Halloween candy	 Halloween candy

 by Pita Patter

  

 Author's website: http://www.geocities.com/pitapattr

 Disclaimer: Wish they were mine, they are Alliances, I made no money and
that means I am still poor, so please don't sue.

 Author's Notes: The Surgeon General warns to read it carefully so not to
contract diabetes. ;-)

 Story Notes: None.

 

 

 "Aw, please, Uncle Ray!" 

 "No way, kid," The cop shook his head and surveyed the small crowd of
little people in Halloween costumes as they progressed in their "trick or
treat" route. "You behave or I will tell Uncle Benny what you said." 

 Little Tony frowned and crossed his arms with an annoyed sigh. He was not
a kid any more. Why did he have to go with all the neighborhood's kids?
And they had Uncle Ray and Uncle Benny for chaperones, for Pete's sake! It
was humiliating and disgusting. 

 But the threat of telling Uncle Benny worked. Tony Jr. did not want to
disappoint Uncle Benny. He was pretty cool. The boy always loved being
able to tell all kids in school that his uncle's friend had a wolf for a
pet. A real wolf. Cool. 

 Ray tried to get order in his small troops, as they reached Mrs.
Manetti's house. "Now everybody behave." No sooner than he said that,
Heather Thompson rang the bell, startling him. Benny suppressed a grin at
Ray's expression toward the five year-old blondie girl dressed as a fairy.


 "Oh, my," said Mrs. Manetti as she opened the door. "What a crowd we have
here!" 

 A very disjointed chorus of "Trick or treat!" greeted the nice old woman,
and she looked at the adults with the children, recognizing one that had
been at her door every Halloween since he was a kid. "Good evening, Ray.
You have packed quite a bunch this year, now, haven't you?" 

 "Yes, Mrs. Manetti, they seem to grow in numbers every year." 

 "Very nice costume you have," she said, handing out candy bars and sweets
to the kids, completely unaware that Ray was not in costume at all. "But I
like that Mountie costume of your friend better. He even has a dog!" 

 Dief whimpered, and Benny opened his mouth to straighten the situation,
but Ray interrupted him. "Benny is really into this Halloween stuff, Mrs.
Manetti." He surveyed the group. "Everyone got candy? No, Donovan, this is
Martin's, not yours. Now everybody say thanks to Mrs. Manetti!" 

 The equally disjointed chorus of Thank-yous and goodbyes, plus a loud
woof, was the clue to all little bundles of joys race towards the next
house. Benny tipped his hat to Mrs. Mannetti, and went after them. 

 He slowed his pace and looked at his lover, seeing the way he easily
handled all the kids in the neighborhood besides his own nephews and
nieces. And he smiled in the pleasant evening, the dusk settling in, jack
o'lanterns all around the houses. His heart was bubbling with love for the
Chicago cop that had captured his soul. 

 Somehow Halloween seemed to be magical. He began to develop a special
craving.  

 "Are you tired, Ray?", Benny asked as they sat on the couch in their
apartment. Dief had already taken his place at the rug in the living room.


 "What do you think? Three hours of looking after dozens of kids from all
over town..." Ray sighed exaggeratedly, and Benny shifted until Ray's back
was facing him. 

 "They were no more than 20 children, and they were only from your
street." Benny shrugged and began to massage Ray's shoulders. "I guess you
want to rest, then." 

 "Hm. Benny, that is good." 

 "I am glad you like it, Ray." Benny gave a loud sigh, not enthusiastic at
all. 

 Ray turned around, his sour mood gone. "Is there something you want to
do, Benny?" 

 Benny stopped the massage. "I don't want to impose, Ray." The voice was
small, as if he was too afraid or too embarrassed to say. "Never mind." 

 The cop looked into those blue-gray eyes. That was Benny at his full
power over Ray, capable of reducing the cop to a babbling fool, of making
him do anything. "Benny... It matters to me." Ray took his lover's hands
between his. "What is it, love?" 

 Benny had his eyes lowered, and he seemed extremely self-conscious,
reddening creeping in his face. "Well, you know I never... I mean, it's
not like I used to celebrate Halloween when I was a child, and... Er..." 

 One of the few things that made Ray really hurt for his friend was the
thought of his harsh childhood. It was hard for Ray to know that as a boy
Benny had few chances to laugh, to play or to be a child. He wished he
could turn time back and change these things for him. "Oh, Benny..." Ray
caressed his face. "What do you want?" 

