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HotTub-A-Rama 3

Back Door Cabana Boy

Spike spent the much of the long, hot California day crypt pacing and masturbating by turns. When he started into his plan to pester the whelp, he’d just been in it for the sheer evil fun of trashing someone else’s good time. He had never expected his old sexual desires to be so stirred up. Spike kicked at the iron railing as he made a turn to pace the other way.

He’d been getting along fine with picking up birds and getting all the shagging he wanted, thank you very much. Even if he couldn’t bite, he could still fuck them unconscious. Then this nothing, this pizza boy, reminded him of  how wonderful it could feel to have something properly up your bum.

The toys he’d made himself ignore while with Drusilla now called to him. And then, to have Xander inside him. It was the closest thing to heaven he knew he’d ever feel. Well, maybe if he was shagging the slayer as Xander shagged him.

But the boy had sent him away after. It wasn’t like he should have been surprised. Hell, he hadn’t expected him to be bold enough to give it to him.

His present dilemma  was what to do if Xander turned him away tonight. He wanted that cock again. Even better, he wanted to be in Xander. Spike tugged on his cock again.

“Better leave that be, Spikey,” he muttered to himself. “want to save some for tonight. He’s a big a horn dog as you are. He’ll be back for more soon.”

Spike made sure his toys were cleaned and packed in their bag, and slept as best he could.

As soon as the sun was safely abed, Spike hurried to his car and sped to the beach house. He didn’t bother with stealth this time and parked in the beach house’s driveway beside Xander’s car.

He called out as he rounded the back of the house. “Xander! Come out and…”  the sight that greeted him stopped him dead. An air mattress had been set up on the floor of the porch and Xander lay sprawled face down upon it, with his hips raised by a pillow, and his cock and balls presented. Nearby was a towel with a line up of toys on it. “Well, well, what’s this?”

Xander didn’t get up, and didn’t look at Spike. He’d fought his demons of indecision earlier and had decided to go through with his crazy fantasy. “I did something for you last night so tonight I want you to do something for me,” Xander said in a rush.

“You want me to be your cabana boy and oil you up?”

Xander coughed, not admitting that played into it. “I have a fantasy, and because I decided to treat this whole weekend like a fantasy so if I want I can pretend it never happened, I figure I should get in all my wishes while I can.”  Xander couldn’t see Spike’s hurt frown at his declaration.

Spike dropped his satchel of toys beside Xander’s feet. He was being used. Maybe he could still get some touch out of it. “So… what’s your pleasure?”

“I want you to use what ever you want on me, in what ever way you want.” Xander’s voice was tense and Spike could see what this cost him.

Spike pushed aside his hurt.  “Yeah?”

“Yeah. Well, as long as it’s meant to be played with. I don’t want you poking me with the potted plants or anything.”

“You’ve got your collection right here, why would I need anything else?” Spike spotted a toy like the long one with a knob on the end like he’d used the night before. “And you did some shopping?”

“Yeah. That one toy looked so good…”

Spike chuckled. “Proud of you, shopping on your own. Big Ted’s a scary place.” Spike skinned off his shirt and sat down to unlace his boots.

“I think the cross dresser you talked to was still there,” Xander said with a shudder.

“Probably lives there.” Now naked, Spike looked down at Xander. Construction work had firmed his muscles and the round globes of his ass were so nicely presented. “How does this work, pet?”

“I… none of those toys are… too big for me. And I know you can’t hurt me, and if we establish a safe word…”

Spike knelt between Xander’s spread legs, admiring the semi-hard cock, hairy balls, and sweet pucker he so wanted to penetrate. “The chip going off isn’t enough?”

“Um… I trust you because of that, mostly, but I …”

“I get it,” Spike said softly. Most lovers he’d played with had not given him the luxury of a safe word.  “What’s it to be, then?”

“Apple pie,” Xander mumbled.

“Apple pie?” Spike barked a laugh. “I’d bloody well hope you wouldn’t blurt that out during sex.”

“Anyway…” Xander closed his eyes and thrust into the yielding mattress. “Go on.”

