Help! I need somebody! Ch 3
Rating- R
Summary- Joel is settling down, after he and Benji parted ways. Benji is now in trouble and needs Joel by his side again.
Pairings- benji/joel, Joel/ OFC, Benji/Tony, Benji/ OMC
Disclaimer- I don't own any of the characters, other than John. The situation in this here story is fictious, meaning it is fake and hasn't happened, nor will it ever.
Notes- I have written fan fiction before, but this is my first involving twincest
Joel pulled over the hire car to the side of the road, looking at the neglected tower block before him. "Josh, tell me we made a wrong turn",
Joel turned to Josh.
"Nope", sighed Josh, getthing out of the car. "This is the right place".
Joel followed his brother and locked the car. They walked over to the broken main door, pains of glass were missing, leaving an empty door frame,haning on its hinges, totally useless. As hey walked
into the stairwell, the smell of urine was unbearable, almost making Joel choke. The place was damp and there was festering piles of rubbish up against every wall. It was enough to make Joel's eyes water.
"How can anyone live here", Joel mumbled, as he watched a rat run along the skirtings.
"Believe me", Josh sighed, placing a hand on his brothers' shoulder, "it get's a lot worse upstairs".
Joel felt himself shake his head as he and jpsh climbed a flight of stairs . There were faeces everywhere, and a scrawny cat had taken to following them. Josh led Joel up three flights of stairs and
came to a stop outside a blue, peeling door. Joel felt himself step behind his brother, as he read the words spray painted on the door. "Fag whores go to hell!!!"
Josh was reading this also, "not again", he sighed.
"Again", Joel whispered in shock.
"Yeah, this is the third or fourth time they've been attacked.They won't go the police", Josh shook his head and knocked on the door.
A man with grey hair answered opened the door. "What do you want", he sneered at Josh.
"I'm here to see my brother", Josh replied, pushing the man out of the way. Joel ran after Josh into the appartment. The smell was
disgusting, Joel could feel the bile rise in his throat.
A dirty blond lay on the couch in a pair of boxers, a hand shot up in the air. "Alright, Josh!"
"Tony", Josh greeted, sitting himself on the couch opposite Tony. "Where's Benj?"
Tony lifted his head up to meet Josh's eyes. "Erm, he's in bed, I'll go an get him for ya", he smiled. He sleepily pulled himself to his feet
and stumbled his was to a room to the left. Soft mumbling could
be heard from the room, there was more than just two people taking part in the converstation. "Benji, he's come all this way to see you",
Tony could be heard pleading. "You can't just ignore him."
"So Joshy, what are you doing away out here", the man who let them in asked, staring suspiciously at the two boys.
"I've told you before", Josh murmered. "I'm here to see my brother, and don't speak to me like that".
The man just laughed and turned his attention to Joel. "Well, well, the infamous Joel Madden", he laughed. "What have we done to
deserve this visit. Finally good enough to come andsee your scum of a brother?"
"Don't speak to him like that, Tom", an older man shouted, as he walked out of the room where Tony had not long walked into. "Now get
yourself dressed, you're coming with me down to the club".
Tom looked furious, "who the fuck do you think you are speaking to, John. You don't own me, I'm not one of your whores."
Joel glanced at the angry man behind man behind him, so this was John. This is the man that's been hurting Benji, who , by the looks of
things, had destroyed his twin brother. The man was looked cold, and had scars across his pale face, letting the world know, this guy
means business.
Both Joel and Josh jumped, when a cold, heartless laugh ripped from John's throat. "One of my whores? Your first in-line to use one of
my whores though, aren't you? BENJAMIN! ANTHONY!" John's booming voice shook the small appartment. Shuffling could be heard from
the room to the left, mumbling could be heard as Tony approached John, carefully followed by Benji.
Joel felt his mouth fall open in shock as he saw his twin, it had been 18 months since he last properly saw his brother. Benji's pale body
looked manacipated, his brown hair long and greasy, his thin arms bruised so badly, you could see them clearly through the ink he had
gathered over the years. This was definiately not the Benji he remember. Joel watched Benji entwine his fingers with Tony, who was by his
side, leading his eyes to look at Tony properly. Tony looked a lot more beat up than Benji, with a bandage covering his left wrist, but he
wasn't as thin. Both men stood at John's, looking fearfuly at the man, waiting for instruction. John moved so that he was separating Benji
and Tony, wrapping an arm around each of the men, and his sides.
"You're going to miss my whores, Tom", John smirked at Tom. His eyes glanced over to Joel, who was shuffling uncomfortably on the
couch. He smiled at this, and looked at Benji, who was also watching his brother, a worried expression on his face. John removed his arm
from Tony, and turned his body towards Benji, incapulating Benji's lips in his own. John moved his fee hand to the back of Benji's head, to
stop the younger man from pulling away, as he forced his tongue into Benji's mouth. John smiled as he heard a moan coming from his
young vicitm, he broke the kiss. "Good boy, Ben", he whispered, pecking him on the lips, he released his hold on Benji, turning to Tom.
