The Exhausted Guide SeriesExhausted Guide Needs Vacation
Exhausted Guide Needs Vacation
Jim hated stakeouts without Blair. If he were honest, he hated any day
that Blair wasn't with him. But his partner had given a major exam today
and the results had to be posted in the morning. Blair just couldn't be
there tonight. Jim tossed his keys in the basket.Jim found Blair asleep on the couch with a stack of graded blue books
slipping to the floor and a sheet of recorded grades clutched in one hand.
He smiled at his harried partner and silently congratulated him on at
least completing the job before succumbing to exhaustion. How Blair had
even found the energy or time to actually give and grade the exam while
helping with the Jenkins murder case, Jim would never know.Jim quietly picked up the exams and stacked them neatly. He eased the
grade sheet from Blair's fingers and put it with the exams. He was
easing Blair into a more comfortable position and covering him with an
afghan when Blair stirred."'im?"
"Yeah, buddy?" Jim pushed Blair's curls away from his face. He wanted to
smooth away the frown that was marring his friend's face."I need a vacation," Blair muttered petulantly as he snuggled into the
afghan.Jim chuckled.
"Where would you like to go, Chief?" Jim asked very gently.
"Don't care. Just want a big bed and strong arms to hold me all night,"
Blair sighed with as he fell asleep.Jim's heart swelled with the love he felt for Blair. Despite the weight,
he easily picked up the grad student and carried him up the stairs and
placed him in the middle of his bed. Then he slipped in beside the
precious bundle and held it tight.In the morning, they would discuss making this vacation a permanent
affair.
Exhausted Guide -- Wake Up Call
Blair was comfortable. He was definitely being cuddled in strong,
protective arms. He sensed a firm mattress, a soft comforter and large
pillows. He opened his eyes and –Holy shit! He was in Jim's bed in Jim's arms!
Blair went deathly still. How did this happen? The last thing he
remembered after grading the final exams and posting the grades through
the university's secure server connection was sitting down on the sofa
to pick up the test booklets."Could you keep the noise of those gears grinding down? You are
disturbing my vacation." Jim's voice was definitely not annoyed. He
sounded...playful? Huh???Blair turned in Jim's arms to look at his new bed mate.
"Jim?"
"Yes?"
"Just how did I get in your bed?"
"I put you here." Jim wasn't even trying to be difficult this morning.
"Why?"
"You were very tired last night when I got home and expressed the desire
for a vacation.""And how does a vacation translate to your bed."
"You asked for a big bed and strong arms. What's a blessed protector to
do?"Blair would have melted and said "Awwwww.." at the puppy dog expression
on Jim's face. But he had to keep it together for just a few minutes
more if he was to get what he wanted out of this little "vacation.""I don't know. I think something's missing."
"Oh?"
"Where's the naked island boys?"
Jim got a evil look on his face. The comforter went sailing to end of
the bed and Jim began stripping their clothes.
Exhausted Guide -- Breakfast in Bed
Blair, a.k.a. hairy naked island boy, rolled over on the wonderful, firm
mattress where he was spending his well deserved weekend vacation and
found and empty cold spot where there should have been a buff, gorgeous,
well-fucked, naked island boy, a.k.a. Jim. Blair frowned. This was his
vacation. Frowns were not to be tolerated. Where was his naked island
boy, Jim?"Breakfast, mon?" Jim asked in a terrible Jamaican accent as he
appeared at the top of the stairs carrying a tray laden with tropical
fruit, juice with paper umbrellas decorating the glasses, and other
assorted breakfast foods. Jim, himself, was festooned with a straw hat,
a plastic lei and flip-flops and nothing else but a smile. Where he'd
come up with the breakfast and the outfit, heaven only knew.Blair knew only one thing. He was irrevocably in love with Jim
Ellison. And he hadn't told him yet.And he had to pee.
"Back in a minute, babe." He kissed Jim thoroughly before dashing down
the stairs naked."I'll set up!" Jim called after him.
Blair returned a few moments later to find the bed turned into a
breakfast buffet -- with the fruity drinks set on the night stand to
avoid spillage. Trust Jim to break a rule about eating in bed, but
protect against spills. Blair slipped back into bed beside Jim. He
accepted a chuck of kiwi from Jim's fingers. He chewed and swallowed it
and claimed another kiss."Yum. This is above the call, love."
"All a part of the Ellison resort service." Jim wagged his brows.
"Do you think that management will allow me to keep the cabana boy
permanently?" Blair asked very seriously.Jim looked down at the plate of fruit.
"I'm certain something can be arranged."
"I hope so." Blair reached out and tilted up Jim's chin. "You see,
I've been in love with him for so very long. I wouldn't want him to
think I was toying with his affections.""You love me?"
"Yeah, even in that hat."
"What's wrong with my hat?"
Blair tossed the article of clothing in question over the railing. Jim
quickly moved the food off the bed. He had a feeling there was about
to be a repeat of their early morning romp."It hides one of my favorite parts of your body."
"Huh?"
Blair pulled Jim's head down to his chest where it rested against his
heart. From that position Blair could gently kiss the spot where Jim's
hair was beginning to thin.Jim's eyes closed as his heart swelled with the love he felt for the
man who held him."I love you, too, Blair."
August 2001
