The Screamers Series
Screamers Part 1
Brown and Rafe were working nights and weren't happy about it one bit. Rafe
looked over at Brown and said, "Man, is this the most boring night we've
ever had or what?"
"Close. Jesus, I hate working graveyard. Now I know why they call it
that." Brown replied.
"Maybe we'll luck out and get a good call soon." Rafe said and both
men said, "Nah."
Just then, the phone on Rafe's desk rang. Picking it up, Rafe said, "Detective
Rafe. May I help you?"
"This is Mary White. I want to report a murder or something."
"Okay, is it Mrs. White?" Rafe asked.
"What difference does it make if I'm married officer?" She asked.
"It doesn't Ms. White. I just wondered what I should call you. That's
all." Rafe said trying to keep a straight face. He pushed the speakerphone
button and motioned Brown to come over. The two Detectives sat and listed to
the woman describe some murder she thought was happening right now.
"It's terrible. The screams are blood curdling. I'm afraid for the nice
man's life. He's a great neighbor and we don't want anything to happen to
him."
"Well, Ms. White, what's happening right now?" Rafe asked.
"Maybe I was wrong, Detective. I don't hear anything. But, it woke both my
husband and me up. I'm sorry that I bothered you."
Brown looked over to Rafe and said, "Damn, I was hoping for a murder. You
know you're fucking bored when that happens."
"Hey, Henry. Wanna play some poker?" Rafe
asked with a big smile on his face.
"Sure, it would be better than sitting here waiting on a call all
night." Brown said getting the cards and taking them over to Rafe's desk.
Both men sat down and started playing poker. Henry was getting his butt kicked
big time but at least they weren't bored. When the phone rang
about two hours later, both men jumped from the sound startling them.
Brown pushed the speakerphone on Rafe's phone and said, Detective Brown. May I
help you?"
"Yes, my name is Mary White. I talked to a Detective Rafe about two hours
ago. I'd like an officer to come out and see what's happening at our neighbor's
home. He's screaming."
"Ms. White, are you certain this time?" Brown asked.
"Don't take that tone with me, Detective Brown. I'll have you know, I'm not
that old. I know a scream when I hear one."
"Can you hear anything else along with the scream? Do you hear any
words?" Brown asked.
"Yes, but they make no sense to my husband and myself."
"Maybe we can help, what are they. The words, I mean." Brown said
trying not to laugh.
"Well, we're thinking there must be a Native American in there torturing
this good man, because he keeps calling him Chief." Ms. Brown said.
Rafe and Brown exchanged looks and said, "What is your address
ma'am?"
"You're going to actually check it out this time? It's about time. It
sounds like he's killing that poor Mr. Ellison." Ms. Brown said.
Rafe and Brown both had to put a hand over their mouth to keep from laughing.
Finally getting control, Brown said, "Ma'am, we'll be out to check on Mr.
Ellison ourselves. Don't you worry about it."
"Thank you, Detective Brown. I don't want anything to happen to
him. Oh, I need to give you the address. It's 852 Prospect,
"Thank you, Ms. White, we'll get out there right
now. Please try not to worry." Brown said as he punched the speakerphone
off.
Rafe and Brown looked at each other and almost fell on the floor with
uncontrollable laughter.
"Henry, do you believe this? We've been trying to figure out if they're a
couple all this time and their neighbors rat them out." Rafe said howling.
"Now, how are we going to handle this one, Rafe? It has to be good. We
need to get into his apartment and make a run for the loft bedroom before Jim
has a chance to say or do anything." Brown said laughing as hard as Rafe
was.
"Oh God, we need to wake Simon and Joel up for this." Rafe said.
"Well, wait a minute, how about Conner? She'll be pissed tomorrow if she's
not included in this bust." Brown said.
"Fine, you call Conner and tell her to haul ass over there now and wait
for us." Rafe said. "I'll call Joel and Simon." Rafe said.
They both made their phone calls and everyone agreed that no one would make a
move with the rest of them.
Brown called Mrs. White and said, "Ms. White, this is Detective Brown.
We'll be there in about fifteen minutes, so we'll come to your apartment first
and find out if there is anything else you can tell us."
"Thank you, Detective Brown. We're in 305, right next door to Mr.
Ellison." Mrs. White said. When she hung up the phone, she said, "I
told you I'd get someone that would care about our Mr. Ellison. They're on
their way over right now."
Mr. White said, "Well, I just hope he's not in there with some woman and
be embarrassed by all of this."
Mrs. White looked at her husband and said, "Jim has been our neighbor for
five years and he's never ever made any noise even when we know there's a woman
with him. So something must be wrong."
"Well, I wonder where his roommate is. Mr. Sandburg usually watches out
for our Mr. Ellison." Mr. White said.
