Title: Epilogue to Porn Star Author: Bertie Date: 12/11/01 Fandom: XF Pairing: M/Sk/K Category: PWP Other website: https://www.squidge.org/~vyper/BertiesFics/PornStar.htm Rating: NC-17 Status: Complete Archive: sure Feedback: bertie45@altavista.com Series/Sequel: probably more to come;) Warning: Major AU. Ramrod Stevens is Alex-porn star extraordinaire, Foxy McCoy is Fox Mulder-his fluffer and Walter Skinner is an FBI agent who gets caught up in the porn world;) Disclaimers: These characters have been through so many characterizations, scenes, universes, positions (my personal favorite;). So I don't think it would hurt too much to put them in this world I created for them. Notes: To my tireless and amazing beta, the Goddess Michele, my she reign supreme forever. Click on above link to refer back to original story. Foxy woke with a smile on his face; he had just had the most amazing dream. He was with the most fabulous, delicious and beautiful man in the whole world and the man loved him. They had made long, passionate love together all night before falling asleep together, exhausted, when dawn finally arrived. He stretched languidly and his hand encountered a large lump beside him. He automatically thought: 'Ugh! Bryant spent the night with me again? I must be desperate!' He turned over to look at the lump, ready to crinkle his nose at the odor, and discovered instead a vision of loveliness. There lay, in such sweet repose, the most fabulous, delicious and beautiful man of his dreams. Foxy felt like screaming for joy, but he settled for licking those sweet lips, kissing those lovely closed eyes and long lashes, and nibbling the end of that cute nose until the owner of all that fabulousness was awake. It had only been two weeks since Uncle Charlie had given him the full ownership of the Starlight Studios, and it still felt like a dream sometimes. Especially now, with his heart's desire waking under his kisses like something out of a fairy tale. An X-Rated fairy tale to be sure, but Foxy wasn't one to argue semantics. A smile that sent a fire through him beamed out and Foxy thought he'd melt from the heat of that grin. His cock was twitching good morning, but before he could touch it, Alex reached over and started pumping it, slowly at first then, increasing the pace as Foxy grew more aroused. Foxy moaned, wanting to feel more, but also wanting to feel his lover. "L-let me," he managed. He reached over and grasped Alex's erection in his hands. Alex moaned, loving having his fluffer touch him. He immediately chastised himself for thinking that; Foxy was much more than just his fluffer. He was his lover, and his forever he hoped. Just then a large hand came up from the depths of the bed sheets and wrapped itself over both of theirs. Walter, thought Foxy. How could he forget the one man who had brought them together and was now responsible for fucking them both silly practically every night? Foxy loved the feel of those big strong hands working his body-he didn't think he could get enough of them. Alex turned his head and Walter claimed those sweet lips for his own. He gasped into the big man's mouth as Walter's cock slipped into his still loosened hole. Foxy watched them making love, feeling so privileged to be with such amazingly beautiful and loving men. His lovers hands continued to caress his cock, though more desperately, until Foxy gasped, then came all over. Those amazing hands were working on Alex's cock as well, and doing a good job of sending him over the edge. Between the manual stimulation, and the feel of Walter's big cock sliding inside him, hit his prostate coming and going was a potent combination and soon Alex was crying out his release. Walter let his lover spasm around him but then continued to pound into the hot wet hole. Foxy watched with his eyes half shut then reached over and tickled under the big man's scrotum. That did it; Walter was coming into his lover. When they finally rose and stumbled into the shower to clean up, it was nearly time to get ready for work. Alex made them a big breakfast and then they all kissed each other just before climbing into Alex's car. Walter had been permanently removed of duty, which he gladly accepted. There was nothing left in DC but old memories and deep regrets. He was simply grateful he was allowed retirement benefits and had no urge to return to Washington. Having a home to move in to had helped the situation, but having two amazingly loving and adorable men to share it with made it the best gift he could have been given. Alex looked over at the two men in his car. They were so different and yet so perfect for him and each other. He