Doublemint
Voyeur I
by Nicole
S
Fox Mulder had no time to notice such things, he was in his car
waiting forAlex Krycek. He had been following him for two weeks, and tonight he
wasgoing to confront him, ask him why he had betrayed him, why he had done
thatsmoking bastard's dirty work. Mulder thought of how hurt he had been when
hefound those cigarette butts in Krycek's car. If Alex had been around
whenMulder got back to the office that day, he would have been a dead man.
Alex Krycek, however, was alive and well. He had seen him walking down
thissame street two weeks ago, looking amazingly good and without a care in
theworld. Mulder flew into a rage when he saw him, jumping out of the car
andrunning across the street to the club Alex had just gone into. He wanted
tokill him or at least beat him up for betraying him, for sucking Mulder in
likethat, making him think he believed, that he was on his side. Instead,
hewas working for that smoking bastard all along.
He couldn't get into the
club that night; he wasn't dressed the right way; thebouncers sniggered at him
for wearing a suit and tie. He went back to hiscar, fuming, watching the
entrance for hours, seeing people dressed invampire, fetish, and other morbid
attire go in and out of the club. Finally,bored, he decided to leave; he knew
this was probably one of Alex's regularhaunts, he'd be back. Sure enough, the
next week he was here, dancing,drinking, cavorting with young men and women.
Mulder watched him for a fewhours then went home, planning to confront him this
weekend.
He looked in his side mirror just as Alex was rounding the corner,
dressed inleather pants and leather jacket—he wore no shirt underneath.
Mulder waited15 minutes, then entered the club, paid the cover and slunk into
the smokyblackness. As last time, he was dressed appropriately; tight, black
jeans,black boots and black leather jacket over a dark blue silk shirt.
Quietly, hegot himself a beer from the bar and stood back in a corner,
watching.
Everyone here was dressed in black lace, leather and rubber; skin
shone whereexposed from the lights on the dance floor the only source of light
in theclub. Pounding electronic music filled the air, assaulting his ears. It
wasso smoky and dark in here it took him a good ten minutes for his eyes
toadjust. Then he saw him, dancing, under the strobe light.
"I got you,
motherfucker," Mulder muttered into his beer.
Alex Krycek was dancing up a
storm, mouthing along with the German words, bodymoving to the heavy bass of
the electronic song. There were men and womendancing together but alone, the
smoke swirling up and around them. Armsflailed, eyes downcast or turned up
towards heaven, as the pulsating beat ofthe music drove them into a
frenzy.
Mulder took another sip of his beer; yes, tonight was the night he
was goingto kick Alex Krycek's ass. But for now, he was content to watch him
dance.He moved quite gracefully for a man; limbs thrusting out and upwards
withfluid movements, hips moving back and forth, side to side to the beat of
themusic.
Mulder had to admit Krycek was quite a good looking man; the small
nose andwide set eyes, those delicate ears, combined with that bow of a mouth
made himbeautiful, actually. A lock of hair had fallen onto his forehead from
hisgyrations. When they were working together, Alex would smooth it back off
hisforehead a hundred times a day. Mulder wanted to reach out and fix it for
himthen run his hand down to cup his chin, then kiss him. Mulder sighed.
Yes,Alex Krycek looked very good; perhaps if things had turned out different,
hecould have fucked him once or twice.
Another song started, and more people
jammed onto the already crowded dancefloor. Mulder went to the washroom then
got another beer on the way back tohis lookout spot in the darkness. He had
noticed something the last time hecame in here; when Alex was dancing, he
stayed up there most of the night,oblivious to everything except the music.
When he got back to his spot, hesaw Alex was dancing with two very good looking
young men. One of them waswearing a pair of plain leather pants with a leather
t-shirt. The other waswearing leather pants covered in zippers and buckles with
a black cotton t-shirt; he was also wearing a dog collar. The three of them
were looking ateach other as they danced, silent questions asked and answered
between them.
The song they were dancing to merged into another one, this one
slower andbrooding. More smoke was thrust into the air; coloured lights
flickeredacross the dancers. Mulder could barely see them now, weaving a
pattern withtheir bodies to the rhythm of the pulsating beat. A few minutes
later, thesmoke dissipated, and the three men were even closer together; then
Alexturned and walked right past Mulder and out the door, the two men
followinghim.
Mulder followed them out and onto the street, where he saw them
get into acab. He quickly ran across the street to his car and tried to follow
it butwas stopped by a red light.
