From: Viceyy@aol.com
Date: Tue, 2 May 2000 02:23:38 EDT
Subject: Weekend in paradise  Friday part 1
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WEEKEND IN PARADISE
BY: LEELEE
CATEGORY: SK/SC/M
RATING: NC-17 
SUMMARY: Skinner takes his best girl (and guy) for some R&R.
WARNINGS: THIS STORY CONTAINS GRAPHIC SEX BETWEEN THREE FICTIONAL CHARACTURES 
AND INCLUDES M/M SLASH AND BDSM. DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE:
A. Easily offended.
B. Under the age of 17.
C. Prone to seasickness.
DEDICATION: To Hilary and John who love my blown jobs. (Whip out your 
hairdryer Hil!) And as always to my personal sex toy and research partner 
Chuck.
AUTHORS NOTES: This is the 5th and last story in the series that started with 
Hard. All of the stories can be read at Red Valerien's Skinnerotica site at 
http://dspace.dial.pipex.com/town/parade/hg83/skinner.htm
I'm done with this series. I swear. Sick a fork in me, I'm done. I've thrown 
in the towel. The fat lady has sung. Nothing could get me to write 
another!!!!! Well, unless someone sends me some REALLY good ideas!
This has been the most fun of the stories to write. And I feel my best yet. 
All thanks to the beta reading of Seeker1. She gave the story shape, 
corrected my horrible grammar, and at times she understood the characters 
better than I did! With out her poor Scully would probably end up having 
lousy sex with a yuppie named Brad in the back of a BMW. (Been there, done 
that and trust me she's having SO much more fun with her two sexy FBI agents!)
Enjoy! 


WEEKEND IN PARADISE:
FRIDAY
PART ONE

Fox Mulder relaxed back in the lounge chair with a sigh. The cooling Gulf 
breezes only tempered the setting sun's fierce heat. He rolled his iced tea 
glass across his forehead, allowing the dewy drops of condensation to cool 
his brow. The small deck was peaceful and private. All he heard were the soft 
sounds of the surf and the distant cries of seagulls. It was such a wonderful 
quiet after the noise and stench of Washington. Added to the relaxing 
atmosphere was his very sexy nude partner standing behind him kneading his 
shoulders. He looked over where Skinner was placing wrapped lobster tails on 
the grill. His muscular chest was sweaty from the heat. Mulder admired his 
boss's body. The silky blue shorts he wore rested low on his hips. Mulder had 
a pair just like them, lying on the couch inside that Skinner had purchased 
for him. But in giving them to him Skinner had explained that while they were 
at the cottage he would not allow Scully or Mulder any clothes. The feel of 
the warm sun on Mulder's nude body was keeping him in a constant semi-aroused 
state.

Leaning over to nuzzle his ear, Scully pulled her hands away and gaily 
announced "Times up." He wasn't going to give up that easily. "Come on!  Ten 
more minutes," he coaxed. 
"No!"
"Five!"
"No Mulder, it's my turn."
"Aw, come on Scully. Your suppose to be the slave girl today."  Scully came 
around in front of him and plopped down on his lap. Lifting the hair off her 
neck she said, "Listen Mulder fair is fair. You owe me a massage. Hell, after 
this afternoon you owe me a full body massage!" That was true, he thought, 
they had been pretty mean to her since they had arrived. She rubbed her wet 
pussy against his rapidly growing erection to remind him of the outrageous 
teasing that she had suffered. Since they had arrived, Skinner had refused to 
allow her an orgasm and had ordered Mulder to play along. Mulder was enjoying 
the desperate look in her eyes and the almost wanton behavior her sexual 
frustration was causing. But apparently her unfulfilled state was not enough 
to get her to continue being his personal masseuse. 
 
Mulder eyed her slim pale neck. Only a few small hickeys and the scar where 
her implant was placed marred it. He leaned over and softly kissed the spots. 
They were all there because of him. He would always feel guilty about the 
implant. But he couldn't dredge up any guilt about the hickeys. As they had 
driven down from Tampa, he had announced that her "No hickeys" rule didn't 
count on vacations. To prove his point he had leaned over the seat and 
nibbled on her neck until she had begged him to stop.
Mulder made one more attempt to get her to continue with the massage. "Hey 
Skinner! Tell Scully she has to be my slave girl." Skinner looked up from his 
cooking. He ignored Mulder and gave Scully a soft smile. "Kick his ass Dana." 
Scully laughed and wiggled her bottom against him. "Rub, slave boy!'
 
Getting them all quietly down to Boca Grande had been a covert operation of 
epic proportions. Skinner's comment of "We need a weekend away" had taken a 
month to orchestrate. Three different flights leaving from three different 
cities had to be found and reserved under false names. All the flights had to 
arrive in Tampa on Friday afternoon. Fake drivers licenses had to be gotten 
from the Lone Gunman. They drew straws to see who would get the easiest 
route. Mulder was lucky and got to fly out of Washington. Scully had to drive 
up to Baltimore and fly down from there. And Skinner, who pulled the longest 
straw, had to drive to Richmond and suffer through a three-hour layover in 
Orlando. He had arrived in Tampa announcing that he would shoot anyone who 
even dared hum "It's a Small World."  

When Scully had coyly asked Skinner what she was allowed to pack, he replied 
that they were only to bring their toothbrushes, bathing suits and sandals. 
He would be in charge of their weekend clothes. He ended up purchasing 
clothing unlike any they had ever worn. For Mulder and himself were pairs of 
loose silk shorts and University of Florida tee shirts to wear over their 
bathing suits. For Scully he had bought a blue silk tank top and silk 
wrap-around skirt. The tank top was cut above her belly button and was very 
revealing. The gauzy skirt hung low on her hips and was tied on the left, 
leaving most of her left thigh exposed. 

After arriving at the cottage, they quickly showed Mulder around then sat 
down on the couch to open his gifts. Skinner had leaned over and kissed 
Scully deeply when she had exclaimed over the clothes. "Now remember Dana, 
it's only to be worn when we go into town. Here in the cottage and out on the 
deck I want you nude."  Skinner had looked over at Mulder and added "You too, 
Mulder." Mulder just nodded his head. Skinner stood Scully up between his 
legs and pulled off the clothes she had arrived in. He allowed her to try on 
the clothes he had bought telling her she could wear them for only a short 
while. She helped him take off his shirt and jeans and knelt down to help him 
into his own new silk shorts. His erect penis distracted her from her chore 
and while both men watched, she bathed it with her tongue before tucking him 
inside his silky pants. Skinner sat down and looked pointedly at Mulder who 
was still dressed. Mulder stood up and quickly began to disrobe. With a 
start, he realized that he had been waiting for Skinner's orders. Obeying 
Skinner was still new to him. He knew that while they were here Skinner would 
call the shots. Scully had made it clear to Mulder that this is what he could 
expect. "Skinner looks at the cottage as his turf." She had said to him one 
night. "You'll have to do as he says also." Mulder had tried to hide the 
excitement that statement had caused. As Mulder disrobed he watched the older 
man's eyes roam over his body. He couldn't help the fact that his cock was 
hardening from Skinner's inspection. He pulled on the silky shorts so they 
could see him in them and sat back down unsure of how to react.

When they were all dressed in their weekend clothes, Skinner surprised Scully 
with another gift. It was a gold chain anklet. Hanging from the delicate 
chain was a small S. the S could stand for Scully. Or as Mulder observed, it 
could stand for spooky, but Dana saw it for what it was. Skinner's mark of 
ownership. After he had fastened it to her ankle, she held out her leg and 
admired it. The anklet made her leg look slim and very sexy. The fact that it 
was a mark of ownership did not offend her. In fact it turned her on. 

She was constantly amazed that she got so much joy out of being possessed by 
this man. She had always imagined that Mulder would be an intense lover and 
Skinner would be cold and businesslike. How wrong she had been about them 
both. Mulder was teasing and relaxed. He was almost childlike in his 
enjoyment of their play and loved to experiment. Mulder would gladly go along 
with anything. Skinner was the intense one. He didn't seem to enjoy being 
anywhere but on top. His complete dominance worked out fine for her. She 
could not imagine a relationship with him where she was anything but 
submissive. Strange when you considered her forceful personality. But not so 
strange if you considered how exhausting it was to always be so capable. 
Skinner could also be very loving. And his loving could be as intense as the 
sex. She always tried very hard to please him because If she did, she was 
rewarded with his loving attentions. She craved these and would do anything 
to spend the moments before they fell asleep luxuriating in his kisses, 
caresses and words of praise. He had a way of making her feel she was the 
most important thing in his world. Looking at his mark of possession circling 
her ankle, her eyes filled with tears. What a bizarre life she had! She was 
having frequent, playful sex with her best friend, and was the adored 
submissive of her boss. As odd as that was, Dana Scully had never been so 
happy in her life.

