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Cuff 'Em, Partner.
Patt


Jim was waiting patiently for Blair to get out of his classes at the academy.
They had a stake-out tonight and Jim wanted to get a couple of hours sleep
before
they went on duty.

Simon wasn't happy about letting Blair go on stake-outs before he officially
became Jim's permanent partner, but there wasn't much he could do. Jim didn't
want
even a temporary partner and was fighting his Captain on it every step of the
way. So Simon finally gave in.

Blair was walking to the truck with a bounce to his step. Jim wondered how he
could keep doing that. 'Doesn't he ever get tired?'

As he opened up the door and got in, he smiled and said, "Hey, big guy,
what's up
for tonight?"

Jim's bad mood seemed to evaporate. It only took a few words from this man
and he
was happy.

Jim started driving as he said, "We have a stake-out assignment tonight, and
then
I can help you with some of the self-defense moves you were asking about for
your
next test. The stake-out will probably be boring, so you can study off and on
while I watch the warehouse."

Blair seemed pretty happy with this news and answered, "Sounds good, Jim. I
need
to get some of these moves practiced. I am the only one who can't seem to
get the
suspect under control and get the cuffs on properly. I have to do it right
if I
plan on passing the damn test. Do you think that we could work on that
tonight? I
am so sick of being laughed at because I can't seem to get it."

Jim stared at him as he said, "Who is laughing at you? For Gods sake, it
isn't
like this stuff comes naturally to anyone. We all have to learn that shit.
No
one will be laughing at you tomorrow, Chief, I promise. We will work on it
tonight until you get it perfect. Sound good?"

Blair was beaming as he replied, "Jim you are not only the best roommate, best
friend and partner, but you're also a really great blessed protector."

As they sat there on the boring stake-out, watching the boring warehouse, time
seemed to be going so slowly, Jim was about to go insane. He asked Blair if
he
wanted some one-liners for his classmates for the next day.

Jim said, "When that fucking jerk says anything, tell him that the t-shirt
he's
having made is almost ready. You know, the one that says: The wheel is
spinning,
but your hamster is dead." Both of the men cracked up. This seemed to
lighten
the mood. This is what they needed.

Blair said, "Did you fall out of the stupid tree and hit every branch on the
way
down?" Jim started howling. This might help the night go a little faster.

All of a sudden Jim saw movement from the warehouse, so he said, "Blair get
ready;
we need to move in there, something is going down."

They got out of the truck and walked quietly up to the door and entered even
more
quietly. Not a sound was made by either of them. Jim was concentrating all
his
senses on his eyesight because of no light, when suddenly two guys with guns
got
the drop on them and said, "Drop your guns, or we will shoot you right now."
One
of the bad guys yelled, "Now slide them over to me."

Jim could not believe their luck. Blair whispered to him, sentinel soft,
"Well, at
least you didn't drop your damn gun, eh, big man?" And if looks could kill
Blair
would have been dead on the spot.

The two men took them into a room, shoved them in and bolted the door. There
were
no windows, but there was some lighting. Thank God for that. At least they
would
not have to sit in the dark.

Jim turned to Blair and said, "Well, until our relief comes, do you want to
practice those cuff moves? I mean, it will give us something to do. And
while
you are doing it, you can use some great lines to take them off guard. We
might
as well make the best of our situation."

So Jim pulled his cuffs out and the two of them started practicing on each
other.
Jim kept being really patient and showing Blair over and over again.

The fourth time Blair practiced, he said to Jim, "You know man, you have way
too
much yardage between your goalposts." Jim started laughing and Blair was
able to
take advantage of this and got the cuffs on Jim. He was beaming with pride
that
he was able to do it. Jim was one of those people that couldn't do two things
at
once. Blair would be able to get the upper hand with ease.

Then Jim said, "Okay, just keep this up until it becomes like second nature."
He
didn't even want to mention that this was turning him on.

This time when Blair was starting to cuff Jim, he said, "I think they need to
put
signs up on the bathroom mirrors that say: Caution, objects in this mirror are
more stupid than they first appear."

Well, it worked again, Jim was howling and falling on the floor. He told
Blair,
"All right, enough with the little jokes, just work on the cuffing procedure."

Blair smiled and said, "Okay, Jim, I will try to be nicer, if you try to be
smarter." And Blair started cracking up. He looked over and Jim didn't look
that
amused.

Jim turned to him and said, "I can hear a bad guy now saying, your partner is
a
few beers short of a six pack." Blair knew that he was joking and smiled
easily.

When Blair looked at Jim, he was thinking 'man I would love to take advantage
of
this man, and having cuffs on would give me an excuse.' So he looked up at
Jim
and asked, "Can we do it one more time, Jim, just to be sure I have it down
pat?"

Jim was thrilled that Blair wanted to keep going. So he agreed. As Blair
told
him to spread 'em, Jim did and Blair quickly got him cuffed before Jim could
even
think of a move. Jim smiled and said, "See, I told you that you would get the
hang of it. Now take the cuffs off, will you?"

Blair didn't make a move. "You know, Jim, I am in the mood to tease you for a
change. You have been teasing me for the last six weeks while I have been at
the
academy and I am going to get you back."

"Blair, I like you -- you remind me of when I was young and stupid. I can see
your point, but I still think you're full of shit." Blair was not amused in
the
least. He was glaring by this time.

"Yo, Jim. It's a thankless job, but I've got a lot of Karma to burn off."

Then he moved closer to Jim and whispered, "Yes, I am an agent of Satan, but
my
duties are largely ceremonial." Well, Jim could not help it, this did make
him
smile. But it also made him start getting hard.

Jim was wondering what the hell was going on. After all, he had never really
wanted a man, let alone his roommate. But there was something about the way
Blair
was whispering in his ear and leaving the cuffs on that was turning him on big
time.

