Fic: Lazy Days
Title: Lazy Days
Author: badfalcon and elvenpirate
Author Web Page: http://www.aemslash.co.uk Obsess, Much?
Fandom: RPS - Good Charlotte
Categories: Benji Madden/Joel Madden. PWP.
Rating: NC-17
Thanks to: You, for reading this. Chel, as ever, for the beta.
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.
Summary: Joel can never stay sleepy for too long when he’s with Benji, especially when Benji is feeling more than a little horny.
Benji sighed contentedly, stretching out along the length of the couch, his arms tightening around Joel. A lazy smile tugged at his lips and he was unable to resist the temptation to press a kiss to Joel’s freckled, tattooed shoulder, running his finger along the fabric of the white wife beater.
“Hmm…” Joel purred, lifting his head to look at Benji. “What?”
Benji’s smile grew and he shook his head. “Nothing. Just…” He trailed off, shrugging one shoulder. “This is nice,” he eventually offered. “Love you, Joel.”
“Uh-huh.” Joel agreed, yawning, his head falling back against Benji’s shoulder. “You’re comfy,” he told Benji, wriggling against him, grinding his ass against Benji’s crotch as he changed position, pillowing his head on Benji’s chest.
“I’m so glad,“ Benji chuckled, dipping his head down and kissing Joel on the lips, running the backs of his knuckles down Joel’s cheek, watching him as he fell asleep, breathing evening out, a smile on his lips.
Benji shook his head in fond amusement, taking a swig from his bottle of Sprite, frowning when he realised it was empty. He reached for Joel’s drink, pulling a face at the taste of Dr Pepper. He muttered half under his breath, stilling to make sure he hadn’t woken Joel before reaching for the TV remote, his attention turning to the DVD they’d been watching.
At least for half an hour or so, until he got bored and decided it was much more fun to tease Joel and wake him up.
A mischievous look crossing his face, Benji grinned, blowing lightly in Joel’s ear, Joel’s shiver and soft moan spurring him on. Giggling to himself, Benji trailed his lips down the side of Joel’s neck, watching the hairs stand on end, Joel whining and lifting his shoulder in a subconscious attempt to stop him. Benji turned his attention to the back of Joel’s neck, blowing and licking until Joel rolled over to glare at him, a sleepy sulky look on his face.
“What?” He demanded, lower lip sticking out in a pout. “I was sleeping.”
“Yeah. And I was bored.” Benji pouted in return. “Besides, you’re my twin and it’s my job to annoy you.”
“You’re sacked,” Joel grumbled.
“That’s not very nice,” Benji complained, giggling as Joel rolled over to face him properly, laying on top of him, one leg sliding between both of Benji’s. Benji’s breath caught in his throat as Joel’s thigh brushed over his half-hard cock.
“Neither is waking me up,” Joel pointed out, running his finger over Benji’s lower lip, a soft sigh escaping him as his finger was sucked into the warm wetness of Benji’s mouth; Benji sucking on the digit. “But that is,” he conceded, a blissful look on his face and a purr rumbling in his chest.
“Yeah?” Benji raised an eyebrow, grinning as he captured Joel’s lips with his.
Joel broke away from the kiss long enough to murmur “Yeah,” back to his twin before rejoining their lips. Joel traced his tongue along Benji’s lower lip, sliding it into the warm crevice as Benji parted his lips to allow Joel access. Benji’s tongue moved to duel with Joel’s inside his mouth as his hands slid around, one cupping the back of Joel’s neck, fingers tangling in the short tendrils there, the other running down his spine to rest just above the curve of Joel’s ass.
Whimpering into the kiss, Joel rubbed against Benji, one hand sliding down to rest lightly on his hip, their hard cocks touching through their clothes.
Breaking the kiss with a sharp gasp, Benji arched his back. He drew in a ragged breath, face flushed lightly pink. “Oh fuck, Joel…”
“Is that what you want?” Joel whispered in Benji’s ear, tongue swirling around the shell before sucking the ring piercing the lobe into his ear, teasing it with his lips and teeth. “You wanna fuck me, Benji?”