Scully scooted over on the couch they were all three sharing and snuggled up 
against her boss. Never being one to find the right words to express herself, 
she used her hands and lips. Within seconds she was straddling Skinner and 
kissing him deeply. Pulling her gauzy skirt out of the way, she ground her 
bare wetness into his silk covered erection. The feeling of her silk encased 
nipples rubbing against his hairy chest was very erotic. His hands stroked 
her ass gently. She felt lost in his mouth and against his hardness. He 
caressed her breasts through the silk before pulling the skimpy top up and 
off her.

They had been too busy with work to be together in over a week. She knew 
Mulder was just as desperate as they were. But she wanted to show Skinner how 
much his gift meant to her. How important he was to her. She continued to rub 
herself against his erection. The silk over his cock was getting wet from her 
juices but she didn't care. The friction felt too good to worry about stains. 
Skinner was getting more and more excited. His hands gripped her hips and 
were grinding her against his pulsing cock. Pulling away from her mouth he 
said "Dana, take out my cock." She reached down and freed him from the silk. 
Lifting her body off his, she stroked him until he moaned and told her to 
stop. "Stick my cock in your pussy baby." She slowly eased her body until the 
very tip of his cock was nudging against her lips. "Drop yourself down fast." 
Instantly obeying his command she dropped down and impaled herself on him. 
She gasped at the pain of such a forceful invasion. Skinner threw his head 
back and held her tightly against him. She was so hot and tight. He had to go 
slow or this would not last long.

Mulder rested back into the couch cushions and watched them. He felt at times 
that he could watch them for hours. He ran his hands down Scully's back and 
slid his finger around the crack of her ass until he was touching Skinner's 
balls. Watching her take such a huge cock always made him so hot. With out 
thinking he reached down with his free hand and stroked himself through his 
shorts.

Skinner began to lift her off him and yank her back down. It only took one 
stroke for the discomfort to turn to exquisite sweetness. She wrapped her 
arms around his neck and hung on. The thrusts were strong enough to make her 
hips slam into his. But they were so slow that, even as close as she was, she 
could not find release. "Faster." She moaned. Skinner continued his slow hard 
thrusts. "Come on, faster!" still no change in his rhythm. She reached her 
hand down towards her throbbing clit determined to get herself off. Skinner 
saw what she was doing and grabbed her hand. Taking both of her hands in his, 
he pinned them behind her back. She wiggled on his cock in frustration. "Stop 
it! I want to touch myself. You're not doing me fast enough."

Skinner stopped his slow pounding. Holding her down on his cock all the way, 
he pulled back on her wrists so he could look into her flushed face. Taking 
his hand off her hip he stroked her burning pussy. "Dana, who does this 
belong to?" She knew what he wanted her to say. "Umm, You?" Skinner frowned 
"You can do better than that." She closed her mouth and ground herself 
against him, unwilling just yet to play along. Skinner grabbed her hip to 
still her movements. Speaking slowing and clearly he addressed her like she 
was a slow-witted child. "You're going to have to answer me properly Dana. I 
would suggest you behave." She knew she should do as he said, but still kept 
her mouth closed. Skinner glared at her. "Mulder, get the handcuffs out of my 
bag." 

Mulder jumped up to follow his boss' commands. This game was getting very fun 
to watch! He pulled the handcuffs out of Skinner's bag and snapped them on to 
Scully's wrists. With a loud smack he placed a kiss between her tense 
shoulder blades and reached down to squeeze her ass before sitting back down 
to watch. He tried not to laugh at the pissed-off-Scully look she gave him. 

Skinner's hands were now free to make her behave. She looked so angry with 
her hands restrained that his cock twitched deep within in excitement. "I'm 
waiting young lady." Scully felt her juices leaking out from around his cock. 
She desperately wanted to move. "No!" His hands caressed her breasts. "Tsk 
tsk, what a naughty little girl you are." He took both of her nipples between 
his fingers. He began to pinch down on them. She glared at him. "Meany." He 
let go of her right nipple and slapped it gently. When she still didn't 
respond he pushed her back to get more room and delivered several stinging 
slaps on her breasts. Scully bit her lip and tensed the muscles of her cunt. 
Two could play this game she thought as she began a pulsing rhythm. He 
pinched her nipples hard. "Oww stop it." she cried. "Are you going to 
behave?" She tensed her muscles as hard as she could and smiled. "Go to hell 
Skinner." Skinner leaned down and nipped her breasts. He set up a rhythm of a 
slap followed by a firm pinch, not pausing while she milked his cock with her 
pussy. 
   
Mulder watched her breasts jiggle with each slap. They were turning a lovely 
shade of pink. He wondered how long she would continue with this contest of 
wills. He wanted to tell her to give in because she didn't have a chance of 
winning. But judging by her panting gasps she was enjoying herself too much 
to stop right away. His partner handcuffed and impaled on Skinner's cock with 
her pink breasts wiggling after each slap, was a beautiful sight. Mulder 
slipped his new shorts off so he could grab his erection more firmly. He 
stroked his cock too gently to cause an orgasm though. The desire to fuck her 
on top of the coffee table as soon as Skinner was done made him hold off. 

Skinner hit her breast hard enough for her to cry out. "Stop! That's enough." 
"Are you going to behave?" she said nothing. He pinched her nipples very 
hard. "Please, that hurts." "Then say what I want you to say or say your 
safeword. It's your choice."  She didn't want to use her safeword and he knew 
it. It always made her feel weak and unworthy. "All right! I'll be good." His 
hands stopped and gripped her breasts firmly.
"Now then, Dana who does your pussy belong to?" Dana hung her head. Why did 
he have to make her feel so ashamed? "My pussy belongs to you sir." "And do 
you think it is nice to play with something of mine without permission?" "No, 
sir" 
"From here on out you are never allowed to touch this pussy without my 
permission. Even once we get home. If you wake up in the middle of the night 
and I am not there, you must call and ask permission. Do you understand?" 
Scully kept her head down. She couldn't help but feel embarrassed that Mulder 
was witnessing her total but willing submission. Embarrassed and wet. "Yes, 
sir" 

Mulder stroked himself faster. This was too good! The picture of her lying in 
her bed, wanting to masturbate but being forced to call and ask permission, 
made him hot. He hoped he would be there to witness it at least once. Maybe 
the next time they went out in the field! Mulder almost bust out laughing 
when he remembered the gift he had brought her. She would have a fit when she 
saw it! This was going to be a fun weekend. He had every intention of helping 
Skinner torture his wonderful partner.  

Skinner kissed her forehead and told her she was a good girl. Her asking 
permission was not something he'd planned, but he congratulated himself for 
thinking of it. He would make Mulder assist him in controlling her. Scully 
was sitting on him with her head bowed. Her sore red breasts were heaving. He 
was so close to exploding over their little game that he was afraid to move. 
Scully hid her pleasure over his praise and her intense arousal with an angry 
glare through her lashes. Pissed about this Dana? He thought. Well tough luck 
agent. Grabbing her hips he lifted her almost off his cock and began to slam 
into her. She threw her head back and moaned. He saw that she was as close as 
he was. Fat chance, sweetheart! He thought. Slamming into her deeply he cried 
out as he exploded inside her. He pulled her close and held her trembling 
body tight. Her hips ground against his, trying to find her own release. With 
a smile he stilled them with his hand. "No! Come on Skinner, that's not 
fair." Skinner just chuckled and pulled her off his lap. "Shit!" she cried in 
frustration. 

Mulder reached over and unlocked the handcuffs. He rubbed her slightly 
reddened wrists and gave her a sympathetic look. Putting her arms around him, 
she shamelessly rubbed her breasts against him and said "So partner, want to 
help me out here?" Her face looked so hopeful. Her cheeks were flushed with 
her excitement and there was a fine sheen of sweat over her forehead. Mulder 
thought she had never looked so beautiful. When she pointedly licked her 
lips, he almost threw himself on top of her. He looked over at Skinner unsure 
of what to do. Skinner gave him a stern look and silently shook his head. 
Mulder felt a spark of sympathy for his incredibly frustrated partner. But 
then he remembered his gift and sympathy turned quickly to amusement. Skinner 
once again took control of the situation. "Dana, Mulder needs attending. Take 
him in hand, or rather in mouth and be sure to swallow." Scully glared at her 
boss. Getting down on the floor between Mulder's legs, she slipped her 
fingers between her thighs. But Skinner caught the motion of her hand. 
Grabbing her by the hair he yanked her head up so he could look into her 
eyes. "You will not like the punishment for breaking this particular rule 
Dana. Keep your hands where I can see them." Scully groaned and when Skinner 
let her go, banged her head repeatedly against Mulder's thigh.

