Come Again

Spike admired Xander as he hung in the leather slings. His lover’s cock lay hard and purple against his stomach as the human breathed evenly in a sweat-covered trance. An inflatable butt plug dangled its bulb from his ass. “Can you take another load, love?” Spike lightly ran a hand over Xander’s lower abdomen.

 

Xander moaned in pleasurable anguish. “God, Spike. Are you channeling come from another dimension?”

 

Spike chuckled. “Vampire recovery time. Now, can you take some more?” He ran a finger around where Xander’s anus clinched at the plug.

 

“Yeah, yeah. How many is this?”

 

“Not sure, pet. Twenty...five maybe.” He’d buried himself in Xander and come four times in half an hour his first visit in his excitement. Spike had consumed more blood in this night than he normally did in a week. They’d discussed and planned this night for a month.

 

“Twenty-five’s a good number.” Xander sighed. “Fuck me again, Spike, I have to come this time.”

 

All night Xander had hung in the straps as Spike returned again and again to ejaculate in his ass, slowly filling him up. Between visits, Spike slipped in the inflatable plug to help Xander keep it in place. While Xander’s Tantric skills had grown in the year they’d been together, this was asking quite a bit.

 

Spike tongued his teeth and moved up beside Xander’s head. He’d cared for Xander all evening, keeping him comfortable and cared for, tending to his every need. Now that Xander wanted to come and let go of his control, Spike could play with his lover, using words to amp up Xander’s excitement.

 

“You’ve been taking it good all night, love, I’m real proud of you.” He kissed Xander’s panting lips and met his pleading, lust-clouded eyes. “I wanted this long ago, remember? Those nights at the beach house?” A year before, Xander had house-sat on the beach. Spike had discovered him in the hot tub with a number of sex toys and had thoroughly intruded on Xander’s private time. They had bonded through their love of anal stimulation and not gone a week without some kind of encounter since.

 

Xander nodded, licking his lips.

 

“Every time I’d come I’d imagined I was filling you up, yeah? Now I have.” Spike lightly touched Xander’s taunt belly and pressed ever so slightly.

 

Xander moaned. “Don’t. Not…not yet”

 

“Shh.” Spike soothed, moving down between Xander’s legs. “I’m not going to press until  I’m deep in you, yeah? As I come for the twenty-fifth time, that’s going to make you burst. All that Spike juice you’ve been holding in is gonna force out around my cock, yeah?”

 

Xander could only nod, as Spike skillfully fed him all the images he wanted to hear.

 

Spike kissed his quivering knees and touched the plug. “It’s going to be like those yaoi comics you like so much. It’s going to be real.” Xander had discovered Asian boy sex porn cartoons on the net in the last few months and both had been repelled and excited by some of the images of extreme sex in them.

 

“Ready, love? Cause I’m about to let go just from looking at your beautiful, sweaty body all laid out before me.”

 

Xander nodded again, forcing himself to keep his eyes open, wanting to see his lover with his angular features, so like those of the stylized Manga characters. Actually, Xander first started looking at the angular images because they reminded him of Spike.

 

“I’m letting off the pressure on the plug, love, then I’ll do a quick switch.” Spike did just that, dropping the toy before he quickly slipped his hard cock in Xander’s hole.

 

He held himself buried deep for a minute, “I can feel ya clinching me, pet. Been doing your exercises, haven’t ya?”

 

Xander squeezed again.

 

“Right. Ready to let go? ‘Cause I am.” Spike drew out a bit, pulling a dribble of saved come with him. “Christ, Xan. My spunk’s so hot now from where its been in ya. It’s like sticking my cock in a pudding right out of the oven.”

 

Spike tongued his upper lip and met Xander’s eyes. “You want me to claim you like I’ve been wanting to all night?” Spike had been gentle, each time slipping in and coming with a minimum of movement so Xander would be no more raw than needed  after their fun.

 

“Fuck me, Spike! Claim me as yours!”

 

“All right!” Spike growled and fucked Xander, hard. It wasn’t long before Xander’s body started to spasm, forcing the retained fluid around Spike’s pounding cock.

 

Spike watched the white spunk almost foaming from his actions. “So hot! It’s running down my legs. You took all I could give and now you give it back.”

 

With a grunt, Xander came, his back arching, and his cock spurting its own retained flood.

 

Spike tried to look everywhere at once; Xander’s face, twisted in bliss, his thick cock shooting its load untouched, and down where they were joined.

 

“Christ,” he cursed and spent one last time.

 

Spike hung onto the chains supporting Xander’s legs as he watched his lover basking in the afterglow and listening to his heart slow to normal.

 

Xander’s eyes opened and he smiled at Spike. “Wanna get out of my ass and help me down?”

 

“Oh, I don’t know. You’re so pretty there.”

 

“Um…” Xander grunted and ran a hand through his sweaty hair, making it stick up.

 

“Now not so much. You want to watch this?”

 

“What?”

 

Spike picked up a large hand mirror he’d placed nearby. “Watch the rest spill out?”

 

“Just when I think a night has been as kinky as it can be, you add another knot. Hell, yes!”

 

Spike held the mirror so Xander could see and stepped back, pulling his semi-soft cock out. White spunk dripped, then dribbled more thickly when Xander forced it out. “Why is that hot?” he asked when Spike put the mirror aside and started to unbuckle a strap.

 

“It is, isn’t it?”

 

“Maybe… Ow! Cramp!” Xander started, then trailed off.

 

Spike know Xander well enough to know he was avoiding saying something. “Careful, you’re going to be wobbly.”

 

Xander concentrated until he was standing, held in Spike’s arms. He let Spike support his weight and lightly kissed his lover’s lips.

 

”Maybe what, pet?” Spike asked.

 

“No. Not maybe.” Xander smiled. “For me… it shows how much I turn you on.”

 

Spike let him avoid what he wanted to say for a little longer. “Or maybe,” He picked Xander up and carried him to the shower. He turned the water on the temperature Xander liked and sat him on the seat in the spray.

 

“Maybe?” Xander prompted, enjoying Spike kneeling before him, his gel-free hair plastered to his head, gently washing him.

 

Spike didn’t look up for a minute. He’d faced actions more frightening than this, but rarely with such grave consequences. “Could it maybe be cause it shows… howmuchIloveyou?”

 

He listened to Xander’s heart speed up and braced for whatever he would say next.

 

Xander slid down to kneel on the shower floor with his lover as steam warmed and wrapped them in a private cocoon. He tilted Spike’s head up and made him meet his eyes.

 

“Yeah, that’s it,” Xander murmured and kissed him. “You fill me with love every time we’re together. I can feel it. It’s a good thing I love you, too.”