worried about Walter though. The man seemed to sometimes be on the edge of boiling over with some unspoken emotions, and he couldn't understand why. He did know that when he touched him, the man seemed to calm, relax visibly and start to get out of whatever fugue he was getting into. Other times the fugue state worked wonders for the bedroom. He smiled at the small ache in his backside that seemed to say; "I can do this more often." When they reached the studios, Mac greeted them with a smile. "The boys are doing well, Foxy. Trevor had to be sent home, though. Came today with liquor practically soaked into his clothes." Foxy sighed. "Trevor needs help, Mac. Is this still because of his lover leaving him?" Mac nodded. "I am sure of it." "Set him up with an appointment, Mac. Otherwise we will just have to let him go." Mac nodded and said, "Will do." Mac loved this new very efficient and assertive Foxy McCoy. He had always known that the boy had it in him and was glad he was now running the business very effectively since Spender had retired. He had to admit that sometimes he still missed the old man, who had let him do his thing totally without interference. Foxy was far more hands on. Mac smirked at that analogy as he watched Foxy walk away with Alex and Walter trailing behind him. He was definitely more hands on with the star of the studios. Once in his office Foxy kissed Walter and watched as Alex did as well. Walter then left the office to stand guard outside the main office. Turning to his star, Foxy smiled warmly. "Shall we get down to business?" Alex smiled back at him. "Oh yeah." Foxy watched as his star shimmied out of his clothes in a very seductive little dance that had his cock twitching in his pants. In no time, Foxy was sprawled against the desk of his office, his legs hiked over Alex's shoulders and his star was plumbing his asshole. They had set up a camera in the walls where they would film each other in the office and they were planning on editing it and calling it The Executive and his Playmate. Walter stood outside the office, waiting to be invited in. He joined in the fun every once and awhile. Foxy said that could be edited later and made into another video called The Executive, his Playmate and the Security Guard. Walter just lifted his eyebrow but went with it. How could he say no to his two beautiful lovers? He wasn't camera shy; the enthusiasm of his lovers helped him forget that it was even there. It certainly beat the tedium of being Foxy's personal bodyguard. He squirmed when he heard some familiar sounds behind the executive office door. 'Fuck this!' he thought. He decided that today would be an extra editing day, and immediately entered the office. A huge grin spread across his face as he heard Foxy moaning loudly while Alex fucked him. Walter couldn't resist. He had to be a part of it. So he came up behind Alex and began to rim him. The semi-retired porn star moaned as that thick hot tongue thrust into him. Walter loved to taste him, and had been very happy to learn that Alex had never come from someone doing that to him before, but he came the first time the older man had done that to him. Alex had stilled his thrusting while Walter was rimming him, and Foxy did not like that one bit. He grabbed Alex by the hair and pulled him down to kiss him, letting his tongue tell his lover without words just what he was missing. Alex's tongue tangled with his as they fought for dominance. Soon his hips were bucking back against Walter's thrusting tongue and he had to pull away from Foxy to moan, "Fuck me, Walter." Foxy smiled in triumph as Walter's cock pushed Alex forward into him. They seemed to both be fucking the executive together and it was not long before the big man's thrusts were sending him over the edge. Alex was pulled down again for another passionate kiss as Foxy came all over. Alex gasped in sweet lungfuls of air through Foxy's lips as his own orgasm hit him with the force of a hurricane. The clamping of Alex's muscles sent Walter over the edge and he roared out his completion deep within his lover. They lay there still connected until Foxy cried out; he was slowly being suffocated from the combined weight of his lovers. Walter slowly pulled out of Alex, and then watched as the younger man pulled off of Foxy, cum slowly pouring down his long thighs. Foxy moaned a bit, feeling his muscles try to regain their strength. He didn't know if he would be able to sit down. Alex reached out a hand and Foxy gratefully took it, letting his lover pull him up from the desk. "Well, that will definitely have to be edited out." Foxy smiled warmly to his lovers. "That was