Mulder stroke her silky hair. "Poor Scully. You want me to help you with your 
little problem?" She kissed his knee and ran her tongue part way up his thigh 
while giving Skinner a smug look. Skinner just smiled back. He was beginning 
to realize that Mulder was as easy to control as Dana was. Also he knew 
Mulder would never give up an opportunity to harass his partner. Mulder 
reached over to the coffee table and picked up his bag. "Funny you should 
have this problem Scully. You see I bought you a little gift. Maybe now would 
be a good time to give it to you." Mulder, barely able to contain his glee, 
reached in the bag. "Close your eyes and hold out your hand." Scully was not 
amused. "Oh for christsake Mulder, just give it to me!" Mulder looked over at 
Skinner and bit back the laughter that was threatening to explode out of him. 
"She's being naughty again, sir!" Scully almost screamed. "FINE! Give me the 
stupid gift." She closed her eyes and held out her hand. This is too good, 
Mulder thought. Her sexual frustration was turning her into a whiney bitch! 
So that's how you drive her over the edge. "Give it to me Mulder or I'll 
shoot you in the other shoulder!"

Mulder reached in and pulled out the gift. Placing it in her hand he said 
"Surprise!" Scully opened her eyes. Lying across her hand, with a big pink 
bow tied around it, was a large fluorescent green dildo. They all looked at 
it silently. Scully's face twisted. "Great! Just what I need, one more dick!" 
Skinner and Mulder lost it. Scully watched them laughing for a minute before 
her lips began to twitch and she joined in. 

Skinner finally got up and said, "I'm going to go start the grill. Don't even 
think about using that thing, young lady." He leaned over and lifted her chin 
for a quick kiss before leaving the room. Mulder was a little worried she 
would refuse him. After teasing her with a vibrator, she was more likely to 
hit him than to suck his cock. But the beautiful smile she gave him told him 
otherwise. "Thank you for the gift." He smiled back. "I swear we didn't plan 
this Scully.  I just wanted to watch you use it.  It's something that I've 
fantasized about for years."
"Oh, don't worry I plan on using it. Of course I may shove it up Skinner's 
ass when I'm done." They both laughed. "Or maybe I'll let him use it on you." 
She asked as she searched his face for confirmation of what she long 
suspected. Mulder became very serious. Was he really that obvious? He should 
have known she would see through him. She knew him better than he knew 
himself. His desire to have sex with Skinner had grown in the months they had 
all been together. Just once he wanted to feel what she feels. Other than 
mild curiosity, he had never been aroused by another man. After fighting his 
attraction to his boss for months he had finally admitted it to himself. He 
wanted to experience this with him and by now you would think he would feel 
comfortable enough to ask. Their whole relationship was an experiment. Why 
not try every thing? But Skinner was an ex-marine, for god's sake! He was 
also the most masculine man Mulder had ever known. How could he get up the 
nerve to ask? 

Scully watched his reaction closely. She had seen the way her partner watched 
Skinner. Mulder's obvious response to Skinners perusal as he had taken off 
his clothes earlier had been more proof. But knowing Mulder as well as she 
did, she knew he would have to work through his many homophobic feelings 
before he could ask for what he wanted. Perhaps she could help. Unlike Mulder 
she knew Skinner very well. He was thoroughly enjoying his budding attempts 
to dominate Mulder. Making love to Mulder would be just another way the 
forceful man she loved as much as her sweet partner could be in charge. 
Pulling Mulder's head down for another kiss, she whispered against his lips. 
"Do you want me to ask for you?" He looked into her knowing eyes. "No. Let me 
work on it." He kissed her back and as he pulled away gave her a worried 
look. "You don't think I'm crazy for wanting this do you?" She laughed. 
"Mulder, you just watched me give Skinner full authority of my body! Do you 
think I'm crazy?" "Of course not. That turns me on." She smiled and ran her 
hands slowly up his thighs. "Well there you go." "Have I told you today that 
I love you Agent Scully?" Scully just smiled as she bent down and took him in 
her mouth. 

WEEKEND IN PARADISE
FRIDAY
PART TWO

Skinner's culinary skills never ceased to amaze them. He could make ordinary 
food taste wonderful. Give him exceptional ingredients and he could whip up a 
work of art. That night it was lobster. Wrapped in tin foil and grilled with 
butter for dipping. Fresh oysters on the half shell with a hot sauce and au 
gratin mixture sprinkled on top then broiled. Even the salad and crusty rolls 
tasted special. He always brushed aside their numerous compliments. He cooked 
well, he said, because he hated to do dishes. And the cook always rested 
after the meal.

They ate out on the deck by the light of two citronella candles. The only 
other illumination was the moonlight shimmering off the calm waters of the 
gulf. The weather was balmy but the constant gulf breezes cooled them. It was 
a romantic and intimate dinner. The magical quality of the night was not lost 
on the three lovers. Even Skinner, who could be at times so quiet and 
reserved, came to life. They polished off all the delicious food and drank 
two bottles of wine, all the while maintaining a non-stop conversation. They 
laughed over Mulder's descriptions of his favorite college professor. Wiping 
away tears of laughter when he stood up and imitated the professor's cockney 
accent. The hardest laughter was not at the expense of the poor professor, 
but rather Mulder's imitation that Skinner described as Ringo Starr on acid. 
It was in this way that the three spent the evening. Completely relaxed and 
content in one another's company.     

As Mulder finished the last of the wine, Skinner led Scully to the edge of 
the deck. They leaned on the rail and quietly admired the moonlight on the 
water. Scully felt his strong arms around her. She snuggled back into him 
enjoying the feel of his muscular bare chest against her back. His strong 
warmth cause all of her earlier frustrations to come flooding back. She tried 
to get him to do more than just hold her. She pressed her ass against him and 
rubbed her hair across his chest. Skinner's hands just held her firmly by the 
shoulders until she held still. For a long while he just held her. Both of 
them lost in their closeness and the beauty of the night. Mulder came over 
and hopped up on the rail. He pulled them both against his front, burying 
Scully between his knees. Lifting her face, he started to kiss her. Her 
answering kiss was deep and passionate.  She cherished the feel of Mulder's 
mouth against hers and Skinner's warmth pressed against her back.

Skinner cupped her still tender breasts and lifted them for Mulder to suckle. 
He worked her breasts until she was moaning with pleasure and then pulled 
back to caress them with feathery touches. Scully returned the attention by 
licking the tips of her fingers and stroking his nipples until they puckered. 
She felt so hot and ready standing nude between them, the moonlight touching 
her bare shoulders and breasts. By unspoken agreement they stroked her with 
only their fingertips. Their touches so soft she was unsure at times that 
they were actually touching her. Scully felt lost in the constant gentle 
stimulation. They were playing her body like an instrument and she rewarded 
them with low moans from deep in her throat. The pleasant hum of arousal was 
building in her to a fever pitch. Skinner increased her agony when he slipped 
his hands down the crack of her ass to test her wetness. The sexual torture 
was working. She was almost embarrassingly wet. She was getting close to an 
orgasm when Skinner suddenly dropped his hands to his sides. "Why don't you 
two do the dishes." She almost screamed.

Scully stood over the sink washing the dishes while Mulder dried and put them 
away. His face looked so smug she wanted to slap him. He was a willing and 
ecstatic participant in the "drive poor Scully crazy" game. After all, he 
thought, he was only following orders. Just to keep her aware of his 
amusement, he kept reaching down and caressing her bare bottom with his moist 
hands. When she leaned over to scrap a plate he cupped her bare breast and 
gave it a squeeze. She couldn't take it any more. Standing up she grabbed his 
hands and said, "Damn it Mulder!" He gave her his most innocent look. "What?" 
"Don't look at me like that. You know exactly what you're doing."
"Agent Scully do you have a problem?" 
"I have to take this from Skinner, but I'll be damned if I have to put up 
with this from you. You're my PARTNER! "
Mulder laughed and pulled her close. "OK tell me what you want Scully?"
She was trying not to slap him. God knows she was trying. "Sex Mulder! I want 
sex. Preferably the type that ends with me having lots and lots of orgasms."  
Mulder looked at her shocked. "You wanton little hussy." She slapped him. 
"OK, OK, I'll take care of you." He said between laughing.

His mouth came down on hers. Using his body, he pressed her backward against 
the sink. She quickly forgave him for teasing her as he ground his huge 
erection into her abdomen. Turning her around, he lifted her ass up. She 
grabbed the faucet and positioned herself so he could enter her. Mulder 
stroked his impressive length and grabbed her hips. His rapid breathing 
showed her he was just as anxious for this as she was. There was no fumbling 
or pausing. Her juices at that point were dripping down her inner thighs. 
With a growl, Mulder entered her and pressed in until his hips were flush 
against her ass. They moaned in unison at the sensation. 

