Evening Song by Batela Rating: NC17 Category: Sk/M/Sc slash Sequel: to Morning Glow and Afternoon Delight Disclaimer: Oh Great Kahuna Carter, forgive my presumptuousness in subjecting these three beautiful people to the pleasures of the flesh. Summery: Plot? You people want a plot? Greedy, aren’t you? Just enjoy the smut that happens as our three favorite agents spend the night doing, well, you know. Note: These three good friends are having sex while unprotected. They have already established that their blood is clean. They are not having sex with anyone else, nor are any of them needle users. Also remember that this is a world of fiction; if I don’t want anyone to have a disease, they won’t. Please remember that YOU don’t live in this world. Wear your rubbers, boys. Ladies, insist on it. Let us all chant the Golden Rule: No Glove No Love. Can we say AIDS, kids? May She keep you safe and healthy. –Batela. Also: Before using Kama Sutra Balm, test a small dab on your wrist and leave it for about 20 minutes just to make sure you don’t have any allergies. It is biodegradable, non-toxic, great for messaging aching muscles (including back and shoulders) and lots of fun! ************ Mulder flung himself dramatically onto the hotel bed, sprawled on his back with his arms and legs out-stretched. Scully didn’t bother to look up from her laptop. "Scuuuulllly." He whined. "You’re 38 years old, Mulder, stop whining." "You’re cruel, Scully." "Mulder, if you learned to type your own reports, I wouldn’t have to spend double my time on this machine. As soon as I’m finished with this, we can go home." Mulder sighed. They had been on this case for the past two weeks. The day after they got back from New York they got a called out to Georgia by a sheriff who had heard of ‘Spooky’ Mulder and his X-Files. The town was convinced that their high school was haunted. After two weeks of investigations, Mulder was disappointed to find not a ghost but a teen with a genius for special effects. Mulder’s recommendation to the parents and the sheriff was to send the boy out to Skywalker Ranch. Scully was not amused. "You know, Skinner has probably convinced himself that we’re better off without him." Scully commented as he drummed his hands on his chest. Scully hit the Send button and sent their initial reports to Skinner’s e-mail. She took her glasses off and went over to the bed, sitting down next to him. "I’ll bet your wrong." He said as she unzipped him and reached inside to caress him. Skinner let himself into his condo late Friday night, dumping his briefcase onto the sofa and hanging up his overcoat. He twisted his neck and flexed his shoulders trying to work out the kinks. His two top agents should be back in DC by morning, so he could stop worrying about them. Since they were the cause of his muscle strain they least they could do was be home early and give him a proper work out. Contrary to what Scully was assuming, Skinner was not feeling sorry for himself. He was quite positive that they would be in his condo before the weekend was over and he had definite plans for the three of them. He grabbed a beer out of the refrigerator and went upstairs, unbuttoning his shirt. He thought about a shower, but what he really wanted was a soak in a hot bath, that should ease the pain in his neck. A pain named Fox, he thought to himself. Skywalker Ranch indeed. He tossed his cloths into the hamper and turned on the faucet to start filling the tub. Standing in front of the full length mirror in the bedroom, he studied himself critically. Except for his hairline, or lack thereof, he had no complaints. He didn’t think of himself as particularly good looking but for a man of 48 he was in excellent shape. His eyes were clear, a little bloodshot from a long day, but clear. His chin and cheeks were firm, arms and chest rock hard, some gray starting to mingle with the brown on his chest. He pinched the skin at his waist and frowned, slightly more skin than usual. He took his beer and poured it in the sink. Empty calories down the drain. Tea and extra time at the gym, he thought. He scrunched up his nose, he hated tea. The water was high enough so he turned off the faucet and sank into the welcoming heat. Using an extra towel for a head rest, he leaned back and closed his eyes. Just as he felt himself about to fall asleep, he roused himself and reached for the bottle of shower gel. He poured a little on his chest and lathered himself up. Giving in to temptation, he stroked his nipples, pinching them until they were hard little nubs. He lowered the other hand to his groin, reaching under the water for his cock, caressing himself in a familiar way. A thought occurred to him and he stopped for a moment to stand up and reach around the corner, grabbing a jar off the shelf. He sat back down in the water and propped his feet up on the far rim, opening the jar of vaseline. He began to stroke himself again, rubbing his thumb pad over the tip of his cock