By the Cloudwalker

Benny was on his knees and elbows; Ray draped across his back. Benny started to tremble, Ray whispering encouragement and touching him soothingly, as one would attempt to quiet a fractious horse. Benny almost laughed at that image, and eased his knees further apart to give Ray better access to his opening.

How well Benny knew the other role, the one of possessor, penetrator instead of penetratee, the 'top' in Chicago parlance. The past few weeks since his bond with Ray had deepened from simple friendship to include physical love had seen him progress from shy fumbling to quite masterful sharing of sexual pleasures with the Italian. They had done everything together either man could think of to try, except this. Never had he let Ray possess him.

Oh, he wanted to! Benny yearned to give himself completely to the man he loved more than life, the man who had risked his own life for Benny so many times. He owed Ray this. And, to tell the complete truth, he wanted to feel the deep pleasure Ray seemed to receive when Benny took him this way.

Benny sighed deeply and settled his head onto his forearms. Taking this as a good sign, Ray squirted lube onto his fingers and slipped one into Benny's rectum, using his other hand to fondle the Canadian's uncut erection. 'Oh, dear,' Benny thought, 'it's starting.' He moaned in pleasure. Ray had slipped him a finger during oral sex several times and he quite enjoyed it. Then Ray slipped another finger alongside the first, and even as Benny thrust his hips back to meet the added pressure he began to think about what was coming and tensed.

"Just relax, Benny, I won't hurt you."

"I know, Ray, I just..."

"Shhh, it's alright, Benny. Whatever happens, it's all right. Do you love me?"

"Yes, of course, Ray."

"Then that's all I need to know. I love you, too, Benny. You know that." With that, Ray positioned himself at the opening to Benny's pale body. He slowly pulled his fingers out, and then touched his arrow to its intended quiver.

Taking a deep breath, Benny told himself 'I can do this', then he felt Ray's fingers withdraw and his cockhead touch, and without thinking he flattened himself and twisted like an eel to lie face up underneath Ray. He quickly wrapped his strong arms around his lover, pulling him close. He buried his face in Ray's neck, ashamed at his own lack of trust. "I'm sorry, Ray. I really thought I could do it this time. I'll understand if you're angry with me."

"I told you, it's all right," Ray said, moving his hips to rub his erection against Benny's. He was disappointed, but not surprised. Benny had control issues, Ray had known that almost since the day they met. "You'll trust me enough, one day."

Benny stiffened beneath Ray. "That's not it, Ray," he said almost untruthfully. "I trust you. I don't know why I can't seem to let you... If you have any ideas, Ray, I'd like to hear them. I really do want this with you."

Ray increased the speed of his thrusts, wringing moans of pleasure from them both. "Yeah, Benny," he panted. "I think I do."

"What is it, Ray?" Benny's hands gripped Ray's ass cheeks to guide his movements.

"Umm, let me work on it, okay Benny? Now, just let yourself go. Oh, yeah, baby. I love the feel of your cock against me. Yeah, move those hips, baby." Ray captured Benny's mouth with an almost brutal kiss. As he expected, Benny released his hold on Ray's buttocks to caress his close-cropped head. Ray let him, until Benny began to try to control the kiss, then he grabbed Benny's wrists and pulled his arms over his head, holding them tightly pinned to the pillow. Benny started to struggle, but Ray said "Easy, Benny. It's okay, just keep moving." Ray kissed him again, invading his mouth with his tongue. He moved his hips hard and fast into Benny's. Soon Benny's cock expanded even further, then erupted to spill his hot fluid between their bodies. The added heat sent Ray into his own orgasm.

When he came down from his coital high, Ray released Benny's wrists from his almost bruising grasp. The Mountie wrapped his freed arms around Ray's waist, grinning broadly. "Ray, that was... most exciting! I knew that I could escape if I really wanted to, but it was... well, quite pleasant to pretend otherwise. Perhaps our little problem could be solved if you could simply overpower me, Ray."

