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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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“I’ve got a message for you from Benji,” Joel told Tony as he slid onto his lap, placing his guitar onto the floor. He wrapped his arms around Tony’s neck, his legs behind the small of his back, leaning in to kiss him softly.

“And what message is that?” Tony asked, returning the kiss, his hands twining around Joel’s waist, hips starting to rise, pushing against Joel’s, feeling their cloth-clad erections meeting each other.

“Benji said,” Joel dipped his tongue in Tony’s ear, licking and nibbling along the shell, “that if I’m not walking bowlegged by sound check, then he’ll be forced to have serious words with you.”

Tony growled and broke the kiss. “Did he, now? Guess we’ll have to do something about that!” he declared, pushing Joel backwards onto the bed, kneeling over his hips, holding his hands to the bed either side of him. “Can’t go upsetting Benji, can we?” He bent forward, his knees gripping Joel’s waist tightly as he fucked his mouth with his tongue, one hand leaving his wrists to fist in his hair.

Joel broke the kiss, teeth nipping at Tony’s lip ring, hips thrusting up against Tony’s, eyes wide with desire. “And what did you have in mind?”

Tony grinned in answer and he sat back up, hands pulling Joel’s pants down. “Well, it involves you being naked.” He pulled Joel’s hoodie off as he spoke and threw it to the floor.

Joel swallowed heavily, not taking his eyes from Tony. “I can handle that,” he agreed, pulling off Tony’s t-shirt, fingers sliding across his chest to play with his nipples. “What comes after the nakedness?” He asked, grinning at Tony’s gasp of air, a cheeky sparkle in his eyes.

“Oh, fuck… Joel…” Tony moaned, his hands clutching at Joel’s shoulders. “I… “ He cried out in surprise as Joel lunged up and pushed him backward, straddling his chest.

Joel laughed at the stunned look on Tony’s face, dipping his head to take one of Tony’s hard nipples into his mouth, one hand slipping between them to unzip his pants and push them down his legs, fingers curling around his erection. “Fuck?” he echoed. “You wanna fuck me, Tony? Works for me,” he nodded slowly, feeling the palm of his hand becoming slick with Tony’s pre-come. Pulling back, he reached into the bedside cupboard and grabbed the lube they’d left that the previous night. Rocking back on his haunches, he spread his knees and caught Tony’s eyes. Kiss-swollen lips parted and breathing shallowly, he coated two of his fingers and carefully worked them into himself. A moan ripped from his throat, a shiver running through him as he thrust back onto his own hand, Tony’s eyes burning into him and his hands on his knees. “Fuck…” he whimpered, his eyes sliding shut. “Tony….” Sparks of pleasure raced through him and he forced himself to open his eyes. “Want you…. In me… now…”

Tony moaned and shot out a hand, grabbing Joel’s wrist and pulling him onto his lap. “You are such a fucking tease,” he mumbled against Joel’s lips, sucking the lower one into his mouth as he guided his cock into him.

Joel tensed, moaning softly as he adjusted to the feeling of Tony filling him, trembling with pleasure, his hands clutching Tony’s shoulders. “So punish me,” he grinned, rising up slightly before sinking back down again, encouraging Tony to move.

“Oh, I will,” Tony assured him breathlessly, hands circling Joel’s waist as he bucked up inside him. “But first, I’m gonna….” Tony broke off with a moan, his lips meeting Joel’s in a desperate kiss, his thrusts growing erratic as need coursed through him. “Joel… Fuck…” His lips brushed down Joel’s throat, sucking hard at his pulse point, tongue flickering out to sooth the mark he left. “Joel…”

Joel whimpered in response, his head rolling to one side to allow Tony better access to his throat, rocking his hips to meet Tony’s thrusts. “Tony, please… Please… uh… fuck… oh… I…. Tony…” he drew Tony’s name out in a whine, grunting and biting down on his shoulder, his body shaking with his need to come, desperate for Tony to wrap his fingers around his cock and jerk him off. “Tony… I need… please…” He sobbed, back arching at the sound and feel of Tony’s orgasm, thend’snd’s moans sending sparks of pleasure straight through him, pooling in the pit of his stomach, fire shooting through his veins. “Tony…”

Panting for breath, his hair sticking to his forehead, Tony slumped back down on the bed, his hands loose on Joel’s hips. “Fuck,” he gasped, sucking on his lip ring, then grinning up at Joel, smirking at the desperate look on his face. “Something you want, babe?”

