Playing Games

In this game, Xander and Spike find an interested third party

Xander entered the club and grinned. He seemed to spend a lot of time in bars these days. This one was a little different. Anything went and if you couldn’t find your fantasy here then it didn’t exist. He felt a hand on his butt and looked back to see Spike, evil grin on his face.

“My kinda place.” He said.

“Let’s get a drink.”

Spike got them a couple of beers and then found a spot at the end of the bar. He could see the dance floor very well from here.

“Ready, pet?”

Xander gave him a seductive smile and Spike felt his jeans get tighter.

“Right then. Go do your thing.”
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Xander stood a little ways from the dance floor and watched. He wore painted on jeans and a tight white T-shirt that emphasized his tan. He was getting appreciative looks from males and females alike and he preened under the attention.

“Dance with me.”

It wasn’t a request and Xander felt a flicker of interest at the commanding tone. He turned to see who’d spoken to him. Mmm. Nice. The stranger wore a black silk shirt with just the two buttons directly above his navel fastened. There was a sexy expanse of pale sculpted muscle displayed between the open panels of silk. Black leather pants cupped his sex and left nothing to the imagination. Xander let his gaze roam back up to meet warm brown eyes.

A slower song started and Xander smiled. He reached out and tucked a finger into the waistband of the man’s pants. He began to walk backwards towards the dance floor, pulling the other man with him.

Angel smiled and allowed himself to be led. His night was finally looking up. When they got to the dance floor, he curled a hand around the boy’s hip and pulled him close. There wasn’t much of a height distance and the close contact allowed hard cocks to rub together. The boy groaned and pressed his hips a little harder. Angel bent his head and licked the shell of an ear. His tongue darted inside and the boy shivered.

“What’s your name?”

Cool breath whispered in his ear made Xander shiver again.

“Xander.”

“I’m Angel.”

“Hmm. Enough small talk. Kiss me.”

Angel smiled and complied. Kissing this boy was no hardship. He bent and lightly licked at the full bottom lip. Xander groaned and parted his lips, allowing Angel to slip his tongue inside. Angel didn’t leave an inch of his mouth unexplored and when they broke the kiss both men were panting lightly. They began to move together, not so much dancing as fucking with their clothes on. Xander slid his arms around a trim waist, felt Angel’s hands slide down to cup his buttocks and pull him closer. Angel began rocking his hips into Xander’s, wordlessly telling him what he wanted. Xander groaned and pulled the dark head down to his. Lips met again in a bruising kiss.

This time it was Xander who sought entrance and Angel gave it to him with a groan. Tongues met and mingled until Xander pulled back breathlessly. Angel slid a hand between their bodies and stroked the hard bulge in Xander’s jeans. Xander sighed and pressed into the stroking hand. As Angel bent his head to kiss Xander again a flash of something caught his eye. He looked up.

“We’re being watched.”

Angel studied the man watching them. He was dressed in black jeans and a ribbed T that looked as if he’d been poured into them. The long black duster suited him, as did the white blond hair that gleamed in the lights. He was stunning.

“Kinda normal in a place like this.” Xander said but he turned to see what had caught Angel’s attention. He smiled and turned back to Angel. “That’s my boyfriend, Spike.”

Angel leaned down and bit Xander’s shoulder reprovingly. “You didn’t tell me you had a boyfriend.”

“Don’t worry. He won’t go all caveman or anything. He likes to watch.”

“Does he now?”

Angel nuzzled Xander’s neck and then began to run his hands over firm buttocks. Then he turned Xander so that they were both facing Spike. He mouthed hot kisses along a tanned throat as his hands came around to slide suggestively over a very hard cock. He squeezed lightly and Xander moaned. Angel raised his eyes and locked them with Spike’s. He licked a trail from throat to ear and nibbled gently on an earlobe. He kept lightly squeezing Xander’s erection, never taking his eyes off Spike. He took one hand away from Xander long enough to crook a finger at Spike. The blond arched a brow but after a moment’s pause came towards them.

“Gorgeous.”

Angel didn’t realize he’d spoken aloud until Xander sighed.

“Yes he is.”

Spike stopped inches away from Xander and studied his pet’s latest conquest. Nice.

“Spike, this is Angel.”

“Xander told me that you like to watch.”

“I do, mate. Got a problem with that?”

“Yes, I do. If you want to watch, buy a porno. If you want to play, then come here.”

Spike smirked and covered the remaining inches between himself and Xander. He pressed himself tightly to his lover. He took a moment to kiss Xander breathless and then looked at Angel.

“This what you had in mind?”

“For a start.”

Angel brought his hands up to Spike’s waist, effectively trapping Xander between them. The three began to move together. Xander was in heaven. He could feel the hard length of Angel’s cock pressed into his ass while his own cock was being rubbed against Spike’s body. He moaned when the two men began to rub against him in rhythm.

“Enough foreplay. Want to fuck. Now.”

