Right time, right place

Title: Right time, right place
Author: Angel Jade
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Slash, kinky sex, slight BDSM
Spoilers: Season 4 BtVS
Pairings: Riley/Graham/Xander
Summary: Xander stumbles upon Riley and Graham's late night naughtiness and gets an invite he can't refuse.
Setting: Season 4 BtVS
Feedback: angel-jade@buffyrocks.co.uk
Distribution: If you've had my permission before, you have it now. Anyone else, ask first please.
Disclaimer: I do not claim to own the characters in the fic, nor do I make money from borrowing them.
Dedication: CJ!!!!!!!!!!! Happy Birthday. Hope you're not too tired of Graham fic yet.
Author's notes: IMPORTANT: Anya never returned from wherever she went in S3. And Buffy and Riley are just good friends.


"I need more male friends." Xander complained as he sat between Buffy and Willow, watching the latest chick flick.

They both took their eyes away from Ben Affleck long enough to smile at him.

"But you're having fun! Great movies, better skin treatment..." She broke off, giggling at the brown goo smeared over Xander's face. "And of course, great company."

"Yeah. Come on, it's not like we hang much these days." Willow added. "Be happy."

"Yeah, because you have your new 'friends' to hang with. Who do I have?" Xander asked.

"Us."

"And when you're not around?" Xander asked pointedly.

"Uh, well." Buffy tried to think. "Don't you have friends at work?"

Xander snorted. "I'm a bigger joke at work than I was in high school."

"I'll ask Riley to find you a friend." Buffy told him, returning her attention to the movie.

"Oh yeah, that'll sound good. 'Hey, Xander has no friends. Will you find him one?'" Xander mimicked.

Buffy and Willow exchanged smiles.

"You want to hang out with guys more? Hang around with Riley. He does that occasionally." Buffy said.

"With his initiative types. I'm not one of them." Xander murmured.

Buffy rolled her eyes. "If all they talk about is killing demons with guns, they have a very tragic friendship."

"As appose to our talking about killing demons with pointy objects?" Xander asked.

"Xander, I'm trying to help you here." Buffy said.

"Ooh, mask time is up." Willow grinned.

"I love you both. You know that. But I swear to God, the abuse has to stop. I'm a guy dammit."

Buffy and Willow just giggled as they paused the movie and dragged him upstairs.

*****

Xander stood outside Riley's room, wondering whether he should knock. Out of the blue, Riley had invited him out...with no pushing from Buffy of course. Xander sighed and stepped forward, his hand raised. A sound from inside made him stop dead.

Leaning closer, he heard groaning coming from the other side of the door. His hand lowering, Xander swallowed nervously and listened.

There was definitely something going on in there. The moans were getting louder, though Xander couldn't quite hear a female voice.

Xander looked around to see if anyone was watching him. He stepped away and leaned against the wall opposite the door. If Riley was a little busy, who was he to listen in?

Xander unconsciously bit his lip as a scream came from the room. He pictured Riley with some little blonde, fucking her brains out. Saw Riley's face as he fucked; saw the hard muscles bearing down on the girl's smaller frame...

"Xander!" Riley's voice snapped Xander out of him little daydream. He wondered exactly how long he'd been thinking. Until he saw the other person coming out of Riley's room.

Xander went red immediately.

"Oh, I forgot. I'm such an idiot." Riley said, equally embarrassed. "Uh, Graham and I...we were just...going over some things."

Xander looked the other man over, not sure why he was relieved it wasn't a girl coming out of the room. "Hey."

Graham nodded at Xander, before throwing Riley a look and leaving.

Riley watched him go, before returning his attention to Xander. "Right. I'm all set now anyway, so we can go. You weren't waiting long, were you?" He asked, nervously.

"Me? Uh, no. Just got here." Xander lied, looking away. "So..."

"Right."

"Lets go."

"Good idea."

"Where...uh, exactly are we going?" Xander asked.

Riley smiled. "No idea."

"Sounds good to me." Xander said with a grin.

*****

Lying awake that night, Xander mused over the noises that had come from Riley's bedroom. He tried to think of other possibilities, but no matter how he looked at it, Riley had been up to something with his friend. And the groans...it had to be sex. There was no other explanation.