"I don't know what you're talking about, Benny. We better get cleaned up; Ma's expecting me to bring you home for dinner. Maybe we can come back here for dessert?"

Benny rolled them over and ravaged Ray's mouth with his own for several minutes. When he felt his cock begin to stir, he reluctantly drew away. "I'll insist on that dessert, Ray. Race you to the shower!"

A couple of weeks later, Ray thought back to that afternoon. His preparations to implement the idea he had gotten were in place, and the family would be out until late in the evening. Benny had readily agreed to come over to watch the football game with him this afternoon. Ray was a bit on edge as he awaited the Mountie's arrival.

Benny and Dief showed up about half an hour before game time, laden with drinks and snacks. Benny had even brought a rawhide bone for Dief.

The three settled in to the living room. Dief curled up on a throw rug that Ma Vecchio had placed under the window just for him, while the cop and Mountie settled in their usual places to talk shop until the game started.

Late in the first quarter, Fraser got up from his favorite chair (it had been Sal Vecchio's chair, but Ray never told him that) to go to the bathroom. As soon as he was out of the room, Dief usurped his place, rested his head on the chair arm and immediately went to sleep. When Benny returned he tried to evict the wolf, but Ray stopped him.

"Aw, let him stay there, Benny. Come sit here by me." Ray patted the couch beside him. Benny smiled and sat down, not quite touching Ray but easily within arms reach. He imitated Ray's relaxed posture: slouched down, feet up on the coffee table. Ray placed the bag of chips he was eating between them and turned his attention back to the game.

As the game progressed, the two men second-guessed the quarterbacks and coaches, and discussed the merits of the various players. Neither cared which team won, so they cheered the good plays and jeered the mistakes equally. About halfway through the second quarter the game got boring. One team would run three plays and punt, then the other did the same. Benny and Ray sat with arms around each other, and their commercial-break make out sessions were extending two or three plays into the game. When the band hit the field at halftime, Ray suggested they go upstairs. Benny readily agreed.

The men undressed quickly and got into Ray's bed, lying face to face. Foreplay was unhurried. They knew each other's major erogenous zones, but were new enough lovers to be still learning things about what the other liked. Both men thoroughly enjoyed the learning process.

Tonight, Ray used every trick he knew to keep from getting overly aroused---without letting on to the Mountie---while at the same time paying lavish attention to his partner's hottest 'hot spots'. The first part of his plan called for Fraser to be completely sated before he put the second part of his plan in motion.

Ray kissed closed each of Benny's deep blue eyes, then began to work his way down what he privately thought of as 'the hot tundra'; the Canadian's broad white chest, so different from his own slender olive torso. He couldn't help himself from making a quick attack on Benny's nipples. Benny hated that: he was very ticklish there, but Ray loved the feel of the hard nubs against his tongue. Benny grabbed Ray's head and pushed it due south, which was where Ray had been going anyway. Ray didn't particularly enjoy the taste of Benny's semen (or his own, for that matter. Benny had talked him into trying it once. Ugh!). However, he got a great deal of satisfaction out of the helpless moans of abject pleasure he could wring from the usually staid Mountie with his lips and tongue. Today, perhaps because they had been making out for so long on the couch, Benny was coaxed to climax very quickly. Pleased, Ray climbed back up his lover's body and gave him a taste of himself in a deep soul kiss. After a few moments Benny managed to pull his mouth away from Ray's long enough to say "Thank you, Ray. Would you like me to do the same for you?"

"Actually, Benny, I was hoping to break the seal on a new tube of lube." At the Mountie's raised eyebrows, he continued "I want you to, you know... fuck me." Ray fondled Benny's balls as he spoke.

"Ray, I'm not as young as I used to be. It may be a while before I can... Oh, Ray! That feels wonderful. Please don't stop."

