It was the beginning of the second leg of the Young and the Hopeless Tour and Benji was pissed. He was so pissed that he couldn't even speak. And the reason for his anger was this....he was horny because he'd not been laid in three months, which had been the last time he'd seen Tony. Although contrary to popular belief he and Tony were not together, they were just fuck friends.
Billy Martin stood a safe distance away from his angry best friend not wanting to endure his wrath. As he noticed Benji's face crumple into something akin to pain he rushed over. "Benj, oh my god what's wrong?" He asked, concern making his already sexy voice sexier.
Benji looked up at Billy and got an idea. A wonderful horrible idea. He grabbed Billy's arm and dragged him onto the bus slamming his frail body into the kitchen table and kissing him passionately. "Please Bill, you're so fucking pretty," He muttered into Billy's lips enjoying the cool metal of his friend's labret.
"Anything you want Benj just never fucking stop," He turned Benji so his back was against the table and slid his calloused hands under the Made t-shirt the twin was wearing and claimed those hot lips once again. "I love the taste of you," He moved to Benji's neck placing searingly hot kisses there. "I wanna fuck you."
Benji trembled under the guitarist�s hands at those words. "So do it. I won't complain." He reached over to a drawer and pulled out some massage oil. "Please, I'll beg you if I have to."
Billy's pouty lips drew into a grin at that. "I like the idea of you like that, all hot and bothered, begging me to fuck you, begging for your release from your own personal hell." He slipped Benji's shirt over his head plucking at the nipple rings he found there enjoying the whimper that Benji let out at the torture.
Watching Billy's head slip down to capture one of his nipple rings in his mouth Benji moaned as he tugged on it. It was just too much. Billy undid the belt around Benji's waist and slid his jeans down smiling once again. "Commando good choice," He dropped to his knees licking the drops of precum he found there. "Tasty," He giggled.
Benji groaned loudly as his length was engulfed in wet heat. "Billy please, just fuck me please oh god, let me cum, just do something." He babbled incoherently as Billy brought him to the edge quickly several times then stopped.
Giving Benji one last lick Billy stood shedding his own clothing he grabbed the lotion and turned Benji so he was bracing himself against the table, he prepared him quickly slipping one finger into him, then two, then three until Benji was reduced to a sobbing mess. "Please, Please Please Billy, have some mercy," Benji begged as Billy hit that spot in him again and again.
Grinning Billy removed his hand and gripped his friend's hips tightly, sliding into him gently, letting out a moan of his own and he felt how tight Benji really was. "Dear god," He gasped before moving slowly in and out.
"Yesss," Benji sighed as he finally got what he wanted shoving backwards Billy went deeper into him and their moans began to escalate as a fast, furious pace was established. Benji felt himself at the edge. "OH GOD BILLY!" He screamed so loudly the windows shook as he gushed all over the table.
Billy continued to pound into him, Benji whimpered as the feelings of his orgasm still went through him feeling the most intense pleasure when Billy didn't stop. "Oh god, Billy," He gasped seeing spots in front of his eyes. "Please, I can't take it for much longer, oh god, too much." He groaned loudly, his pleasure spiking once again.
Billy moaned at those words, he needed something he just wasn't sure what; he pulled out flipping Benji around again so he was facing him. "Please Benji, I need...something," He impaled Benji on his length once again. Benji looked at Billy's eyes turned black and leaned forward licking his friend's neck he bit down harshly, Billy screeched slamming into him one last time as the tiny bit of pain shoved him over the edge. He collapsed onto Benji burying his head in the twin's shoulder.
Billy and Benji stumbled to the couch and collapsed pulling a blanket over themselves before slipping into a deep sleep. A half hour later Joel and Paul hopped onto the bus looking in surprise at the big lump on the couch, the mysterious sticky substance on the table and the clothes all over the kitchen/living room area. Paul giggled and Joel looked at him raising an eyebrow, �I don't think Benji's pissed anymore," The bassist cracked up as Joel shook his head.
"Dude I'll never have a breakfast on that table ever again, we might as well burn it," Joel said wrinkling his nose at the mess. "Too messed up to handle, I'm going to bed." He began walked towards the bunk area stopping when he felt arms wrap around his waist.
"Don't forget me, Joely," Paul murmured in his ear licking the length of his neck.
Joel grinned shivering. "Of course not babe, after all I need you for something other than bass right?" He ran to the back Paul hot on his tail.
And Good Charlotte lived happily ever after till the end of their days.
THE END
