| A Ghost of a Chance |
| Julian had been disturbed the next weekend when Walter had not come home. When he did return Sunday evening, Julian realized he'd been with HER. Curious, Julian watched his dreams that night. Dreams that involved her, and Mulder. Last weekend, he'd seen similar things in Mulder's dreams. The three of them shared a powerful bond, the likes of which he'd never seen. Julian was beginning to get an idea � It was Monday evening, and Walter had just gotten home from work. Last week, after the incredible weekend with Mulder, he had barely felt anything extra during the week. But since he'd spent this past weekend with Scully, he had a feeling Julian was going to be quite horny. Last night when he got home, he knew Julian knew where he'd been, and had been quite surprised that the ghost hadn't pushed him towards thoughts of Mulder. He changed into sweats and fixed himself a light dinner, wondering if Julian was giving him the cold shoulder for abandoning him over the weekend. {No, Walter, not that. I'm not mad.} Over the past week they'd gotten better at communicating. Almost immediately he got the feeling that he was wrong. Perplexed, he looked up, not really expecting to see anything. "Julian? Was that you?" Julian reached out and 'hugged' him. Skinner felt a warm affection, and a good helping of lust, settle over him. He pushed back from the kitchen table and got up, heading over to the sofa. Knowing what Julian wanted, he got comfortable and began stroking his growing cock, thoughts of Mulder filling his mind. Julian eagerly fed his fantasy, intensifying his desire, drawing it out, making it last. It was nearly an hour later when his climax came. Spent, and now completely relaxed, Walter got up and went into the kitchen, taking care of the dinner dishes. // Got to admit, it's one hell of a way to relax after work! // he thought with a chuckle. Julian felt the thought and was glad that Walter was accepting their unusual arrangement. And he seemed to finally be at peace with his own sexuality, accepting his attraction to Mulder as easily as what he felt for the woman. Julian had been surprised that he really was attracted to both. Despite the fact that he had 'performed' with his wife for 20 years, he had never really enjoyed it that much. He had realized that Walter was not exactly like him. He needed the woman as much as he needed Mulder. Furthermore, Mulder needed them both, too, although he couldn't seem to quite figure out how to make it work. He loved her, but wasn't exactly attracted to her, and this made him sad. Julian wondered if there wasn't some way he could help. And if it kept Walter home every weekend, all the better! As Walter settled into sleep, Julian reached out to him, once again directing his dreams. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Skinner awoke the next morning extremely horny. He'd had the most vivid dreams all night long. Vivid � and intriguing. As he jerked off in the shower, a plan began to form in his mind. Unfortunately, Mulder and Scully had left yesterday afternoon on a case, he likely wouldn't see them for several days. He just hoped they'd be home in time for the weekend. So for the rest of the week, he put in long days at the office, and came home to Julian's particularly effective relaxation therapy. This was when he worked on his plan, imagining what would happen. Julian offered help, nudging his thoughts in directions he hadn't considered, until both of them were eagerly anticipating the weekend. Thursday afternoon, the agents returned, once again empty handed but as usual Mulder was certain he'd seen something supernatural. Friday morning they sat in his office as he reviewed their reports. He noticed that Scully's report seemed somewhat less skeptical as usual; her attempts to rationally explain what had happened felt half-hearted. "Agent Scully? Do you think something really happened out there?" She sighed. "I really don't know, sir. I mean, after what we've all seen recently � I guess I'm a little more willing to believe." Mulder chuckled at that. "At last!" She poked him in the ribs. "Don't you start!" Skinner laughed, watching them. They really did feel like an old married couple some times. "Enough of that, get back to work." As they were leaving, he called out, "Agent Scully, could you stay a moment?" She and Mulder exchanged looks, shrugged, and Mulder headed out. Scully came back towards his desk, curious. "Sir?" Skinner grinned. "Not business, Dana. I need your help with something. Whatever you do, don't tell Mulder. OK?" The look on his face had her intrigued. "All right �" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ There was a definite spring in Mulder's step as he climbed the stairs to Walter's apartment Friday night. It had been an interesting week out in the field, and for once Scully hadn't fought him every step of the way. It was as if accepting Walter's ghost had made it possible for her to loosen up, and he felt closer to her than he ever had. Part of him had wanted to spend the weekend with her as well, but the call of ghostly-enhanced sex was just too strong for him to pass up. Skinner had told him to meet him at the apartment around 8PM. For once, Mulder was punctual. His body was nearly trembling with anticipation, his cock long since hardened into granite. When Skinner answered the door, Mulder just stood there, frozen in place by what he saw. It was a fantasy out of a leather catalog. A black leather harness