Spike eyed the collection as he stroked his erection. “Where should I start?”

“That… that’s the point. I won’t know what’s coming. But… you can ask me if I want something… bigger once in a while.”

“Maybe threaten you with it?”  Xander moaning and thrusting again was his answer. “Right then.” Spike put his hand on his partner’s leg and Xander flinched a little with the contact. “You need to relax, pet. Nothing’s going to crawl up in ya if you’re clinched.”

Spike ran his hand up Xander’s leg, skimming over his cheek and, raising up on his knees, put both hands on Xander’s shoulders and started to rub.

“Are… are you giving me a massage?”

“I admire ya laying yourself all out for me like this, it’s hot as blazes, but if I even think about putting a pinkie finger in you, the evening will be over.”

Xander sighed and realized Spike was right. He knew anal play’s three main elements were toys, relaxation, and lube. After a few minutes of Spike’s thumbs working his shoulder blades and running his hands confidently over his back, Xander was able to let go of his fears. He’d taken the hardest steps earlier today when he’d decided to literally open himself up to Spike.

Spike worked his way down and cupped Xander’s cheeks. “So you think you’re ready to take whatever ole Spike can put to ya, yeah?”

“I’ll do my best,” Xander said, his voice husky.

Spike pressed with his thumb and spread Xander open. He smiled at the brown hole that winked at him and worked his cock with one hand. “I don’t know… Looks mighty small. Then again, I like a challenge.” He took his hand off Xander and clicked open the lube. “Maybe… the blue one.” He heard Xander draw in a breath. It was one of the larger ones there. “No, maybe not. As much as I like a little blood play, we won’t go there tonight, I think.”

“Spike,” Xander moaned, “don’t kill my mood.”

Spike chuckled. “We’ll start small.” He ran one hand over Xander’s smooth bottom again and once more spread him open. “Bit ‘o lube…” Spike dripped a generous dollop on Xander’s waiting pucker and watched him jump a little at the cold. “And then…” Spike touched Xander’s lower back with  the barest tip of one finger and slowly spiraled it in, ever closer to his target. “Which toy is this, then? Hummmm?”

When Spike reached the center of his journey, he scooped up the lube that had run down onto Xander’s balls and put his finger on his target. “Ready for this?” he teased.

“Please!” Xander gasped, clutching the sheets by his head.

“Just cause you ask so nicely…” Spike easily pushed his finger in, enjoying the gripping heat. Maybe he’d get his cock in there one day.

“Is… is that your finger?”

“I told you I’d start small and you didn’t say not to. ’Cides. I can do this.” Wickedly, Spike crooked his finger and pressed on Xander’s prostate making him gasp. “Want another?”

Xander hesitated, it was weird having someone else inside him, even if it was just a finger. Spike pulled out and pushed back in to that wonderful spot. “Yes!” he gasped, giving up his last barrier of resistance.

Spike chuckled. “Yeah, that’s my boy. Take it.” He added a second finger.

Xander kept himself relaxed and waited for Spike’s next move. Even though he’d never go there, the thought of Spike adding finger after finger until his whole hand slipped in thrilled him and he pressed back.

“You like that, my boy?” Spike crooned. “You want some more? Maybe another finger? Maybe a bigger toy?”  Xander suddenly realized that was what they shared. Anal sex was as much the anticipation, the wrongness of the act, as the actual sensations. He pushed back into Spike’s hand. “A third finger, then,” Spike said.

“God!” Xander gasped.

Spike turned his three fingers inside the heat of Xander’s ass and panted at the sight. “Bloody hell, that’s hot! I have to have something inside me, too.” He fumbled with his free hand and located one of his toys. It was a thick red plug that he knew would stay in place.

“Show me?” Xander said. Spike held up the toy by it’s flared base where Xander could see. He guessed it was two inches at the widest. “That’s… that’s thick, Spike.”

“I like a little pain now and then. Vampire, yeah? Hold on while I slip this in.”