It was no secret to him that he liked Riley. He hadn't really thought about it much before, but he knew there was something about Buffy's college friend that caught his attention.

And the idea of Riley being gay...the idea of Riley having sex with the good looking friend...

Xander really didn't want to think about the hard on he had, under the sheets. Or what had caused it.

But for the thousandth time since he'd met Riley, it wasn't a female hand he imagined on his cock as he came.

*****

Xander had no intention of forgetting what he'd seen. Not after thinking about it non-stop. Riley was having sex with another guy. That was reason enough for Xander to take a more avid interest in his new friend. He hadn't mentioned it to Buffy or Willow...or even Riley himself. Xander just had to know for sure.

Whether that made him gay or just far too nosey for his own good, didn't matter. He found it was all he could think about and he *needed* to know more.

Which was why he was turning up at Riley's an hour early for their next 'guy's night out.'

*****

No noise. At all. Xander wondered if maybe he was just being paranoid. Or worst yet, daydreaming. It wouldn't have been the first time he'd daydreamt about Riley. Although he'd actually pictured himself there with him. Not that he minded picturing Riley's good-looking friend there too.

But that wasn't the point. The point was there were no interesting noises coming from Riley's room. Disappointed and feeling very stupid, Xander turned to leave.

He passed the next door along and stopped, watching it carefully. This had been the room Graham had disappeared into. Xander took a chance and moved closer.

Sure enough, groaning could be heard from inside. Biting his lip in anticipation, Xander put his hand around the door handle. It would be so easy to accidentally burst in on them. Just seeing them together would be enough to quench his curiosity. And if there was some way he could get involved...even just by watching...

Xander jumped back as the door swung open and a half naked Riley stood there, looking angry.

"Xander?" His face softened immediately. "What are doing? Are you eavesdropping?"

"N...no." Xander stuttered, tryingcompcompose himself from the shock. "I was looking for you."

"Outside Graham's room?" Riley asked.

"You...weren't in your room." Xander said, awkwardly.

"You're an hour early." Riley countered.

"Riley, who is it?" A small voice called from inside.

Xander couldn't help but tilt his head to get a better look inside.

Riley quickly moved to block the way. "What are doing?"

"You're...uh...with...him..." Xander pointed out, stumbling over his words.

A hesitant look passed over Riley's face. "Yes, I'm in my friend's room, talking over something, okay? Not that that's any of your business."

Xander stepped back. "Sorry...I'll...be going now."

Riley watched Xander rush off and slammed his fist against the doorframe.

Graham walked over, poking his head out to watch Xander go. "He knows?"

"Probably." Riley muttered.

Graham looked at Riley worriedly. "You said he was..."

"He is. Trust me. He's been checking me out since I met him." Riley said, stepping back into the room and closing the door behind them.

"So I guess this means he's not interested, right?"

Riley smiled to himself. "Oh no, he's definitely interested."

"So...are you going to talk to him?"

"No." Riley said. "He's too scared to think about it, let alone talk about it. I think drastic measures are in order."

Graham shook his head in amusement. "You're going to do something stupid, aren't you?"

"Don't I always?" Riley winked, dropping his pants and kicking them away. "Now...where were we?"

*****

"Hey Xander, it's me." Riley's voice said awkwardly over the phone.

"Oh...Riley. Listen...I wanted to say I was sorry..."

"Don't worry about it. You ran off before I could explain everything." Riley told him. "I'll explain tonight, if you're not busy. I thought maybe we could hang?"

Xander really didn't want to. He was disgusted in himself for the other night's spying and far too embarrassed to ever see Riley again. But if Riley wanted to explain, he couldn't say no.

Ignoring the gut feeling that he'd regret going, Xander sighed. "Sure. I mean, I'm free, so...see you later."

"Great. Well, I'm studying now, but if you stop by at about eight, I should be done. If I don't answer, just walk in. I have a bad habit of falling asleep on my books. I heard a rumour it helps."

"Sleeping?"

"No, studying." Riley laughed. " an an excuse to sleep I guess. But you'll be by later?"

