Getting Some Rest 03/?


"What do you want to do, Mulder?"


Mulder swallowed and then took Walter's lips again. Walter leaned 
back his head and Mulder attacked his throat with little kisses. He 
nibbled along the skin feeling the blood pulse under his lips. 
Skinner rotated his hips. The friction made Mulder suck in a heavy 
breath which would probably leave a hickey on Skinner's neck. 

Mulder's hands glided from the older man's wrists over to the strong 
lower arms, kneaded his biceps and rested on the shoulders. His mouth
wandered over the left clavicle and his tongue traced the white skin 
of the scars, marks of a different life in a different country. 
Abandoning the shoulder, Mulder traced a wet line down the sternum 
and over the pectorals to the tiny nipples. His lips closed around a 
nipple and gently sucked it. 

Walter gasped and closed his eyes, reveling in the sensations. His 
hands wove through the younger man's soft hair, holding him to his 
body. Mulder went down further over the tight muscles of the abdomen,
tongue dipping into the navel. He knelt in front of the older man 
and gripped the waistband of the sweatpants. He slowly lowered it 
over the narrow hips. Walter stepped out of the pants, leaning on the
younger man's shoulders. He gasped as Mulder's lips closed around 
the leaking tip of his cock, licking the pre-cum. He groaned and 
gripped 
Mulder's hair, trying to embed himself deeper into the hot, wet 
mouth.

Mulder took in as much of it as he could fighting the urge to gag, 
and circled the base with his right hand squeezing the shaft while 
trying not to scratch the sensitive skin with his teeth. He'd only 
done this once and that was a long time ago, but he really wanted 
to give Skinner pleasure. Feeling Skinner's hands on his head, he 
fondled the older man's balls with his left hand. His lips moved 
along the shaft, never really leaving it. He took his time and from 
time to time applied more pressure to the sensitive skin. A few 
minutes later he heard Skinner moan and felt him stiffen. With a 
fierce cry the AD came spouting out into the agent's mouth. Mulder 
swallowed the sweet-bitter liquid until Skinner was spent. 

As soon as Mulder released his cock, Walter sank to his knees. He 
rested his head against Mulder's shoulder and embraced the younger 
man. Drawing in deep breaths, he tried to gain some control again. 
He was exhausted and tried to decide whether he really had heard 
Mulder gag when the man was drinking his cum. He wasn't sure but had 
a very strong feeling that Mulder hadn't gone down on too many men 
before. After a minute he let his lips wander over his agent's 
shoulder to the neck. He lifted his head and looked into deep, hazel 
eyes. Before Mulder could say anything, Skinner kissed him and leaned
against him making Mulder loose his balance. 

They landed on the floor with the older man on top. Walter pinned 
Mulder's hands above his head and stretched out letting the man feel 
his full length. He felt Mulder's hard cock against his thigh and 
reached down to close his hand around him. Groaning, Mulder closed 
his eyes concentrating on the hand moving up and down along his 
shaft, getting faster and faster. Skinner felt the younger man writhe
beneath him and knew he was close. A few more strokes and Mulder came
screaming. 

Walter caressed the limp body beneath him, stroking the chest, 
fingers brushing through the soft hair, until Mulder opened his eyes. 
Pulling the older man down by the neck, Mulder thoroughly kissed 
Skinner. Walter released Mulder's mouth and looked into his eyes.

"Maybe we should move this up to the bedroom."

"I'm not sure I'll be able to walk right now."

"You won't regret making the effort, Mulder."

Skinner winked at him and Mulder smiled, eyes glistening in 
anticipation. Walter got up from the floor and held out a hand to 
him. 




They kissed all the way up to the bedroom and landed entangled on 
the bed. Skinner braced his hands on both sides of Mulder's head 
and pushed himself up. He watched Mulder's face while he was 
grinding his again half-erect cock into the younger man's, enticing 
moans from him. He stopped his movements when they were both panting 
heavily. Mulder quizzically looked up at him.

"I'll be right back."

Walter got up off the bed and headed towards the bathroom. He 
returned a few minutes later with a new pack of condoms in one hand 
and a bottle of lube in the other. Putting both items on the bedside 
table, he turned back to Mulder and got into bed again, on top of 
him.


Mulder encircled the older man and drew him closer to his body. Then,
taking Skinner off balance, he pulled him to his right and rolled on 
top of him. He nuzzled the side of the neck and along the jaw line 
up to the ear. Then he trailed down the chest, nibbling at the 
nipples. 

Skinner pulled him back up to kiss him and then turned them both so 
that he was on top again.

"How do you want to do this, Mulder?"

Mulder grinned at him.

"Seems to me that you've already made the decision." 

Walter seriously looked him into the eyes. He thought he saw some 
insecurity in the young man's eyes and wasn't sure if Mulder knew 
what he was getting himself into.

"Only if it's okay with you."

