Archive: Yes, if my name is attached.
Series/Sequel:  This is part VII of an ongoing series (that may never end)
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Spoilers:  Let's just say the whole series & even the movie to make it easier.  Set after the movie.
Disclaimer/Warnings:  M/M sex ahead!  If you don't like slash why the hell are you reading this?  Mulder, Krycek, Scully and whoever else is mentioned in here do not belong to me they belong to Chris Carter, Fox and 1013 Productions - if I owned them I would be rich - and would have much more fun with them.  No harm is intended to anyone else mentioned in this story.  Suing me would be useless, my personal net worth is about 5 bucks Canadian.

Summary:  Angst, then the beach for some fun.

This is my universe and in it Krycek has BOTH arms - if you can't deal with that then too bad.  Seeing as though Chris Carter is taking so long with Season Six I am once again jumping ahead and making up my own rules.

Thanks, as always, to Aries (I bow to the Torture Queen) for beta and everything.  All remaining mistakes are my own.

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A presence.  Tongue sliding over moist lips.  Tender kisses down the jugular.  Nibbling on an earlobe.  Tongue running up his neck.  Soft lips pressed against his own.  Then gone.

8:22 a.m.

Mulder sighed in his sleep and rolled over on his side.  The sun was coming in his living room window slowly waking him with it's warmth.  He was sleeping on the couch after a night of bad movies and too much popcorn.  Alone.  He couldn't use the bed anymore, it seemed so empty.

He hadn't seen or heard from Alex in weeks.  He had a sinking feeling that his lover was gone for good.  At the beginning he was sad and frustrated.  Then he was angry.  Now he was depressed.  The Psychologist in him knew it was the grieving process and he tried to push the feelings away.  He couldn't.  He was human after all.

Scully tried to find out what was wrong but eventually gave up.  One day she tried to humor him, even threatening to volunteer them for the *Partner's Retreat* this year.  She expected (and hoped for) a sarcastic remark, but instead he said nothing.  She was used to him being temperamental but this was going too far.  Noticing the pained look in her eyes that only he could see, she left for the day.  As the door closed behind her, he put his head in his hands and let out a large groan.  He couldn't talk to anyone about this, let alone Scully.

They went to Orlando for a few days on a case and he didn't even try to sneak off to Disneyworld to ride Space Mountain 15 or 20 times between seeing Alien Encounter.  Did his work, went back to the hotel room, did more work before getting a few hours sleep.

He tried to keep it together but his moodiness had led to a big blow out with Scully at the end of last week.  He screamed at her for some stupid detail, he couldn't remember what it was, paperclips, the sharpness of his pencil.  Her patience was worn thin from two weeks of Fox Mulder's moodiness and she snapped.  She shouted at him to *leave me the fuck alone, it's not my fault, whatever the hell is up your ass these days*  He shouted something stupid back.  Then she spat *I hate you* before storming out of the office.  Later, he drunkenly begged her forgiveness at her door in the middle of the night.  An occurrence he didn't want to make a habit of.

He was lonely.  He went to work, went to the pool or the gym, anything to keep from going home to the empty apartment.  Being alone never bothered him before.  When he was at home, he brooded until he had to go to work again.  Flipping around the channels until they blurred.

He made a decision, yesterday, to get a grip and lighten up.  Alex was gone and he was just going to have to face it.  He knew he was going to have to snap out of this mood soon because it was affecting his work.  He thought about talking to someone but he couldn't go traipsing into the counseling service the FBI provided for something like this.

"Hi, my name is Agent Fox Mulder, they call me *Spooky*, I work on the X-Files.  Anyway, I'm having a homosexual relationship with a former agent and partner who is now a spy for...for...who the hell knows.  And now he's gone and I feel lonely and depressed."

He'd have to deal with it alone.  *Psychologist heal thyself.*

He even went to a gay video store but the tapes he got just made him miss Alex more.  They were fun to watch but it just wasn't the same.