Joel groaned. “Please… need…. come…. Tony…”

Tony laughed slowly shooshook his head, his grin turning devious. “Not yet, babe.” He grinned wider as Joel shook his head, eyes widening. Raising an eyebrow, he slapped Joel’s hand when it started to sneak down to his cock. “You wanted to be punished, remember?” His softening cock still snug inside of Joel, he flipped them over so Joel was on his back. “And that means you don’t get to come until I say so.” Bending forward, he kissed Joel hard on the lips, fingers pinching his nipples hard until Joel was squirming under him. A low moan passed his lips as Joel wriggling on his cock started making him hard again. Nodding to himself, he pulled away from Joel and crossed his arms over his chest. “On your hands and knees,” he instructed.

Joel whimpered, but obeyed, his aching cock curled up against his stomach, smearing his skin with pre-come, his balls heavy between his legs. Squeezing his eyes closed, Joel let his head hang low, moaning as Tony ran a hand over his ass, sliding down to stroke his inner thighs, the muscles quivering under his touch.

“Good boy,” Tony praised, kissing Joel on the lips before locking a leather collar around his neck, grinning at the soft sigh that left Joel. “Ready?” Joel took a few deep breaths before lifting his head to look at Tony and nod. “Good.” Tony stepped away from the bed and unzipped his suitcase, pulling out a large flat paddle. He carried it over to the bed and showed it to Joel, who’s eyes widened at the sight, his Adam’s apple bobbing as he swallowed, lpartparting but no sound coming out. “Well… I’m waiting,” Tony raised an expectant eyebrow. Joel closed his eyes again, a silent moan leaving him as he pressed his lips to the paddle, pulling a face at the taste of the cool leather, a shiver running through him. “Good boy,” Tony repeated, placing the paddle on the bed between Joel’s hands, one hand running through his hair. “You will count each slap, thank me for it, then ask me nicely for another. If you miss any of , we, we will start again from the beginning, with five more hits. Do you understand?” Joel nodded but Tony told him to repeat the instructions.

“I… I have to count,” Joel whispered. “I have to… to… th… thank you for each one and… and ask for the n… next one.”

“And if you don’t?”

“Starts again. More slaps.” He replied, aching to ask Tony how many spanks they were starting with, but he knew better.

“Good.” Tony nodded and picked the paddle up again, moving to the end of the bed. He paused; running his eyes over Joel’s ass, his muscles straining not to wriggle, his cock throbbing and aching, and his desperation clear in his tense position. He waited another moment before swinging his arm, the paddle hitting the centre of Joel’s left ass check with a soft thud. Joel yelped and tensed on the bed, his eyes growing wide.

“O… One, thank you T…Tony. P… please may I… I have a… a…. another?” Joel choked out, cheeks burning with the humiliation of being forced to ask for his punishment. He didn’t have long to wait before he was rewarded with a second slap, the paddle this time landing on the right cheek, forcing another cry and another request from him. The routine continued until Joel had counted to twenty-five, every request becoming more stammered as pain-pleasure raced through him, voice hoarse from yelling as the paddle came down again and again on the tender skin, tears slowly rolling down his cheeks, his ass flaming hot and his cock dripping pre-come to the sheets below. He barely registered that the spanking had stopped until the paddle was placed again at his lips, and he kissed it in relief, knowing it meant his punishment was over, and that Tony’s lips would be replacing it. Moaning against Tony’s lips, he returned the kiss with desperate fervour, sucking on Tony’s tongue, fucking his mouth, hands clenching into fists in the sheets as he stopped himself from reaching out to hold him.

“Well done,” Tony praised him, cupping his damp cheek in one hand, pressing his lips to his forehead. “Do you want your reward?” He asked, unlocking the collar from Joel’s neck, tongue flickering over the fresh love bite on this throat.

“Reward?”

Tony nodded, kissing Joel again. “You want to come, don’t you?” Not giving Joel chance to answer, Tony told him to roll over onto his back, a hiss escaping through clenched teeth as his smarting ass brushed over the soft sheets of the bed, Tony crawling between his spread legs. “How badly do you want to come, Joel?” He looked up and met Joel’s eyes; the pupils dilated black so wide that barely a slither of the chocolate brown remained.