Suddenly Mr. White looked at Mrs. White and said, "Shit, what if they're a
couple."
"A couple of what?" Ms. White asked.
"Maybe they're gay, sweetie. Maybe that's what's going on. Oh god, do you
still have the key to his apartment for watering plants?" Mr. White asked.
"Why? I called the police, honey, not to worry." Mrs. White said.
"He's a police man, Mary. What if those were his friends and they're going
to catch him at something he really doesn't want anyone to know about?"
"Robert, are you saying you want me to go into his apartment
unannounced?"
"Do you want to embarrass him?" Mr. White asked.
"Of course not. He'll take that key away from me
for this. I just know it." Mary whined.
"It's up to you, Mary. You decide. If you want my opinion, I think he
might have been having sex. Now that I think about it, he calls that little one
Chief, doesn't he?" Robert asked his wife.
"Oh shit. He does. Robert, I'm so embarrassed. We have to go over there
now."
They put on their robes, smoothed down their hair, walked next door and knocked
on the door. After about two minutes, the door slid open to Jim Ellison and he
wasn't happy. "Mary? Robert? What's going on?"
"Can we come in, Jim?" Robert asked.
"Well, this isn't really a good time, Robert, if you get my drift."
Jim said trying to stay calm and not scream at them both.
"Mr. Ellison, I called the police because I thought someone was hurting you.
A Detective Brown and Rafe are on their way over to check on you. Robert got to
thinking and thought maybe you weren't being hurt so we wanted to warn
you." Mary said as quickly as she could. "I'm so sorry."
Jim smiled and said to Robert, "You knew?"
"Well, I had an idea. I see how you watch him. I also see how he watches
you. Doesn't bother me in the least, Jim. Now get
yourself cleaned up, they'll be here soon." Robert said.
"Thanks, Mary for watching out for us and to both of you for the warning. Night." Jim said as he slammed the door. Mary and
Robert heard him say, "Chief, get your butt down here. Our friends are on
their way to catch us at something."
When the police arrived, Robert was surprised to see five people standing in
front of his door. "Well, we might have been wrong. There's been no noise
since Mary called earlier."
"That's okay, sir. I'm Captain Simon Banks and we'll just go in to check
out things. You don't happen to have a key to the Ellison place, do you?"
Simon asked.
Mary went and got her key and said, "Please bring it back when you're
done. I water his plants and a few other things."
"No problem. We'll bring it right back as soon as we open the door."
Simon said taking the key from Mrs. White.
All five Detectives walked quietly over to Jim and Blair's place with key in
hand. Upstairs in his bed, Jim heard them open the loft and he looked over the
railing and called out, "Simon, what are you doing here?"
All five detectives jumped when they heard Jim's voice. Blair came walking out
of his room and said, "Simon? What are you doing here, man?"
All five of them looked at each other and began blushing. They weren't sleeping
together. They weren't even on the same floor.
"Your neighbors called about someone hurting you. We called the others for
back up." Brown said.
Jim came walking down the stairs and said, "Well, we were watching a scary
movie earlier, it might have been that. Did they hear a woman scream or
something?"
"You're neighbor said that she heard you scream, Chief." Brown said.
Blair got red faced and said, "That must have been when I spilled the
buttered popcorn in his lap. He was pissed."
"Sorry guys, we'll let you get back to sleep now." Simon said.
"Night."
"Thanks for checking up on us." Jim said walking them to the door and
shutting it after they all walked out.
He smiled at Blair and said, "Way to go, Chief. That was a good
save."
"Obfuscation is my middle name, remember?" Blair said and then kissed
Jim. "Now can we go back upstairs and finish what we started
earlier?"
Jim pulled Blair into his arms and started kissing him. If Jim had any sense
about him, he'd have been listening to their friends, but all of his sense
seemed to have gone south. He didn't even hear them come in the front door.
Blair looked over and saw their friends standing there with big grins on their
faces.
Blair put his face into Jim's chest and said, "Shit." Jim looked over
at their friends and said, "So any of you have problems with this?"
"No, not a bit. We've been wondering when you both would come to your
senses. I guess it was tonight, or did we miss it?" Conner asked.
"That's none of you business. Now would you all mind leaving?" Jim
growled.
"Fine, be that way." Joel said laughing all the way out the door.
Finally, when they all were gone and in their vehicles, Jim walked next door
and knocked.
Robert opened up the door and said, "How did it go, Jim?'
"They caught us after they left. They came back in. I wanted to let you
know that I'm going to put up sound proofing on the walls so you won't have to
worry about that again. I'm really sorry that we bothered
you."
"Not to worry, Jim. I got to reap the rewards, if you get my
drift." Robert said laughing as he shut the door.
