California Dreaming
by Hephaestion
Pairing: Mulder/Cory
Rated: NC17
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Mulder was exhausted. He felt emotionally drained, and physically weak as if he'd been trampled by wild elephants. The latest of his adventures had almost been unbearable. The Smoker had taken Scully again and he had gone to Antarctica one of the farthest regions on the planet to get her back. Who would imagine that a place so cold could feel like Hell?
However, once he'd rescued Scully and the alien ship was long gone, he knew he needed a vacation. It was something unavoidable. He needed a break.
Mulder figured the farther away from D.C. the better. His destination was Decided upon and it only took a simple phone call. He called up his college buddy in California and decided to stay with him.
Mulder felt a sense of ease around Robert that he didn't usually feel around most people. Mulder generally felt alienated most of the time by people. Even Scully, after all these years, had a hard time cracking the nut that was Mulder's shell.
After filling out his vacation application form and informing both Skinner and Scully, he packed and headed to the airport. Not even aliens landing with a platoon of ships would make Mulder change his plans.
Mulder arrived in Los Angeles and was grateful to Robert for meeting him at the gate. Dr. Robert Wellington was a clinical psychologist, who had been in many of Mulder's classes at Oxford. The man was well liked and respected. He was a few inches shorter than Mulder and already sported a receding hairline. He had blue eyes that seemed to twinkle and shine when he smiled. Robert did most of his work at a psychiatric hospital where he helped run the outpatient ward.
Mulder was aware that, although Robert was just as busy as he was with his own 'aliens'', Robert had found companionship. Mulder was well aware that Robert's biggest love, aside from his job, was his partner Adam Markson-Wellington.
It was a union sealed with vows nearly ten years ago. Mulder had been unable to attend because of a case he was working on. However, he would never forget the invitation and the fuzzy alien shaped slippers he sent as wedding gifts.
At the airport, Mulder returned the tight hug that Robert gave him. His stress and desire for human contact must have been evident when he didn't let go as quickly as usual. Robert looked at him with bright eyes and shook his head.
"Mulder you look terrible for an incredible beautiful man."
"Thanks Robert and you look good too even if you are losing your hair." Mulder quipped and smiled.
Robert snorted and mumbled under his breath, "bitch." He turned to Mulder who smiled and laughed. Mulder felt his mood changing already.
Mulder asked about Adam and glad to hear that things were still 'perfect'. Mulder knew that the narrow-minded of the world could never understand men like Robert and Adam. However, when Mulder reviewed the heterosexual couples he knew, Adam and Robert were one of the few still together after ten years.
Mulder found their relationship refreshing in a world where so many couples seemed too selfish to give to one another. Mulder knew that was probably one of the reasons he was still single. For Mulder this trip was a chance for a close up view of a different life scenario.
Adam was a schoolteacher at the Harvey Milk High School that provided education and a safe haven for gay/les/bi/trans kids. They tried during the few times they had Mulder in their home to help him confront his obvious issues about men, women and sex. Mulder had told them about his 'curiosity' about both sexes. However, neither man could understand why Mulder was holding back. He was beautiful and smart but lived the life of a monk.
Even Mulder was beginning to agree with them that jerking off and porn were starting to get old. He needed more.
That night after Adam grilled steaks and Robert made his favorite potato salad they were able to concentrate once again on Mulder's sex life or rather the lack thereof. The fridge was full of Samuel Adams beer, which each man drank without hesitation. Mulder found himself drinking more than he expected, which helped loosen his tongue.
When Robert asked Mulder, "So there has been NO man you've become interested in after all these years?" Mulder spoke of feelings he'd never expected to tell a soul about that he had for a man.
He told them about Alex Krycek. Suddenly Mulder's monotone voice was filled with nuance and life, and his placid expression vivid with emotion. Mulder was unaware of the glances both men gave each other as they heard the story unfurling of this man Mulder was craving.
"However, as is typical of my life, this story has a shitty ending. He betrayed me. He lied to me. Nothing will ever happen between us." Mulder said, and then stood up and wobbled to his bedroom, slamming the door shut.
Both men sighed and shook their heads. They were well aware how tough Mulder's life had been. He deserved a little love. A little comfort. At least just once and a while.
