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Tony Loves Benji	By : MyBloodItches Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Good Charlotte Views: 2466 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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"Matt you can't be serious!" I called out as his rough callused hands gripped my arms- tugging me up and over his shoulder. It must have been a sad sight to see, the taller man throwing me around much like a ragdoll. And my head just flew to and fro- causing my entire line of vision to become blurred. I couldn't make up much around me- other than the fact that the room was quickly changing. We weren't standing in the bathroom anymore- I was being thrown down on my own bed. The very same bed those trusty silver and blood stained handcuffs hung on- as if a sick reminder of what happens when you don't fall in line. My mind was going 500 miles a minute- random things popping in and out- but mostly thoughts of Joel. Just laying on the bed shaking. His entire body shaking- as Tony returned to the room with Matt's trusty video camera.

"Wow I kinda like this thing...makes you feel important.." He chuckled to himself- and it made me sick how he could go from completely sadistic to humorous at the drop of a hat. Clearly a psychopathic personality. Funny I'd never seen it before. "Now...Benji..tell daddy what you want for Christmas..." He joked again- now poking the camera nearly i fac face- shoving me down on my back on the bed.

"What's that you say? You'd like to fuck your brother.....?" Matt called putting his hand to his ear with a laugh- its funny how they could seem to always finish each other's sentence- or thoughts. "Benji you sick fuck you- I mean, honestly fucking two cousins is one thing, but fucking your brother??" He questioned still playing along in their game of Q&A. Tony began to nod his head laughing something of equality to a hyena just working his attention on keeping his camera help at eye level. "Think about the money we could make on this shit.." He then added out of nowhere- and that was the least of my concerns as Matt's body came flying ontop of my own- nearly shredding the Tshirt from my body leaving me laying naked for the entire room to see. Not that it mattered- because I'm sure that being naked was going to be the GOOD part of it- but I felt a sudden string of self doubt crawl down my spine as Joel's expression turned from hatred to curiosity. My brother had never seen me naked- and for most of my life I had liked it that way.

"What is there to worry about Benji- he's got the same disgusting body as you do." Matt shouted before sucker punching me dead center in my chest- rolling off of me, leaving me gasping for breath, and Joel just let out a sharp shrill. Composing myself as best I could I just followed his line of vision- landing on the huge letters littering my chest. My markings. And I felt about an inch tall. Because now I truly was disgusting. "Oh- don't think your getting any special treatment here Joel.." Matt then called- his hands tearing the pants from Joel's waist in an animalistic manor. Joel called out in a mix of pain and objection- his legs trying to struggle beneath Matt's squatted form. But the fight was useless because he had Joel's clothes off and in a pile almost quicker than he'd managed to rid me of my own.

"Now let me explain the rules to you two pukes.." Tony took charge from his directors seat once more- now suddenly more perked and alert. My eyes rolled to the side to just take in his presence- so arrogant. "You can do this the easy way- the calm way...or Matt will use those happy little handcuffs and this pretty pair of brass knuckles in my pocket to sway your decision.." He then relayed to us- and I didn't dare ques him him. Because I knew he wouldn't throw out idle threats- and this time he wasn't just joking. It was do or die- and I was almost certain I wasn't going to die that day. I wanted to just puke- at the actual thought of what was being thrown at me- I felt the bed shift slightly beside me as Matt stood from off of Joel's torso just looking down at us.

"Well?" He then popped out as if waiting impatiently for somethin jus just turned to gaze at Joel- his face still written with unmistakable panic. "Jesus do I have to do it myself?" He then added after a few seconds of silence- picking Joel up from off the bed just enough to throw him down ontop of me- our bodies tangling together in confusion. It felt awkward in a sense- awkward knowing people were watching- waiting. And awkward because he was my twin brother- my carbon copy. And he was only inches from my face.

"benj...today is your day my friend.." Tony cooed out- as if he had some reward for my part of it all, how he could possibly think there was any silver lining to it at all- was beyond me. But I just bit my lip bringing my eyes up to his. "You always get fucked...but no one EVER lets you fuck them-" He nearly giggled out between perched lips, trying hard to mask his amusement, "So tonight you're gonna finally get to do alittle fucking of your own." I groaned loudly- not from lust, but pure astonishment. How could they expect this from me? How could they want me to do that to him?

"No fucking way!" I cried out viciously in protest, I knew I wanted to try and stand my ground, I just wasn't so sure how long I would be able to. "I've done allot of fucked up shit Tony- I've taken allot of orders from you, but I cant do this! I cado tdo this to him! Not for you..not so you can just film it!" I stammered out- and I felt Joel's hands gripping my shoulders- as if trying to interrupt me speech.

"Benji you'll just make it worse!" He whispered out remorsefully- shaking his head slightly. "Just do it."

"Do I have to punish you too Benjamin- I thought I made my point with Joel, just listen- don't speak unless spoken to and don't EVER use the words no, or I can't...or I'll fucking kill your baby brother sweetheart- I'll paint the walls with his god damn blood.." Tony then began to warn to me, his voice booming with power- the walls nearly shaking around him with anger. I could just feel his hate radiating towards me and without a second word I shook my head shoving Joel face down against the mattress. If I was going to do it I wasn't going to look at it.