Jim smiled while walking back to his love. His life. God, how he loved that man. Opening up the door, he saw Blair standing
looking there a little timidly.
"Chief, everything's all right. We don't need to worry about
anything." Jim said taking Blair's hand, walking up the stairs and getting
hard just thinking about his Chief.
Mr. White was going to reap some fine rewards this morning.
Part
2:
Screaming Allowed
Jim and Blair were both a little anxious about going into the bullpen the
following morning. All of their friends had said it was all right for them to
be together but both men were worried. What if word got around and someone
started treating them like shit. Ellison, stop worrying until you have
something to worry about.
When they got there, everyone was friendly. No one acted differently. Maybe
things would be all right.
Jim sat down at his desk and started looking over the files of the cases they
needed to work on today. He was reading when he heard Brown say, "So do
you think that Jim's the top or the bottom?"
Rafe answered, "I don't know. I've known a couple of gay guys and they
change off now and then. So Jim might allow Blair to
drive."
Jim turned red at the thought of everyone discussing his sex life. He didn't
discuss theirs. He sure as hell should get the same treatment back. In fact,
Jim found himself very disappointed in his friends. Jim had no idea that Rafe,
Brown, Joel, Conner and Simon were doing it on purpose.
Conner walked up to Blair and said, "So how was he,
"Well, at least tell me if he made you scream when he topped." Conner
said laughing her ass off as she walked off.
Blair headed over to his desk and saw the look on Jim's face and knew they were
in trouble. "Jim, they're teasing. They're all teasing you. They'll never
let us live this down. Fuck..."
"Tell me about it." Jim said irritated at everyone at this very
moment.
"Jim, let's go out on a case and try to get back to business as
usual." Blair said grabbing his jacket and walking towards the elevator.
They went out on a case that was supposed to be an easy question and answer
case but ended up in a shoot out. When it was done Jim was covered in someone
else's blood. God, he hated when he had blood on him. Blair said, "Jim,
we'll get you to the station so you can take a shower and change your clothes.
I know how that blood must be killing your senses."
"Thanks, Chief." Jim let Blair drive them back to the station. As
soon as they parked Jim was out and starting for the locker room. "I'll be up to do the paperwork in a few minutes."
"Don't worry, Jim. I'll get the work started and you can finish
it." Blair answered.
As Blair walked into the bullpen, he said, "Could I have everyone's
attention, please?"
Everyone gathered around him and said, "What's up, Sandburg?"
"Jim had a tough call just now. It was rough. Jim had to shoot a suspect that
hadn't even been a suspect up until then. Anyhow, he's tired, he's down, and I
really don't want you to tease him. Wait until tomorrow."
"Okay, Hairboy." Henry said slapping Blair
on the back as he went by.
Now while this had been going on, Rafe wasn't there. He was downstairs in the
locker room when Jim came through. He didn't say anything as Jim stripped out
of his bloody clothing but once Jim was in the shower he said, "Hey,
Ellison, could I ask you some questions?"
"Give me a fucking break, Rafe. I'm trying to shower here." Jim
growled.
"Hey, I figured this might be the perfect time to ask a few things that I
wondered about with you being naked and all." Rafe said.
"What do you want to know, Rafe? You want to know if I liked it. Yes, I
did. Do you want to know if I'm bottom or top? Well, we switch. Do you want to
know how much I hate all of you right now?" Jim said not so much in anger
as hurt.
"Actually Jim, I was going to ask how you got all of that blood on you
when the suspect was only winged. Then I was going to ask you what you wanted
me to do with your bloody clothes. But, hey, if you feel like talking about sex
with Blair to me more power to you." Rafe said beaming.
Jim started hitting his head on the tile wall repeatedly. Jesus, Ellison,
you are way out of your league here. They're never going to let it rest.
"Sorry, Rafe. I didn't mean to be so grouchy. I
know you're all dying to tease us and it was beginning to bug us both."
Jim said calmly.
Jim went back to his shower as Rafe left the locker room. Jim was so
confused. Rafe actually sounded
sincere but could he honestly believe him? They were all such joker's it was
hard to take them seriously at any time.
Rafe came upstairs and Blair called him over. "Hey, Rafe, I just told
everyone that Jim had a tough day and I think it would be good not to tease him
for a day or two. Can I count on you?"
"Sure, Sandburg, especially since Jim just told me everything and anything
I needed to know a moment ago." Rafe said laughing all the way to his
desk.
"Fuck..." Blair said as he made his way down to the locker room. He
was wondering if something happened to his best friend when he came walking out
of the room. "Hey, Chief. I'm done. I was on my
way back upstairs to help with those reports."
"Jim, what did you tell Rafe while he was down here?" Blair asked
trying to stay calm.
"Why?"