Ray knew where most of Benny's sexual buttons were, and he was intent on pushing all of them. Much sooner than Benny expected, Ray had him right where he wanted him: balls deep in Ray's posterior. "Ah, god, that feels good, Benny." Ray panted. Ray was always vocal during sex, whereas the normally voluble Mountie was nearly silent in the throes of passion.

Having already cum once, Benny was ready for a long slow fuck, but wanted Ray to enjoy an orgasm soon. He wrapped one hand around Ray's cock and stroked it in time with his thrusts into Ray's ass. The cop groaned in pleasure, but not wanting to cum yet, after a moment pushed Benny's hand away. Benny changed the angle of his penetration and varied his rhythm, prolonging the ecstasy for both of them. Soon his hand crept to Ray's erection again, and again Ray enjoyed it until afraid he would burst, then again pushed the hand away.

Thinking that Ray needed a different kind of stimulation, Benny pulled out and said "Turn over, Ray." The cop complied, and lifting Ray's knees, Benny drove into him again. Benton loved to watch Ray's face during their lovemaking. Ray reached to pull Benny's head down for a kiss, trapping his cock between their bodies. The pressure combined with Benny's hot tongue thrusting into his mouth almost sent Ray over the edge, but he remembered his purpose and held off. He let one hand trail down the Mountie's back to his ass and grasped a cheek, urging him faster. With a guttural cry, Benny threw his head back, made three short stabs into Ray, then filled his rectum with what Ray referred to as 'Canadian Nectar'.

Spent and breathing harshly, Benny collapsed on Ray's chest. "I love you, Ray," he said when he caught his breath. Then realization dawned, and he added "Oh, dear. Ray, you still haven't... Is something wrong?"

Ray almost laughed at the worried look on his lover's face. "No, Benny. Everything's fine." Benny moved off of Ray, wrapped a hand around his erection and bent down, intending to coax Ray to orgasm with his mouth. Ray took his shoulders and pulled him up instead, kissing him and rolling on top of the Mountie. His passionate kisses were met rather lazily. "You getting tired, Benny?"

"Umm. Yes, Ray, you've quite worn me out. But you need..." his answer was stopped by a gentle kiss.

"Yeah, I do need, Benny. I've been waiting. You know what I want."

"Ah. So this was your plan, to tire me out so that I will be unable to resist? It's certainly worth a try, Ray."

"Yeah, that was part of my plan." Ray kissed Benny softly, his hands roaming up and down Benny's arms. "Do you trust me?"

"You know I do, Ray. Wait: part of your plan? What's the rest of it?"

"You need to trust me, Benny: really trust me. I'm serious, here. ... Okay," he decided, after searching the Canadian's deep blue eyes for any signs of doubt. "You need a word, a safeword, Benny. Think of something you'd never say in bed, and tell me what it is. If you change your mind later you can say your safeword and I promise I'll stop whatever I'm doing."

"I know what a safeword is, Ray. I won't need one. I trust you. I love you, Ray."

"I love you, too, Benny. Now pick a word. I won't go on without it."

"But Ray, we've never needed anything like that between us. Besides," he smiled slyly, "I'm not that tired."

Ray sighed. "Benny? Just humor me?"

"Oh, all right, Ray." Benny thought for a moment. "Eggplant."

"Eggplant? How'd you think of that one, Benny?"

"Well, Ray, you did say it should be something I'd never say in bed."

Ray laughed. "So I did, Benny. So I did." Ray kissed Benny again, challenging him to a serious tongue duel guaranteed to keep his attention focussed orally. Meanwhile, Ray grasped Benny's wrists and drew his arms over his head.

Benny started to resist, then remembered he had agreed to whatever Ray had in mind, and relaxed. Ray stretched one hand over both wrists, and reached under the headboard with his free hand. Before Benny realized what was happening, Ray had fastened handcuffs around both wrists. The chain connecting the cuffs was fastened to the headboard.

"Ray?"

