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Complicated This Feeling	By : AEMorgan Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Good Charlotte Views: 2569 -:- 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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“Uhmm.” Matt blinked rapidly, eyes widening at the sight of Tony holding Joel down on the bed. “I’ll… I’ll come back later.”

He had one foot out the door when Tony called out to him. “Matt, wait.” Pulling Joel up off the bed, he wrapped his arms around him. “You OK?” He whispered and Joel nodded, unable to contain the blush that coloured his cheeks.

“So,” Matt leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed over his chest, watching them. “You two… uhmm… together?” He asked.

“Yeah,” Tony replied, Joel nodding.

“Cool.” Matt grinned, looking carefully at the embarrassed look on Joel’s face, then back at Tony. “Does he know about your… err… quirks?” He asked, raising one eyebrow.

Tony grinned broadly, a cat-who-got-the-cream expression on his fac he he nodded. “Oh, yeah.”

Matt nodded slowly, pushing himself upright. “Cool. Well, I’ll leave you to it then.”

“Matt?” He stopped and looked over his shoulder at Tony. “Can you, you know, keep this to yourself?”

“Sure,” Matt agreed as he walked out the door, shutting it softly behind him.

“Joel?” Tony asked, hands moving to his shoulders, massaging out the tension he could feel there

“I’m ok,” he replied quietly.

“Matt’ll keep quiet,” Tony promised, lips teasing Joel’s ear.

“Yeah, I know.” Joel swallowed and turned to face Tony, folding his legs under him. “How… How does Matt know about… about… you... and…?”

“Uhmm…” Tony sucked his lip ring into his mouth, a faint blush colouring his cheeks. “Let’s just say he taught me everything I know.”

Joel’s eyes grew wide. “Oh.”

“Hey,” Tony dipped his head, catching Joel’s lips with his own. “You don’t need to be jea… No, you’re not jealous at all, are you?” He grinned at the look of lust in Joel’s eyes. “You… you like the idea of me and Matt?” Joel whimpered and nodded. “Cool. Well,” he paused to kiss Joel. “Maybe one day I’ll ask him if he wants to join us. But right now, you are still much too tense.” He grabbed the hem of Joel’s t-shirt and pulled it off, pushing him back down on the bed. “And I know the perfect way to solve that.”

“Oh, and what would that be?” Joel asked, moaning as he felt the cool steel bracelets of the handcufockiocking around his wrists. He automatically tugged against them; feeling and hearing them pull and clink against the metal headboard.

Tony grinned, straddling Joel’s waist and leaning forward kissing him, one hand braced either side of Joel’s head. “Well, it involves driving you crazy and then fucking you senseless.”

“Sounds like a plan,” Joel agreed, squirming under Tony, trying to get another kiss, but Tony moved his lips to Joel’s neck, biting down hard enough to bruise, then soothing the wound with his tongue. “Tony… fuck…”

“You like that, huh?” Tony asked, fingers sliding across Joel’s chest to find his nipples, pinching and twisting them until he gasped.

“You… you know I do,” Joel ground out, arching his chest up, tears pooling in his eyes. He whimpered as Tony’s tongue replaced his fingers, licking, sucking and biting his nipples until they were erect and aching.

“Do you like these?” Tony asked, holding up a of of weighted nipple clamps, a thin silver chain between them.

Joel whimpered, squeezing his eyes shut and tensing on the bed, waiting for the first bite of the teeth to his nipples, eyes snapping open when it didn’t come. Instead, the palms over Tony’s hands brushed over them, his tongue parting his lips, kiss him hard and slow, lazily exploring him.

“Relax,” Tony chastised Joel. “You know it hurts more when you’re all tensed up.” He ran his hands over Joel’s chest again, chuckling when he arched his back clean off the bed. “That’s better,” he encouraged. “Now, are you going to keep quiet or do I have to gag you?”

“I’ll keep quiet,” Joel promised, knowing a gag meant no more kisses.

“Good boy,” Tony grinned, kissing Joel, then sitting back and picking the clamps up again. “Ready?” Joel nodded, breathing fast through parted lips, teeth clenched tightly. Quickly, Tony attached both of the clamps to Joel’s nipples, his yelps sending shivers down his spine. He tugged on the chain, flicking at the clamps until Joel was writhing under him. Grinning, Tony took first one clamped nipple in his mouth, lathing it with his tongue, then the other.