"Because he's upstairs now telling everyone what you said, I'm sure."
Blair said.
"Fuck..."
"That's what I said just a few minutes ago. My exact
same word." Blair said looking over at his lover. "So what did
you tell him?"
"I told him I loved us making love. I told him we switched top or bottom
and then I mentioned something about how much I hated all of them right
now."
"Cool. Because I was thinking maybe we need to mention hating them a
little more." Blair said walking beside Jim going up the stairs to the
bullpen.
When they walked in Joel walked up to them and started singing a song, loudly.
Jim finally heard the lyrics and realized what Joel was doing. "Callin Out My Name."
Joel sang to the laughter of everyone in the bullpen.
"Don't any of you have any work to do?" Jim grumbled as he sat down
at his desk. He began typing at his computer trying to keep his mind off
everything but work.
"Just Call My Name," Conner sang out across the room. Jim lowered his
head to his desk and started hitting it repeatedly. "Knock it off,
Jim." Blair said stopping him from hitting it again.
"Sandburg, I'm going to go and talk to Simon about this. This is sexual
harassment."
"So who's stopping you?" Blair asked.
"Shit, they'll laugh even harder, won't they?" Jim asked Blair.
"Yup. If I were you I'd just try to forget the
whole thing. Actually, I think they're just jealous. Maybe we should do a survey
about how many times people do it in one night. Do they call out their lover's
name while in the act? That type of thing."
"Sounds good to me, Chief. Start typing. Then we'll have a contest to see
who answers the questions best." Jim said smiling. "Shit, Chief.
They'll just lie. What in the hell was I thinking?"
"I know one way we could shut them up." Blair said smiling.
"What and how?" Jim asked with an evil look on his face.
"Every time they start singing or talking about our sex life we'll act
like we have to go in the restroom for sex. They'll die thinking that's what's
going on."
"You're on, Chief." Jim said smiling and anxious for someone to say
or do something now.
Simon walked over to Jim's desk and asked, "Jim, do you know who sings
that song called Call My Name?" Simon was keeping a straight face and Jim
stood up and said, "Excuse me. Chief, can I see you in the restroom,
please?"
Everyone watched the two men walk in there. Simon said, "No way. They
would never do it in the station restroom, right?"
Suddenly, they heard a loud, "Chief" called out and they all stood
there with their mouths hanging open.
Everyone burnt rubber getting back to their desks and appearing busy when Jim
and Blair came out of the restroom. Jim sat down at his desk like he was sore
and made Blair smile.
Blair's phone rang and he answered, "Sandburg."
Rafe said, "Chief...Chief...Chief..." sounding out of breath.
Blair slammed the phone down and grabbed Jim and they headed to the restroom
and shut the door. Before long, everyone heard Blair scream out
"Jim."
They came walking out of the restroom, with big smiles on their faces. Everyone
had their face in paperwork when they looked over at the rest of the gang.
Simon came to the door and said, "Ellison, could I see you a moment?"
"Jim, you know that we're all just teasing you, right?"
"Yes, Sir, I know that. It drives me over the edge just thinking about it.
I wouldn't have to go running off if everyone would just drop it."
"Jim, I know you're not doing anything in the restroom. I know you well
enough to know that you wouldn't chance having anyone walk in on you and
Blair."
"Then why are you asking me about it?" Jim said defiantly.
"Because I want you to knock it off. In return,
I'll be sure that no one else brings this up around here again."
"Fine, Sir. If you can shut them up, I'll work with you on this." Jim
said walking out of Simon's office.
Simon walked out of his office and said, "This is a police department,
ladies and gentlemen. I would like you to act accordingly. Please don't mention
the other night when Jim was screaming out Chief so loud the neighbor thought
Jim was being killed. We're not going to bring that up ever again. Also, don't
bring up the screams of Jim being said, repeatedly so that the neighbor then
thought Jim was killing someone else. Is this clear?"
Jim had his head lying on the top of his desk and said, "Chief, just kill
me now, please?"
Rafe said, "I never heard a thing."
Brown said, "Mum's the word. They didn't say mum anytime, did they?"
He asked looking around quickly.
Now Blair had his head lying on the desk.
Conner said, "No mum was ever mentioned. Can you imagine that?"
Joel said, "I doubt that Blair would bring up his Mum, Conner."
Simon said, "Okay, you two. Things are back to normal. Now get to work
everyone." Simon walked back into his office and slammed the door.
Jim looked over at Blair and said, "I'm going to make them all die a nice
slow death."
This made Blair smile and he asked, "Can I watch?"
"You betcha." Jim said smiling finally.
Blair had a way of bringing him out of any kind of bad mood.
