Tony Loves Benji | By : MyBloodItches Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Good Charlotte Views: 2465 -:- 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. |
Disclaimer: Tony and Benji own each other- and sadly I own nothing. But this lovely sick fiction. Enjoy!
This is the first slash fic I've ever written so be kind lol. I had a friend suggest I post this here because she thought you guys might enjoy it. So I figured what the hell. It's not the best but- it's decent. Alittle sick, alittle disgusting- but decent.
Chapter One
I remember the day it happened- I remember it down to the nail-polish on his finger nails. That was the day I found myself questioning everything I’d ever come to believe about myself. And my life. My sexuality being the most dominant of those things. I was heterosexual- 100%, so then why did looking in his eyes make me feel those butterflies? Those deep thoughtful beyeseyes, burning holes into my own, looking deeper into my soul than ever before. It was almost too intense.
It started so innocent- all I wanted was to take a piss, drinking half the day away can sometimes do that to you. So I climbed up the house’s staircase lazily, missing every other step along the way- the pressure on my bladder becoming greater with each movement. “Oh my dear lord.” I groaned to myself before nearly ripping the bathroom door from off it’s hinges. But the sight that came into vision was anything but what I’d expected to find. Slumped against the wall with his baggy dickies around his knees- was the blonde haired blue eyed friend I thought so highly of. Tony Lovato with his dick rammed down the throat of an anonymous girl- head thrown back in ecstasy. My best friend getting a blowjob in my bathroom. And for some reason I couldn’t take my eyes off the two. His tattooed hand wound tightly around the back of her head- gripping her pony tail forcing her down onto his shaft. The actions electing a serious of animalistic growls from Tony’s pierced lips. It was like he didn’t even care that their little session had been interrupted.
My mind went blank, I had no idea what to do- the urge to piss had quickly fled my mind, and the corner of my mouth began to twitch. This was alittle more erotic than I would have expected it to be. But oddly enough as Tony’s eyes popped open to spot me standing sheepishly in the doorway- he simply shot me a grin. That cocky bastard.
“Piss if you’re gonna piss Benj.” He commanded to me- the pronunciation of my name coming out a lot more as a moan than actual speech. And that made mohan han just my mouth twitch. I’d never of imagined my name coming out of his mouth so poetically- it nearly tickled my ears. And I couldn’t move- just shake my head from side to side, blank for words. The absolute last thing on my mind was pissing.
Instantly he tilted his head back chuckling softly, “you wanna come over here and get your dick wet?” He asked motioning towards the tiny girl who rested up on her knees in front of him. The offer, however enticing as it sounded- made my face flush. “Come here.” He then called to me before I’d even gotten time to answer- and then he motioned to the toilets closed lid. Part of me wanted to decline the offer- and make a quick escape from the room, but looking down at the massive tent forming in the front of my own pants- the bigger part of me begged to proceed. We’d shared a lot over the years, Tony and myself, but never something so personal. So I obediently did as I was told- sitting down nervously just staring up into those eyes, he was always so calm- so cool- collected of a person. I always admired Tony, always. “Work your magic.” He instructed the girl- while forcing her off the bathrooms tiled floor- bending her skinny body over directly in front of me. And oddly enough, the girl didn't so much as protest, shucking me of my pants before nearly swallowing my entire hard on. My head was swimming, with every thought imaginable- but mostly of the man standing directly behind the girl- his hands holding her hips roughly, and it became more than apparent that regardless of who else was in the room- he was in complete control. I’d never met someone who had that ability. And then I found myself thinking thoughts I’d never had before- thoughts that made no sense to me. Thoughts of those pouty lips being the ones wrapped around my hardened member- the silver metal hoop feeling cool against my shaft. I bit my lip roughly to avoid the thoughts. He was my best friend, and beyond that- I was attracted to girls.
So why were the thoughts of the girl sucking me off not as arousing as the ones of the man busy fucking the poor girl senseless? I could hear Tony’s muffled voice from behind the girl- though I couldn’t quite make out the words- something along the lines of “better with a friend.” But I was far too deep in my haze to even bother a reply. This was wrong. This was very wrong.
That’s when I felt the hand- far to masculine to belong to the female busy in front of me. My eyes peeled open to look down at the palm gripping my own. That black finger-nailed hand lacing it’s fingers with my short stubby digits. His callused hands scrubbing roughly with my own. And that’s when it happened- those perfect crystal orbs locking with my own, and it was like magic.
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