Playing Games

Summary: In this game, Alex is propositioned by his horny frat brother, Billy.

When Xander got home from patrol, he found the apartment empty. He went to the kitchen to grab a beer and found the note propped on the kitchen table. As he drank, he read Spike’s instructions. This was different. Xander grinned. He just loved new games.
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Alex wandered into the bedroom and swung the door halfway closed. Naked and wet from the shower he headed towards the bed, briskly rubbing himself with a towel. When he was satisfied that he wouldn’t drip all over he flopped on the bed and dropped the towel on the floor. He grabbed a magazine from the bedside table and idly flipped through it. With a sigh, he dropped the magazine back on the table. He couldn’t concentrate. He was tired but for some reason he was too restless to sleep. He turned on the tv and began flicking through the channels. Hmm. Porn. That would work. He began to slowly stroke his hardening cock. As the images onscreen got hotter he began to stroke himself faster. As the girl onscreen performed a particularly athletic move he came with a soft cry, covering his stomach with his release.

When his breathing returned to normal, Alex grabbed the towel from the floor and cleaned himself up. Drowsy now, he lay back down and closed his eyes…

…only to be jerked awake when the bedroom door flew open and hit the wall with a bang.

“What the…”

“Hello, Alex.”

Alex looked at the figure leaning nonchalantly in the doorway. “What are you doing here?”

The blond ambled in and sat on the edge of the bed. “Just visiting my favorite new fraternity brother.”

Alex looked at him in disbelief. “It’s after midnight. Kinda late for a visit isn’t it, Billy?”

The blond man merely raised a brow and let his gaze his wander down Alex’s frame. The younger man realized two things practically simultaneously-he was stark naked and his ‘brother’ was eyeing said nakedness appreciatively. He grabbed a pillow and covered himself then blushed at the virginal action. He couldn’t help it. The look on Billy’s face was making him nervous.

“Billy, what’s going on?”

“Come on, Alex. You know exactly what’s going on. Ever since you moved in here you’ve been checking me out, coming on to me.”

“I have not!”

“Of course you have. I’ve caught you looking at me when you thought I wouldn’t notice. Watching me. And that little show you just put on for me. Sweet.”

“Show? What show?” Alex blushed bright red when he realized what Billy was referring to. “That wasn’t a show. That was…it was…it was in the privacy of my own room, damnit.”

Billy just smiled at the outrage in Alex’s voice. He reached out and ran a hand along the other man’s jaw. Alex flinched and pulled away.

“I want you, Alex. Let me have you.”

“No! I don’t want this.”

Billy leaned forward until his mouth was just inches from Alex’s ear. “I don’t care.”

For the first time that night, Alex felt real fear. He moved to roll off the bed only to find himself pinned beneath a lean hard body. He struggled, only stopping when he realized that his struggles were turning the blond on. He could feel the hard length of Billy’s erection pressing against his thigh. He looked up to see Billy watching him.

“Don’t do this.”

“I can make it good for you. I can make you want it. Want me.”

“NO!”

With one swift move, Alex found himself flipped on his stomach, his hands lashed to the headboard with Billy’s belt. He began to struggle in earnest.

“God you’re sexy when you move like that.” Billy laughed when the other man’s struggles abruptly ceased.

Alex tried one last time to stop this. “Please, Billy. You don’t want to do this. Don’t rape me.”

“Rape?” Billy was genuinely puzzled. “It won’t be rape, sweet. I know you want this. Just like I do. You’ve just been afraid to admit it.”

Alex couldn’t believe this was happening. He felt the bed move as Billy settled himself between his thighs. He jerked when he felt hands roaming along his back.

“Relax, sweet. I’ve waited and waited for you to come to me. I’m not waiting anymore. I’m gonna make this so good that you’ll beg for more.”

Alex heard the rustling of clothes and knew that Billy was now as naked as he was. He closed his eyes and waited for the burning, tearing pain.

