Giles' Lovers :
Ethan

The Break
by Anne

Both men came to blows. Heavier and stronger Giles pushed Ethan away against the wall and brandished his fist.

"You shouldn’t have come here Ethan. I’m going to beat you to a bloody pulp as Buffy would say."

Slim and agile Ethan succeeded in sliding between the Watcher’s legs. Giles grumbled and caught him by his shirt collar. He got ready to crush his fist down at the sorcerer’s face again when Ethan pressed his lips on his, forced his tongue past his teeth and kissed him deeply, eagerly. Stunned Giles remained paralyzed some seconds then he kissed Ethan back desperately with voracious need... And he withdrew, gasping, burning desire shining in his eyes and showing in his straining erection. The older man snaked his hand toward Giles’ groin, which he rubbed and was gratified by a low growl. Aroused, he hurriedly unbuttoned his ex-lover’s trousers, lowered the zipper and put his hand inside Giles’ boxers not leaving him the chance to challenge him. The Watcher groaned with pleasure when he felt Ethan's warm and expert fingers closing around his penis now half erect to start a gentle stroke. He did not realize that his Nemesis had leaned him against the wall concentrated on the pleasure, which overwhelmed him. A pleasure, which he had never believed he’d know again.

"Aaaaaah!" Giles moaned.

Ethan pushed Giles’ trousers and boxers down to his knees then grasping the pulsing flesh in his hand, he enveloped the other man in his mouth, sucking gently on the shaft. He nipped delicately at the sac at the base, but then returned his attention to the head. He flicked his tongue over the delicate slit, and then engulfed his entire penis in his mouth and throat. He heard Giles utter a strangled cry, felt him convulse, and hot fluid filled his mouth and throat. Ethan swallowed the other man’s hot semen until he was empty then licked him clean. Giles fell to his knees in front of the sorcerer, gasping, sweating, and crushed his lips on his. He pushed Ethan on his back and came to lie on top of him. He ran his warm hands over the other man’s shoulders and arms, pressing his heated body against Ethan’s.

"I hate you Ethan!" Giles said.

He trailed his lips to Ethan’s neck, chin and jaw, licking and caressing, over his pierced ear, back down to his shoulders, moving further down to his throat and collarbone.

"I know. Kiss me Ripper."

Giles leaned forward. Ethan opened his mouth inviting him to kiss him as the other man pressed his body against his even closer. The kiss was sweet and sensual. The Watcher’s hands found their way under the sorcerer's shirt. He pulled it aside and started to run his fingers through the hair of Ethan's chest and then he sucked his nipples, nibbled them causing Ethan to gasp and groan with desire. Giles kissed Ethan’s lips again, fiercely this time, his hands coming up to his hair, massaging his neck. Little by little, his kisses became wild and he let his hands slide down to roam smoothly over Ethan’s flat and firm stomach, down to his bellybutton and the thin trail of dark hairs, which started there. He lowered the zipper.

Groaning Giles stroked the penis through the cloth of the older man’s briefs. Ethan moved into Ripper's hand, moaning with pleasure. Giles pushed Ethan's trousers and briefs down, freeing his erect member. He growled again, lower, his eyes burning with desire. He closed his fingers around the engorged flesh and held it a little, feeling it pounding in his hand. Ethan whimpered feeling as if he were on fire. He could hardly breathe. Giles began to masturbate him, slowly, delicately then his hands moved quicker and quicker, bringing his lover to a shuddering climax. Ethan exploded with a feral roar and Giles filled his left hand with his hot semen while the sorcerer was riding out the waves of his release. When Ethan calmed down, with his "free" hand he made him roll on his stomach, wrapped his "free" arm around his waist and positioned him on all fours. He coated his hard shaft with Ethan’s sperm then gently stroked the firm and rounded buttocks cheeks his hands making playful circles and then slipping underneath to caress the straining and aching penis. He then run a finger back and forth across the tight opening. He could hear Ethan’s sharp intake of his breath and smiled. He was ready.

"Ripper, please, I want you inside me." Ethan said spreading his legs as wide as he could.