She had never been this wet and ready before, but Mulder wanted to hold back 
and make it last forever. Scully was bucking against him and making the most 
incredible sounds. He wanted to feel her explode around him. As worked up as 
she was, it would not take much. But Skinner had pulled him aside before they 
ate and told him not to let her come. Still it would be difficult. So much of 
his pleasure came from causing her to come undone. Most of the time he 
couldn't find his own peak before he helped her find hers. Looking over he 
saw Skinner standing in the doorway. The look on his face dared Mulder to 
disobey his order.  He plunged faster into her incredible heat. Skinner 
walked into the kitchen and said in a voice too soft to match his look, "Be 
careful, Mulder." Mulder groaned and began to slam into her. Skinner reached 
over and slapped him hard across his tensing ass driving Mulder over the 
edge. He cried out as he came deep inside her. He felt a ridiculous sense of 
pleasure at Skinner's smile. Yanking out of her, he patted her bottom and 
said as casually as he could "Hey, Thanks, Babe." Then followed Skinner out 
of the room. Scully was left hanging over the sink gasping with their mixed 
juices trickling down her legs.

Scully just stayed in position. Her body shaking in shock. She couldn't 
believe Mulder would just walk away. Her whole body was one tensed muscle. 
She was so incredibly close she was having trouble breathing. She slipped 
down off the sink onto shaky legs. This stupid game had gone on long enough! 
She was on vacation and had been promised lots of sex that would cause lots 
of orgasms. As it was she had gotten laid twice now, and had she came even 
once? No! This was the last straw. She looked around the door leading to the 
deck and saw no one. Leaning her over-heated body back against the cool 
refrigerator, she slowly trailed her hands down her abdomen and slipped them 
between her legs. It's not like it would take more than a few strokes, she 
thought. She buried her finger deep inside herself. It felt so good. "Dana 
Katherine Scully!" Skinner bellowed from the doorway. Her whole body jumped 
and as she looked over and saw him. All she could say was "OhShit" 

Skinner looked so angry as he strode over to her. Her whole body shivered at 
the look on his face. Why do I let him do this to me? She thought. Grabbing 
her hand, he yanked it up and inspected her fingers. She bit back a 
hysterical laugh. "I was just coming in here to throw you up on the table and 
end your suffering. I had every intention of making you come so hard you 
begged me to stop." She bit her lip and gave him a fearful look. "I warned 
you didn't I?" She mumbled a shaky "Yes, sir." "That's what I thought. Come 
with me." He grabbed her hand and started to pull her out of the kitchen. 
"But the dishes aren't..." His angry look stopped her mid-sentence as she 
bowed her head and let him drag her out of the room by her wet fingers.

He tossed her onto the king-sized bed. She was gasping with her excitement as 
he yanked off his pants revealing his rock hard cock. She wanted to plead and 
beg for him to hurry when he went to the closet and pulled out his belt. 
Mulder casually walked in and rested his gorgeous nude body in a chair beside 
the bed. She was not sure which made her hotter; an angry nude Skinner 
standing over her with a belt or the fact that Mulder was going to watch her 
punishment. 
"What did you do?" Skinner growled.
"I touched myself without permission." She hated the stammer in her voice.
"Be more specific!"
She took a deep breath. As embarrassing as it was she was past defying him. 
She had pissed him off enough. Now she was desperate for release and 
completely submissive. "I touched my pussy without asking you first." Mulder 
leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees and looked at her with 
shining eyes. 
"I told you that you would be punished if you disobeyed me, didn't I?" Scully 
bit her lip and nodded. "Since this is a new rule I will only give you five 
lashes." Scully slowly rolled over onto her stomach. They had done this 
enough before for her to know how he wanted her body to be arranged. Lifting 
her hips, she placed a pillow under them. The room was silent as she lay 
there waiting for Skinner to begin. She tried to calm her breathing. Her body 
was shaking with excitement. The belt impacted against her ass. "Don't 
presupposed with me, young lady. Roll back over on the pillow and spread your 
legs." Scully's head jerked up and she studied his face. Surely he didn't 
mean... Even Mulder sat up and looked at Skinner with a worried look on his 
face. Skinner said nothing just continued to stare at her stonily. With her 
limbs quaking she rolled onto her back. She spread her legs a little. 
"Wider!" he commanded. She spread them wider debating with herself whether 
she should say the one word that could end the game. "Spooky" was about to 
come out of her mouth when Skinner slowly doubled the belt. She felt both 
men's eyes on her body. With her hips up on the pillow and her legs spread 
wide, she was completely exposed to them. She was so close that one touch of 
that belt against her throbbing clit would probably make her explode. Scully 
closed her eyes and prepared herself. All anxiety fled as the most intense 
arousal she had ever experienced took over. Mulder leaned over and took her 
hands in his. Whether to hold her still or to comfort her, she didn't care 
which. She gripped his fingers tightly.
"You will count each one and then ask for the next. Forget the counting and 
I'll have to start over." She was too hot to let that embarrass her further. 
"Yes sir." She whispered. 

She did not hear the belt cutting the air and with her eyes closed she did 
not see it. The stinging slap was painful enough to cause her to cry out. 
"One! Oh god Skinner that hurt!" He waited until she was ready to ask. 
"Please can I have another." Mulder pressed her hands into the mattress. She 
was trying to hold still, but her body felt out of control. He slapped the 
belt against her dripping wet pussy. "Two! Come on sir that hurts. Please can 
we stop, I'm sorry I swear I'll be good." "Dana that's enough. Now what do 
you say?" Scully bit back hysterical laughter. Suddenly a vision of Kevin 
Bacon in Animal House entered her head. "Thank you sir may I have another." 
Mulder knew what she was referring to and giggled into her ear. The third 
slap her scream. "Skinner!" The slap stung her entire groin. The stinging 
didn't ease quickly like the last one. The mild burning made her lift her 
hips and spread her legs obscenely wide. She wanted his cock. She was so 
desperate for more friction. She yanked against Mulder's hands wanting to 
grab herself and ram her fingers deep inside her body. Looking into Skinner's 
cold eyes, she felt a sob starting. He was really angry with her! She felt 
ashamed to have upset him so much. She had to be good so he would let her 
come. "Three. Please give me four." The fourth stung like the third and she 
let the sob escape. Tears started to fall. The frustration and need forcing 
her to writhe and moan. Her body was on the edge. The burning from the slaps 
was intense. Her whole focus was on her exposed and reddening pussy. She 
started to cry harder. From what she was no longer sure. The need for release 
was all consuming. "Dana, please don't make me start over." "Four" her voice 
was no more than a shaking whisper. She closed her eyes, relaxed her body and 
gave up all control of her body. It was his now. "I'm sorry I was bad sir, 
please give me five."  

The slap sounded deafening in the large airy bedroom. The explosion tore 
through her whole body and she screamed as the intense orgasm blew through 
her. She felt it explode in her body and through her head making her almost 
black out with it's intensity. Barely conscious she felt Skinner scramble on 
top of her and without pause, shove his cock deeply in her spasming body. The 
sensation of being penetrated in the middle of her orgasm caused her body to 
convulse once more. The back to back orgasms ripped sobs from her throat. She 
grabbed him and held on tight while he brutally plunged into her. Skinner 
pried her arms from around his neck and lacing his fingers with hers, 
extended their arms out above their heads. He rested his head in her neck and 
with a cry, lost himself.

It felt like hours before they were able to move. Mulder had lain down on the 
bed beside them and was stroking both of them. Skinner knew he was too heavy 
for her. Just a few more minutes, he told his foggy brain. Mulder's fingers 
skated down Scully's leg and smoothed up the back of his. Scully's sobs had 
eased and she had her head buried in Skinner's neck. He crooned calming words 
into her ear until her small body was calm underneath him except for an 
occasional hiccup. Mulder's caresses were so relaxing. Skinner never thought 
he could enjoy a man's touch like this. But with Mulder it felt right. They 
were all a part of each other. Skinner lay on his lover and allowed himself 
to enjoy the gentle stroking. He turned his face into Mulder's palm when he 
stroked down the side of his head. Mulder held his hand still and cupped his 
boss's cheek before running his fingers down his neck. Loving Mulder's sweet 
touches, Skinner came to the decision that it was time for them to strip away 
all their past ideals of what sex was to them. This wonderful closeness they 
shared was unique and should be used to explore everything.  

That thought gave him the strength to roll off his now-sleeping Dana and fall 
deeply asleep. Mulder got a blanket from the closet. They were both sleeping 
so peacefully. He would not wake them to pull down the covers. Spreading the 
blanket over them, he leaned over and pressed a kiss to Scully's sweaty 
forehead. He stretched out beside Scully and gently draped his arm across 
them both. As he soaked up the warmth of his sleeping lovers, he let his hand 
continue to caress Skinner's back. Tomorrow, he thought, tomorrow he would 
risk it all and ask.
   

  

      
From: Viceyy@aol.com
Date: Tue, 2 May 2000 02:26:08 EDT
Subject: Weekend in paradise  saturday part 1
Source: direct

WEEKEND IN PARADISE
SATURDAY
PART 1

Fort Myers beach was an eclectic mix of funky surf shops, gaudy souvenir 
shops and white sand beaches. As the three lovers walked along they were 
charmed by the "Where the boys are" atmosphere. Rowdy college students and 
families with screaming kids mixed with retirees enjoying the beautiful 
spring day. They had docked their Thirty-two foot Morgan sailboat at the city 
pier. Walking into the center of the tourist section, they were assaulted by 
the smell of fried seafood. Banners all around announced that they had 
arrived on the day of Fort Myers beach's annual seafood festival. They had 
gorged themselves on blue crab legs and fried whiting. Washing the food down 
with Coronas and lime.