It was almost time to go home. Jim found himself never happier. It had been a
long fucking day. He'd embarrassed himself about four too many times. He
couldn't wait to feel Blair beneath him. Oh yeah, that would make all things
better. He needed to fuck his partner.
Jim's phone rang and he picked it up, he answered, "Ellison," and the
tape recording started of last nights call from his neighbor. Jim slammed the
phone down, looked around to see who it was. He didn't see Joel or Simon, so it
had to be one of them. Jim stormed off to the restroom without saying a word to
Blair.
Blair walked into the restroom about five minutes later and said, "Hey,
Jim, you all right?"
"No, I'm not all right. What's wrong with these people? Don't they have
anything better to do?" Jim asked actually expecting an answer.
"Jim, listen for someone to come this way and then follow my lead."
"Someone's coming. It's Rafe and Brown. They're discussing how they know
we're not doing anything. They're coming to laugh in our faces." Jim said.
Blair pushed Jim into a stall and shut the door and locked it. Then Blair
proceeded to pull Jim's jeans down and he stood on the toilet, so all they
would see would be Jim's feet.
Brown and Rafe walked in and saw no Jim and Blair. Rafe finally said,
"Ellison, you in here?"
"Yeah, I'm busy. Can't a guy go to the bathroom alone anymore?" Jim
called back.
"Where's Hairboy?" Brown asked almost
laughing.
"I don't know, I haven't seen him." Jim said
trying to hold the laughter in. Jim could hear them bending over to look to see
how many pairs of shoes were showing. Rafe got up and said, "Shit."
"Well, we'll see you later then." Brown said as they walked out of
the room. Jim listened and he said, "They're telling on us. I don't
fucking believe it. Now Simon and Joel are coming in
here."
Blair said, "This is too funny, Jim."
"Yeah, but you're not the one with your pants down. Then Blair moved and
let Jim sit on the toilet as he straddled his hips. "This might not be a
good idea, Chief." Jim said seriously.
"Think of Simon or Joel and that ought to do it for you, tough guy."
Blair said laughing softly.
Joel and Simon walked in to the restroom and Simon said, "Hey, Jim, are
you in here?"
"What's going on? I came in to take care of business and everyone seems to
be having role call with my name at the top of the list." Jim said
sarcastically.
"Jim, have you seen Sandburg?" Joel asked.
"No, Joel, sure haven't. Now do you mind if I have some privacy for my
business?" Jim grumbled.
Jim heard them both lean over to look and see who's shoes were there, and sure
enough they only saw Jim's. Simon walked into the next stall and Jim said,
"Simon, what in the fuck are you doing?"
"Taking care of some business, too. Jim, this is a public restroom."
Jim didn't say or do anything. He and Blair were both trying to think of
something, when Jim looked up and saw Simon smiling at them from over the top
of the stall. "Having fun, you two?"
"Simon, give it a rest. Just go out there and say you don't know where
Sandburg is. Then I'll come walking out and he'll come out later on."
"Why should I do that for you, Ellison?" Simon asked chuckling.
"If you do, you'll have a nice Lasagna dinner once a week for a
month." Jim bribed.
"You're on." Simon said walking out of the restroom. Everyone came up
and said, "So where's Sandburg?"
"Hell if I know. I didn't see him anywhere. I think it's just Ellison in
there. Conner, I think you need to get those eyes checked." Simon said
trying his best not to laugh aloud.
Jim came walking out of the restroom and said, "What's going on? Something up or going down?"
Everyone started coughing and trying not to laugh. "What? What did I miss
Simon?"
"Nothing, Ellison, go home." Simon said.
"Anyone seen my partner?" Jim called over
his shoulder as he headed for the stairs and the coughing started again.
A few minutes after Jim walked into the stairwell he could be found sitting on
the stairs waiting for Blair. In the meantime, everyone was saying, well where
the hell did Sandburg go anyhow. The door to the
restroom opened up and Blair came walking out and everyone's mouth dropped
open. He looked at them all and said, "Something up? What did I miss?
Anyone seen Jim?"
"He went down the stairs. He's looking for you." Brown said trying to
act casually.
"Night everyone. See you in the morning."
Blair said and walked into the stairwell.
He sat on the stairs with Jim and waited while Jim was listening to all of the
bullpen telling Simon that it was awful that Jim and Blair were doing that kind
of stuff while at the station. Jim was telling Blair as he heard things.
Finally, Jim said, "Okay, time to quietly get in there and see what
happens.
Conner said, "I can't believe that he'd do that at the station. That would
be using
"Conner, stop talking about love and shit. Maybe it's just a sex
thing. Ever think of that?" Rafe asked.
No one was aware of Jim and Blair standing in the doorway yet.
"Never a sex thing with Jim. He's too serious. He
loves the kid." Joel said. "You think that Blair's serious about
Jim?"