 Now the Mountie was really red in his face, and Ray found that remarkably
sweet. "I... I want candy, Ray." He stammered the words, so softly that
Ray might have missed it. 

 "Oh, honey..." Busy taking care of all the kids, Ray never thought of
collecting some candy for them, too. Deep inside he knew that whichever
candy they got, it would probably end in Diefenbaker's mouth anyway. Now
he felt awful, for he did not even had the inspiration to ask Benny if he
wanted anything. "I am so sorry. I don't have any candy. Maybe we can get
back to trick or treating some more." He felt so guilty that he might stay
out all night picking up candy for his Benny. 

 "Yes, you do." Benny raised his eyes to look at Ray. The cop felt a
different light in his lover's eyes. "You have candy." 

 Ray was puzzled. "No, I don't, Benny, but I can - wooh!" 

 Before he could finish, an enthusiastic amorous Mountie rolled him over
the couch, his lips covering Ray's with desperation. Not that Ray
struggled much, He allowed Benny to unbutton his shirt and unbuckle his
belt without releasing his lips. He was just overwhelmed by his lover's
need. Benny seemed to touch him everywhere. 

 "It's OK, Benny," Ray said, trying to calm him down. "I am right here." 

 Benny's tongue swiped at his ear, his hands still busy taking Ray's
clothes off. "Hmmm. Sweet..." Ray shuddered at the tone of desire in his
voice. "So sweet..." 

 "Bennnmpf", was all Ray could muster before his lips were assaulted
again, his shirt peeled off his body. When the shirt was thrown to the
ground, Benny climbed over him, the hands now tugging his pants, his lips
fiercely locked to Ray's as his moans became louder. Unable and unwilling
to resist, Ray laid back and even lifted his hips to help Benny undress
him, taking off pants and brief together. He also began to relieve Benny
from his clothes. 

 Now both men were moaning, their breaths accelerating. Ray's head was
spinning, and Benny had found a new place where his lips could play: Ray's
nipples. Ray was totally out of it, his lower body making tiny automatic
movements, searching to get closer to Benny's body. Both men completely
missed Dief's indignant expression as he went to the kitchen while his
packmates were at it again. 

 Benny's caresses soon took a different turn. If before he was pleading
and desperate, now he was demanding, hungry. Before he was moaning, now he
was growling. Ray felt his lover's tongue trailing a hot wet path down his
stomach, and tried to shift his position so he could reciprocate in some
way. His movements were stilled by a powerful grip, and a low growl warned
him to keep his body motionless, while the tongue slid, sizzling, past his
navel. Feeling goosebumps in his flesh and a very particular burning in
his groin, Ray squeezed his eyes shut and laid quite still, except for the
heaving in his chest and his heart., pounding inside his ribcage. 

 What he was expecting came before he could count five heartbeats: a hot
mouth engulfed him whole, and he could not help to let out a yell of pure
pleasure. "Hmmm. Sweet..." was the whisper that proved Ray's ultimate lack
of control over his own body. The tremors in his body increased
exponentially, as well as the whirling in his brain. His hands tried to
grab something - anything - besides Benny's head as the experienced tongue
lapped the tip of his cock, making him whimper. 

 The hot hardened flesh slid up and down between Benny's lips, and Ray was
lost in the sensations brought by that sweet pressure between his legs. If
he had enough brain activity left, he'd wonder how he could prevent his
hips from bucking Benny off him. 

 The sucking began, and so did Ray's undoing. "Oh, Benny..." 

 "Please... Give me... Give me your nectar, Ray," he heard, and then he
knew he could not hold it any longer, so he exploded in Benny's honeyed
mouth, hardly able to avoid his screams as he was sucked dry. Not that he
could avoid them, anyway. He merely rode wave after wave of pleasure that
raked his body, a rush of endorphin flooding his veins. 

 Eyes closed, Ray felt loving warms wrapping his limp body, and tried to
move so he could take care of Benny, too. Surprisingly, his hand found a
wet spot. He opened his eyes and looked up at Benny, who was smiling down
at him. "Thanks for the candy, Ray." He blushed a little. 

 Ray could not help to smile back. "Anytime, honey." He snuggled in his
lover's arms, post-coital bliss coaxing him to sleep. "Anytime at all." 

End Halloween candy by Pita Patter: pitapattr@yahoo.com

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