"Now move it", his voice became colder, "if you want to touch either of these two again."
"Fine", Tom finally decided to co-operate. Walking over to Tony and kissing him on the neck, Tony closed his eyes, as he became relaxed.
He suddenly jumped back, pushing Tom off him. "What the fuck? You bit me", Tony squealed. He walked over to Benji, wrapping his arms
round Benji's waist and rested his forehead on his shoulder. Benji kissed Tony's cheek, and looked at the small wound on his boyfriends
neck.
Benji threw a look at John "This isn't on. We are supposed to protected from that asshole hurting us like that".
John looked at Tony's neck, "Put some antiseptic on it", he advised Benji, who nodded. John turned to Tom, "For that, you can get
changed at the club".
Tom looked disbelievingly at his boss, "You expect me to go down there half naked. I could get arrested".
"Tough", John sniggered. "You know the rules, you do not touch either of my boys like that outside your scheduled time with them".
"You can't do this", Tom shouted.
"You'll find I can, if you want to keep your job that is." John walked over to the front door holding it open for Tom, who marched out in
nothing but a yellowed pair of underpants. "You guys need to talk", John directed at Benji "Come down to the club when your done, alright?"
Benji nodded, as John slammed the door. As soon as the door was closed, Tony lifted his head from Benji's shoulder. " I can't believe
that fucker bit me", he sighed, rubbing his neck with his hand.
"You ok though", Benji asked, a worried look on his face.
"Benj, I'm fine", Tony laughed, pecking Benji on the lips. "I've been through worse, this is nothing".
Tony walked over to the couches, pulling Benji with him. "So Josh? Joel? How are you guys?"
"How are we", Joel shouted. "You guys live like this and ask us how WE are?"
"Joel", Josh elbowed his younger brother.
"Leave him, Josh", Benji smirked. "Whats up, Joel? Here pretend that you actually give a fuck?"
"Benj it isn't like that", Joel insisted.
"It's not? Then what is it", Benji was the one shouting now. "From what I can tell, you didn't give me a second thought till Josh practically
forced you here. And don't you call me that, that's for people who actually give a shit about me".
"Benj", Tony scolded, kissing Benji on the forehead. "He's trying to fix things, you need to try."
"Try", Benji frowned. "Do you know how much strength its taking just to sit here with him?"
"Guys", Josh said to both his brothers. "You guys need to sort this, before its too late".
"What if it's already too late", Benji whispered, meeting Joel's eyes for the first time.
Summary- Joel is settling down, after he and Benji parted ways. Benji is now in trouble and needs Joel by his side again.
Pairings- benji/joel, Joel/ OFC, Benji/Tony, Benji/ OMC
Disclaimer- I don't own any of the characters, other than John. The situation in this here story is fictious, meaning it is fake and hasn't happened, nor will it ever.
Notes- I have written fan fiction before, but this is my first involving twincest
Joel pulled over the hire car to the side of the road, looking at the neglected tower block before him. "Josh, tell me we made a wrong turn",
Joel turned to Josh.
"Nope", sighed Josh, getthing out of the car. "This is the right place".
Joel followed his brother and locked the car. They walked over to the broken main door, pains of glass were missing, leaving an empty door frame,haning on its hinges, totally useless. As hey walked
into the stairwell, the smell of urine was unbearable, almost making Joel choke. The place was damp and there was festering piles of rubbish up against every wall. It was enough to make Joel's eyes water.
"How can anyone live here", Joel mumbled, as he watched a rat run along the skirtings.
"Believe me", Josh sighed, placing a hand on his brothers' shoulder, "it get's a lot worse upstairs".
Joel felt himself shake his head as he and jpsh climbed a flight of stairs . There were faeces everywhere, and a scrawny cat had taken to following them. Josh led Joel up three flights of stairs and
came to a stop outside a blue, peeling door. Joel felt himself step behind his brother, as he read the words spray painted on the door. "Fag whores go to hell!!!"
Josh was reading this also, "not again", he sighed.
"Again", Joel whispered in shock.
"Yeah, this is the third or fourth time they've been attacked.They won't go the police", Josh shook his head and knocked on the door.
A man with grey hair answered opened the door. "What do you want", he sneered at Josh.
"I'm here to see my brother", Josh replied, pushing the man out of the way. Joel ran after Josh into the appartment. The smell was
disgusting, Joel could feel the bile rise in his throat.
A dirty blond lay on the couch in a pair of boxers, a hand shot up in the air. "Alright, Josh!"
"Tony", Josh greeted, sitting himself on the couch opposite Tony. "Where's Benj?"
Tony lifted his head up to meet Josh's eyes. "Erm, he's in bed, I'll go an get him for ya", he smiled. He sleepily pulled himself to his feet
and stumbled his was to a room to the left. Soft mumbling could
be heard from the room, there was more than just two people taking part in the converstation. "Benji, he's come all this way to see you",
Tony could be heard pleading. "You can't just ignore him."
