Body Language Lessons    Okay, okay, enough fussing and just send the
darn thing already, Regina. Yes, Ma'am. This is a sequel to "The Best
Thing I've Ever Tasted". It is NC-17 (why write it otherwise) and m/m (who
else goes so well together). These characters are not my property but they
shouldn't be too much the worse for wear by the time I'm done with them. 

 "Body Language Lessons"  By Regina Harley 

 Fraser woke up slowly and took stock of his surroundings. His bed, his
apartment, Dief on the floor in his usual spot. But wait! What's this? A
warm arm around his belly. An even warmer body spooned up against his
back. A strange nudging against his backside. And now... What's that hand
doing?! Oh, right, I remember now. "Good morning, Ray." 

 "Morning, Benny. " 

 "I love you." 

 "I love you, too. So whadaya think?" 

 "Still the best thing." After working the whole day nailing down the last
few items needed to convict the man they had arrested on Friday, last
night they had again tasted each other to their complete satisfaction. But
today was Sunday. A day of rest. Or at least a day where the getting tired
could be so much more pleasurable than by chasing bad guys. The whole day
stretched before them. 

 "So, what should we do today?" 

 "Well, let's start by taking care of this." "Whatever you say, Ray." 

 The hand toying with Benny's nipples moved to his erection and began to
stroke it gently. At the same time Benny felt a mouth taking small nips
along his shoulder blades. It moved up to the back of his neck and began
gnawing on the nape. The hand continued it slow pumping. The mouth
continued its journey and when it reached the tender area between shoulder
and neck, paused. Ray felt Benny stiffen in anticipation, and when he
gently sank his teeth into the juncture, felt Benny shudder in pleasure. 

 "So you like that do you?" Ray said softly. 

 "Ohhh, yes," Benny moaned. "I once saw two mountain lions during mating
season. Have you ever seen that, Ray?" 

 "No, Benny," Ray breathed, "tell me about it." 

 "Oh, God. It's the most erotic thing, Ray. As he's taking her, the male
bites the female on her neck and shoulder; partly to hold on, but partly
to brand her, at least for the moment, as his. Normally, she would tear
his head off for a move like that, but during mating season it makes her
submit and display herself for his pleasure, and hers. All that power and
wildness tamed by a bite." A pause "When you give me your brand, Ray, then
I'm yours to do with as you wish." 

 "I'll have to remember that, Benny." 

 The hand sped up, and at the same time Ray began gently thrusting along
the cleft of Benny's wonderfully tight ass. 

 As the waves of pleasure slowly washed over him, Ray said,"Oh, Benny. I
could do this forever." 

 The slow movements gradually became more fevered, the moans of pleasure
from both lovers louder and more fervent. Then came the peak. Benny gave a
last cry of joy as he pulsed over Ray's loving hand. This final stimulus
was enough to trigger Ray's release all over Benny's bottom. Then the arm
around Benny clutched tight as Ray spread small kisses across Benny's back
interspersed with whispered words. 

 "I love you ... mine ... you're mine ... love you ... so much ... oh
Benny. 

 Benny turned over and gave his lover the first true kiss of the day, long
and sweet and deep, wrapping his arms around Ray for a long heartfelt hug.


 A moment of peace followed until Ray roused himself. 

 "Now, how about we go to the shooting range and get in some practice.
Shooting that guy made me realize I haven't gone in a while." 

 "That sounds like a great idea, Ray." 

 "But first a shower." 

 "An even better one!" 

 * * * * * 

 "How'd ya do, Benny?" inquired Ray, walking over to Fraser's lane. 

 "Well, I shot my load and it all ended up over the target's heart. Ray!!
Ray, are you all right?!?" patting his choking partner on the back. 

 "WHAT did you say!?", he screeched, looking around to make sure no one
could hear their conversation, "Nevermind," he continued hastily, as
Fraser was about to repeat himself, "I heard you the first time. *Where*
did you pick up a phrase like *that*?" 

