FIC: Guess Who's Coming For Christmas
Title: Guess Who's Coming For Christmas
Author: Cassie 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: NC-17
Thanks to: You, for reading this. Chel, as ever, for the beta and the chocolate!
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: Finding the family gathering to be a little... monotonous, Benji & Joel sneak away to celebrate Christmas their way.
"You look as bored as I feel," Benji whispered into Joel's ear.
Joel glanced around the room, rolling his eyes theatrically. "You know it," he hissed back. "Is it me or does this get more and more tedious every year?"
Benji giggled softly. "No," he agreed. "It's not just you. But Mom seems to love it."
Joel slumped down on the couch, leaning his head against Benji's shoulder. He sighed, his lower lip sticking out in a pout as he glanced around, watching the various members of his family all gathered in the room; their mother's new Christmas 'tradition'. "I'm bored, Benj," he whined, his fingertips trailing down Benji's arm. "I can think of much more fun ways to spend Christmas afternoon. And it doesn't involve...” he paused, looking over Josh's shoulder at the TV. "Miracle On 34th Street."
"Joel..." There was warning note to Benji's voice and he stared pointedly at where their mom sat on the other side of the room.
"What?" Joel smirked. "I'm just trying to have fun."
"Not here," Benji insisted, biting down on his lower lip to stifle a moan, but still stretching his arm out along the back of the couch, uncrossing his legs and letting them fall open.
Joel's fingers strayed from Benji's arm to tickle down his ribcage; Benji squirming as Joel's fingers slid under the hem of his t-shirt. He glanced around the room but everyone seemed oblivious to the two of them as he angled his body to hide his actions. "Then where?" He whispered, his mouth close to Benji's ear, breath ghosting over it.
"Joel..." Benji swallowed heavily, stifling a moan as he pinned his brother with needy eyes.
"What?" Joel looked innocently back at Benji, a mischievous look on his face. He took another look around the room, a look of sympathetic amusement crossing his face at the bored expressions on Josh and Sarah's faces. Shaking his head, he groaned and rose to his feet. "I can't fucking take this," he muttered, half under his breath, grabbing Benji's hand and pulling him up. They made their way across the room and were almost at the door when Sarah called out to them.
"Where are you two going?" She demanded, slightly sulkily. She quirked an eyebrow, curious expression on her face as everyone in the room turned to look at the twins.
Joel felt his cheeks redden as he stumbled to a stop. "Um..."
Benji jumped to the rescue, holding his stomach. "I ate too much at dinner," he moaned convincingly. "I think I'm gonna be sick."
"And that takes both of you?" Robin asked suspiciously.
Josh rolled his eyes, sprawling backwards on the floor. "Of course it takes two of them," he laughed, lifting his head to look at Benji; the look in his eyes conveying that he understood how bored they were. "It's Benji and Joel, Mom. It takes both of them to have a shit!"
"Ew, Josh that's gross," Sarah protested, throwing a cushion at her older brother. It hit him square on the head and he retaliated by springing up, grabbing her and tickling her mercilessly, mouthing 'go' at Benji.
Benji giggled and, making a mental note to thank Josh later that evening, grabbed Joel's hand; the two of them taking advantage of the distraction to run up the stairs to their bedroom. They stumbled in, ripping each other's clothes off, falling onto one of the beds only in their boxers.
"Now," Joel mumbled between kisses, his hands cupping Benji's face. "Where were we?"
Benji growled and rolled them over to straddle Joel's hips. "I'm more concerned about what we're gonna do next," he growled. "Fuck where we were."
Joel groaned, his hands resting lightly on Benji's hips as his tongue flickered across his chest, mouthing and suckling on his nipples. "I'd rather fuck you."
"That works too," Benji agreed, his eyes sliding closed as Joel's fingers pushed his boxers down, fingers curling around his erection, pumping him oh-so-slowly. Benji groaned softly, biting down on his index finger. He rocked his hips into the touch, leaning forward and bracing himself on the bed with one hand by Joel's head.
"Suck me Benji," Joel whispered, pleaded.
Benji groaned, dipping his head down, his lips meeting Joel's. He sucked Joel's lower lip into his mouth, worrying it with his teeth, pressing himself against his body, rubbing against him until Joel's arms wrapped around him. Grinning against Joel's lips, Benji slowly slid down his body, settling between his spread legs, index fingers hooked in the elastic of his boxers. He slowly slid them down; the flats of his hands caressing Joel's inner thighs, coursing seductively down his calves before throwing the boxers to the floor. He swept his hands back up Joel's legs; making him groan, then squirm as his tongue trailed along first one thigh, then the other, teasing his way to mouth his balls.