"I think so, Joel." Conner answered.
"Well, gentlemen and lady, I think it's none of our business. So I say we
just get out of here. Tomorrow's another day." Simon said.
"I'm not teasing Jim tomorrow. I don't want to goof up their
chances." Brown said with his head hanging down.
"So, all of you agree that it would be a good idea to let this whole thing
drop?" Simon asked.
"Yes, Sir." Conner said.
"Agreed." Brown chimed in.
"But of course I agree." Rafe said.
"I would never want to hurt either of them, Simon." Joel said. Then
all four of them turned around and there stood Jim and Blair with big smiles on
their face.
"Thanks for the warm feelings, guys and Conner." Jim said laughing.
"I knew they were having one over on us." Conner snapped but had a
smile on her face. She was actually very glad that they hadn't made a problem
with the two men. "Night everyone," she called out.
"You guys are going to get it when you least expect it." Brown said.
Simon cleared his throat and said, "Not unless you want to get written up.
This was uncalled for today. We need to have more respect for a person's
privacy. So, as of now, this is done."
"Fine, Sir." Rafe said as he walked into the elevator.
Jim and Blair both turned to Simon to thank him and Simon said, "Tomorrow
night for Lasagna. See you both in the morning."
They were standing there all alone by this time and Jim pulled Blair into his
arms and kissed him. "I love you." They walked down the stairs
together.
Blair was thinking to himself, * with any luck, Jim's going to let me do some
screaming tonight. I think that all screaming should be allowed. Oh yeah. *
End
Screaming Allowed.
Part 3
Screamers Needed
It had been two weeks since the last teasing episode at the station. Looked like things were finally going to calm down. * Thank
god, I don't think I could have taken anymore. * Jim then opened the door of
his truck and stepped out into the sunshine, smiling.
When they got upstairs, Blair told Jim, "I'll start dinner, man. I'll make
something good for us for a change." Humming to himself, he looked in the
refrigerator to see what they had. Blair found all of the ingredients for
stir-fry and got to work making that. "Hey, Jim, do you want Chicken in
it, or just veggies?"
"I love chicken, Chief, you know that." Jim said heading down the
hall.
Jim hopped in the shower while Blair was cooking. God, it was so nice having Blair around.
He always had music, laughter and cooking. Can't forget the
cooking. No one could cook like Blair. Oh, who was he kidding? No one
could fuck like Blair Sandburg, either. Not that he ever wanted to find out
anyhow.
They had changed a few things in their lives in the last two weeks. Jim had
stopped screaming and so had Blair. At one point, it seemed the most natural
thing in the world. Now they silently came each night. Jim missed the noises
that his lover made.
When Jim came out of the bathroom naked, Blair licked his lips as Jim walked
by. Jim turned to him and said, "You know where I live," and walked
up the stairs laughing.
"Blair turned off all of the heat under the food and said, "Jim, the
stir fry won't be good reheated, what do you want to do?"
"We'll eat first, babe. Don't worry about it." Jim said pulling his
clean boxers out of the drawer and smiling down at Blair trying to find a way
to do both things. He could see Blair's brain trying to work right now. "Sex or food? Food or sex? Can
we really live without either? I don't think so." Jim started laughing and
Blair called up the stairs, "What's so funny?"
"You are." I just know you're trying to think of a way to say that we
can live without food but not the sex." Jim said chuckling as he walked
down the stairs dressed.
"Man, do you know me or what?" Blair asked walking back into the
kitchen.
Jim was thinking of making out in the kitchen but was interrupted by the
neighbor. He knew her heartbeat pretty well. Mary White was at the door. Jim
was trying not to growl as he opened up the door.
"Mrs. White, what can I do for you?" Jim was letting her know he was
irritated.
"Jim Ellison, don't you dare use that tone with me. Are you going to ask
me in or what?" Mary asked as sweetly as she could.
"I'm sorry, Mary. Just had a really long day
today." Jim said sheepishly.
"No problem. I have something to talk to you and Blair about before Robert
gets home. It’s kind of important."
"Sit down, Mary. Can I get you a beer, tea, anything?" Jim asked.
"A beer would be good. Thanks, Jim. Boys, you know how men like the idea
of two women together, making them damn hot?"
"Oh yeah." Blair said, as Jim cuffed him hard on the head.
"Well, it's no different for women. We love the idea of two men together.
We don't need to see them together. All we need is to think about it or hear
it."
Jim's face got beet red when he realized where this was going. "I'm sorry,
Mary. We got carried away with our first night and it won't happen again."
"Jim, I think you're missing Mary's point." Blair said smiling at
Mary.
"Yes, Blair, he is. But you got it, didn't you?" Mary asked.