Spike took his fingers out and Xander rolled a bit to one side so he could watch. Spike heavily coated the plug with lube and set it on the floor. He knelt over it with his legs folded back and the tops of his feet against the floor. He positioned himself over it and slowly lowered himself. Xander watched, mesmerized, as Spike pushed down to the point of forcing it in a bit, then raised himself.

It didn’t take much before the vampire was moaning and fondling himself with both hands. He would pinch his nipples, hard, cup his balls, then feel where the width of the plug was splitting him open.

“What… what’s that like, Spike?” Xander asked.

“It’s like… I want it all in me so bad. It’s a big plug and it’s stretching me.” Spike pushed down a little more and raised back up. “Christ! It… it’s  heavy rubber so it’s going to fill me up and pull on me like it wants out. I… I’m going to have to… force it out.” Spike rocked back down and watched as Xander humped against the pillow that raised his hips. “One more push and I… I think I’m going to come. Can I come on your ass, Xander?”

“Yeah… sure. I want to watch…”

Spike threw his head back and closed his eyes. He let his weight drop on the impossibly large plug and hung there for a second, feeling the burn. Then he opened his eyes to see Xander all spread open before him and pushed down, opening himself the last bit needed. His body yielded, the fullest point of the heavy red plug slipped in and Spike felt his opening clinch in around its narrow neck.

A few pulls on his cock and his cum splattered on Xander’s ass and opening.

Spike sat back on his heels, panting. The big red plug he just taken in his ass stretched and filled him. He lifted himself a little and it’s weight pulled at his opening.

Xander swallowed, doing his best to keep from coming at what he was watching. Spike was like a painting of male perfection come to life. His lean body shivered and rippled as he came. The toy he’d forced into himself was big enough that Xander cringed at the thought of taking it in himself.

Xander realized Spike was watching him as he was being studied and he dropped back on the pillow. Spike’s warm chuckle followed him. “Like to watch? I like that myself.” Spike reached out and smeared his cum over Xander’s skin, pressing his thumb into the flexing opening. “Feeling empty? Let’s see what I can find.”

He picked up one with a gradual taper to it. He coated it with lube and pressed it against Xander’s hole. Very slowly he pushed the tip in. Hungry to quell the empty feeling, Xander pushed upwards, and Spike moved with him.

“Be still now, boy,” Spike said, firmly pushing Xander back down. “You gave your ass to me tonight, remember? So unless you want to order some dessert, I’m in charge.”

“Yes, yes. You’re right. It’s just that watching you… Damn that plug is big.”

Spike chuckled and pressed Xander’s toy in a little bit more. “It’s brilliant. I’d say humans have to be careful taking something so big so quick, but I’ll heal in a day or so, maybe less and be a virgin again.”

“Lucky you.”

Spike flexed his body, pushing out, but could not even budge the massive rubber piece filling him. Briefly, he wondered if his muscles would retighten around it. He’d have to have help pulling it out. The thought made his cock harden once again.

He ran one hand up Xander’s leg as he pushed in just a little more. “Like that, Pet? I hope so, cause it looks so hot.” Xander thrust back fractionally, and Spike shoved the rest of the plug in. The cone popped into Xander’s ass and it closed around the narrow neck.

“Fuck!” Xander gasped. “I thought you were going slow.”

“I got bored and wanted to see it in. Plus, I know I didn’t hurt ya, cause the chip didn’t even tingle.” He put both hands on Xander’s ass and enjoyed feeling it flex. Then he tapped the round base of the toy. “You know which one this is?”

“It... it’s the one I had in when you found me in the hot tub.”

“Smart lad.” Spike took hold of the base and pulled just a bit. “You want I should take it in and out?”

“No… I like to just leave the plugs in. I… I’ll work the… um… more phallic ones sometimes.”

“Well, then, maybe I should find something I can play with.”  Spike eased the plug out and teased the boy with it a little bit before setting it aside.

He paused and enjoyed the sight of Xander’s waiting hole. He reached back and pulled on the red plug stretching him. He relaxed and pushed, but it would not budge. He worked his hard cock with the other hand.

Missing Spike’s hands on him, Xander spoke up. “Where did you go?”