Angel laughed at Xander’s impatience but had to agree with him. Spike looked around and found a semi-secluded corner. It took some doing to get there, as none of the men wanted to take their hands of the others. Finally they made it. Spike kissed Xander passionately as Angel began undoing the boy’s jeans. He slid his hand inside and began to stroke the heated flesh. The back of his hand rubbed along Spike’s cock with each stroke. Angel bucked his hips against Xander’s ass.

“Now, please Angel. Want you inside me.”

Angel slid Xander’s jeans down to mid thigh and then ran a finger slowly along the crease of Xander’s ass. He groaned when he felt slick flesh.

“Planning on getting lucky, were you?”

Xander bucked his hips. “Yep. Now quit teasing and fuck me.”

“Demanding aren’t you.”

Angel stepped closer and pressed his cock to Xander’s opening. With one hard push he buried himself deep in the tight channel. Xander hissed and arched his back.

“Christ, Angel. That feels so good.”

Angel smiled and moved his hips slightly. Xander groaned and wriggled, silently asking for more.

“Not yet, baby.”

Angel looked at Spike.

“Get rid of your jeans. You can leave everything else on but I want the jeans off.”

Spike pulled off his shoes and then undid his jeans. He slid them off and Angel gazed at his body hungrily.

“Good. Do you have some slick or were you as prepared as baby boy here?”

“Was planning on watching, remember?”

“Told you. I’m not into that. You either play or you leave.”

Spike reached into the pocket of his duster and found a tube of lube. He handed it to Angel.

“Back against the wall.”

Spike moved back until he was braced against the wall. Angel moved himself and Xander forward, smiling at the groan Xander gave when the hard cock inside him shifted a little. Angel opened the lube. He took one of Xander’s hands and squeezed out a generous amount.

“Get him ready, baby, but hurry. I want to fuck you.”

Xander gulped and then brought one of Spike’s legs up to curl around Xander’s hip. He began to stretch and prepare his lover. He was doing his best to pay attention to the erotic words Angel was whispering in his ear but it was kinda hard to think with that thick cock buried in his ass. Angel brought a hand up and felt between Spike’s legs. He slid one finger in to join the ones Xander already had there and Spike gasped.

“That’s perfect, baby. Now slide your cock inside him.”

Xander took Spike’s other leg and pulled him up so that his lover was wrapped around his waist. Spike leaned back against the wall and moaned softly when he felt Xander’s cock slide inside him. Angel watched Spike’s eyes close at the blissful sensation of being filled. Then he pulled slowly out of Xander only to slam back in hard. Xander grunted and tensed his thighs. He began to fuck Spike at a hard rapid pace, letting Angel dictate their movements. Spike panted harshly. He was being pounded into the wall and loving every second of it. He clenched his inner muscles around the thick cock inside him and was rewarded with a shudder from Xander. Spike managed to slide his arms around Xander and Angel, settling his hands on Angel’s ass. He felt the slide and flex of the man’s muscles as he fucked in and out of Spike’s lover. Harsh breathing and the slapping of flesh were the only sounds out of the corner for long minutes. Finally Spike gasped.

“Fucking hell, pet. Too good. I’m gonna come.”

Xander slid a hand from Spike’s hip to his cock. He gave the leaking cock a few strokes before closing his hand tightly around the base.

“Damn it, Xander, let go. I want to come.”

“I’m sorry, lover, but you can’t.” Xander said, not sounding particularly sorry at all.

“And why the hell not?”

“Because I don’t want you coming all over my new shirt. I’ll let you come...”

Spike sighed in relief only to groan when Xander continued.

“...After Angel and I do.”

“Evil little bastard.”

Xander grinned and continued slamming into Spike. He felt the echoing slam of Angel’s cock into his ass and moaned. He closed his eyes and concentrated on the sensations; hard cock sliding in and out of ass, tight hot ass clenching around his dick. He jerked his hips hard and came with a shout, chants of angelspikeangelspike falling from his lips. The force of his orgasm caused his inner muscles to tighten almost painfully around Angel. He groaned and began to pound into Xander harder until he too found release, biting Xander’s shoulder hard as he came.

“Well isn’t that nice? You all have had your fun, now what about me?”

Angel lifted his head from Xander’s shoulder to find Spike looking at them menacingly. He smiled and slid carefully out of Xander. Xander did the same with Spike and moved back to look at his lover. Spike leaned against the wall, cock hard and aching. Xander looked to Angel and then both men knelt before Spike.

Spike shuddered when two tongues began licking is overly sensitive cock. He closed his eyes and moaned. He did his best to hang on as long he could and enjoy two mouths sucking him off. But when one mouth swallowed him whole and the other moved farther back to lick at his stretched hole he came violently, wave after wave of pleasure coursing through his body.

When he could feel his legs again, Spike found his jeans and dressed. He looked at Xander.

“So, pet, what would you like to do now?”

Xander grinned but before he could say anything Angel spoke.