"Benj..." Joel whined, desperate for his twin to stop teasing him and to give him the contact where he needed it most.
Lifting his head, Benji grinned and winked at Joel, maintaining eye contact as he flicked his tongue out across the tip of Joel's erection.
Joel groaned, his hips bucking up at the touch, his hands grabbing the sides of Benji's head as he moaned his name.
Benji winced at the tightening of Joel's fingers in his hair, reaching up with one hand and batting his fingers to let him know it was too much, relieved when the grip loosened; an apologetic look in Joel's eyes. Benji grinned before dipping his head, running his tongue along the thick, throbbing vein at the underside of his cock, kissing and licking the length of his shaft.
Whimpering, Joel dug his feet into the sheets, bending his knees and thrusting his hips upwards.
"No you don't," Benji muttered to himself, pressing Joel's hips back down against the bed, giggling at the frustrated mewlings of his twin. He pulled back long enough to make eye contact and smirk at Joel; a shiver running straight down his spine and further hardening his cock at the look of need on Joel's face. He moaned, palming himself before turning his attention back to Joel's erection; swirling his tongue around the head.
"Don't tease," Joel begged, panting; his fingers tightening in Benji's hair again as he struggled against the grip he had on him. "Please, Benji..."
Benji nodded, and, taking pity on Joel, loosened his grip on Joel's hips, letting Joel take control of the moment; thrusting into his mouth, Benji hollowing his cheeks and letting Joel fuck him. He moaned around Joel's cock, fingers rolling his balls and stroking his inner thighs as his tongue caressed the underside of Joel's pistoning cock.
Joel bit down on his lower lip to stifle his cries of pleasure, his eyes rolling back in his head and his body trembling as desire crashed through him; the sight of his twin's lips around his cock never failing to turn him on so fucking hard. He forced himself to look down, meeting Benji's eyes, moaning as he thrust harder but then whimpering as Benji pulled away, grabbing his head and pulling him down for a lazy, wet kiss.
"Benji?" Joel frowned in confusion, his face and neck flushed pink with arousal.
Benji giggled and kissed Joel quietly, pushing him back down on the bed and crawling on top of him, taking both their erections in one hand, stroking them together as he nibbled on Joel's ear. "I want you to come inside of me, Joel."
Joel whimpered, arching up against Benji, biting down on his shoulder. He swallowed heavily, his hands sliding down Benji's back to grab his ass, holding him tightly as they ground against each other. "Yeah," he agreed, digging his nails in, his back arching up and a low moan escaping him at the thought. "Fuck..."
"That was the plan," Benji replied breathlessly, rising to his knees and straddling Joel's hips. He leaned over and reached under the bed, fumbling around for the lube he was sure was down there somewhere. His fingers grabbed it and he placed it in Joel's hands, shivering as Joel uncapped the tube, squeezing the cool gel onto his fingers, then reaching between Benji's legs, one finger massaging the muscles until his finger slid in easily. He reapplied the lube, sliding a second finger in, pumping them slowly in and out; Benji whimpering and groaning as he rocked back and pressed down on his finger, begging Joel wordlessly.
Joel giggled, kissing Benji, sucking on his tongue as he pulled his fingers clear, hand shaking as he coated his erection.
Benji rose to his haunches, sucking his lower lip into his mouth as he grabbed the metal rung of the headboard, fingers tightening around it as he slowly sank down on Joel's cock, a rough moan ripped from him at the burn of penetration. "Joel," he whimpered, his teeth clenched.
Joel stroked his fingers down Benji's cheek, peppering his face with light kisses, soothing him, reassuring him. "It's ok," he promised, his hands sliding down to rest easily on Benji's hips, tracing random patterns, feeling the muscles twitching in desire under his fingers.
"Yeah," Benji breathed, his forehead resting against Joel's as he adjusted, relaxing and floating in the sensation, his legs trembling as he lifted himself up slightly, sinking back down again; Joel rising up to meet him. "Oh fuck, Joel."