“Just enjoying myself and the view a bit. Christ, this plug is huge.”

“The one you have in?”

“Yeah. I may have to have help getting it out. Can you do that?”

“Oh. Wow. Yeah I guess so. It’s really stuck?”

“Feels like. But it… I’m so full, so packed.” Spike was panting.

“You going to come again?”

“Yeah… yeah…”

Instead of  turning around to look, Xander reached back with both hands and spread himself open. Spike moaned and put one foot under himself. He pressed the plug in deep with the heel of his foot as he wrung his cock and lightly ran a finger over Xander’s opening. As he was about to come, he plunged two fingers into Xander. The heat gripped him and he shot all over Xander once more.

He worked his cock slower and slower and turned his fingers in Xander for a minute. “You’re going to wreck me, boy.”

“Wreck you? I’m the one resisting orgasm here.” Xander pressed his hips into the pillows.

“How do you do that?”

“Practice.”

“Anya made you?”

“Yep.”

Spike grinned. “Then may some god bless her. I think it’s amazing.”

“I think it looks like more fun to come as much as you want.”

“It has a down side, too. Makes a fella mighty thirsty. Can’t spare a pint, can ya?”

“No biting, Spike! I apple pie the biting,” Xander said, using his safe word.

“Can’t blame me for asking.”

“Give me something else, Spike. Please?”

Spike went right for the long toy with a knob on one end and a handle on the other. “See what you can do with this.” He popped in the slicked knob and then pulled back a bit.

“Is that the new one?”

“I want to see you take it deep, Xander. Relax  for me.”

Spike slowly pushed in, sinking several inches in before he met resistance. “How far are you going?”

“As far as you’ll let me. Relax, Pet.”

“I am!”

Spike silently sighed and laid the handle of the toy down, leaving it’s top third inside. Again he stroked Xander’s back. “It’s your insides got to open up now. Focus inside and loosen yourself up. Feel where the ball is.”

Xander took a couple of deep breaths and did as Spike directed. He found he was aware of the toy inside him. “Yeah,” he breathed. “I think I see what you mean.”

Gently Spike picked up the handle again and gently pushed. This time, the stem sunk in another three inches so the handle rested against his opening. “Feel good?’

“Oh! It’s strange. Different.” Xander reached back for the first time that night and handled the toy. Experimentally, he pushed and pulled on the toy.

Spike sat back on his heel again and enjoyed the show. Again he tugged his plug and knew he wanted to feel it coming out.

Xander rolled to his side. “I want to swing it like you did. And I need to stretch my legs, I’ve been laying here a while.”

Xander stood and stretched. He fed the toy up into himself as far as he could, then let go and relaxed. It slid easily down until just the ball was inside him. “Ohhhh. That’s…. nice!”

“Told ya.” Spike ran his fingers loosely over his renewed erection as he watched Xander.

Xander experimentally swung the heavy handle and soon had it swinging back an forth between his legs as he thrust at empty air. The toy, hanging with just its knob inside, swung forward to hit against his balls, then back.

“Damn! That… that hits the spot. I’m going to have to stop,” Xander gasped.

Spike stood, leaned over, and put his hands on the table. The black circle of the big plug stood out in sharp relief against Spike’s pale skin. “Help a bloke out?”

Xander hesitated. You want me to pull it out for you?” Xander asked, his mouth suddenly dry. “I… I’ll hurt you.”

“Don’t worry about that. Somehow you keep forgetting I like a bit of pain with my sex sometimes. Grab ahold and yank it out.”

Xander bit his lip and dared give his attention-hungry cock a few strokes. He closed his fingers around the base as best he could and tugged a little. “Man, that is tight. Loosen up.”

“I’ll try…” Spike dropped his head to his arm, presenting his ass even better and took a  few relaxing breaths. “Take it, Xan.”

Xander got his fingers around the plug as best he could, feeling where Spike’s opening was clenched around the hard rubber. He pulled, changed his grip, and pulled again. Spike groaned as it shifted and Xander had to make himself not let go.