Saturday.  He opened his eyes.  A whole day of doing nothing but lie on the couch in his clothes and mope.  But first, he had to pee.  He sat up and felt something cool against his chest.  Looking down he saw a note safety-pinned to his shirt.  He pulled the note off and read it.

*Meet me at 10:00 a.m. back of A&P.  Let's go to the beach.  Dress to ride the bike.*

He smiled to himself.  "Alex," he whispered out loud.

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10:02 a.m.

The sound of the motorcycle was heard before he could see Alex come around the corner.  Mulder's stomach actually jumped at the sound.

Alex pulled up in front of Mulder.  Leather chaps covering blue jeans, leather jacket, black helmet.

God he looked good in leather.

He cut the engine and took off his helmet showing that ever present hint of stubble.  His eyes blazed green in the harsh sunlight.

"You're late."

"I'm early."

"By who's watch?"

"Mine.  Here," he threw Mulder a helmet.  "Put this on and let's get going, it's gonna be a scorcher."

"Which is why we're wearing leather and denim in the middle of a heat wave."

"A pair of jeans is cheaper than skin grafts."

"I've missed you."  Mulder reached out and ran his thumb over Alex's lower lip.

"I've missed you too.  Hop on, let's get out of here."

Mulder put on the helmet and flipped the tinted visor down.  He swung his leg over the bike as Alex started it.  Finding his foot rests, he leaned forward and wrapped his arms around the leather clad torso before him.  They pulled away from the back of the store, the vibrations between his legs masking the shivers that went up his spine.  He ached for Alex and knowing he was going to have to wait as long as it took to get wherever they were going to fulfill his lust didn't make it any easier.

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11:38 a.m.

They pulled into a cheap but clean motel off of the highway they just rejoined from the "shortcut" Alex took down a gravel road.  It was located on the edge of a little town.  He could smell the Ocean on the breeze.  Alex cut the engine to the bike and Mulder slowly got off.

"Fuck.  My ass feels like it's gonna fall off."  Mulder's hands went to caress his sore buttocks.

"You get used to it."

"You staying here?"

"Yeah.  For now.  I'm on vacation."

"I didn't know double agents got vacations."

"I prefer to call it freelance work."

Mulder rolled his eyes as he followed him to the door of the end room of the motel.

Alex unlocked the door and dragged Mulder inside by his arm.  He slammed him up against the wall, his mouth meeting the hungry one before him.

"I've missed you so much."  Alex threw off his jacket then Mulder's.  "I've thought of nothing else in the past three weeks except you and your magnificent ass."  He ripped Mulder's shirt over his head.

Mulder pulled Alex's white t-shirt off before frantically working on his jeans.  "I've missed you too."  He lunged forward, devouring Alex's nipples with his tongue before licking a trail back up to that sweet mouth.

Alex broke free and ran his tongue down Mulder's chest and belly to his jeans.  He undid the button then slid down the zipper.  Suddenly laughter rang out from his mouth.

"What?  Why are you laughing?  That's not very romantic you know."

"What the hell is this?"  Alex was pulling Mulder's jeans down, revealing his short-style swimsuit.

"You said we were going to the beach!"

"Where's the speedo?"

"I only wear that when I'm swimming...in the pool....working out."

"Aw shit."  He looked up at the hazel eyes meeting his, burning with desire.  "Well they're coming off anyway."  With that Alex removed Mulder's shoes, jeans and shorts.

He nipped at the thighs before him, nuzzling the weeping erection and the fuzzy sac underneath.

Mulder leaned his head back and moaned.  He missed him so much and he was so ready he wasn't sure how long he could hold on.  He almost came in his jeans a few times on the way here from anticipation.

Alex stood up and took the rest of his clothes off.

"I need you now, I can't wait."  Mulder leaned in and kissed him, feeling the stubble on his lips.

Alex moved them over to the bed where Mulder lay face down across it.  Alex reached over to his bag and got out the lube before proceeding to get Mulder ready.  He easily worked one finger in the opening, searching for that perfect spot.  When Mulder breathed in sharply and gave a little jump he knew he was at the right place.  He bent over his lover and whispered in his ear.

