Title: Confused
Author: Rachel
Pairing: Boulton and Skase
Rating: NC17
Chronology: Anytime
Disclaimer: The characters aren't mine unfortunately!
Feedback: warmly welcomed - Beck.family@btinternet.com



Confused


Rod Skase was sat on the toilet seat, trousers up with his
head in his hands. The  door to the cubicle was wide open. He
heard someone come into the toilets, but  didn't look up, he
didn't really care who it was - he was so fed up after a case
he'd  worked so hard on for months had just been thrown out
by the CPS due to a  `technicality'. What sort of a reason
was that!!

He was so lost in his thoughts he nearly didn't hear the
voice that was asking him if  he was ok. He looked up then to
see who it was that had come in and who was now  disturbing
him - he was surprised to see Sergeant John Boulton standing
looking at  him, with an expression which half looked like
concern and half irritation. But then  knowing John Boulton
there probably wasn't any concern at all - just impatience at
the fact that Rod was in here and not out running around
after him.

"Sarg?" he muttered still looking up at him

"Rod, what are you doing?" Boulton asked not changing his
face or position

"Oh, just thinking Sarg" Rod wished he'd just go away and
leave him alone

"That must be a first Rodney" came the sarcastic reply. Rod
just looked at him, he  hadn't the energy to think up a quick
witty reply

"Well you can't sit in here all day" Boulton stated the
obvious as he leaned back on  the wall and stared at Rod. He
looked quite vulnerable he thought, a quality he had  never
seen in Rod Skase before and if he was being honest with
himself he found it  quite attractive.

"I know Sarg, I'm just trying to get my head round how so
much work and time can  just go out of the window because of
a technicality"

"Well that just goes with the job Rod" Boulton stated in a
matter of fact kind of way,  whilst inside his head he was
suddenly realising how lovely Rod looked. He tried to  put
the thought out of his mind but his groin had started to stir
and he was finding it  hard to think of anything else.

Rod, oblivious to Boulton's inner feelings carried on
moaning,

"But it's so unfair."

Suddenly Boulton moved, he walked towards Rod and into the
cubicle until he was  standing inside it facing Rod. He
wasn't quite sure what had made him move, it was  like an
involuntary reaction! Then he shut the cubicle door behind
him.

Cupping Rod's phased looking face in his hands he comforted
him,

"I know it's hard Rodney, but you just have to forget about
it - it's the CPS that are  the idiots, not us" As he told
him this he gently raised him to his feet, so his face was
opposite his own.

Rod wasn't sure what was going on - what was Boulton up to?
Were there some  cameras somewhere or was he just taking the
piss.

The next thing he knew was his belt being undone - and now he
was really  confused! As his brain weighed up the situation,
of him standing so close to Boulton  in a tiny cubicle in the
station, with Boulton now undoing his belt, he felt his cock
stiffening and his mind was racing. He'd never actually
noticed how nice Boulton  smelt before, but then he'd never
been this close to him before!

Boulton was now unzipping Rod's zip, and letting his trousers
fall down round his  ankles. He looked up at Rods face, which
looked confused, but not scared or  disgusted and he
certainly wasn't resisting in any way, he wondered if Rod had
ever  been with a man before. Still looking at Rods face he
hooked his fingers into the  waistband of his boxer shorts.
Rod was sort of looking upwards, he couldn't look into
Boulton's eyes, he wasn't sure what was going on at all and
certainly didn't know  how he felt about it.

Boulton slipped his boxers shorts down, revealing Rod's,
hardening by the second,  cock. He could feel his own
erection in his trousers burning, aching to be touched,  but
still wasn't sure how Rod felt although his cock wasn't
showing signs of  uninterest! Gently he took Rod's cock in
his hand and firmly held it.

"What do you want Rodney?" he quietly asked, not prepared to
go any further without  some sort of approval of
encouragement.