“Yes!” Benji trembled, grabbing Joel’s wrist and placing it on the crotch of his pants, panting lightly as Joel toyed with him, slowly unzipping his jeans. “Actually, no.”
Joel blinked in confusion, pulling his hand away and staring at Benji incredulously. He opened his mouth but before he had chance to ask, Benji’s lips were on his, kissing him lazily as he rolled them over to straddle Joel.
“I don’t want to fuck you Joel,” Benji told him between kisses, pulling his wife beater off and rolling his nipples between his thumbs and forefingers. “I want to make love to you.”
Joel whined, biting down on his lower lip, his eyes sliding closed as Benji replaced his fingers with his mouth, teeth and lips teasing Joel’s erect nipples, his deft fingers sliding down to free Joel’s hard-on from the confines of his pants. “Benji….” He shuddered as Benji’s fingers curled around the base of his erection, stroking him in long slow strokes, thumb brushing over the head. He reached up, gripping Benji’s broad shoulders, fingers digging in as he head fell back against the arm of the couch.
Lifting his head, Benji giggled, kissing Joel again, pushing his pants and boxers down his legs, palms ghosting over the planes of his thighs. “You’re so beautiful,” he murmured, hands sliding up to cup his ass.
Joel blushed and stuttered a protest; a protest Benji kissed away.
“Yes, you are.” Benji told him sternly, meeting his eyes.
“Yeah, well…” Joel shrugged, his hands sliding to grip the bottom of Benji’s Mest t-shirt. “You’re wearing too much.” He pulled the t-shirt off, throwing it to the floor, his fingers trailing up and down Benji’s torso, tickling his ribs lightly to make him giggle. “Jeans off.”
Benji nodded in agreement, kissing Joel before pulling back. He quickly stripped his jeans off, fingers sliding in the waistband of his boxers, not pulling them off, smirking and meeting Joel’s eyes with a raised eyebrow.
“Off!”
“Well you didn’t say…” He pointed out, giggling as they soon followed his jeans and he knelt naked in front of Joel, palming his erection. His eyes slid closed, a moan of Joel’s name escaping his pierced, kiss-swollen lips.
“Don’t tease,” Joel moaned, grabbing his wrist and pulling him back down on top of him, kissing him hard. “Please, Benj…” He trailed off, whining as Benji climbed off him.
“We need lube. You stay there and I will be right back,” Benji placed a kiss on Joel’s forehead as he walked past.
Joel sat up, grinning as he watched Benji walk away, eyes on his butt and fingers around his cock. He groaned, forcing himself to his feet as he followed Benji into the bedroom. Leaning against the doorframe, he whistled in appreciation as Benji bent down to open the bedside locker before quickly crossing the room and pressing up against his back, fingers running down the inside of his thighs. “Missed you,” Joel muttered, pulling Benji down onto the bed, lips crushed to each others.
Benji giggled, running his finger along the throbbing vein on the underside of Joel’s cock. “So I see.” He rose to his knees, pushing Joel back down on the bed, moaning as Joel shifted, lying flat on his back, legs parted and knees bent, the lust in his chocolate eyes almost enough to make Benji come on the spot.
Benji climbed off the bed and positioned himself in the space left by Joel’s spread legs. Trailing a hand along the tender back of Joel’s thigh, Benji lifted his twin’s leg, running a finger along the crease of Joel’s perineum. Joel whined, and pushed against Benji’s finger. He just grinned and kissed the tip of Joel’s dick as he withdrew his hand and opened the lube.
“Benji!” Joel grumbled at the loss of contact from Benji’s finger.
“Hold on baby,” Benji soothed, his fingers returning to teasing Joel’s perineum and asshole.
“More,” Joel begged, moaning as Benji obliged, gently pressing his slick forefinger to Joel’s entrance and pushing past the ring of muscle. Joel whimpered and thrust down onto the small object, desperate to be filled by his lover’s hard cock. “Yeah,” he panted, encouraging Benji, “like that.” He reached out for Benji, holding onto his upper arms, eyelids fluttering closed. “Please,” he urged him on. “Need you, Benji. Want you. Please. Now.”