"You like that?"

"Hmmmmm, yeah."  Mulder grabbed a pillow and propped his chin upon it.  Starting straight ahead he met Alex's eyes reflecting in the mirror on the other side of the bed.

"You ever watch yourself come?"

"A few times."

"It's great."

Alex had already worked a second finger into Mulder's ass.  Mulder sighed as he felt the opening stretch bigger and bigger.  He watched as Alex moved his fingers in and out, watching his reaction in the mirror.

Finally Alex pulled his fingers out and lubed up his almost purple cock liberally.

Mulder closed his eyes.

"Hey lover, keep your eyes open."

Alex put an arm under Mulder and brought him up so he was on all fours.

Mulder watched as Alex knelt behind him, then thrust himself inside.  Sweat broke out all over his body as this hot throbbing entity entered him.

"Fuck you feel good."

"Baby you feel wonderful, so tight."

Alex licked his lips as he continued to look straight ahead at the mirror.  The sight of them joined like this was almost too much to bear.  He began to slowly move in and out of Mulder, noticing that his brow furrowed the slightest with each stroke.  He grabbed onto Mulder's hips, moving faster, he wasn't going to last long.

"Make me come Alex."

He leaned forward, grasping Mulder's cock in his hand.  It was slick with pre-cum and very hot.  He stroked the cock in time with his hips.

Their eyes locked on the scene in the room.  Alex behind Mulder, slamming into his buttocks, his arm around him, fisting his cock.  Within a minute both men were moaning.

"Oh Fox....fuck....Fox, I'm gonna....Hmmmmmm."  Alex closed his eyes for a second as the orgasm washed over his body, feeling the fluid travel from his balls out and into Mulder's ass.

Mulder was right behind him.

"Oh Alex.  Oh God....oh Alex!"  A grimace went over Mulder's face as he spilled himself into Alex's hand.  A look of peace came over his face and his eyes glazed over as the orgasm traveled through every nerve ending in his body.

They then collapsed on the bed, Alex still inside of him.

Alex watched himself kiss Mulder's neck and down.  Mulder reached up to greet his mouth and the tender kisses that came from it.

Their sweaty bodies were joined until Alex pulled out of Mulder a minute later and cleaned them up.

He rejoined his lover, putting his head on his chest, his legs over Mulder's, facing the mirror.  Mulder was so beautiful, that hard, muscular swimmer's body.  The angular jaw line with the days growth of stubble.  He sighed and held him tighter.

"You're a kinky little boy aren't you Alex?"

He shrugged, "I guess so."

"You like to watch yourself, you're into S&M.  Anything else I should know about?"

"Can't think of anything right now but when I do I'll tell you."

Mulder kissed the top of his head.  He seriously thought he would never hold this man in his arms again.  He squeezed him tightly to his chest.

"We should get going."  Alex said.

"Why?"

"I want to work on my tan."

"Uh huh.  You don't want to stay here and do this all afternoon?"

"There will be plenty of time for that later my friend."

"Promise?"

"Oh yes, indeed I do, lover."  He kissed him sweetly on the mouth before rolling out of bed.

"I like the sound of that."

Alex dressed in a pair of short-style swim trunks similar to Mulder's and a white tank top.  Mulder put on his shorts and a t-shirt.  Alex handed Mulder a towel.

"The beach is only a 10 minute walk from here - down the road."

Alex led him down the road to the beach.  A few cottages dotted the way.  It was hot for September, hardly any wind.  By the time they reached the beach the wind had picked up, bringing a cool breeze off the ocean.  Pure white sand dunes lined the perimeter of the beach, while closer to the water the sand was packed harder.  A group of kids and a few adults were lounging by the edge of where wet met dry.  The kids were screaming and chasing each other in the surf.  Save for those people no one else was on the beach.

"This is nice."

"It sure is.  I discovered this place a couple of years ago.  During the middle of summer it's packed full of kids but now it's just day trippers.  For some reason everyone thinks summer ends when August does."

