FIC: In The Bleak Midwinter
Title: In The Bleak Midwinter
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, Outdoor sex
Rating: R
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: Not even a fight in the snow can cool down the twins’ feelings for each other.
"What the fuck?" Benji span on the spot, rubbing the back of his neck, shivering as the snow dripped down the collar of his hoodie down his back. "Joel." He glared across the field to where his twin was standing, giggling, snow in his hands. "Well, if that's the way he wants to play it..." He bent down, cupping a handful of snow, moulding it into his hands.
He made the mistake of taking his eyes off Joel to do so, swearing loudly as a volley of snowballs hit him hard. "I'm gonna fucking kill you, Joel!" He yelled, gathering more snow and chasing after Joel.
Joel was too preoccupied with making his own snowball to notice Benji gaining on him until it was too late. He looked up, wide-eyed, squealing as Benji tackled him, knocking him to the ground.
“Benji…” Joel pleaded breathlessly, giggling as he was flipped over in the snow, Benji straddling his waist and holding him down.
“Joel,” Benji responded, pinning Joel’s hands to the floor above his head, dipping his head to kiss him.
Joel whimpered, his eyes sliding closed as he returned and deepened the kiss, his tongue rubbing against Benji’s, encouraging him, teasing him. He bucked up against Benji, twisting in the snow under him, trying to free his hands.
“It’s not nice to throw snowballs, Joely.” Benji chastised him, breaking the kiss and sitting up straighter.
Joel squirmed. “I’m sorry?”
Benji laughed and shook his head. “It’s a bit late for sorry.” He tightened his knees around Joel’s waist, shifting position to grip Joel’s wrists with just one hand as he reached to the side with the other, gathering a handful of snow. “Now,” he pondered aloud, thoughtfully. “What to do with this?” He grinned at Joel, cocking his head to one side.
Biting down on his lower lip, Joel whined, struggling harder underneath Benji. “Benji, please… please, no… don’t…. oh fuck!” His babbled pleas turned into a sharp gasp as Benji unzipped his hoodie, cold hands pushing the layers of his clothing up, smothering cold snow across his chest and stomach. “Oh fuck!” He yelled. “That’s fucking cold, Benji!”
“It’s snow,” Benji pointed out, collecting further handfuls of snow. “It’s supposed to be cold.” Leaning forward to kiss Joel again, distracting him, his hand snaking downwards to unzip his jeans.
Joel stilled, his mouth falling open in a silent gasp, his eyes wide. “Benj….”
Benji grinned, kissing Joel again, tongue lazily exploring his twin’s mouth, sucking hard on his tongue as he unzipped his jeans; his cold fingers cupping Joel’s warm, hardening cock through the thin fabric of his boxers.
Joel gasped loudly, tensing under Benji, his head falling back hard against the ground, his legs spreading. “Benj… Fuck!”
Nuzzling Joel’s neck, Benji slid his fingers inside Joel’s boxers, cold fingers dancing teasingly over his cock, feeling it twitch and throb under his hand. He giggled at Joel’s yell and the way he bucked his hips up, back arching before he slumped back down in the snow with a breathless whine.
“Feels like you like that,” Benji sucked Joel’s ear into his mouth, releasing his grip on Joel’s hands and shifting position to pin Joel down, one hand on the ground by Joel’s head, bracing himself. “Feels like you’re getting a little excited,” Benji continued stroking Joel’s cock as he spoke; Joel thrusting his hips in response.
“More than a little,” Joel panted in response, wrapping his arms around Benji’s shoulders, kissing him deeply as Benji’s fingers curled around his growing erection.
“More than a little,” Benji agreed, sucking on Joel’s lower lip, rubbing the head of Joel’s cock between his thumb and forefinger, applying gentle pressure as Joel squirmed beneath him, eyes sliding closed, his lips parted, face flushed.
Moaning softly both at the effect he was having on Joel, and the effect Joel’s reaction was having on him, Benji rubbed the underside of the head of Joel’s cock with his thumb, kissing him again to stifle his cries of pleasure. Curling the rest of his fingers around the head, Benji continued massaging Joel’s growing erection, feeling it harden in his hand, Joel panting his name softly.
“Please… Benj, please…”
“Please what, Joel?” Benji mumbled against Joel’s lips, tongue swiping a path up his cheek, fingers dancing down to play with his balls, rolling them gently in his hand.