 "Isn't that the right phrase? I know you Americans have many unusual
colloquialisms but I was sure I got that one right." 

 "Well, you didn't," Ray replied flatly, "so give, where'd you hear that."


 "It was last week. I was just going into the Men's room at the station.
Detective Farrell..." 

 "Uh oh," Ray interrupted. 

 "What?" 

 "Nothing, go on." "... was talking with Patrolman McDonald..." 

 "UH oh." 

 "*What?*" 

 "Keep going." 

 "... and he was saying, 'I shot my whole load into him and, boy, it felt
great.' He looked rather startled when I walked in, so I said, 'It's
always a good feeling to get your man. But isn't it annoying to fill out
all that 

 paperwork?' Come to think of it, he *did* look rather puzzled at that.
Then I continued, 'I also get greater satisfaction in getting them alive,
but I know that's not always possible.' I suppose I should have known
something was wrong when he gave me a look of total horror. I finished
with, 'And sometimes after all your hard work, they still get off.' I
think something must have clicked with him because he gave me a big grin
and said, 'I agree with you 100%, Fraser.' Then he and Patrolman McDonald
left. " 

 "Fraser, *stop*. You're killin' me." Ray could barely breathe, he was
laughing so hard. 

 "*What*, Ray? Tell me what I said wrong?" 

 "Just *what* do you think that phrase means." 

 "Why, I just assumed it meant he shot his entire clip of ammunition into
the suspect." 

 "Well, it doesn't." 

 "What does it mean then, Ray?" 

 "Does it give you a hint when I tell you that both Farrell and McDonald
are gay?" 

 "No, not really, Ray." 

 Ray heaved an exasperated sigh. 

 "It *means*," and leaned over to whisper in Fraser's ear. 

 "Oh, dear." 

 "You know, Fraser, you look really good in red." 

 "But, Ray, I'm not wearing my uniform today. Oh, my face, hmm?" 

 "Yup." 

 "Oh. Um, Ray?" 

 "Yeah, Benny." 

 "That saying is kind of ... crude, isn't it?" 

 "Yeah. I never liked it much myself." 

 "Where would *you* have heard it?" 

 "It can refer to men with women too, Benny. I read it in Penthouse." 

 "Oh." 

 "Usually preceded by a description of the man's penis." 

 "Description?" 

 "Yeah, you know. 'His 23" long dick was 10" around and throbbing loud
enough to be heard in Singapore.' " 

 "Ray, that's just silly." 

 "Yeah, that's why I hate stories like that. I like a little realism. And
maybe even, I dunno, love?," he continued sheepishly. 

 "Why, Ray, you're just a closet romantic." 

 "Yeah, well ya better not tell anyone," Ray returned testily. 

 Benny looked thoughtful. "If I were a woman, I don't think I'd want any
man with those dimensions anywhere near me." He paused to think. "Or even
if I were a man. Maybe *especially* if I was a man." Another pause for
thought. "Um, Ray?" 

 "Yeah, Benny." 

 "Do you suppose... um, do you think..." 

 "*What*?!" 

 "Do you suppose we could try that?" 

 "Oh, Benny," Ray breathed, "Are you sure?" 

 "Well, frankly, no. But I know that you're not built like *that* and I
love you and it seems like the next thing to try and this morning, when
you, you know, took care of me, the feel of you behind me was ... most
stimulating ... but if you don't want to ... ," he continued hastily, his
face a rosy blush. 

 "Okay." 

 "What?" 

 "I said, 'okay'. Let's try it. Sheesh, anything to get you to stop
talking." 

 Hastening from the firing range, they quickly got in the Riv and squealed
out of the parking lot. 

 "We'd better stop somewhere, Ray." 

 "What! Why!?" 

 "Well, We're going to need ... um ... supplies." 

 "Oh. Oh! Yeah, you're right. There," he said pointing, "there's a drug
store." 

 "So who gets to go in and get them?" 

 "Well, it *was* your idea, Benny." 