He pulled harder and Spike wrapped one hand around his cock. “Feels so fucking good, Xan… Yank the buggering son of a bitch out.”

Xander twisted it a little and gave a firm, steady pull. The plug shifted, gave, and slid out into Xander’s hand.

Spike cursed a blue streak as his hand almost became a blur on his cock and cum shot onto the table. Xander didn’t hesitate, but wickedly put the tip of the plug back in Spike’s gaping hole just as he was winding down from his orgasm.

“Bugger!” Spike cursed and pushed back. Xander held the toy still as Spike rocked on it, never taking it all in again and continued to quiver and his cock to pulse for another minute. Finally, Spike waved him away and collapsed in a chair. “That was wicked, Pet. I didn’t know you had that in you.”

Xander was again feeding the slick toy up his ass and letting it slide out. “I… I was just doing something I sometimes do to myself,” he mumbled, embarrassed.

“You're a master in your chosen hobby. Can’t fault that, especially when I can study at his feet. So to speak.”

"More like between my feet."

Xander took the long toy out of himself, and put it with the used toys. Then he laid himself down, again presenting his ass to Spike. He knew he couldn’t last much longer. If he didn’t have to go to work the next day, he would have allowed himself to work for two orgasms. He sighed into the pillow and settled himself comfortably.

“I take it you want something more?”

“Maybe two more. I have to get some sleep tonight.”

Again, Spike felt used, as Xander was aware of time. “Yeah, I know just what you need.”

This time, Spike picked up a plug that had a cock shape but a plug’s base. He slicked it up and easily fit it in. Slowly, he teased and took a good ten minutes before the base fit against Xander’s opening.

“I like your… That feels good, Spike,” Xander said.

“You like my what, mate?” Spike asked as he picked up one of his own plugs, a smaller one than the big red one, and slicked it for himself.

“Your touch,” Xander mumbled into the pillow.

Spike paused and lightly stroked Xander’s ass in a way he’d learned the boy responded to. Xander sighed and humped the pillow under him. “It won’t be long now, will it?” Spike asked, pulling on his own cock.

“No,” Xander panted. “I… I’m surprised I’ve lasted this long.”

“One more then, Luv?”

“Yeah. I’ll come with the next one.”

Spike considered the remaining toys, but they were all much the same in his eyes and none were special enough to be the finale to Xander’s treatment. There was nothing else for it then. 

Leaving the last plug in place, Spike crawled up Xander’s body. He supported himself on untiring arms over Xander, not quite touching him at any point.

“Spike! What are you doing?” Xander tried to look back at him, but the vampire gently pushed his head back to the pillow.

“Shhh, now. We agreed on the safe word, and I’ve not forgotten it.”

Xander swallowed. “What do you want?” he asked, his heart beating wildly. He knew what he hoped, what he dare not ask for.

Spike lowered his hips, allowing his cock to make wet trails on Xander’s lower back. “I want to fuck your sweet ass, Xander Harris,” he breathed in Xander’s ear. “Every time I’ve pressed something into you I’ve wished it was my cock. You remember how good it felt to be inside me, let me show you how good it feels to be the taker.”

“God…” Xander breathed and couldn’t stop himself from arching upwards.

“Sounds like you’re out of apple pie, so I’m going to go for cherry.” Spike said.

Spike reached down between them, eased the plug from Xander’s body, let it fall, and lined his cock up with Xander’s slick and open hole. Before he could be rejected, Spike slid in.

Both moaned as Xander’s ready body easily took him in to the fullest.

It was like nothing Xander had ever felt before. Spike’s cock wasn’t any bigger then the toys he’d been using, but it was long and alive. Its texture was so unlike the rubbers and silicones, even the expensive one he’d bought that claimed to feel like the real thing. The fact that it was attached to another body who now moved over him made him shiver. It was so much better than he ever imaged a strap on feeling. He screwed his eyes tight and pressed his ass upwards.

Spike savored the heat and the grasping tightness around his shaft. It had been far too long since he’d done this with a willing partner.

