Two Rays Are Better Than One    Two Rays Are Better Than One by Shannon
McKinnon

  

 I read with great interest recently that some people hold the theory that
if you like one Ray, you automatically have to dislike the other. This
made me confused and sad and disgusted; and this story is my answer to
that little argument. 

 This is dedicated to everyone who knows that it is not only possible, but
eminently enjoyable, to "swing both Rays" 

 Rated NC17 for m/m sex. 

 TWO RAYS ARE BETTER THAN ONE 

 The door to Ray Kowalski's apartment burst open, and two men stumbled
through it. The door slammed closed, and Kowalski was pushed against the
door rather roughly. 

 Ray Vecchio smiled at him, then captured his mouth in a fervent kiss.
Kowalski responded equally, invading and exploring Vecchio's mouth with
his tongue. Vecchio broke away. "Where is your bedroom?" He gasped. 

 Ray grinned. "Come on." He grabbed Vecchio's hand and led him into the
bedroom. They stopped when they reached the side of the bed, and Ray
Vecchio pulled his hand free from Kowalski's, suddenly uncertain. 

 "What?" Kowalski snapped. 

 "You know, Stanley, maybe this wasn't such a good idea after all." 

 "What?!" 

 "I love Benny." 

 "I know that." 

 "No, I mean I really love him. I am in love with him. He's my partner." 

 "I know that, Vecchio. And I respect that, I really do. But this..." He
waved his hand between the two of them, then towards the bed. "It's
nothing permanent. It's not going to come between the two of you. And
after all, this was your idea." 

 "I know..." Vecchio started. 

 Ray stepped closer, rubbing his crotch against Vecchio's. He could feel
the other man's arousal, and he smiled. "So, do you want to stop?" 

 Damn. Ray never had been able to resist a pair of blue eyes. "Well, I
guess one time won't hurt anything." 

 Kowalski grinned adorably, and Ray drew him into a deep kiss. He reached
down and yanked Ray's t-shirt out of the waistband of his jeans, then
pulled it over his head. A teasing smile tugged the corners of Vecchio's
mouth upwards. "Man, you're scrawny." He said. 

 Kowalski grinned back. "Wiry." 

 Ray laughed, then bent and kissed his way down the thin yet strong chest
to the waistband of the jeans. He unbuttoned and unzipped them, then
looked up at the other detective. 

 Kowalski took a short, ragged breath, and smiled and nodded in assent.
Ray pulled both jeans and underwear down to pool at Kowalski's ankles. 

 Vecchio knelt there for a long moment, just staring. There were many
adjectives that could be used to describe this particular portion of Ray
Kowalski's anatomy, but "scrawny" was definitely not among them. Reaching
out, he ran his fingers lightly over the cock, then took it into his hand,
caressing it gently. 

 Holding Ray's cock cupped in the palm of his hand, Vecchio trailed a
series of kisses down its length. In response, Ray's cock hardened still
further, jumping and twitching against Ray's lips. Vecchio grinned and
took the cock fully into his mouth. 

 Two sharp gasps sounded in the otherwise quiet bedroom. Vecchio took a
steadying breath, then thoroughly explored Ray's cock with his tongue,
enjoying the taste and textures. This cock was... different than Benny's.
Different, but wonderful in its own right. Kowalski thrust against him a
couple of times. "Vecchio, come on." He gasped. 

 Obligingly, Ray began sucking the cock in his mouth. Kowalski began
thrusting his hips again, driving himself further into Vecchio's mouth.
Vecchio reached up and grabbed Ray's ass cheeks and began sucking harder. 

 With a last desperate bucking of his hips, Ray cried out and came,
filling Ray's mouth with his seed. Vecchio swallowed, savoring the new
taste. Kowalski's legs gave way suddenly, and Vecchio helped ease him to
the floor. 

 The two men knelt there panting for a few minutes, then leaned together
for another long kiss. Kowalski pulled away and looked at the other man.
"Vecchio?" 

 "Yeah?" 

 "I'm kneeling here naked, and you're still fully dressed. Do you see
anything wrong with this picture?" 

 "As a matter of fact, I do." 

 "Well, let's set things right, then." Kowalski quickly unbuttoned Ray's
shirt and slipped it off him. "Stand up." He ordered. 

 Both men stood up, but Kowalski stumbled, as his pants and underwear were
still tangled around his ankles. Cursing, he stepped out of them, and
Vecchio laughed. 

 "Oh, be quiet." Kowalski said, but he was grinning. He shoved Ray
backwards, so he landed on the bed, sprawled on his back. Kowalski quickly
climbed on the bed and knelt over him. 

 Vecchio stared up at that beautiful cock, so tantalizingly close to his
face. Dimly he became aware that Ray had just said something, but for the
life of him he couldn't remember what. He reluctantly dragged his eyes
away from Kowalski's cock to look into his face. "I'm sorry?" 

 Ray laughed. "I said, take off your pants." 

 "Oh! Right. Of course." With more than a little help from the Polish
detective, Ray freed himself from his pants and boxer shorts. Kowalski
knelt staring down at Ray's penis for a long time, saying nothing. Ray
began to get nervous. 

 Finally, Kowalski looked at him and smiled. "Not bad, Vecchio; not bad at
all. For an Italian." 

 "For an Italian?!! What in the hell do you mean by that, you stupid-" 

 Ray's tirade ended in a strangled gasp as Kowalski bent over and took
Ray's cock into his mouth and began exploring it with his lips, tongue
and... teeth? "Um, Stanley? What are you doing?" 

 Ray let the penis slip from his mouth and grinned at Ray. "Relax,
Vecchio. You trust me, don't you?" 

 This did nothing to calm Ray. In fact, it made him a little more nervous.
But his nervousness soon faded as Kowalski took his cock back into his
mouth and began lavishing it with attention. 

 Ray looked at the man bending over him. It was strange to see the light
hair, rather than the dark head he was used to. He found himself suddenly
fascinated by the spiky blond hair, and reached out to touch it. It was
much softer than he had thought it would be, and Ray smiled, running his
hand over the hair again and again. 

 Soon though, he was distracted from thoughts of Ray's hair as Kowalski's
very talented mouth brought him closer and closer to climax. "Oh, God,
Stan! Yes. Oh, Yes! Now!!" 

 With a sudden burst of lights before his eyes, Ray came. He lay on the
bed, panting harshly, and was only vaguely aware when Kowalski moved to
lay down next to him. Eventually, Stan spoke. "I've got to hand it to you,
Vecchio, this was a great idea." 

 Ray laughed, then his eyes traveled to the door, and he gasped harshly,
his heart freezing in his chest. Kowalski turned to follow his gaze. Oh,
shit. 

 Fraser was standing in the doorway, looking at the two of them lying
naked and tangled together, his face expressionless. 

 "Benny..." Ray said, wondering how long his lover had been standing
there. 

 A huge smile spread slowly over Fraser's face. "I knew the two of you
would get along just great." He told them. 

 The two Rays stared at him in disbelief, until finally Kowalski spoke.
"Fraser?" 

 "Yes, Ray?" 

 "You're a freak." 

 "Yes, Ray." 

 Vecchio continued to stare at Ben for several more moments, then he
slowly extended his hand. "So, Benny, would you care to join us?" 

 Ben's smile deepened into a grin. "Why, yes, Ray. I would" 

 The End