"erm" Rod started to mumble, his mind still racing and his
mouth drying up "I don't  know" he managed to spit out
eventually, but still not looking at Boulton. It was the
truth - he honestly didn't know.

"Well it's up to you" Boulton told him, still holding his
cock firmly in his hand. What  sort of an answer was don't
know?!

"Well I'm not really...erm...turned on by other men" Rod
murmured very  slowly as if he was choosing each word
carefully.

"Fair enough" Boulton nodded loosening his grip "although
your tackle here seems to  be suggesting the opposite"

Rod knew he was right and wondered why he was holding back,
he just felt so  uncomfortable and couldn't quite believe any
of this was happening. He half  wondered if it was some sort
of practical joke, although Boulton seemed deadly  serious.

Boulton turned to open the door, but then spun back and
looked straight at Rod and  said, "But if you ever change
your mind Rod, you know where I am" and with that he was
gone.

Rod shut the door and tried to work out what had just
happened whilst he slowly  stroked his cock until he came.

 A couple of weeks passed, and Rod could hardly think of
anything else than what  had happened that day in the
toilets. He'd thought that Boulton would treat him
differently afterwards, that he would be cross and there
would be an atmosphere  between the two of them, but it was
like nothing had ever happened. Boulton was just  his usual
grumpy self and work was just work - it was all a bit
surreal! He'd begun to  wonder if he'd imagined the whole
thing! He also half wished that he'd played it  differently -
he couldn't stop having sly glances at Boulton and thinking
how  attractive he was, and that if he was going to go with
another man, Boulton would be  the man.

Boulton had also given the happenings in the toilet some
thought, but had dismissed  it as something that wasn't meant
to happen and had put the whole thing out of his  mind. The
DCI had persuaded him to take a weeks leave as he hadn't had
any time  off in ages, but he didn't really want to go
anywhere so thought he'd just stay at home  pottering round
and watching TV to try and get work out of his system.

Rod was missing Boulton being in the office, and had decided
that he'd made the  wrong decision in the toilets that day.
Why couldn't he just have gone with the flow?  Just then the
DCI walked into the CID office brandishing what looked like a
report in  his hand.

"Right, this needs to go to Sergeant Boulton" Rod's heart
jumped at the mention of  his name - why had he had so much
affect on him? He couldn't understand it at all!

"So will someone drop it off at his house later today?"
Meadows carried on to ask.

"I will sir" Rod volunteered immediately, he suddenly
realised this was the best  chance he was going to get to
perhaps do something about his thoughts.

"That's good of you Rod! - What's your ulterior motive?" He
grinned.

"Sir?" Rod's heart nearly stopped, did Meadows know what he
was thinking?

"Well you never volunteer for anything" He carried on
grinning at Rod as he handed  him the report.

"Oh well, it's sort of on my way home sir" Rod lied.

"Yeah right" Meadows mocked "You just want an excuse to leave
early" Rod just  looked innocently at him whilst his insides
breathed a great sigh of relief.

 As he walked up Boulton's front path he suddenly wondered if
he was doing the right  thing, what if Boulton had changed
his mind, what if he'd been joking, what if he  wasn't in.
Well, he thought, it was too late to worry about anything
like that now and  he pressed the bell on the front door.

Boulton looked surprised as he opened the door to see Rod
Skase standing on his  doorstop.

"Rod?" he didn't know that Rod knew his address.

"DCI Meadows said you'd want to see this sir" Rod said
handing him the report.

"Oh right, yeah" He took the report from Rod, wondering why
he'd brought it. They  both just stood there for a while, it
felt like an eternity for Rod, until he broke the  silence.

"I don't suppose I could use your loo could I sir? I'm
busting" And he was, it must  have been all the uncertainty,
worry and a bit of excitement that was going on inside  him.
But it also meant he would get into the house!

"Yeah of course you can, come in" Boulton stepped out of the
doorway to allow Rod  in and then shut the door.