making his hips twitch. He took a dollop of the creamy oil and reached around his thighs, gently pushing his finger into his tight hole. He groaned and slid his other hand firmly over his cock, jacking himself off and fucking himself at the same time. It had never occurred to him to play with his ass until Mulder made love to him for the first time a couple of weeks ago. Not fucked, he reminded himself with a smile of contentment, made love to. He added another finger to his ass, stretching himself, his ass welcoming the intrusion. He leaned back, imagining that his cock was surrounded by Scully’s hot pussy while Mulder was in his ass, the three of them out of rhythm but enjoying themselves none-the-less. Images suddenly swam before his eyes. He was in Mulder while Mulder was in Scully. Scully was in the middle, Scully watching them as she masturbated, Mulder watching, Skinner watching, on and on the images appeared. Skinner growled as he came, his semen shooting up out of the water and onto his chest. He slowly withdrew his fingers from his ass, breathing hard. He rinsed off his chest, washed the vaseline away and leaned back, shutting his eyes, indulging in more interesting scenery behind his eyelids. He shut off the part of his brain that was telling him he was 48 not 18. Not two minutes later, his phone rang. He groaned and reached around the corner to the counter, picking up the cordless handset. "Skinner." "What are you wearing?" Skinner laughed and sunk back into the water. "Nothing actually, I’m taking a bath. When are you two getting back?" Mulder moaned. "How am I supposed to verbally seduce you into taking your cloths off if they’re already off? You’re spoiling my fun, Walter." "You know, Mulder, you really are a sick dog. Phone sex? That’s pathetic. You didn’t answer my question; when are you getting here?" "In ten seconds." "What?" "We’re downstairs, heading up now." Skinner looked at his phone. "You’re in my apartment?" "Yep. Ooh, big tub." Mulder stood in the door and leaned against the frame, leering at the naked man in the water. Skinner turned off the phone and tossed it to Mulder. "Shit, Mulder, you’re trying to send me to an early grave, I know you are." Mulder saw the jar of vaseline and raised his eyebrows. Skinner grinned and raised two fingers suggestively. "You missed the show by a couple of minutes." He said wickedly. "Maybe I can get a repeat performance." Mulder said, moving toward the water. Scully pushed Mulder aside. "Move it, space cadet." Scully leaned over the edge of the tub and fastened her mouth onto Skinner’s. He wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her in across his lap into the water, her legs dangling over the edge. He started pulling her shirt from her pants only to be stopped by Mulder. "Oh no you don’t. You promised I could have him first." Mulder said as he lifted Scully from the water. He tossed a towel at her. "What? Since when? I don’t remember making any promises." Mulder was stripped in five seconds flat and in the water straddling Skinners thighs, his legs wrapped around the man’s waist. Scully stripped off her wet cloths and put them in the sink, wrapping the towel under her arms. "You did promise, this morning while I was sucking on your clit. I wouldn’t let you come until you promised I had first dibs." Mulder buried his tongue in Skinner’s mouth. Scully thought for a moment. She didn’t remember much of that morning; she had other things on her mind at the time. "Well, it’s possible. I’m hungry I’m going to raid your kitchen, Walter. You boys have fun just save some for me." They mumbled incoherently at her as she left the room. Mulder raised his head; both men were breathing hard. Mulder smiled and latched onto a dark wet nipple. Skinner groaned and paused in his reach for the bottle of gel soap. "Fox, there’s something I want to do, if you’ll let me." Skinner said when he could talk again. He caressed the man’s lean back, working the soap into a lather. "Anything, Walter, name it." Mulder planted kisses across the man’s clavicle. "I want to come in your ass." Mulder looked up into the golden brown eyes, surprised. "Not the wilting wallflower anymore are you? Have you done that before?" He raised his arms, allowing Skinner to continue soaping him onto his chest. Skinner worked the soap into the sparse hair, giving the small nipples special attention before sliding down Mulder’s belly. Mulder squeezed some soap in his hands and applied it to Skinner’s chest, pushing the suds around the man’s torso and arms before going and around to his back. "With a woman; I don’t think it will be any different with a man." He reached under the water and wrapped his hands around Mulder’s cock Mulder leaned in and nipped at his lower lip as he splashed water up to rinse the soap off. He took another squirt of gel and coated his hands, and wrapped them around Skinner’s cock at the same time large hands enclosed on him. "Alright." Mulder said breathless