"Relax, Benny. I love you. I'll never hurt you."

"I trust you, Ray, but is this really necessary?"

Ray didn't answer him. He ran his hands lightly all over the Mountie's body, trailing kisses after them. When he reached Benny's feet he told the Mountie to roll over. Without his arms for leverage, turning was difficult, but Benny accomplished it. A moment later he felt Ray's weight settle across his legs. He looked over his shoulder as far as he could, but was unable to tell what Ray was doing.

Ray reached under the corner of his mattress and drew out the fleece-lined leather manacle he had hidden there earlier, fastening it securely around Benny's ankle. Before what he had done had quite registered in Benny's brain Ray fastened the other ankle with the manacle hidden under the other mattress corner. As the Mountie began to struggle against his bonds, Ray draped his body atop his lover's and whispered in his ear.

"Benny! Calm down, Benny. You're not being hurt, are you? Come on, Benny, relax. I love you, Benny. Please, relax, before you hurt yourself."

Finally the Mountie went still. In a voice as cold as his homeland in midwinter he spoke. "You didn't have to do this, Ray. How could you?"

"You asked me to help you stop running away from me, Benny." Ray licked his ear, knowing that it made Benny almost helpless with lust. "This was the best I could think of."

"I don't want you to do this, Ray. Let me up." Ray ignored his protest, and began kneading and caressing Benny's back, kissing and nuzzling his shoulders. He worked his way slowly down until he was caressing the taut buttocks, placing hot kisses in the small of Benny's back. Benny suddenly went limp under Ray's ministrations, and spread his legs as far as the slight slack Ray had left in the straps of the leg shackles would allow.

Ray smiled, and continued paying homage to Benny's backside. He kneaded and molded the round globes, and licked every square inch of flesh. When Benny's moans told him the Canadian was ready, Ray sat up. "Let me put the pillows under your hips, Benny. C'mon, lift up."

"I asked you to stop a while back, Ray," Fraser said, voice smoky with lust.

"Yeah? What's your point? C'mon." and Ray playfully swatted Benny's ass, "Lift your butt so I can get these pillows under you."

Benny did as Ray asked, Ray cupping his cock and balls to keep from snagging the pillows on them. Benny was semi-erect, and Ray took some time to fondle him, wringing another moan from deep in Benny's chest.

"Please let me go, Ray. I promise to submit this time. Really! You can have your way with me. Please, just let me go. Ray!"

"Did you say something, Benny?" Ray asked as he reached for the lube. "God, I love you, you know that?"

Benny tested his bonds once more, jerking hard at each leg in turn, then his hands.

"Benny! Benny love, stop, you'll hurt yourself!" Ray grasped Benny's arms and gave him a stern look. "Benny, how can I make this good for you if you keep fighting me?"

"I've asked you several times to release me, Ray."

"No can do, Benny. You agreed to this. Hell, you asked for this. Now you're gonna get it. Do I make myself clear?"

"Perfectly." The ice dripping from his tone should have frozen Ray's balls off.

"I'm sorry I didn't get padded restraints for your arms, Benny, but I don't think I could have caught you fast enough." Ray whispered in his lover's ear, then licked the edge and blew into the shell. "You're as strong as me, and a bit faster, so I really needed the element of surprise, ya know?" While he spoke, Ray applied lube to his fingers and worked it into the cleft of Benny's ass, forcing past the clenched cheeks.

Benny let his lust and desire to please Ray overcome his irritation at---well, if he were honest, fear of---being in restraints. He unclenched his muscles and concentrated on enjoying Ray's attentions. When Ray slipped a finger inside him, he squirmed in pleasure. A second finger was eagerly accepted, then, amazingly, a third was added. Benny groaned in lust, writhing sensually.

"Ready, Benny?" Ray asked, voice harsh with his need. The Mountie nodded. Ray slicked his penis generously and continued "This might hurt a bit at first, Benny. You'll have to try to relax as I enter you. It helps if you push out, as if you're gonna..."