"Doesn't it?"

"If it's warm, I say go to the beach."

They spread their towels on the sand and sat on them.  Alex and Mulder both removed their shirts.

After a minute, Mulder brought out a small tube of sunscreen and started applying it to himself.

"You want some of this?"

"No."

"Don't you care about skin cancer?"

"I prefer to live dangerously.

"Your funeral."

Mulder applied the sunscreen to most of his body before turning to Alex.

"Will you put some sunscreen on my back please."

"With pleasure.  Any other parts that need protection?"  Alex ran his hand over Mulder's crotch  "Are we going to be tanning nude today?"

"Behave."

"Why?"

"It's a public beach."

"You're too hung up on what people think.  Relax."

"Need I remind you who my employer is?"

"Yeah, yeah, whatever.  I say if it feels good, do it."  He started applying the sunscreen with long, slow strokes, digging his fingers into Mulder's back.  He paid special attention to the lower region near the waistband of his shorts.

"You keep doing that and I'm going to have to tie you to a tree again."

"Promise?"

"You're sure in a good mood today."

"I'm on vacation, what's not to be happy about?  Are you complaining?"

"No.  I'm actually quite content myself."

"Good."  Alex reached into his pocket and got out his cigarettes.

"Still smoking I see."

"No lectures please."

"I'm not lecturing you."

"Good 'cause I'm a big boy and I'll kill myself anyway I want to."

Mulder looked at him.  He couldn't see his eyes through the sunglasses.

"Are you going to tell me where the hell you've been the past three weeks?  Besides breaking into my apartment this morning?"

"Pretty sneaky hey?"  He took a drag on his cigarette.  "I've been around."

Mulder rolled his eyes behind his shades.  "Alex, work with me here.  What's been going on?"

Alex took another drag on his cigarette.  He looked out into the ocean and the kids playing at the edge of the surf.

"Well, I've been paying for my crime."

"What crime?"

"Destroying the surveillance equipment in that fire after I bugged your place.  The old man was none too happy."

Mulder took a deep breath.  "What did he do to you?"

Alex looked at Mulder, glad he couldn't see the self-disgust through his sunglasses.  "He didn't do anything *to* me..."  He hesitated, wondering if he should say anything at all.  "I'm on old fogey detail."

"What does that mean?"

"It means that I follow some old fuck around all day.  One of the old man's cronies.  If I get that boring and predictable in my old age I'm going to shoot myself!"

"Assuming you reach old age.  What does he do?"

"Goes for coffee for three hours and reads the paper.  Goes to the park and feeds the pigeons.  Goes home and sleeps.  I don't know what the smoking bastard thinks he's up to but it ain't much!"

"Maybe he just wants you out of the way for awhile."

"Yeah, that's probably it.  I followed that old fuck around for two weeks then he never called me for a few days so I came here."

"Your vacation."

"Yeah, something like that.  It's not like I punch a clock or anything.  My time is my own until..."  Alex drifted off again, watching a small child chase a beach ball.

"Until?"

"Until they call me again to bug your apartment."

"Ha ha."

"I shouldn't be saying any of this to you.  It could put you in jeopardy."

"Yeah, I could pump you for information about the old man's pigeons.  Were they regular pigeons or the white ones?  Come on Alex, we're in jeopardy already just being together.  Tell you what, I'm not going to worry until they send you to kill me."

"Don't joke about that."

They sat in silence for a few minutes.

"I have a new e-mail address by the way.

"Can I use it?"

"For now, I'll give it to you later."

Mulder lay down on his towel, soaking in the rays.  This was nice.  He was relaxed for the first time in weeks.  He was also happy that Alex was safe, and they were together, and that he was going to have sex, again, some time today, for the first time in almost a month.

"I have to confess, Alex, you've caused me a lot of grief the past three weeks."

"How?"

"By not..." he sighed, "...by being gone."

"It hasn't been a picnic for me either."

"I..."  Mulder tried to choose his words carefully.  "I was worried about you.  Among other things."

