A soft swishing sound followed his abrupt movement, and Spike paused. Normally, his duster didn’t swish. He turned back and his jaw dropped when he saw Xander laying in the pile of junk. “Xander? But you just walked off with that blasted Slayer…” He trailed off as Xander sat up, groaning and fluttering his eyelids.

“Where am I?” he asked faintly, trying to get his bearings. His eyes darted around until they landed on Spike, who was still staring at him in a slight amount of shock. “Spike?” Xander’s tone was incredulous. “They left me here with you?”

Spike recovered his poise enough to bite out “They didn’t leave you here. You left with them.” The two stopped talking and stared at each other suspiciously as Spike’s meaning sank in.

“If I left with them, how come I’m here?” Xander asked, confusion showing plainly on his face.

Spike sighed. “Look, mate, I have no bloody idea. All’s I know is that you’re here, you’re there, and I’m stuck with one of you. So come on, let’s go find the bloody Slayer and figure out how come the world decided to punish me by putting another of your sodding bodies on this planet.”

Xander glared at Spike as he tried to pull himself up. He was still weak, however, so Spike rolled his eyes and reached out a hand. When their fingers touched, electric chills shot up both their arms. Spike’s eyes widened as he looked at Xander, whose hand was trembling.

“You okay, mate?” Spike asked, trying to cover up his reaction to Xander’s touch.

Xander nodded, avoiding Spike’s gaze. “Yeah.” Spike reluctantly took his hand again, ignoring the jolt it caused, and pulled Xander up. They looked into each others’ eyes and their gaze held for a moment.

“Come on, you bloody poof. Let’s get you back to the Slayer,” Spike mumbled.

Xander followed Spike as he led the way out of the dump. Suddenly, for an impulse he couldn’t explain, Xander reached out and grabbed Spike’s hand. The vampire whirled around, his eyebrows shooting straight up.

“What the hell was that for, you wanker?” Spike half-exploded. Whether it was from anger or excitement, he couldn’t tell.

Xander took a deep breath, opened his mouth, and then stared at Spike. He let his mouth close, started to open it again, and then shrugged. “For this,” he said simply, pressing his lips to the vampire’s.

Spike started to push Xander away, then relaxed and warmed up to the embrace. He slid one hand into Xander’s dark hair and thrust his tongue into Xander’s mouth. The two held their kiss for what seemed like an eternity, Xander mating his tongue with Spike’s, Spike trying to gain dominance over the younger man. Finally, they broke apart, Xander gasping for breath.

“What the hell was that?” he blurted.

Spike smirked. “You’re the one who initiated it, Xander. What the hell was it to you?”

Xander closed his eyes, trying to calm his racing heart. He had no idea why he’d kissed the vampire. All he knew was that he really, *really* liked it, and that disturbed him to no end. “I’ve never kissed a guy before, let alone a vampire,” he started.

Spike smirked. “Look, Xander, it’s no big deal. Vampires become pretty used to any kind of sexual activity, so kissing a bugger like you is all in a day’s fun for someone like me.”

Xander glared at Spike. “Well, it’s not for me. I’m not used to this. So give me a break, okay?”

Spike smiled in amusement. “Look, you enjoyed it, didn’t you?”

Xander nodded grudgingly. “If I hadn’t enjoyed it, I would have broken it right away.”

Spike nodded back at him. “Then go with it, mate. Figure out what you like, and go with it.”

Xander looked at Spike suspiciously. “You’re just trying to get me to make a move on you so you can tell my friends and they’ll all be disgusted with me.”

Spike chuckled. “You already made a move on me, Xander. You kissed me. That should be enough ammunition should I want to shame you in front of your friends.” Xander closed his eyes and groaned. “However, I won’t do that.” Xander cracked one eye open and regarded Spike doubtfully. “Because, Xander, I rather liked it myself. And if you’re willing, I’ll go further with it.”

Xander swallowed. “What if I said I was willing?”

Spike took Xander’s hand. “Then I say we should go find someplace a little more comfortable than the city dump, and teach you how to make love to another man.”

Xander’s face paled and he grinned weakly. “You got a paint-by-the-numbers kit?” he joked.

Spike laughed, a full-bodied laugh like he hadn’t done since he saw Buffy get her ass kicked by a fledgling vampire. “No paint by the numbers, but I can show you a picture,” he teased.

Xander smiled, relieved that the tension was dissipating. His fingers tightened around Spike’s and he nodded his head forward. “Then lead on, my good vampire, lead on.”

Spike flicked on the light and Xander took in the plush room, impressed. “What about the crypt?” he asked in wonder, letting his hand run over the silk comforter.