Scully laughed at her lover's long-suffering groans as she dragged them into 
every shop she could find. Mulder's complaints that he didn't come on 
vacation to shop were ignored. Especially when she saw how long he hunted on 
the tee shirt racks for just the right shirt to remember the trip by. Skinner 
bought a box of expensive hand-rolled cigars made by Cuban refugees in Ybor 
City. Scully spent her time hunting for the perfect hats for all of them. She 
once again ignored Mulder's complaints when she put the hat she had bought 
for him on his head. It had a shark's fin sticking out of the brim. Skinner's 
hat had a nautical theme and declared to the world that his name was Captain 
Bligh. The three lovers received many looks from passersby. The woman in the 
crowd admired the two handsome men, wearing silly hats and smoking huge 
cigars. The men admired the petite red head that was wearing a loose, sexy 
skirt over her small bikini. When she lit up one of Skinner's fat cigars, 
people stopped and stared. By two o'clock they returned to the boat sweaty 
and full of too much seafood and beer.

The long sail back to Gasparilla Island was very scenic. The blustery breeze 
made the going quick. Skinner found a sheltered bay near an area with the 
ridiculous name of Stump Pass and they dropped anchor. Scully slathered 
herself with sunscreen and laid down on the bow to take a nap. The men pulled 
out the rented fishing tackle and tried their luck at fishing.  Their 
attempts were unsuccessful. Even though both had fished many times, it had 
been years since they had done it. Still, they managed to make a good show of 
it. They whispered pointers to one another and enjoyed the quiet and beauty 
of the gulf. In the end, all the fresh bait they had brought was fed to the 
ever-present seagulls.

Scully had fallen asleep within minutes of lying down. The breeze kept her 
cool and the gentle movements of the boat rocked her to sleep. Skinner, who 
was untying her top and mumbling something about uneven tan lines, awakened 
her. Looking around anxiously, she only relaxed when she realized there were 
no boats around. His hands went to her hips and pulled off her bathing suit 
bottoms. The sun felt wonderful on her exposed skin. Skinner looked over to 
where Mulder was reeling in his line and said, "Scully needs more sunscreen. 
Get plenty on her ass. The only time that bottom better be red is when I warm 
it up." Mulder climbed up onto the bow and took the bottle of sunscreen from 
his outstretched hand. Just as Mulder began to uncap it, Skinner reached over 
and ran his hand down Mulder's back and patted his ass. His touch was 
electric. Mulder stared at him with wide eyes. "Lose the suit." Skinner 
growled. Scully smiled as she watched her partner quickly pull his suit down 
his legs and toe it off.  

"You still owe me a full body massage, Mulder." Scully stretched out on her 
back and lifted her arms above her head. Her nude body exposed and ready for 
his ministrations. With fumbling fingers Mulder opened the sunscreen and 
drizzled it down her torso. The greasy lotion felt cool enough to make her 
gasp when it hit her over-heated skin. Mulder grinned at her discomfort. She 
narrowed her eyes at his amusement. He owed her and he knew it! Mulder's 
hands rubbed the lotion into her breasts until her pink nipples hardened. He 
slowly ran his hands down her abdomen. Then he started rubbing her in a 
circular motion, over her stomach and down her thighs. His hands felt hot and 
slippery. Her body responded instantly. She parted her legs slightly. Hoping 
Mulder would take the hint and run those slippery long fingers down between 
her legs where things were really getting hot. His fingers slid down to the 
inside of her thighs and teased the outer lips of her pussy before pulling 
back. She spread her legs further. Looking pointedly at Mulder, she tried to 
let him know with out words that she had experienced enough of this last 
night. She didn't want to have to say anything. Skinner wouldn't like her 
making demands. She had lost the right to control her orgasms the night 
before. Mulder looked up at Skinner with a questioning look. Skinner shook 
his head and said, "A massage doesn't mean she gets to come." Mulder smiled 
down at her a continued with his teasing. 

Scully watched as Skinner climbed down into the cockpit of the boat. When she 
heard him rummaging around in the cooler she began to whisper to her partner. 
"Don't you feel bad about teasing me last night, partner?" Mulder chuckled 
and spread her legs further making her arch her back and moan. His fingers 
continued to brush close to her before pulling back. She tried a different 
tack. Reaching down, she stroked his large erection as it bobbed between his 
legs. "Mulder, I promise if you give me what I want I'll suck your cock so 
hard you won't be able to walk." She gave him a wide smile and slowly licked 
her lips. Her thumb rubbed around the head of his cock. Mulder moaned and 
scooted closer to her face fully prepared to take her up on her offer, but a 
dangerous growl caught their attention. Both of them looked up when Skinner's 
shadow fell over them. The looks on their faces were like two children who 
had been caught in the act of playing doctor. Skinner stood with his hands on 
his hips and a scowl on his face. He waited while they quickly separated 
before saying, "You're sucking me off first, Dana." He sat down beside where 
she was lying and pulled the back of her head over until she was face down in 
his lap. He handed Mulder a tumbler full off ice and said. "Mulder, cool her 
off." He lay down and rested his back against some boat cushions. Scully shot 
Mulder a nasty look before she bent to her task. She would pay him back for 
getting her in trouble later!

 She straddled his legs on her hands and knees. He lifted his hips so she 
could pull his trunks down and have access to his still flaccid penis. Even 
soft it was still impressive. She loved to catch him before he got hard. She 
could stuff almost all of him into her mouth. She filled her mouth with 
Skinner's cock until her nose was pressed against his pubic hair. Skinner 
became harder and harder as she suckled him. When he was as hard as a rock 
and she could only deep throat him down half of the length of his shaft, she 
pulled him out of her mouth and ran her tongue up and down the length of him.

Watching her pleasure their boss always got Mulder hot. She was on her hands 
and knees looking up into Skinner's eyes and making these little yum-yum 
noises that were really turning him on. He reached into the tumbler and 
pulled out a large ice cube. He sucked the water dripping of the end before 
running it down Scully's spine. She hissed and arched her back at the 
contact. He used the ice to paint her back with water; it melted quickly on 
her heated flesh. Getting out a fresh cube he started at her neck and ran it 
all over before he slipped it down to her chest. Scully was pressing her 
breasts upward waiting for his ice-cold touch. But with the next ice cube he 
reached under and stroked it over her abdomen making her squirm. 

Skinner gripped the back of her neck to remind her not to get distracted from 
what she was doing. Trying to ignore the shock of the ice she took him deep 
in her mouth. She pulled him back out only to drill her tongue into the 
crease on the tip of his cock. Skinner eased up on his grip on her neck and 
stroked her hair. "You love sucking my cock, don't you?" Mulder leaned over 
her kneeling body. He had an ice cube in each hand. Taking the cubes in his 
fingers he swirled them around her breasts starting from the outside and 
working his way in. Scully loved the way the ice numbed her skin then 
increased its sensitivity as it warmed. She moaned around Skinner's cock 
being sure not to slow down the blowjob and anger him. Mulder held the ice 
cubes firmly against both nipples. He held them there until they melted and 
she was wiggling her body trying to get away from the sustained cold. After 
they melted he firmly pinched her nipples. They were still very numb and even 
though the pinch was strong she felt only mild discomfort. As they warmed her 
nipples began to pleasantly burn. The burning made her pump her mouth up and 
down Skinner's cock faster. 

Mulder took two more cubes in his hands. This time he started with her feet. 
He swirled the cubes around the soles of her feet causing her to curl her 
toes and giggle deep in her throat. He ran them up the backs of her smooth 
calves and up the backs of her thighs. Getting fresh cubes, Mulder began to 
paint them across her ass. She arched her back and stuck out her sex in the 
hopes that he would rub the ice across her throbbing clit. Taking a fresh 
good-sized cube in his fingers, Mulder pressed it up into her vagina. The 
shock of being penetrated by the cold ice caused her to let go of Skinner's 
cock and reach around to cover her self. Skinner grabbed her by the hair and 
pressed his cock back down her throat. Looking her straight in the eye he 
addressed Mulder. "Leave it in and stick another one in her ass." Scully bent 
back down to her task and squirmed at the sensation of Mulder sticking an ice 
cube up into her rectum. He took another cube and stroked it across her 
swollen clit making her jump and almost bite down on Skinner's cock. The 
noise she made may have been her calling "Mulder!" but with her mouth full of 
cock meat it came out muffled. Skinner was blissfully unaware that he had 
just narrowly escaped injury. He had his eyes closed and was holding onto the 
sides of her head rapidly fucking into her mouth. Mulder ran the ice cube 
across her again. This time she did not jump. It felt so wild. She wiggled 
her hips at him hoping he would understand her silent plea for more. Mulder's 
chilled fingers stroked her. She felt so numb and aroused by the cold. As 
Skinner picked up his pace pumping into her mouth, she tried not to gag and 
ground herself against Mulders cold fingers. She felt Skinner tensing as his 
cum hit the back of her throat. He had long ago trained her to swallow it 
all. 