Joel smiled at Benji, their lips meeting in a hard passionate kiss, their tongues duelling, their bodies rocking hard against each other; the bed creaking and the headboard banging against the wall in the same rhythm as their movements. "Gonna come," Joel gasped, one of his hands tightening on Benji, gripping him hard enough to bruise him as his other hand snaked between them, curling around Benji's diamond-hard erection, pumping him hard.
"Eyes open," Benji begged, his back tensing and straightening as his own orgasm crashed through him. "Wanna watch you. Fuck." He threw his head back in a silent yell, his lips parted and wide, his knuckles white as he rode the waves of his pleasure; the unfamiliar sensations assaulting him, Joel coming inside him, semen trickling down his thighs onto the bed. "Fuck," he repeated, as his grip on the headboard failed and he slumped down on top of his brother. "Joel."
"Benj," Joel answered, his arms wrapping around Benji, rolling them onto their sides, his softening cock still nestled in Benji's ass as he wiped his hands clean on Benji's boxers. Their eyes met, both of them grinning at each other, their hands running over each other's backs as they calmed down, kissing and touching gently.
"You were right," Benji told Joel quietly as he curled up behind him, pressing a kiss to his shoulder.
"Hmm?" Joel stretched out along Benji, their legs tangling easily together.
"That was definitely a more fun way to spend Christmas afternoon."
"Yeah." Joel sighed, rolling around to face Benji. "But we should probably go back downstairs."
"Do we have to?" Benji sulked.
Joel nodded, kissing Benji's pout away. "I think so, yeah. Before mom comes to look for us, or something."
"Oh," Benji nodded. "Yeah." He sighed, pulling Joel into a tight hug before releasing him and sitting up, grabbing his boxers. He picked them up, raising an eyebrow at the stain on them and threw them to the floor. Meeting Joel's eyes, he grabbed his pants and pulled them up sans underwear, smirking at the look of lust in Joel's eyes. He finished getting dressed and threw Joel's t-shirt at him. "You coming?" He asked, opening the door.
"Just did," Joel groaned, struggling into his clothes before following Benji back down the stairs.
"Feel better, Benji?" Josh asked, winking at his younger brothers as they curled up together on the couch.
Benji felt his cheeks heat up and he stared blankly at the TV. "Much," he muttered, Joel giggling in his ear, one hand resting on his knee as his head fell back against his shoulder.
~El Fin~
Author: Cassie 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: NC-17
Thanks to: You, for reading this. Chel, as ever, for the beta and the chocolate!
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: Finding the family gathering to be a little... monotonous, Benji & Joel sneak away to celebrate Christmas their way.
"You look as bored as I feel," Benji whispered into Joel's ear.
Joel glanced around the room, rolling his eyes theatrically. "You know it," he hissed back. "Is it me or does this get more and more tedious every year?"
Benji giggled softly. "No," he agreed. "It's not just you. But Mom seems to love it."
Joel slumped down on the couch, leaning his head against Benji's shoulder. He sighed, his lower lip sticking out in a pout as he glanced around, watching the various members of his family all gathered in the room; their mother's new Christmas 'tradition'. "I'm bored, Benj," he whined, his fingertips trailing down Benji's arm. "I can think of much more fun ways to spend Christmas afternoon. And it doesn't involve...” he paused, looking over Josh's shoulder at the TV. "Miracle On 34th Street."
"Joel..." There was warning note to Benji's voice and he stared pointedly at where their mom sat on the other side of the room.
"What?" Joel smirked. "I'm just trying to have fun."
"Not here," Benji insisted, biting down on his lower lip to stifle a moan, but still stretching his arm out along the back of the couch, uncrossing his legs and letting them fall open.
Joel's fingers strayed from Benji's arm to tickle down his ribcage; Benji squirming as Joel's fingers slid under the hem of his t-shirt. He glanced around the room but everyone seemed oblivious to the two of them as he angled his body to hide his actions. "Then where?" He whispered, his mouth close to Benji's ear, breath ghosting over it.
"Joel..." Benji swallowed heavily, stifling a moan as he pinned his brother with needy eyes.
"What?" Joel looked innocently back at Benji, a mischievous look on his face. He took another look around the room, a look of sympathetic amusement crossing his face at the bored expressions on Josh and Sarah's faces. Shaking his head, he groaned and rose to his feet. "I can't fucking take this," he muttered, half under his breath, grabbing Benji's hand and pulling him up. They made their way across the room and were almost at the door when Sarah called out to them.