Joel moaned, hands clenching into fists above his head, his hips rocking up against Tony, twin fires dancing across his chest, fires that Tony was only adding more flames to, his teeth grazing over his aching flesh. “Tone… Tony… fuck… please…” Tony didn’t reply, just slid down Joel, grinding their denim-clad erections against each other. Moaning his name loudly, Joel arched up against Tony, pulling on the handcuffs. “Tony… please…”

Tony climbed off Joel, a whimper of loss leaving the bound man as he moved to kneel between his spread legs, palming his erection, the denim damp beneath his hand. “Looks like you got a problem here, babe.” He unbuttoned Joel’s jeans, fingers fumbling briefly with the zip. “Up,” he insted, ed, pulling the jeans down Joel’s legs and dumping them on the floor. “Much better,” he commented, toying with Joel’s erection through his boxers, laughing out loud when Joel arched up, thrusting desperately into his hand. He quickly sent Joel’s boxers to the floor then rocked back on his heels, dragging his eyes slowly down his naked body, wolf-whistling softly, his own erection achingly hard inside his pants. Lifting up, he stripped, wrapping his own around his cock, groaning as he felt Joel’s eyes on him. “What do you want, Joel?”

Joel whimpered, swallowing hard. “You,” he moaned.

“Me?” Tony echoed, quirking one eyebrow, trembling as he continued stroking his erection. “And what do you want me to do?”

“Touch me, Tony, please…” Joel begged, stammering, breaking off into a sob, Tony’s hand trailing down his legs, tracing the tattoos with his fingers.

“Like this?”

Joel shook his head. “No,” he whimpered. “Tony… no… please…” He groaned as Tony’s fingers trailed down his rib cage, making him giggle, then moan in frustration. “Tony, please….”

“What do you want Joel? Where do you want me to touch you? If you don’t tell me, I don’t know, do I babe?”

“Fuck…. Tony… please… touch me… touch…” he moaned as Tony’s fingers played over his stomach. He arched up, his knees bending, legs spreading further apart. “Need you please… touch… touch me…” Tony laughed and relented; knowing Joel wasn’t going to say it, his hands sliding down to finger Joel’s cock, one hand slowly pumping it, spreading the pre-come over his heated skin, the other hand rolling his balls. “Oh fuck! Tony… Tony… Tony… please… Fuck… oh… oh…” Joel arched his back, thrusting into his touch.

“Is that better?” Tony asked breathlessly, his own hard-on pressing painfully against his pants. “Is there anything else you want?”

“You!” Joel exclaimed, his every breath a pant as Tony’s fingers pulled him closer to climax. “In me, Tony. Please… please… fuck… fuck me!” He cried, sobbing with loss as Tony pulled away.

“You’re very demanding tonight,” Tony told Joel, biting down hard on his inner thigh as he slid off the bed, stripping quickly and crawling back between Joel’s legsut, ut, we’ll deal with that later. For now though,” he trailed off, leaning forward and kissing Joel hard, fucking his mouth with his tongue as he slowly pushed into his body until he was fully sheathed, stopping and allowing Joel to adjust to the feeling of being filled.

“Oh…” Joel’s eyelids fluttered shut in pleasure, his lips parting as Tony started to move, pulling all the way out before slamming back in again, every thrust brushing over his prostate, white stars dancing in front of his eyes, red-hot pleasure and need racing through him. “Tony…. Fuck!” He whimpered as Tony’s fingers made their way back to his erection, pumping it on alternate strokes, Joel’s hips rapidly pumpingweenween Tony’s fist and cock, chanting his name in a mantra, his orgasm whipping through his body, back arching off the bed before he slumped back down again, forcing his eyesn ton to watch Tony’s face contorting in pleasure, the long deep moan that signalled his climax wrenched from his throat.

A sated grin on his face, Tony slumped down on top of Joel, meeting his eyes and giving him a long, soft kiss as he uncuffed his wrists, rubbing the red marks where he’d struggled against them.

Joel sighed contentedly, stretching out on the bed before curling into Tony, wrapping his arms around his lover’s waist. “I was right, you know. You are amazing.”

“So are you,” Tony replied, reaching over him and turning out the light before kissing Joel again. His grin faded, and his expression turned serious as he met Joel’s eyes. He opened his mouth to speak but Joel interrupted him, placing a finger over his lips.

“I’ll tell him tomorrow,” he promised; snuggling tighter into Tony’s embrace, sleep slowly claiming him.
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