Happy Easter, Ray

Ray Vecchio slid softly from the bed and headed to the bathroom. With his face washed and teeth brushed, he went into the kitchen and put the coffee on. Then slid quietly back into bed. Strong arms pulled him close. Muscular legs entwined with his. Laying his head on his lover's chest, he fell back to sleep.

The smell of freshly brewing coffee woke Benton Fraser. He slid out of bed and went to perform his own bathroom duties. He checked on the progress of the coffee, another five minutes at least. He went back to bed and was drawn back to Ray's warm body.

This was the time they both enjoyed the most. Neither had to be up particularly early. They could just lie close to each other, feeling each other's breathing, hearing each other's heartbeat, enjoying their love. This was not a time for passion, just a time for enjoying each other.

Ray stirred and Fraser woke. He looked up at Ray and planted a kiss on Ray's lips. "Good morning, Ray."

"Morning, Benny." Ray tightened his embrace, deepened the kiss, reached for passion..

"No, Ray."

"Whaddya mean, no?"

"It's Easter Sunday, Ray. You'll be late for Mass if we do." And with that, Fraser threw off the covers. "You shower and dress. I'll fix breakfast."

Ray reluctantly rose. He wouldn't disappoint his mother by missing Easter Services, no matter how much he wanted to stay with Fraser. His mother had been gracious enough about accepting their relationship, and he loved her. Before Benny, she had been the most important person in his life.

Fraser watched Ray walk to the bathroom, fascinated as always by his loose limbed walk. The hips swaying just enough, exuding confidence. They had been lovers for a year and had only been living together for the last six months. Fraser had tried relationships before, but something had always been lacking. Ray had filled that void.

He had breakfast on the table by the time Ray walked into the small dining room of their apartment.

"Come with me, Benny."

"I can't, Ray. I have something important that I need to do."

"What, Benny."

"It's a surprise, Ray."

"What is it, Benny?"

"I can't tell you, Ray. If I did it wouldn't be a surprise. I'll meet you at your mother's for dinner."

As soon as Ray left the apartment, Fraser set about preparing his surprise. It never ceased to amaze him how much Ray loved holidays. Just last Christmas, their first one living together, Ray had pestered him endlessly about his present - begging for clues. Fraser had learned to be very creative about where he hid Ray's present. 'He really is just like an overgrown child sometimes' he thought. He took the already boiled dozen eggs out of the refrigerator. He mixed the colors very carefully, so that each egg would be different. Leaving them to dry, and pleased with his work, he went to take his own shower.

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Easter dinner over, the assorted Vecchio nephews and nieces were busy with their Easter egg hunt in the back yard. Fraser looked on in amusement as Ray, using the excuse that the youngest children needed help, was deeply involved in the hunt himself. Holidays had never meant anything to Fraser until he had met Ray and his family. His grandparents, 'though they loved him, had thought it frivilous to indulge in such things.

All of the eggs having been found, the children were put down to sleep. The adults all had the "I ate way too much" look in their eyes. Loaded down with enough left-overs to feed them for a week, Ray and Fraser left for their apartment.

"I'm tired, Benny. Can we go to bed now?"

"Well, Ray, I thought you might like your surprise first."

"I thought you were my surprise, Benny."

"Not really, Ray. However, we can go to bed now, if that's what you want."

He followed Ray into the bedroom, not wanting to miss the look on Ray's face. Ray stood still, looking at the bed. The covers were turned neatly down and in the middle of his pillow was a brightly colored Easter egg. Turning to look at Fraser, he noticed another one, hidden behind his hairbrush on the dresser.

"Ok, Benny, what's going on here? Did you hide eggs for me?"

"Well yes, Ray, I did." "Why?"

"I have noticed that you seemed to enjoy holidays so much, Ray, that I thought"...suddenly he was unsure of his surprise.

Ray surprised him by kissing him. "How many do I gotta find, Benny?"

"A dozen, Ray, and you have to find them all by yourself, no clues."

It took Ray half an hour to find all of the eggs.

With the eggs found and safely back in the refrigerator, they were snuggled together in bed. And Ray asked, "Is that all I get for Easter, Benny?" He pulled Fraser's head to his and kissed him. His tongue plunged in and out of Fraser's mouth, tasting the sweetness that was his Benny. Fraser responded by deepening the kiss even more.

He trailed kisses over Ray's body. His mouth found a nipple and caressed it, slowly licking, nipping, and then sucking. He heard Ray moan with passion and increased the suction. Then Ray said "There's another one, you know, Benny." He repeate the sensations on Ray's other nipple.

Then he slid lower down Ray's body. One hand touching Ray's nipples, the other on his balls, he took Ray into his mouth. Letting his tongue softly lick the small slit, he took the cockhead into his mouth and sucked gently. As Ray moaned his appreciation, Fraser took more of Ray into his mouth. Soon a gentle rhythm was established of licking, caressing, sucking. Fraser was aware of when Ray's breathing changed and knew that he was close. Taking all of Ray into his mouth he sucked harder, and harder still, until Ray came - spurting his liquid into his mouth.

Fraser slid back up Ray's body and kissed him again. Reaching over Ray, he located the tube of lubricant that they kept on the nightstand. Squirting some on his hand, he entered his lover with one finger, then two. Squirting more onto his hand, he coated himself. Then he positioned himself at the entry to Ray's body. This was not new to them, but he wanted this time to be special. He entered Ray slowly, savoring the feeling. As Ray responded, he moved faster, deeper. Then he shifted their bodies until he way laying mostly on his side, still inside Ray.

'Ohgod,' Ray thought, 'Benny's being inventive.'

The change in positions changed his angle into Ray slightly. The sensation was just a little different, but the pleasure was the same. He plunged in slowly, waiting for Ray to adjust. When Ray started moving back against him, he increased the pressure and the tempo. The only thing in the world that mattered to him was the pleasure he was giving - and receiving. For now Ray had hardened again and was thrusting against Fraser's abdomen. Fraser pulled him closer, thrusting deeper and harder into him until they were both lost in the intensity of their mutual pleasure. Ray released himself with a cry onto his abdomen. The constriction of his muscles at the release sent Fraser over and he came with a sound that Ray had never heard before.

They lay now, in each other's arms. Their breathing had slowed as had their heartbeats. Ray said "Thank you, Benny."

"It was my pleasure, Ray."

"I meant for the egg hunt, Benny."

"That was also my pleasure, Ray."

Fraser fell asleep in Ray embrace wondering what was the next holiday in the U.S.

Ray fell asleep thinking that he needed to get a calendar and find out when Canada Day was.