"Yeah." Xander replied. "Will...uh, your friend be there?" Xander cringed as he realised he'd actually just asked Riley that.

"Graham? No. He's...out of town. Busy with business and stuff." Riley stammered. "Why?"

"No reason." Xander lied. "I'll, uh, see you then."

"Right. Later." Riley hung up the phone and grinned at Graham, who still lay naked on the bed, his hands handcuffed to the headboard.

"He's coming?"

"Eight. We still have a good three hours." Riley smirked, walking back over and climbing onto the bed.

"Three? You never get tired, do you?" Graham joked.

"Do I have to gag you again?" Riley asked, trailing a finger down Graham's stomach.

Graham just smiled.

*****

Bad memories of the hallway. Xander so didn't want to be there. He considered leaving, pretending to be sick...anything to get out of the talk Riley planned on having with him. He wasn't sure what would be worse, Riley telling him he was gay or that he wasn't. Either way, Riley and most likely Graham, thought he was some sort of pervert. A fair analysis as far as Xander was concerned. He wasn't sure what had come over him over the past few days. He was beginning to miss spending all his time with the girls. There was never this kind of hassle with them.

He went to listen at the door for noises, but after rethinking the idea, he decided just to knock. Getting caught with his ear against the door again would not look good.

After five minutes of hesitant knocking, Xander put his hand on the door handle. After all, Riley had said something about just walking in...sleeping on books.

Taking a deep breath, he walked in, freezing as he stepped inside and saw the two figures on the bed.

"Oh God..." Xander spun round, trying to give them both a little privacy. "I'm sorry...you told me to..."

"Xander, it's okay..." Riley began, standing up.

"This isn't my fault. You said eight o'clock." Xander looked quickly at his watch. "And it's five past. You told me to walk in...I wasn't doing what you think I was doing. It was a complete accident."

"Xander!" Riley said, raising his voice.

Xander jumped as he felt a hand on his shoulder.

"Turn around." Riley said softly in his ear.

Swallowing nervously, Xander turned round slowly, trying to avoid looking at the rather naked Graham, tied to the bed.

Riley smiled as he looked down at Xander. "I asked you here for a reason."

"Oh..." Xander tried to look at his feet, but Riley's finger gently tilting his chin up prevented him doing so. "Uh...why?"

"Did you think I wouldn't notice? You've been watching me." Riley said, softly.

"Oh...that...thing, before. It was an accident. I wasn't trying to spy on you..." Xander rushed to explain.

"Did you like what you heard?" Riley asked him, his face unfaltering.

Xander couldn't believe he'd just been asked that question. He wanted nothing more than to turn and run...but something was keeping him there. And it wasn't Riley.

"Have you been thinking about me, Xander? Thinking about us?" Riley asked, moving in closer.

"Uh..."

"Because I know we've been thinking about you." Riley interrupted.

"Me?" Xander squeaked. "I don't understand."

Riley looked over at the bed, giving Xander the opportunity to examine Graham. The solider was spread across the bed, on his back. He watched Xander with an equally amused smile on his face.

"I had to tie him up, he wouldn't keep still." Riley joked in Xander's ear.

Xander flushed red and looked away, realising what Graham was looking at. He felt the familiar feeling of his cock straining against fabric. And both Graham and Riley were just smiling at him.

"I think...I should go." Xander stuttered.

"Stay." Graham said from the bed. "We were hoping you would."

Xander threw a look at Riley, praying that it wasn't joke. Because the only thing better than fantasi abo about this kind of thing would be to actually do it. And standing in the room with the two naked men was only making it harder to argue.

"Listen, Riley..." Xander began.

Riley's hand moved to Xander's arm, rubbing up until it slipped under the short sleeved t-shirt. He smiled as Xander closed his eyes briefly, leaning into the contact. "Do you want this, Xander? Do you want us?"

Xander nodded, helplessly.

"Say it. Tell me what you want." Riley whispered.

"You. I want you." Xander murmured.

"Come with" Ri" Riley said, quietly, taking Xander by the hand and leading him over to the bed. He tugged at Xander's sweater, indicating for him to take it off.

