Puppy Training

Title: Puppy Training
Author: Adelaide Elizabeth Morgan (falconkenobi@aol.com)
Author Web Page: http://www.aemslash.co.uk Obsess, Much?
Fandom: RPS – Good Charlotte/Mest
Categories: Tony Lovato/Benji Madden/Joel Madden, BDSM, Fetish/Kink. PWP
Rating: NC17
Archive: Yes to list archives. All others please let me know where so I can come and preen, okay?
Thanks to: You, for reading this. Paul, for being patient and understanding when I disappear into the computer room for days on end to write.
Disclaimer: Tony Lovato and 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: Benji and Tony are a dominant couple who have placed a classified ad in a scene magazine for a third, submissive, person to join them. After a few weeks contact online, ‘Ryan ‘ is about to meet them for the first time, giving all three of them the shock of their lives when his true identity is revealed.

Tony glanced around the bar, pausing on the door before taking a long drink of his beer. “He’s late.”

Benji looked down at his watch. “He’ll be here. It’s only been five minutes,” he pointed out. “Ryan’s a good kid. But it’s his first time, don’t forget. He’s probably outside shitting himself, trying to convince himself to work through those doors. He’s keen; you know that as well as I do. He’ll be here, Tony.” He paused, raising one eyebrow. “Course, he could be late on purpose. He does have a thing for spanking…” he trailed off, his eyes going wide as he looked to see who had entered. He grabbed Tony's beer bottle and took a quick drink, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. "I think he’s here," he said quietly.

Tony frowned at Benji’s reaction, twisting to look over his shoulder, his own eyes going wide. He turned back to Benji. “Uhm… That’s your brother.”

“Yeah,” Benji choked out, grabbing Tony’s beer and downing it. “I’d noticed. You don’t suppose it’s just a big coincidence, do you?”

“Have you ever known Joel to wear skin tight lace up black leather pants and a see-through black mesh top?”

Benji shook his head. “No,” he admitted.

Tony laughed, his eyes slowly roaming over Joel’s form as he watched him walk over to the bar. “He looks fucking good though.” He grinned at Benji’s glare. “You’re hot, which makes Joel hot by default, see?”

Benji rolled his eyes. “You’re incorrigible, you know that?”

“Yeah, but you love me for it. Now,” he gestured to Joel’s back. “What are we going to do about ‘Ryan?’” he asked.

A slow grin spread across Benji’s face. “Have some fun. Now, we both know that Joel’s here to meet us. Joel, on the other hand, doesn’t…”

Tony nodded slowly, quickly picking up on what Benji was suggested as he called out to Joel and waved him over to their table.

“Nice outfit,” Benji commented, smirking as Joel flushed bright red.

“It’s a long story,” he replied vaguely, eyes darting around the room as he spoke.

“You can sit down,” Tony pointed out, pulling out the third chair and gesturing for Joel to sit.

“No, it’s ok. I’m uh… meeting some. No-one you’d no,” he added hastily at the look on Benji’s face.

“Ten past Eight is an unusual time to meet someone,” Tony commented lightly.

Joel laughed. “Yeah. I’m a few minutes late,” he admitted, again looking around the bar, a light frown creasing his forehead when no one called him over.

Benji caught Tony’s eye and nodded slightly. “Well, I guess that makes you a bad puppy.”

Joel’s eyes grew wide and he sank down in the chair, Benji’s words echoing in his mind as he recalled the last message he had received from John and Sid the previous evening; you will not know Us, but We will know you and make Ourselves known to you by calling you ‘puppy’ He looked between Benji and Tony, taking in their grins as he gasped for breath, opening and closing his mouth but making no sound. “Y… You two?”

Tony nodded and pointed to himself. “John.” He then gestured at Benji and said, “Sid,” before repeating the act with Joel and saying “Ryan.”

“Oh.”

Benji placed his hand on Joel’s arm. “You OK?”

Joel nodded slowly, taking a slow drink. “Uhm. Yeah. I… I just wasn’t expecting…”

Benji nodded. “Neither were we.”

“But you still wanna go through with this right?” Tony asked, eyes lighting up as he remembered ‘Ryan’ admitting to an incest fantasy involving ‘those two twins from that band’. Joel blushed, remembering the same conversation as Tony. He looked down into his pint glass and nodded, chewing nervously on his upper lip. “Cool,” Tony flashed a grin at Benji as they stood up. Tony pulling Joel to his feet. “Let’s take this somewhere a little more private, shall we?”