"Ohhhh...God..." Xander panted, reaching down to stroke Spike’s white blond hair. Spike gave the zip one last pull and moved back, looking very impressed with himself. The arrogant bastard. Too sexy for his own good.

"Lift your hips for me, luv." Spike commanded, waiting until Xander obeyed before yanking the denim down and off. Xander’s hands sank into surprisingly soft bleached hair as Spike leaned down once again, anticipation spiraling through the boy. Spike sucked Xander’s balls, one at a time, through the white briefs that the whelp was wearing. Xander tried not to scream as a bolt of extreme pleasure went through him, he bit his lip, whimpering. His hands clenched Spike’s hair tightly, but obviously not tight enough for Spike to stop what he was doing. Xander forced himself not to thrust against Spike’s mouth. Spike moved up, never taking his tongue off of Xander, he licked a trail up the center of Xander’s hard, throbbing length. Xander gave a soft cry and rolled his hips as Spike ended his torture with a slow sampling of the cotton covered tip of his cock. "Mmmm...moist and delicious..." Spike purred, drawing another moan from Xander’s throat. "You have such a hot little body, why do you hide it? All those baggy clothes don’t do this justice." Spike ran a hand over Xander’s chest. "If you wore clothes that fit you, you’d have the birds all over you. The ladies go wild for a body like yours."

"Yeah...let’s not go there...bad memories of a love spell gone awry." Xander managed. Intrigued, Spike raised an eyebrow, but Xander didn’t explain any further. Disappointed, but not really, Spike hooked his thumbs around the elastic waistband of Xander’s briefs, his thumbs rubbing the smooth curves of Xander’s hips. Xander lifted his hips, knowing that Spike was about to ask him to and his stomach muscles clenched as he watched Spike peel the scrap of white cotton down his body. He made a choked sound as Spike wrapped a hand around his cock, the cool fingers felt good on his heated flesh.

"You’re so hot...can feel your blood pumping beneath my hand." Spike marveled, having forgotten how warm and inviting it was to run his hands over a mortal’s body. Spike brushed his other thumb over the tip of Xander’s cock, causing the boy to moan as Spike swept away a pearly white drop. When Spike brought his thumb to his mouth and licked off the creamy fluid, Xander cried out, his hips thrusting up into Spike’s fist. "That’s right, Xander...give yourself to me, luv."

"Ohhhhh, God! Spike! Ohhhh!" How is he doing this? Out of all the people I know, why him? Why does my body surrender so completely to him? "Ohfuckohfuckohfuckohmygod!" Pleasure shot through Xander as Spike leaned down and swirled his tongue around the velvety tip of Xander’s cock. Xander whimpered, rolling his hips, his hands clenching spasmodically around his thick dark blue comforter.

"Mmmmm...you taste so good, luv...all salty and sweet...delicious...makes me wonder why I didn’t take Angelus up on his offer that night at the school." He swirled his tongue around the tip again before taking Xander deep into his mouth, his throat. Spike moaned around Xander’s shaft, amazed at how arousing the boy’s taste was.

"Fuckohgodohgodohgodspike!" Xander arched off the bed, thrusting up as the vibrations from Spike’s moan nearly pushed him over the edge. Spike’s cool lips were arousing him to no end. Spike slid his hands beneath the rounded cheeks of Xander’s ass, his head bobbing as he once again deep-throated Xander’s entire length. Xander moaned and panted, thrusting his hips, driving his cock into Spike’s mouth over and over. Xander screamed as Spike swallowed around his erection, which forced Xander into a mind-blowing orgasm. "OH FUCK! SPIKE! OH JESUS! OHHHHH! SPIKE! SPIKE!" He collapsed bonelessly to his mattress, trying to catch his breath. He whimpered as he was rocked by the aftershocks of his climax. Spike moved quickly before Xander could recover. He sucked his index finger into his mouth, thoroughly wetting it and then he reached down between Xander’s thighs, probing at the puckered rosette. Xander made a small sound of protest, but Spike softly shushed him and slid the finger inside. Xander was too relaxed for the invasion to hurt, all he felt was the slightest burning, which was uncomfortable, but not painful. Spike sighed in relief that his chip was still not activating. He crooked his finger and stroked Xander’s prostate, the boy cried out as his soft cock reacted with a jump and began to come back to life as incredible pleasure rocketed through him. Spike did it again and Xander nearly fell off the bed as his body jerked. The pleasure was so intense that he almost bit through his own lip. Spike removed his fingers and Xander moaned in protest, reaching for the blond.

"Calm yourself, luv...just getting closer to the real deal...now be a good boy and bring your knees to your chest." Spike saw Xander flush in embarrassment, but slowly obey. "Very nice, pet, but maybe it would be better for you on your hands and knees." He could smell the humiliation Xander suffered as the boy’s flush deepened in color and he averted his eyes. "Don’t get all shy on me now, luv...we were doing so well." Blushing a deep red, Xander moved painfully slowly to his hands and knees. "Beautiful, pet, bloody gorgeous...I won’t hurt you." Spike gently caressed Xander’s hips, his hands gliding over the golden skin. As Spike slowly slid his hands down to cup and massage Xander’s ass, the boy found himself panting with the anticipation of what was about to happen.

TBC...