 *sigh* "All right." Benny opened the door and got out. 

 "Hey, Benny," Ray called after him 

 "Yes, Ray?" he said, coming over to peer in the window. 

 "Do you actually know what you're getting?" 

 "Er, well, no, not exactly." 

 *sigh* "Get in the car." 

 "Yes, Ray." 

 Once he got in the store, Ray realized that even he wasn't sure what to
get. He decided the Boy Scouts were right (not that *they* would need this
stuff, he chortled to himself) and picked up a variety of condoms and
three kinds of lubricant. The sales clerk started to make a smart remark,
but the sight of the bulge of Ray's gun made him think better of it. 

 Back at the car, Ray found Fraser in a state of nervous excitement. Benny
couldn't keep his hands off Ray. First patting him on the shoulder, then
on the thigh, then rubbing his knee. 

 "Geez, Benny. Knock it off for a minute. We'll be home soon, and then you
can touch me all you want." 

 "All right, Ray." and subsided into his usual 'at attention' bland
visage, his hands on his knees, back straight. But Ray wasn't fooled. He'd
hung around Benny long enough while he was standing guard duty to tell
that Fraser was a ticking time bomb. Even with no expression on his face,
Ray could see the thoughts racing behind Benny's eyes. When they reached
Benny's apartment, Ray had barely put the car in gear before Fraser was
out of the car and into the building. Ray followed more slowly after,
rather amused that his normally stoic partner could be so out of control.
The amusement didn't last much past his first step into the apartment,
however, when he was viciously attacked by a naked mountie. Wild kisses
were snatched as clothes went flying. Moments later Ray found himself
naked, flat on his back with a wildly tumescent mountie on top of him,
hands grabbing his head, being kissed as if the taste of him was as
necessary as 

 air. 

 "Benny ... Benny!!," he managed to get out during a brief pause for
breath. "Geez, Benny, slow down! We have all day." he continued, running
soothing hands up and down Benny's back. They rolled over so that they
were side-by-side. Benny took a deep shuddering breath, his face buried in
Ray's neck. 

 "I'm sorry, Ray." came the muffled response. "I don't know what came over
me." 

 "Hey, sweet, it's okay. Shhhh. It's okay. We have all the time we need.
Come on. Give me a kiss, now." 

 Benny raised his head and looked deep into Ray's eyes. Ray was stunned by
the passion and helpless need he saw there. 

 "Ray, I want you. I need you. I need you inside me. Now." 

 "Okay, Benny. I'm right with you. But we hafta go real slow this first
time, okay? I am *not* going to hurt you, no matter how much you need me."


 "Yes, all right." A deep, slightly less desperate sigh. "But let's start
now, okay?" 

 "Of course, love. Turn over. We have to get you good and ready for me.
But first give me a kiss." 

 Benny took Ray's head in his hands and gave him a long, slow, wet kiss
full of tongue and teeth. Then he released him and shifted so that he was
face-down on the bed. 

 "Now where did you put the stuff?" 

 "I think it's by the door, Ray." 

 "Stay right there, I'll be right back." Dropping a kiss on his back, Ray
retrieved the bag of supplies and returned to the bed. 

 "Before we begin, Benny, I need to know ... were you tested after ...
*her*?" 

 "Tested? Oh! Yes. Yes, Ray I was. Everything is fine." 

 "That's good, Benny. I would hate to think that she hurt you any more
than she already did. Just so you know, I'm fine too." 

 "I know that, Ray. You wouldn't do anything to hurt me." 

 "Let's hope you feel that way a few minutes from now." 

 "It's okay, Ray. I don't mind a little pain if it means I get to feel you
inside me." 

 "Hmmmph, well ... okay, I'm gonna start now. You ready?" 

 "I've been ready forever." 

 "Get up on your hands and knees." 

