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I didn't think I had anything for this one ... and then got surprised by the following.

Naive

He doesn't know what to do with his tongue.

He hadn't given it any thought, prior to this moment, but Ray's penis is much bigger than he'd expected and there isn't a lot of extra room in his mouth suddenly. He feels that it would be somewhat rude of him to injure Ray with his teeth, and now faces the dilemma of not being able to ensure that this does not happen.

Ray makes a low keening noise, a wordless plea of some kind, and moves his hips upwards. Ben flinches back, startled, almost gagging, and hears Ray whisper, "Sorry, sorry."

Ray's hand goes to Ben's shoulder and pats it awkwardly. "You're doin' fine," he says. Ben doubts that sincerely, but he can't pass on this information with his mouth full, so he resumes his task.

There's just no way, he thinks. How the hell do women do this? And yet they do, he knows (oh, not from personal experience, but surely there isn't a global conspiracy of lies about this), so it must be possible. But he's never felt incompetent like this before, not since he was a young boy trying to live up to his father's standards.

And thoughts of his father are most unwelcome at this juncture, so he puts them out of his head with all his will. Ray deserves his full concentration, his reciprocation -- quid pro quo, as it were. So he searches his recent memory for some idea of how Ray had accomplished what he evidently cannot.

Sucking. He remembers there was sucking, and he tries it, poised for retreat if Ray goes too deeply into his mouth again. He remembers then too that Ray'd had one hand at the base of his penis, circling and stroking, and so he tries that. Suddenly it seems a little easier; there's not as much space left beyond his lips on the downstroke, not as much chance that he'll choke. He still feels awkward, though, and he's sure if Ray hadn't already brought him to a most satisfying orgasm (possibly the most satisfying of his life), his member would still be entirely limp. All sexual desire has left him, all he feels now is the desire to please Ray. Surely he can do this. He's a Mountie, after all; he doesn't know how to fail.

But it's already taken more than twice as long, and his jaw is starting to ache fiercely. He ignores it and redoubles his efforts, sucking harder. The only effect this has, however, is to bring his teeth into dangerous proximity, and then --

Ray yelps and pulls away, apologising again a second later.

Ben lifts his head and stares at the rumpled sheets under Ray's hip. "No," he says, feeling so shamed he can't even look Ray in the eye. "Don't be sorry, it's not your fault, for heaven's sake. I'm the one who can't --"

He feels Ray's hand on his head, caressing him, and it's almost his undoing. "Hey," he hears, that rough voice stroking over his ears and his brain as it always has. "C'mere for a second."

He looks up then, and Ray's face looks almost normal -- mildly exasperated and inquisitive. There's a sheen of sweat that's not usually there, though, and a wild look in his eyes Ben wants to hold in his memory forever. "C'mere," says Ray again, dropping his hand to Ben's neck and tugging. Ben goes eagerly into the kiss, glad of the chance to prove his capability at something, and he sighs when he feels Ray's arms close around him.

Ray's lips are slightly rough, as before, but now there is a different flavour, one he knows to be his own semen. His sexual desire comes rushing back, and when he feels Ray's hips pushing into his, he gladly takes Ray in hand and strokes him to orgasm, kissing him as thoroughly as he knows how to.

Afterward, though, his failure haunts him, so much so that Ray notices, and mumbles "'S wrong?"

Ben shakes his head and Ray doesn't press the matter, saying instead "You staying?" in a voice Ben thinks is hopeful.

"Yes," he says, praying it's the right answer, and it must be, since Ray's arm tightens across his chest for a moment. They lie together, legs entwined, breath mingling, sharing a pillow if not their thoughts.

Ben knows everything's changed now, knows Ray's not the type to be casual about such matters. Knows he himself isn't either. And as he drops off the edge into sleep, he realises that Ray has a lot to teach him, about both acceptance and fellatio. He looks forward to the lessons.

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And as he drops off the edge into sleep, he realises that Ray has a lot to teach him, about both acceptance and fellatio. He looks forward to the lessons.

Awwwww....awkward and sweet Ben trying so hard to please his man. Another reason why I yub him.

Naive Fraser is so endearing. It must be why everyone wants him. At least the women. They all want to take care of him.

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