accented Skinner's magnificent chest. Tight leather briefs bulged ominously. Standing there holding a fringed whip, he looked unbearably powerful, incredibly sexy. He reached out and grabbed Mulder by the front of his shirt, growling "Your turn to be tied up tonight, Mulder!" Mulder thought his prick was gonna burst just from the beginning of this scene, even without Julian's 'touch.' "Y � yes sir!" he managed to stutter out as Skinner grabbed his hands. He was all but dragged back to the bedroom, thrown down on the bed. "Get undressed," Skinner growled. Mulder quickly complied, trying not to let his eyes stray too much over the assortment of implements sitting on top of the dresser. He stood up to take off his jeans, and remained standing, naked. Skinner's eyes raked over his body like hot coals. "Excellent." He pushed Mulder back down onto the bed, cuffing him as he had been cuffed last weekend. Mulder lay there, spread-eagled, his heart pounding and his cock weeping. Skinner hovered over him. "One last thing." He held up a blindfold. Mulder's eyes got wide, but he obligingly lifted his head and allowed Skinner to place it over his eyes. Julian watched the scene below with great anticipation. He could feel the arousal of both men; at this point he didn't have to augment them, he could just watch and enjoy. But he couldn't resist taking the first taste� "Shit!" Mulder cried out, his hips lifting off the bed as he writhed with pleasure. Julian had 'touched' his cock, just for a few moments. The intensity was almost too much to bear. Skinner chuckled. "Julian's feeling frisky tonight, Mulder." Mulder groaned. "I don't know how much frisky I can handle!" Skinner laughed. "Oh, you'll handle it all right." He flicked the handle of the flogger and let the soft leather strips land on Mulder's stomach, making him twitch. He repeated the motion, never landing on the same spot. The touch wasn't even hard enough to sting, just to surprise. He kept up a monologue, keeping Mulder's attention on his voice. "You'll handle it just fine. Right up to the point when you beg for mercy." Skinner's voice was mesmerizing, and it served its purpose. Mulder didn't hear the tiny sounds of the front door being opened and another person creeping in. Scully found the living room vacant, just as she'd expected. She could hear Skinner's voice back in the bedroom and smiled as she caught what he was saying to Mulder. Their conversation this morning had certainly come as a surprise; Skinner wanted her to come to the apartment tonight to share in Julian's sex-a-thon. "Um, sir, I don't know � last I remember, I'm not exactly Julian's favorite person." Skinner had shrugged. "He's sorry about that, Dana, really." That got him a strange look. "You talk to him?" "We � communicate. Primarily by dreams. This was really his idea. He seems to think the three of us 'belong' together. I think he's an incurable romantic." "But I thought he only wanted � men. And Mulder �" Skinner caught her hands. "Dana, don't worry. With Julian on our side, I have a feeling everything will work out." He kissed them, then blushed. "Besides, I have plans for Mulder �" And so she'd taken a long lunch and tracked down a shop he'd found and purchased an outfit the likes of which she'd never have thought she'd wear. And now she was creeping silently into Skinner's apartment, pulling off her t-shirt and jeans to reveal the leather halter and g-string beneath them. As she crept across the room, she suddenly felt 'something', a presence. Julian felt her enter the apartment, and as much as watching his 'boys' was entertaining, he had business to attend to. He drifted out front and watched as she shed her outer clothing. The surface of her mind showed her discomfort with this attire. But her willingness to go along with the game convinced him he had made the right decision. Her love for both of his boys was strong. He reached out to her, enveloping her. An intense wave of passion surged inside Dana. Listening to Skinner's voice, knowing what he was doing to Mulder, was turning her on like nothing had before. She wanted it, wanted it badly. Wanted to watch them, to join them. To finally merge with them both, as it was meant to be. She felt something else, too. Regret. But not her own. She suddenly realized it was Julian, apologizing for his rudeness the last time she had been here. She smiled softly. // I forgive you, Julian. // She hoped he could hear her thoughts. She came to the open door of the bedroom, and had to fight to keep silent. Mulder was cuffed to the bed, spread-eagled, blindfolded, his cock sticking straight up. Skinner stood on the other side of the bed, looking incredibly sexy in his leather harness and briefs. He was tormenting Mulder with a flogger, flicking the soft leather strips over his body. As she watched, Skinner drew the strips gently down his stomach and over his throbbing cock. Her mouth began to water as she watched. Skinner looked up, his eyes meeting hers over Mulder's prone form. He nodded toward the foot of the bed. Dana moved into position as Skinner began teasing at Mulder's nipples. She watched excitedly as Mulder writhed and groaned at his lover's touch. Seeing the two of them together like this really turned her on, and she knew it wasn't just Julian's doing. God, it was hot! Finally Skinner stood up and ran the flogger down the middle of Mulder's chest, stoping just before reaching his cock. "Tell me what you want," he commanded. "M � my