"It's up the stairs and first on the right" He pointed
towards the stairs, as he wandered  into the kitchen.

"Cheers"

"Do you want a coffee?" He asked Rod as he started off
towards the stairs.

"Yeah great" Rod's mind was racing again - what was Boulton
thinking? What was  going to happen?

 Boulton led the way into the living room as Rod returned,
and they sat down opposite  each other. Boulton looked Rod up
and down slowly with his eyes, whilst Rod just  looked
downwards at the carpet.

"So" Boulton started "Why you Rodney?"

"Sir?" Rod felt uncomfortable.

"Well, did the DCI ask you specifically to bring me the
report?" He was trying to get  his head why Rod was here, why
he'd wanted to come in so much and why he was  now sitting in
his living room studying the carpet like a scared schoolboy.

"No, I sort of volunteered" Rod stuttered

"Oh? And why was that?"

"Well it's on my way home like, so." Rod lied, half wishing
he'd never started any of  this.

"No it's not" Boulton smiled, gotcha Rod he thought It's in
the complete opposite  direction"

Rod looked at him, how did Boulton know where he'd lived and
what was he meant  to say now - Boulton just sat there
smiling and raised his eyebrows at Rod.

"Well, yeah I suppose, but I didn't really realise that when
I volunteered" Rod  mumbled weakly.

"Yeah ok Rodney, why don't you tell me the real reason"
Boulton asked calmly  sipping his coffee. He was quite
enjoying watching Rod squirm, and since he'd done  all the
running last time it was certainly Rod's turn now.

"The real reason sir?" Rod stalled for time.

"Yeah, and since we're not at work, call me John"

"Right" Rod couldn't believe he was having this conversation
"Well you see" he  started then tried again "Well it's like
this..erm..I've been thinking" He could  feel his grin
getting hot with the excitement and fear of the whole
situation. He felt his  erection and just hoped Boulton
hadn't noticed.

"Thinking again Rodney - you'll have to be careful!" Boulton
joked.

"Yeah, yeah" He certainly wasn't making this easy Rod thought
"Well you know the  other week"

"Which week?" Boulton knew exactly which week and which event
Rod was talking  about but he was getting to much pleasure
out of Rod's suffering to help him now!

"Look, this is really hard, sir" Rod shook his head, he
didn't think he could put  anything into words.

"John" Boulton corrected, Rod nodded slightly

"What's hard Rod? - A part of your anatomy or what your
trying to say" Rod went red  - how embarrassing was this?
Boulton smiled, and decided that perhaps he ought to  help
Rod out a little and put him out of his misery.

"So Rodney is what you're trying to say, that you've changed
your mind?"

Rod nodded "Yeah"

Boulton finished his drink and then looked at Rod with a
straight face  "Have you ever been with a man before?" He
reckoned the answer was no, but  decided to ask anyway whilst
they were sat there together.

"No" Rod shook his head, looking up at Boulton with
vulnerable innocent eyes that  Boulton found irresistible. He
walked over to Rod and took hold of his hand. He  slowly
pulled him to his feet. Then, with his other hand he softly
caressed Rod's  strong, yet weak face. He pulled him close
and began to softly kiss him, patiently and  carefully so as
to put Rod at ease. Soon Rod was taking as much part of the
kiss as  Boulton. He felt comfortable with the kiss, although
he couldn't relate this man back  to the one he worked with,
but that didn't matter.

Slowly Boulton started to undo Rod's tie. He tossed it on the
floor. Then unbuttoned  his shirt and slid it off. Rod
carefully undid Boulton's shirt as his hands explored  Rod's
naked chest.

Soon they were down to just their boxer shorts. Boulton
pulled out of the iss and  whispered,

"Upstairs" He led Rod by the hand up to his bedroom and as
the stood kissing by the  bed they fell sideways - landing on
the bed and laughing. Boulton looked at Ros and  asked

"What do you want Rod?" Rod wasn't sure what to say. He
wasn't sure what he  wanted although he was certainly
enjoying it so far.

