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Notes: Number 2 in my EB series, reading part 1 would be helpful. Oh, and it's songfic

The EB Series #2
'Til I kissed you
by Stacy Stronach
copyrighted June 1997




Jim Ellison lay in his bed, listening as Blair started his
morning routine, and Jim had no idea how he would face the young
man, not after this morning. Even though Blair didn't know, _he_
did, and that made a difference. Trying to sort out exactly how
he felt about Blair, Jim sighed, was it love or was it lust? Or
was it both? Jim had no qualms about loving another man, he'd
had a couple of male lovers--one in college, had been his
roommate. And he'd ended his second male affair about 6 months
ago now, that had lasted about 6 months, and had been with an
attractive Lt. Commander, Harmon Rabb, Jr., who was a former navy
pilot now with the Judge Advocate General or JAG. Jim had met
him when a police investigation had crossed with a JAG
investigation at Cascade naval base. Harm had been temporarily
stationed at the JAG office there, and his reassignment had ended
the affair. While Jim had cared deeply for Harm, they had both
known it wouldn't last, especially with Harm's job involving so
much travel.


So, he wasn't worried about that aspect of things, but he wanted
to be sure how he felt, and how Blair felt, before they added
this dimension to their relationship. Jim was fairly certain he
loved his Guide, but was he in love with him? Considering what
his life would be like without Blair in it, Jim knew his answer.
Yes, he had fallen in love with Blair, hell, Jim figured he had
been in love with Blair, even in those last months with Harm.
*Ah, but how does Blair feel about me, just because he had a wet
dream about me, that could just be lust. And if I get involved
with him, I want it to last forever, not to be some sort of
fling* Jim thought. He knew the younger man dated lots of women,
but figured Blair slept with less than half of them, judging from
how he smelled when he got home, and Jim had never smelled a man
on his Guide. Of course, if he showered a few times and washed
his clothes Jim might not be able to detect it. But Jim was
fairly certain Blair hadn't done that.

Jim was so engrossed with his thoughts that he didn't hear Blair
come up the stairs, "Yo, Jim. Breakfast is ready. Jim? Are you
zoning, man?"

"Huh? Oh, no, Chief, I was just lost in thought. I'll be down in
a couple, OK?" Jim answered, and turned over to moan into his
pillow as Blair walked back downstairs. Blair had been wearing
a tight tank top, and even tighter cut off jean short shorts,
that showed off everything Jim had seen last night. And the way
the denim hugged the younger man's ass, he could tell Blair was
_not_ wearing any underwear. *Well, Jim, don't get mad, get even*
he thought to himself, smiling somewhat evilly. Getting out of
bed, Jim found his black spandex/Lycra bicycle shorts, and
put those on, without his underwear, and found a tight black tank
top to go with it. Two could play at this game.

Blair set their breakfasts on the table when he heard Jim start
down the stairs and then Blair sat down at the table. He almost
gasped when he turned to look at Jim, and had to look away, to
keep his body from reacting. Those bike shorts clearly outlined
Jim's cock and balls, very _clearly_, and as Blair closed his
eyes to consider what he'd seen, he felt a blush creeping up his
face and tried to stop it and hoped to the gods that Jim wouldn't
notice.

Jim did notice, just as he also noticed his Guide's increased
pulse/heart rates, and could smell his arousal. Sitting down
across from Blair, Jim asked,"Hey, Chief, meditating at breakfast
now?"

"Um, no, I was just...trying to think of the title of a book a
friend recommended to me," Blair lied. It was all Jim could do
not to snort with laughter, he knew what his friend was _really_
thinking about.

They made small talk during breakfast, and when they finished
they cleared the table. Blair had just started to wash the dishes
when he felt the heat of Jim behind him, standing so close Blair
could smell him. "Do you need any help, Blair?" Jim asked, his
breath flowing across Blair's ear, making the smaller man
shudder. Blair tried to move closer to the counter, but he was
as close as he could get without climbing in the sink, and he was
worried--he could feel his cock starting to harden, from Jim
being so close to him and breathing in his ear.

"Uh, um, no, Jim, I'm doing just fine by myself, thanks," Blair
responded, his voice husky.

Jim could again smell arousal, and when he looked over Blair's
shoulder, could see the younger man's cock stiffening in his
shorts. Reaching around to grasp that erection, Jim whispered,
in a low voice, that sent shivers down Blair's spine, "Oh, but I
think you do. Wouldn't you rather have my hand jerking you off,
or my mouth sucking your cock until you're dry?" He stroked
Blair's cock as he said this, feeling it grow even larger, and
smiled as Blair moaned, leaning back against Jim, dropping the
dish and cloth back into the water. Jim wrapped his other arm
around Blair's waist and reached up under his top to tweak first
one nipple then the other, making him almost whine with pleasure.
Jim could hear their hearts beating a fast rhythm and in sync
with one another, their rasping breaths mingling together. He
revelled in the feel of Blair's chest hair contrasted with the
smooth flesh of his nipples, and he couldn't wait to get his
mouth on what his other hand was touching right now.

