by Peach
There are times when I feel like I'm in some weird alternate universe trapped in
the middle of an I Love Lucy style sitcom for gay men. I say this because Lucy
never went through more manipulations with Ricky than I did with Alex to get him
to the club for the party.
I hauled out the jeans that I had tried to throw away until the night he had me
wear them to the Cross Bar for a game. After that night I wore them whenever I
wanted to try and get my way. There is something about me bare foot, shirtless,
with one of my balls hanging out that makes the man forget everything else.
Hey, I have absolutely no conscience when it comes to using my body with him.
Why should I? What we do together pleases us both. Besides doesn't everyone use
sex to try and get what he or she wants?
It was Saturday but he was working on something that had to be finished by
Monday. I put on the jeans leaving the top button open for good measure and took
the cleaning supplies into his office. Going straight to the window that was to
the side of his desk, I began cleaning the glass carefully. I knew when he
glanced up but kept right on rubbing the window.
"What are you after, Walter?"
I put on my most innocent look before turning around. "What? I'm just cleaning
the windows. Wanted to get them all done at once. Then I'll do the outside."
"You aren't going out of the house looking like that." He leaned sideways and
looked out the window. "As a matter of fact, get away from the window. Mr.
Morgan is staring at you. I knew that man had been watching you."
"Alex, don't be silly. Mr. Morgan is married."
"Yeah, well, so were you, once. Besides, Mrs. Morgan would probably help him
seduce you. Now get away from the window."
His voice had gone all dom and possessive and I smiled inside.
"But, Alex…."
He was up, across the room, his hand on my arm. I watched as he looked past me,
scowling at the neighbor, then his mouth was on mine, his hand slipping down to
cup my ass to pull me in close to him. I opened for his kiss, loving the way his
hand felt on my ass. Knowing he was making a statement to the neighbor. Not that
he needed to. My ass knows who makes it happy and isn't going anywhere else.
After he kissed me, he turned me and, swatting my ass, growled at me to get
downstairs. I smiled all the way to the basement. He strapped me down on the
table, stuck a buttplug up me and started up the stairs.
"Alex!"
"I told you I have to work today. Now you just lay there all nice and comfy and
I'll be back later. Then you can tell me what you are after."
"Alex, please." I tried to whine like Mulder but he just shook his head at me
and left.
I guess I was tired because I drifted off to sleep. I woke up later when he
pulled the plug out and replaced it with something much more interesting. When
he had me good and hot, he pulled out of me.
"Alexxxxxxx."
"What are you after, Walter. Tell me and I'll finish, otherwise I have things to
do upstairs."
I looked at him, knowing he was quite capable of carrying out his threat. My
cock was screaming for release and that always makes me stupid. All these years
together and I still turn into a horny teenager when he touches me. I'll never
get enough of him.
"I want you to go with me to this charity party. I don't want to go alone. I
want to show off my lover."
"Walter, I told you I don't want to be in a room full of FBI suits."
As he spoke he moved back close to me and I felt his cock slide back inside me.
I moaned and gave up for the time being. My little head taking over temporarily.
That's not to say I gave up on the idea. I had a month to get him to change his
mind.
What finally made him decide to go was a conversation I had with Mulder.
"Mulder asked if you were coming with me to the party."
"And was he pleased with your answer?"
"Well, he did say that since you wouldn't be there, maybe we could spend some
time getting to know each other better. Have a few drinks. He's planning on
getting a room at the club in case he parties too hard and can't drive home."
Jackpot! I watched as his eyes darkened and knew I wouldn't be going alone. I've
told him many times that Mulder is not a threat to our relationship but he still
doesn't believe that. Yeah, Mulder is pretty and his mouth would probably look
good stretched around a cock. But not mine.
"Is this affair formal?"
"Yes."
"Well, then you'd better make sure our tuxes are ready."
"Yes, Sir."
The night of the party arrived and we dressed carefully. I smiled as I tied his
tie for him.
"What?"
"Just thinking how handsome you look in a tux."
"You know I'm going to be dragging you out of there just as soon as it's PC. I
really don't want to go to this thing. Did you tell Mulder that I was coming
after all?"
"Yes. He'll be there with Scully so there's no reason for us to even talk to
them. We'll eat with the Director and his wife and make polite noises about the
items that are up for bids. I'm sure the Director won't expect us to stay for
the dancing."
"Why not? Aren't gays allowed to dance? You told me that since you came out,
others have as well. Don't you think they'll be there?"
"Maybe, but I didn't think you would want to stay that long. Besides we couldn't
dance there the way we normally do."
Walter leered at his lover, thinking about the last time they had danced
together connected by more than just their arms.
"I'm sure there will be a few people there who wouldn't mind seeing you naked
but I don't intend to share that with them. We'll dance. I'm sure you can
remember how to do it clothed."
The ballroom of the country club was already crowded when we got there. The
Director waved and I crossed the room to his table. He introduced Alex to his
wife as my life partner, a term that sounds just way too PC. But I was pleased
that he was acknowledging Alex that way.
