RATING: Adult entertainment due to m/m sexual activity
DISCLAIMER: This story is fiction. Conceived in the warped
hive of the BmblBee. She owns none of the
characters or products named and makes no money
from their use.
WARNINGS: Character death. Boys playing with boys.
Vampire/ human contact.
SUMMARY: Xander Harris is dead. Drained by a vampire in
the Longview Cemetery. When his body is discovered
his friends realize that no one has seen or heard from him
in the last five days. Willow comes up with a spell to send
someone back in time to find out how he ended up there
and possibly save his life. Spike is reluctantly recruited.
ADDITIONAL WARNING OF VERY EXPLICIT, NONWORKSAFE
ACTIVITY. ALL THOSE OF WEAK CONSTITUTION SHOULD
TURN BACK NOW!
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Thursday evening 6:00pm
Xander Harris has 1 day left to live.
Spike stood by the bed, just looking, slowly jacking his cock, tugging it
upward and pulling the wrinkled skin of the sac up and down, rolling his
balls just enough to keep the tingle in them light.
It took his breath away. Xander was magnificent. How could he not
have seen it before? He was everything Spike had ever wanted plus the
one thing he had given up all hope of ever finding.
He was someone that wanted Spike in return.
Xander's brow crinkled slightly as distrust tried to grow.
"You still wanta do this? You didn't change your mind did you?"
Spike leaped on the bed with vampire speed and pounced on the human.
His game face dropped and he snarled, snapping his fangs inches from
the shocked, wide eyed boy.
"Oh, holy fuck! Shit, yes, Spike. Yes!"
Xander's head fell back on the pillow and his cock bubbled it's approval.
Spike chuckle darkly as he dragged his claw like fingernails down his
boys chest, not breaking the skin but leaving long red welts in the wake.
"Don't question your Master, Boy."
"No, nnnoo, Sir, Mmaster."
"Lube, boy! Give me the lube and get on your hands and knees!"
Xander hesitated for only a second or two. He wanted it on his back.
He wanted to see the vampire's face, the fangs the yellow eyes, he wanted
to see who was claiming his body and his life.
Digging through the night stand, he immediately handed it over and
then reluctantly did as he was told.
"Can't we do it face to face? I wanted.........."
Anything else he planned on saying was cut off with the feeling of the razor
sharp teeth as they latched on to his firm round butt cheek. Although they
didn't break the skin, the implication along with the low snarl was clear.
He had ask for this.
From now on no decision was his to make.
Spike lost himself in the musky smell and heated feel of the human's body.
He spread the cheeks of Xander's ass open, revealing his untouched hole.
A low yowling sound vibrated from the back of Spike's throat.
Involuntarily, Xander clenched, flinching from the scrutiny and unknown
terror. Fear and anticipation curled in his stomach.
Spike's long, slightly pointed vampire tongue darted out, tasting the tense
wrinkled hole. His demon screamed inside him and, for a moment, Spike
very nearly lost all control, allowing the demon out to fuck and rip the
human to shreds.
Closing his eyes, Spike rested his forehead on the small of Xander's back
to regain his composure, shackling the demon in thin, loose restraints.
Xander raised up on his hands and looked back to see what was happening.
Before he could ask, Spike leaned back and tipped the bottle of lube to
dribble down over Xander's virginal hole. He gasp at the amazing, slightly
odd feeling and rested back on his elbows to wait. It was cold, but warmed
quickly as Spike blew on it.
Spike stared at the hole that fear appeared to have super glued shut and
he chuckled. He rubbed his finger across the wrinkled skin around the tiny
opening. Raking the claw of his forefinger over it, it flexed and winked.
Quickly Spike shoved his tongue in deeply, breaching the opening, and
wiggled it around.
Xander stiffened and moaned. He had never felt anything so dirty, so
shameful, so fucking wonderful.
Humping back and forth, Xander fucked himself on the powerful demon's
"Oh, God, Spike. That feels so good. Damn."
He moaned at the loss when his vampire pulled out.
"Mmmm. You taste so good. When I own you I'm going to tie you to the
bed and eat your arse out all day long."
Xander head dropped down, the air burned in his lungs.
Licking his fingers and coating them in oil, Spike inserted first one then quickly
two. He wanted Xander to get a small sample of what the pain and burn
would feel like. There was no way it wouldn't.
Xander's back arched and he groaned at the painful intrusion. It was delicious.
It was a pain that shot down his spine, pooled in his stomach and made his
cock want to explode. Quickly he grabbed himself and started stroking.
Immediately he was spun around and shoved down on his back with a snarling
demon sitting on his chest, pinning his arms at his sides.
"You don't touch yourself! Your cock belongs to me and you don't cum till
I give you permission! I am master here!"