The following morning, his head pounding, Mulder faced his friends in the kitchen. He apologized for his sob story and told them how he was probably endangering their lives just mentioning the other man. So many had died already because of both Alex and himself. Each man took one of Mulder's hands and squeezed tightly.
"This is your vacation Mulder. Maybe that guy isn't the one you can have but this state...hell this city is crawling with luscious, beautiful men. Remember sometimes you can't find Mr. Right ...but Mr. Right Now isn't so bad." Adam said and Robert gasped.
"Adam! Don't you dare teach my friend your old slut ways!"
Mulder couldn't help but laugh. It was the tension breaker they needed.
That afternoon they headed toward the Mango Cafe', which was a favorite place for the men. Adam swore to Mulder he would see more beautiful men and women walking up and down the sidewalk that he would forget Alex-what's-his-name.
Before arriving at the cafe' both men started a typical marital argument. Each thought the other was paying for lunch so neither man brought enough cash. Mulder offered to pay and both men looked daggers at him for offering. They headed toward the nearest ATM which were all over Los Angeles growing out of every building or shop.
As Robert and Adam stood in front of the machine trying to figure out which account to make the withdrawal from; Mulder sat on the bench near them. Looking around he saw the figure of a man walking towards them.
For a moment Mulder felt time freeze. He would recognize that man's face anywhere. It haunted him day and night. Mulder sprang into action and grabbed the man by the silk collar.
"Kycek! You bastard!" Mulder yelled and slammed the man into the wall near the ATM.
Robert and Adam jumped. They watched Mulder in awe. They had never seen him in 'action' before.
"Krycek, you low life son of rat whore! What do you think you're doing walking the streets of LA like a normal person?" Mulder fumed and shouted in the man's face.
"Get your fucking hands off me you crazy bastard or I will call the cops! Don't make me have to hurt you! What are you some queer basher? Get off me!" the man yelled back, and brought his knee between Mulder's legs.
He didn't hit Mulder hard, just enough to force Mulder to let go. Mulder looked at the man as if he was studying him.
"The eyes...the nose...so much alike...maybe a little younger..." Mulder shook his head and fell back again onto the bench. He shook his head and realized that maybe he was going crazy?
"Mulder?" Adam and Robert both called him and walked over to him. Maybe the stress of the job and the loss of the guy he was in love with were really affecting their friend more than they'd realized.
"Are you okay? " The guy with Alex's face asked Mulder. Cory was relaxed. There were no swords in evidence nor did he sense another immortal.
"What the fuck?" Mulder looked at the stranger more closely and noticed the real arm...the young face...the slim body. This wasn't Alex Krycek. His twin maybe but not the real McCoy.
While Mulder sat staring him up and down, the stranger took the same time to look Mulder over too.
"You know you're lucky you are one hell of a good-looking dude or else I would be really pissed right now." The look-alike said.
"Holy shit...I thought..." Mulder stuttered and looked at Adam and Robert.
"You owe me for this bullshit or else I will call the cops. So, where were you guys going?"
"We weren't going...." Mulder was interrupted.
"Lunch! You are right; Mulder owes you for being so rude...please won't you join us?" Adam said, ignoring the jab from his partner.
"Sounds good. By the way my name is Cory not Krycek...or whatever you called me."
"You look so much like him...but...you're not him." Mulder said and frowned.
Cory had the feeling that there was more to this guy's aggression than met the eye. He looked at the slight pout on the beautiful lips and smiled. Screw Duncan. He never wants to play anyway.
"Let's go, I'm famished." Cory said and sidled up next to Mulder.
They found a nice table in the corner of the outside cafe'. Mulder tried very hard not to look at the man named Cory who reminded him of Krycek. However, he was sure the guy was making a point of staring at him unabashedly.
Robert and Adam told Cory their regular story about how they met and how they were still together etc. Mulder nearly jumped from his chair when he felt a warm hand on his thigh under the table.
"Have you got a boyfriend too, Mulder? Is that guy Krycek an ex-husband you're out to find and kill?" Cory asked and leaned closer to Mulder.
"I...uh...no...he isn't my boyfriend." Mulder gulped and looked at Robert and Adam for help but they only smiled.