wonderful. I wonder who should be on the bottom next?" He said this looking pointedly at Walter. Walter gave a big grin. "Hey, I'm up for it." Alex snickered. "No, you aren't, big guy." He looked pointedly at the slowly shrinking cock against Walter's balls. Walter just grinned back. "Well, maybe later." "I'm starving. What's on the menu today, boys?" asked Foxy, suddenly feeling all managerial. "I think we should clean up. Delivery boys get upset when they find us nude. You know what that last boy did…" "Well, he was downright rude screaming like that! I wasn't going to eat him, Walter…well, not much." Foxy winked then sighed in concession. "Very well. A clean up then lunch. I think we worked up an appetite." ***** Walter lay in the pool that he had insisted they purchase once he'd completed his move to California. It was almost midnight, but he could care less. Even after the sun had gone down, the air was still warm, unlike D.C., and he let the warmth that still enveloped him lull him into a light nap. His last waking thought was that he had never felt so carefree and fulfilled. It seemed like he had spent most of his forty-nine years on earth dragging his carcass through life in the most dismal fashion, not realizing what was out there for him. He felt so much better now. Alex looked over at Foxy who was reading a Cosmo article about how to make your man beg. "Baby, I think we need to go check on Walter. He has been out in that pool for too long." Foxy smiled. "He likes it out there. He says that's the life. He is retired you know." "Yes, and it might be cute for a man in his twenties, like Ben in The Graduate, but when you are pushing fifty-not so much." Foxy looked at Alex curiously then rose and said, "Come on. Let's see how cute he is." The young studio owner went out the back to the verandah and saw the large dark figure lying in the pool. He thought he saw movement, but couldn't be sure in the darkness, so he decided to turn on the floodlights. When the light illuminated Walter lying on a float in the middle of the pool, Foxy finally saw what the movement was and he grinned. Alex came up to him and Foxy put his finger to his lips and then pointed to Walter. The older man was lying on the flotation device with a very soft smile and a very impressive erection. Alex had to choke back a giggle. "What is he thinking about?" whispered Foxy to Alex. "You have to ask?" His lover winked knowingly. "Let's go join "big and ready" out in the pool," Foxy insisted. Alex went over to the stack of equipment lying beside the pool and found a float for him and Foxy, then watched as his lover stripped, shimmying his ass to get out of his pants in a way that he knew Alex loved. Alex was glad that Walter had insisted they build up the barrier walls between them and the neighbors. He didn't know them very well, but even if he did, he didn't think it would be right for them to get an eyeful whenever Walter became frisky in their back yard, which happened far too often. As Foxy removed the last of his clothes, Alex thought again how gorgeous his lover was stripped bare and he didn't think he should give anyone a free show. Foxy's body belonged to him and Walter. Foxy took one of the floats and put it on the water then turned to watch as his lover stripped, totally unconscious of giving a show whenever he moved. Then Alex put his float down in the water and gingerly slid onto it as quietly as he could. Foxy did the same, trying hard not to squeal whenever the cool water touched his flesh. They slowly and quietly moved toward Walter, whose erection seemed to have grown even more impressive, if that was possible. Alex moved toward his feet while Foxy went to Walter's side. He smiled at Alex then bent and enveloped that big impressive cockhead into his mouth just as Alex bent down to lick at his lover's balls. Walter woke up then with a start. He groaned. "Oh god!! You boys scared me for a second." Then he moaned softly as Foxy's tongue worked wonders on the nerve endings just under the glans. Feeling Alex's tongue lap along his furry balls was pure heaven. He stretched back and relaxed with a sigh, letting his boys do him as only they could. They thoroughly sucked and licked and worked on Walter while his arms were folded behind his head, and he just sat back and enjoyed it, his mind thoroughly blank but for the sounds and feel of tongues and mouths on him. Alex pulled away and looked up at Walter's blissful expression. He grinned then bent down to suckle under his ball sac causing Walter to gasp, and his balls to draw up close to his body. Alex thought, 'About time!' His tongue went exploring and came across