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Tony Loves Benji	By : MyBloodItches Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Good Charlotte Views: 2466 -:- 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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Making me bleed.

That was the only thing that really mattered to Tony- I could see it in his eyes- watching in a titillating anxious nature as Matt emptied his seed onto my awaiting face. The warm sticky feeling against my skin was enough to send a normal human into a rage. But I guess at that point I was considerably less of a human being to them both- my face soaking up the man’s load- catching every thing he could manage to aim at it.

“You could use a facial anyways Benji.” Tony led wed while running his hands over my face- smearing the mess further into my skin- collecting all that he could manage in his hand before jamming both of his fingers in my mouth- nearly causing me to gag. The salty taste of Matt, on Tony’s normally sweet tasting skin was enough to leave me nauseous. I wanted to spit- to gag to do something to get this mess out of my mouth, but I was helpless as Tony instantly cnuednued to force feed me the salty tasting goo. The sticky textured jizgan gan to slide down my throat making me want to puke yet again. “Taste good don't it bitch?” He demanded while sliding on the bed next to me, removing his hand from my mouth just long enough to motion something to Matt.

“Yes sir..” I spat to him bitterly, still trying to get the thick mucus like film down my throat.

“Matt hand me that blade..” Tony then asked softly, turning his attention to his cousin once more. Matt’s face lit up in delight and he nodded, recovering the thin silver blade from Tony’s discarded pants- making quick to toss the flimsy metal blade to him. “I hate that yake ake me hurt you Benji. I hate it so much..” He said with a sadistic look washing over his face- a sick pleasured look, like my tears, my fear- it all made it so much more intense. And I knew it was a lie. He didn't hate it at all- he relished it. He soaked up my pain like a sponge- absorbing all my emotion, hungry for more. “But you lied to me..” He snickered shaking his head un-approvingly. And I knew it was true- I had lied to him, he’d caught me in a lie. The worst kind of lie- the lie he’d know about all the time. I felt so stupid- in believing that I’d honestly of been able to keep him from finding out about her- because he’d set me up. He’d made me lie to him. “And I fucking HATE liars.” He then added between a set of clenched teeth, the whole while forcing me to roll over to face him- the cuffs twisting my hands in a most un-enjoyable fashion- the tight metal pinching my tired raw wrists.

“Oh god Tony, sir, I’m so sorry!” I spat out still sobbing- looking up at him pleadingly, but there was no forgiveness in those eyes. Not even any remorse- simply more rage, burning thick in both blue clouds.

“what did you say? I know your fucking sorry you don't have to waist your breath with that shit.” He ordered to me, before crawling on top of me- straddling my waist while looking down at me pitifully. “your hella sorry- what’s your point you maggot? That you want me to stop? You want us both to stop?” He laughed shaking his head- his hand finally finding my chest- the sting of his trusty razor making me want to cry out.

“Oh god! NO!” I squealed closing my eyes tightly, the tearing of my flesh becoming harder and harder to ignore as he began to trace over those same trusty marks on my chest- busting each scar open a second time, blood pouring freely from each wound. But the second he heard my protests he just laughed.

“I knew it! You like when I make you bleed don't you? Like to see your disgusting blood all over me..you are a freak Benji…a fucking side show..” He grinned with his comments- happy to be the one causing me so much pain.

And almost demonically he began to run his fingers through my blood- bringing them to his lips- just close enough to lick the collected blood from each one, the most psychotic look imaginable crossing his face. And I was the one getting off on this? On what planet?

“your right Tony. He does look really beautiful when he’s broken.” Matt said thoughtfully- just taking in the sight of his younger cousin simply mutilating another man’s chest. And I wondered if he was into it all to- if something so disgusting could possible make two people excited.

And this was what I’d sacrificed my entire life for? This man was what id given up my family over- given up my freedom for? This monster was the man I’d sworn I was in love with. And even then- it all hurt so much more, because I knew deep down inside I still loved him, still wanted him to love me. But if this was love- then I wasn't so sure I could handle it.