Mulder pulled his fingers away from her chilled flesh as Skinner finished 
with her mouth. She started to lie down onto Skinners outstretched legs. 
Wanting him to cuddle her for doing such a good job, but Skinner held her in 
place with his hands under her arms. He pulled his legs out from under her 
leaving her on her hands and knees. Sitting down beside her, he stuck two 
fingers into her pussy and laughed. "Even ice didn't cool this hot little 
cunt off much." He pulled out his fingers and motioned to Mulder. "Get over 
here and service this poor pussy." Mulder kneeled between her legs with is 
cock in his hand. He leaned over her and nipped at her neck while he and 
eased his cock into her. The cold of her normally warm pussy caused him to 
shrink back. He set about warming them both up with smooth strokes. Scully 
arched her back and took him as deeply as possible. He lay across her back 
and rubbed his chest against her moist back. Pressing down harder to increase 
the drag of his nipples. His nose was touching her hair and he breathed in 
her cocoa butter scent. Resting his weight on one hand, he gently stroked her 
breasts. The pace he set was slow and languid. As the boat rocked gently to 
and fro he matched his rhythm to counter the movements. Scully sighed and met 
each thrust. They were both lost in a haze of soft stimulation. 

Skinner sat and watched them for a while. He checked the shore and the 
horizon once again for any signs of other boats. Seeing none he picked up the 
half empty tumbler and looked at it thoughtfully. Skinner grinned slightly at 
Mulder's firm ass pumping up and down. He had to understand that he would be 
treated no differently than his partner. This was new enough for Mulder that 
Skinner resolved to take it slow. He set the tumbler down and stroked his 
hands over the younger man's head. Mulder started and slowed his pace. 
Working his fingers through Mulder's thick hair felt so good to Skinner. It 
had been awhile since he had been able to do that to his own! His hair was 
courser than Dana's, but just as soft. Mulder slowed his pace even more as he 
enjoyed Skinner's attentions. Even Dana seemed to sense Mulder's distraction 
and didn't complain or try to rush him. 

His hands roamed down Mulder's neck and reached around to feel the stubble on 
his chin. Mulder pressed a kiss to his hand when it passed close to his lips. 
Skinner had never touched a man like this. That fact and the view of Mulder 
kneeling submissively over Dana, so obviously enjoying his touch, made 
Skinner feel breathless. He ran his hands down Mulder's muscular shoulders 
and trim back. The feel of Mulder's muscles moving under his hands was even 
more exciting. Mulder was a strong man. Once he was used to being penetrated, 
Skinner would not have to hold back. His hands gripped Mulder's back firmly 
at the thought and he felt his recently spent cock coming back to life. He 
finished his inspection by running his hands over Mulder's strong buttocks 
and cupping his balls in his hand. Mulder whimpered and thrust deeply into 
Scully when he gently squeezed them.

Taking his hands off him, he picked out two ice cubes from the tumbler. He 
began the same exquisite torture that Mulder had inflicted on Dana. First he 
skated the ice down the young man's back painting whorls into his skin while 
the ice melted. He reached around with fresh cubes and stroked them across 
Mulder's hard stomach. Mulder sucked in his gut and tried to retreat from the 
cold until Skinner growled his displeasure and pressed down on his back. 
Forcing the chilly contact. New cubes were rubbed over his chest and held on 
his nipples. Mulder squirmed and moaned, his hips increasing his thrusts into 
his partner. Skinner had watched Mulder rubbing the ice on Dana carefully. 
When the ice melted he too pinched Mulder's small nipples firmly enough that 
when they warmed he would feel the sting. 

Skinner ran his hand down Mulder's back to prepare him. Taking a fresh cube 
he ran it down the crack of his ass. Mulder was gasping from the sensation. 
Skinner circled his ball sack with the ice and then slowly forced it into his 
very tightly puckered rectum. Mulder's whole body began to shake at the feel 
of the ice and Skinner's large finger entering him. 

Scully felt Mulder's shaking and the incredible tensing of his muscles. 
Turning her head, she figured out what Skinner was doing. The thoughts that 
he was anally penetrating her partner while he was fucking her turned her 
white hot with passion. She bucked back onto him forcing him to increase his 
rhythm. She was very close to the edge. 

Skinner worked his finger out of Mulder's tight grip. Plucking two ice cubes 
out of the tumbler, he pressed one to Mulder's balls and rubbed them gently 
with it. The other ice cube he pressed into the puckered hole. This time 
working two fingers into him. Skinner deliberately turned his fingers down 
both stretching his opening and rubbing his prostate. Mulder's hips jerked 
wildly into Scully. He was moaning "Oh god, oh god, oh god..." Scully had put 
her fingers in his ass many times, but her small talented fingers were 
nothing compared to Skinner's large ones. The ice was the only thing 
preventing the powerful orgasm that was building in his balls. Skinner's 
fingers worked him. The sensations were shooting up his back. He couldn't 
prevent the sobs that came out between his moans. Scully was clenching his 
cock tightly with her inner muscles. He thought he heard her cry out her 
orgasm, but he was beyond caring. Her body was just there to ease his 
torment. His hands gripping her hips hard enough to leave bruises while he 
pounded into her lush pussy. Skinner was thrusting his fingers in and out of 
him in time with his own thrusts into Scully. Feeling Mulder's tightness and 
watching his mind-blowing reactions was so incredibly arousing that Skinner 
decided he couldn't wait for later until he could drive his cock inside him. 
He wanted to hear Mulder whimper and moan right now while he reamed him. 
Skinner bent his fingers and scrapped his prostate. It was more stimulation 
than Mulder could take and he exploded with a cry. The force of his orgasm so 
powerful his legs and arms gave way and all his weight landed on Scully 
crushing her to the deck under him. 

Skinner quickly pulled his fingers out of Mulder. Concern for Scully's 
welfare chased all ideas of further sex with Mulder from his mind. He pulled 
an exhausted and trembling Dana out from under her gasping partner. With the 
exception of very red knees and palms, her only injury was a small bump on 
her forehead. Skinner kissed it tenderly to make it well as Dana gave him a 
tired smile. He would have to be more careful next time. Somebody had to stay 
in charge, even when the scene was mind blowing. Mulder obviously lost 
control when it was really intense. Skinner reached gently out to bring the 
young man back to his senses as Dana wrapped her arms around her shaking 
partner. Skinner stroked his sweaty back and shushed him until he relaxed. 
His touch was as gentle as Mulder's had been from the night before. 

All three of them looked up at the sound of another boat entering the pass. 
With Scully's help, Skinner managed to get the exhausted agent dressed. While 
Dana finished getting Mulder and herself decent, he lifted the anchor and 
raised the sail. After a friendly wave to the newcomers, Skinner headed the 
boat into the wind and headed back to the dock. Only the noisy seagulls 
noticed their leaving.    

WEEKEND IN PARADISE
SATURDAY
PART 2

Sweaty and sticky with sunscreen they returned to the cottage on Boca Grande. 
They argued amiably over who would take the first bath as the cottage's 
shower only held two people. Skinner finally ordered Scully to stay in the 
shower while both he and Mulder bathed. She happily went along with this as 
her job as official back washer had some obvious perks. While she washed both 
men they were unable to keep their hands of her. Slipping her fingers down 
between Mulder's buttocks, she teased him about making sure that particular 
area was clean. When she finally emerged, her skin was wrinkled and her whole 
body buzzing with need. 

While they took their light dinner salads out onto the deck to eat, Mulder 
secreted himself in the kitchen. He told them he was making them a tropical 
surprise. What he had made was a pitcher of Mai Tais, a cool, sweet, lethal 
concoction of rum, liqueurs and fruit juices. They all had slight buzzes 
after finishing the pitcher with Mulder drinking the most. Scully watched him 
and understood. They all knew what had almost happened on the boat. Now there 
were no threats of boats on the horizon to stop either one of the men. Even 
though she knew both of her lovers wanted this, Scully knew they could 
probably use some "liquid courage". 

The mood was tense and electric compared to the relaxed laughter of the night 
before. They sat in deck chairs with their feet propped up on the rail and 
watched the sun set over the Gulf. Skinner had shed his shorts as well, and 
in the waning light, Scully admired the hard male bodies on either side of 
her chair. Then she looked out over the water to admire the other beautiful 
sight. The sky was on fire with a thousand colors as the sun sank behind the 
clouds. Almost every shade of color from yellow to deep red was represented. 
The wind had picked up and it seemed to blow the warmth of the setting sun 
all over their nude bodies. 