Benji groaned, arm trembling at Joel’s hoarse, breathless pleas. He pulled his finger out, quickly lubing up a second and adding it, twisting his wrist and curling his fingers; Joel’s cry of pleasure as he hit that spot causing his own painfully hard cock to twitch, throbbing against his belly.
“I’m ready,” Joel ground out insistently, frustrated, drumming his heels on the bed, pinning Benji with an intense stare.
“Yeah,” Benji agreed, maintaining eye contact with Joel as he slathered his cock in lube, shifting his grip to Joel’s hips as he slowly pushed all the way in, his balls resting against Joel’s ass. “Oh, fuck yeah.”
Joel exhaled heavily, his head falling back against the pillows even as he reached out for Benji, arm around the back of his twin’s neck, pulling him down for a sloppy wet kiss. His other hand slid down to Benji’s ass, short nails digging into the mounds as they rocked against each other, quickly falling into a natural, gentle rhythm; kissing and touching as they made love.
Joel broke the kiss, moaning wordlessly as he shook with orgasm, Benji’s fingers sliding between them to stroke him on alternate thrusts. “Benji…” He breathed, clutching at Benji, blindly seeking another kiss; a kiss that Benji gladly granted him, whispered declarations of love falling from his lips
“Love you too Joel,” Benji gasped, panting as he too orgasmed, trembling and collapsing down on top of Joel, kissing his neck, flaccid cock still nestled in his ass. He rolled onto his back, pulling Joel against him, arms tightly around him as they kissed, their legs tangled together. He forced his eyes open and grinned at Joel, fingers dancing lightly across his heaving chest, kissing along his jaw line, sucking his lower lip into his mouth as he held Joel, drifting in post-coital bliss.
Joel sighed and stretched out along the bed, purring as Benji cleaned the drying come from his chest with a tissue and his tongue. “Benji…” He whined, batting him away.
Benji laughed, dropping the tissue to the floor and letting Joel pull him back down on the bed. “OK?”
“Hmm….Can I go back to sleep now?” Joel laughed, yawning and curling into Benji’s arms, his head resting on Benji’s chest, his twin’s heartbeat lulling him to sleep.
~El Fin~
Author: badfalcon and elvenpirate
Author Web Page: http://www.aemslash.co.uk Obsess, Much?
Fandom: RPS - Good Charlotte
Categories: Benji Madden/Joel Madden. PWP.
Rating: NC-17
Thanks to: You, for reading this. Chel, as ever, for the beta.
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.
Summary: Joel can never stay sleepy for too long when he’s with Benji, especially when Benji is feeling more than a little horny.
Benji sighed contentedly, stretching out along the length of the couch, his arms tightening around Joel. A lazy smile tugged at his lips and he was unable to resist the temptation to press a kiss to Joel’s freckled, tattooed shoulder, running his finger along the fabric of the white wife beater.
“Hmm…” Joel purred, lifting his head to look at Benji. “What?”
Benji’s smile grew and he shook his head. “Nothing. Just…” He trailed off, shrugging one shoulder. “This is nice,” he eventually offered. “Love you, Joel.”
“Uh-huh.” Joel agreed, yawning, his head falling back against Benji’s shoulder. “You’re comfy,” he told Benji, wriggling against him, grinding his ass against Benji’s crotch as he changed position, pillowing his head on Benji’s chest.
“I’m so glad,“ Benji chuckled, dipping his head down and kissing Joel on the lips, running the backs of his knuckles down Joel’s cheek, watching him as he fell asleep, breathing evening out, a smile on his lips.
Benji shook his head in fond amusement, taking a swig from his bottle of Sprite, frowning when he realised it was empty. He reached for Joel’s drink, pulling a face at the taste of Dr Pepper. He muttered half under his breath, stilling to make sure he hadn’t woken Joel before reaching for the TV remote, his attention turning to the DVD they’d been watching.
At least for half an hour or so, until he got bored and decided it was much more fun to tease Joel and wake him up.
A mischievous look crossing his face, Benji grinned, blowing lightly in Joel’s ear, Joel’s shiver and soft moan spurring him on. Giggling to himself, Benji trailed his lips down the side of Joel’s neck, watching the hairs stand on end, Joel whining and lifting his shoulder in a subconscious attempt to stop him. Benji turned his attention to the back of Joel’s neck, blowing and licking until Joel rolled over to glare at him, a sleepy sulky look on his face.