"Where are you two going?" She demanded, slightly sulkily. She quirked an eyebrow, curious expression on her face as everyone in the room turned to look at the twins.
Joel felt his cheeks redden as he stumbled to a stop. "Um..."
Benji jumped to the rescue, holding his stomach. "I ate too much at dinner," he moaned convincingly. "I think I'm gonna be sick."
"And that takes both of you?" Robin asked suspiciously.
Josh rolled his eyes, sprawling backwards on the floor. "Of course it takes two of them," he laughed, lifting his head to look at Benji; the look in his eyes conveying that he understood how bored they were. "It's Benji and Joel, Mom. It takes both of them to have a shit!"
"Ew, Josh that's gross," Sarah protested, throwing a cushion at her older brother. It hit him square on the head and he retaliated by springing up, grabbing her and tickling her mercilessly, mouthing 'go' at Benji.
Benji giggled and, making a mental note to thank Josh later that evening, grabbed Joel's hand; the two of them taking advantage of the distraction to run up the stairs to their bedroom. They stumbled in, ripping each other's clothes off, falling onto one of the beds only in their boxers.
"Now," Joel mumbled between kisses, his hands cupping Benji's face. "Where were we?"
Benji growled and rolled them over to straddle Joel's hips. "I'm more concerned about what we're gonna do next," he growled. "Fuck where we were."
Joel groaned, his hands resting lightly on Benji's hips as his tongue flickered across his chest, mouthing and suckling on his nipples. "I'd rather fuck you."
"That works too," Benji agreed, his eyes sliding closed as Joel's fingers pushed his boxers down, fingers curling around his erection, pumping him oh-so-slowly. Benji groaned softly, biting down on his index finger. He rocked his hips into the touch, leaning forward and bracing himself on the bed with one hand by Joel's head.
"Suck me Benji," Joel whispered, pleaded.
Benji groaned, dipping his head down, his lips meeting Joel's. He sucked Joel's lower lip into his mouth, worrying it with his teeth, pressing himself against his body, rubbing against him until Joel's arms wrapped around him. Grinning against Joel's lips, Benji slowly slid down his body, settling between his spread legs, index fingers hooked in the elastic of his boxers. He slowly slid them down; the flats of his hands caressing Joel's inner thighs, coursing seductively down his calves before throwing the boxers to the floor. He swept his hands back up Joel's legs; making him groan, then squirm as his tongue trailed along first one thigh, then the other, teasing his way to mouth his balls.
"Benj..." Joel whined, desperate for his twin to stop teasing him and to give him the contact where he needed it most.
Lifting his head, Benji grinned and winked at Joel, maintaining eye contact as he flicked his tongue out across the tip of Joel's erection.
Joel groaned, his hips bucking up at the touch, his hands grabbing the sides of Benji's head as he moaned his name.
Benji winced at the tightening of Joel's fingers in his hair, reaching up with one hand and batting his fingers to let him know it was too much, relieved when the grip loosened; an apologetic look in Joel's eyes. Benji grinned before dipping his head, running his tongue along the thick, throbbing vein at the underside of his cock, kissing and licking the length of his shaft.
Whimpering, Joel dug his feet into the sheets, bending his knees and thrusting his hips upwards.
"No you don't," Benji muttered to himself, pressing Joel's hips back down against the bed, giggling at the frustrated mewlings of his twin. He pulled back long enough to make eye contact and smirk at Joel; a shiver running straight down his spine and further hardening his cock at the look of need on Joel's face. He moaned, palming himself before turning his attention back to Joel's erection; swirling his tongue around the head.
"Don't tease," Joel begged, panting; his fingers tightening in Benji's hair again as he struggled against the grip he had on him. "Please, Benji..."
Benji nodded, and, taking pity on Joel, loosened his grip on Joel's hips, letting Joel take control of the moment; thrusting into his mouth, Benji hollowing his cheeks and letting Joel fuck him. He moaned around Joel's cock, fingers rolling his balls and stroking his inner thighs as his tongue caressed the underside of Joel's pistoning cock.
Joel bit down on his lower lip to stifle his cries of pleasure, his eyes rolling back in his head and his body trembling as desire crashed through him; the sight of his twin's lips around his cock never failing to turn him on so fucking hard. He forced himself to look down, meeting Benji's eyes, moaning as he thrust harder but then whimpering as Benji pulled away, grabbing his head and pulling him down for a lazy, wet kiss.