Spike shrugged. “Living among you poofs made me soft. The crypt just didn’t do it for me. So I scared the hotel owner into letting me have his best suite, free of cost, for however long I wanted it.”

Xander chuckled. “Guess there are benefits to being a vamp.”

Spike turned around, his game face on. Instead of being scared or angry, Xander was undeniably aroused. Spike lowered his face to Xander’s neck and scraped his teeth over the tender flesh he found. Xander shivered in pleasure, and Spike growled softly. “Too many to count,” he breathed.

Xander reached up and wound his fingers in Spike’s short blonde hair, and Spike licked at his pulse point, aching to sink his fangs into the brunette’s skin. He diverted his attention to Xander’s clothes and the removal of them. Once he’d divested the other man of his shirt and pants, he started to take off his own, but Xander tentatively stopped him. With shaking fingers, Xander pushed Spike’s duster off his shoulders, letting it pool around his feet. Then he took the hem of Spike’s shirt and pulled it over his head, leaving him bare-chested.

Xander took a deep breath and lowered his head to Spike’s chest, taking one of the vampire’s nipples into his mouth and sucking lightly on it, scraping his teeth over it. Spike growled as Xander swirled his tongue around the hardened bud before moving over to the other one and repeating his ministrations.

Spike backed up towards the bed as Xander raised his head. “Come on, mate,” he urged gently. Xander grabbed Spike’s hand and followed him to the bed.

Spike pushed Xander down onto the bed, and sank to his knees. Xander’s eyes widened as he realized what Spike was going to do. “Spike, come on, can’t we work up to this?” Xander asked nervously.

Spike chuckled when he saw Xander’s cock stiffen at his touch. “I think you’re up for it already, mate,” he said lightly. Xander’s eyes closed as Spike’s mouth descended, taking Xander’s cock deep inside his throat. Xander groaned as Spike’s icy tongue caressed the head of his erection, then slid over his length, tasting him.

“Oh, God, Spike,” Xander breathed, curling his fingers in Spike’s hair, drawing the vampire’s mouth further down his cock.

Spike grinned around Xander’s stiff length, sucking on it, swirling his tongue around the entire shaft, from head to base. He traced the vein on the underside of Xander’s cock, letting his tongue caress the satiny skin lazily.

Xander’s breathing grew shallower as he felt his body tighten. “Spike,” he moaned, his ass tensing. Spike sensed that Xander was on the edge and relaxed his throat, sucking Xander’s cock in all the way to the base. Xander made a couple shallow thrusts before he exploded, shooting his cum straight down Spike’s throat.

Spike continued to suck on Xander’s cock until the last drop of cum had been pulled from the tip. Xander collapsed onto the bed, his breathing labored.

“Spike, that was…” He trailed off, not knowing where to begin describing what had just happened.

Spike smirked. “I know, Xander, I know. It’s a bit of a rush the first time you feel another man’s mouth wrapped around your stiff shaft, isn’t it?”

Xander nodded weakly. “How does it feel to be on the other end?” he asked after a minute.

Spike smiled. “Why don’t you try it for yourself?” he suggested.

Xander pulled himself upright and slid off the bed. Spike stood up and Xander grabbed his jeans, quickly unbuttoning them and sliding the zipper down. He pulled Spike’s jeans to his feet, and Spike stepped out of them before sitting on the edge of the bed.

With uncertain hands, Xander grasped Spike’s cock loosely, making gently stroking motions over the slender shaft. Spike’s eyes rolled back in his head and he growled. “Christ, it’s been too long since I had a man sucking me off,” he groaned.

Xander smiled as he lowered his lips to the protruding staff. He hesitantly let the head of Spike’s cock slide between his lips, running over his tongue as he sucked it in as far as he could handle. Spike moaned appreciatively and Xander grew bolder, moving his mouth over Spike’s erection with firmer strokes. His tongue wrapped around Spike’s length and he cupped the vampire’s balls in his hand, squeezing them gently as he sucked on Spike’s cock.

Spike hissed and vamped out, grabbing Xander’s head and forcing his mouth further down. Xander tried to relax his throat enough to take Spike in, but ended up gagging on the unfamiliar invasion. Spike immediately let go of Xander’s head and instead made light thrusting motions. Xander licked and sucked until Spike growled out, “Jesus, Xander, I hope you’re ready!”

Xander’s eyes flew open but he prepared himself for the taste of Spike’s cum. As soon as he relaxed, Spike shot a load of cold semen into his mouth. Xander swallowed hastily, sucking the spasming shaft, draining every drop of fluid from Spike’s body.

Xander stood up on shaky legs as Spike dropped back onto the bed. He curled up beside the vampire, who rolled over and draped his arm around the younger man. “Bloody hell, Xander,” he mumbled. “That was absolutely friggin’ wonderful. You sure you never done this before?”