“What?” He demanded, lower lip sticking out in a pout. “I was sleeping.”
“Yeah. And I was bored.” Benji pouted in return. “Besides, you’re my twin and it’s my job to annoy you.”
“You’re sacked,” Joel grumbled.
“That’s not very nice,” Benji complained, giggling as Joel rolled over to face him properly, laying on top of him, one leg sliding between both of Benji’s. Benji’s breath caught in his throat as Joel’s thigh brushed over his half-hard cock.
“Neither is waking me up,” Joel pointed out, running his finger over Benji’s lower lip, a soft sigh escaping him as his finger was sucked into the warm wetness of Benji’s mouth; Benji sucking on the digit. “But that is,” he conceded, a blissful look on his face and a purr rumbling in his chest.
“Yeah?” Benji raised an eyebrow, grinning as he captured Joel’s lips with his.
Joel broke away from the kiss long enough to murmur “Yeah,” back to his twin before rejoining their lips. Joel traced his tongue along Benji’s lower lip, sliding it into the warm crevice as Benji parted his lips to allow Joel access. Benji’s tongue moved to duel with Joel’s inside his mouth as his hands slid around, one cupping the back of Joel’s neck, fingers tangling in the short tendrils there, the other running down his spine to rest just above the curve of Joel’s ass.
Whimpering into the kiss, Joel rubbed against Benji, one hand sliding down to rest lightly on his hip, their hard cocks touching through their clothes.
Breaking the kiss with a sharp gasp, Benji arched his back. He drew in a ragged breath, face flushed lightly pink. “Oh fuck, Joel…”
“Is that what you want?” Joel whispered in Benji’s ear, tongue swirling around the shell before sucking the ring piercing the lobe into his ear, teasing it with his lips and teeth. “You wanna fuck me, Benji?”
“Yes!” Benji trembled, grabbing Joel’s wrist and placing it on the crotch of his pants, panting lightly as Joel toyed with him, slowly unzipping his jeans. “Actually, no.”
Joel blinked in confusion, pulling his hand away and staring at Benji incredulously. He opened his mouth but before he had chance to ask, Benji’s lips were on his, kissing him lazily as he rolled them over to straddle Joel.
“I don’t want to fuck you Joel,” Benji told him between kisses, pulling his wife beater off and rolling his nipples between his thumbs and forefingers. “I want to make love to you.”
Joel whined, biting down on his lower lip, his eyes sliding closed as Benji replaced his fingers with his mouth, teeth and lips teasing Joel’s erect nipples, his deft fingers sliding down to free Joel’s hard-on from the confines of his pants. “Benji….” He shuddered as Benji’s fingers curled around the base of his erection, stroking him in long slow strokes, thumb brushing over the head. He reached up, gripping Benji’s broad shoulders, fingers digging in as he head fell back against the arm of the couch.
Lifting his head, Benji giggled, kissing Joel again, pushing his pants and boxers down his legs, palms ghosting over the planes of his thighs. “You’re so beautiful,” he murmured, hands sliding up to cup his ass.
Joel blushed and stuttered a protest; a protest Benji kissed away.
“Yes, you are.” Benji told him sternly, meeting his eyes.
“Yeah, well…” Joel shrugged, his hands sliding to grip the bottom of Benji’s Mest t-shirt. “You’re wearing too much.” He pulled the t-shirt off, throwing it to the floor, his fingers trailing up and down Benji’s torso, tickling his ribs lightly to make him giggle. “Jeans off.”
Benji nodded in agreement, kissing Joel before pulling back. He quickly stripped his jeans off, fingers sliding in the waistband of his boxers, not pulling them off, smirking and meeting Joel’s eyes with a raised eyebrow.
“Off!”
“Well you didn’t say…” He pointed out, giggling as they soon followed his jeans and he knelt naked in front of Joel, palming his erection. His eyes slid closed, a moan of Joel’s name escaping his pierced, kiss-swollen lips.