"So Joshy, what are you doing away out here", the man who let them in asked, staring suspiciously at the two boys.
"I've told you before", Josh murmered. "I'm here to see my brother, and don't speak to me like that".
The man just laughed and turned his attention to Joel. "Well, well, the infamous Joel Madden", he laughed. "What have we done to
deserve this visit. Finally good enough to come andsee your scum of a brother?"
"Don't speak to him like that, Tom", an older man shouted, as he walked out of the room where Tony had not long walked into. "Now get
yourself dressed, you're coming with me down to the club".
Tom looked furious, "who the fuck do you think you are speaking to, John. You don't own me, I'm not one of your whores."
Joel glanced at the angry man behind man behind him, so this was John. This is the man that's been hurting Benji, who , by the looks of
things, had destroyed his twin brother. The man was looked cold, and had scars across his pale face, letting the world know, this guy
means business.
Both Joel and Josh jumped, when a cold, heartless laugh ripped from John's throat. "One of my whores? Your first in-line to use one of
my whores though, aren't you? BENJAMIN! ANTHONY!" John's booming voice shook the small appartment. Shuffling could be heard from
the room to the left, mumbling could be heard as Tony approached John, carefully followed by Benji.
Joel felt his mouth fall open in shock as he saw his twin, it had been 18 months since he last properly saw his brother. Benji's pale body
looked manacipated, his brown hair long and greasy, his thin arms bruised so badly, you could see them clearly through the ink he had
gathered over the years. This was definiately not the Benji he remember. Joel watched Benji entwine his fingers with Tony, who was by his
side, leading his eyes to look at Tony properly. Tony looked a lot more beat up than Benji, with a bandage covering his left wrist, but he
wasn't as thin. Both men stood at John's, looking fearfuly at the man, waiting for instruction. John moved so that he was separating Benji
and Tony, wrapping an arm around each of the men, and his sides.
"You're going to miss my whores, Tom", John smirked at Tom. His eyes glanced over to Joel, who was shuffling uncomfortably on the
couch. He smiled at this, and looked at Benji, who was also watching his brother, a worried expression on his face. John removed his arm
from Tony, and turned his body towards Benji, incapulating Benji's lips in his own. John moved his fee hand to the back of Benji's head, to
stop the younger man from pulling away, as he forced his tongue into Benji's mouth. John smiled as he heard a moan coming from his
young vicitm, he broke the kiss. "Good boy, Ben", he whispered, pecking him on the lips, he released his hold on Benji, turning to Tom.
"Now move it", his voice became colder, "if you want to touch either of these two again."
"Fine", Tom finally decided to co-operate. Walking over to Tony and kissing him on the neck, Tony closed his eyes, as he became relaxed.
He suddenly jumped back, pushing Tom off him. "What the fuck? You bit me", Tony squealed. He walked over to Benji, wrapping his arms
round Benji's waist and rested his forehead on his shoulder. Benji kissed Tony's cheek, and looked at the small wound on his boyfriends
neck.
Benji threw a look at John "This isn't on. We are supposed to protected from that asshole hurting us like that".
John looked at Tony's neck, "Put some antiseptic on it", he advised Benji, who nodded. John turned to Tom, "For that, you can get
changed at the club".
Tom looked disbelievingly at his boss, "You expect me to go down there half naked. I could get arrested".
"Tough", John sniggered. "You know the rules, you do not touch either of my boys like that outside your scheduled time with them".
"You can't do this", Tom shouted.
"You'll find I can, if you want to keep your job that is." John walked over to the front door holding it open for Tom, who marched out in
nothing but a yellowed pair of underpants. "You guys need to talk", John directed at Benji "Come down to the club when your done, alright?"
Benji nodded, as John slammed the door. As soon as the door was closed, Tony lifted his head from Benji's shoulder. " I can't believe
that fucker bit me", he sighed, rubbing his neck with his hand.
"You ok though", Benji asked, a worried look on his face.
"Benj, I'm fine", Tony laughed, pecking Benji on the lips. "I've been through worse, this is nothing".
Tony walked over to the couches, pulling Benji with him. "So Josh? Joel? How are you guys?"
"How are we", Joel shouted. "You guys live like this and ask us how WE are?"
"Joel", Josh elbowed his younger brother.
"Leave him, Josh", Benji smirked. "Whats up, Joel? Here pretend that you actually give a fuck?"
"Benj it isn't like that", Joel insisted.
"It's not? Then what is it", Benji was the one shouting now. "From what I can tell, you didn't give me a second thought till Josh practically
forced you here. And don't you call me that, that's for people who actually give a shit about me".
"Benj", Tony scolded, kissing Benji on the forehead. "He's trying to fix things, you need to try."
"Try", Benji frowned. "Do you know how much strength its taking just to sit here with him?"
"Guys", Josh said to both his brothers. "You guys need to sort this, before its too late".
"What if it's already too late", Benji whispered, meeting Joel's eyes for the first time.