"Mulder, you do like boys too, right?" I sure hope you do because you sure are yummy looking." Cory said in a husky voice that dripped with innuendo. Mulder could feel himself falling under the spell of those alluring emerald eyes.
Mulder wanted to do his mantra about his duty to his sister, to Scully, and to the X-Files but his cock was on a different wavelength.
Mulder was aware that it was that same rant that had kept him single with only his palm as his closest companion. He was tired of the bullshit and he remembered the words that Adam had told him earlier in the day. If not Mr. Right.... Mr. Right Now wouldn't be so bad.
Nothing could keep him from finding his sister and pursuing the X-Files but a little sex and fun couldn't hurt. If anything...it would probably help him. There was also that idea of being with a man that reminded him of Alex Krycek. However, Cory lacked the dangerous feel of the real Alex Krycek.
A hand waved in front of his face. "Earth to Fox Mulder." Cory said and smiled.
"Oh sorry...I was..."
"Thinking of Alex Krycek I'm sure." Cory said and laughed.
"Fuck you. You don't know shit." Mulder said angrily and stood up. His friends who had been watching with interest stood up as well and they waved the waiter over to pay the bill.
Mulder and his friends found Cory following them home. Mulder felt the tension in his jaw. Cory came up close to Mulder and said in a low voice, "Don't be angry. Not that you're not beautiful when you're angry but it's a waste of time. I've been around and I have a lot of experience dealing with men and women...so trust me...this too shall pass. I'm sorry you're hurting...but you seem really lonely too. "
Mulder looked over at Cory. He had to smile and laugh this time. There was a mischievous look in the man's face that radiated from his eyes. What was it about 'bad boys' that drove Mulder into a lustful frenzy? "Why does my sixth sense tell me you are bad news? A really bad boy...probably a crazy serial killer or thief?"
At that comment Cory could only blink and grin. He shrugged his shoulders but never denied a word.
Mulder looked around. He noticed that both Adam and Robert were gone. God. He hated it when they did that. They'd arrived at the house already and gone in.
"It's just you and me. Relax Mulder. What is the worst that could happen? You could have a good time...a good memory...a very good orgasm? Remember my darling mortal...YOU only live once." Cory said and laughed in that same Krycek-ish tone that caused an erotic tremor to Mulder's cock immediately.
Cory grabbed Mulder's hand. He was reluctant but decided to let Cory lead him. They spent the entire day talking. Cory had information on the sights that amazed Mulder. He knew about places and people that were long gone. It was perfect for Mulder who was also a bit of a nerd when it came to trivia.
Mulder and Cory met Adam and Robert for dinner at a small dive that Cory insisted was the best seafood restaurant in Los Angeles. Eventually nightfall arrived and the four men arrived back at the house after eating what Cory claimed was the best food seen in the U.S. in centuries. The men were still unsure why Cory considered himself such an 'old soul' when he was the youngest among them.
Robert and Adam headed toward their bedroom after saying their goodnights. There was a twinkle in Robert's eye and Adam was nearly running to the bedroom. Soft music was heard once the door was closed behind them.
Mulder and Cory both felt a slight buzz from the wine at dinner. Mulder was arguing with Cory telling him to stop talking as if he actually KNEW Hemingway.
"If you don't stop...Robert will lock you up." Mulder said and sat back on the couch.
"What's the matter Mulder? Not open to extreme possibilities?" Cory said, and was shocked to see the serious look that suddenly appeared on Mulder's face.
Cory sat next to Mulder and leaned toward the man. Mulder could feel his heart beating furiously in his chest. "Are you going to try to seduce me?" Mulder asked almost innocently.
Cory laughed and moved even closer. "Mulder, Mulder...what did I tell you, huh? Live a little. Because my beautiful sad friend, you truly only live once."
Mulder accepted the lips moving towards his own.
It was a simple release in Mulder's head to let go and finally allow someone to do something for him. He wanted and needed to surrender. His cock agreed and started to stretch to life inside his jeans. It was a slow hardening that made his whole body come alive.
The mantra in his head was finally silent and he allowed the sexual cravings of so many years get their feeding.
