bmblbee (bmblbee) wrote in bloodclaim,

Head Of The Class

Head Of The Class
Author: BmblBee
Paring: S/X HAU
Rating: Adult
Warning: Contains very adult content. Strong language
and sexual activity of the m/m nature.
Disclaimer: I tried to buy them but they apparently
aren't for sale so I own none of the products or characters
named in this story and make no money from it.

Summary: Kindergarten teacher Xander meets porn star Spike.

Additional notes: Along with the wonderful banner, a big thanks
to the brilliant Petxnd who encouraged me and offered plot

Xander was flustered and wanted to be pissed off.
"How are you gonna do me like that? Pretend like you don't know me.
I could have been arrested. I could have been slapped in cuffs and
dragged away"

Will answered in a voice that was low and seductive, silky as satin
sheets and just as cool.
"Would you like that, Pet?"


Will took a few steps closer till he had Xander pressed flat against
the closed door and stuttering.
"Cuffed, tied, bound. Dragged forcibly away."

Xander gasp, his eyes bugged open wide as Will came even closer
and continued.

"I think it's time we came to a full understanding. Don't you, Xander?"
Spike reached between them, palming the teacher's rapidly growing
erection, then expertly popping open the button at the top of his pants,
all the time lightly kissing the side of the Xander's flustered neck.

"Understanding? Um, what are you doing?"

"Why, I'm seducing you, Pet. I would have thought a smart man like you
would know that. Now, before we go any further, let's get that pesky
little understanding out of the way."

Will took one last sharp nip on Xander's earlobe which caused an unmanly
squeak, then leaned back to look him in the eye. Xander whimpered at the
lost contact, swaying on now shaky legs.

"Are you gay, Xander? Say it. We don't want any misunderstandings."

In a move that surprised both men, Xander grabbed Will by the arms,
spun him around and slammed his back roughly against the closed
door. He then looked him in the eye.
"Yeah, I'm gay, and if you aren't now, by the time I get done with you,
you will be too."

He then dove in for a searing kiss that left them both weak, rigid, dripping
and breathless. When he finally came up for air, Will wanted to scream,
"Hell, YES, I'm gay", but he didn't. He had other ideas.
This whole thing was so near to the plot of one of his older movies, it
gave him an idea.

"No. I'm not gay and there is nothing you can do to me that will change that."
His voice was arrogant and defiant.

Xander pulled back, the expression on his face took less than a millisecond
to shift through a myriad of emotions, starting with confusion, fear, and
disappointment and ending with comprehension and glee as he stepped
up to the plate and accepted the challenge of the game.

Babe Ruth tightened his grip, widened his stance and prepared to swing.

Grabbing Will's wrists, he shoved them together in the small of the shorter
man's back, giving him a stern look that gave the instruction that those
hands had better not move. It was a position that caused Will's hips
to jut forward, displaying the obvious bulge in the front of his pants.

"Well, now, my straight as an arrow friend, let's just see what I can
do to alter that little personality flaw."
"No." Will protested weakly, turning his head to the side.

Xander snickered. He loved playing games and this beat musical chairs
all to hell.
With a torturous slowness, Xander's fingers unbuttoned Will's blue
shirt. When it was finally open, he pushed it off the smooth pale
shoulders and leaned in.

Starting at Will's collar bone, he licked, sucked and nibbled
his way down the sleek hairless chest, that was just beginning to
shine with slick perspiration till he arrived at the pebble hard nipples.

Will shuddered. Each time Xander's hot, wet tongue touched his skin,
every nerve ending sparked, raising goosebumps all over his body, and
shooting bolts of fire to his anxious, impatient cock.
A hard dick has no interest in foreplay.

Wrapping is lips around first one nipple then the other, Xander sucked
almost painfully as his large hands continuously petted Will's chest,
stomach and around to his back. He had never been with a man that was
in such amazing physical condition and he wanted to feel every dip
and swell.

"Fuck, Xan, yeah, just there. No, no. I'm still straight. Please, don't
open my pants and suck my cock. Please don't. Please, Xan please."

Will's whining and begging became so piteous, that, combined with
Xander's own need, it forced him to move things along quicker than he
would have liked.

"Begging won't help you. I'm going to stuff all that hard cock in my
mouth and suck you till you explode down my throat. I'm going to gulp
every last drop of hot, straight cum right out of your balls."

Will opened his eyes and looked down.
"You swallow?"
A little voice in the back of Will's head screamed, 'condom' but he
ignored it. He didn't want anything to come between his cock
and the sweet, full lips that were now just inches away from his inches.

Xander had dropped to his knees, wriggled the hot, hard meat from
Will's ridiculously tight jeans and let it smack him in the face as it fell

"Yeah, I swallow. I suck balls, I lick around foreskin and, if the
mood is right, I might just rim a certain pink little hole."

Will sputtered, searching for a way to show his appreciation.
He had forgotten what a boon good dialog could add to a script.
No longer able to maintain his submissive posture, Will quickly
jerked his pants off, spread his legs and, with his hands on the
top of Xander's head, pushed his companions face into his crotch.

"Show me. Show me, Xander. All those things you do. I think if
you do all that I might be swayed to the gay side."

With no pause or hesitation, Xander began a demonstration of
his seldom used abilities as well as his talent for multitasking.
Holding the base of Will's cock in one hand, Xander used his other
to unzip and stroke himself.

Will threw his head back and floated on the physical pleasure that
burned in his body. He didn't have to think about the set or the camera
or the other actors.
He didn't have to think.

His fingers dug into Xander's scalp while a steady stream of appreciative
profanity spilled from his mouth as easily as his cock swam around
Xander's tongue.

His cock had found a home in the kindergarten teachers mouth.

Xander settled into a rhythm. At first he had held the huge delicious
piece of meat still in his mouth while his tongue explored. It ran up and
down the protruding veins, flipped against the little bundle of nerves
and dipping in and out of the slit.

Then sliding his lips down to the root, Xander swallowed a mouthful of
cock tasting saliva and precum. He moaned. It had been so long,
he had nearly forgotten how wonderful this was.

Quickly his hand and mouth set up a matching motion. As his lips
tightened, so did his grip. As his urgency grew, so did his speed.

At the same time, his partner was also drawing close.
Within minutes, Will's hands clamped around the side's of Xander's
head and he took charge, fucking Xander's face, Will's head
thrown back.


Xander let his throat relax, just the way Jessie had taught him and
he focused on his own impending orgasm. When the hot, thick
bitter taste splattered inside his cheeks, Xander felt his own
balls tighten and release.

Every muscle in his body reacted and jerked as the pleasure
rolled down his spine, up the insides of his thighs and sizzled
out the head of his cock. Automatically, he swallowed what
was filling his mouth.

Both men peaked, hit the ceiling and now floated gently back
to earth with a sigh and a grin.

Xander let the delfating meat flop out and he looked up.
"Feeling gay?"

Will chuckled weakly as he stood on shaky legs.
"Getting there."
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