Xander's eyes bugged comically and he temporarily forgot to breath.
Spike sniffed but detected no fear, only arousal. It was at that point that
Spike, ever the consummate performer decided to give Xander the full
Throwing his head back, Spike let out a screeching cat yowl, then dropped
down with his hands at the sides of Xander's head.
"Do you give yourself to me, Boy? Is this a claim willingly given?"
Xander nodded frantically.
"Say the words, Boy!!!"
"I...I...I.. give myself to you, completely. Body and soul. For as long as I
live you will be my Master."
Spike moved back, grabbing Xander's left leg and dropped it over his
shoulder. He then continued his exploration and finger fuck as he watched
Xander's face. He saw each slight flinch of pain and each flutter of his
eyes as Spike rubbed the sensitive inner walls of his boy's body.
Spiked canted his hips forward causing his rock hard cock to jut out
towards Xander's face.
"Put the lube on me! I'm ready to claim this arse. Then I'll claim your
life. This is your last chance, boy. It will soon be too late."
Truth was, Spike was so aroused he didn't think he could last much longer.
Just watching Xander being broken in and knowing no one else had ever
been inside his body before was causing Spike's balls to tighten
and his cock to leak.
Quickly he removed his fingers, licking and tasting them as he did.
He lined the head of his cock up to the only marginally relaxed hole and
with one push, squeezed the purple, bulbous head through the tight ring of muscle.
Xander went rigid. He knew it would hurt but the sharp slice of pain that
shot through his body was so intense that it ripped the air from his lungs.
Without thinking his hands flew up as he struggled to push the vampire off.
"OW! OW! Wait, Spike, wait."
Immediately Spike ceased all movement. His demon face melted away,
replaced by the soft, handsome look of human youth. Leaning down,
he kissed his boy's neck, ear, eyes and lips.
"Shhh. Just wait. Relax your body for me Xander. Give it a minute
then bare down. Once it's in it will feel better. I know it hurts but
trust me, it can be so wonderful."
Xander sucked the oxygen back into his lungs and looked into the deep
blue eyes. It was odd, but he did trust Spike. He had made the decision,
the commitment to trust him with his life, and even now, he didn't regret it.
Closing his eyes, Xander did as he was told and after a short pause,
Spike felt the boy strain as he was told and the vampire's cock slid
Spike's eyes rolled back. The hot, vice grip around his cock was
the most wonderful fucking thing he had ever felt.
He wanted to pound, he wanted to scream, he wanted to cum.
He wanted to stay like this forever.
He could smell the blood of one or two small anal tears and his
demon crowed with delight.
"Fuck, Xan, you feel so good. Like your body was just made for me.
I need to move, Baby. You ready for me to move?"
The words, whispered so sweetly, so full of honesty and affection,
caused Xander to relax. When he did, the odd uncomfortable
feeling seemed better, more natural, almost good.
Experimentally, he squirmed, causing Spike's cock to rub inside him.
"Yeah, that's better. Go ahead. Just go easy, o.k?"
All Spike could hear was "go ahead" and he did. Pulling back, he
pushed in and struck the sensitive nub of Xander's prostate, sending
a bolt of surprised pleasure through him and renewing his erection.
"Fuck! Spike! Oh my God, that's good. Shit that feels so good."
Xander rocked into the pain and bliss. His steel hard cock tingled
with the sparks that warned him his balls were full and wouldn't wait
Spike's hips humped with an irregular hunger.
"Fuck, yes, MY boy. MY boy."
"Please Spike, I need to cum. Please."
Shook from his haze by his human's pleas, Spike slowed. He stared
into Xander's face and let his fangs again drop.
Lowering his head, he sniffed the side of the boy's neck, scenting
the boiling blood that pounded so near the surface.
In a flash, he bit.
Xander's throat, as untouched as his hole now eagerly accepted Spike
entry. The second the murderous demon's fangs pierces his skin,
Xander's cock erupted, shooting heavy wad after wad of sticky,
warm cum onto his chest and stomach.
The orgasm caused bursts of white light to sparkle behind his closed lids.
Spike sucked greedily. It was the most amazing blood he had ever tasted.
Claimed blood, soaked rich with love, trust, and promise. Almost without
realizing it, Spike's cock jerked inside it's tight cavity and flooded the boy's
bowels with cool, healing, cum.
It took all his will power to stop. Before he could talk himself out of it, Spike
withdrew his teeth and scraped one down the inside of his wrist.
With no hesitation, Xander licked and swallowed the small offering
as Spike laved closed the wounds on his boys neck.
A bolt of white lightning split between them, locking the bond in place.
Only one man felt a twinge of sorrow and regret.
Both felt the love and devotion.