“Don’t tease,” Joel moaned, grabbing his wrist and pulling him back down on top of him, kissing him hard. “Please, Benj…” He trailed off, whining as Benji climbed off him.
“We need lube. You stay there and I will be right back,” Benji placed a kiss on Joel’s forehead as he walked past.
Joel sat up, grinning as he watched Benji walk away, eyes on his butt and fingers around his cock. He groaned, forcing himself to his feet as he followed Benji into the bedroom. Leaning against the doorframe, he whistled in appreciation as Benji bent down to open the bedside locker before quickly crossing the room and pressing up against his back, fingers running down the inside of his thighs. “Missed you,” Joel muttered, pulling Benji down onto the bed, lips crushed to each others.
Benji giggled, running his finger along the throbbing vein on the underside of Joel’s cock. “So I see.” He rose to his knees, pushing Joel back down on the bed, moaning as Joel shifted, lying flat on his back, legs parted and knees bent, the lust in his chocolate eyes almost enough to make Benji come on the spot.
Benji climbed off the bed and positioned himself in the space left by Joel’s spread legs. Trailing a hand along the tender back of Joel’s thigh, Benji lifted his twin’s leg, running a finger along the crease of Joel’s perineum. Joel whined, and pushed against Benji’s finger. He just grinned and kissed the tip of Joel’s dick as he withdrew his hand and opened the lube.
“Benji!” Joel grumbled at the loss of contact from Benji’s finger.
“Hold on baby,” Benji soothed, his fingers returning to teasing Joel’s perineum and asshole.
“More,” Joel begged, moaning as Benji obliged, gently pressing his slick forefinger to Joel’s entrance and pushing past the ring of muscle. Joel whimpered and thrust down onto the small object, desperate to be filled by his lover’s hard cock. “Yeah,” he panted, encouraging Benji, “like that.” He reached out for Benji, holding onto his upper arms, eyelids fluttering closed. “Please,” he urged him on. “Need you, Benji. Want you. Please. Now.”
Benji groaned, arm trembling at Joel’s hoarse, breathless pleas. He pulled his finger out, quickly lubing up a second and adding it, twisting his wrist and curling his fingers; Joel’s cry of pleasure as he hit that spot causing his own painfully hard cock to twitch, throbbing against his belly.
“I’m ready,” Joel ground out insistently, frustrated, drumming his heels on the bed, pinning Benji with an intense stare.
“Yeah,” Benji agreed, maintaining eye contact with Joel as he slathered his cock in lube, shifting his grip to Joel’s hips as he slowly pushed all the way in, his balls resting against Joel’s ass. “Oh, fuck yeah.”
Joel exhaled heavily, his head falling back against the pillows even as he reached out for Benji, arm around the back of his twin’s neck, pulling him down for a sloppy wet kiss. His other hand slid down to Benji’s ass, short nails digging into the mounds as they rocked against each other, quickly falling into a natural, gentle rhythm; kissing and touching as they made love.
Joel broke the kiss, moaning wordlessly as he shook with orgasm, Benji’s fingers sliding between them to stroke him on alternate thrusts. “Benji…” He breathed, clutching at Benji, blindly seeking another kiss; a kiss that Benji gladly granted him, whispered declarations of love falling from his lips
“Love you too Joel,” Benji gasped, panting as he too orgasmed, trembling and collapsing down on top of Joel, kissing his neck, flaccid cock still nestled in his ass. He rolled onto his back, pulling Joel against him, arms tightly around him as they kissed, their legs tangled together. He forced his eyes open and grinned at Joel, fingers dancing lightly across his heaving chest, kissing along his jaw line, sucking his lower lip into his mouth as he held Joel, drifting in post-coital bliss.
Joel sighed and stretched out along the bed, purring as Benji cleaned the drying come from his chest with a tissue and his tongue. “Benji…” He whined, batting him away.
Benji laughed, dropping the tissue to the floor and letting Joel pull him back down on the bed. “OK?”
“Hmm….Can I go back to sleep now?” Joel laughed, yawning and curling into Benji’s arms, his head resting on Benji’s chest, his twin’s heartbeat lulling him to sleep.
~El Fin~