Alex rolled over on his stomach and propped his head on his elbows.

"I know.  It killed me not to call but...I couldn't....aw shit."  He breathed in sharply then out again.

"Remember when...when you first came to me and you said no strings?"

"Yeah?"

"It's not working is it?"

"I guess not."

"I can't be with you and not love you.  I'm miserable when you're not around.  I had a huge fight with Scully, she's ready to shoot me."

"She shot you once before, what's stopping her now?"

"Need I remind you that you were the reason *why* she shot me?"

"That's in the past.  What's important is that she *didn't* shoot you right?  What did you do to her?"

"I was being an asshole."

"Uh huh.  How?"

"By...look I was miserable and moody and...aw fuck, nevermind."

"Did you tell her *why* you were miserable and moody?"

"No."

"Are you *going* to tell her why you were miserable and moody?"

"No."

Alex and Mulder lay there for awhile, dropping the subject.  They chatted about nothing in particular after that.  Alex made sure that he and Mulder flipped over every so often to even out their tans.  The sound of the surf and the kids playing calming both men.

"Let's go for a walk."

"Where?"

"Down the beach."

Mulder groaned as he got up from laying still for so long.

T-shirts, towels and sneakers in hand they walked down the hard packed sand close to shore, the water lapping at their feet.  Cottages faced the water out to the ocean but soon, Mulder noticed, there were just sand dunes.  Alex started up a dune towards a grove of trees.

"Where are you going?"

Alex didn't answer.  Mulder followed him to the top of the dune.

"You can see really far up here."

Mulder caught up with him.  "Yeah, whatever, nice view."

Alex put his sunglasses on top of his head and took off Mulder's.

"I didn't bring you up here for the view."  He looked into those hazel eyes, he missed them so much the past few weeks.  Leaning in, he licked Mulder's lips bringing a shudder from him.

"Alex, we're....where are we?"

"There's no one around."  With that he kissed Mulder, wrapping his arms around him, feeling up and down his back.  He smelled of cocoa butter and sunshine.

"Come on."  He took Mulder's hand and led him over to the trees.  "This will be more private if you're so paranoid."

Mulder looked at Alex.  Broad daylight at the beach...hell yeah!

This time it was Mulder that lunged forward, covering Alex's lips with his own.  Their possessions dropped in the sand beside them.

Alex pushed Mulder back a bit so he was resting against a tree.  Trailing his lower lip down his chest, he kneeled down before him and pulled his shorts down and off.  Mulder was hard, as he knew he would be.  He licked the head sending chills up Mulder's spine.

"Oh god, Alex."

Alex had one purpose in mind and that was to suck Mulder off.  He stood for a second and discarded his own shorts before kneeling again.  He took Mulder's beautiful cock into his mouth.

Mulder leaned against the tree and threw his head back.  He loved this more than anything in the world.

Alex began sucking and licking Mulder with precise strokes, one hand cupping Mulder's balls, the other holding on to the base of his cock.  His tongue went around the head, licking and teasing underneath it and the opening.  It wasn't long before Mulder was breathing heavily.

"Alex....oh Alex...."

Alex moved his hand holding Mulder's balls to his own erection.  Stroking along with the rhythm he set with his mouth.

Mulder reached down and wove his fingers through Alex's short hair.  Mulder came quickly, unable to hold on after weeks of celibacy.

"Alex....I'm gonna......Alex!

Mulder's essence invaded his mouth, he greedily sucked it down and swallowed.  His hand still working on his own cock.

Mulder looked down at Alex and cupped his chin.  "Come here"

Alex stood up and released his own cock from his hand.  He placed both of them on Mulder's shoulders and kissed him deeply.  Suddenly Mulder's hand replaced where his was seconds ago.

Mulder began stroking Alex, running his thumb over the head and pressing on the spot underneath.  His mouth still covered the man's before him.  His tongue entered the moist cavern before it, teasing the other one there.  Suddenly Alex was moaning into his mouth.  He began to stroke faster, not letting him break away from the kiss.  A large moan came from Alex's mouth as he came into the fine sand at their feet.  Mulder finally released him.