Mulder wanted to see Cory naked. He wanted to see what he had been dreaming of for so many years. Mulder wanted to see Alex/Cory naked. Mulder led Cory into his guestroom. Once the door was closed they began to pull their clothes off. It was a bit clumsily at first but they could feel their hunger. They weren't in need of sweet convincing or whispers of promises. The heat and passion was real enough and needed no explanation between men.
When they were naked they came closer to each other. Mulder grabbed Cory by the ass and pulled him close so that they were cock to cock for the kiss he wanted to give. Mulder then hoisted Cory up and allowed the man to wrap his legs around his waist. He walked over to the bed and down they went. They rubbed their bodies and never stopped kissing.
They rubbed, pulled, kissed and eventually poked. Cory begged Mulder to fuck him. He eagerly raised his ass up in the air.
"Mulder...fuck me...come on...fuck me." Cory said, his words hissed out.
Mulder couldn't believe he was hearing those words coming from that mouth. That mouth that was so familiar...just like Alex's.
Mulder looked into the nightstand and wasn't surprised to find an open tube of lube and condoms. Cory bit his tongue; he was about to tell Mulder to skip the latex but realized it was a ridiculous thing to ask any man these days.
Mulder applied a little lube on the tip of his covered cock and climbed up behind Cory. He spread the ass cheeks slowly afraid of hurting the man. He felt almost as if this was an out of body experience finally doing what he'd only seen in movies.
"I've never done this..."
"Mulder...you put it in. .you hump...you fuck...just like you do the girls...you'll get it...don't worry...you won't hurt me." Cory was gasping and Mulder watched how the man's asshole flexed in front of his eyes.
With one steady thrust Mulder was inside the dark pink hole. Mulder found the sensation one that he would never forget. He couldn't help but close his eyes and think about Alex. He wondered if Alex's asshole felt this good.... this warm...this tight.
The movements came to Mulder just like Cory had told him. Mulder humped and rammed mercilessly. Cory took each thrust with a grunt and groan. Mulder fucked Cory until they were both drenched in sweat.
"Oh god.... oh...Alex!" Mulder couldn't stop from saying the double-agent's name aloud. He felt his guts erupt through his cock and he started to let loose his cum in one long blast into the rubber.
Cory was only concerned with the cock in his ass and his hand on his cock. When Mulder started to squirt he jerked himself fast and hard until he blew his seed onto the towel placed beneath him.
When it was all over both men were unable to move. They gasped and crawled into each other's arms. Mulder kissed Cory's forehead and apologized for yelling another man's name.
"Don't sweat it, Mulder...I was only thinking of your cock anyway."
Mulder laughed and pinched Cory on the ass.
"Ouch...easy baby...you just did some major ramming tonight."
Cory watched Mulder fall asleep. He got up and dressed as quietly as possible. He looked down at the beautiful man sleeping with a smile of sexually sated happiness on his face.
"Thank you Mr. Mulder." Cory said, but before leaving he grabbed Mulder's wallet and stole some money and his driver's license as a souvenir. He couldn't help himself; he was, after all, a thief.
Mulder woke up and found the money and the license gone. He couldn't even muster any anger over it either. He told Robert and Adam who were more shocked and willing to call the cops. Mulder told them not to bother.
"I told you he was a shady guy...not to be trusted." Robert said to Adam and Mulder.
"A trick can be an unexpected pleasure or pain." Adam said and then grinned, "or both."
Mulder finished off his vacation with a different attitude than when it began. However, it eventually came to an end. He was sorry to say goodbye to both men. They all hugged at the airport fiercely. Promises to visit again were made by Mulder.
Mulder also realized why he'd chosen California for his vacation. He'd needed to make a decision about his life. Also about his needs. He had been following a dream of feeding this hunger and ridding himself of it once and for all. Instead, he had only wetted his appetite. What he felt couldn't be forgotten. It was up to him to now show more courage about it.
Mulder had come to a decision by the time the flight attendant poured him his second diet coke. He was going to back to DC and he was going to try to find Alex Krycek. He was going to put an end to the silly games and the bullshit. He was going to find that Rat boy.
He needed to resolve the feelings and the questions in his head once and for all. Most of all Mulder wouldn't forget Cory's advice that, although it sounded a bit cliché, was real.
"You only live once." Mulder murmured to himself. However, that life was lonely and unfulfilling without Alex Krycek in it.
End
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