"Oh yeah, Jim, I think she wants us to make noise again. Am I right,
Mary?" Blair asked amused.
"My husband was very happy that night. Now he wonders why it isn't as
exciting to me any longer. What do I tell him, boys? Any ideas?"
"Mary, I can't believe you're over here asking us to scream out while
we're doing it." Jim said mouth hanging open.
"Well, I figured it would be better than some stupid lie. Robert would be
so happy, Jim. Don't you want to make your kind neighbor happy?" Mary
asked angelically.
"You're fucking right we want to make him happy. Now get out of
here." Jim said laughing as he pushed her out into the hallway.
"Oh Jim, don't forget that Robert isn't due home for at least another
hour. I wouldn't want it wasted on just me." Mary said as she walked back
to her apartment.
Jim shut the door and he and Blair both burst out laughing. "Do you
believe that, hot stuff? Someone wants us to make noise. Think we can do
that?" Blair asked with an evil look in his eye.
"You better believe it. Geeze, I can't believe
that we have to wait an hour. Shit." Jim said heading for the dinner on
the stove.
As they finished the stir-fry, they both sat down and started eating when there
was a knock at the door.
Blair looked over at Jim, like he was Jim, the all knowing, and said, "Who
is it?"
"Do I look like a fortune teller, Chief?"
"No, but you knew it was Mary. How come you knew it was
Mary?"
"Because I heard her talking to someone next door on her way over
here." Jim said.
"Oh. Sorry." Blair said smiling at Jim. For that smile Jim would do
most anything. There were few things in life more beautiful than his lover's
smile.
Jim answered the door and saw Robert standing there. "Hey, Jim, could I
come in for a second?"
Jim stepped back and allowed Robert entry into the apartment. "Robert,
what can we do for you?" Jim had a very bad feeling about this. He looked
over at Blair and saw a look of confusion on his face, too.
"Well, I need to talk to you guys about something and it’s
pretty private." Robert said.
Blair walked in and said, "Let me guess. You want us to make noise again
so that Mary will want to do it more often?"
"How the hell did you know that?" Robert asked.
"Just guessed. Some women really get hot
listening." Jim said.
"Well, you're right about that. My wife made me the happiest she's ever
made me that night. Since then, it's been dry. What happened over here?"
"Robert, we'll see if we can work on it for you. How does that
sound?" Blair said helping Robert to the door. The look on Jim's face was
one of, 'I'm going to kill him soon.'
"That's great, Blair. Thanks, guys. You're the best." Robert said
walking with a much lighter step.
Blair shut the door and both men burst out laughing again. "Tell me that isn't the weirdest fucking thing you've ever heard of,
Chief?"
"It's the weirdest fucking thing I've ever heard, Jim. I'm damn happy to
do this for them. Upstairs, hot stuff." Blair
ordered.
Jim smiled and said, "Do you mind if I get cleaned up, I wasn't expecting it."
"Oh right, you slut. You've been ready all night long. Now get that ass
upstairs." Blair ordered again.
"Fine, if you don't want me fresh and clean, that's your
problem." Jim said walking up the stairs.
"Wait a moment. Drop the clothes before you go up. I want to watch you
walk up there naked." Blair said with that evil look in his eye again. Jim
didn't know if this was good or bad. However, he hoped it was both. Jim
couldn't get out of his clothes fast enough. Once he was standing there naked
Blair ran his hand across Jim's fine ass. Jim shivered and said, "Can I go
up now? It's chilly with no Blair throw to cover up with."
"Yeah, go on up. I just want to admire the view." Blair watched as
Jim climbed the stairs his cock filling as he went. When he got to the top, Jim
was hard as a rock. Oh, this is going to
be so fucking good. Screamers they wanted, screamers they will get.
Blair raced up the stairs and got to see Jim lie down so sexily that he became
even harder watching. Is it possible to have a blood clot from your
cock getting too hard? Should I ask Jim? I bet he'd know. Nah.
It might ruin the mood.
Since they had become lovers they still hadn't tried many things. Tonight Blair
was going to get lucky. Oh yes, Jim will be his and only his.
Blair undressed and crawled onto the bed. He started kissing Jim on his ankles
and Jim said, "Chief, don't start there. Come on. I'm really suffering
here."
"Hush, who's running this show?" Blair said going back to kissing
Jim's ankles. Jim knew he was in big trouble. Not the kind of trouble you
didn't want to be in but he wanted it to be soon.
He then spread Jim's legs apart and started kissing the insides of the big
man's thighs. Jim was moaning already. This was going to be such fun.