"Fuck I've missed you."  He leaned and put his forehead on his chest, still breathing heavily.

Mulder wrapped his arms around Alex and held him for a moment, kissing the dark hair on the top of his head.  He then brought his face up to his, kissing him gently.

"You don't have any zip ties or duct tape with you do you?"

Mulder laughed.  "No but I could use some seaweed if you really wanted to get into it."

"Maybe later.  For now, let's go swimming."

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It was dark when they arrived back at the motel room, having spent the past three hours in a bar & grill down the road.

"I want to take a shower to wash all this sand off."

"I'm joining you."  Alex said.  He removed Mulder's shirt then slid his shorts down, letting them fall to his ankles where he kicked them away.

Mulder reached out to hold Alex.  "You're a hundred degrees."  He carefully took Alex's shirt off revealing the sunburn.  Mulder clicked his tongue, "you should have put on some sunscreen."  He put his hand to the hot, red skin.  "It's really hot."

"*I'm* really hot."

"You're going to be sore tomorrow."

"I don't care at this particular moment.  Come on, let's get in the shower."  Alex stripped off his shorts revealing a stark line between his sunburn and where the shorts had covered.  He also had quite a raging hard-on.

Mulder turned on the shower letting the water run cold.  "How cold can you stand it?"

"Cold.  A gulag in winter does not have hot water need I remind you."

"Please, don't remind me.  Hop in, see how that is."

Alex entered the tub.  "It's fine."

Mulder followed and closed the curtain around them.  Mulder picked up the soap while Alex moved in and started exploring his mouth with his tongue.

Alex grabbed the soap from Mulder and proceeded to wash him free of the sand and sunscreen.  Mulder watched him as the soap traveled down his chest, his abs, up his arms, down his legs.  Alex took extra time at his groin, sudsing and stroking Mulder into a rather impressive erection.  Then the soap dropped to the bottom of the tub.

Both men looked at each other and started laughing.

"You pick it up."

"No, you pick it up."

"I can't bend down."

"Why not?

"I'm too sore."

"I brought my trusty Aloe Vera gel with me.  I'll put some on you later."

"So now you're the boyscout?"

"Better believe it."

Mulder bent down and picked up the soap.  Kneeling in front of Alex he delicately ran it up and down his legs, Alex's erection grazing his forehead.  He ran the soap up between his legs and around his balls to the tight opening at his rear.

Alex sucked in his breath and grabbed on to the thin edge where the tile met wall.

Mulder kept teasing the opening with his finger until one was inside then released.  He stood, facing his lover, their eyes meeting.  One hand went back to teasing the opening to his ass while the other gently ran the soap over his shoulders.  Alex winced.  Mulder couldn't tell if it was from the sunburn or the fact two fingers were imbedded inside him, forcing him wider.  He rinsed him off before leaning in covering his mouth with his own.

"Hmmmm.  You know how I love water sports."

"Turn around."

Alex turned and faced the wall, leaning forward.

Mulder quickly replaced his fingers with the head of his cock.  He pushed in with one thrust bringing a cry from Alex.  He could feel the water hitting his own buttocks, tickling the back of his thighs, running down the crack of his ass.

Alex could feel Mulder start to move in and out of him.  When he was sitting there watching that old man feed the pigeons two images constantly filled his mind.  One was taking his new Glock and blowing that old fuck's head off, letting the birds pick at his brain.  The other was this - Mulder fucking him from behind.  Alex moaned and started thrusting back against the presence behind him.

Mulder reached around and grabbed Alex's slick cock.  It jumped as he stroked it in his hand to the tempo of his hips.  Alex's back was extremely hot to the touch.  He could feel the heat radiating off of him, warming the cool water that hit the skin.

"Hmmmm Alex.  I'm going to make you come."

"Yeah, make me come.  Make me come Fox."