"Shit!" He could only hope that the
direction they were going in indicatedthat they were all on their way to Alex's
apartment. He pulled up a fewminutes later, grateful to see them outside the
door to Alex's apartmentblock. They all had their arms around each other, both
men kissing Alex. Atwinge of jealousy ran through Mulder as he thought of Alex
sandwiched betweentheir naked bodies.
He waited until they were inside before
he crept up the fire escape to lurkoutside Alex's bedroom window. The window
was open, letting in the coolsummer breeze, enabling Mulder to hear everything
that was going on inside.He crept back as far as he could go on the fire
escape's landing, so he couldstill see inside, yet be hidden by the shadows. He
had been here twice sincehe saw Alex two weeks ago. He didn't know why he
wanted to watch him; itbugged him that he couldn't just pull the trigger and
kill that son of a bitchfor betraying him.
He could hear them in the other
room, glasses clinking, muted laughter, lowvoices. About twenty minutes later,
the three men tumbled through the bedroomdoor, removed their clothes quickly
and soon resembled a mass of naked limbsand flesh writhing on the bed. After a
few minutes, Alex got up and lit a fewcandles then left the room. He returned a
short time later with what lookedlike a box of condoms and a tube of
lube.
Mulder's cock twitched at the sight of Alex naked, broad shoulders,
nearlyhairless chest tapering down to his well-defined abdomen flowing smoothly
downto slim hips and muscular legs. He moved like a panther stalking his
prey;graceful, fluid as he advanced towards the two men kissing each other on
thebed. His large cock was erect, the rosy head poking out of the foreskin.
Heplaced the items that were in his hand on the nightstand and knelt on the
bed,immediately brought down by the two others to join them in their
caresses.
Mulder watched, almost breathless, as they stroked each other with
their handsand tongues. He could hear moans and sighs filter through the open
window,making his cock harden in the confines of his tight jeans. He
shiftedslightly but was still uncomfortable. He didn't want to move too much,
lesthe draw attention to himself.
A loud moan was heard from one of the young
men, and he arched up off the bedas Alex took him into his mouth. Mulder's
mouth went dry as he watched Alexpleasure him, sucking on his cock with
practiced strokes, teasing the crack ofhis ass with his fingers, as the other
young man lapped at his partner'snipples.
Mulder breathed in and out deep,
but slowly, not wanting to add to thediscomfort in his groin. The young man
being sucked by Alex was moaning moreloudly now, his eyes closed. Suddenly, he
arched incredibly high off the bedand screamed as he came, Alex holding onto
his hips, swallowing the man'sessence. He pulled off of him and ran his tongue
up his body to meet hismouth, kissing him, then his partner deeply.
Now
spent, the first man lay there watching as Alex prepared his partner'sass. He
was on all fours and a look of sheer bliss was on his face as Alexworked one,
then two lubed fingers into him.
"Is that good? You like that?" Alex's voice
was like velvet, dark and huskywith a touch of excitement.
"Yeah, that…..that
feels good."
Alex moved his fingers in and out of the young man's ass,
stretching himwider. The other young man had recovered from his orgasm and was
kneelingbeside Alex, kissing him, playing with his nipples before going back to
hispartner and doing the same to him.
Mulder was starting to sweat in his
leather jacket; this was so hot, he didn'tknow how much longer he could sit
here in silence. His hand went down tocaress himself through the denim he wore,
stroking himself lightly as hewatched Alex and his two friends together. It
wasn't enough. Slowly hepopped the button and brought down the zipper on his
jeans, dipping his handinside to bring out his hard cock. He breathed a sigh of
relief as he strokedhimself.
The young man was now ready for Alex; he moved
his legs apart, put a condomon, slicked himself up then plunged inside. The
young man moaned at theintrusion, his face a mask of passion, his cock swaying
heavily between hislegs. His friend moved down to kiss him on his mouth,
pinching his nipplesagain before going up to play with Alex.
Mulder bit his
lip to keep from moaning; his hand was working on his cock,matching the rhythm
Alex had set with his hips, plunging into the young man'sass. Alex's eyes were
closed, and his hands were on the other man's buttocks,bringing them back to
meet his thrusts. The young man was moaning, sheetsgripped tightly in his hands
as he was fucked hard. His partner scootedunderneath and took his cock in his
mouth, making him whimper and moan loudly.
Suddenly, Mulder was staring into
glittering green eyes. His hand stoppedstroking himself; he was so close but
didn't want Alex to see him. He washolding his breath, the dripping cock in his
hand begging for attention. Alexstill held the gaze, moving in and out of the
young man, circling his hips,moaning slightly. He can't see me; he's just
looking out the window,Mulder said to himself, convincing himself with that
thought. His handstarted to move again, Alex's gaze seemingly locked on his
own, turning him oneven more, if that were possible.
