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This is dedicated to Bill. His story about the lifeguard largely inspired it. That and getting to see the pilot for “Man From Atlantis” again after so many years. And the thought of Spike and Xander naked in a pool.
Probably set some time between late season 4, summer 4/5, or maybe into season 5. Let's just ignore Anya, Okay?
Next chapter to the PG-13 rated Swimming Fool
Part 2 (NC-17)
They fell into a routine. Every Wednesday when life and the Hellmouth allowed, Spike and Xander met in the pool at the Y.
The first Wednesday Xander brought swim trunks, but when he saw Spike strip down and dive in, he realized he loved the way the water felt flowing over all of him. Plus, Spike had already seen him, so why bother?
They didn’t talk much. They met up, stripped down, and swam laps. Sometimes Spike would sink down and just sit on the bottom of the pool, watching Xander. Xander bought a nice pair of swim goggles and watched Spike. Spike occasionally coached Xander in dive techniques.
Xander could feel the change and
strengthening in his body. Some months into their meetings, Spike commented on it.
“You’re looking fit, Xander.”
Comments like this only served to reminded Xander they were both naked. He was comfortable with this, but sometimes it stil made him uncomfortable.
“Thanks. I feel fit. Well.”
“I bet you do,” Spike said, his voice low.
Spike looked him in the eye. “I bet you fit well.”
Xander was used to Spike’s teasing, but this time the tone was different.
“Not as nicely as you would,” Xander blurted and swam off.
He floated in the center of the pool, letting the water support him. Shortly, he felt the other swimming under and around him. Normally, Spike left the boy in peace when he was floating. It was part of the trust they shared. Had Spike finally realized that Xander’s main taught while floating is that he wished Spike would come up to him and start touching him?
Long fingers brushed his back and Xander started slightly, opening his eyes. A circle around. A touch along the outside of his leg. Xander closed his eyes once more. He did not know what was touching him or where that touch would come. He felt his penis harden and this time he did not hide it. Circle and touch. Circle and touch. All over his body. His hand suddenly brushed rough concrete and he was pulled out of his reverie.
Xander clung to the edge of the pool, gasping slightly. Spike came up behind him and put a hand up on the edge on either side of his.
Xander could feel Spike’s hard penis nudging him. Wordlessly, Spike slid his hands down Xander’s arms, across his back, and to his ass. He cupped the cheeks and squeezed the firm muscled before parting them. Xander felt the head of Spike’s hard cock nudging him.
“Don’t," he gasped.
Spike’s voice was rough in his ear. “I thought you wanted to, Xander. You’ve come here to swim with me some fifteen times, and yet you’ve never brought a suit. I see you watching me. And you’re hard as steel right now.”
“I… I do want to. But... in the water. It'll hurt.”
“We can climb out.” Spike prodded him with his hard penis.
“No. I… I’ve brought something.” Xander moved to climb out.
“Stay put. You’ll get cold.” Spike climbed out. “Where is it, pet?”
“My right jacket pocket.”
Spike picked up Xander’s jacket and reached in the pocket, bringing out a travel-size jar of Vaseline. “Clever you.” Spike opened it and started to dip some out.
“Wait," Xander says urgently. Spike quirks an eyebrow at him. "Let me?” he asks shyly.
Spike smiled and returned to sit on the edge of the pool with his legs spread. Xander backpedaled and looked at the hard, waiting cock. He'd been wanting this. It took a long time, but he finally admitted to himself how damn much he wanted this. But it had to be done right, like the fantasy in his head. Suddenly, he turned and dove. He swam to the far end, driving hard, splashing, leaving Spike puzzled. When he reached the end, he turned and kicked off. He swam straight back to the unmoving man, ending his journey between the vampire’s knees.
Xander flipped his dark hair out of his eyes and looked up at Spike. The vampire knew his heart would have skipped a beat if it could. This beautiful boy had finally come around. It had been hard to stay silent and not be snarky all summer. He knew he had to let the boy come to him. As Xander's body matured and strengthened under the exercise, Spike's desires had only grown. It had been a long time since Spike had taken a male lover, and the first time a human had tempted him so.
Xander dipped his fingers into the cool slipperiness the other held for him, and spread a thick coat over the hard pale cock. Spike hissed in appreciation when his balls were included in the treatment. Xander spent a little time exploring and looking at what he had come to desire over the past months. “If you keep that up, Luv, you’ll have to start over,” Spike says softly.
Xander laughed nervously and moved away so Spike could get in the pool. Once in the water, Spike gestured for him to resume his earlier pose against the side. He scooped up a glob of the Vaseline and cupped it in his hand. Carefully, he reached down worked it into Xander’s hole. One finger after another slipped in. Xander moaned and pushed out into the vampire’s hands. Spike knew someone, or at least something, had been there before him.
“You like that?”
“Shut up. Please.”
“Actions do speak louder than words,” Spike murmured, not offended. Spike braced his legs and brought his slippery cock up to replace his fingers.
Xander’s breathing deepened and slowed as he closed his eyes. He wanted to savor this, to feel every inch as it slid in tight. His first. Spike did not disappoint. He could hear the boy’s breathing, feel his heartbeat inside his body. He, too, wanted to enjoy this. He encountered a barrier and paused, letting the boy indicate when he should move again. The feeling of muscles fluttering and adjusting to the intrusion against the head of his cock made him groan.
“Christ!” cursed Xander and pushed back. With a smooth, even motion, Spike sunk deep in. Xander reached back to grab Spike’s hip to hold him still for a moment. White flashes danced before his closed eyes as the pain rush rapidly settled into pleasure. When he let go, Spike started fucking him. Slowly at first, then harder at the boy’s prompting. Soon, the water was splashing, Xander was moaning, and Spike was breathing hard and fast. Too soon he came with a shudder and a moan.
He pulled out and away only to have Xander grab him and shove him against the side. “My turn, evil dead.” Spike was not about to argue. He copied the human's earlier pose. Xander found the Vaseline and coated his still-hard cock as Spike stretched himself open.
Spike’s mind chose this odd moment to wonder at his own choice of names. Why did he think of Xander as “the boy?” Xander positioned his boy’s hard cock, and pressed in, pulling back with his hands on the vampire's sharp hip bones. Spike decided he would have to re-christen him. For far too short a time, the human moved inside him. Spike reveled in the warmth inside him as he had earlier enjoyed it around him. Xander spent himself with a cry and groped for the poolside. Spike helped him gain purchase, then leant back, with his arms bent behind him up on the pool’s rim.
Xander’s breathing evened out and his heart slowed before he looked over at the vampire. Spike was gazing across the misty water and did not move. “So, see you next Wednesday?”
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