Three Sheets to the Wind
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-Buffy the Vampire Slayer › Slash - Male/Male › Oz/Xander
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Adult ++
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7
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Bronzed Gods
DISCLAIMER: I own no characters or places mentioned within, that dubious pleasure lies with Joss Whedon and Mutant Enemy.
THREE SHEETS TO THE WIND
CHAPTER 1: BRONZED GODS
Xander was getting himself merrily drunk, sitting alone at the bar of the Bronze. Tomorrow, he was going to die. Going up against the first and the Turok Han was the craziest thing he could ever remember the scooby gang doing in the seven years they'd been together, and he knew he wouldn't survive. So he didn't care what everyone else thought of him, he'd gone out to get drunk.
Just as he was delving into the depths of his alcohol addled brain a smallish figure that wasn't too unfamiliar sat down beside him, beer in hand. "Hey Xand, you look as though you could use another.".
Xander turned to look at the figure to see Oz staring back at him. Oz, who'd disappeared over three years earlier, was back. Back, just like nothing had happened, and that he'd only left last week. "Oztthhh. What?" He said, slurring his words, trying to clear the confusion in his brain. "What are you doing back?"
"Willow." Oz replied. "I got in contact with her a while back, she told me what was going down. This was as soon as I could get here." He explained, taking another swig of his beer. "Thought here would be as good a place as any to drown my sorrows."
Xander raised an eyebrow at Oz. Drown his sorrows. Looks like he wasn't the only one who was feeling a little depressed t the thought of the upcoming fight. His attention was suddenly swayed by the band striking up on stage. It was a song he knew, liked in fact, and knew he could dance to. So he stood up unsteadily from his stool and made his way to the dancefloor.
He was surprised to see Oz joining him and then dancing quite close to him, almost provocatively close. The band finished and then went into their next number. A slow song. As Xander made to walk off the dancefloor Oz grabbed his hand. "No. Stay. Dance with me."
Confusion crossed Xanders face, not the first time tonight. Oz took advantage of this confusion to pull Xander into him and started to ruffle his hands through Xanders hair. Xander couldn't stop himself, and just decided to go with the flow, he'd be ded tomorrow anyway and the feelings that were stirring in him weren't unpleasant.
As the song finished Oz released his grip on Xander, then moved in with his mouth to kiss him. Gently at first, then more probing, pushing his tongue against Xanders closed lips untill the motions with his tongue were reciprocated.
They both pulled back for air. Xander couldn't believe what he was doing. This was no time to be exploring his sexuality. Oz interrupted his thoughts by asking. "Want some more?". At this Xander could only nod, mute at the thought.
Oz pulled on Xanders hand, leading him gently to the toilets. On getting there he found an empty cubicle, closed and locked it behind them. He turned and grinned sheepishly at Xander who was still dumbstruck at this turn of events.
"Sit down." He ordered Xander, who immediately did so. Oz knelt down slowly before him and started undoing Xanders belt, then pulled his pants down so that his cock was free of all clothing. Oz slowly reached out with his hand and took Xander's cock gently, pulling back slowly until he extracted an illicit moan from Xander.
He knew he had Xander now and that there was no going back. Oz started pulling on Xanders cock harder and faster as he started to massage his balls with his other hand. "Do you like that Xander?" He asks.
"Oh God yes." Xander moaned a reply. "Don't stop Oz."
Oz smiled at this and kept working Xander with his hands, then, when he could tell Xander was near to orgasm, he stopped. Then just and suddenly covered Xanders long hard shaft with his mouth, working his tongue round the shaft as he bobbed his head up and down.
Xanders hands reached round the back of Oz's head, drawing him deeper onto him, becoming more frantic as the orgasm drew closer. "God Oz YES." Xander screamed as he came into Oz's mouth, bucking until the orgasm was completely finished.
As they both stood up they both smiled at each other. It was strange, Xander thought, that he felt no shame in having been given a blowjob by a guy. In fact, he'd have to try it again when he was sober, if they both survived tomorrow.
THREE SHEETS TO THE WIND
CHAPTER 1: BRONZED GODS
Xander was getting himself merrily drunk, sitting alone at the bar of the Bronze. Tomorrow, he was going to die. Going up against the first and the Turok Han was the craziest thing he could ever remember the scooby gang doing in the seven years they'd been together, and he knew he wouldn't survive. So he didn't care what everyone else thought of him, he'd gone out to get drunk.
Just as he was delving into the depths of his alcohol addled brain a smallish figure that wasn't too unfamiliar sat down beside him, beer in hand. "Hey Xand, you look as though you could use another.".
Xander turned to look at the figure to see Oz staring back at him. Oz, who'd disappeared over three years earlier, was back. Back, just like nothing had happened, and that he'd only left last week. "Oztthhh. What?" He said, slurring his words, trying to clear the confusion in his brain. "What are you doing back?"
"Willow." Oz replied. "I got in contact with her a while back, she told me what was going down. This was as soon as I could get here." He explained, taking another swig of his beer. "Thought here would be as good a place as any to drown my sorrows."
Xander raised an eyebrow at Oz. Drown his sorrows. Looks like he wasn't the only one who was feeling a little depressed t the thought of the upcoming fight. His attention was suddenly swayed by the band striking up on stage. It was a song he knew, liked in fact, and knew he could dance to. So he stood up unsteadily from his stool and made his way to the dancefloor.
He was surprised to see Oz joining him and then dancing quite close to him, almost provocatively close. The band finished and then went into their next number. A slow song. As Xander made to walk off the dancefloor Oz grabbed his hand. "No. Stay. Dance with me."
Confusion crossed Xanders face, not the first time tonight. Oz took advantage of this confusion to pull Xander into him and started to ruffle his hands through Xanders hair. Xander couldn't stop himself, and just decided to go with the flow, he'd be ded tomorrow anyway and the feelings that were stirring in him weren't unpleasant.
As the song finished Oz released his grip on Xander, then moved in with his mouth to kiss him. Gently at first, then more probing, pushing his tongue against Xanders closed lips untill the motions with his tongue were reciprocated.
They both pulled back for air. Xander couldn't believe what he was doing. This was no time to be exploring his sexuality. Oz interrupted his thoughts by asking. "Want some more?". At this Xander could only nod, mute at the thought.
Oz pulled on Xanders hand, leading him gently to the toilets. On getting there he found an empty cubicle, closed and locked it behind them. He turned and grinned sheepishly at Xander who was still dumbstruck at this turn of events.
"Sit down." He ordered Xander, who immediately did so. Oz knelt down slowly before him and started undoing Xanders belt, then pulled his pants down so that his cock was free of all clothing. Oz slowly reached out with his hand and took Xander's cock gently, pulling back slowly until he extracted an illicit moan from Xander.
He knew he had Xander now and that there was no going back. Oz started pulling on Xanders cock harder and faster as he started to massage his balls with his other hand. "Do you like that Xander?" He asks.
"Oh God yes." Xander moaned a reply. "Don't stop Oz."
Oz smiled at this and kept working Xander with his hands, then, when he could tell Xander was near to orgasm, he stopped. Then just and suddenly covered Xanders long hard shaft with his mouth, working his tongue round the shaft as he bobbed his head up and down.
Xanders hands reached round the back of Oz's head, drawing him deeper onto him, becoming more frantic as the orgasm drew closer. "God Oz YES." Xander screamed as he came into Oz's mouth, bucking until the orgasm was completely finished.
As they both stood up they both smiled at each other. It was strange, Xander thought, that he felt no shame in having been given a blowjob by a guy. In fact, he'd have to try it again when he was sober, if they both survived tomorrow.