“don't worry Babe..” Tony then said making me look up to him, because for some strange reason I could feel a hint of care in his tone- like he was trying to be sincere to me this time. “I’ll make you cum this time too.” He said almost as if he were promising it to me, and I wanted to laugh. As if that were an sort of consolation for the pain my entire body was wracked with at that moment. I was far too distraught to even have felt any pleasure anyways. “Just as soon as Im done with you that is..” He snickered while dropping the blade dead center on my chest- his hands moving to spread both my legs apart- I felt my opening tense up slightly, knowing inside that I wasn't ready to have this happen again. I couldn’t take the feeling of him inside me too- not as sore as I already was. But objecting seemed a waste of time, because I knew that the more I protested the worse it would become. And maybe, just maybe if I did and said everything they asked of me- I’d be left alone for the evening. I turned my head slightly as if trying to spot where Matt nowod- od- but instantly I felt Tony’s hand grab hold of my face forcing me back to him.

“Just forget about him..” Tony then said in a soft tone, almost nurturing- caring. Making me even more confused, it was beyond me how someone like him could go from insane to caring in .5 seconds flat. But there he sat- crawling closer to him, his lips dangerously close to my own. I could feel his hot breath just hitting against my skin- making me suck in a breath. It wasn't fair how horrible he could make me feel- and then in the blink of an eye I could be sexually attracted to him again. But I was- looking up into those eyes that night I saw the lust he’d had for me from the beginning, the lust that I loved.

And his lips felt like velvet against my own- soft butterfly kisses being planted across my face- causing me to close my eyes adoringly. This certainly was a sick game as far as he was concerned. Love and hate. Hate and love. And then I felt it- the feeling of his rock hard erection coming into contact with my opening. I braced myself for the assault that I feared was going to take place, but to my own surprise he was gentle. Just slowly sliding himself inside of me, the stinging of my insides was still there- only this time It was okay, because the warming in my heart seemed to out weigh it. He was actually showing affection- and not in the ways he had before, but in a way that could make my entire body tingle. He was making love to me- slow rhythmic pumping inside of me, filling me to the hilt. And I found myself drifting further and further from the situation at hand- just getting lost at the sensation of Tony’s thick callused hands caressing my frame- my frail damaged frame. The movements of our bodies felt almost perfect this time- when compared to the others, because from him I could feel something different- something almost rewarding as he began to push himself faster- all the while looking down into my eyes adoringly. “Beg for it little boy..” He then told me- and I knew exactly what he meant- even still he couldn’t help himself from being in control. Because that’s what it was for him, a game of control. He could make me do anything he wanted, and he knew it.

“Tony please!” I cried out, my head thrashing from side to side, simply engulfed in the pleasure that he could give to me. I knew there were two sides to him, two distinct different sides inside of him, the side I was seeing now, was something new to me. Something he’d never allowed me to see before.

“Please what?” He then said with a soft chuckle, moving his lips further down my neck- sucking on the flesh gently- the sensation sending my head into a whirlwind. It was like ecstasy- a weird feeling of warmth washing over me.

“Please baby make me cum!” I then spat out over my own moans, the moans I’d never even realized I’d been making. It was true- he could do things to my body that no female had ever managed to. Sure id had orgasms before, but this was something different- something more intense. My knees began to spasm, feeling so weak underneath the larger man, and I knew I was close, and with a few final thrusts that’s all it took- sending me over the edge- pleasure washing over my entire frame. He’d gotten me off. For the first time in our relationship he’d returned the favor. In this sick, but oddly romantic moment I felt almost like crying- just completely wiped out.

“Hey Benji..” Matt’s voice called dragging me from my panting state- making me look up to him curiously. And horrified I shook my head because in both hands he gripped a small video recorder, and I heard the most horrifying words of my entire life. “say cheese babe.”
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