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Caught In The Act	By : AEMorgan Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Good Charlotte Views: 2043 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of Good Charlotte. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Title: Caught In The Act
Author: Adelaide Elizabeth Morgan (falconkenobi@aol.com)
Author Web Page: http://www.aemslash.co.uk Obsess, Much?
Fandom: RPS – Good Charlotte/Mest
Categories: Tony Lovato/Benji Madden/OFC, PWP, Voyeurism, Exhibitionism, public sex
Rating: NC17
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. Megs, for the beta.
Disclaimer: Tony Lovato and Benji 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.
Notes: This one is for Taco, to say thank you for cheering me up with a kinky Tony/Benji/Cassie fic!
Summary: Tamara gets more than she bargained for when she catches Tony & Benji making out before a concert.

Tamara sighed and leaned back in her chair, rolling her eyes at the lame-ass group on the stage; she didn't know who they were and she didn't really care - they sucked. And, to make matters worse, she was stuck up in the box, not even in the mosh pit. Sometimes, she thought, Daddy could be very annoying. If she had been in the pit, she would've at least been able to lose herself in the music. But no, Dadad iad insisted that if she was to go to the gig, she had to go in his box. Bruises, he'd said, were not fitting for a young lady and after all there was the charity function to consider. She sighed and slumped down in the plush chair, glancing at her watch, wondering when the support was off. She was sure Mest were supposed to have been touring with Good Charlotte, not... whoever these were.

Her lower lip sticking out in a sulky pout, Tamara looked around the venue, a flash of movement in the next box catching her eyes. She frowned; what would Arthur Miller being doing here? He was at least 80 and as far as she knew, not a Good Charlotte fan. She leaned forward, trying to see who was in the box, eyes widening when she recognised the two men as Benji Madden and Tony Lovato. She gasped, the gasp turning to a whimper when she realised they were doing more than just watching the band on stage. From her vantage position it looked like....

No, it was more than looked than looked like; Tony was straddling Benji's lap and they were seriously making out, their arms wrapped around each other. As Tamara watched, Benji ran his hands down Tony's chest, and, still kissing him, pushed his pants down over his hips, fist curling around his cock, pumping slowly. Sucking her lower lip into her mouth to quieten her whimpers, Tamara sank down in the seat, unzipping her jeans, one hand slipping inside them as she continued watching Benji and Tony. Her eyes slid closed as she become more and more focused on her own pleasure, her back arching and her fingers curling inside of her, thumb rubbing her clit. Soft whimpers escaped her lips and she could feel rivers of sweat running down the small of her back. The cheers and applause of the crowd below as the band left the stage barely registered in her mind and the sound of the box door opening and closing, footsteps coming up behind her were not heard as her body quaked in pleasure, breath coming in needy gasps.

She cried out at the touch of a hand to her shoulder, eyes snapping open as she turned her head to meet Benji’s dark eyes. Frozen to the spot and unable to speak, she could only watch as he walked around her and knelt down in front of her chair, pulling her jeans down to the floor. Spreading her legs, he placed his hands on the insides off her knees, pushing them apart as he leaned forward; the first touch of his tongue to her damp pussy making her moan and arch up against him, whimpering when she realised her position gave her no leverage. Biting down on her lower lip in an effort to keep quiet, Tamara braced herself on the seat of her chair, head falling backward and eyes sliding closed as he sucked on her clit. Her breathing grew harder and faster until she was moaning and panting, whimpering Benji’s name as her orgasm crashed through her, her body trembling, held up on the chair only by Benji.

He stayed crouched between her legs until she opened her eyes, tongue running over her parted lips, still breathing heavily. Catching her eyes, Benji grinned at her; a grin she returned, eyes heavy lidded as he stood up and bent over her, lips catching hers, tongue forcing its way in.

Tamara moaned as she tasted herself on him, hands coming up to cup the back of his head as they kissed, groaning as he broke the kiss, sucking on her lower lip before licking across her cheek.

“Grand Royale,” he whispered in her ear, nibbling on the lobe. “Room 204. Be there.” Tamara could only nod and watch as he straightened up, adjusted himself and walked out of the box.
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