“You like that?” Spike murmured in Xander’s ear. “You like me filling you up?” He drew a little way out then back in, settling comfortably against Xander’s ass. “I’ve wanted in here for days, Luv.” He moved again. “Every time I’ve come, I’ve imagined I was filling you up, spending load after load into your sweet ass until it overflowed.”

As Spike’s dirty words in his honeyed voice flowed into his ear, Xander realized he wanted that, too. “Fuck me, Spike. Move… want to feel you move.”

Spike rose to his knees, drawing Xander up with him. He allowed the boy to shift and get comfortable before moving again. Slowly he thrust in and out, savoring the sensation. Xander’s body grasped and pulled at him as if wanting to draw him deeper.

When Xander reached back to feel his opening where it wrapped around Spike’s cock, the vampire nearly came right then. “Ready for a hard ride, Luv? I’m more than ready to give it to ya.”

Xander’s reply was almost a sob. “Please. Fuck me. Make me come!”

Remembering the chip enough to be careful with the fragile human under and around him. Spike planted his hands on Xander’s wide hips and let his body choose the rhythm. Soon both were grunting in accord and the sound of flesh slapping flesh against filled the porch.

Spike pulled in great gulping breaths, scenting the overpowering waves of passion, sweat, and musk that dripped from Xander.

Xander abandoned trying to balance and planted both hands on the mattress below him. He saw nothing but white and red flashes behind his lids as Spike changed his angle and again and again struck Xander’s prostate. A few minutes of this, and Xander’s body tightened, his whole being quivered. Spike saw this and watched Xander throw his head back, then tuck it under with a shuddering, wordless moan, coming without touching his cock.

Xander’s hot body grasped and pulled at Spike’s cock, drawing his orgasm from him. His demon emerged and he howled his pleasure to the waves.

Xander collapsed onto the rumpled sheets, with Spike following him down. He found himself dizzy from the force of the orgasm and lack of air from the weight of Spike draped across his back.

Spike enjoyed the lassitude following his orgasm, and the warmth of a sticky human below him. He didn’t enjoy it for long, though, as his chip sent off a warning tingle.

“Spike…” Xander managed to whisper. “Get off...”

“Damn you humans needing to breathe.” Somewhat reluctantly, Spike rolled off and lay on his back beside him for a minute. “Just did get off, mate. Mad brilliant it was, too.” Spike made himself get up.

Lazily, Xander rolled to one side and watched as Spike wiped himself clean. When he picked up his pants, and started to pull them on, Xander frowned. “What’s the hurry?”

Spike wouldn’t meet his eyes. “I thought I’d leave you alone to deal, yeah? I mean, your fantasy weekend’s over and you can neatly put it away as one long wet dream.” He pulled his shirt over his head. “You’ve got laundry to do to clean this place up and…”

“No,” Xander said firmly. “You’ve got laundry to do.”

“Right then, I’ll just nick over to the Laundromat, chink my hard-found quarters into the machine, clean up this nice people’s stuff, then nip back before dawn to deliver it all clean and folded.”

“Why would you do that when I’ve got a washer and dryer?” Xander asked with a grin.

“Because you sodding well spelled me out, didn’t you?” Spike shouted, cramming his foot into a boot. “I’m not going to do your sheets. Yeah I helped you mess ‘em up, but so what?”

“Spike,” Xander said slowly, calmly laying on the rumpled bedding. “I’m asking you to please take this laundry into my apartment and wash it for me.”

“Yeah, well, I…” Spike paused in his angry lacing and looked at Xander with a quirked eyebrow. “Wait. You’re inviting me to go to your apartment?”

Xander stretched and enjoyed the show Spike was putting on. “If you would, please. I brought all this from my place today so I wouldn’t have to do another load of laundry here. I still have to vacuum up the popcorn upstairs, get some sleep, and go into work tomorrow, but I should be home by 5:30. Or 6:00. I’ve got no food at the house now that I think about it.”

“What’s your game?” Spike asked suspiciously, squinting at a smug Xander.

“Game? We still haven’t broken open that chocolate lube.”

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