Bending At The Knee	   Bending At The Knee

 by Basingstoke

  

 Author's Website: http://www.ravenswing.com/bas/

 Disclaimer: 

 Author's Notes: Thanks to Cara Chapel for the beta.

 Story Notes: 

 

 

 "Is that a challenge?" Ray asked. 

 "Certainly not." Fraser scrubbed the dishes in the sink, his back turned
to Ray. 

 "Because it sounded like a challenge." 

 Fraser rinsed the dishes. "Well I'm sorry, Ray, but I have no control
over how you choose to take my statements of fact." There was an edge in
his voice that went straight to Ray's gut. 

 "Your statement of fact is that I've never sucked your dick!" Fraser was
right, of course; Ray had gotten him off with his hands but never his
mouth. Fraser, being Fraser, had put his mouth everywhere. 

 "Ray!" 

 "How do you expect me to take that?" 

 Fraser sighed. "However you like." He dried the dishes and put them in
the cupboard over the sink. When he turned around, Ray stepped forward and
hooked his index fingers through Fraser's belt loops, resting his thumbs
on Fraser's soft belly and his fingers on Fraser's fine ass. 

 He tugged and Fraser leaned in closer, resting his hands on Ray's hips.
"It was a perfectly innocent statement, Ray," he breathed against Ray's
mouth. 

 "Sure, coming out of your perfectly innocent mouth." Ray squeezed and
Fraser bobbed his head to peck Ray's chin. "I think I know you a little
better than that, Benny." 

 Fraser stiffened and leaned back but Ray didn't let go. "Got a hanky,
Benny?" 

 "A hanky, Ray?" 

 "A handkerchief." 

 Fraser kissed Ray's cheek. "In my back pocket. You can reach it rather
more easily than I can." He raised his eyebrows and gave Ray an
inquisitive look. 

 Ray didn't say anything further, just retrieved the handkerchief from
Fraser's back pocket and took a deep breath. He spread out the
handkerchief to protect his trousers and dropped to his knees on the
kitchen floor. 

 "Ray--" 

 "Shut up, Benny." Ray licked his lips and eyed Fraser's zipper. 

 "You don't have to--" 

 "I want to, Benny." He slid his hands down to Fraser's thighs and back up
to Fraser's abdomen. Nice, familiar territory. He'd been touching Fraser
for months, just--with his hands. 

 Aw, hell. 

 Fraser's dick was stiffening up under his hands, a nice, familiar bulge
to the left of his zipper. Ray didn't look up at Fraser's face. He didn't
think he could. He didn't want Fraser to see hesitation in his face; he
wasn't a chicken and he was going to suck Fraser's dick. 

 He unzipped Fraser's jeans and laid the fly open, exposing starched white
boxers. God, but he loved those boxers. How many people knew they
crackled? Just him and the Bitch, as far as Ray knew--and thinking about
her sent a jag of some fierce emotion through him. Maybe it was anger,
maybe it was jealousy, maybe it was protectiveness; anyway, it propelled
him into tugging down Fraser's jeans and shorts. 

 Fraser made happy humming noises in the back of his throat. Ray held
Fraser's dick in one hand and rubbed the other over his abdomen and the
inside of his thighs. Fraser's skin was so amazingly soft... 

 Ray pressed his nose into the crease of Fraser's thigh and inhaled. Mm,
that was the ticket. Soap, salt and starch, his new favorite smells. 

 "Ray." Fraser sounded breathless. 

 "Yeah, Benny?" 

 "That's surprisingly arousing." Fraser brushed a hand over Ray's cheek.
Ray caught it and put two of Fraser's fingers in his mouth, sucking
gently. So that's what he needed to do to Fraser's dick, this sucking
thing. He could do that. Fraser had done it to him. 

 Fraser's dick was brushing against his other cheek, feeling almost like
Fraser's finger. But it was both softer and harder and the tip was damp.
Ray kissed Fraser's abdomen, feeling the hair against his lower lip, and
before he could think about it he sucked the tip of Fraser's dick into his
mouth. 

 The taste--gaaaaah. Not pleasant. But Angie had put all kinds of things
on his plate when they were married, and that was just dinner. He could
get used to this. Fraser's stomach was heaving under his hand and he was
sweating, really getting into it, so Ray tried licking. 

 Fraser's groan was beyond gratifying. Ray felt his heart swell--he was
the king!--he was doing this!--so he tried licking some more and he
brought his hand back in to stroke the shaft. It was good, it was going
well like that. He had no freaking idea how Fraser managed to deep-throat
him and he wasn't going to try. It didn't seem physically possible from
here. 

 He licked like he was licking an ice cream cone, up and down and around,
and stroked the base with his fingertips. It took a few tries to get the
hang of it. Like riding a bicycle, he figured. 

 He had a good rhythm going with the licking and the stroking, and Fraser
was trembling and making some very happy noises, so he tried sucking the
head again. 

 "Ray!" Fraser's voice was breathless and his thigh muscles clenched and
before Ray could react, Fraser came in his mouth. 

 And--that was it. And--Ray couldn't swallow. He stood up on wobbly legs
and spit into the sink. 

 Fraser embraced him and pulled him close, rubbing his sweaty head against
Ray's. He didn't speak, and neither did Ray. Ray didn't know what to say. 

 Fraser kissed him. Ray kept his mouth closed for a moment, tasting
Fraser's come lingering on his tongue, but he couldn't say no for long,
not to Fraser. He wrapped his arms around Fraser's waist and opened his
mouth to Fraser's tongue and they made out for a while, there leaning on
the sink. 

 He noticed, when he unbuttoned Fraser's shirt, how strong the guy really
was. He always noticed. Fraser's belly was soft but the muscle underneath
was hard; he was tough, like Ray. It gave him comfort. It let him know
things were okay. 

 Ray was a man. Fraser was a man. They were good, they were solid. Ray
came up for air. "Benny." 

 "Ray." Fraser's hair was sticking up in spikes and his lips were bright
pink. His eyes were bright and sparkling and focused like lasers on Ray. 

 "Bed." 

 "Excellent idea." 

 When Ray folded Fraser over his shoulder and carried him out of the
kitchen, Fraser just laughed. 

End