Title: Training
Author: Bj Jones
Rating: FRAO
Disclaimer: I think we all know I don't own them and the reasons why. They are owned by various executives, producers, writers and studios that have more lawyers than I want to mess with. I'm not making any money just borrowing them for a bit and promise to return them.
Summary: Ryan really didn’t think this was in the training manual.
Beta: Kay (Joe)
Warning: Slash – if you don't like it – don't read it
Author's Note: This is for Janelle’s Ryan challenge.
Pairing: Ryan/Speed
Note: sequal to Hello.

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Ryan moaned as his body sagged against the wall. He couldn’t believe this was happening to him. He swore the brunette was determined to drive him insane. From the moment they meant he kept Ryan off guard. The young CSI never knew when his tormentor would strike next. He was tense and constantly on edge just waiting for the next unexpected attack.

When a few weeks went by and nothing happened, Ryan had made the mistake and let his guard down. And that was how he found himself in the situation he was in now. Pushed up against a back corner in the lab his pants around his thighs.

His hand went into the dark soft locks part of him wanted to get his tormentor to stop this wasn’t an appropriate place or time. The other part that had began to enjoy being off edge, clutched tighter into the hair holding the warm mouth into place.

He looked down to see his hard cock slide in and out of the talented mouth. A mouth that would drive him crazy with sarcastic remarks, snide comments, hard kisses and make him cum by just teasing his nipples with his slick tongue. Another groan was ripped from his mouth as his hard member was swallowed down, his head fell back against the wall as pleasure washed over him.

A strong hand held his hips to prevent him from thrusting searching for release. His tormentor was in a playful mood – determined him to completely loose all control. Ryan bit down on his lip to keep from screaming out, he was determined not to alert the lab to the fact he was getting a blowjob in the back of the layout room. He could feel the man on his knees snickering, as if he knew exactly what Ryan was thinking. Sometimes he hated that man.

A groan escaped past his lips as he felt callused hands roll his balls. A slick finger circled his opening then slipped inside quickly finding that one spot. Ryan lost all sense of control and cried out in pleasure thrusting deeper into the warm mouth and coming hard.

Ryan swore he was going to seek revenge later as he watched the brunette lick his cock clean, then grin as he stood back up taking Ryan’s mouth into a deep kiss. The young CSI swept his tongue through the talented mouth tasting himself. Ryan leaned back against the wall completely spent letting his tormentor fix his pants and make sure he looked presentable.

“I hate you.” He said hating the fact his voice held no conviction.

With a cocky grin, the older CIS gave him a quick kiss. “That my dear Ryan is how you don’t collect a DNA sample.”

Ryan glared at his scruffy mentor. “I’ll make sure and remember that.”

“Good.” The older man leaned in close his lips moving against Ryan’s ear. “Later I can teach you a unique way to interrogate suspects.”

Ryan swallowed his life had not been the same since Timothy Speedle started training him to be a CSI. Though he doubted seriously his techniques were standard teaching practices. One thing was for sure Ryan had never forgotten a lesson or forensics technique.

He pulled Speed into a hard kiss, “Looking forward to it.”

~ The End ~