Especially in Alex's closet. He never knows that I'm there,
never notices me. I'm not usually in there for long, or for any good
reason. I think he might know I sometimes go in there to play,
because he tells Daddy that he thinks I'm 'in the closet'.
I've never been hiding when Fox is with Alex, before,
though.
Fox is on Alex's bed, and he is only wearing jeans. His
shirt is on the floor beside the door, where he threw it before. I
don't know why. Won't he get cold?
Alex is smiling at him. Alex isn't wearing anything at all. I
think he might be cold, though, because parts of him are moving.
One part of him is moving lots. Upwards. I don't think I
have a part like that. Maybe Daddy does. I'll ask him later. It looks
really silly, I think. Like a baseball bat or something.
Fox is grinning, too. His hand is undoing his jeans. I guess
he's not cold. Maybe him and Alex are going to go to bed. But it's
so early. Only seven o'clock. Alex usually doesn't go to bed until
after I do, and I'm not in bed. Everyone thinks I'm having a bath.
Fox pulls off his jeans. Maybe because they're cold, they
get things that look like baseball bats on their bodies. If they're
cold, how come they're taking clothes off? He throws his jeans
down on the floor. He's not even wearing any underwear. That's a
silly thing. I'll show him where Alex keeps his boxer shorts later so
that he can borrow some. I don't want Fox to be cold.
I think they want to get warm, because Alex gets on top of
Fox. It's kind of like they're hugging, but they're not. Alex is
making Fox turn over, onto his stomach. Fox's head is on the
pillow, and he's sticking his butt up in the air. He looks really
silly.
Alex reaches for a tube of something on his bedside table.
I don't know what it is, but I use it sometimes, when my dolls start
to squeak. Alex doesn't know I use it.
He puts some of the gel stuff in his hand, then rubs it over
that thing that looks kind of like a baseball bat. I think Alex likes
that, because he's making noises that sound happy. Maybe it's
warming him up. I'll ask Daddy.
I hope Daddy is watching this, too, because if he's not,
then I don't know how he is going to answer my questions.
Alex puts some gel stuff on his fingers, and onto Fox's
butt. Fox is smiling, a really silly grin. Maybe he thinks it's funny.
The gel stuff looks cold, and I think that's why Alex is rubbing it in.
To make Fox warm again.
I don't know, but I think Alex is poking Fox's butt. It looks
really funny, and I think he's hurting Fox. Fox is moaning, like I do
if I fall and scrape my knees. Alex doesn't take long, and he leans
down on Fox to whisper something in his ear.
Fox laughs, and Alex sits up again. I don't know, it's hard
to see through a crack in the closet doors, but I think Alex is
pushing that baseball bat thing into Fox's butt. Probably it's cold
and Alex doesn't like being cold. Then Alex starts moving to keep
warm. He's holding onto Fox, and moving from the top of his legs.
Fox is starting to moan even more now, almost screaming. It must
hurt him very much.
Alex does that for a while, until they both look so happy
and exited that they stop. Alex falls over, I think he is tired, and
lies on Fox's back. Fox turns over, and they both look at each
other. I like it when Alex and Fox are happy.
Their baseball bats get lower and lower. Then Fox looks
over at the closet. He says something to Alex, who groans. Like
me when I have to take a bath. I hate that. Alex stands up and
puts some boxer shorts on, the ones I gave him for Christmas. He
comes over to the closet and opens it.
I smile up at him, and he sighs. "Get out of there, Jordan."
He sounds angry. I don't know why, he looked so happy.
"Why are you angry?"
"You shouldn't spy on us."
I beam up at him. "What were you doing?"
He looks at Fox, and laughs. Then he ruffles my hair.
"Nothing, short stuff. Go take a bath."
"I don't want to," I reply, rolling my eyes.
There's a knock at the door. It's Daddy. "Jordan, are you in
there?"
Alex jumps onto his bed, throwing a cover over Fox. He
puts a shirt on.
"Yes, Daddy."
He opens the door, and picks me up. "This is a great way
to have a bath."
I look over at Alex, and giggle. From under the sheet, Fox
is tickling Alex between his legs, and Alex is getting his baseball
bat back again. He looks really funny.
Daddy rolls his eyes, and goes to walk out the door. Then
he stops, and turns around. "Alex."
"Yeah?" Alex's voice goes up at the end of the word, and
he smacks Fox's hand away. I giggle again.
"Next time, maybe you should try going to Mulder's
apartment, and leaving Jordan here, okay?"
Alex's eyebrows go up.
"The walls are pretty thin," he finishes. Alex groans again,
and falls back on the bed. Daddy carries me out.
End
So, how old do you think you have to be to be a voyeur?
Get'em Young, Keep'em Long
by Fleur
I like hiding.
