On The Night Before Christmas By Linda (With apologies to C. Clement Moore, his children, his grandchildren, and his mother. I'm holding my apology to his wife, she'd probably like this. One never knows... :-)
On the night before Christmas, outside West Racine, The snowflakes fell silently, pure and pristine. Jerome in his kerchief and Jess in his cap, Were snug just inside of the entry, well-wrapped.
Inside of the building, (apartment 3J), A man and his wolf finally called it a day. The lamp had been snuffed and the window, just cracked. The boots and the Stetson'd been polished and racked.
The uniform hung in the wardrobe with care, And the food bowl was washed and placed, clean, by the chair. The only sounds now were Benny's soft snores, And a dream-induced whimper from Dief on the floor.
When all of a sudden the calm was disturbed By the sound of the Riv pulling up at the curb. The driver jumped out and stomped over the drifts, Barely keeping his footing while balancing gifts.
But one foot slipped into a puddle of slush And a string of loud curses came out in a rush. Italian and English all tangled together, Like red and green bulbs strung outside in the weather.
The sound drifted up and Ben noticed the clatter. He sprang from his bed to see what was the matter. He raised up the window and stuck his head out To see what all of the noise was about.
"Ray?" Ben called softly into the chill air, "Why are you standing and yelling down there?" Ray held up his foot with a look of disgust, And bit back more colorful curses, but just.
"Oh dear," muttered Benny and drew his head in, Then quickly appeared at the window again. "I'll be right down..." Ben said to where Ray had been But noticed his friend had already come in.
As wet leaves that before the chill autumn winds fall, Ray clomped up the stairs and squished down the hall. Benny opened his door, Ray came in with a bound, Set down his presents and then looked around.
"Ho, ho, ho," Ray began, shrugging out of his coat, Then a sound like a chuckle from deep in his throat. He saw Benny standing in longjohns quite red, With eyes open wide, his hand scratching his head.
His eyes - how the twinkled. His dimples, how merry. An innocent look but, Ray knew, not quite cherry. Ray flashed him a smile and went straight to his work, He loosened his tie, pulled it off with a jerk.
He pushed the door closed with the toe of his shoe, Then the top of his pants he began to undo. This caused Benny's eyes to become wider still At Ray's gestures of giving and sense of good will.
Benny smiled as both socks were removed and then flung Towards the mantle where gently they settled and hung. Then noticing Dief was enrapt with the sight, Led him into the kitchen to stay for the night.
As he turned back around he saw Ray in his briefs, With little red bows tied on green Christmas wreaths. "Oh, Ray," he breathed softly, and grinned with lips wet, And the bulge in Ray's briefs even grew bigger yet.
"I'm hungry," Ray whispered, "got cookies and milk?" As he undid and took off his shirt made of silk. He stood there just wearing his briefs and a grin, His hands on his hips, looking tasty as sin.
Ben undid some buttons and shrugged his top down, Revealing his chest and his nipples, light brown. And laying a finger upon each hard nub, Watched Ray lick his lips at his circling rub.
"This one's milk," Benny offered, and pinched one intently, "This is cookies," while tugging the other one gently. He walked up to Ray in the soft light of snow, His crystal blue eyes meeting emerald glow.
Ray lowered his mouth to Ben's chest and left nip And teased it with tongue and then suckled the tip. He drew in Ben's fingers and sucked on them too. Took his turn with the right for a minute or two.
He kissed each one gently and looked up at Ben Whose hands on his nipples were moving again. As Ray watched the fingers continue to dance, His cock made its way out the slit of his pants.
Ray circled the tip with his fingers awhile, Then saw Benny watching and started to smile. Benny reached down and wrapped it in palm warm and fit, "Candy cane?" Benny asked as he squeezed it a bit.
"Oh, yeah," Ray assented, with nod and a moan, "Got some candy to share with me now, of your own?" Benny pushed down the rest of his longjohns to show His own rock hard length pressed toward him below.
"Peppermint stick," Benny breathed in Ray's ear, As they both brought their hands to cup each other's rear. Pressed tightly together, they kissed deep and sweet, Found their way to the bed and rolled under the sheet.
All that Christmas Evening, and into the day Each treat was enjoyed in a most Yuletide way. All nestled and cozy, quite snug in the covers They lay wrapped together, two spent, happy lovers.
The gifts sat unopened, Ben noticed, confused, "They're for Ma and the kids," Ray explained, half-amused, "You're my gift, you're my Christmas, and all of the rest," Ray said as he rested his head on Ben's chest.
Benny felt shivers run all down his spine, He smiled then and squeezed him, then said, "And you're mine." Ray looked up at Benny and saw by his head, Some mistletoe pinned to the wall by the bed.
Ben smiled at the questioning look in his eye, "I was hoping that somehow, last night you'd drop by." "Merry Christmas, Benny," Ray whispered to Ben. "Merry Christmas to you, Ray," and squeezed him again.
The snow outside sparkled, the sun's light was rosy, Inside Ray and Benny all warm and quite cozy, Lie wrapped up like presents, their love sweet and rare, And they kissed once again 'neath the mistletoe there....
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To all of my list-sibs for what it is worth, I send you a wish for a season of mirth, And happiness, health, lots of gifts, and much glee. Merry Christmas to all of you, kindly, signed... me.