The young man collapsed
down onto his elbows with a cry, Alex still fuckinghim from behind, his
friend's mouth still on his cock. Suddenly, he let out ahowl as he came,
bucking his hips forward, shoving his cock deep into hislover's throat. Alex
stilled himself, letting him have his glory as hisfriend sucked him dry.
The
young man came up from under his friend to kiss him deeply before movingup to
Alex. Mulder watched as Alex sucked at his tongue greedily beforereleasing him
to go back his companion. Tender kisses were shared as the tworejoined each
other.
Alex started to move again, looking down at the two men beneath him,
circlinghis hips, digging himself in deeper with every thrust. The young man
who hadcome earlier was hard again and reached down to stroke himself, not
breakingaway from kissing his friend.
Mulder was trying hard to keep quiet as
he looked at the scene mere feet fromwhere he was sitting. He gripped himself
tighter and pulled harder on hiscock as Alex slammed into the young man.
Alex
looked out the window again, seemingly into Mulder's eyes, as he grippedthe
milky white ass before him. A rivulet of sweat rolled down his cheek todrip off
his chin onto the man below him. The lock of hair came loose andflopped down
his forehead. He was letting out a soft grunting sound with eachthrust, getting
louder and louder.
It was the soft grunting that sent Mulder over the edge,
coming onto his hand,biting his lip to keep quiet. His chest was heaving with
his breaths, as hestill looked upon the scene, unable to tear his eyes away. He
shook the comeoff of his fingers but left his spent cock out of his pants,
liking the feelof the cool night breeze stroking it with feathery puffs of
air.
Alex was ready to come; he had closed his eyes and his mouth was open,
headback as he slammed into the young man a few times, shuddering and crying
outbefore collapsing forward. The young man jerking himself off came soon
afteronto his belly, letting out a barely audible moan.
All three men were
spent, lying there on the double bed, motionless until Alexgot up to retrieve a
towel from a chair. He cleaned each of them up beforeblowing out the candles
and returning to the bed, the young men flanking himon each side. They kissed
each other for the longest time before settlingdown, limbs tangled around each
other.
Mulder waited until he was sure all the men were asleep before he
moved again.He tucked himself in his pants, zipped up and silently crept down
the fireescape. All the way home, the scene replayed over and over in his
mind,making him hard again. When he got back to his apartment, he
immediatelyjumped in the shower where a quick jerk-off session relieved him
again.
He went out into the livingroom to watch some television before
retiring,knowing he would be tossing and turning thinking of the night's
events. Thelight on the answering machine was blinking.
"Hey,
Mulder."
Mulder froze; it was Alex.
"You should have joined us; four would
have been incredible. You would havehad a way better time than jerking off
while watching. Hmmmm, maybe nexttime." A laugh was heard on the other end of
the phone, "Then again, maybenot."
Mulder stared wide-eyed at his answering
machine for a minute after it clickedoff. He flopped down on the couch and
grabbed the remote and tried to pick aboring show that would quell the stirring
in his pants. The whole night wasspent trying not to think of himself with Alex
and the two young men, whichdid no good whatsoever. He jerked off a record
number of five times thatevening, six if he counted the one on the fire escape.
About 4 am, he driftedoff into a fitful sleep before waking an hour later to go
to work.
Mulder cruised inside the nameless club yet again, his new
leather pants softagainst his skin. He had been coming here since he saw Alex
with the twoyoung men, hoping to see him again, hoping to ask him the questions
he wasready to ask him that night. He was kidding himself; he just wanted to
fuckhim. He sipped his beer as he watched the two young men dance with
eachother, enticing yet another man into their fantasy trap. Alex had not
beenhere since that night, and he had moved out of his apartment as well.
Muldershook his head; he was kicking himself for not confronting Alex when he
firstsaw him instead of opting to follow him around. He watched the two young
mendance around their new companion before leaving with him a short time
later.He leaned back against the wall, the events of what he had seen that
nightweeks ago running through his mind as fresh as if he had seen it
yesterday.After a few hours of watching people dance and mingle, and a few more
beer,Mulder left the club and went home.
It was a nice summer night; a warm breeze floated around,
fluttering theleaves on the trees. Couples strolled hand in hand down the
street, lingeringto look in shop windows. An outdoor café nearby was
bustling with activity,people stopping to talk to their friends as they enjoyed
the night.
