by Peach
This Saturday I had arranged a surprise for my lovers.
A few weeks earlier Alex had found me downloading oldies from Napster.
He had grinned at me as he'd bent to kiss me.
"So, old man, reliving the past?"
They both teased me about my taste in music. But they had nagged me
into teaching them the dances I had learned in high school. Dancing is
one of our favorite ways to spend time together. I love watching the
two of them cutting lose, sweating, yelling the words with the CDs as
they grind together and apart.
"I seen to remember this old man making you beg last night and again
this morning," I growled at him as I pulled him into my lap.
"Well, that's a pretty normal happening in this house. Only an old
man would torture his beautiful love slave the way you do me."
He nuzzled my neck as I tried to scowl at him. Of course, that didn't
work. They both know how to distract me, even when I'm really pissed.
Not that I get really pissed very often anymore. I have two beautiful
lovers who bring me more happiness than I ever dreamed of having.
I grabbed a handful of his hair and pulled his head back so I could
bite his neck. He moaned and my dick got hard. I can't be an old man.
Old men don't get hard this often. But then other old men don't have
Alex Krycek and Fox Mulder as their lovers.
I raised my head and smiled at the dazed look on his face. "Ready to
beg some more, slave?"
He smiled at me then turned his head to yell, "Fox, he's getting
frisky again. You'd better come help me."
The only reply was the sound of Fox's bare feet on the hardwood floors
as he ran from his office. He slid to a stop in the doorway, grinning
at the two of us. Looking at his watch and shaking his head.
"Fuck, Alex, I didn't think you could pull it off."
"Pull what off?"
"He bet me he could get you going in less than two minutes. A man your
age should be able to practice restraint, Walter."
"Fuck you, both!"
"That's what we were hoping for, Bull."
I pushed Alex off my lap as Fox turned to run. I chased him up the
stairs, I got to the bedroom in time to have his shorts hit me in the
face as he dived onto the bed. Alex, who was bringing up the rear,
plowed into my back, sending me toppling onto the bed as well. Then
Alex jumped on top of me.
"Ok! Ok! I surrender! You two can have your wicked way with me. Damn,
a man can't even have a lazy afternoon at his computer without being
ravished by his lovers."
"Fox, maybe we should take pity on him and let the old man get some
rest. I mean, we could just do each other. What do you think?"
"Well, we really don't want to tax his strength. After all, he is...."
Whatever was going to come out next was swallowed as I yanked him down
and stuck my tongue down his throat. Alex's mouth latched onto my
nipple and I groaned into the kiss with Fox. After that, all hell
broke loose. They got me naked by simply, literally, ripping the
clothes off my back. Those boys have no respect for my clothing
budget.
Before I left to do the shopping I loaded the CD player for them and
cranked it up. The first three CDs were music I knew they liked. The
third was a CD I had made for them. At the beginning was a brief
message from me.
A few weeks ago, Alex interrupted me at my computer so the two of
you could drag the old man back to bed. I decide to make this for you
then. These are songs from my past. They make me think of one or both
of you. I think you'll know which are which.
I had planned it carefully so that the CD would be about half way
through when I got back. I pulled into the garage hearing the music as
soon as I cut the engine. It was so loud I knew they wouldn't hear me
coming in. I pulled out the stuff that needed to go in the freezer and
fridge. Stopped in the kitchen just long enough to put those things
away and headed toward the living room.
I stood in the doorway, taking in the scene in front of me. The coffee
table was sitting on the sofa. My chair had been pushed out into the
entryway. My beautiful lovers were bumping and grinding against each
other. No singing since they didn't know the words. Alex was pushing
his sweet ass back into Fox's crotch, Fox's hands holding onto those
hips as he ground into our lover.
Alex sensed that they weren't alone. His eyes opened and he looked at
me. He nudged Fox's chin where it rested against his cheek and hazel
eyes opened to look at me as well. Alex snaked out of Fox's hands
toward me crooking his finger in a 'come here' gesture.
I danced toward him. Once I was close enough to touch, I grabbed his
hips, pulling him into me. Slotting our cocks together. Fox had danced
his way around us and his hands gripped my hips, nesting his cock
between my cheeks. The three of us moved as one. The music flowing
over and through us. I closed my eyes and remembered the credits for
Dirty Dancing. All those kids rubbing against each other as they
danced. Did they feel as good as I was feeling?
I doubt it.
The song ended and, before the next one could start, Alex smiled at
me, "That one was for me. Right?"
"Yes, Alexei. The next one is for Fox."
"Then we should change places."
The two of them changed places without ever losing contact with me. We
continued dancing. As the next to the last song was about to start
they switched places once more and I pulled Alex close to sing to him.
Mick's voice rang out and I joined him.
Please allow me to introduce myself
Pleased to meet you, hope you guess my name
I stuck around St Petersburg
Pleased to meet you, hope you guess my name
I watched with glee while your kings and queens
Pleased to meet you, hope you guess my name
Just as every cop is a criminal
Pleased to meet you, hope you guess my name
Fox was vibrating against me as he tried not to laugh and Alex was
looking at me in shock until the last verse. When I sang 'all the
sinners saints' I kissed him and when I pulled back, his eyes showed
that he understood. Because, after all, isn't every man a devil in his
own way?
As the last song began I pulled them so we were holding each other in
a three-way hug. No words needed when the song ended. By mutual
consent we headed up to our bedroom.
The song list:
Maybe I'm Amazed Paul McCarthy
NOTE: For those of you who watch "Queer as Folk", I just want you to
know that the last song listed was picked for this story back in May
BEFORE the QAF prom episode.
t was my turn to do the shopping. Alex, as the best cook of the three
of us, kept a running shopping list. On Saturdays, Fox or I would do
the shopping and run the other errands. Our little triad had worked
things out to take advantage of our strengths. It was the habit of the
two staying home to crank up the stereo and clean house.
I'm a man of wealth and taste
I've been around for many a long, long year
I've stolen many a man's soul and faith
I was around when Jesus Christ had His moments of doubt and pain
I made damn sure that Pilate washed his hands and sealed his fate
But what's puzzling you is the nature of my game
When I saw it was time for a change
I killed the Tzar and his ministers
Anastasia screamed in vain
I rode a tank, held a general's rank
When the blitzkrieg raged and the bodies stank
But what's puzzling you is the nature of my game
Fought for ten decades for the gods they made
I shouted out, "Who killed the Kennedys?"
When after all it was you and me
So let me please introduce myself
I'm a man of wealth and taste
And I lay traps for troubadours
Who get killed before they reach
Bombay
But what's puzzling you is the nature of my game
and all the sinners, Saints
As heads is tails, just call me Lucifer
'Cause I'm in need of some restraint
So if you meet me, have some courtesy
Have some sympathy and some taste
Use all your well-learned politesse
Or I'll lay your soul to waste
But what's puzzling you is the nature of my game
Run for Your Life The Beatles
Stand by Me Ben E King
You are the Sunshine of my Life Stevie Wonder
Nowhere to Run Martha Reeves
Angel of the Morning Juice Newton
All You Need is Love The Beatles
Sympathy for the Devil The Rolling Stones
Save the Last Dance for Me The Drifters