Foxy's, and soon they were both thrusting in and out of Walter's asshole. Walter groaned and grabbed Foxy's head. "Hey, that's my forehead you have there!" Foxy protested. Walter nearly thrust his cock up Foxy's nose trying to get those delicious lips back around him. Foxy opened up and let him in, this time letting his teeth lightly graze over the sensitive flesh, and the nerve endings lying just under the surface. Walter gasped then came explosively down Foxy's throat. His lovers gazed at him with lust in their eyes, but he was way too blissful to move. Foxy became quite annoyed with this lack of response, and with a wink for Alex, he grabbed one end of the float and flipped it hard. Walter roared in shock as his blissed-out body was wakened rudely by cold water. He turned to Foxy who screamed in mock terror and pretended to pull away. Walter grabbed his lover's float and bodily turned Foxy and his float over. Foxy squealed the whole time as his body fell into the water. He then turned on Alex who shook his head, protesting vociferously. "It wasn't me, Walter..." "You could've stopped him!" Alex's brows shot up asking clearly 'And how was I to do that?' "You could've..." But he felt better by dunking Foxy's head in the water with a hard push of his hand and a yelp from Foxy that was cut off satisfyingly. Foxy grabbed the first thing he could...Walter's cock...and pulled- hard. Walter roared again, this time in pain. He grabbed Foxy and pulled him into a tight bear hug, wrapping his body tight around the younger man's to effectively pin his arms and legs. Foxy did the only thing he could under the circumstances; he thrust his tongue down Walter's throat, hoping to distract him. Which turned out to be just the right thing to do to calm the savage beast. Alex felt thoroughly left out, and didn't like it one bit, so he slunk off his float and moved up behind Foxy to kiss that irresistible neck. Walter pulled away from those limpet-like lips and felt a new wave of lust wash over him as he watched his two lovers. Foxy moaned while Alex's tongue lapped at his neck and his hands came up to pinch and pull on two very pert nipples. Walter found one of the capsized floats, righted it, and lay back on it to watch his lovers in action. Alex was holding an unresisting Foxy in his hands in no time, and he continued to tease the younger man with mouth and hands as he brought him over to the side of the pool to lay him down like a limp noodle, his long legs dangling down into the water. He pulled open those plump ass cheeks and moved back so Walter could get a good look, and then dove down to lap and nibble at the exposed crinkled flesh. Walter moved his float closer to get a better view as one lover thoroughly sent the other into orbit. Though he was thinking Foxy was already one fruit loop away from outer space anyway. His cock twitched at the erotic sight but he was too out of it for more than just watching. He soon drifted off to sleep just before Alex pulled away to insert his cock into the slick loosened hole of his lover. ***** Foxy stood before him dressed in an elegant Armani suit. His carefree demeanor thoroughly gone and Walter knew something was wrong. He was about to stand up and press the young man to him when he realized he was back in his office. He didn't understand how he could be back in DC in his office... Wasn't he... ? He was interrupted from his private musings when Foxy growled, "Sir, I know I was supposed to report to you immediately, but there were more urgent matters..." Skinner was perplexed. He had never known Foxy to sound so gruff before. He frowned at him and asked, "Are you all right, Foxy?" "Sir? I thought we had already established that I prefer to be called Mulder..." "Mulder? I thought you had changed your last name to McCoy..." Foxy was the one who looked perplexed now. "Sir, I think you're ill. Maybe you should lie down. I'll call Scully..." "Isn't that your cousin, Foxy? Why would you do that?" "Sir, Agent Scully is my partner. Do you know where you are?" Foxy reached into his breast pocket and pulled out a cell phone. He dialed quickly, tapped a foot impatiently, and finally talked into it. "Scully, I think you should come up here. Skinner seems to be ill. Maybe it's the nanotechnology he was exposed to." Walter stood up and moved to the sofa in the outer office to lie down. He didn't understand what was happening. He felt fine but something certainly wasn't right. He seemed to fit in naturally to these unusual surroundings, without causing much concern. No, the biggest discrepancy seemed to be with Foxy, who was acting more oddly than he ever remembered him doing so. Just then the door opened and Agent Scully entered. Immediately he was bombarded with images and facts about this strange new world he was in. Foxy was Fox Mulder, agent of the FBI and he was the head of the X-Files, a small and unusual division of the departments that Walter supervised. Dana Scully was his partner and they were formidable together. But it was the details of his own life as they related it to him that unnerved him the most. Apparently, he was a divorced man living alone in a condo in Crystal City. The sudden loneliness of this life gripped him and he was scared out of his mind. 