Mulder sped up, his hips bouncing off of Alex's ass.  Both men were moaning and gasping for air.  The water continued to spray over both of them as Alex shuddered and came against the tile of the tub enclosure.  Mulder was behind him, Alex's muscles clenching around his cock.

"Oh god Alex, you know how to do it to me."

He thrust hard into Alex and came with a sigh.  He leaned his forehead against the hot back before him for a minute as the orgasm washed over his body.  Finally Mulder pulled out of Alex and turned him around to kiss him.

"You're going to be sore tonight."

"Part of me already is."

They turned off the water and got out of the tub.  Mulder gently patted Alex dry with a towel before leading him to the bedroom.

"Lay down, let me spread some aloe vera on you."

"How did you know I was going to get burnt?"

"Just a feeling I had."

Alex lay down on his stomach on the bed, the cool sheets greeting his hot skin.

"This is going to be cold."

Alex jumped when the cool gel hit the burn on his back.  "Holy shit."

"Relax.  Boy, did you ever do a number on yourself.  Your lucky it didn't blister."

Mulder rubbed the gel into Alex's back.  Goosebumps started to cover his body in reaction to the loss of body heat and the cool gel.

"I'll be fine.  'Look better once it turns into a tan."  Alex mumbled into his pillow.

"Are you sleeping?"

"No."

By the time Mulder worked down to Alex's legs he was asleep.  He lay down beside him and pulled the single sheet over them both.

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Alex woke to tender kisses running down his neck.

"Hmmmm.  Good morning."

"You awake?"

"Hmmmm."

Mulder snaked his tongue down Alex's back to those golden brown hairs at the base of Alex's spine.  He kissed the spot before raking his stubble over it.

Alex jumped.  "Fuck Mulder, watch it."

Mulder dragged his stubble down over Alex's white ass before coming up again to the still sunburnt back.

Alex tried to get up but Mulder held him down with one hand.

"I thought you liked pain."

"Not this kind of pain."

Mulder continued to draw his chin up over Alex's back and to the burnt shoulders.

"Fox, please."  He whimpered.

"Shhhh.  I know you like it.  You probably got a hard on the size of France from this."  He flipped Alex over on his back revealing the latter was true.  "See."  He bent his head down and started on Alex's front, teasing his nipples with his stubbled chin.

Alex replied with a moan.

Mulder ran his face down Alex's body, the stubble scratching the burn on his chest and abdomen  He wove a trail to his groin where a spot of pre-cum was beginning to show on the tip of his erection.  Continuing the onslaught he ran his stubbled cheek up the shaft.

"Oh jesus!"

"See, I told you you'd like it."

Mulder replaced the stubbled part of his body with his tongue and licked up Alex's hard cock.  His tongue teased the slit in the top, tasting the pre-cum there.  He then took the whole thing in his mouth.  He looked up at Alex who was watching him in the mirror beside the bed.  Mulder shifted on the bed so their eyes met in the reflection.  His head started to bob over Alex's hard, hot cock.  He moaned with pleasure, noticing Alex twist the sheets in his hands.  Mulder maintained eye contact bringing Alex off in record time.

Alex was so hot watching Mulder suck him off.  It was as if Mulder's mouth was made to suck his dick.  Sweat gathered in the divot above his lip, his breathing deepened and then with a groan and a furrow of his brow he emptied himself into Mulder's mouth.  Only then did he close his eyes.

Mulder licked him clean then came up to lie beside Alex.  He kissed him, his tongue entering the moist heat.  Alex rolled over and put his head on Mulder's chest.

"I was going to suggest another day on the beach but I don't think I can take it."

"You'd better not.  You're still pretty red."

"Fox...?"

"Yeah?"

"I want you to fuck me against that mirror."

"What's with you and the mirror?"

"I just want it."  He lifted his head up off of Mulder's chest and kissed him deeply.  "I want you inside me."  He ran his tongue down the stubble that had tormented him earlier and sucked on the side of his neck.  "I want you to fuck me."

Alex stood up and reached out to Mulder who grabbed his hand and stood in front of him.  Alex already had a half erection which was growing.