as fingers delved under his balls and found his tight hole. A soapy finger entered him. He could hardly keep his grip on Skinner’s cock as one hand firmly rubbed his cock while his ass was fucked by a thick finger. Since Skinner just did the same thing to himself, he knew what Mulder was feeling. Skinner looked at Mulder’s face. His eyes were closed; all his concentration focused on the sensations caused by Skinner’s hands. He added another finger and stroked Mulder’s prostate. "Ahhh! YES!" Mulder cried out and tightened his legs around Skinner’s waist. "Fox, kneel up. Come on, on your knees." He took his fingers out to get Mulder’s attention. "Huh, what? Oh." Skinner found it amusing that Mulder’s IQ dropped into the single digits whenever he got fucked. Mulder stole a kiss on his way up to his knees, swiping his tongue across Skinner’s. Skinner looked at the man kneeling in front of him, that beautiful hoodless cock dancing in the air so close to his face. Skinner molded his hands around it, firmly squeezing the base, threading his fingers into the crinkly brown hairs framing it so neatly. He leaned forward and buried his nose in the hair, breathing deeply of this man he had come to love. He kissed Mulder’s groin, his tongue darting out to lap up the moisture. Mulder grasped the strong shoulders to steady himself as Skinner’s talented tongue began to sweep back and forth across the hard shaft, around it, over it, under it, every millimeter was tasted and imprinted upon Skinner’s memory. He leaned back slightly to look at the tip, a pearly drop dangled from the edge of the head. Skinner slowly drew his tongue across the skin, savoring the taste of a promise to come. He took the head into his mouth and gently scrapped the tip with his teeth. Mulder dug his fingers into Skinner’s shoulders, almost loosing his balance as he cried out. Just as Skinner took the entire cock into his mouth he pushed two fingers into Mulder’s anus. One more brush against the prostate and a hard suck brought a gush of bitter-sweet liquid into Skinner’s mouth, flooding the back of his throat. Mulder collapsed on top of him, trying to catch his breath. "Wh..where the hell…did you..learn to do that?" Mulder asked him at the first chance. "You’d be amazed at what fan fiction writers can come up with on the internet. I’ve been studying. I even e-mailed a couple asking advise." Skinner kissed him, sharing Mulder’s semen with him. "Oh shit, I think I’m in trouble." Skinner chuckled evilly. "Wait til you find out what I have in store for Dana. I went shopping." Mulder grinned and reached down to caress Skinner’s semi-hard cock. "Hey, I thought I was going to get a treat?" Skinner drew his fingertips across Mulder’s ass making the man shiver. "I didn’t say I was going to do it in here, did I? Besides, I came about ten minutes ago, I need a little more time." Skinner lightly slapped that small round butt. "Out. The water is getting cold." They got out of the cooling water and Skinner let out the drain. He turned around and Mulder attacked him with a towel to dry him off. He knelt and drew his tongue across Skinner’s cock, taking him into his mouth. Skinner groaned and threaded his fingers into Mulder’s hair. With a great deal of willpower, he pushed Mulder gently away. "Not yet, Fox. In bed." Mulder sprang to his feet and rushed into the bedroom, throwing himself onto the bed. He playfully lifted his legs in the air and wiggled his butt. "Do me, baby." Skinner turned red and laughed. "God, Mulder, that’s obscene and a turn on at the same time." Scully walked into the room at that moment and laughed at the display her partner was making. Mulder lowered his legs, laughing with them. He scooted back and leaned against the pillows, one leg bent suggestively while he lightly stroked himself, his eyes quickly becoming glazed. Skinner had never believed that a man could get hard again so fast after coming, especially someone quite a few years past his teens. He thought that multi-orgasmic men were a fable. Trust Mulder to break the myth. Skinner walked over to the edge of the bed and sat down, watching as Mulder motioned for Scully and whispered in her ear. She nodded, sitting next to him. "Uh oh." Skinner said, watching them kiss. "We went shopping, too, Walter. Look in that bag and get the small green bottle." He reached in and took out the small bottle. "Kama Sutra Balm?" Skinner opened the cork lid and smelled it. "Kinda funky, guys." "It’s mint. Take a dab on your finger and coat the head of your cock with it." Skinner glanced at him but did it. "Hey, it’s cold." He complained as he rubbed the slick gel across his skin. The other two just sat back and waited. "Wait a minute." Skinner looked at his cock. A few seconds later he looked up at them in alarm. "It’s getting hot get me a washcloth!" Scully just leaned forward and blew gently across it. Walter jumped. "It’s cold again! Shit! It’s getting hot again!" Mulder chuckled. "Just rub