"Awe- that is so cute." Matt cackled to Tony just watching my movements. I could hear Joel begin to cry beneath me and I shook my head.

"How am I suppose to have a hard on over this?!" I yelled out pointing to my less than excited member. And it was true- I was further from turned on than I had been at any point in our relationship. And the very thought of what was going on only made it worse.

"Joel can help you with that..." Matt informed me, rolling Joel over once more before nearly ripping his jaws open, just forcing him to sit still before directing my body to hover over the boy's- my mid-section dangerously close to his mouth. And I didn't want to breath- didn't want to move as I felt the warmth of his mouth nearly swallowing me whole. Yet there was something so perversely arousing about his identical mouth sliding down my shaft. As deep as I fought inside to think of things unpleasant- of things that would make me soft for years, but it all did no good- the sensation got too great, the heat of his mouth- mixed with the feeling of his tongue swirling around my tip- I couldn't believe it. I felt as though my entire body was betraying me- because the faster his mouth moved the harder I felt myself grow- I was getting off on it.

"Oh don't hate yourself Benji- your brother sucks a good dick, it's alright you like it.." Tony tried to assure me- I suppose he could just read the mixture of emotions on my face. Because I couldn't move my body- just sit still allowing Joel to do as he had to. And after a few more minutes of pure torture and bliss- Matt pulled my by both shoulders from Joel- shoving me towards the bed again.

"And if you tell me you don't have a hard on now I'll cut it off." Tony called out and I shivered just a bit my eyes connecting with Joe's deep brown orbs. He seemed calmed- I suppose knowing that at least the torture would be coming from someone else this time- and not those two. And I could relate- because I felt the same. I laced a hand in his biting my lip till it nearly turned white.

"I'm sorry." I mouthed to him almost absently- nearly forcing his legs apart with my knee, I felt him trembling as well- and I tried to calm him running my free hand down his face. "Hey- its okay." I then told him with a soft tone falling into my voice- if anything at all- Joel at least deserved to be comforted.

"Yeah okay- this is really touching and all but I said FUCK your brother..not make love to him gees..." Matt shouted interrupting my words completely- before taking both hands- wrapping them around my hips forcing my hips forwards- ripping into Joel's opening without warning. My brothers face fell from contentment to complete pain and I shifted my weight trying hao sto steady myself enough to release some of the tension against him. His eyes clenched shut in a mess of tears and caked eyeliner and the two of us just sat there for a second- adjusting to the feelings engulfing us. I could hear both Tony and Matt releasing tiny groans and grunts- as if encouraging it all. And I couldn't decide- between feeling totally repulsed or turned on. Because I'd never felt anything like this in my life- like a forbidden pleasure that I'd been denied for so long. And without waiting for Joel to open his eyes I began my pace- a deep forceful pace, one I knew that would be of satisfaction for our tormentors. Joel's body shook under my own with each movement- the harder I pushed the more his body jerked and fought, making it even harder for me to mask my sudden pleasure. I caught in the corner of my eye- Tony's facial features nearly bugging from his head- a childlike chagrin from ear to ear.

"Make him bleed Benj." He d oud out- what was it with him and blood? I shook my head aggressively- unwilling to compromise on such a statement. I couldn't do that to my own brother. Couldn't hurt him- tear him the way Tony had done to me. Because I knew the pain it caused, physically and emotionally.

"Faster!" Matt instructed me while slapping his hands against my bare back- my skin stinging in the hot air- I felt so many pressures that night- from so many different angles. So many faces looking to me- as if I were the center of it all. And the angrier my thoughts became the faster I moved- until I couldn't even see the things around me- just feel, the way his body felt tightly around my length. The faces were a blur in my frustration and all I could see was the task in front of me- a place for my anger to have an outlet. Joel's tiny body became my playground- and his hands tried desperately to pry our bodies apart.

"Benji stop! Benji you're hurting me!" Joel called out weakly- his voice cracking slightly. And Matt nearly hit the roof with happiness as his eyes swelled up to the size of coke bottles, the two were truly sitting on the edges of their seats. But I paid little notice to them- or even to Joel's words. Because it all sounded like a mess of gibberish to me- my mind was simply lost- too many thoughts flying around, too many things going on. It made no sense, ignoring his requests I just continued my assault- moving deeper inside of him, burying myself to the hilt- my head thrown back realizing a loud growl. "Benji don't!"

"Fuck him harder Benji!" Tony called out over Joel's whines- and his voice enraged me- just the sound of his words made me want to scream. And before I could even think about it- both of my hands flew up tightly around my brother's flawless neck- both palms gripping it ruthlessly. I wasn't aware of what was going on- just the fact that I wanted someone to hurt. That I wanted to hurt someone- anyone, because all the anger had just blown up inside of me. And as my hands tightened I felt my thrusts increase- Joel's face turning a sick shade of crimson as he tried to fend my attack. But it was no use and I was an animal- ripping through his fragile body without even noticing his discomfort. I guess I blocked it all out- everything. Where I was, who he was- all of it. There was only one matter to me- one thing that kept me going. Orgasm. I had to orgasm- climax- I ha put put an end to it.
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