"Benji?" Joel frowned in confusion, his face and neck flushed pink with arousal.
Benji giggled and kissed Joel quietly, pushing him back down on the bed and crawling on top of him, taking both their erections in one hand, stroking them together as he nibbled on Joel's ear. "I want you to come inside of me, Joel."
Joel whimpered, arching up against Benji, biting down on his shoulder. He swallowed heavily, his hands sliding down Benji's back to grab his ass, holding him tightly as they ground against each other. "Yeah," he agreed, digging his nails in, his back arching up and a low moan escaping him at the thought. "Fuck..."
"That was the plan," Benji replied breathlessly, rising to his knees and straddling Joel's hips. He leaned over and reached under the bed, fumbling around for the lube he was sure was down there somewhere. His fingers grabbed it and he placed it in Joel's hands, shivering as Joel uncapped the tube, squeezing the cool gel onto his fingers, then reaching between Benji's legs, one finger massaging the muscles until his finger slid in easily. He reapplied the lube, sliding a second finger in, pumping them slowly in and out; Benji whimpering and groaning as he rocked back and pressed down on his finger, begging Joel wordlessly.
Joel giggled, kissing Benji, sucking on his tongue as he pulled his fingers clear, hand shaking as he coated his erection.
Benji rose to his haunches, sucking his lower lip into his mouth as he grabbed the metal rung of the headboard, fingers tightening around it as he slowly sank down on Joel's cock, a rough moan ripped from him at the burn of penetration. "Joel," he whimpered, his teeth clenched.
Joel stroked his fingers down Benji's cheek, peppering his face with light kisses, soothing him, reassuring him. "It's ok," he promised, his hands sliding down to rest easily on Benji's hips, tracing random patterns, feeling the muscles twitching in desire under his fingers.
"Yeah," Benji breathed, his forehead resting against Joel's as he adjusted, relaxing and floating in the sensation, his legs trembling as he lifted himself up slightly, sinking back down again; Joel rising up to meet him. "Oh fuck, Joel."
Joel smiled at Benji, their lips meeting in a hard passionate kiss, their tongues duelling, their bodies rocking hard against each other; the bed creaking and the headboard banging against the wall in the same rhythm as their movements. "Gonna come," Joel gasped, one of his hands tightening on Benji, gripping him hard enough to bruise him as his other hand snaked between them, curling around Benji's diamond-hard erection, pumping him hard.
"Eyes open," Benji begged, his back tensing and straightening as his own orgasm crashed through him. "Wanna watch you. Fuck." He threw his head back in a silent yell, his lips parted and wide, his knuckles white as he rode the waves of his pleasure; the unfamiliar sensations assaulting him, Joel coming inside him, semen trickling down his thighs onto the bed. "Fuck," he repeated, as his grip on the headboard failed and he slumped down on top of his brother. "Joel."
"Benj," Joel answered, his arms wrapping around Benji, rolling them onto their sides, his softening cock still nestled in Benji's ass as he wiped his hands clean on Benji's boxers. Their eyes met, both of them grinning at each other, their hands running over each other's backs as they calmed down, kissing and touching gently.
"You were right," Benji told Joel quietly as he curled up behind him, pressing a kiss to his shoulder.
"Hmm?" Joel stretched out along Benji, their legs tangling easily together.
"That was definitely a more fun way to spend Christmas afternoon."
"Yeah." Joel sighed, rolling around to face Benji. "But we should probably go back downstairs."
"Do we have to?" Benji sulked.
Joel nodded, kissing Benji's pout away. "I think so, yeah. Before mom comes to look for us, or something."
"Oh," Benji nodded. "Yeah." He sighed, pulling Joel into a tight hug before releasing him and sitting up, grabbing his boxers. He picked them up, raising an eyebrow at the stain on them and threw them to the floor. Meeting Joel's eyes, he grabbed his pants and pulled them up sans underwear, smirking at the look of lust in Joel's eyes. He finished getting dressed and threw Joel's t-shirt at him. "You coming?" He asked, opening the door.
"Just did," Joel groaned, struggling into his clothes before following Benji back down the stairs.
"Feel better, Benji?" Josh asked, winking at his younger brothers as they curled up together on the couch.
Benji felt his cheeks heat up and he stared blankly at the TV. "Much," he muttered, Joel giggling in his ear, one hand resting on his knee as his head fell back against his shoulder.
~El Fin~