“I don’t live far from here. Come back to my place with me?”

Half an hour later they were standing outside Angel’s place.

“You live in a hotel?” Xander asked, amazed.

“Actually I own the hotel.”

“How many rooms are there?” Spike wanted to know.

“I’m not sure. Why?”

Spike grinned and moved to stand in front of Angel. He rubbed seductively against him. “Wanna see if we can shag in all of them?”

They gave it the old college try.
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Xander lay in Angel’s big bed, pleasantly tired. Angel was curled behind him and Spike lay on his other side. The blond had rolled over in his sleep and was barely lying on the mattress. Xander grinned at the familiar scene. He felt a hard cock nudging his backside and he wriggled against it suggestively. He laughed.

“You know, it’s really not nice to laugh at a guy when his dick is near your ass. You could damage someone’s ego.”

“Nasty language, lover. You’ve been hanging around Spike too long. And I wasn’t laughing at your dick. You have a very nice dick.”

The very nice dick poked him more insistently and Xander laughed again.

“I was just laughing at something Spike said when we started this with you. I asked him why you wanted to play with us and he said you were even hornier than he is.”

Xander lifted one thigh and laid it atop Angel’s. Angel slid into the tight channel that was still nicely slick from all their earlier activities. Xander sighed.

“Hmm. I think he was right.”

Angel smiled and kissed Xander’s shoulder. “He gets to have you every day. I don’t. Have to stock up on my loving when I can.”

The tone was light but Xander heard the underlying sadness there. He turned his head to capture Angel’s mouth in an awkward kiss. They moved together slowly and gently, both realizing but not acknowledging that this was the first time they’d ever done this without the security of a game. They heard a low groan and broke the kiss to find Spike watching them.

“Got room for me?”

Xander smiled. “Always.”

Spike moved to lie in front of Xander but Angel stopped him.

“Can I have you in me?”

Spike swallowed hard and nodded. He found the lube and moved to lie behind his Sire. He carefully prepared him and then slid inside in one smooth stroke. Angel groaned and pressed back into the hardness filling him. Soon he was moving, filling himself with Spike with each thrust back and filling Xander with each move forward. He closed his eyes and did his best to memorize the feelings of taking and being taken. The three men moved together gently, none wanting anything more than slow and lazy lovemaking. It seemed hours later before they came together with soft panting cries and whispered ‘I love you’s’.

Angel was startled from a light doze when Xander jumped off the bed and hurried to his suitcase. He felt Spike’s arms tighten around him and sighed.

“A man could get a complex, you know. First he laughs when I’m about to enter him and then, after sex that should have melted his bones, instead of sleeping he’s full of energy.” He sighed. “I must be doing something wrong.”

Spike chuckled and kissed Angel’s shoulder. “Nope, love. That’s just Xander. You’ll get used to it.”

Xander crawled back onto the bed and sat at the foot. He looked at the two vampires, still entwined. They looked good together. He wanted to see that more often.

“Ok. I’ve done something...well actually I want to do something but only if you guy’s want to too. Don’t look at me like that, Spike. Not sex. At least not right now. Ok. First I have to say something. Angel, I love you. I know I’ve only ever said that to you when we’ve played but I really love you. The way I love Spike. I didn’t plan on it but it happened and I’m glad. I know how Spike feels about you and I think that you love us the same way we love you. And I hate it, really hate it, when you have to leave us or when we have to leave you. Ok. Guess I should stop babbling now and just show you.”

He handed Spike the paper he had retrieved from his suitcase. Spike sat up and leaned against the headboard. Angel joined him and they read the letter together. Spike looked at Xander.

“You got a new job? Here in L.A.?”

“Yep. I asked my foreman about a transfer and he recommended me. I’ve got an interview tomorrow but the job is mine if I want it.”

“You us to move?”

Spike was grinning from ear to ear. Who said he sucked at planning? This was exactly what he’d been working for since the first time they’d come to L.A.

Xander looked a little nervous. Angel hadn’t said anything. “I want us to move. If Angel wants us.”

Suddenly two hundred plus pounds of ecstatic vampire pounced him on. Angel kissed him and pulled back, grinning happily.

“When can you move?”

Xander laughed. “Anytime. I take it you’re ok with this?”

Angel gave a ‘duh’ look that was worthy of Cordelia. He reached back and pulled Spike into the fray. He kissed both his lovers senseless and then leaned back.

“I love you. Both of you. And I want you here.”

“I love you, too.” Spike said and heard Xander echo him.

Hands and mouths met feverishly until once again all three were joined in the middle of the big bed.

A long time later, Xander lay completely sated between the two vampires. He was tired and sore in all the right places. He snuggled closer to Angel and smiled when the vampire’s arms tightened around him. He spooned Spike to him and kissed the blond head. As he drifted off to sleep, he had the thought that everyone should be lucky enough to have vampire lovers. Except for these two. They were his. Everyone else could damn well get their own.


The End