cock," Mulder stuttered. "What do you want me to do with your cock, Mulder?" "Suck it. Please!" As he spoke Skinner had been moving toward the foot of the bed; now he stood behind her, his hardness pressing into her back as his hands wrapped around her breasts. It was all she could do to keep from moaning. He pushed her forward. Without using her hands, she caught Mulder's cock in her mouth. Her heart pounded as she sucked him in, swirling her tongue around it. When Skinner finally swallowed him, Mulder groaned loudly. The warm wetness felt so amazingly good. But something felt different; Mulder couldn't quite put his finger on it. Soon, he didn't care, he felt way too good to think about such things. That mouth was taking him to heaven. Then Skinner's voice was back. "Yeah, you like that, don't you, Mulder?" The mouth had never left his cock. // What the hell? // But he was too close, too far gone. The climax took him, shaking his entire body with its power. When it was over, he lay there, shaking. He barely noticed that two sets of hands were freeing him from his bonds, and that one of them was much smaller than the other. Then a gentle hand lifted away his blindfold and he found himself staring into the sparkling blue eyes of his partner. "Scully?" he gasped. She caught his face and kissed him passionately. He felt Julian's essence sliding over him, encouraging him. The next thing he knew he was kissing her back. Then she pulled away and Walter kissed him. It was just as good. And then the two of them leaned together, over him, sharing another kiss, before settling down on either side of him. He stared at the two of them in their matched leather gear. "Why do I get the feeling I've been set up?" Scully giggled. "Because you have." Skinner grinned at him. "Julian's in on it, Mulder. So you might as well just give in and enjoy it." Looking back and forth between them, Mulder felt like he was watching a tennis match. // Julian was in on this? // {Yes, my friend.} Mulder felt the affirmation and knew it was true. He was also starting to feel horny again. Mulder grinned back at them. "Damn! Scully � that was you?" She blushed. "You seemed to like it well enough this time." "Yeah, well �" Scully caressed his arm. "We'll have to see how you like it when you KNOW it's me." Julian reached out to them, turning up the heat. Skinner laughed. "I think Julian will make sure he does, Dana. But right now it's MY turn!" With a tangle of arms and legs, they got Skinner onto his back in the middle of the bed. Dana and Mulder both caressed him through the leather briefs before tugging them away. Both of them fell on his cock; luckily there was more than enough to share. Skinner moaned at the sensation of two tongues swirling around him. After a while Dana pulled away. "Mulder, I'll take back, you take front. OK?" Mulder sat up, puzzling out what she wanted. "Oh! OK." He moved off to the side, letting her move into position. Dana tossed off her leather panties and crouched over Skinner, let herself down slowly over his huge prick. They'd had the condom discussion in the office earlier today; she was glad they didn't have to worry about it. She squirmed slightly, finding the best angle to take all of Walter's massive organ. Once situated, she made a show for him of taking off her top, then waved Mulder into action. He crawled over Skinner's chest, kneeling just ahead of Dana. He felt her arms wrap around him helping him balance. 'Standing' on his knees put his cock right in front of Skinner's mouth. "Your turn to suck, Walter." Skinner didn't have to be told twice. As he took Mulder into his mouth, he felt Dana begin to rock over him. It felt incredible. Both of them at once. Julian watched happily. Having the woman around was just turning Walter on even more! And even Mulder seemed to like it when her hands tweaked his already stiff nipples, and when she kissed the back of his neck. Their passion was growing even faster than usual. Julian nurtured it, fed on it, fed it back to them. When the explosion came, it shattered all of them. When it was over, the two on top fell to either side of him, snuggling close. Walter felt so wonderfully content. It had worked, just as Julian had predicted. He had both of them and for the first time in his life, felt complete. As they drifted into sleep, he mused at the chance that had brought him to this apartment. Without it, he never would have had either of them. They were breaking so many rules, he didn't want to think about it. But what were rules compared to happiness? He'd been so lonely for so long. And Mulder and Scully � so close, and yet so far apart. Now their hands were joined, resting on his chest. He felt tremendously good about being able to bring them together. // Thank you, Julian // he thought sleepily. Julian watched them with a deep affection. This was it, what he'd been looking for all these years. These people completed each other. In the way he'd always wanted to feel complete. He'd almost had it, back with Paul. If they'd only had a little more time. Now, he knew he'd stick around to keep this family together; but when they were gone, he'd be able to move on. He chuckled at Walter's last conscious thought before drifting off: // Damn. Gonna have to get a bigger bed � // The End. send me some feedback Back to X-Home Back to Site Home Disclaimer: Chris Carter and company at Fox own them; I'm just borrowing them for fun, not profit |
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