Which never came. Instead those cool hands returned to his back and slowly began running up and down the length of his body. Soft light touches that ran from his shoulder blades down to the soles of his feet and then back up again. Billy slowly massaged Alex’s body for several long minutes and then he reached up and grabbed a pillow, shoving it under Alex and raising the brunet’s hips slightly. “Beautiful.”

Alex flushed at the frank admiration in the other man’s voice. His emotions were going haywire. He felt like he was on a roller coaster. Fear was slowly giving way to desire. And that disgusted him. How could he like this? This was forced sex. This was forced sex with another guy. He was NOT going to enjoy this. No matter what Billy said or did.

When a slick finger slipped between his butt cheeks and ran lightly across his hole, Alex tensed. He was so not going to like this. Billy seemed to read his mind. “Relax. You‘ll like this. I promise.” Then he carefully slid his finger deep inside Alex’s body. Slowly he began to move his finger in Alex’s tight ass.

“God you’re so tight. It’ll feel so good when I’m inside you.”

Alex managed to bite back a groan at the images those words invoked. He was not enjoying the finger sliding in and out of his ass and he certainly wasn’t wondering what it would feel like to have something else in there. This was bad, this was horrible, and it felt…

Then Billy’s fingertip brushed against his prostate.

“Oh my god.” Alex groaned.

“Like that, sweet?”

“No!” Alex wished he didn’t sound quite so breathless.

Billy laughed and then gently slid in a second finger to join the first. He thrust in and out several times, deliberately avoiding Alex’s prostate.

Alex waited for the mind numbing sensation and when it didn’t happen again he took it as a fluke. Then he berated himself for liking the feel of Billy’s fingers in his ass. That hadn’t felt good. It hadn’t. He was straight damnit. And then Billy’s fingers found that spot again and Alex vowed to quit thinking and just feel.

“Oh fuck.” With a ragged moan, Alex began to thrust his hips, trying to take Billy’s fingers deeper.

Billy drank in the sight before him, his cock hardening even more at the erotic picture the brunet made. Body glistening with sweat, muscles sliding under bronze skin as he thrust into Billy’s hand. Billy groaned and slid a third finger into Alex. He began to work and stretch the tight hole. He needed to be inside that body so bad. When he felt that Alex was prepared enough to take him without pain, Billy reached up and undid the belt binding Alex’s hands. He flipped the other man onto his back and then settled himself between the younger man’s thighs. “Yes?”

Alex tensed. He looked up and saw the raw desire in the blue eyes, saw the need written clearly on the other man’s face. “Please.”

Billy groaned and then pressed forward until every inch of his cock was buried deep in Alex’s ass. He took a deep breath to calm himself and then began to move.

Alex moaned and lifted his hips, wanting to take Billy deeper. He hadn’t known anything could feel this good. “Harder, please Billy.”

Billy tightened his hold on Alex’s hips and began to thrust harder, deep hard strokes that left them both panting. He angled his hips so that his next stroke hit Alex’s prostate.

“God, yes. More please.” Alex was nearly incoherent with need.

“Anything you want, sweet. Feels so good inside you. So damn good.” Billy kept thrusting hard into Alex’s ass, each stroke bringing his cock into contact with that sweet spot inside. He reached down and wrapped his fist around Alex’s weeping erection, stroking it in rhythm with his thrusts.

The dual sensations were too much for Alex and he came with keening cry of delight. Billy thrust a final time and then came, burying himself deep in Alex’s ass. For long minutes the only sound in the room was their harsh breathing.
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“Wow.”

“Yep.”

“Wow.”

“Yep.”

Xander rolled over to straddle his lover. “That was amazing.”

Spike pulled Xander down for a long kiss. “Not too much for you?”

“Nope. Never really had a rape fantasy before but I’ve got one now. Where’d this idea come from?”

“The other night I was walking with Red after patrol. Went past Soldier Boy’s frat house.”

“And that was all it took? You have some imagination, Spike.”

Spike grinned. “Yeah, well I’m 120 years old ya know. I get…

“Bored. Yeah I know. Spike?”

“Yeah, luv?”

“I love it when you get bored.”