“Please…I can’t… no more….” Joel grunted as Benji increased the pressure on his balls, trembling with need. “Make me come, Benj,” He whispered, begging.
Benji giggled, teasingly raising an eyebrow. “Like this?” He asked. “Out in the open, laying on your back in the snow, your legs spread wide and my hand down your pants… you want me to jerk you off?” His hand moved back to Joel’s erection, fingers curling firmly around it, quickly pumping the shaft.
“Yes!” Joel wailed, bucking into Benji’s hand, latching his lips onto his twin’s neck.
“Ok then,” Benji grinned, moaning as Joel suckled on his pulse point, marking him. “But I think I have a better idea.” He pulled his hand from Joel’s pants, giggling at his whine of loss. He licked pre-come from his fingers then kissed Joel again, sharing the taste, the kiss deepening as Joel moaned into his mouth, flickering the tip of his tongue against his twin’s.
Benji whined, repeating the gesture, rocking his hips forward at the first touch of Joel’s hand to the zip of his jeans. He sucked in a deep breath, trembling with anticipation as his jeans were pushed down; the cold air hitting his half-hard cock sending a tremor through him and he moaned, biting down on Joel’s lower lip, instantly soothing it with his tongue. “Joel…” he sighed, his back arching, his forehead resting against Joel’s and their lips pressed lightly together.
Joel giggled, his tongue swiping over Benji’s lips, his thumb and forefinger forming a tight ring around the head of Benji’s cock. He oh-so-slowly slid his fingers down the length of Benji’s cock and back up again; Benji thrusting into his hand, his tongue demanding entrance to his mouth.
His fingers glided down to cup Benji’s balls, weighing them in his hands, rolling them gently. His lips swept across Benji’s cheek to nibble on his earlobe, tugging the silver ring with his teeth until Benji moaned. “Your balls are so fucking heavy, Benj,” he purred in Benji’s ear. “So fucking sexy... Just like you!” He rolled Benji’s balls up the underside of his erection; Benji squirming and bucking on top of him, fingers tightening around Joel’s cock as his continued pumping him, his rhythm becoming sloppy the more turned on he became. “You like that, don’t you?” Joel continued, one finger trailing lightly across his balls and along his cock, teasing the head as Benji thrust down against him, whining as Joel continued the feather light touches, denying him the pressure he needed to get him off. “You want me,” he whispered. “Your cock is so fucking hard… you want me so fucking badly.”
“Yes,” Benji panted in agreement, dragging Joel close to him for another kiss. “So fucking badly,” he agreed. “Right here and right now!” He looped one arm around Joel’s neck, kissing him hard.
Joel moaned into the kiss, deepening it, thrusting as Benji’s fingers curled once more around his hard cock, stroking him in a rhythm designed to bring him to completion; strokes Joel mirrored, pumping the full length of his twin’s erection in an identical rhythm.
Benji grunted, his eyes falling closed as he let his feelings, his needs overwhelm him; freefalling towards orgasm. He held Joel tighter, kissed him more passionately, fisted him harder and faster until he felt him writhing underneath him. His own hips bucking desperately, he forced his eyes open, staring deep into Joel’s glazed, dilated eyes as his body shook.
Joel whined wordlessly, his back arching and his neck snapping, his fingers tightening almost but not quite painfully on Benji’s cock as his orgasm crashed through him. Unable to break eye contact with Benji, he sucked on his lower lip; Benji whispering his name as they shuddered in the snow, rocking, thrusting and humping against each other until Benji pulled back with a whimper.
“No more,” he pleaded breathlessly. “Too much.”
Joel nodded and pulled his hand away, knowing exactly how sensitive Benji got after orgasm. Without thinking, he rubbed his hands in the snow to clean Benji’s come from them, fingers tingling from the cold. He grinned to himself, unseen by Benji who was lying spent and sated on top of him. Surreptitiously, he gathered another handful of snow, softly calling Benji’s name.
He waited for Benji to stir and lift his head, a comfortable smile on his face. Smiling back, he wrapped his snow-filled hands around Benji, holding him tightly, giggling when Benji yelped from the cold, struggling against him but also laughing.
“Payback’s a bitch,” Joel whispered, grinning widely then kissing Benji as they both started shivering from the cold. Benji laughed and shook his head in amusement before pulling his jeans up and rising to his feet. He held a hand out to Joel, helping him half way up to his feet before pushing him down in the snow, pelting him quickly with snowballs before running off, Joel jumping to his feet, chasing and throwing snowballs at him, both twins still laughing.
