Playing Games

Summary: In this game, Xander is a prostitute Spike hires

Xander stood outside the bar feeling very-exposed-even though he was completely dressed. This particular scenario happened to be his fantasy but he still couldn’t believe Spike actually wanted him to go the bar. He’d thought maybe they could just try this out in the privacy of their own home. He snorted. Yeah right. Spike liked the realism of the games, hence the playing in the college etc. He took another look at the sign. This particular bar was just outside the city limits and was well known as the type of place where men could come to pick up young men who were a sure thing-if the price was right. Xander looked down at his attire-skin tight blue jeans and tight black shirt that outlined everything. He certainly looked the part. He took a deep breath and went inside.
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He was finishing his beer when he sensed a presence on his right.

“Can I buy you another one?”

He looked over and let his gaze wander over the newcomer. White blond hair, amazing cheekbones, lean body dressed all in black. Not bad.

“Why not?”

The blond sat down and ordered a round of drinks. “Got a name?”

“Yeah.”

The blond waited a minute and when the brunet said nothing else he asked “Gonna tell me what it is?”

“Maybe.”

“Cheeky little brat aren’t you.”

“Yeah.”

The blond laughed. “I like that. Turns me on.”

“Good. But it’s gonna cost you.”

“How much?” The blond leaned over and casually ran a hand over the hard chest and down the tight stomach. The brunet let the hand wander until it was just inches from the bulge in his jeans then he reached out and grabbed the man’s wrist.

“You haven’t paid for the privilege yet.”

The blond arched a brow at him then pulled out his wallet. He tossed $50 on the bar. “Now I want a taste. I don’t buy anything without trying it first, brat.”

“You can have a taste. And my name’s not brat. It’s Riley.”

He watched as the blond choked on the sip of beer he’d taken. “Problem?”

“No. No problem. Riley huh?”

Riley gave a cheek grin. “Yep. You can scream it for me later.”

The blond gave him a dirty look and then said “You promised me a taste of the merchandise.”

Riley reached out and took one of the blond’s hands, running it lightly along the bulge in his jeans. “Like that?”

“Oh yeah. How much?”

“I’m very expensive. Maybe you can’t afford me.”

The blond growled warningly. “Don’t tease, brat. I want you and you want what I have in my wallet. How much?”

“One hundred for a blow job and two hundred if you want to fuck my ass.”

The older man grabbed Riley and pulled him forward so that every inch of their bodies was touching. He reached around and began to run his hands along Riley’s ass. “Oh I definitely want this ass. Let’s go. Now.” He slid $200 into the pocket of Riley’s jeans and then took Riley’s hand and pulled him to the door. Then he looked back with a wicked grin. “By the way my name’s Giles. You can scream it for me when I come in your ass.”

Riley groaned and followed him outside.

The two men went inside a sleazy hotel across the street. It was the kind of place where the rooms got rented by the hour and id was definitely not required. The desk clerk didn’t even look up from his porn magazine as he slid the register over for Giles to sign. He took the cash the blond handed him and passed over a key, never looking up from the page.

Giles took the key and then the way upstairs. When he’d found the room, he unlocked the door and pulled Riley inside. The minute the door was closed he pushed the young man against it and practically attacked the sweet mouth. They kissed feverishly, hands roaming freely. Riley pulled back, panting. He looked towards the bed.

“Ok, there is no way any part of me is touching those sheets.”

“What’s the matter, little whore? Choosy?”

Riley shivered at the name. “Actually, yes I am.”

“Fine by me.” He flipped Riley around and pushed him against the wall. “I can do you right here.”

Riley groaned and pushed his ass back towards Giles. “Yes, right here. Fuck me right here.”

Giles slid his hands around to the front and undid Riley’s jeans then pushed them down to mid-thigh. Riley sent a questioning look over his shoulder. “I like them there. I like the way they frame your pretty ass.”

Riley groaned again and faced the wall. He moaned low in his throat when well slicked fingers began to play around his hole. When one slipped inside, he began to rock his hips back.

“Like that, little whore? Like my fingers inside you?”

“God yes. Want more.”

“Of course you do. And I’ve got plenty more to give you.” He slid a second finger into the tight channel and began to finger fuck Riley with fast strokes. When the man was panting harshly and moaning incoherent little sounds, Giles removed his fingers and swapped them for cock, hard.

“Yes yes yes.” Riley threw back his head in pleasure.

“I knew you’d like that little whore. Like having my cock in your ass. I’m gonna fuck you hard and fast.”