"I don't know John" he smiled a warm smiled.

"Okay I'll make it easy for you, how about multi choice?"
Boulton smiled "Do you want  to call it a day now?" Please,
please no he thought I don't think I could stand it "Do  you
want a hand job? blow job? Do you want to fuck me or for me
to fuck you?"  Bloody hell thought Rod how was he meant to
know!

"Well I certainly don't want to call it a day, but the rest
is up to you" He realised that  meant he was totally in
Boulton's hands - at his mercy - and strangely it was a good
feeling!

Boulton kissed Rod, as feelings of euphoria and ecstasy rose
in him. He worked his  way down Rod's body kissing and
caressing him, pausing at each nipple to suck and  lick them
more intensely than anywhere else. Rod closed his eyes and
lay there  enjoying the feelings and looking forward to
whatever was going to happen next.

As he got to Rods stiff cock he gently licked the head
mopping up the pre cum that  had already been produced. He
then took Rod's cock in his mouth.

Rod couldn't believe how good it felt. He had had women do it
to him before, but it  never been this good - Boulton was a
pro! He knew exactly what spots to touch and  at what time!
Boulton could tell Rod was enjoying it by the gasps and quick
heavy  breathing that was coming from above him.

As Rod came Boulton swallowed it all as it streamed down his
throat. Then he  flopped back on the bed next to Rod.

That was excellent thought Rod as he lay there. But what
happens next? There's no  way I can match that performance.
What he really wanted was to feel John inside  him now. He'd
been thinking about it for the last couple of weeks and the
uncertainty  yet curiosity had been driving him round the
bend.  But now he was sure, lying on the  bed so close to
John he knew he wanted it. And he also knew that if he didn't
do it  now he may never get another chance, not with someone
as lovely as John. He  turned to look at him.

"John" He whispered "Fuck me"

Boulton wasn't sure he'd heard right - was Rod serious? Had
he really just asked hi  to fuck him? He rose his eyebrows at
Rod in surprise.

"Please" Rod whispered.

Boulton didn't need any more confirmation - his heart skipped
a beat at the thought.

"Ok" He smiled and reached over to the bedside cabinet. He
took out a little tub of gel  he had. "But we'll take it
slowly yeah? - And if at any point you feel in too much pain
of discomfort tell me, and we'll stop." He told him
sincerely. Rod couldn't believe John  Boulton could be so
caring and considerate - it just couldn't be the same person
as  the one he knew at work. But he liked this side of him
much better!

Boulton cautiously offered the tub in Rod's direction and
said "Do you want to grease  me?"

Rod smiled and delved his hand into the tub. He slowly moved
his hand up and down  the shaft. Boulton gasped at Rod's
touch, his cock was aching so much to be  touched by then.

After it was fully greased Boulton gently rolled Rod over to
give him better access  and carefully started rubbing the gel
round his hole. Then he slowly slipped one  finger in. He
fucked Rod gently with one, two and then three fingers.

"OK?" he asked Rod.

"Mmm" Rod mumbled, preparing himself for what he knew was
coming next.

As Boulton pushed his cock inside of Rod, he let out a loud
gasp.

"Ok?" Boulton asked again.

"Yeah" Rod just managed to whisper. It was a good feeling
knowing John was inside  him even if it did hurt. Slowly
Boulton fucked Rod. Rod had his fists clenched so tight  his
knuckles were white. But he was loving every minute of it,
and then he felt an  explosion inside him.

As Boulton withdrew his cock he felt like he was on cloud
nine, he was so glad Rod  had turned up on his doorstep that
evening - he'd not had as good sex as that for  ages
especially not with someone so sexy!

Rod rolled over to look at John and they both smiled at each
other. Rod was pleased  he's come to John's house and even
more pleased he'd had John inside him, he just  hoped it
wasn't the first and last time!

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