Xander looked nervously at Graham, who had a rather good view from where he lay. He was ready to object until Riley moved away, kneeling beside the bed, his hand reaching for Graham's rather hard cock.

Xander repressed a groan and felt his own cock getting harder. All questions flew out the window and Xander quickly tossed his clothes aside. He stood awkwardly before the two soldiers, very naked and very hard.

Graham moaned at the sight and feeling of having his cock pumped and pulled at his restraints. Riley smiled wickedly and stopped what he was doing. He stood and went back to Xander.

"Uh...how come he's...all...?" Xander asked quietly.

Riley leaned closer. "He likes it like that."

"Oh."

"Do you?"

Xander stared, dumbfounded.

"How about it Xander? Would you rather be top or bottom? Help me with Graham or let Graham help me with you?"

"I...don't know. I've never..." Xander murmured.

"How about you let me and Graham teach you a few things." Riley asked, with a grin.

Xander nodded. He liked the sound of that.

Riley released Graham, with a few words whispered in his ear. Graham smiled and shot a look at Xander, causing shivers to run down his back. He'd never been so turned on and a part of him still couldn't believe this was happening to him.

He watched Graham walk over to him, and let the older man lean over to kiss him. The tingling sensation as he felt Riley move in behind him was all the proof he needed to know he wasn't making a mistake. He began to kiss Graham back, moving his body against the naked men closing in on him.

He opened his eyes as he was directed onto the bed, Graham disappearing from sight while Riley moved from his chest, down past his cock, barely touching it, before brushing his hands down Xander's legs. As he felt the fabric that had been used on Graham, tightening round his wrists and ankles, he felt a surge of excitement rush through him. He'd never have thought something so simple could be so erotic. He had two naked men standing over him as he was spread out before them and the only thing he was worried about was coming before they even got started.

Riley leaned on the headboard and looked down at Xander. "You sure?"

"Oh God yes." Xander replied with a smile.

*****

Xander watched anxiously as Riley whispered in Graham's ear, a hand placed softly against the shorter man's bare chest. He groaned unintentionally. This was the stuff dreams were made of.

Graham threw him a look, a half smile appearing on his usually stoic face. The need to touch Graham increased ten fold, and Xander wasn't sure he could hold out much longer.

"Riley..." Xander stopped as he realised he had no idea what to say. 'Fuck me already?' 'Please hurry' or maybe 'I'm dying here. Touch me!' All just a little too dramatic. He didn't want to sound like a porn star, despite looking like one.

Riley just smirked and broke away from Graham. "First lesson, Xander...you want something...you ask for it. Nicely."

Graham smiled to himself.

Hesitating, Xander tried to think of something that would illustrate his need without making an idiot out of himself. He soon realised, the position he was in, that would be unlikely. Instead, he tried pleading with his eyes. An old but tried method of getting what he wanted.

"Could you...please, touch me?" Xander asked awkwardly

"Like this, Xander?" Graham asked, as his hand began to run up Xander's leg, edging dangerously towards Xander's crotch.

Xander simply nodded, casting a glance at Riley, who smiled and joined in the fun.

Every touch sent shivers up his spine until his whole body shook gently under the hands and tongues of the two soldiers. Xander could barely breathe as his muscles began to tense and relax in a soft sway, the only movement he could make whilst kept tied to the bed. Xander now realised what the point of the restraints were. It was waves of intense pleasure that seemed to multiply with every movement to the point it was near torture. His body automatically tried to move away, needing a breather from constant ecstasy, but the longer it was forced to remain there, the better it felt for Xander. He gave up his pride and began to let the soft moans and satisfied groans escape from his lips, even uttering the occasional word of encouragement.

They covered his body with everything from touches to nibbles, their hands sliding across his skin, caressing his nipples and pinching them lightly. As Riley took hold of Xander's faleanleaning down to kiss his necks and lips, Graham slid further down the bed, his hand encasing Xander's cock.

Xander gasped as he felt the warm mouth covering his aching erection. The need to move his arms and legs was getting stronger. On one hand it made things a little easier on him, but as Graham and Riley worked so hard pleasuring him, he really wanted to return the favour.