"Okay? It's more than okay with me. But get that damn bottle and 
hurry up."

Mulder wasn't as sure as he tried to sound but he wanted to be with 
Walter, wanted to feel him, all of him.

Skinner laughed and reached for the box of condoms and the lube. He 
opened the box and emptied it on the bed. Mulder looked at the heap 
of condoms and cocked a brow, grinning at Walter.

"Don't you think that's a bit optimistic?"

Skinner grinned back at him.

"Why, Agent Mulder, aren't you up for extreme possibilities?"

Mulder snorted and pulled Skinner down to kiss him. Skinner's heavy 
body pressed him into the bed, but he loved the feeling of the hard 
muscles and the torso against his body. The crispy hair on Skinner's 
chest tickled his skin and heightened his senses. His hands roamed 
across Walter's shoulders, along the spine and down to his hips. He 
cupped the firm buttocks and lifted his own hips. Walter held his 
head between his hands and kissed his face, a knee nudged his legs 
apart. 

Walter slid down Mulder's body stopping only to gently bite the 
nipples. He knelt between the younger man's open legs and took the 
bottle. His eyes never left Mulder's while he squeezed a large 
amount of the contents into his right hand.

"Have you ever done this before, Mulder?"

Mulder broke the eye contact and looked at Skinner's chest.

"No, but I've always been curious."

Walter nodded and went back to preparing the young man. He knew he 
had to be thorough to make it good for Mulder. And he really wanted 
it to be good for Mulder.

"Okay, just relax and let me do the rest."

He reached down and gently stroke the crease between Mulder's 
buttocks, then probed his anus. When his index finger slipped 
through the tight ring of muscle, he felt Mulder stiffen and laid a 
hand on his abdomen, stroking, trying to relax the other man.

"It's okay, just relax. Breathe, Mulder."

When he felt Mulder relax, he pushed his finger in deeper, up to the 
knuckle. He slowly thrust in and out, and then angled his hand to 
brush against Mulder's prostate. Mulder bucked his hips at the 
sudden sensation. 

"What was that?", he gasped.

Skinner wickedly grinned down at him. 

"Say hello to your prostate, Agent Mulder."

"Oh god, do that again."

Skinner chuckled. "Your wish is my command."

He slowly pulled his finger out, gliding over the gland again. When 
the sensation reverberated through Mulder again, Skinner suddenly 
pushed in two fingers. He stilled his hand and locked his eyes with 
Mulder's.

"How are you doing?"

Mulder's face was covered with sweat and he panted heavily.

"I'm fine, go on, please."

"I need to get another finger in. You think you can take that?"

"Sure, go ahead", he said through his teeth, fists clenched in the 
sheets.

Mulder was torn between pleasure and pain. The muscle in his ass 
protested against the invasion of Skinner's  thick fingers, but at 
the same time those fingers made his body quiver with pleasure. The 
older man's hand was still on his abdomen, just above his painfully 
hard cock, and it made him feel safe. He knew Skinner would never 
hurt him, he totally trusted him. This realization stunned him. He 
knew he had trusted his boss with some things for some time now. 
But now he knew he trusted him as much as he trusted Scully. He 
just hoped that this wasn't a very vivid dream or a one-night-stand 
for Skinner. 

Skinner saw the stress on Mulder's face and  tried to assure the 
younger man.

"I don't want to hurt you, Mulder, so if you can't take it, I'll 
stop. We can try it again the next time."

Mulder's heart missed a beat. *The next time. Yesss!* He silently 
thanked a god he didn't believe in. 

"No, no. I want this. Please, go on."

Skinner smiled and kissed him on the mouth. He withdrew his hand 
from the younger man's ass and put more lube on his fingers. His 
left hand enclosed Mulder's engorged shaft and slowly moved up and 
down.

"Okay,  take a deep breath and relax."

Mulder did as he was told while Skinner moved three fingers in. 
Walter immediately searched for the prostate and stroked it. The 
pain was outweighed by pleasure and any rational thought was banned 
from Mulder's brain. 

"Ohh, God," he panted heavily trying desperately to fill his 
starving lungs.

"Are you alright?" Skinner still was a bit concerned about his 
inexperienced lover.

"Oh, yes, please, I'm ready now, I want you, Walter, do it."

Skinner reached for a condom ripping the package open with his 
teeth. He rolled it over his aching cock squeezing a bit to 
release some of his own pressure. Then he took the bottle of lube 
and squeezed a large amount on his cock. He threw away the bottle 
and smeared the gel all around. His other hand still stroked 
Mulder's prostate leaving the younger man writhing on the bed.

"Okay, Mulder. I'm going in now. Once again take a deep breath and 
relax."

He removed his hand from the younger man's ass and positioned the 
tip of his cock at the opening. He lifted Mulder's legs onto his 
shoulders and gently pushed in until the head was surrounded by the 
strong muscle. He groaned and closed his eyes for a moment, the 
sensation almost made him ram deep into the man below him, 
forgetting his intentions of going slowly.

