Monopoly
"We can't play right now; I'm too tired," Mulder sighed
in a tone of long suffering.
"I'll bet I could fix that." The bratty tone was
suddenly replaced by pure seduction, accompanied by a
flash of bright green through lush lashes.
Mulder stared in sheer frustration, wondering how Alex
could switch gears so quickly. He also wondered how the
man could possibly have so much energy after the
explosive climaxes they'd just had. "Alex, you can't
possibly want to play any more. I love you, but you're
killing me."
Alex grinned at Mulder, dropping a quick kiss on one of
the eagle's heads on Mulder's hip. Seeing the look of
dismay on his lover's face, he couldn't restrain his
laughter any more. "Oh, Foxy, you are so easy! I
meant an actual game. You know, chess or something?"
"You think I'm dumb enough to play chess against a
Russian? I don't think so."
Alex chuckled but didn't deny his knowledge of the
game. "That was just an example, Fox. We could play
checkers or Trivial Pursuit...Uh, maybe not Trivial
Pursuit," he backtracked, suddenly remembering that
nothing was discarded as trivial by an eidetic memory.
"You must have some games around here. Everyone has
games."
Mulder sighed again. "I have Monopoly."
"Perfect. Let's grab a shower, get dressed and play. I
want to do something completely normal for a change."
Mulder heard the wistful undertone in that last remark
and agreed.
After a long shower that was as much play and loving
touches as clean up, they dressed in jeans and
sweaters, made some popcorn and settled down in the
living room around the Monopoly board. Soon enough the
properties had all been purchased, and Mulder and Alex
started building houses and hotels, both determined to
win the game. The advantage swung back and forth with
Alex having a slight edge.
"Let's make this more interesting," Mulder suddenly
said.
Alex regarded him suspiciously. "What did you have in
mind?"
"We've built up the properties as far as possible
anyway, so let's put aside the money. Instead, the
landlord gets to choose what he wants for rent when the
other person lands on one of his properties."
Alex looked cautiously interested. "So how do we
differentiate between high and low rent properties?"
Mulder grinned. "We'll have to rely on each other's
honor."
Alex snorted. "You're on."
The first time Mulder landed on Baltic Avenue, Alex
made him lick his fingers, which had gotten greasy from
the popcorn, clean. Mulder sucked the shiny fingers
into his mouth, carefully licking every inch, making
sure not to miss a spot.
Then it was Alex's turn, and he landed on a railroad.
Since Mulder had all four of them, he thought he could
up the ante. "Take your shirt off, and play with your
nipples. I want you to make them erect."
Staring at Mulder, Alex pulled off his sweater and t-
shirt and leaned back against the chair behind him. His
fingers were still damp from Mulder's sucking so he
rubbed them around the puckering flesh, drawing ever
smaller circles until he reached the centers, pinching
the hardened buds and moaning with pleasure at the
sensation. Mulder's breath quickened as he watched Alex
pleasuring himself. When Alex arched his back and
groaned, Mulder groaned aloud. "Okay, that's enough. My
turn now."
Alex reluctantly lowered his hands, letting Mulder roll
the dice for his own turn. When Mulder landed on one of
his properties and looked at him expectantly, he
couldn't decide right away what he wanted. Remembering
how Mulder had licked his lips while watching him a
moment ago gave him an idea. "I want you to suck on my
nipples."
Before Alex could blink, Mulder was on him, his mouth
voraciously attacking the erect pebbles of flesh, his
teeth scraping over them. He reached for one with one
hand, but Alex stopped him. "I said to suck them, Foxy.
No hands allowed." Mulder attacked Alex's chest with a
vengeance then, in constant motion, licking, chewing,
flicking with his tongue, nibbling, lapping, driving
Alex crazy until the younger man was arching off the
floor, rubbing against Mulder.
Mulder pulled away with a gentle kiss on the reddened
flesh. "Your turn, love," he smirked.
Alex thought about shooting him, something that seemed
to happen often, but decided against it. The momentary
satisfaction wasn't worth the loss of Fox in his bed,
and the shower, and on the kitchen counter, and the
dining room table. His jeans were suddenly way too
tight.
Mulder pouted when Alex's turn landed him on one of his
own properties, not giving Mulder the chance to claim
rent.
Then Mulder landed on Marvin Gardens, which belonged to
Alex, and Alex's whole face lit up. "Take your jeans
off and pet yourself, Foxy. I want to watch you
pleasure yourself, but don't you dare come."