~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, Outdoor sex
Rating: R
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: Not even a fight in the snow can cool down the twins’ feelings for each other.
"What the fuck?" Benji span on the spot, rubbing the back of his neck, shivering as the snow dripped down the collar of his hoodie down his back. "Joel." He glared across the field to where his twin was standing, giggling, snow in his hands. "Well, if that's the way he wants to play it..." He bent down, cupping a handful of snow, moulding it into his hands.
He made the mistake of taking his eyes off Joel to do so, swearing loudly as a volley of snowballs hit him hard. "I'm gonna fucking kill you, Joel!" He yelled, gathering more snow and chasing after Joel.
Joel was too preoccupied with making his own snowball to notice Benji gaining on him until it was too late. He looked up, wide-eyed, squealing as Benji tackled him, knocking him to the ground.
“Benji…” Joel pleaded breathlessly, giggling as he was flipped over in the snow, Benji straddling his waist and holding him down.
“Joel,” Benji responded, pinning Joel’s hands to the floor above his head, dipping his head to kiss him.
Joel whimpered, his eyes sliding closed as he returned and deepened the kiss, his tongue rubbing against Benji’s, encouraging him, teasing him. He bucked up against Benji, twisting in the snow under him, trying to free his hands.
“It’s not nice to throw snowballs, Joely.” Benji chastised him, breaking the kiss and sitting up straighter.
Joel squirmed. “I’m sorry?”
Benji laughed and shook his head. “It’s a bit late for sorry.” He tightened his knees around Joel’s waist, shifting position to grip Joel’s wrists with just one hand as he reached to the side with the other, gathering a handful of snow. “Now,” he pondered aloud, thoughtfully. “What to do with this?” He grinned at Joel, cocking his head to one side.
Biting down on his lower lip, Joel whined, struggling harder underneath Benji. “Benji, please… please, no… don’t…. oh fuck!” His babbled pleas turned into a sharp gasp as Benji unzipped his hoodie, cold hands pushing the layers of his clothing up, smothering cold snow across his chest and stomach. “Oh fuck!” He yelled. “That’s fucking cold, Benji!”
“It’s snow,” Benji pointed out, collecting further handfuls of snow. “It’s supposed to be cold.” Leaning forward to kiss Joel again, distracting him, his hand snaking downwards to unzip his jeans.
Joel stilled, his mouth falling open in a silent gasp, his eyes wide. “Benj….”
Benji grinned, kissing Joel again, tongue lazily exploring his twin’s mouth, sucking hard on his tongue as he unzipped his jeans; his cold fingers cupping Joel’s warm, hardening cock through the thin fabric of his boxers.
Joel gasped loudly, tensing under Benji, his head falling back hard against the ground, his legs spreading. “Benj… Fuck!”
Nuzzling Joel’s neck, Benji slid his fingers inside Joel’s boxers, cold fingers dancing teasingly over his cock, feeling it twitch and throb under his hand. He giggled at Joel’s yell and the way he bucked his hips up, back arching before he slumped back down in the snow with a breathless whine.
“Feels like you like that,” Benji sucked Joel’s ear into his mouth, releasing his grip on Joel’s hands and shifting position to pin Joel down, one hand on the ground by Joel’s head, bracing himself. “Feels like you’re getting a little excited,” Benji continued stroking Joel’s cock as he spoke; Joel thrusting his hips in response.
“More than a little,” Joel panted in response, wrapping his arms around Benji’s shoulders, kissing him deeply as Benji’s fingers curled around his growing erection.
“More than a little,” Benji agreed, sucking on Joel’s lower lip, rubbing the head of Joel’s cock between his thumb and forefinger, applying gentle pressure as Joel squirmed beneath him, eyes sliding closed, his lips parted, face flushed.
Moaning softly both at the effect he was having on Joel, and the effect Joel’s reaction was having on him, Benji rubbed the underside of the head of Joel’s cock with his thumb, kissing him again to stifle his cries of pleasure. Curling the rest of his fingers around the head, Benji continued massaging Joel’s growing erection, feeling it harden in his hand, Joel panting his name softly.
“Please… Benj, please…”
“Please what, Joel?” Benji mumbled against Joel’s lips, tongue swiping a path up his cheek, fingers dancing down to play with his balls, rolling them gently in his hand.
“Please…I can’t… no more….” Joel grunted as Benji increased the pressure on his balls, trembling with need. “Make me come, Benj,” He whispered, begging.
