Screamers
Ramblin Rose
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 you'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. Nevertheless, 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, apartment 307. His name is Jim Ellison. Such a sweet man."
"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 kissing 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.
Screaming Allowed
Ramblin Rose
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, Sandy? Does he get less grouchy when he's in the sack?" Conner started laughing and Blair said, "You're trying to get him to listen, aren't you. You're teasing him. Knock it off, Conner."
"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 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 rooms. "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 clapping 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 Sandy. I just can't see Jim doing that. He loves that man."
"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.
Screamers Needed
Ramblin Rose
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 said resentfully.
"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. 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 so slow 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 you 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 all over. *
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. *
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