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Under the Desk	By : Bigmama1969 Category: 1 through F > Due South Views: 1450 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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UNDER
THE DESK

A few yars ago I read a series of stories called "Lights,Camera and Action", where Benny and Ray accidentally found a video of The Dragon lady and turnbull having Sex while fantazising about Benny.

In one of these stories there was a nice plot bunny that leapt at me and refused to go away until I wrote this little PWP. *GG*

Again the warning, that english isn't my first language. please, have mercy on me!

This
is rated R for m/m sex.
Disclaimer:
I don't own Benny and Turnbull, I only use Turnbull for this story. But Benny I
love with all my heart.
UNDER THE DESK
" He'd cater to Ben's every wish, fulfil his
every desire.(....)
He'd do it in the consulate bathroom. He'd do
it sitting under Ben's desk if Ben needed it."
Lights, Camera, Action 4 by Mitch Hudson
Inspector
Thatcher passed Turnbull's desk on her way out.
" Constable, would you please inform Constable
Fraser that I left.
I won't be back today, so he's in charge. Thank
you, good bye."
The
Dragon Lady left without even listening to Turnbull's response. " Yes, Sir, I'll do that, Sir, have a nice day,
Sir."
At
once he reached for the intercom.
" Constable Fraser?"
" Yes, Turnbull?"
" Inspector Thatcher has just left for the
day."
" Thank you, Turnbull. Er... would you please
come into my officeIt
took Turnbull just a few seconds to get up from his desk and enter Ben's
office, closing the door firmly behind him.
Ben
stood behind his desk and beckoned Turnbull to come over. The young constable
stepped beside his superior officer.
" Turnbull, there seems to be something wrong
with the carpet under
my
desk. Would you please be so kind and have a look at it." Turnbull obeyed
and crawled underneath the desk. When he turned, he saw that Fraser was sitting
in his chair again, his legs spread wide open and rubbing an enormous bulge in
his uniform pants.
" I need your assistance here, Turnbull!"
The
young Mountie nervously licked his lips and carefully touched Frasers crotch.
From above his head he heard a soft moan. Encouraged his fingers opened the
jodhpurs and freed Ben's pulsating cock. Turnbull looked at the thick shaft in
adoration, it was white and hard like marble. He swallowed and closed his eyes,
unsure if he was worthy to see and feel its beauty.
When
impatient hands groped for his hair, he bowed his head and set a little kiss on the already moist tip. Then he
opened his mouth
and
enveloped the whole cock in his hot wetness.
Fraser
let out a loud groan and thrust his hard cock deep into Turnbulls throat.
The
young constable now moved his head in a fast and steady rhythm, while his right
hand massaged the root and the left hand carefully stroked Fraser's balls. His
own cock was hard and aching now, he wanted so desperately to free it and
satisfy it with the hard, fast strokes that it needed, but he didn't dare
remove his hands from the beloved body in front of him. He had to wait.

But
not for long. With one last hard thrust Fraser spilled his seed deep into
Turnbull's throat. Turnbull leaned back and savoured the taste for a moment
before he swallowed it.
When
he opened his eyes again and started to crawl out from underneath the desk,
Fraser had already rearranged his clothes and stood at the filing cabinet,
looking through a folder.
"
That's all for now, Turnbull, but I might need you later on again."
Turnbull
nodded and quickly left the office. He didn't bother going back to his desk,
instead he headed for the men's toilet, as he had something very urgent to see
to.
He
locked the door behind him and quickly opened his jodhpurs to free his rock
hard penis from its prison.
With
a sigh he leaned against the cold wall and carefully caressed his cock. He
didn't want to come too fast, first he wanted to indulge in his favourite
fantasy.
Fraser
would call him into his office. But this time he would order him to bend over
the desk and then he would feel Ben's strong hands on his ass, fondling and
kneading him. Then Ben's hands would be at the front of his pants, opening them
and pulling them to his knees. He would feel the cool air on his ass and then
Fraser's oily fingers would enter him. Soon the fingers would be replaced by
Fraser's hot flesh.
Turnbull's
hand pumped his cock in hard, fast strokes now. Suddenly he heard a loud knock.
He froze, held his breath and listened.
"
Turnbull, I know you're in there, open up that door."
The
young Mountie couldn't move, his knees were weak. *His* Ben came for him, what
an honour!
"
I order you to open that door, Turnbull, or I'll have to kick it in!"
With
a shaking hand he reached for the key and turned it, the other hand still
wrapped around his cock.
The
door flew open and Fraser stepped in, grabbing Turnbull by the front of his
tunic and pushing him against the wall.
"
So that is how serious you take your duty. The telephone rang, several times,
and I had to answer it myself."
Turnbull
was overcome with remorse. The last thing he wanted was to disappoint his hero.
"
I'll be at my desk in a few seconds,.&qu."
"
No, you should always bringan ean end what you started. Continue!"
Turnbull's
heart missed a beat, but when he saw the determined look in Fraser's eyes, he
knew what he had to do.
Again
his hand started to stroke up and down on his penis, gaining in strength and
speed every second. His eyes were locked to Fraser's icy blue gaze until he
felt his orgasm approaching and closed his eyes.
He
came in thick, hot spurts, crying out Ben's name over and over. When his
breathing slowed down to normal, he heard a loud knock on the door. He opened
his eyes and saw that he was alone. Everything had be a dream, but his dreams
got more and more real with every day. But Benton Fraser, RCMP, would never do
a thing like having him crawl under the desk to suck him nor would he watch him
masturbate in the consulate toilet.
"
Constable Turnbull, are you in there? Please answer me and open that
door."
Should
his dreams finally come true? He stretched out a hand to turn the key when he
heard a second voice.
"
Hey, Benny, what's wrong? I've been waiting for you. We wanted to watch some
more video, remember?"

"
Yes, Ray, but Constable Turnbull seems to have locked himself in again. He
doesn't answer me, he could be hurt."
Ray
shook with laughter.
"
No, he isn't hurt. You know very well what he's doing inside or did you forget
what he said on that tape we saw? He's fantasising about you and bringing
himself off."
Ben's
face went blank. " Oh."
Then
he frowned. " Oh dear! What shall I do?"
Still
laughing, Ray put a reassuring hand on his friend's shoulder. " Just let
me handle the situation, Benny. O.K., Turnbull, this is detective Vecchio. Open
that door. If you don't, we have to assume that you've masturbated yourself to
death and I'll have to kick in that door."
They
only had to wait a few seconds before they heard the key turning in the lock.
Ray stepped in and saw Turnbull standing in the far corner, intently watching
his shoes.
"
So, Turnbull, you've done it again, huh? I mean, I don't really mind if you
lust after Fraser, hell, half Chicago does. But at least they do it in private.
So, if you ever again feel the urge to bring yourself off and dream about *my*
lover, then do it at your home, for God's sake. You better stop embarrassing my
Benny or I'll roast your little ass. Canadian bacon is my favourite
breakfast." The Mountie blushed even more and mumbled some apologies.
"
Oh, and you better clean up the mess."
Then
Ray left and closed the door behind him again.
"
How is he?" Fraser sounded concerned.
"
He's cleaning up."
"
Oh, I see."
Ray
took Ben's hand and dragged him to the door.
"
He won't bother you anymore. Now come on, I want to go home. You promised me
some very interesting things this morning."
"
But Turnbull..."
"
Don't think about him, think about me."
"
Understood, Ray."
The
two men got into the Riv and headed for home, where countless pleasures waited
to be explored.
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