@aol.com)
Author Web Page: http://www.aemslash.co.uk Obsess, Much?
Fandom: RPS - Good Charlotte/Mest
Categories: Tony Lovato/Joel Madden, BDSM
Rating: NC17
Warnings: I’ve said it once and I’ll say it again; this is a BDSM Slash fic. For those who don’t know what BDSM is – think whips and chains. For those who don’t know what Slash is – think boy love. Yes, that’s right. Kinky sex between Tony & Joel. If you don’t like it, simple – don’t read. And don’t bother bitching or whinging at me, chances are I’ve heard it all before anyway!
Archive: Yes to list archives. All others please let me know where so I can come and preen, okay?
Thanks to: You, for reading this. Paul, for being patient and understanding when I disappear into the computer room for days on end to write. Lisa, for being my American-English translator. Jen, for once again letting me bounce ideas off her in AIM.
Disclaimer: Tony Lovato & Joel Madden are real people, and the events in this story are just that - fictional, figments of my sick and twisted imagination. Hell, call it a fantasy if it makes you feel better. Whatever. No rumours should be started in regards to any events in these works of fiction. This story is written purely for entertainment purposes and no money is being made out of it.
Summary: Joel didn’t think Tony would find out about his disobedience, but he did, and delivers a well-deserved punishment.
“Is there anything you’d like to tell me?” Tony asked softly as Joel walked through the door, startling him. “No, leave the lights off,” he instructed, “and come here.”
Joel swallowed audibly and quickly crossed the room to stand in front of Tony; the moonlight streaming through the open blinds emphasising the look of displeasure on the blond’s face. “On the floor!” Nodding, Joel stripped as fast as he could and dropped to his knees at Tony’s feet, knees parted, chin against his chest, wrists crossed behind his back. “Good boy,” Tony praised him, running a hand through his hair before grabbing a handful and pulling his head up. “Now, are you sure there’s nothing you need to tell me?” Joel frowned and shook his head, wincing as his hair was pulled and tried to think of something, of anything, that Tony could want to know. “You haven’t maybe done anything today that you’re not supposed to have done?”
Joel blushed fiercely, the tips of his ears turning pink, his eyes going wide; how the fuck did Tony know? His tongue darted out to wet his lips before he spoke. “I… uhh….” He squeezed his eyes shut, unable to bear the look of disappointment on Tony’s face. “Yes,” he whispered.
“And what did you do, Joel?” Tony asked, releasing his grip on Joel’s hair.
“In the shower this morning, I jerked off,” Joel admitted, hanging his head in shame.
“You’re not supposed to do that, are you?” Joel shook his head in reply. “No,” Tony agreed, reaching down to curl his fingers around Joel’s cock, pumping him slowly. “You’re not supposed to touch yourself without permission, are you?” Joel shook his head again, biting down on his lower lip to stifle a moan as Tony’s fingers tightened around him. “You’re also not allowed to come without permission, are you?”
“No,” Joel admitted, hands fisting behind his back, tensing as Tony’s thumb brushed over the head of his cock.
“And did you have permission to do either this morning?”
“No.”
“No, you didn’t.” Tony pulled away from Joel, moving to stand behind him. “So, you know what this mean, don’t you?”
Joel whimpered with loss, his hips bucking slightly upward as he nodded. “You’re going to punish me,” he answered quietly.
“Yes, Joel, I am.” He grabbed one of Joel’s arms and pulled him to his feet, guiding him to stand at the foot of the bed. “Face down, arms behind your back.” Quickly and efficiently, Tony tied Joel’s wrists together, more rope above and below his elbows fi sec securing his arms behind his back. “Spread your legs. Wider. Wider.” Tony shook his head and sighed, kicking Joel’s legs apart and roping them to the corners of the bed. “Now, as much as I like hearing you scream, I don’t think the rest of the hotel needs to hear it,” Tony told Joel as he pulled his head up and kissed him hard before bucklinlarglarge ball gag in his mouth. He took a step back and ran his eyes over Joel’s tautly tied body. “Perfect,” he declared, running his hands over Joel’s ass, laughing as the muscles quivered under his palms. He continued the gentle caress for a few minutes, feeling Joel relaxing in his bonds, before laying the first slap down, the smack! seeming to echo in the otherwise quiet room.
Joel moaned behind the gag at the impact, wriggling as best he could but unable to escape the rapidly falling blows, his ass starting to sting.