Joel whimpered and arched his back up, thrusting into thin air as Tony pulled back. “Tony…” he whined, slumping back down again, fingers clenching in the sheets. “Please…. Let me… want… you… suck… fuck… please… “

Tony laughed, fingers playing across Joel’s chest, circling his nipples. “Which one, Joel? Do you want me to fuck you or suck you?” He asked, knowing damn well he was teasing and loving every fucking second of it.

“Yes… “ Joel moaned; eyes rolling back in his head as one of Tony’s hands slid down to lazily pump his hard-on. “Oh…”

“Look at me, Joel,” Tony whispered, sliding down to kneel between Joel’s legs, taking hold of his hips, warm breath ghosting over the tip of Joel’s cock, making him moan and twitch and thrust up with a whimper, eyes locked on Tony’s.

“To…. Oh, God…” Joel’s back arched sharply, his hips pumping hard into Tony’s mouth, hands flying up to tangle in his hair, chanting Tony’s name in a breathless mantra. Tears of desperation streaked down his cheeks, his lips red and parted as Tony’s skilled lips brought him to a screaming orgasm, two fingers roughly fucking his ass. “Fu… Fu… Fuck… Tony!” His back arched clean off the bed, rocking frantically between his mouth and his fingers, fucking Tony’s mouth, whimpering with every exhalation as Tony wrung every last drop from him, leaving him panting and exhausted on the bed, eyes slits as he watched Tony curl up next to him, kissing him softly on the lips, tongue flickering across them. “Tony…” he murmured, curling into his chest, sighing lightly as Tony corded his fingers through his hair, Joel arching into the touch in a cat-like fashion. “Thank you.”

Tony grinned and dipped his head, kissing Joel deeply. “You’re welcome.”

Rolling his neck, Joel shifted on the bed to face Tony, skin still flushed with pleasure, his breathing starting to even out. “I think Benji’s gonna get his wish; I’m gonna be walking funny for days.” He winced as he moved. “And I don’t think I’m gonna be sitting down this afternoon.”

“I’m sorry,” Tony apologised, worrying his lower lip with his teeth. “I didn’t mean… You should have said something if…”

“Hey, it’s ok,” Joel promised. “I’ll be fine. Really,” he insisted when Tony frowned.

Tony nodded. “Ok.” He pulled Joel on top of him, looping his hands behind his neck, tongue seeking entrance past his lips. “Now, we still have a few hours before you’re due at sound check….”

Joel moaned, cupping Tony’s face in his hands as he returned the kiss. “We do,” he agreed. “Did you have something in…” he frowned as something caught his attention out of the corner of his eye, frown deepening as he turned his head to the side, taking in the purpling bruise on Tony’s upper arm. He pulled back, tracing its outline. “What did you do to your arm?”

“Hmm?” Tony glanced down at his arm. “Oh, nothing. And besides,” he pulled Joel back down again. “We’ve got more import… what?”

“Don’t lie to me, Tony, please. Not after lecturing me about lying to Benji. “

Tony sighed, heart sinking at the troubled look in Joel’s eyes. He shook his head, gaze dropping his hands; he knew he had to tell Joel the truth and knew he couldn’t look Joel in the eyes as he told him. Joel tipping. He unconsciously rubbed his arm as he spoke. “Earlier…uhh… when you went to the bathroom, Benji… “

“Wait… “ Joel shook his head in disbelief. “Are you saying… that… that Benji…?”

Tony swallowed audibly and nodded. “Yeah. “

Joel laughed dryly and got off the bed. “I don’t believe it. I don’t fucking believe it. How dare he…” He grabbed his clothes from the floor and quickly dressed, muttering under his breath, grunting in surprise when Tony grabbed his arm and spun him around. “I… I’m sorry. Tony.”

“What for?”

“I… “

“Where are you going?”

“To speak to my brother.”

Tony shook his head. “Don’t do anything stupid. Promise me,” he insisted when Joel snorted. “Joel…”

“Okay, okay,” Joel agreed distractedly, kissing Tony quickly before stalking out of the room, slamming the door behind him.
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