Alex smiled his best smile and shook hands with the director, complimented the
Mrs. on her dress. Then he asked what I would like to drink and excused himself
to go to the bar.
"Walter, why don't you sit next to my wife and Alex can sit on the other side of
you. I'll seat Kersh and his wife on the other side of me. Then Jana and her
date can sit next to Alex."
I wasn't real pleased that we would be sharing a table with Kersh but watching
his reaction to Alex would be entertaining. I mean he knew, but ignored casual
comments that I know he heard at meetings during breaks.
I was chatting when Alex got back with our drinks. He had opted for Lynchburg
Lemonade and brought me my favorite scotch. I knew that would be his only drink
of the night. He sat next to me and joined in the conversation. When the Kershes
arrived, the atmosphere at the table cooled considerably.
I noticed that Mulder and Scully were watching from their table as the
introductions were made. Once more the Director introduced Alex as my life
partner. That got a grimace from Kersh. His wife looked surprised but handled it
gracefully enough with a neutral 'How do you do?'
I guess Alex had been good long enough he leaned toward me asking if I was ready
for another drink then kissed my cheek before getting up to go get it. The
gauntlet was thrown now and I wondered if anyone would pick it up.
When he came back to the table, I thanked him with one of the smiles I keep just
for him. He smiled and sat quietly, just resting his hand on my thigh as
conversation continued. He was polite, answering direct questions during dinner
but offering nothing new to the conversations.
I figured the real test of the evening would come when Alex and I joined the
dancers later. After dinner we wandered over to look at the items up for bid. I
admired an antique Colt revolver. Was shocked but pleased when Alex outbid Kersh
to get it for me.
When the dancing began, he pulled me out onto the floor to strut our stuff. We
danced through several songs including a slow number when he pulled me close.
He rested his head on my shoulder after telling me it was my turn to lead. I
could feel him getting hard against me as we danced. It's very gratifying to
know that you do that to your lover when you've been together so long. When the
song ended he took my hand and pulled me off the floor.
We were near the French doors that led to a terrace which looked out over the
formal gardens of the club. The moon was full so the little lights that were
placed along the path weren't needed. He pulled me along rapidly looking for
some place we could steal a few moments alone. Finally spotting a gazebo off the
path, he led me there.
We moved to the far side so the gazebo itself would block us from view of anyone
on the path. He leaned back against the gazebo's side and grinned that 'come do
me' grin of his. I swooped in for a kiss as my hands moved to open his shirt.
I unbuttoned his shirt and lowered my head, taking a nipple in my mouth, sucking
hard to bring it erect. His soft moan encouraged me to continue. So I moved to
give the other one the same attention. His hand was on the back of my head,
caressing me as I continued my assault.
"Suck me, Walter." His voice a low growl.
I opened his pants, pushing the sides wide. I didn't pull them down because I
didn't want to be plucking splinters from his ass half the night. Not when I
could have him riding my ass. I went to my knees, looking up at him as I cupped
his balls in one hand.
His head was thrown back, teeth holding his bottom lip, his skin gleaming like
alabaster in the moonlight. His nipples two hard little nubs of color. I
covered the head of his cock, rubbing my tongue in the slit, enjoying the way
his hips jerked toward me.
I took him deep in my mouth, loving the feel and taste of him. With one hand, I
continued to roll his balls in their sac, slipping my fingers back to tease his
hole a few times. My other hand was busy teasing a nipple. Pulling and pinching
the way he likes.
I lost myself in the pleasure of knowing I was pleasing him. His hand moved to
caress my head once more. His breathing hitching up told me he was near. I
opened my eyes to look up at him, to watch him come and saw Mulder and Scully
standing in the gazebo behind where Alex was leaning.
The moonlight was bright enough I could see the flush on Scully's face. I didn't
need to see Mulder's crotch to know he was hard. I hesitated just a fraction of
a second and Alex's eyes opened. I swirled my tongue around the head the way I
know he loves, his head dropped back, eyes closing.
I sucked hard, taking him in deep. Felt his balls tightening in my hand. His
come began to flow into my mouth and I swallowed. When I knew he was almost
through, I pulled back so they would see the last little spurt cover my tongue.
Holding his cock around the base, I sucked on just the tip, making sure I got
every drop.
As I climbed slowly to my feet, the two voyeurs re-acquired the power of motion
and backed away from us. Then they turned and hurried away. I smiled as I began
redressing my lover. After all, we had to go back through the ballroom to pick
up the gun he had purchased for me.
"Think they enjoyed the show?"
"You knew they were there?"
"I knew they would follow us. Or that Mulder would at least. He'll be picturing
you sucking me as he fucks her later. That was a nice little touch there at the
end."
"What do you mean?" I tried for innocence but his face told me he didn't buy it.
"You know I'm talking about the come shot. You're a very wicked slave. I may
have to beat you when we get home."
"Promises, promises."
lex is the most stubborn man on earth. I came home with the news that there was
to be an FBI charity event and the Director told me he expected me to attend. He
immediately said he wouldn't go but he understood that I had to.