Fox whimpered but obeyed, shimmying out of his jeans,
which left him naked from the waist down. Alex admired
the Russian eagle on his hip again, still amazed that
Fox had done that for him. Fox leaned back against the
couch, spreading his legs as he slowly stroked his
belly, tugging gently on the sparse hairs. He ran his
hands over his thighs, rubbing his thumbs over his
pelvic bone, letting them come to rest alongside his
erection. He raised one hand to his mouth, licking it
to make it wet, then bringing it down to his waiting
cock. He began to pump it slowly while his other hand
slid up under his sweater to tease his nipples, then
came back down to delve in the bowl of popcorn. When it
reappeared, it was glistening from the coating of
melted butter, and he reached between his legs,
fingering his ass.
Alex held his breath, leaning forward as Fox slowly
worked that finger inside himself, pushing it in and
out as he jerked his cock. Only when he knew that he
couldn't stand another second did he stop, holding his
hands out to Alex to lick.
Alex licked and sucked both hands clean, staring into
Fox's eyes. "Your turn now, Alex."
Alex landed on his own property again, but he rolled
doubles so had to go again. And then again. And then
directly to jail. Mulder grinned. Alex knew he didn't
want to miss a chance to collect rent from Fox; he
wanted out immediately. Since he didn't have a get out
of jail free card, Fox got to decide the price of his
freedom.
"Suck me."
Alex thought that was more of a reward than a
punishment, but he had no intention of arguing. He
crawled around the table, settling on his knees between
Fox's wide-spread legs. Alex started at Mulder's knees,
licking and nibbling them alternately, slowly working
his way up the tense thighs, occasionally biting down
on the quivering flesh.
Mulder was sprawled back on the couch, watching Alex
from heavy-lidded eyes. Each movement of that pink
tongue on his legs wound the tension in his belly a
little tighter.
Alex lapped at the sensitive crease where thigh met
groin, enjoying the sounds of Fox's pleasure. He
pressed his aching erection against Mulder's leg for
the barest second, not needing to hear Mulder's growl
to know that he wasn't allowed that touch right now.
He delved between Mulder's legs, pressing his nose
against his lover to pull his scent deep into his
lungs. His tongue flicked out to lap at Mulder's balls,
wetting the sac thoroughly before sucking it into his
mouth. Mulder's entire body stiffened, and he arched
off the couch, thrusting yearningly toward Alex. But
Alex was enjoying his new toy, and he continued to roll
Fox's balls on his tongue to the tune of the other
man's whimpers and moans. Finally, when Fox was whining
desperately, Alex took his cock into his mouth,
tonguing the small slit while he sucked on the head.
Mulder quivered against him, nearly screaming when he
sank down, taking Mulder's whole length. Fox fucked his
mouth for only a few strokes before wailing his name
and pushing him away with shaking hands.
Alex licked his lips, enjoying the flavor of Mulder,
staring into Mulder's eyes. "Still trying to win this
game, Foxy? You know you can't keep from coming
forever."
Mulder snorted. "No, not forever. Just long enough for
you to come first. Let's face it, love, you're not big
on self control. Which I happen to love about you," he
hastened to add, not wanting Alex to change.
Alex just grunted, pushing the dice toward Mulder. He
decided to stay where he was, sitting at Mulder's feet,
pressed up against one leg. "Just roll the dice,
Mulder."
Mulder did, and Alex let out a victory yell when he saw
where Fox landed. "Boardwalk! With a hotel! Yes!! Foxy
my love, your ass is mine!" He laughed at Mulder's
pout. "Okay, Fox, take the rest of your clothes off,
get down on the floor on your knees, and lean over the
table." While he was issuing orders, Alex had his hand
in the bowl of popcorn, coating his hand with the
butter. He slid two buttery fingers inside Fox to
lubricate him, gasping with pleasure when Mulder pushed
back onto the digits, emitting a series of needy
whines. Alex pulled his fingers back out and unfastened
his jeans, freeing his rigid cock. He coated it with
more of the butter, then pressed against Mulder, slowly
sliding inside with a series of short thrusts that
gained him an inch at a time. Mulder was writhing under
him, desperately trying to force him to speed his pace,
but Alex's hand in the small of his back prevented him
from pushing back onto Alex. Finally, Alex was as deep
as he could get, and he pulled back almost all the way,
only to repeat his slow stroke in. Fox was begging by
now, and Alex finally gave him what he wanted, plunging
in hard and fast, striking his prostate each time.