Giles removed his pants and boxers and knelt down between the sorcerer widely spread legs. He gently worked a finger into Ethan, slipping it back and forth inside the tight passage, stroking inside. Another finger followed as the sorcerer waved his hips. Giles moved back and placed his hard, wet tongue to the opening and slowly began licking as Ethan cried out aloud in ecstasy. Giles swirled his tongue around the small ring of muscles and Ethan writhed beneath him, and I could not hold still.

"You have been cruel with me Ethan and I am going to make you pay for all you’ve done to me all these years, dearly."

Ethan nodded. "Yes! Yes! Hurt me!"

Giles got up and collected his boxers. He raised them on his thighs when Ethan threw himself at his feet and hung on to his prominent erection. The Watcher pushed him away. He smirked and started to stroke his long, thick and throbbing shaft. Slowly, he began to pump his own member, pre-cum glistening at its head, never taking his eyes off Ethan.

"Please, you've got to be inside me. Right now. My arse in aching for you Ripper!" Ethan said his voice raspy.

"No, I won’t fuck you Ethan. It will be your punishment to have been a royal pain in my ass!"

Ethan pulled himself to his feet. He was trembling with urgent need. "Ripper please. I shall be kind with you from now on to if you make love to me. I promise you, please!"

"It is well known that Ethan Rayne never keeps his promises. It is still no Ethan, NO."

"Ripper. Please. Please. " Ethan’s voice was just a whisper now, pleading in desperation. "Please. Please."

Giles got closer to Ethan and slid a hand between his thighs. The sorcerer gasped softly. He pushed the trembling sorcerer back over his desk, parted his legs wide and lifted them on his sides.

"Oh yes! Fuck me Ripper!"

"You’re lucky I want to have sex with you Ethan."

Ethan wrapped his legs around Giles’s back. His body was achingly empty, his breath short and irregular. He wanted to feel his old mate’s cock entering him. He needed warmth, needed the pressure of his former lover’s shaft inside him.

"Come Ripper! Come inside me!"

Giles let the tip of his penis rest against Ethan's opening, then paused, smiling mischievously. He bent over the sorcerer and kissed his hard nipples before nibbling them. Ethan arched his back and tightened his legs around Giles remained firmly immobile the head of his straining member just pressed against the other man’s anus.

"Stop torturing me Ripper, please! I want you inside me, now! I can’t wait! Please!" The strain in his groin had become unbearable. "Ripper… Rupert please. I beg you."

"Sorry old man but you’re going to wait. I'm going to stand here immobile to watch you while you ache for me, because I want to watch you want me back. I want to watch you suffer."

"Bastard! You bloody bastard!" Ethan exclaimed, thrashing on the desk, grazing the varnished wood, and grasping the edges. "Oh God Ripper! You’re killing me! I’m going to die!"

Ethan started to weep. Giles let him cry for two minutes then in one swift motion he plunged into his old mate, buried up to the hilt. Ethan trembled beneath him, and Giles could feel the tight ring of muscle clench almost painfully around him before Ethan, completely filled, moaned in delight and then relaxed. He let the oh so agreeable sensation of his whole body being heated from inside, heat radiating from his rectum all the way down to his toes then pushed back against Giles more. Giles grasped Ethan by his shoulders and started a slow rhythmic thrusting, every stroke pushing Ethan down into the bed and then pulling him back. The sorcerer groaned with pleasure as the Watcher’s cock stroked his prostate, again and again.

"Oh! It’s good! So good! Oh my! So gooooooooood!"

Ethan’s eyes rolled back in ecstasy. Lots of thoughts ran amok in his mind: [It was so good to be fucked by Ripper. I have waited for this for more than 20 years, since my best friend, my brother and my lover left him wanting to find his redemption after Randall’s death. For that he came home, made peace with his father and then re-started his Watcher’s training. He became a good man, a knight in his shining armor fighting the Evil… and me. ]

Ethan sighed. They always will be in confrontation, always until one of them dies killed by the other one, somehow, or was killed by one of their tremendous enemies. Ripper fucked him, yes, but he did not love him, he did not love him any more, it was finished. He would make love to Ripper then, in his turn, without loving him either. The love that they felt for each other had disappeared a long time ago and would not return. All of this was only a break between two fights that they had offered themselves. A just for sex pause. The first one since they had become enemies and fought each other. It was good, very pleasant, relaxing, magnificent. He wished that there were other breaks in the future… so vague and full of danger for both of us. He looked at Ripper and smiled. He too was in total bliss: the face was relaxed, peaceful, illuminated by a smile of ecstasy. His eyes closed he hummed as a big cat.