When the colors faded and the Gulf turned dark, Skinner turned to her and 
pulled her into his lap. She snuggled back against his strong chest and 
waited for him to let them know what would happen. It was so relaxing just to 
let Skinner take control and tell her what to do. Self-assured and 
self-confident Scully was on vacation and she loved the freedom from making 
any decisions. Mulder moved over to sit in the chair she had vacated. 
Reaching over he took her hand in his. He was slightly nervous and needed a 
little reassurance about what was happening between them. Nervous but 
excited. Like Scully, he felt it easier to sit and wait for Skinner to 
decide. 

Skinner absently stroked his hands over her breasts. Tweaking her nipples 
until they were hard. His hands felt good but it was the anticipation of what 
he would do to Mulder that caused her to wiggle and squirm in his lap. 
Skinner finally had to put a hand on her hip and say "Hold still, little 
girl." She turned so that she could have access to his neck. Nipping and 
tasting him until he set her on her feet. He patted her bottom and said, "Go 
lay Mulder on the bed. Give him a back massage. I want him relaxed and 
ready." Scully smiled down at her partner. She was thrilled to play the role 
of the harem girl preparing a new virgin for her master. She leaned over and 
gave Skinner a kiss before leading a silent, excited, but compliant Mulder 
into the house.

Once in the bedroom she turned to Mulder and studied his face. It was a 
mixture of arousal and fear. His erection bumped into her stomach. She 
reached up, pulled his face down to hers and kissed him gently. He wrapped 
his arms around her back and sighed into her mouth. Within moments they had 
both deepened the kiss. She wanted to help her partner become even more 
relaxed and aroused so she turned up the heat. Sliding her tongue into his 
mouth she swirled it around how she knew he liked it. Her hands were busy 
caressing his body. She ran them down his chest and stroked his nipples. 
Breaking the kiss, she pushed him down on the bed. She turned him over on his 
stomach and settled the pillow under his head. Skinner had told her to give 
him a massage, but he hadn't told her to only use her hands. Pushing the hair 
off his neck, she bent over and covered it with kisses and licks. Then she 
ran her tongue down his spine enjoying Mulder's moans from the slow licks. 
His skin was covered with goose bumps. With her fingers and tongue she 
caressed his ass until he was moaning steadily. Her fingers found his balls 
and she stroked them before she wedged her fingers into the crack of his ass 
and pulled them open. She bent her head and ran her tongue down the crack. 
She wanted this to be so good for him. 

Her tongue stroked him. His worries about tonight seemed far away. He felt 
her tongue make contact with his shy hole and she began running it around in 
a circle. He started to pant and groan. Looking up he watched Skinner enter 
the doorway. What a mind-blowing situation, his partner was rimming him so 
his boss could fuck him up the ass. He had never been so excited in his life!

Skinner watched Scully rimming her partner. He knew she would take care of 
Mulder's so apparent anxiety. He reached into the dresser and pulled out a 
tube of lubricant and a condom. Pulling Scully's face up he handed her the 
condom. She tried to control her excitement as she opened the package with 
her teeth and lovingly took Skinner's large cock in her hand. When she had 
rolled it over his cock smoothly, she placed a lingering kiss on the head. 
Skinner bent over and gave her a kiss before telling her to go lie down. She 
looked a little disappointed, but he did not want to risk her getting crushed 
again. This was a very new thing for both him and Mulder. Until he knew how 
they were both going to react, he wanted her to stay clear.

Straddling Mulder's legs he once again started to touch his thick hair. He 
ran his fingers down Mulder's strong back and grabbed his firm buttocks. 
Skinner felt a wave of lust pass through his body. God, he wanted this. All 
evening he had been thinking about plunging into Mulder's tightness. Making 
them all wait had been torture for him too. He took the lube and squirted 
some on his finger. When he stroked it over Mulder's hole, his whimper 
stopped him. As ready as Scully had made him, he still seemed tense. Leaning 
over him he kissed Mulder's neck. His tongue flicking out to taste him. 
Mulder's skin tasted so different from Scully's, woodsy instead of sweet. 
Skinner grabbed a hand full of 
Mulder's hair, pulling his head back so he could whisper into his ear. "It 
will be so good Mulder, I promise. I'm going to slide my big cock right up 
your tight ass. And there's nothing you can do about it, boy. You're going to 
scream, and moan, and I'm going to fuck you so hard you come all over my 
hand." A shudder passed through the younger man at his boss' words. Moaning, 
he arched his back and pressed his ass into Skinner's hard stomach.

Skinner eased a finger into him. The thickness once again made Mulder moan, 
as the finger worked in and out stretching him. Skinner eased a second finger 
in and Mulder couldn't help but gasp "Please". The gentle thrusts were 
matched with hot kisses down his back. Mulder turned his head and looked at 
Scully. She was watching wide-eyed with her mouth open. Her panting was 
almost as ragged as his was. She had crossed her legs and he could tell she 
was slightly rubbing them together. His last thought of her was that she 
would probably like to beg Skinner to let her touch herself. Then he forgot 
her presence as Skinner pressed a third finger into him. The stretching pain 
was a shock at first. After a few thrusts, the pain turned to intense 
pleasure and his body pushed up and back to meet the hand that invaded him.  

Skinner pulled his fingers out of Mulder's body. He was as ready as he would 
ever be and Skinner couldn't wait another second to bury himself in that ass. 
His cock was throbbing and his balls were almost painfully tight. Grabbing 
the lube he squirted a large amount onto himself. It felt so cool against his 
hot flesh he hissed and bit back a moan. Control Walter, he told himself. He 
coated his cock with the lubricant and then reached down and gripped Mulder's 
hips. He pulled the man up on to shaky knees. Reaching around him, Skinner 
stroked Mulder's hard weeping cock. He had never touched one other than his 
own. He knew what would feel good to Mulder. He ran his hand from root to tip 
and gently squeezed the head. Mulder's moan told him that he liked it. It was 
time. Skinner straightened up, gently parted Mulder's butt checks and 
growled, "Before I'm done with you, you'll beg me to stop, you'll come so 
hard."  

Mulder felt something large press against him. He tried to relax his body. 
"Relax baby. You can take it. Come on, open up for me." Suddenly Skinner's 
cock was pressing into him. He took panting breaths trying to ease the sharp 
pain. The pain eased only when he felt the head pass through the ring of 
muscles. He felt so full! Skinner's cock was so thick. The odd pleasure/pain 
he felt made him want to scream for more. He moaned and lifted his ass to let 
Skinner know he was ready for it all. 

Scully was so aroused she didn't know what to do. She wanted to rub her clit, 
thrust her hand into her wet pussy and damn the consequences of not asking 
Skinner for permission. The scene in front of her was the most erotic she had 
ever seen in her life. She had never even considered that two men fucking 
could be exciting to watch. She moaned with her need as she watched Mulder 
press back onto Skinner's cock. Mulder's whimper made her grind her ass into 
the mattress. He arched his back and cried out as Skinner filled him. She 
knew the feeling and was desperate for it now. God, they were so beautiful 
together.

Mulder pressed back and felt Skinner's heavy balls bang against his own. He 
whimpered from the burn and the sensation of being completely impaled. His 
boss pulled back, and his rectum stretched taunt to hold Skinner's cock in. 
The downward thrust was slow and steady. The burn ignited into a slow flame 
and he moaned. Skinner stroked out and back in faster. Mulder matched his 
stroke and bit his lip when Skinner bottomed out in him hard. He began 
pumping faster opening Mulder, spreading him wide and filling him almost 
painfully full. The intense sensation took his breath away. He wanted more. 
He wanted it faster.

Skinner was trying so hard to control his pace. He wanted to pound into 
Mulder's body brutally. God, he was hard. Mulder's ass muscles clenched 
around his cock tighter than anything he ever felt. And he wanted to feel all 
of his body against him. Grabbing Mulder's shoulders, he pulled the young man 
up close to his heaving chest. Yet another novelty, Mulder was about the same 
height as him. He threw an arm across Mulder's chest to hold him up and 
stroked his cock in deep. He felt Mulder's body quiver and shake. The sound 
of Mulder's non-stop moans made him feel like he would burst into flames. He 
couldn't hold back any longer. Grabbing Mulder's shoulders firmly he rammed 
himself deep inside him.

Mulder laid his head back on Skinner's shoulder and cried out with pleasure. 
Skinner's fingernails scratched at his nipples and an electric current shot 
straight down to his aching cock. He wanted Skinner to touch him. He couldn't 
touch his cock. Skinner would kill him. He was in charge and all Mulder could 
do was beg. "Please." Skinner was nipping and biting his neck. His hands were 
holding his hips hard, pushing up into him hard. "Please, sir." He moaned. 
"Tell me what you want Mulder." Skinner's voice was so steady, so calm. 
Mulder's world was a frenzy of need. "Please." Mulder's mind was flying. He 
couldn't get the words. Skinner growled against his ear. "Tell me!" his 
breath was hot against Mulder's skin. "Oh, God, please. Jerk me off, sir. 
Please." Skinner thrusts were strong, fierce. He bit into Mulder's earlobe. 
Punctuating each word with a strong thrust he said "You. Are. Mine!"