Walter took a deep breath and slowly began to move in and out going 
deeper with every thrust. Mulder groaned and reached for his cock. 
Skinner softly slapped his hands away and closed his own hand around 
it.

"Let me do that. Just lie back and feel."

"Oh Jesus, Walter, it's incredible."

Skinner smiled and thrust in once more burying himself to the hilt. 
His grip on Mulder's cock tightened and he let his thumb circle the 
tip lubing it with Mulder's pre-cum. When he started to move again, 
he pumped the younger man's cock in rhythm with his thrusts. Mulder 
moaned under him and gripped the sheets, head thrashing back and 
forth on the pillow. 

"Oh God... oh God, yes, Walter, faster."

Skinner obliged with pleasure and sped up matching the up and down 
movement of his hand with his thrusts. Mulder's breathing increased 
and he moaned and writhed under the sensations reverberating through
him. A few thrusts more and Walter knew Mulder was near the brink. 
He leaned down to take Mulder's mouth in a hard kiss. The hand 
squeezing his cock and Skinner's hard body pressing him into the 
mattress pushed Mulder over the precipice. He threw back his head, 
his face contorted with pain and pleasure, and screamed Skinner's 
name while his come shot over his chest and Walter's hand. 

Skinner released Mulder's cock and braced himself on his arms on 
both sides of Mulder's head. He felt he  was near and once again 
sped up the tempo, now thrusting frantically into Mulder's body. 
Sweat ran down his face and back and he panted with the effort. He 
was sure Mulder would be sore in the morning but he couldn't stop 
himself anymore. His brain was abandoned from all rational thoughts 
or concern. Two strokes later he threw back his head and shouted un-
intelligibly, filling the body beneath him with his fluids.

Mulder removed his legs from Walter's shoulders just in time before 
the older man couldn't hold himself up any longer and crashed down 
on him. Still panting from his own orgasm, he let his hands roam 
over the broad shoulders and firm muscles of Skinner's back wiping 
off the beads of sweat. Walter's chest rose heavily with every 
breath he tried to get into his starving lungs.

*Oh, God, you're really getting old, Walter. Come on, move your butt,
you're gonna crush him.*

Skinner tried to role off the younger man but Mulder hold him tight,
not wanting to lose the contact. He felt safe with Walter's body 
surrounding him. He knew they couldn't stay like that forever but 
for now he wanted to feel the closeness a little longer. Skinner's 
now flaccid cock was still inside him and he loved the feel of it.

A minute passed before Walter found himself able to brace on his 
arms. He looked down at Mulder, searching his eyes for any kind of 
reaction. Walter's heart had skipped a few beats until he saw Mulder 
smile, and now that very smile made his heart jolt. He smiled back 
at Mulder and kissed him thoroughly. Mulder laid his hands on both 
sides of Skinner's head and kissed him back, his tongue once again 
explored the older man's mouth. 

When they came up for air, Walter finally rolled off him and 
disposed the condom in the trash can near his bedside table. He 
turned back to Mulder, looking at the young man who mysteriously 
had found his way into his bed. Walter still couldn't quite 
understand how it had happened, how his fantasies had finally 
come true. Why tonight? He knew Mulder had been exhausted both 
physically and mentally. 

*That's why you brought him here in the first place, Walter, wasn't 
it? He needed to get some rest. And look what you have done? He 
sure as hell didn't get the rest, did he? Well done, Walter, really.*

He sighed and hoped he hadn't made a big mistake. He didn't know 
what this had been for Mulder. Was it just a way to forget for a 
little while? Or was there more? He knew it had been more for him. 
He'd been attracted to Mulder for some time now, but never thought 
about acting on his fantasies. After all, Mulder was his subordinate 
and, moreover, Walter hadn't known if Mulder was bisexual. Now that 
he knew for sure, he didn't know how to react. 

Mulder had closed his eyes after Skinner had rolled off him and now 
opened them to look at the man beside him. He wanted to curl around 
Skinner to feel safe again. And he needed to be assured about what 
had just happened. He knew Skinner had been willing to just do some 
blow jobs tonight and try the rest another time. But now that he'd 
gotten what he had wanted, did he still want to have a next time?

*Oh God, it felt so fucking good.*

He looked into Skinner's eyes and saw the same questions and 
insecurity in them. He reached out for the older man and cupped his 
chin, trailing a thumb over the swollen lips. Walter closed his eyes 
and kissed the thumb. He laid a hand on Mulder's chest and started 
stroking the fine hair and the tiny nipples. He was totally 
exhausted after their little exercise but he didn't want to sleep 
because he feared Mulder would be gone when he woke up. He opened 
his eyes again and propped up on his elbow, hand still on the other 
man's chest.

"I could use a shower now. Would you care to join me?"

"Sounds great. 
 
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