Blair sighed, as he reached his arms up to clasp his hands behind
Jim's head, and he could feel Jim's hardened cock pressing into
the small of his back. Blair turned his head and guided Jim's
mouth to his, ferociously kissing the older man. Jim moaned when
he felt Blair's tongue probing at his lips, and opened his mouth
to that plundering tongue. They investigated each other's mouths
fully, wanting to know every inch, this continued until they
finally had to come up for air. It was the most intense kiss
either man had experienced.

They both groaned as the phone rang, since they both knew Jim had
no choice but to answer it. While Jim was on the phone, Blair
turned on the kitchen radio, it was tuned to the oldies station,
and as the DJ was announcing the next set of songs, he heard Jim
say, angrily, "No, I don't want to fucking switch fucking long
distance companies," before slamming down the phone. Blair
smiled to himself, the poor operator probably didn't expect
_that_ response.

As Jim pulled Blair back into his arms, the DJ announced, "And
here's a great hit from the Everly Brothers, " 'Til I kissed
you," starting 40 minutes of commercial free music." Jim smiled
and started swaying Blair to the music and singing along with it
gently. Blair was starting to wonder if he was suddenly
attracting Everly Brothers songs, this was the second appropriate
one he'd heard today, but he just put his head against Jim's
chest and smiled, enjoying the song, and the person holding him.


Never felt like this until I kissed you
How did I exist until I kissed you
Never had you on my mind
Now you're there all the time

Never knew what I missed until I kissed you, uh huh,
I kissed you, whoa ya

Things have really changed since I kissed you
My life's not the same now that i kissed you, whoa ya
Mmmm, you got a way about you
Now I can't live without you

Never knew what I missed until I kissed you, uh huh,
I kissed you, whoa ya

You don't realize what you do to me
I didn't realize what a kiss could be

Mmmm, you got a way about you,
Now I can't live without you

Never knew what I missed until I kissed you, uh huh,
I kissed you, whoa ya

Mmmm, you got a way about you,
Now I can't live without you

Never knew what I missed until I kissed you, uh huh,
I kissed you, whoa ya



As Jim danced Blair over to the couch, Blair muttered under his
breath, "This is way too much like that dream, man."

"You mean the dream you had about me this morning? The one that
made you jerk off?" Jim asked quietly.

Blair sighed, he should know better than to whisper around Jim.
"How did you know about that? And just how do you know it was
about you?"

"I heard you mumbling in your sleep this morning, I was afraid
that you were having another nightmare, and since you sometimes
can't wake up from them, I came down here. And when I opened the
door, what do I see, you laying there, sound asleep, stroking
your cock. Then when you came, you called out my name, so that's
how I knew it was about me. Do you know what seeing that did to
me?" Jim paused, looking into Blair's deep blue eyes, as the
Guide shook his head no. "It made my cock hard to watch you, so
beautiful, I almost came watching you. But I went upstairs and
masturbated, thinking of you, and your beautiful body. Your
beautiful cock." Jim whispered the last bit right into Blair's
ear and blew a stream of air across his ear making the smaller
man moan and press his body against Jim.

Moaning, Jim sat down on the couch, and pulled Blair on top of
him, so that the younger man was straddling Jim's lap and their
erections were rubbing against each other through their shorts.
Blair started moving his hips so that there was even more
friction between their cocks, and bent his head down to kiss Jim.
It was another long, hot kiss, tongues exploring, tasting,
touching. Jim ran his fingers through the dark brown silk that
was Blair's hair, and massaged his scalp. When they finally broke
the kiss, Jim held Blair's head steady and looked him in the
eyes, blue on blue. "Blair, I've got to say something, tell you
something. I love you, and I have for awhile, I just sort of
avoided examining my feelings, afraid of ruining our friendship.
But before we go any further here, you have to understand, that
if you make love with me, now, that's it. I expect a full
commitment, no more bed hopping with men or women, Chief. If we
are going to take our relationship to this next level, we both
need to be committed to that, otherwise we'll ruin what we
already have. Can you promise me that, Blair, that I'll be it
for you, the end, the omega, everything?" Jim asked, almost
afraid of the answer.

Blair's heart almost stopped beating. *How could he ask this of
me, I can't commit to one person, I've never been able to before.
How can I promise him something I don't think I can give?* His
eyes filling with tears, Blair looked at Jim, "Oh, gods, Jim,
I...I...don't think I can promise that. I'm sorry. I do love you,
it's just, well....I'm not good at commitment. Oh Jim..." Blair
couldn't look at Jim anymore, not with all the pain he saw in
those bright blue eyes. Crying full out now, Blair ran into his
bedroom and shut the door.

Jim sat there, stunned, he'd been so sure that there'd be no
problem with Blair committing himself to Jim. After all, unlike
all those women, Jim _loved_ Blair. He couldn't understand it
and he was getting angry, he knew he needed to get out. Running
up to his bedroom, he quickly changed into a sweat suit, and then
headed out to go for a drive. "Blair, I'm going for a drive,
I'll be back later. I'm sorry." Jim said as he ran out the
door.


tbc...