'Oh fuck, I am really just a spineless pencil pusher in DC and I will never get out of here. I will die old and wretched sitting in my office.' When Mulder saw his boss start to cry he felt wretched. 'The poor man needs to get help!' he thought. "Skinner? Skinner? Sir, are you all right?" asked the pretty Dana Scully. He looked deep into her concerned blue eyes and kept sobbing. He clicked his heels, almost by accident, had a ridiculous thought, realized that he'd be willing to try anything to get out of here, and did it again, all the while thinking 'there's no place like home, there's no place like home…' A splash of water on his face woke him up and he roared in shock. "Walter, wake up, its almost five!" "F-foxy? Is it really you?" He looked at Foxy as though he was a speedo-clad hallucination. Foxy looked at Walter then rolled his eyes and giggled. "Of course it's me, doofus. Who else would it be?" "Oh, thank god!" He grabbed Foxy and pressed him to his body, kissing him soundly. "Hey, you two! Don't you think it's time to call it a day? Or a night? In three hours the sun is gonna be up." Walter looked up to see Alex wearing a short robe, which barely covered his `assets' and completely showed off his sexy legs. He had two matching robes in his arms for him and Foxy. Just seeing him standing there, coupled with Foxy's proximity, Walter was immediately filled with the desire to be with his boys and in the most intimate of ways. The bedroom would fit far better than the pool, he decided, and quickly scrambled off the float, pulling Foxy with him out of the pool. "Loverboy, I am willing, just let me catch my breath!" Foxy quipped. Walter grabbed the robes from Alex and dressed Foxy in one, then pulled the other one over himself. The younger man gave Alex an inquisitive look, and then they both were being dragged into the house by one very determined, if slightly damp, former fed. Once inside, he marched them to the master bedroom and ordered them to strip. Foxy winked and began a little tease while Alex did the same, matching Foxy's moves very well. Walter was soon breathing heavy watching his two lovers strip for him. The older man ordered them to kiss. They did so enthusiastically, their hands roaming their bodies, pinching here, strumming there. Walter was practically panting by the time they looked over at him, wordlessly asking their Master for instructions. "Foxy, lay down on your back." He waited for his lover to comply then ordered, "Spread those gorgeous long legs wide." Both he and Alex stared down at the beauty spread open before them. Foxy's cock was hard and leaking as his lovers' eyes roamed over him. Alex looked up at Walter and pleaded with his eyes for instructions, and the older man grinned and winked at him. "Go down on him, Alex." Alex, being clever, straddled Foxy and holding the man's erect cock upright, slowly sat down on it, bit by bit. Walter moaned at the sight as Alex worked himself slowly onto that long erection. Foxy was gripping the sheets of the bed, not sure how much longer he could take the tight heat of his lover. Establishing a quick and demanding rhythm, Alex threw back his head and silently cried out, and it didn't take long for his pleasure to overwhelm him. Just as Alex's body clenched down on Foxy, his cum splattering on his lover's stomach, the studio owner gasped and came deep within the porn star. Walter, stroking himself continuously since they began, moved closer and came on Foxy's belly, his seed mingling with Alex's. He looked down once his blood pressure lessened and saw Alex collapsed down onto Foxy's cum stained body. Both men had their eyes closed and they were stroking each other's bodies softly, wringing the last vestiges of pleasure out of one another. Walter kissed them both before getting a cloth to clean them. When he was finished tending to them, they snuggled all together in each others arms. Walter found himself drifting off to sleep utterly content to be their lover, rather than that sad, washed out version of himself in his dream.