Okay, here's my contribution to the May lusty PWP challenge. 
 
May Pole
by Elizabeth Gerber
 
Rating: R
Category: VRH
Keywords: THREESOME M/Sk/Sc
Spoilers: none
Summary: A May Day celebration. Or, an interesting use for a tall 
man with a bald head.
 
Archive: WalterTorture, Archive/X--yes, please. Others just ask 
first. 
Feedback: Yes, please, to elixia@mindspring.com.
Disclaimer: The characters depicted within belong to 1013, Fox 
and Chris Carter.
 
Note: This is un-beta'd and unencumbered by plot.
WARNING!! This story contains consensual sexual activity 
between two men and a woman. Don't read this if that bothers 
you or if you're under age.
 
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Mulder heard the door to the apartment open and called out, "Did 
you get the ribbons, Scully?"
She closed the door behind her and walked into the bedroom, 
which Mulder was decorating with flowers, before answering. 
"Sure did, Mulder. Five yards of green for you, five yards of blue 
for me. Did you manage to dig up some duct tape?"
"Yeah, he had some under the sink." He placed some more 
daisies and carnations on the night table and stepped back to 
survey his work. "Think it looks sufficiently spring-like, Scully?"
"Oh, yeah, Mulder. It's turning me on already. Walter had better 
get home *soon*." She picked up her bags from the floor and 
placed the satiny two-inch-wide ribbons on the table next to the 
small roll of duct-tape and all the flowers. "Check out the boxers 
I got you, Mulder."
She held up the garment, and Mulder groaned. "Flowered 
underwear, Scully? Come on...."
"Hey, it's May Day. Live a little. Plus, look at the bright side, I got 
myself some too." She pulled out a pair of skimpy flowered 
panties and a matching bra, waving them in the air.
"I guess I can live with that," Mulder leered. "Soyou really used to 
dance the May Pole in elementary school?"
"Sure, Mulder. We had a May Queen and everything."
"Somehow I don't think this is what they had in mind."
Scully just started giggling and began pulling off her jeans and top 
so she could change into her new "outfit." Mulder followed suit, 
and soon they were both dressed in nothing but bits of flowered 
cotton.
"Well, Mulder, we've got flowers, ribbon and brand-new clothes. 
All we need is our pole."
"I think I hear him coming through the door now."
They walked out into the living room to find their lover carrying 
groceries into the kitchen. He arched an eyebrow at Mulder and 
Scully's state of undress.
"To what do I owe *this*?"
"It's May Day, Walter. Beltane." Scully advanced on him, 
removing his tie and kissing him softly. "You know what Missy 
used to call this holiday?"
"Dare I ask?"
"The Happy Horny Holiday."
"Oh God. What do you two have planned?"
Mulder bent down to assist Scully, removing Skinner's pants, 
while she undid the buttons of his shirt. "Just a little traditional 
celebration. In European villages, the young men would go out 
into the woods and find the tallest, thickest tree out there."
Mulder ran his hands roughly up Skinner's legs to his hips, feeling 
the older man's growing arousal. He tugged the waist-band of 
Skinner's briefs, then, and pulled them to the floor. Scully 
finished removing his shirt and went ahead into the bedroom.
"Don't tell me I have to wear flowered shorts like yours, Mulder."
"Of course not, Walter. Trees don't wear clothes,"Mulder purred 
in Skinner's ear. "Come on now, we must get this huge tree of 
ours into the village." He led his naked lover into the bedroom, 
where Scully waited next to the bed.
"Mulder--," Skinner tried to protest, but Mulder quieted him with 
a kiss. 
"Shh, trees don't talk either."
Skinner's eyes widened as he took in the flowers all over the 
room, and he gasped when he saw Scully holding the ribbons and 
a piece of the tape. "After the men brought the tree into the 
village, the women would decorate it with ribbons to make a May 
Pole." She smiled widely and stood on tip-toes in order to reach 
the top of Skinner's head.
With her nipples rubbing against his chest, she used the small 
piece of silver tape to attach the ends of both ribbons to his 
smooth bald head.
"What the hell are you doing Scully?" Skinner growled, but the 
anticipation was fueling his arousal, and his erection brushed 
Scully's stomach as she finished her work.
She guided him to the middle of the bedroom, telling him, "Once 
the tree was decorated, the men and women would pair up and 
dance around it in opposite directions. Mulder?"
Mulder took the end of the green ribbon from Scully and stood 
with the ribbon outstretched from his hand to Skinner's head. 
Scully held the blue ribbon and stood facing Mulder, a little bit 
closer to Skinner. Scully smirked, "It's important, of course, for 
the tree to be very still."
"And silent," Mulder reminded.
Skinner sighed dramatically, suppressing a chuckle, and 
marvelled as his lovers began to move around him, Scully 
ducking easily under Mulder's outstretched arm. The wide, soft 
ribbons crossed behind his head and twined around his shoulders 
and across his chest.
On their second pass, Scully reached her hand out and ran it over 
Skinner's chest. "What an amazing specimen you found, Mulder. 
So thick, so tall."
"It's almost to bad we had to bring it in, but I think it belongs here 
with us."
"Oh, absolutely." 
Their ribbons wrapped around his back and then his stomach. 
Mulder and Scully were bent double as their ribbons crossed just 
above Skinner's bobbing erection. Mulder grazed it lightly with 
his hand. 
"Such limbs this tree has."
"Makes me want to climb up on it."
Crawling past each other on the floor, Mulder and Scully wrapped 
their ribbons more and more quickly around their lover's legs, 
tying the ribbons off at his ankles.
"What did they do after they were finished dancing the May Pole, 
Scully?"
"Why, Mulder, they celebrated," she replied with mock reproof.
"Ooooh, good!"
Skinner's anticipation was so great that he didn't even fume at the 
tiny mincing steps necessary as Mulder and Scully guided him to 
the bed and lay him down on the sheets. Finally, they shed their 
flowered garments and set to celebrating May Day the way it was 
meant to be.
 
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Once they were all spent and satisfied, Mulder went to the 
bathroom for some washcloths, while Scully untied the ribbons 
and slipped them off Skinner's sweaty body. She carefully pulled 
the tape up from his soft skin and kissed him where the adhesive 
had been. When Mulder returned with the cloths, they all helped 
each other clean up and finally relaxed in the bed, languidly 
tangled together under the sheets.
Mulder ran his arms around Skinner's chest where the ribbons had 
been. "You can speak now, my tree."
Skinner moaned tiredly. "You two sure know to make an 
inanimate object feel loved."
Scully twined her arms around Skinner from the front. "You 
seemed pretty animated to me."
"May Day?" he wondered. "I never would have thought of 
celebrating it."
"But, Walter, it's the perfect holiday for us," Scully countered. 
"It's about love and the renewal of life."
"Don't forget sex, Scully. Sex is important, too," Mulder added. 
Scully laughed and reached over to run her hand though his hair.
With pale moonlight streaming through the blinds and a light 
breeze moving the scent of flowers through their room, the lovers 
slept.
 
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