Giles was at total bliss. He had shut his brain down and concentrated only on rocking together with Ethan, back and forth, concentrated on feeling Ethan tight around him, warm inside, soft and wet, feeling his climax building little by little. He was in heaven.

Ethan suddenly gasped loudly and opened his eyes wide when Giles took him in his hand and began to pump, hard. He shuddered pleasure soaring through his nerves, in his whole body every time the younger man’s hand stroked his engorged penis.

"Oh! Ripper… yes, don’t stop! Yes! Yesssssss!"

Excited Giles increased his speed. He thrust harder, faster. Ethan groaned feeling his orgasm rushing upon him, his tight muscles clenching around Giles’ penis in rapture. He rolled his head in pleasure, matching Giles’ pace, moaning constantly as with each thrust and retreat the head of the Watcher’s penis stroked his prostate. Giles gritted his teeth wanting to delay his release because he loved to fuck Ethan. But he could not forestall his urge to explode any more. He came with a strangled cry and flooded Ethan’s inner channel with hot semen, his cock jerking and pulsing inside the squirming, out of breath sorcerer. He then shouted when he felt Ethan’s tight muscles clenching around him. Ethan came too, with a long feral cry and his sperm splashed himself and Giles.

Giles continued to fuck Ethan, with long, slow, powerful strokes until his sex softened. He then pulled himself out of his old mate, staggered and collapsed on the floor, totally spent and sated. He lay down on his back and did not move anymore. He saw Ethan standing up above him, his slender body slick with sweat and cum, and his sex hard again…

"My turn Ripper."

"Be gentle with me Ethan, or I’m going to kill you." Giles threatened the sorcerer.

"You have been unable to do it in more than 20 years, old chum. You could not and will not."

"All right, I’ll ask Buffy to do it then."

Ethan grabbed Giles’ arm and pulled him up, helping him to get up. He then pushed the Watcher against the desk, on his back. He spread his legs, knelt between them and started to lick and to suck the sensitive skin of the insides of his thighs. Ethan wrapped his fingers around Giles’ penis then his tongue moved over that rigid warmth and he heard a low groan. He took it in his mouth, all the way, his lips pressing into the hair and against the testicles and started to suck hard, caressing Giles’ scrotum with his free hand wanted to give his old mate as much pleasure as possible. Giles whole body undulated as Ethan worked between his legs uttering sighs, moans and grunts. Then, as Giles’ hips began to wave, Ethan slid his fingers between the other man’s buttocks and gently brushed that tight opening as he sucked hard on the cock in his mouth. Giles thrashed on his desk, panting, grabbing at the edges in order to not fall on the floor. Ethan suddenly simultaneously bit hard Giles penis close to its head, squeezed his testicles in his hand and plunged his middle finger inside him. Giles arched, stiffened and screamed when coming hard deeply down Ethan’s throat. At the same time, Ethan exploded too letting out a guttural cry. He cupped his hands under his penis, collected some of his semen, and then covered his sex with it. He made Giles turn on his stomach.

"Fuck me Ethan!"

Ethan nestled behind Giles pushing aside his legs and began to tease the opening of his loins with his finger. The Watcher shivered and raised his buttocks, parting his thighs a little more to open, to offer himself. Ethan began stroked Giles' round and firm buttocks then made his thumbs slide into the furrow parting them, lightly brushing the ring of his loins at each passage, making the other man pant. Giles moaned and began trembling with desire. Ethan took his hard penis and made it roam across the buttocks before pushing them aside to slide the tip along the crack, up and down, several times. Giles turned his head towards Ethan. The sorcerer caught the cold, hard, wild and primitive glance of Ripper. A shiver went down his spine.