Mulder kissed him, pressing against Alex, feeling his own hardness press into his abdomen.

"Do you want it hard?"  He moved his mouth down to Alex's chest to suck on one of his nipples.

"Yeah, you know I like it hard baby."

Alex turned around and braced himself in front of the mirror, his hands outstretched, bent slightly at the waist.  He could see Mulder in the background lubing up his fingers and his cock.  He was almost drunk with anticipation.

Mulder came up behind Alex and kissed the back of his neck before starting to tease his puckered opening.  One finger easily slipped in.

Alex sucked in his breath at the sensation of Mulder's finger.  Another one soon joined it and Alex began rocking against them, dragging them against his prostate, bringing shudders throughout his body.  He looked at Mulder's face in the mirror.  Calm, sedate, except for that *I'm about to get laid* look in his eyes.

"You ready Skippy?"

"Yeah...I'm ready."

Mulder entered his cock into Alex's hot opening.  Pausing for a moment he closed his eyes.  He opened them again and looked at their reflection in the mirror.  Alex's eyes were almost black, his pupils dilated so much.  His cock was fully erect again and dripping pre-cum onto the carpet below.  Mulder put his hands on Alex's hips and began to thrust in and out of him.

"You said you wanted it hard right?"

"Yeah.  Fuck me Fox.  Fuck me hard."

Mulder slammed into him as hard as he could without doing them both major damage.

Alex could see the strain in Mulder's neck as he pulled out and hurled himself into his ass.  He wanted this hard, needed this hard.  Needed to feel Mulder in every pore of his body, every bone, every fiber.

Mulder leaned forward and grasped Alex's cock with one hand, trying to keep pace with his hips.  He wasn't going to last too much longer.  He was amazed he hadn't come yet himself.  Looking at Alex's face he saw the desire, the passion that was there.  That gaze sent him over the edge.  Leaning back, letting go of Alex, he came with a great force.  A loud moan came out of his mouth as he spilled himself into Alex.  Bright lights sparked on the back of his eyelids as he closed his eyes for a second.  When he regained his breath he looked up and saw that Alex was pumping away at his own cock.  Mulder reached over, still embedded in Alex and covered his hand with his own.  Together they brought Alex to a resounding orgasm and milked his cock as it spurted against the mirror.  Mulder could feel Alex's muscles tighten around his slowly waning cock and held off pulling out for a minute.

"We ruin more motel rooms this way..."

Alex turned around and reached up to Mulder's face, the stubble, those now amazingly blue-green eyes from hazel a minute ago.  "I love you Fox."

"I love you too Alex."

They joined, mouths sliding over each other, tongues dancing together.  Laying down on the bed they dozed for a good hour before getting up.

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3:49 p.m.

Alex pulled in the back of the A&P again where he picked Mulder up yesterday.  The store was closed and the 15 foot noise wall around the perimeter afforded them some privacy.

Mulder got off the bike, Alex's knapsack strapped to his back.  He took off his helmet and handed it to Alex.  He looked at the sparkling green eyes with the hint of sorrow in them.  He licked his lips before breathing in to speak.

"I want you to come home with me."

"I can't."

"Why not?"

He looked at Mulder's face, his eyes drawn down, his mouth curled into the beginning of a pout.  He could not think of one good reason at that particular moment.

"Because."

"That's pretty lame.  Come on Alex...I'll cook you dinner."

"I'm definitely not coming now."

"No.  You won't be *coming* if you don't smarten up."

Alex took about three seconds to make up his mind.  He sighed and looked up at the clouds in the sky.  *Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck fuck.*  Then he looked back at Mulder.

"Okay."

"I'll walk ahead, you meet me there in 20 minutes."

In the back of his mind he knew he should just drive off into the proverbial sunset and never see him again.

"Okay.  20 minutes."

Mulder walked off to his apartment still wearing his knapsack.

*Well I have to go now, he's got all my stuff,* he argued with himself as he pulled away to kill 20 minutes.

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