"Ray," Benny cut him off, "I'm aware of the procedure."

"I know you are, Benny. I just... Okay, here it comes." Ray's cockhead touched Benny's pucker, and the Canadian flinched, but the restraints held him fast.

"Ray. Eh..." the Mountie's voice was muffled as he tucked his face under his arm.

"What was that, Benny?"

"Er, n-nothing, Ray."

Ray pushed, and the head of his cock penetrated a bare inch into his target. A flash of pain caused Benny to stiffen and cry out.

"Egg..."

Ray stopped stock-still.

"Egg..."

"Benny? Are you trying to say something to me? What is it, love?" Benny started shaking, and his jaw worked, but no sound came out. "If you are, now would be a good time. I can't hold off forever, here."

"Please, Ray..." Benny panted.

Ray groaned, wanting---no, needing---to thrust deep into Benny. With an almost superhuman effort, he withdrew to give his lover one last chance to stop this. "Now, what were you gonna say, Benny? Something about eggs?"

"Ray, why did you..." Suddenly he knew that Ray had just given him all the assurance he needed that the cop would never hurt him, physically or emotionally. When he had asked to be released, Ray had ignored him as was his right in this bondage scenario, but when he had almost given his safeword, Ray had stopped as he had promised. Benny knew now that he could give himself to Ray completely and without reservation. "Y-yes, Ray. Eggs. I want eggs for dinner. You cook. After you, you know: you fuck me."

"Ah, Benny, I'll fix you the biggest omelet in Chicago." Ray once again pushed into Benny. "Does this hurt?"

"Not this time, Ray. More, please," he moaned.

Ray fed him more of his cock in slow stages. When he was in to the hilt he stopped to give Benny time to adjust, and reached to the nightstand for the handcuff key he had placed there earlier. Grasping it tightly, he began to thrust into Benny, reveling in the sensation of the tight passage gripping his rod.

When his initial urgency had passed---after all, Ray had been aroused without release for a very long time---he kissed Benny and unlocked the handcuffs. "We don't need these any longer, do we, Benny?"

"No, Ray, we don't," he replied, using his new freedom to gain leverage to thrust powerfully back at Ray. "This feels so good! I can't believe I fought you for so long. I'm sorry."

"Shhh, it's all right, Benny. God, it feels good to be inside you!"

Two strokes later Ray was cumming, gripping Benny's hips hard enough to leave bruises. Finally, panting heavily, he collapsed, a silly grin plastered on his face.

Benny sprawled under him, reaching his arms back to hold Ray as much as he could, a serene smile on his handsome features. "Thank you, Ray. Without your foresight this beautiful experience might not have happened."

"So, you admit it? You're a control freak?"

"Yes, Ray, I admit it."

Ray kissed the back of Benny's neck, then moved to unfasten his ankles. "Beautiful, huh?" Ray kissed each ankle as it was released. Benny immediately rolled onto his side and motioned Ray to lie beside him.

"Yes, it was, Ray."

The men cuddled together, each basking in the afterglow of satisfying sex.

"So, what do you want in your omelet?" Ray asked drowsily.

"I really didn't mean that, Ray. I was just trying to cover up for having almost used my safeword." He began kissing Ray, rolling on top of the cop. His hands roamed over all of Ray's most sensitive spots.

"I know that Benny, but a deal's a deal."

"Well, in that case, Ray..." Benny saw that his hands and mouth were having a most desirous affect on Ray's tumescence. "Can we talk about this later? The only thing I'm hungry for right now is more of you."

"Benny!" Ray laughingly protested. "You're insatiable, aren't you?"

"Are you saying you don't want to fuck me again, Ray?" the Mountie pouted.

"No, no, I do, but I'm not eighteen anymore, Benny."

"Your erection says otherwise, Ray. Would you...take me...face to face, this time?"

"Anything you want, Benny."

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