Boys And Their Toys
Rating: NC-17 for m/m sex
Series: Challenges of Everyday Life 0.4
Disclaimer: We all know that they don't belong to me, and I promise
them back when I'm done.
Note: Response to the March/April TER/MA challenge. See, girls,
research wasn't in vain. :) Many thanks to Aries, Nicole, Sue
and Row for
Story Summary: Alex gets bored. Poor Fox.
"I'm bored, Fox."
//Oh god!// Mulder raised his head from the report he was typing
at his desk
and regarded his lover with trepidation.
Alex was momentarily distracted by how delicious Mulder looked
glasses, the last rays of sunlight picking out golden highlights
hair, an expression of barely restrained dismay in his lovely
hazel eyes. He
almost told Mulder to forget it, but then he remembered how many
watched recently while he sat around the apartment alone, waiting
to get home. He was at the point where he actually knew the characters'
names and who was related to whom and who everyone was sleeping
"We could go to a movie," Mulder suggested.
Alex shook his head emphatically. "No way. I'm sick of watching
movies, seeing other people do things. I want to *do* something
Mulder held back a groan through sheer determination. A bored
Alex was a
dangerous Alex, and unfortunately, Alex always seemed to get bored
Mulder wasn't paying attention to him. He wondered what the younger
done to amuse himself before they met and during the years that
enemies. On second thought, he probably didn't want to know. Of
there was always the chance that someone had bugged his apartment
would discover Alex was there and come to try to kill him or both
Mulder wasn't sure why Alex had suddenly changed his mind about
to his apartment, but despite the occasional problems, he was
glad he had
the other man in his bed every night. At least until Alex had
to work again.
Alex watched Mulder. He could almost see his mind racing. He loved
Fox; the least little thing could grab his attention and totally
It was amazing.
Mulder blinked, Alex's voice drawing him out of his reverie. "Sorry.
you want to do?" He hoped he wouldn't regret asking.
Alex shrugged. "I dunno. Let's just go out and see what looks
He stared at Mulder pleadingly.
Mulder sighed when he met the big green eyes. It was pathetic
how easily he
gave in to Alex when the younger man turned that limpid gaze on
him. If Alex
ever realized just how much control he had over Mulder's actions,
really going to be in trouble. What Mulder didn't know was that
perfectly aware of how easily he could manipulate Mulder and usually
conscious effort not to. Sometimes, however, like now, Alex used
took to get what he wanted. He figured saving his sanity was worth
Mulder grabbed the leather jacket Alex had given him the day he
moved in and
followed the younger man to the door. "So what did you have
in mind, babe?
Mugging the first likely looking person in an alley?"
"Hey, that has possibilities!" Alex laughed when Mulder
glared at him.
They drove to Alex's favorite bar, of course in one of DC's seamier
neighborhoods, where they had a couple of drinks before Alex dragged
out for a walk. Mulder noticed how, even in this area, people
tended to give
Alex a wide berth. He didn't realize that he'd absorbed some of
attitude and, in his jeans, T-shirt and leather jacket, was nearly
intimidating as his lover.
Alex noticed people eyeing the two of them nervously and wanted
to laugh out
loud. No one would believe that the dangerous looking man by his
side was an
Armani-wearing federal agent by day. He couldn't resist any longer
pushed Mulder into an alley, shoving him against the wall and
while rubbing against him.
Mulder gasped and thrust back, spreading his legs so Alex could
thigh against him. He kissed Alex hungrily, his tongue stroking
other man's, eager to taste him again. They rubbed against each
desperately, straining together until a voice broke them apart.
"Take it home, boys."
They spun around at the sound of the heavy Irish accent, finding
facing a beat cop who eyed them severely, despite the twinkle
in his eyes.
Mulder couldn't prevent a flush from rising to his cheeks.
"Uh, sure," he stammered out, grabbing Alex's hand and
dragging him away
without paying any attention to where they were going. Minutes
cleared his throat.
"What?" Mulder snapped, still embarrassed.
"Uh Fox? Where the hell are we?"
"What?" Mulder stopped and looked around, realizing
that they were in the
middle of an older area, filled with closed and boarded stores
warehouses. "Oh, hell!" He kicked the nearest wall for
good measure, then
swore loudly when he bruised his foot.
Alex sighed and shook his head. So much for having fun tonight.
Mulder over to a door, forcing it open and drawing Mulder inside.
around for a place to sit, noticing from the decor that it had
country and western bar, and a lot of the stuff was still there.
dust and air of disuse, it was interesting in a weird sort of
Mulder down on a chair, he straddled the older man's legs, perching
Mulder grinned up at him, cupping Alex's ass in his hands. The
looking up. He pulled Alex closer, letting his fingers massage
flesh he held.
"So is this what you had in mind when you said you wanted
to have some fun?
You should have told me; we could have been comfortable in our
own bed all
this time." He nuzzled Alex's throat as he spoke, licking
then nibbling the
"Mmmm." Alex arched his throat into Mulder's mouth,
loving the feeling. He
always felt that he belonged to Mulder when the older man marked
that he belonged somewhere. If he wasn't already in love with
would have fallen for him just for giving him that feeling. "Don't
to be a little adventurous occasionally, Foxy?"
Mulder grinned wryly. "You're more than enough adventure
for me, babe."
Alex laughed quietly even as he shrugged off his leather jacket,
carefully on a table where he could easily reach it and the weapons
contained. Then he pulled off his T-shirt, tossing it on the floor,
unfastened his jeans, taking Mulder's hand and placing it on the
flesh inside. "Touch me, baby."