When Blair got to Jim's cock he licked it a few times, making Jim jump each
time. Chief, give me more than that. Come on, baby, fuck me." Blair
noticed that he was saying it as loud as the first night. Oh yeah, this is going to be so much
fucking fun. Jim looked down and saw
that damn evil grin on Blair's face again and said, "Chief, come on. We
have all night. Fuck me now and you can do some other stuff later."
"Calm down. You're getting fucked slowly tonight. You won't be able to see
straight after an hour of this. Blair licked the slit in Jim's cock making Jim
jump again. That area seemed overly sensitive to Jim, so he used that against
him now. First, he would lick him, then he'd kiss his
cock and then lick and back again. Jim was thrashing from side to side saying,
"Chief, fuck me please."
Pushing Jim's legs further apart, Blair put a pillow underneath Jim's ass to
put him up a little higher. Jim got excited because he thought he was being
fucked. However, he had no idea what was in store for him. Blair pulled apart
Jim's cheeks and licked his crevice making Jim out and out scream. Man, he's a real screamer. Robert and Mary
will get their money's worth tonight.
"Blair, what are you doing and why now?"
"Hush, who's in charge here?" Blair asked almost cackling.
He went back to licking and this time when he got to Jim's opening, he licked
around and around until Jim was really screaming. "Blair, I have to have
you soon. Please."
Smiling to himself, he started to push his tongue into Jim. Jim tensed up and
Blair pulled away and said, "You all right, big man?"
"Yeah, just took me off guard. Where did you learn to do
that?"
"Who cares?" Blair said as he went back and pushed his tongue
slowly into Jim's ass. Before long, Jim was fucking himself on Blair's tongue.
It was the hottest fucking thing Blair had ever witnessed. Blair was so close
to coming it wasn't even funny. Now Blair pushed Jim over on his hands and
knees and went back to the tongue fucking. Jim was howling now.
"Chief...Chief...Chief..."
With this new view and advantage of being able to tongue him harder, Blair
started doing it fast and furious. Jim was almost sobbing by this time. “Blair,
I have to come, baby, I have to come now.“ Blair bit
the rim of Jim's opening and Jim came screaming, "Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me."
Next door, Jim could hear Robert saying, "Holy shit, Mary. I can't believe
you're letting me do this. It feels so fucking good. Damn, but I love
you."
Smiling, Jim stopped listening to them and said, "You going to fuck me or
what?"
"Oh yeah, hot shot, I'm going to make you scream
again." Blair said smiling.
"Blair, I don't know how to tell you this, but I'm easy. You could make me
scream a number of times and I'd still be ready for you."
"That's right, baby. You're my big slut. My big, easy
slut." Blair said rather loudly.
"Wait a minute, Chief. Why was I screaming my lungs out and you're yelling
that I'm a slut? Doesn't seem fair somehow."
"Well, we can stop right now if you'd rather." Blair said pulling
away from Jim.
"Yes, I'm your big slut, Chief. I'm your slut and only yours. Now fuck me.
Fuck your slut." Jim yelled very loudly.
Blair couldn't get Jim prepared soon enough and was pushing into Jim saying,
"God, I love fucking you, baby. I love doing everything to you."
Blair kept saying this like it was a mantra. "I love fucking you, I love
you, I love fucking you, I love you." Blair said repeatedly.
"Who do you belong to, Jim?" Blair screamed out.
"You, Blair, I belong to only you." Jim screamed as he was close to
coming a second time.
"Yes, yes, yes. God, I'm close, Jim. I'm going to mark you. You're
mine." Blair said hitting Jim's prostate constantly. Then he leaned over
and bit Jim's neck. Jim screamed, "Chief," as he came. Blair pounded
twice more and came screaming, "I love you, Jim... Jim... Jim..."
Blair finally got back to breathing again and said, "I'll clean us
up."
He reached over and picked up the wipes and started cleaning both of them up.
Jim hissed when he ran it over his ass. Blair said, "Did I hurt you,
Jim?"
Jim could hear the anxiousness in the voice and wanted to put this to rest
right away. "I'm a little sore, but it's that good kind of sore, Blair.
It'll be fine in the morning. I love you, baby. I love you so much."
"Man, I love you back. Jesus, that was wild. I loved it." Blair said
crawling into Jim's arms.
Jim finally asked, "Gonna tell me where you learned that?"
"Nope. It's better to leave you guessing." Blair said starting to
fall asleep.
Jim hugged him hard and pulled the comforter up over them. God, this was how life should be for
everyone. If only people could be this happy everywhere.
Jim fell asleep soon after Blair. The phone rang about 2:00, waking Jim out of
a sound sleep. Picking up his phone he said, "What?"
"Jim, thank you." Then there was a dial tone. Jim almost laughed when
he realized it was Mary. She must
have had a busy night. Busier than they had. Well, if
screamers were needed, Mary and Robert had come to the right place.
The
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