"Ethan fuck my arse, NOW! If you want to stay alive!"

Ethan giggled. "My! My! Look who's back?"

Ripper growled threateningly: "Ethan…"

"All right Ripper."

The sorcerer put his hands on Giles’ hips and adjusted his sex against the tight opening of his loins. Giles yelped when he felt the tip of his former lover's penis pressing on his sphincter progressively.

Giles moaned when Ethan gently and slowly sank into him making him utter small shouts of pain and then sighs of pleasure. The sorcerer penetrated the Watcher as far as possible. Giles exhaled a long sigh of pleasure when his lover filled him completely. Holding his old mate by his hips, Ethan began a slow in and out movement and saw Giles gluteal muscles start to relax, to weaken to facilitate his penetration. At each movement, the younger Englishman cried out a hoarse shout.

Ethan leisurely accelerated his rhythm and Giles began waving under him, pressing his buttocks against his stomach. At each time the sorcerer almost completely pulled out of Giles' loins to come back increasingly strong, increasingly fast. Ethan felt the desire escalating in him and was rapidly rushing to a huge orgasm. His thrusts became deeper, faster. He was out of breath and Giles too.

Ethan roared and was shaken by a violent spasm when he exploded. He fell down on his ex-lover’s back with the groan of a dying person. Giles came too splashing his desk, belly and chest with his semen and closed his eyes, exhausted and completely satisfied. Ethan stepped back on shaky legs, panting, and his head empty and reeling, still under the shock of pleasure. He collapsed on the chair.

"Shower." Giles murmured managing to get up.

His legs like jelly he headed to the bathroom. Ethan followed him still panting and in post coital haze.

Once Giles to under the showerhead, he made run the warm water and leaned against the wall to avoid falling. He trembled with exhaustion and his legs threatened to give way under him. He was utterly spent. He groaned when Ethan having joined him slid a hand between his thighs and started to massage his scrotum.

"Ethan, no, stop. I’m exhausted. How do you manage to always be in great shape?"

Ethan smirked. "I have a lot of training, Ripper. I never sleep alone in my bed at night. I’m a sex machine."

"Oh! … Men or women?"

"Both."

Giles lifted a surprised eyebrow. "At the same time?"

"Sometimes. You? Have you made love with the brunette? Or are you still flirting?"

"We are still flirting."

Ethan chuckled. "And your lover is your… hand."

Giles glared at Ethan. "Fuck you!"

"Oh! Yes!… But I want to fuck you first luv."

Ethan made Giles turn around then he began to lick and suck his way down Giles’ chest until he came to the other man's straining erection. Without a warning he knelt down in front of him, in the bathtub, closed his fingers around Giles’ testicles to keep the Watcher immobile then enveloped the head the his penis in his mouth. He started to suck him in, hard and deep. Giles gasped. Giles could not help bucking his hips to thrust into Ethan’s mouth while the sorcerer was sucking and licking him.

"I believe that we should pursue this in my bedroom." Giles said staggering. "I need to lay down on my bed."

"Good idea Ripper."


*****


Ethan penetrated Giles just like that and the Watcher reared as if he had been stabbed. He uttered a long groan and shouted when Ethan pushed his thighs aside to impale him better. Ethan thrust hard and deep each time. Giles scratched the bedspread and gasped for breath. His panting and groans of both pain and pleasure got involved with Ethan's small shouts of pure joy, pure bliss. Ethan began squeezing Giles' testicles as if milking his seed from him faster. Giles roared and began crying. Ethan arched, thrust into his lover a last time, stiffened and spilled into him with a roar. He slowly pulled out bathed with sweat, exhausted. Giles came too, his fingers encircling his straining penis. He exploded and splashed Ethan's chest with his semen. He let out a feral growl and closed his eyes, passed out with ecstasy. Ethan crawled on his former lover, kissed him, and then flattened against him. He closed eyes and fell asleep.



******


When Giles woke up the following morning, he was alone in his big bed. He found a note in place of Ethan - he touched the sheet, it was cold - left for a long time and read some words written on it: "Be seeing you, Ripper."


END