Wet & Wild | By : AEMorgan Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Good Charlotte Views: 2328 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Title: Wet and Wild
Author: Adelaide Elizabeth Morgan (falconkenobi@aol.com)
Author Web Page: http://www.aemslash.co.uk Obsess, Much?
Fandom: RPS – Good Charlotte
Categories: Benji Madden/Joel Madden,. PWP
Rating: NC17
Archive: Yes to list archives. All others please let me know where so I can come and preen, okay?
Thanks to: You, for reading this. Paul, for being patient and understanding when I disappear into the computer room for days on end to write.
Disclaimer: Benji & Joel Madden are real people, and the events in this story are just that - fictional, figments of my sick and twisted imagination. Hell, call it a fantasy if it makes you feel better. Whatever. No rumours should be started in regards to any events in these works of fiction. This story is written purely for entertainment purposes and no money is being made out of it.
Notes: This one’s for Chel cos it was a Sunday evening and she wanted, and I quote: ‘hot Cassie twincest’ LMFAO.
Summary: Benji. Joel. Shower. Sex.
Benji sighed as the hot water cascaded down on him. Bracing himself against the wall, he let his head drop forward, as the water pounded down on the back of his neck and down his shoulders, the heat starting to ease the tension from his muscles. He squeezed his eyes closed, tilting his face up into the spray, fingers rinsing the shampoo out of his hair.
The whole night, after he came off stage, had been hectic. Hot and sweaty, he'd not even had chance to towel off before he was ushered into a car and whisked away to the hotel, where he'd then gotten... even more hot and sweaty with Joel. A wide grin split his face at the thought of Joel; he loved how being with Joel made him feel like a lovesick teenager again. Made him as horny as one as well, the first stirrings of arousal growing in the pit of his stomach.
Shaking his head, Benji slicked his hair back, reaching out for the soap, ignoring the gentle swelling of his cock. Now was not the time for thoughts of Joel and sex; now was the time for getting clean. He stank of sweat and come, his skin crawling at the thought.
He lathered the soap in his hands, sudded hands moving to wash his shoulders. He shivered at his touch; he was obviously more turned on than he'd realised. Soaping his chest, he groaned as his fingers ran over his hard nipples, his back arching into his hands. He washed the suds off with his fingertips, the water running in rivulets down his stomach.
Spreading his legs to accommodate his now very erect cock, Benji braced himself against the wall, as he caressed his torso, head falling back into the spray. Fingers pinching tight nipples, he bit down on his lips to stifle his cries of pleasure. His hand travelled further down his body, stroking the insides of his thighs.
A tattooed arm slid around his waist, batting away the hand that was creeping towards his cock, and Joel's mouth was at Benji's ear. "Oh, no you don't! That's my toy to play with, not yours."
"Joel?" Benji gasped, his voice rising to a question, as Joel sucked on his earlobe.
"Of course it's me." The sucking turned to gentle nibbles as Joel spoke. "Unless there's someone else who would be joining you in the shower?" Joel's free hand trailed lazily over Benji's skin, sparking up electricity with each touch.
"N... No." Benji shook his head. "But I thought you w... were asleep?"
"I was. But I woke up and you weren't there." Joel pouted. "So I came to find you. And here you are, naked and wet and hard and playing with yourself. And suddenly I'm not sleepy anymore." Joel rolled his hips forward, his own erection brushing against the back of Benji's thigh.
Benji moaned, rocking back against Joel, his head falling forward against his hands as Joel's fingers curled around his cock, pumping him steadily. Joel's mouth left Benji's ear, kissing down his throat to suck on the juncture of neck and shoulder. "Joel!" Benji almost wailed, locking his knees, his hips thrusting hard into Joel's hands. "F... Fuck me, Joel, please. Need you." He was begging; he knew he was, but was beyond caring.
With a growl, Joel looked up, squinting to stop the water getting in his eyes, searching the stall, gaze landing on the bottle of conditioner in the soap dish. Pulling away from Benji ever so slightly, he coated his erection with the conditioner, hissing at the feel of the cold gel on his hot flesh. He smeared two of his fingers with the lotion, sliding them slowly into Benji.
Benji pushed back against Joel, tilting his hips, adjusting the angle so Joel's fingers brushed against his prostate. He cried Joel's name, thrusting into his hand, the steady strokes on his cock not fast enough.
Joel gritted his teeth as he positioned the head of his cock against Benji's entrance. "Ready?"
"Oh, fuck, Joel!" Benji panted, rocking hard against Joel. Joel swept Benji's water-heavy hair away from his face, kissing his neck again, tongue flickering over the ink staining his skin.
"Hold still for me, Benji." Joel spread Benji's legs further apart with his legs, hands sliding down to hold his waist. Benji's hands balled into fists, muscles tensing at the effort of standing still. "Relax, Benj… Relax." Joel swept the palm of his hand over the head of Benji's cock, his mouth latching onto the pulse point of his throat, sucking hard.
Benji gasped, legs quivering, head tilting back against Joel's chest, water raining down over his face. His eyes slid closed and he moaned as Joel slowly pushed past the sensitive ring of muscles in his ass, holding still to let him adjust to being filled.
Joel groaned as Benji's muscles spasmed around him, milking his cock. He fought the urge to pull out and thrust all the way back in again, fucking Benji; he waited instead until Benji rocked insistently back against him. Joel wrapped his arm tightly around Benji's waist, holding him close as he made love to him, his orgasm spiralling from his stomach, taking him over the edge at the same time as Benji came, spurting over his hand and up the shower wall.
Benji collapsed into Joel's arms, chest heaving as the now cold water poured over them, cooling their fevered skin. Standing up straight, Benji turned and leant against the wet wall, pulling Joel over with him. Joel pressed his body against Benji's as they kissed, hands playing over each other's backs.
"Love you," Benji mumbled against Joel's mouth, starting to shiver as the cold water pounded down on them.
Joel smiled, running his fingers down the sides of Benji's face, reaching out to turn the water off. "You're fucking freezing!" Joel grabbed Benji's hands and pulled him out of the shower, wrapping a towel around him, drying off his hair. Benji laughed, and wrapped another towel around Joel, kissing him as he did.
They ended up on the toilet seat, Benji straddling Joel's lap, cupping his face as they kissed. Breaking the kiss, Benji lay against Joel, head resting on his shoulder. "I need a shower," he complained, lower lip sticking out in a pout.
"You just had one," Joel pointed out, giggling.
"Yeah, but I'm all hot and sticky again." Benji whined playfully.
"Definitely hot," Joel agreed, tilting Benji's chin up and kissing him. Benji laughed into Joel's mouth, opening up under his brother's lips. "But if it's another shower you want, another shower we'll have," Joel decided.
"To get clean, Joel. To get clean."
Joel raised one eyebrow. "To get clean," he echoed, a wicked grin spreading across his face. "But it doesn't mean we can't get dirty again first," he decided, standing, throwing all the towels to the floor. He pulled Benji back into the shower, turning the water on again as he did, thanking God for the amazing hot water heaters hotels had. Joel pulled Benji close, kissing him passionately, as the hot water sprayed down on them.
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