"Xander?" Riley called.

His eyes flew open and he looked up at Riley, aware that both men had stopped and were looking at him. Panic rose immediately.

"You okay?"

"Yes." Xander replied, quietly. "I want more...please, I need..."

Riley nodded. "Just tell us what you want, Xander. Beg for us."

Xander swallowed, gazing up at the two naked men, perched either side of him on the bed. He looked briefly down at his dick, and decided it was all or nothing, he needed something and he needed now. "Please, I need you to...I want to, please God, will you just fuck me already?"

Riley and Graham exchanged smiles.

"Not bad, but you'll learn." Riley grinned, nodding at Graham.

Xander began to breathe again as Graham moved up towards him, until his cock hung close to Xander's face. As Graham's leg swung over, Xander took it upon himself to reach out, catching the head with his tongue. Graham looked down with surprise, then smiled. "You want this?"

Xander nodded, desperately.

Easing closer, Xander took as much of Graham's cock in his mouth as he could, wrapping his mouth around the hard length. Graham began to move in and out, slowly, letting Xander breathe a little as he licked and sucked.

Meanwhile, Riley was carefully coating his own hard on with lube, before adding it to Xander's exposed ass. He slipped a finger inside, chuckling as Xander's body automatically tensed. "Relax Xander, I promise to be gentle."

With practiced skill, Riley prepared Xander as best he could. The last thing he wanted was to hurt him; there was plenty of time to show Xander the pleasures of spanking and other naughty toys, later. As he withdrew his fingers, he placed his cock at Xander's entrance, his hands holding the ass checks apart. He eased his cock in as slowly as he could, trying to give Xander enough time to adjust. After a while, Xander managed to lift his hips slightly, trying to encourage Riley to continue.

Riley picked up his speed, until he rid riding Xander almost as hard as he did Graham. Xander sucked Graham off, relishing the sounds of pleasure he was causing the two men. Just as he thought it couldn't get any better, Riley hit a spot inside him the sent a tremor of pleasure through his own body. The sounds were muffled a little by the cock in his mouth, but he was sure Riley got the message that he wanted more of that.

"Fuck Xan, I can't believe I haven't done this before. You feel so fucking good." Riley moaned.

Xander felt a swell of pride at Riley's words. He was sure Anya had never appreciated him that much.

Riley reached down with one hand and began to pump away at Xander's cock, speeding up and slowing down, rubbing his thumb over the tip then starting all over again. He made an effort to hit Xander's prostate a few times, watching with satisfaction as Xander frantically grabbed the ropes holding him down to prevent himself from screaming.

After Riley continued to hit that spot inside that made his whole body shake, Xander didn't find it hard to come all over Riley's chest. He began to relax after and enjoyed Riley's fucking that bit more. He was getting the hang of blowing Graham, and began to repeat the little things he had done that had made Graham groan. Soon after, Graham came, grabbing the headboard and moaning quietly. He moved off Xander so the younger man could get a good view of Riley fucking him. With a last thrust into Xander, Riley came loudly, his hands clenching Xander's thighs.

"Fuck..."

"I second that fuck." Xander whispered, breathing hard.

Graham laughed. "You think that was good? You ain't seen nothing yet."

Xander smiled. "Does that mean you...and Riley...want...?"

"Are you kiddinRileRiley asked. "There's so much more we can teach you."

"Teach me?" Xander asked, worriedly. "You're not talking leather outfits and chains are you?"

Graham hid a smile. "Only when he's in a bad mood."

Xander cocked his head, trying to figure out if he was joking or not. "I want to...I mean, I enjoyed this. A lot. It felt weird being held back, but kinda cool too. And the begging? That was kinda new. And embarrassing."

"You get used to it." Graham replied, giving him a wink.

"Yeah, and besides, next time you get to play while Graham's on the bed." Riley smirked.

Xander couldn't help the excited expression rushing to his face. "You won't tell Buffy or anything, will you? I mean, I haven't really worked out whether I'm gay yet, so..."

"Xander." Riley interrupted, smiling softly. "Trust me. You're gay."


The End