Skinner was fucking him brutally. They looked almost animalistic. Scully knew 
she could never tolerate being taken like that. Mulder's face was a mask of 
mindless pleasure. It was torture for her to watch. She wanted a cock, hell; 
she wanted anything hard to pound into her. Her juices were wetting the 
bedspread. Mulder's cock looked huge. It bounced with each one of Skinner's 
thrusts. The head was a dark purple. Her mouth watered with the need to shove 
it down her throat. She wanted to wrap her legs around his waist and impale 
herself on it. 

Skinner's hands slid around the thrusting hips. Mulder felt like his cock was 
on fire as his boss's fingers clutched him again. Mulder thought he would die 
from pleasure. He jerked his hips, thrusting into the hand that held him so 
firmly. "Yesyesyesyes." Skinner's cock pumped harder, almost mindlessly. 
Mulder thrust into the tight fist every time Skinner rammed in deep. The 
fingers gripping him so hard, it was almost painful. Skinner's cock was 
driving him over the edge. His balls were painfully tight and he couldn't 
hold back the scream as he came and came. His cum splattering the bed spread 
in front of him. Skinner's cock was invading him and ramming in hard and 
deep. Mulder's fell forward with Skinner's full weight on top of him as the 
older man shuddered and exploded deep inside him. 

It took Skinner a few moments to work up the strength to lift himself off of 
Mulder and pull off the used condom. The only sound in the room was his and 
Mulder's harsh breathing. Scully jumped up and ran to the bathroom for warm 
wet washrags. Both men were lying on their backs half-conscious. Neither 
protested when she gently washed them off. Mulder made a half-hearted attempt 
to kiss her before rolling on his side facing Skinner and closing his eyes. 
Skinner lifted his head long enough to lean over and kiss Mulder softly on 
the lips. His lips felt soft against Mulder's and even as sleepy as he was 
Mulder returned the kiss. Skinner lay back on his back and enjoyed the feel 
of Dana sitting over him stroking his face.

Dana looked down at her exhausted lovers. Her whole body was hot and flushed 
with arousal. Poor baby, Skinner thought. She hadn't even been rode hard and 
she was being put up wet. Very wet, actually, he noticed as he stroked her 
soaking pussy. He decided to tease her a little. "Maybe later, Dana." as he 
pretended to close his eyes. Dana groaned and rubbed her hard nipples against 
him. "Little girl, settled down or I'll turn you over my knee." She groaned 
as she continued to wiggle beside him. Skinner laughed to himself as he 
growled, "Why, you little slut. That turns you on does it? You want me to 
blister your bottom?" She slipped her hands down and stroked his limp cock. 
She was desperate for anything at this point. "Well, before we leave, you'll 
be standing in the corner, letting everyone admire your sore red butt. Then, 
I'll put Mulder over my knee too and see if I can get his ass as red as 
yours." Scully smiled to herself. Now that was a thought. 

Skinner closed his eyes but she would not give up. "Please sir. Let me do it 
myself then and you watch." He sighed "fine. Go get Mulder's little present 
and use that. Just try to do it with out keeping me awake!" Scully jumped up 
and got the bright green vibrator out of the dresser drawer. Trust Mulder to 
get me an alien dildo, she thought as she crawled into bed between the men 
and lay down. Mulder lay on his side facing her. She thought he was asleep 
until she heard him mumble. "Damn it Scully, can't you wait until I'm at 
least awake for that?" She smirked at his sleepy face. "Yeah right Mulder. 
That's spoken like a man who just got laid." Mulder chuckled and snuggled up 
against her. 

It took her a second to get the vibrator going. It had been quite a while 
since she had used one. The vibrator was large, but still smaller than either 
one of her lover's. She turned it on and touched it to her breasts. She knew 
that as tired as they were, both men were still watching her. Not too long 
ago she had been too embarrassed to masturbate in front of them. Skinner had 
released her from that inhibition. Hell, he had broken down all her 
inhibitions. She ran the toy around her hard nipples and arched her back and 
moaned at the contact. When she couldn't take the friction any longer, she 
ran it down her abdomen and all over the inside of her thighs. Mulder reached 
out and stroked her nipples. She turned her head and answered his sleepy 
smile. 

She teased the dildo around her swollen pussy lips. It glided over the 
wetness that coated them. She wouldn't touch her clit just yet; she wanted to 
enjoy the sensations for a little while longer. Slowly she slid it inside of 
her. Pulling it out after just one thrust. Once again she teased it around 
her lips. Running it around and around her clit. She was so close it would 
only take one touch. She eased up on the pressure every time she felt she 
would explode. Mulder had lifted his head and was suckling her breast. His 
hand pinching and squeezing her other breast. She felt Skinner's fingers 
stroking her inner thigh. He stuck a finger inside of her to wet it. She was 
in heaven. Their hands were all over her. The buzzing toy was driving her 
mad. "Fuck yourself with it Dana." Skinner's grumbled command drove her wild. 
She pressed the dildo deep inside her. It was wet and slippery in her hand. 
Gripping it firmly she started to thrust it in and out. He pulled himself 
closer to her and ran his tongue around her ear. Mulder was licking and 
nipping her breasts. She pressed them into his mouth. Her gasps filled the 
room as they worshipped her body. Skinner stuck his wet finger into her ass 
driving her over the edge. She arched her back off the bed and exploded with 
a cry.

Mulder pulled the still-buzzing vibrator out of her limp body. Both men 
watched closely while he pressed it to her lips. Darting out her tongue, she 
licked the juices off it. Mulder pumped it into her mouth a few times. 
Enjoying the sight of it passing her pink lips to plunge deep into her mouth. 
Exhaustion stopped their play as Mulder set the toy aside and they snuggled 
close to her. Within moments they were all asleep.


WEEKEND IN PARADISE
SUNDAY

They were gone when she woke up. On the drive in they had spotted a beautiful 
golf course and Skinner had called and arranged an eight AM tee time for him 
and Mulder. Scully had pleaded off. Not only did she not know how to play 
golf but also she had no desire to learn. She didn't want to spend her last 
morning in paradise standing around watching her two men hitting small balls 
with metal poles. She took a quick shower, pulled on her bikini and grabbed a 
banana from the kitchen. Taking her breakfast down to the beach, she set off 
to take a long walk until they got back. 

She was glad that the men were spending the morning together. They needed to 
spend time together as friends. Last night had forever changed their physical 
relationship. The friendship that they'd both worked so hard on for the past 
few months shouldn't change. She loved the fact that they enjoyed one 
another's company. She hoped they'd work through any negative emotions about 
what they'd done. This was going to be a good thing. She just knew that their 
relationship would only get better. 

The morning was warm and clear. After Washington's haze, the startling blue 
sky was a novelty for her. She took off her sandals and walked at the edge of 
the surf. The damp sand squeezing between her toes. Stopping only to 
investigate a sea turtle nest that the locals had surrounded with chicken 
wire to protect. There were only a few people out enjoying the sun. Later, 
she knew more families and seniors would come to swim and look for shells. 
She relished the calm and quiet of the beach. The peace she was experiencing 
would be hard to find once she got home. 

Reaching the point of the island, she spotted the remains of a road. The 
blacktop was still visible under the shifting sand dunes. Scully looked at it 
and shook her head at the stupidity of man.  Some over-eager government 
official had probably ordered it put there. Saying perhaps, "We need a road 
to circle the island." Large amounts of money had probably been spent and 
many man hours to build it. Nature must have laughed at their attempts. A few 
strong storms, maybe a hurricane and half of the road was crumbling into the 
Gulf. The rest was closed off with ugly barricades and the dunes had been 
encroaching ever since. In a few more years visitors would probably walk 
right over it and not even know it's there. 

For some reason the remains of the road made her sad. Everything was 
fleeting. Either you threw your heart in to building a road or saving the 
world from alien invaders and government conspirators. No matter how 
honorable the goal, some projects failed. Failure wasn't something she 
dwelled on. She could lose her mind from worry over what the future held. Not 
only the worry about her loved ones safety, but also how she could continue 
to be a part of such a bizarre love affair. Just having their relationship 
exposed could destroy it. Or one of them could so easily mess it up. But as 
the failed attempt to build a road was showing her, life was fleeting. Who's 
to say that everything wouldn't end tomorrow? Either you spent all your time 
worrying what would happen or you enjoyed life as it was happening.      

Turning around in the wet sand, Dana Scully headed back to the cottage to 
make her men some lunch before they had to fly home. Leaving her worries 
behind she picked up her pace. If she hurried they could say goodbye to the 
cottage in style!