Trying to get Blair away from him so he would not notice the bulge in his
pants,
he said, "If I throw a stick, will you leave?"

Blair answered, "Oh, ha ha. Whatever kind of look you were going for, you
missed.
What are you going to do now, big man?"

Jim was getting pissed off because he knew that he would embarrass himself
soon
and then Blair would end up leaving the loft and the partnership. This
panicked
him. He looked at Blair and said, "Okay, Chief, you gave me chaos, panic and
disorder -- your work here is done."

But Blair wasn't buying it, he had already seen the bulge. He crawled up on
Jim's
body and asked him if he could kiss him. Actually what he said was, "Jim, I
want
to kiss you so bad, I could just die." 'Well, hell what could you say to
that?'

Jim nodded his head and Blair went in for the kiss and it took Jim's breath
away.
Blair tasted exactly like Jim expected he would. Natural. Wholesome. With
words
like those, Blair ought to work at a health food store instead of the police
department.

Jim very quietly asked, "Blair, could you undo the cuffs? They are starting to
hurt my wrists."

Blair smiled as he said, "Your cry-baby whiny-butt attitude sucks, Ellison."
But
he took the key out and undid the cuffs.

Just as Jim was about to take him in his arms, he stiffened and said, "Brown
and
Rafe are here to relieve us. They are looking for us."

Blair had this totally defeated look on his face because he knew that when
they
got home, it would be all dropped.

As Brown and Rafe got them out of the room, Blair showed them how well he
could do
the cuffs. He practiced on them also. They all wanted him to do well. Jim
was
very proud of him, but didn't want to tell him too much. It would go to
Blair's
head. They were all laughing and teasing Jim for losing another gun on the
way to
the truck. Jim wasn't amused, again.

They did the paper work at the office and went to head home to go to sleep.
They
were both exhausted. Neither of them said a word to each other all the way
home.
Blair really wondered if he had screwed up a good thing.

As soon as they got in the door of the loft, Jim, took off his coat, threw his
keys in the basket and headed towards the bathroom. When he came out, he was
heading to his room and he stopped on the stairs and said, "Want to try the
cuffs
one more time before tomorrow morning?"

Blair knew what Jim was doing; he was giving Blair a way to jump his bones.
And
by God, he was going to take advantage of it for certain.

He pushed Jim upstairs and cuffed him to the headboard in no time at all. But
then
again, Jim put up no fight at all. He wanted to be taken. Suddenly Jim
thought
to himself, 'I am turning into a slut. But at least I am Blair's slut.'

When Blair got on the bed, he quickly disposed of Jim's clothing and his own.
He
wanted to feel Jim's skin next to his. And he could tell that Jim was
thinking
the very same thing. Jim was so smooth, Blair felt himself grow hard just
looking
at him. In turn, Jim found himself growing hard just watching Blair watch
him.

Blair licked and kissed his way down Jim's body and Jim was arching his back
every
time he got near his cock. Finally, he licked it and Jim moaned loudly to
show
his appreciation. Jim said, "Blair, please fuck me, I need you now."

Blair looked at him and asked, "Jim, have you ever done this before?"

Jim smiled and said, "No, but I trust you, totally. I know you would not hurt
me. Quite the opposite, you are making me feel like I am a new person. One
that
wants you to fuck him right now."

Blair wasn't quite so positive about this. He had never done a guy. He had
thankfully done it with a girl, so that was something, he guessed. But he
kept
looking at Jim's pucker and wondering how the hell his cock was going to fit
into
that.

So, instead he kept licking and sucking Jim's cock until Jim was begging so
loud
that it was turning Blair on to the point of almost coming without doing
anything. 'Oh, this is going to be good.'

So, Blair got the condoms out, and the K-Y and said, "Jim, I want you to tell

me
if I do anything that bothers you, okay? I would never want to hurt you in
any
way. Please promise me that you will say something if this happens."

Jim smiled as he said, "Blair, you will never hurt me; you don't have it in
you.
Now fuck me, Chief ."

So, he got Jim all stretched out and Jim was still begging as Blair pushed
into
him very slowly. He went so slowly that it about drove both of them wild.
But
Blair insisted on being careful. He would die before he hurt Jim.

As Jim loosened up, he said, "Blair, do you suppose you could move now? I
need
you to move. And babe, this puts a whole new meaning to: Detectives do it
under
cover."

Blair said, "Not to mention: Cops do it with cuffs."

As they both smiled, Blair picked up speed and started pounding into Jim
harder
and harder, each time hitting Jim's sensitive spot. Each time, Jim was
screaming
Blair's name. Blair started stroking Jim in time to his pounding and before
long
Jim screamed Blair's name and came all over them both. Soon after, Blair was
cumming into Jim. It was wonderful.

He curled up against Jim and said, "I love you, Jim."

Jim was shocked that Blair said this, but happy as hell. He said, "Blair,
thank
you and I
Love you, too."

And that was the last thing he remembered till the next morning.

When he woke up, Blair was gone. He knew that his lover had those classes and
that test this morning, but he was really hoping that Blair would have woke
him
up. Maybe he was sorry about the whole thing. Jim realized he was a morning
panic person.

There was a note on the kitchen table. He opened it up and it said, "Jim, last
night was wonderful. Take the day off and rest up, because I plan on using
the
cuffs again tonight. And I want you to use them on me, also. See you
tonight."

Jim started smiling and whistling as he headed into the bathroom for his
shower.
He intended on making a wonderful meal for Blair for that evening. God, he
loved
his partner. And to think if it hadn't been for being locked up in a room
with
cuffs, he never would have had the nerve.

Life is good.