it, Walter." he advised. Skinner rubbed his cock and the gel turned cool before turning hot again. Hot and cold, hot and cold as he rubbed the hard shaft, faster and faster, trying to keep the heat away. "I’m going…to..kill you..for this, Mulder." He gasped as waves of biting heat pinched his nerves to be followed by fingers of ice. "Walter, if you can pay attention for a moment, I know a better place to rub your cock." Mulder suggested. Walter looked over to them and noticed that Scully was laying across the bed with Mulder’s cock in her mouth. She had a hand between his legs and three fingers in his ass, prepping him with some more of the green gel. Skinner scooted forward and Mulder quickly turned over onto his belly, lifting his ass invitingly into the air. Scully, ever helpful, took Skinner’s cock and caressed the tip with her thumb before guiding him to Mulder’s ass. Skinner tried to ignore the stinging heat while he slowly pushed into Mulder. He groaned out loud as the tight muscle closed around his cock. He tried to go slow, mindful of his partner’s comfort level, but Mulder had other ideas as he unexpectedly slammed back into Walter, forcing Skinner’s cock all the way in. "Just fuck me, Walter, do it. I’ve been wanting this for weeks." Mulder said, breathing hard into the bed. He gathered a pillow to him, holding it tight, inhaling Walter’s scent. Maybe he could convince both Walter and Scully to let him take one pillow from each home with him so that he could surround himself with the smell of them while he slept. Pausing to catch his breath, Skinner put his hands on Mulder’s hips. He pulled out just to the rim of his cock and gripped Mulder tight as he slammed back into the man. Mulder cried out his approval as Skinner fucked him hard and fast. Walter could feel the balm invading his cock, the cold/hot tingle radiating out from the center of his root. He thrust faster trying to evade the heat but it was no use, it just got hot again faster. "Oh, shit!" he cried out as some of the gel leaked down to his sensitive balls. Mulder was definitely going to pay for this, he thought as he continued to fuck the man under him. His balls felt surrounded by flames and he shifted his knees for better balance, needing to come and unable to wait for Mulder. A spark of awareness made him reach for the green jar and he dipped his fingers into it. Before Mulder knew what had happened, Skinner reached around and grabbed his cock, coating it with the gel. "FUCK!" Mulder yelled as his cock felt suddenly on fire. Mulder bucked against Skinner’s groin, trying to evade the heat from the gel in his ass and on his cock. Skinner gave the cock a hard squeeze on the tip and Mulder came in his hand, his orgasm triggering Skinner’s as his rectal muscles tightened around Skinner’s cock, pinching it. Skinner shot his come high up into Mulder’s ass, shouting his release before collapsing on top of the man. "Mulder, so help me, if I can’t get hard again this weekend, you’re a dead man." Walter huffed and puffed, searching for oxygen for his heaving chest as he rolled off of Mulder. Neither of the men could form a coherent thought as Scully played nursemaid and washed the gel off of them. Maybe she shouldn’t tell Walter that she introduced Mulder to the balm. Out on the balcony, Walter draped sheets over the railings, giving them some privacy from neighbors with telescopes, as the three leaned back, snuggled together on every pillow from the apartment. It was just after 1am and the moon was full, shining down lovingly on them. Being bigger, Walter was in the middle with his lovers resting against his chest. He lightly caressed their backs, Mulder lean and muscular, Scully lean and feminine. Their hair tickled his nose as they nuzzled each other, murmuring words of love for each other and for him, including him in their gentle strokes. Mulder lifted his head and kissed Skinner lightly, brushing his lips with his own before going back to Scully. After a few more kisses, Scully raised her head for her turn at Skinner’s mouth, lovingly stroking his tongue with her own, slowly, tenderly. Mulder gently licked Skinner’s left nipple, lathing it with his tongue before kissing it. He reached out for Scully’s breast, rubbing the tip with his thumb, taking it into his mouth for a suckle. Mulder released her and kissed her mouth, tasting Walter on her tongue, relishing them both. Walter found himself being kissed by Mulder again as Scully attached herself gently to his right nipple. He opened his mouth fully to accept Mulder’s tongue as the man slowly explored Skinner’s mouth. Skinner felt his heart expand, filling his chest with an ache as they slowly and tenderly made love to each other. He entangled his fingers in their hair before moving back down the spines again, making the two undulate against him as he gently fingered the base of their spines just above the cracks of their ass. Scully reached up again for his mouth as Mulder made tongue