Xander laughed. “No, I haven’t,” he assured the blonde. “The fact that I did it this time amazes the hell out of me.”

“Well, you’re damn good at it,” Spike praised him. He sat up. “So, are you ready to take it to the next level?”

Xander eyed him, his nerves surprisingly calm. “You mean, am I ready to get it up the ass?”

Spike chuckled. “Something like that, yeah.”

Xander nodded. “Yeah. I think I can handle it.”

“It’s going to hurt,” Spike warned.

Xander shrugged. “I know it will. But I’ll get over it, won’t I?”

Spike laughed and reached into his nightstand. “Yeah, I wager you will.” He pulled back and showed Xander what he had gotten; a tube of lubrication. Xander swallowed. “You want to put it on, or do you want me to?”

Xander reached for the tube. “I think I’m gonna slick you down.” Spike rolled off the bed and stood in front of Xander, his cock standing straight up. Xander squeezed a liberal amount of the lube into his hand and reached out, smoothing the gel over Spike’s cock. He coated it thoroughly until Spike nodded his approval.

“Come on, on your hands and knees,” Spike instructed. Xander complied, his heart beating faster. Spike reached for the tube and spread some onto his index finger, then slid it over Xander’s puckered asshole. Xander moaned as Spike slipped a finger inside his anus. “Does that feel good?” Spike asked.

Xander nodded his head. “Oh God yeah,” he groaned, arching back, trying to take Spike’s finger deeper inside him. Spike chuckled. “Hold on, hold on, we’re getting there,” he teased gently. He squeezed some more lube onto his middle finger and then pushed it inside Xander’s tight hole as well. Xander winced but then moaned as he grew accustomed to the feel of being invaded.

Spike slowly pulled his fingers out, then gently thrust them back in. Xander’s cock hardened instantly. “Come on, Spike,” he moaned.

Spike smiled and withdrew his fingers. Then he grasped his hardened, lubed-up cock and positioned it at Xander’s anus. “You ready, mate?” he asked. Xander’s response was to thrust his ass at Spike. Spike slowly pushed his cock inside Xander’s asshole, causing Xander to gasp from the pain. Spike kept pushing until he was buried inside Xander. “You okay?”

Xander nodded painfully. “Yeah, I’m fine.” Spike nodded and pulled back, then thrust forward again, a little faster. Xander relaxed his ass muscles and accepted Spike. As Spike continued to pull out and thrust, picking up the pace slightly, the pain began to fade and was replaced by intense pleasure. Xander’s cock hardened with every thrust until his shaft was pressed against his stomach, begging for release.

Xander reached down and grasped his cock, making short hard stroking motions as Spike really sped his thrusts up. Pretty soon Xander was jerking on his cock, his breathing labored, as Spike pounded his cock into his ass, his balls slapping against Xander’s. “Xander, I’m gonna…” Spike grunted, his thrusts now frenzied, his shaft pistoning in and out of Xander’s tight hole.

Xander nodded, knowing that Spike was trying to tell him that he was about to cum into Xander’s ass. Xander fisted his cock twice more before he exploded, his cum spurting out all over the bedspread. Just as he trembled to completion, Spike slammed into him violently, grunting, and shot his load of cum into Xander’s hole.

They fell onto the bed, exhausted. Spike pulled out of Xander, his cum leaking out Xander’s ass. “That was amazing, Spike,” Xander admitted quietly, rolling over and putting his hands under his head. Spike rolled onto his side and propped his head up on one hand.

“You’re bloody right about that, mate,” Spike agreed. He ran his hand across Xander’s stomach. “So you think you’ll go back to chits after this?”

“Maybe,” Xander allowed. “Or maybe we can get a girl to join in.”

Spike’s eyes lit up. “Maybe if we can find that dark-haired Slayer that Buffy’s always mentioning, we could get her in on it. She sounds like exactly my type. Besides being human, that is.”

Xander thought about slamming his cock into Faith’s pussy while Spike rode him from behind. The idea was a very appealing one. “Maybe we could do that, Spike, maybe we could do that.”

Spike collapsed onto his back and let his eyes drift shut. “You know, I wasn’t too happy about finding a second copy of your bum laying the dump, but now I’m damn glad you showed up,” he admitted.

“Why’s that?” Xander asked with a chuckle.

Spike yawned. “ ‘Cause now I have my very own Xander,” he mumbled before he drifted off to sleep.

Xander turned over and slung his arm over Spike’s waist. “Your very own Xander,” he mused. “Yeah, Spike, I guess you could say that.” He snuggled into the vampire’s body and let his own eyes drift shut, falling into dreams of he and Spike including a certain dark-haired Slayer into their fun…