Mulder groaned softly, stroking the erection under his fingers.
feel himself harden painfully inside his jeans. Just looking at
that expression of pleasure on his face, his green eyes half hidden
heavy lids and long lashes, lips parted as he began to pant, was
enough to make him come. His fingers delved inside the open placket
jeans, pulling Alex out so he could reach him more easily. He
drawing a moan from Alex, who started tearing at his clothes.
Soon, they were both naked from the waist up, and Alex reluctantly
off Mulder so they could finish undressing. As he stripped his
his eyes lit on the coin-operated mechanical bull next to the
"Hey, Mulder, got any quarters?"
"What?" Mulder was understandably startled by the question.
"Quarters. Small, round coins worth 25 cents each. You know,
"I know what a quarter is; I just don't understand why the
talking about them when we could be fucking each other!"
"Adventure, Foxy, adventure. So do you?"
"Do I what?" Mulder nearly yelled.
"Do you have any quarters?"
"Oh, for--" Mulder grabbed his jeans off the floor and
pulled his wallet out
of the pocket, throwing it at Alex.
Alex just grinned at him and opened it, pulling out several quarters
adding them to the ones he took from his own wallet. "Thanks,
On his way past, Alex ran a teasing finger lightly along the length
Mulder's cock, making him gasp and catch his lip between his teeth.
Alex glanced back at him, then wrapped his fingers around Mulder's
erection, using it like a handle to draw him after him.
"Hop on the bull, Foxy," Alex instructed. Now Mulder
stared at him blankly.
Alex sighed and indicated the machine beside Fox. Mulder looked
at him like
he was nuts but climbed on, gasping when he sat on the cool leather
saddle. Alex admired the picture he made before bringing his leather
over within reach and pulling lube out of the pocket. He squeezed
into the palm of his hand, then applied it to Mulder's erection,
stroking it on, making sure he didn't miss a single inch.
Then Alex climbed on in front of Mulder, keeping his ass up and
forward so Mulder could prepare him. He moaned and clenched his
fists on the
edge of the machine while Mulder pushed two fingers inside him,
him and rubbing over his prostate, making him cry out in pleasure.
gripped his cheeks, spreading them so he could reach Alex's entrance
his tongue. He slowly licked around the ring of muscle, hearing
cries, then probed inside with his tongue. Alex couldn't hold
anymore and fell forward, but Mulder's hands on his hips held
him in place.
Mulder slowly pulled back, pressing a final kiss on Alex, then
lover down onto his cock, groaning as he slid inside.
Alex sank down, taking Mulder all the way inside himself, then
against him, rubbing his back against the erect nipples he could
pressing into him. He squirmed once more to make sure Mulder was
as deep as
possible then warned, "Hang on tight, Foxy," nodding
toward the rope
provided for riders to hold. He leaned forward, putting several
into the control box, then hastily leaning back against Fox and
rope as well.
The machine started bucking wildly, rocking them together, drawing
screams from both of them as Mulder was rammed deep into Alex,
prostate, then nearly wrenching them apart. Mulder threw his head
moaning wildly at the incredible sensations. Alex let out a yell
every time he was slammed back onto Mulder. They moved rapidly
orgasm, incredibly stimulated by the wild ride. They came almost
hanging on desperately to prevent from being thrown.
But the machine kept going, still tossing them around, forcing
Mulder in and
out of Alex, who moaned at the continual stimulation that wasn't
come down from his orgasm. Mulder was in no better situation,
his cock being
squeezed and pulled by Alex's muscles as he was thrown back and
both groaned as, rather than slowly relaxing together, they were
into renewed arousal.
"God, Alex," Mulder moaned, "how long did you put
this thing on for?"
Alex whimpered. "It should have stopped by n-now, oh god!!"
He stopped with
another groan as he rocked back and forth on Mulder.
"Fuck!...Oh god, baby, so good... We're going to die here,
and they . . .
they're gonna find us still joined on this damned thing!!"
Alex was beyond speech, only whimpering, then wailing with pleasure
machine continued to buck under them. He desperately wanted to
and to have Mulder touch him, but neither of them dared release
on the rope. Suddenly the machine stopped, and both of them yelled
"Fuck, don't stop!" Alex yelled.
Mulder was already thrusting into him, pushing him forward over
reaching around to grasp his cock finally, pumping him as he slammed
out. Alex moaned wildly, pushing back, arching his back, begging
They slammed together over and over again, desperate to come,
but unable to
so soon after their previous climax. Finally, Mulder sank his
Alex's shoulder, tasting the blood and jerking into his ass as
he came. The
sudden pain pushed Alex over the edge, and he exploded, covering
hand and his belly.
They both slumped forward, gasping for breath, clinging together
"Jesus, Alex," Mulder finally panted, "if that's
your idea of adventure,
let's not and say we did. I thought my heart was going to give
Alex managed a shaky laugh. "Okay, I'll admit that was a
little more than I
planned. But you have to admit, Foxy, it was pretty fucking incredible."
Mulder groaned but couldn't disagree. He slowly, like a rickety
withdrew from Alex and climbed off the machine. Alex looked at
simply tilted sideways, toppling off toward the floor. Mulder
him, managing to get between him and the floor, and they both
fell into a
After several minutes, they dragged themselves to their feet and
again, going outside and calling for a taxi on Mulder's cell phone.
they got home, they crawled into bed, not even having the energy
"Tomorrow it's your turn to decide what we do, Foxy."