tracks to the lobe of Walter’s ear, giving it little love bites, tugging it gently with his teeth before giving Scully the same treatment. Scully moved to Walter’s neck, planting tiny kisses along his shoulders, giving loving attention to his muscles as Walter joined the three of them together by drawing Mulder’s earlobe into his mouth, sucking at it and nibbling lightly. Walter firmly ran his hands up and down their backs again, finding their hands on each others hips, briefly lacing the fingers of one hand with Mulder and the other with Scully, looking down at them as they kissed each other, delving into each other’s mouth. His heart was bursting with a love he never believed he would be blessed with as he felt a tear roll down his cheek. The others looked up at him, feeling the change in his breathing. "I love you both so much it hurts." He explained. They held him closer, moving their hands over his chest and belly, along the insides of his thighs, briefly cupping his balls and cock. He automatically spread his legs a little further apart, allowing them to explore him. They each put one of their own legs between his, capturing him between their thighs. Their hiked themselves a little higher, rubbing their crotches against him as they kissed, licked and nibbled their way across his upper body and each other. His hands traveled further down their asses until his fingers could gently rub at each puckered hole. Skinner could feel Mulder’s cock hard against him and Scully’s pussy leaving a slick trail on his leg. Scully pushed herself away long enough to lean down to crotch level. She tugged Mulder a little closer to Skinner until she could hold both their cocks together. She looked at them, the differences in coloring, Mulder more of a pinkish-tan and Walter a deep red-purple, Walter was thicker but Mulder longer, Walter’s hair Mediterranean thick and dark, curly and coarse, while Mulder’s hair was brown and straight with the elegance of cat hair. They were both perfect and both circumcised, giving her better access to the soft velvety heads. She licked the pearly dew off of both tips, Mulder was saltier and Walter muskier. The men moaned in each other’s mouth at the touch of her tongue. Scully reached around inside the door and brought out a tube of Astro-glide, showing it to the men. They knew what she wanted. Mulder moved off of Walter’s side, re-arranging the pillows as Walter laid down on his back. Scully straddled his hips, bending down to find his mouth. She shivered as she felt Mulder’s slender fingers rub her ass, messaging the tight hole with a fingerful of lube. One finger entered her and she groaned, resting her head on Skinner’s chest. He soothed her, rubbing her back and shoulders, whispering loving endearments to her as a second finger entered her. Skinner halted Mulder for a moment so that he could scoot Scully up a little more. Mulder continued to slowly move his fingers in and out of her ass, loosening her up for him as Skinner reached down between them and found her clit. He lifted her head so that he could taste her mouth again as his fingers made gentle circles around the tip of that tiny extra-sensitive organ. She held back a sob and opened herself up for a third finger in her ass. She could feel her orgasm building and moved her hips around their fingers. Mulder stopped her and lowered her onto Skinner’s cock. Scully gratefully sank down onto him, filling that aching void within her. Mulder then put his hand on her back and gently pushed her chest down onto Skinners, holding her still while he slowly and gently pushed his cock into her ass. He held still for a moment, letting her adjust to him. Skinner was kissing her, rubbing her back, trying to take her mind off of the pain. Scully took a deep breath, released it and Mulder sank all the way in. "Oh, God!" they all whispered together. They could feel each other, Scully could feel both cocks in her, the men could feel each other’s cock, the membrane between them so thin it felt like they were in the same place. Scully leaned up and pulled forward a little before pushing herself back down, the feeling of both cocks moving in her was unbelievable. It took a little practice until the three could work out a rhythm. Mulder pulled out as Scully moved up and then pushed in again as she sank back down onto Walter, slowly at first, then faster, but not too fast. It was a time for gentleness and love, for praising each other and for being together. They rocked slowly as one while the bright shining moon smiled down on them, highlighting them in their time of love. Scully came first, not an earth shattering mind blowing orgasm, but one of completion, of satisfaction. The men came moments later, both together, filling Scully with their essence as they touched each other with wondering hands. They remained in each other’s arms for the night, waking up to a new sunrise. The end. (No complaints about romantic sap; I was feeling the nesting urge:)