Riley couldn’t form words, could only push his ass back to meet Giles’ thrusts. He groaned as the thrusts inside sped up, quick hard strokes that pounded his body and sent waves of pleasure coursing through him.

“Harder.”

The blond smiled at the breathless command. “Alright, little whore. Any way you want it.” He pulled out and turned Riley around, pulling the man’s jeans completely off. He pulled Riley up so the brunet could wrap his legs around his waist. Bracing Riley against the wall, he placed his cock back at the slick entrance and pushed just the tip in. “But I want you to do something for me first.”

Riley moaned. He wanted that cock back inside him, all of it. Anything. Anything you want.”

Giles smiled. “All you have to do is ask me for it.”

Riley looked at him, surprised. That sounded easy enough. “Fuck me harder. I need you to fuck me harder.” He gasped when another inch was pushed inside him.

“Not bad but not what I had in mind.”

Now Riley was confused. He looked into the cool blue eyes, saw the amusement in them. His eyes widened comically when he realized what the man wanted.

“No. No way. Absolutely not.”

The cock inside him was withdrawn until just the tip was left in. Then Giles pushed his hips slightly and sank back in another inch. He began to rock his hips, not allowing more than an inch of his cock to sink in. Riley was practically sobbing in frustration.

“Please. I want you. More, please.”

“You beg so pretty, little whore. All you have to do is ask. Ask me and I’ll give it to you.”

Riley groaned in defeat. “Please, Giles, fuck me hard. I want you to fuck me hard, Giles.”

Giles smiled and then began to push, inch by inch, slowly filling Riley with his cock. When he was completely sheathed in the tight body, he looked at Riley. “Still want it hard, little whore? Hard and fast?”

“Yes.”

Giles groaned at the breathless plea in that one word. He began to move, his thrusts quick and brutal, slamming Riley into to the wall on every stroke. Riley tightened his legs around Giles’ hips and threw back his head, moaning in ecstasy.

“Don’t stop, Giles. Don’t stop.”

The blond moaned and began to move faster. He closed his eyes briefly then looked up to find chocolate eyes staring at him.

“Say my name. I want to hear it you say it.”

Giles groaned. “You’re evil, little whore.”

Riley grinned and clenched his ass muscles, causing Giles to hiss with pleasure. “Yes I am. Now say it. I want to hear you say it.”

“Riley. There how’s that.”

“Pretty sad actually. Moan it. I want you moaning my name when you come.” He clenched his muscles again and was rewarded with a gasp and a quickening of the blond’s hips. He knew the man was close. He leaned down and bit savagely into the man’s shoulder, drawing blood.

Giles threw back his head with a savage growl. He began to slam into the body beneath him, brutal thrusts that soon milked a thundering orgasm from deep in his balls.

“Fuck. Riley riley riley.” The name became a chant as he filled Riley with his sperm. He was dimly aware of Riley’s keening cry as his own orgasm hit him.

When every last drop of come had been milked from his shaft, Giles pulled gently out and then unwound Riley’s legs from his waist. He caught the young man as his knees buckled. He held him up until Riley’s breathing had returned to normal and the shaking had lessened. He quickly fastened his pants and then he turned and left the room.
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Xander came outside the hotel to find Spike lighting a cigarette. He walked up behind him and wrapped his arms around his lover, resting his head on Spike’s shoulder.

“Holy shit.”

Spike chuckled at the dazed quality of Xander’s voice. “You said it, luv. That was pretty friggin hot.”

Xander gently kissed the spot he had bitten earlier. “Ok?”

“More than. I can’t remember the last time I came that hard.” He tossed his cigarette aside and turned to face Xander. “Riley?”

Xander gave him a cheeky grin. “I wanted to try something different. We always use different variations of our own names.”

“But Riley? You could have permanently damaged me, pet. Making me scream that name while I came.”

Xander snorted. “Yeah like you have room to talk, Giles. I’m going to need therapy after this.”

Spike laughed. “You liked it, brat. Admit it.”

“I refuse to on the grounds that the answer might tend to incriminate me.”

Spike laughed again. “Come on, luv. Let’s go home. It’s going to take several hours of long, slow, sweet sex and many repetitions of your name to erase the horrible image of Riley naked.”

“Well I guess it’s the least I can do, seeing as how I’m the one that tortured you with that image.”

“I thought you’d see things my way.” Reaching out, Spike took Xander’s hand and together they headed for the car.