Tony continued spanking Joel hard, the blows landing equally on each cheek, the odd slap to the extra-sensitive skin where ass meets thigh; the wriggle and whimper it caused spurring him on even more. “are are not, under any circumstance, allowed to touch yourself without permission,” Tony told him, punctuating each word with another slap. “And you definitely do not ever ever come without asking my permission first. Do you understand?” Breathing heavily, he paused waiting for Joel’s muffled reply between sobs and nod of the head. Satisfied, he resumed the spanking. “Good, now try to remember it.” With one harder slap to each ass cheek, his hand ran over the now red and purple skin, feeling the heat radiating from it. He winced inwardly, knowing that Joel would have bruises in the morning.
Tony waited a few minutes for Joel to realise the spanking had finished, his sobs dying down to sniffles as he stopped struggling, lying quietly on the bed. “Good boy,” Tony praised him, once again running his hand over Joel’s ass, constantly murmuring praise and reassurance as he untied him, rubbing the red marks where he’d struggled against the ropes. He moved to sit quietly against the headboard, a silent sigh of relief leaving him when Joel crawled up the bed to straddle his lap, arms twining around his neck, head on his shoulder as he cried.
“I’m sorry,” Joel gasped through his tears, lifting his head to meet Tony’s eyes.
Tony nodded, kissing Joel’s tears away. “I know.” He ran his hands over Joel’s ass, Joel responding with a hiss of pain and a choked off sob, wriggling against Tony, rubbing their erections together, both men moaning softly. “Do you think you’ve learned your lesson?”
“Uh-huh.” Joel sniffled, knuckling his eyes. “I won’t do it again, I promise.”
Tony laughed and shook his head. “We’ll see about that.” He kissed Joel softly on the lips before instructing him to lie down on his stomach. Leaning to his side, he grabbed the tube of Neosporin from the table and started gently rubbing the cream into Joel’s ass. Anticipating Joel’s reaction, he was ready to grab his hands when moved to cover the throbbing.
“Tony, please… no… don’t. It hurts!”
“Hands to the bed and shut up. I know it hurts – it wouldn’t be a very good punishment if it didn’t hurt. And maybe this time it hurts enough that you’ll learn to behave.” He continued rubbing the cream into Joel’s ass, ignoring his cries. “There, all done.” Recapping the tube, Tony lay down on the bed facing Joel, propping his head up with one hand, trailing the fingers of the other down the side of Joel’s face. “You OK?”
There was a pause before Joel nodded, nibbling on his lower lip; he’d thought about saying no, but lying to Tony only meant a harsher punishment. “I’m sorry, Tony,” he apologised again. “Please… please don’t hate me.”
Tony shook his head, kissing Joel. “I could never hate you, Joel. I love you. I’m just disappointed in you. We’ve been over and over this and I thought by now you might have learned…” He trailed off, fingers running lightly over Joel’s throbbing ass, making him groan. “I don’t enjoy hurting you.”
“Let me make it up to you?” Joel offered cheekily, rolling on to his side, one hand curling around Tony’s erection.
“No!” Tony snapped harsher than he’d intended to, knockinel’sel’s hand away and moving to stand at the side of the bed out of his reach. “You are being punished, remember? And that means not doing anything you enjoy, including pleasuring me since I know you enjoy it nearly as much as I do. I’m tempted to tell you to stand in the corner for an hour or two but now I’ve changed my mind. You can lie there, silently and without moving while I take care of my own business. Do you understand?”
“Yeah,” Joel folded his arms on the bed, pillowing his head on them, refusing to watch as Tony walked into the bathroom, leaving the door open so Joel could hear and see everything; every moan, every whimper, every thrust of the hips as he jerked off. He turned away from the bathroom, unable to watch, fresh tears starting to roll down his cheeks, shoulders shaking as he cried.
The bed dipped as Tony sat down on it, wrapping his arms around Joel and pulling him into his lap, holdinm asm as he cried. After a few minutes, Joel pulled back and smiled weakly at Tony, apologising again.
“It’s all over now and you did great” Tony told him, helping him into a t-shirt and a pair of soft grey sweat pants. “You gonna be OK?”
Joel sighed as he relaxed into Tony’s embrace. “Yeah. I really am sorry.”
“Yeah, I know you are. But it’s all over now. And I think you’re gonna be remembering that lesson for a while.” Joel nodded. “Good, now lets forget about it and move on.”
“Thank you,” he whispered
Tony nodded, picking up the TV remote and turning the TV on. “So, what do you wanna watch this afternoon?”
Joel glanced at the on-screen guide and grinned. “Star Wars, of course,” he laughed, snuggling closer into Tony’s embrace, kissing him as the opening titles played.
~El Fin~
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