 Benny rolled so that his back was to Ray who got on the bed with a tube
of lubricant, his face buried in the pillow. Ray squeezed some of the
lubricant out onto his fingers and applied it to Benny's puckered opening.
Gently smoothing around and around the entrance he massaged the area until
some of the tension went out of his partner. Then, after applying more to
the very tip of his index finger, slowly insinuated it into the start of
the canal. When it was all the way in he asked, "How's that, Benny?" 

 "Just fine, Ray. Please ... keep going." 

 Ray began moving his finger in and out, around and around, slowly
loosening the ring of muscle. Acting on impulse, he leaned over and
starting biting Fraser on the bottom, small nips followed by wet sucking
kisses. The first one brought a gasp of surprise but by the time Benny was
nice and loose each one resulted in a moan. 

 "Almost time now, Benny," whispered Ray, removing his finger and coating
himself with the lubricant. 

 "Oh, yes, Ray. Please, I want you." 

 "Okay, Benny. Here we go. You let me know if I'm going too fast, okay?" 

 "Yes, Ray. Oh, please..." 

 Ray put the head of his penis against the lubricated opening and slowly
pushed his way in, trying to be alert for any sign of discomfort, but
finding it difficult to do over the incredible sensation of joining with
his lover. 

 When he was fully sheathed in his partner, panting slightly, he asked,
"Are you all right, Benny?" 

 "Oh, yes, Ray," said Benny breathed joyfully. Ray pulled back out until
he was just inside the entrance to his lover. 

 "Hey, Benny?" Ray said with deceptive calm. 

 "Yes, love." 

 "You're *mine*," came the fiercely whispered reply. As he sank deep into
his love, he also sank his teeth deep into the tender spot between Benny's
neck and shoulder. 

 "OH, GOD," Benny screamed. "Ohhh, Ray. Yes, I'm yours, all yours. Ohhh
... take me ... yours, always yours ... oh, God..." He arched his back and
spread his legs wider as Ray began thrusting into him. Gently at first,
long slow strokes, pulling almost all the way out and then sinking deep to
his core. ooouuut ... IIN, ooouuut ... IIN When that brought nothing but
exhortations to go faster, he sped up until they were both moaning with
joy. Ray started to reach for Benny's erection, only to be stopped by a
muttered, "No, don't." 

 "Why not?" 

 "Because I want you next." 

 "Oh, yesss." Again sinking his teeth into that tender area he thrust,
harder and harder, for long wonderful minutes, until he came, pumping and
gushing deep into his lover's body. Collapsing atop him, Ray gasped and
groaned out, "God, I love you." After resting for a few moments, trying to
pull his thoughts back into some semblance of sanity, he slowly pulled out
causing a few last pangs of release to shoot though him, and fell back on
the bed. 

 "God! God, that was incredible. Benny? ... Benny, are you okay?" Concern 

 started to creep into his voice as Fraser continued to just lie there in
a collapsed heap. 

 Ray rolled his lover over, and fell back, stunned by the face of blazing
love on his partner. 

 "Yes, Ray. I'm fine." he softly replied. "I love you so much." 

 "Geez, Benny. I love you, too. Don't scare me like that. I thought I'd
killed you or something." 

 "If you had, I wouldn't have minded. To go feeling so utterly loved and
possessed would have been fine." 

 "Ahh, geez, Benny," Ray replied, gathering Benny close to him, "Don't
even *think* about dyin' on me. I just found you. I'm gonna need you for a
long time." 

 "I need you, too, Ray. Um, maybe ... , um, how would now be?" 

 "What? Oh! You poor thing, look at you. Okay, now it's my turn to feel
you inside. God, just the thought is turning my insides to mush. Come on,
baby, get me ready," as he got on his hands and knees. 

 Benny took the tube and started to put some on his fingers but the sight
of Ray's fine ass in the air was too much for him. Inspired by Ray, he
leaned over to kiss it, but then his natural instincts took over and he
began running his tongue over the round globes in long, wet strokes, his
hands molding and caressing. 

 "Oh, god, Benny." 