Benji giggled, teasingly raising an eyebrow. “Like this?” He asked. “Out in the open, laying on your back in the snow, your legs spread wide and my hand down your pants… you want me to jerk you off?” His hand moved back to Joel’s erection, fingers curling firmly around it, quickly pumping the shaft.
“Yes!” Joel wailed, bucking into Benji’s hand, latching his lips onto his twin’s neck.
“Ok then,” Benji grinned, moaning as Joel suckled on his pulse point, marking him. “But I think I have a better idea.” He pulled his hand from Joel’s pants, giggling at his whine of loss. He licked pre-come from his fingers then kissed Joel again, sharing the taste, the kiss deepening as Joel moaned into his mouth, flickering the tip of his tongue against his twin’s.
Benji whined, repeating the gesture, rocking his hips forward at the first touch of Joel’s hand to the zip of his jeans. He sucked in a deep breath, trembling with anticipation as his jeans were pushed down; the cold air hitting his half-hard cock sending a tremor through him and he moaned, biting down on Joel’s lower lip, instantly soothing it with his tongue. “Joel…” he sighed, his back arching, his forehead resting against Joel’s and their lips pressed lightly together.
Joel giggled, his tongue swiping over Benji’s lips, his thumb and forefinger forming a tight ring around the head of Benji’s cock. He oh-so-slowly slid his fingers down the length of Benji’s cock and back up again; Benji thrusting into his hand, his tongue demanding entrance to his mouth.
His fingers glided down to cup Benji’s balls, weighing them in his hands, rolling them gently. His lips swept across Benji’s cheek to nibble on his earlobe, tugging the silver ring with his teeth until Benji moaned. “Your balls are so fucking heavy, Benj,” he purred in Benji’s ear. “So fucking sexy... Just like you!” He rolled Benji’s balls up the underside of his erection; Benji squirming and bucking on top of him, fingers tightening around Joel’s cock as his continued pumping him, his rhythm becoming sloppy the more turned on he became. “You like that, don’t you?” Joel continued, one finger trailing lightly across his balls and along his cock, teasing the head as Benji thrust down against him, whining as Joel continued the feather light touches, denying him the pressure he needed to get him off. “You want me,” he whispered. “Your cock is so fucking hard… you want me so fucking badly.”
“Yes,” Benji panted in agreement, dragging Joel close to him for another kiss. “So fucking badly,” he agreed. “Right here and right now!” He looped one arm around Joel’s neck, kissing him hard.
Joel moaned into the kiss, deepening it, thrusting as Benji’s fingers curled once more around his hard cock, stroking him in a rhythm designed to bring him to completion; strokes Joel mirrored, pumping the full length of his twin’s erection in an identical rhythm.
Benji grunted, his eyes falling closed as he let his feelings, his needs overwhelm him; freefalling towards orgasm. He held Joel tighter, kissed him more passionately, fisted him harder and faster until he felt him writhing underneath him. His own hips bucking desperately, he forced his eyes open, staring deep into Joel’s glazed, dilated eyes as his body shook.
Joel whined wordlessly, his back arching and his neck snapping, his fingers tightening almost but not quite painfully on Benji’s cock as his orgasm crashed through him. Unable to break eye contact with Benji, he sucked on his lower lip; Benji whispering his name as they shuddered in the snow, rocking, thrusting and humping against each other until Benji pulled back with a whimper.
“No more,” he pleaded breathlessly. “Too much.”
Joel nodded and pulled his hand away, knowing exactly how sensitive Benji got after orgasm. Without thinking, he rubbed his hands in the snow to clean Benji’s come from them, fingers tingling from the cold. He grinned to himself, unseen by Benji who was lying spent and sated on top of him. Surreptitiously, he gathered another handful of snow, softly calling Benji’s name.
He waited for Benji to stir and lift his head, a comfortable smile on his face. Smiling back, he wrapped his snow-filled hands around Benji, holding him tightly, giggling when Benji yelped from the cold, struggling against him but also laughing.
“Payback’s a bitch,” Joel whispered, grinning widely then kissing Benji as they both started shivering from the cold. Benji laughed and shook his head in amusement before pulling his jeans up and rising to his feet. He held a hand out to Joel, helping him half way up to his feet before pushing him down in the snow, pelting him quickly with snowballs before running off, Joel jumping to his feet, chasing and throwing snowballs at him, both twins still laughing.
~El Fin~