Then, embedded to the root, he stopped.
"My turn, I think," he breathed in Fox's ear.
Mulder couldn't believe that Alex was actually going to
continue the damned game, but the rat bastard picked up
the dice, pressing hard into him when he reached for
them. When the white haze of pleasure shocks cleared
from Mulder's eyes, Alex was patiently waiting to hear
what he had to give Fox for landing on his railroad.
Mulder desperately wanted to tell him to fuck him, the
sensation of Alex's motionless cock deep inside him
driving him crazy, but he knew he would come if Alex
did. He suddenly remembered something from the last
time they'd played in the living room, and he reached
under the couch, careful not to separate from Alex. He
crowed with victory when he found what he was looking
for and pulled out a dildo, holding it in front of
Alex's wide eyes.
It was Mulder's turn again to reach into the popcorn
bowl, sparing a brief second to be grateful that Alex
liked so much butter on his popcorn, and he slicked the
dildo with the butter before handing it to Alex. "Fuck
yourself with it, Alex."
A faint whimper escaped Alex. He pushed his jeans down
below his ass and reached behind himself, positioning
the glistening, oily dildo at his entrance. Mulder
twisted around, trying to see over his shoulder, but he
couldn't find an angle. Still, he could feel the
thing going into Alex by his twitches as it stretched
him. Alex's cock was practically vibrating inside him,
and he thought it was the most incredible thing he'd
ever felt.
Alex slowly worked the dildo in and out of his ass,
moaning at the feeling. He only wished it could be
Mulder's cock, but that could come later. He varied his
strokes, long and short, fast and slow, never settling
into a rhythm that would let him come. He managed to
synchronize the movement of his hips with it, pushing
into Mulder when he pulled it out, keeping Mulder as
insane with lust as he was. He could tell how far gone
Mulder was by the fact that he didn't tell him to stop
moving, even though that wasn't part of his payment.
But then Mulder did stop him.
"That's enough, Alex," Fox panted, his hips still
jerking against Alex. "Just make sure that thing's deep
inside you. I want it to stay there for a while."
"It is," Alex whispered, so close to coming he didn't
know how he was speaking sensibly.
Fox reached for the dice, squeezing Alex's cock inside
him when he did. He rolled the dice, both men groaning
with disappointment when he landed on one of his own
properties. Then it was Alex's turn again, and he
landed on the Go to Jail square.
Mulder laughed, the vibrations doing interesting things
to them. "You know what happens to pretty boys like you
in prison, don't you, Alex?" He reared up, pushing Alex
back and jerking forward at the same time, pulling off
of Alex's cock. He ignored Alex's groan of
disappointment, spinning around to push Alex flat on
the floor. He grabbed the younger man's legs, pulling
them over his shoulders to expose his ass. He pulled
the dildo out of Alex, immediately replacing it with
his cock. Alex yelled with pleasure, his fingers
scrabbling uselessly at the floor.
Mulder pounded into Alex, slamming him against the
floor with every thrust, no thought left but making
them both come. He fucked Alex like an animal, no
gentleness, only the pleasure mattering at that moment.
And Alex responded in kind, matching Mulder's every
thrust and begging for more. They clawed at each other,
mouths devouring one another, bodies trying desperately
to merge.
Mulder came first, deep inside Alex, howling his name
as he filled his belly with spurt after spurt of his
come, jerking against him one last time. Alex's eyes
shot open at Mulder's howl, and the sight of Fox with
his face twisted into a mask of pleasure pushed him
over the edge. He came moments later, his semen
exploding over both their bellies, the pleasure so
intense he thought he might die.
Mulder collapsed on top of Alex, trying to catch his
breath. When he noticed that Alex was pretty much
folded in half, he rolled off of him, sprawling flat on
the floor beside him. Alex rolled over to settle
against Fox's side, an arm flung over his chest. When
he stopped panting, he reached for Mulder's mouth,
licking at his lips which opened eagerly to him. They
shared a tender kiss, enjoying this time of just being
together, lying in each other's arms.
But Alex being Alex couldn't stay quiet for long. "I
won, you know."
Mulder sighed. "All right, fine, you won. Although I
wouldn't mind losing like that every day," he grinned.
Alex snickered. "So what do you want to play now?"
Challenges of Everyday Life XII
by Orithain
"I wanna play." The whine was grating on Mulder's
nerves like only that of a bratty child can.