 "Lie down flat, Ray." 

 When he had done so, Benny knelt between Ray's legs and then lay down
flat himself on top of him, his face on level with the small of Ray's
back. He began a thorough oral, tactile, and olfactory investigation of
his partner from his waist to his thighs. 

 "Benny, what are you *doing*?" 

 "Just continuing what I started on Friday, Ray. I want to stamp you into
my brain so deep that I can identify you with my eyes closed. I want to
know you so well that I could pick you out of a thousand men. I want,
*need*, to know you, Ray. Let me do this." 

 "Sure, love. Whatever you want." 

 Benny's investigation began finding places that made Ray writhe and groan
with delight. Breathing in the scent in the small dusting of fuzz at the
small of his back. A quick swirl of tongue around one cheek. A scraping of
teeth in the fold between buttock and thigh. Finally, his focus narrowed
to his ultimate goal, the small opening into his lover's body. A light
tongue flick brought a soft moan. A long swipe from balls to back brought
a louder groan. Small bites all around caused softly whispered
exclamations. Benny found the taste of his love to be exquisite. He took
his pointed tongue and went around and around the small hole. With every
revolution, Ray's hips twitched, until finally he was gently humping the
bedclothes. 

 "Benny ... Benny, please ... in me ... I need you in me ... Please!" 

 "All right, Ray. Just let me get you ready," he said, getting the
lubricant and starting to prime his lover. 

 "God, if I get any more ready I'm gonna die." 

 "Just hold on, Ray. I have to get myself ready," smearing some on
himself, "Okay, here I come, Ray." 

 With that, he pressed himself to the opening and with a groan from both
men, slowly slipped inside. 

 "Are you all right, sweet?" 

 "Yeah, Benny. Now *move*, please?" he added plaintively. 

 Benny started driving into his partner. Short quick strokes that
gradually segued into long, slow, voluptuous claimings. Ray's arms were
stretched out in front of him, hands clutching the edge of the bed. Benny
wrapped his arms underneath Ray's arms and around his shoulders. 

 "Mine ... you're mine, Ray ... I love ... oh, god, I love you." 

 Lying flat, like he was, each stroke drove Ray's once-again rock-hard
erection into the mattress. Between that and the feel of Benny sliding
across his sensitive gland, Ray was driven into a frenzy. The pace
increased again until Ray came with a loud shout of completion. The feel
of his muscles pulsing drove Fraser to his own orgasm, flooding his
partner with his seed, coming so hard he saw stars. They both fell to the
bed, Benny's face buried in Ray's neck. 

 "Oh God, Benny. I love you. I love you so much," Ray gasped. 

 "Mine. You're mine. I love you," Benny panted. 

 "Oh, I love the feel of you in me. We're *definitely* gonna have to do
this again!" 

 "As you wish, my sweet." 

 "Benny, I need to kiss you." 

 So Benny withdrew from his newly claimed lover, and the next several
minutes were spent in oral communication, arms wrapped around each other,
bodies pressed close. 

 "Now, how about we get some food. All this exercise has gotten me
starving." 

 "That sounds like a great idea, Ray. But remember," his voice dropped to
a shy whisper, "you're still the best thing." 

 "Ahh, Benny," he replied, stroking Benny's head and dropping a kiss on
his brow, "What am I going to do with you?" 

 "Love me, Ray?".

 "Forever." 

 * * * * * * 

 That night as they lay cuddled together, warm and drowsy: 

 "Ray?" Benny asked tentatively. 

 "Yeah, Benny," Ray sleepily replied. 

 "Cocksucking doesn't have anything to do with chickens, does it?" 

 

 Ray gave a strangled groan. 

 "No!" 

 "Hmmm, I thought not." 

 A few moments of silence. 

 "And 'giving head' ..." 

 "No lettuce involved." 

 "Ah." 

 "Good *night*, Benny." 

 "Good night, Ray." 

 Thus endeth the lesson. 

 copyright 1997 Regina H. Harley