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Title: Other Side(2/2)
Authors: Wolf G. Radcliffe and Andrew Foster
Pairing: Giles(Ripper)/Xander
Rating: FRAO, Adults only
Summary: Willow plays with a love spell, Xander is her victim .
Disclaimer: We adore playing with the pretties, but we’re just having fun. No money made, don’t sue us!
Author's Notes: m/m slash, bdsm
Feedback: Please... email me at wgr.packcollective@gmail.com
Distribution: Various lists, Wierd Romance Yahoo Group- http://groups.yahoo.com/group/WierdRomance ;
Andrew’s Livejournal- http://spikekittenbrat.livejournal.com ; Wolf’s Livejournal- http://wolfmacleod.livejournal.com ; the website Weird Romances- http://www.salustra.vague-disclaimer.org . Anyplace else is fine, just let us know where it’s going.
Giles grinned wolfishly, realizing the boy truly was not only sweet, but submissive as well. "Just toss them in the corner. We're going to have a little fun."
Xander nodded and tossed them away. He licked his lips. "What now?"
Giles moved behind him and reached around him, bringing up a blindfold he'd retrieved from the closet. Tying it around Xander's eyes, he gently pushed the boy toward the bed. "Lie down."
Xander gasped as the blindfold cut off his vision. The backs of his knees touched the edge of the bed and he eased himself down onto his back, stretching out. His skin prickled into gooseflesh, and his breath quickened. For once he was actually speechless, unable to even babble.
Giles kneeled on the edge of the bed, reaching down to stroke Xander's chest, his fingers ghosting down the boy's torso, just barely missing his now erect cock, and withdrew, stepping the short distance to the closet to retrieve a short length of rope. Returning to the bed, he bent over, pulling the cuffs out from under the bed, and fastening them to Xander's ankles and wrists, making sure the chains holding them were securely attached to the bedposts. "Are you alright so far?”
Xander's eyes opened wide under the blindfold, a little squeak of surprise as the cuffs were snapped on his ankles first. He wasn't entirely sure what was going to happen, but he was too stunned to react before his wrists were cuffed as well. "Umm, yeah. I'm not going anywhere, you know." The nervousness of his tone didn't seem to affect his arousal, though. In fact, his body seemed to betray something entirely different than his voice did.
"Good." Giles reached down and deftly secured the rope around Xander's hard cock, and up between his balls, effectively separating them. Opening a drawer in the bedside table, he retrieved a set of nipple clamps, and quickly closed first one, then the other around the boy's equally hard nipples.
Xander moaned and pulled against the cuffs as Giles wrapped the rope around his cock. But the clamps pulled little cries from him. "Giles!"
Giles paused, and leaned back just a bit. "Yes?"
"Wh-what're you doing?"
Giles sneered, knowing Xander couldn't see him. "Relax, Xander. Just enjoy yourself, trust me, This will be unlike anything you've ever experienced in your life. I assure you, I mean you no serious harm."
Xander nodded and tried to relax. He was excited still. In fact, almost painfully hard. Besides, this was Giles. He could trust Giles, couldn't he?
Giles stood over him then, admiring his handiwork. He stripped himself of his shirt and tie, and unzipped his trousers. Reaching inside his fly, he stroked himself, pulling himself free, then straddling Xander's chest, feeling the chain connecting the clamps through the thin material. He gently ran his hardening cock across the boy's lips. "Open."
Xander could feel the flesh touching his lips. He panted a bit, opening his mouth. Daring a bit, he darted out his tongue, touching the head of Giles' cock. He could taste the slight muskiness of his skin.
Giles closed his eyes. "Yes, that's it." Giles reached behind him, stroking Xander's cock with one hand, and his own with the other.
Xander whimpered at the feel of Giles' experienced fingers on his shaft, and he licked more. He again wasn't entirely sure what he was doing, but he'd seen a few pornos that gave him a vague idea. He lifted his head a bit, pushing his mouth down on the head of Giles' cock.
Giles felt himself get fully erect, and sat up on Xander's chest, pushing his cock further into the boy's mouth, deeper into his throat, fucking his mouth.
Xander groaned and sucked on the shaft as it possessed his mouth. He gagged a bit as the head pushed against the back of his throat. It was strangely exciting, not being able to really prevent Giles from doing as he liked.
Giles pushed himself back, pulling out of Xander's mouth, and moved to the foot of the bed. He leaned over, running his hands over Xander's cock and balls. Retrieving a small jar from the trunk at the foot of the bed, he unfastened the ankle cuffs.
Xander moaned and arched into the touch. He didn't know what to make of any of this, but there was too much going on to try to make sense of it. "Please," he begged, not completely sure what he was begging for.
Giles smirked once more, and spread Xander's legs wide, opening the jar, and spreading lubricant liberally on the boy's asshole.
Xander shivered. "Are you going to...?" He gulped and swallowed.
Before Xander could finish his question, Giles pressed the head of his cock against Xander's opening and pushed, slowly, almost losing control at the feeling of the boy stretching to accommodate him.
Xander cried out, arching more, lifting up off the bed. "Ohhhhh, fuck, yes."
Pushing slowly, but persistently, he sheathed himself to the hilt, withdrawing agonizingly slow before slamming himself home hard and fast.
The brutal thrust caught Xander by surprise. He sucked air in, readying for a scream. Pausing for a moment, Giles withdrew once more, this time easing in again, slowly and gently. He looked down, and smirked once more at Xander's stiff prick.
The scream never happened, the air sliding out in a long soft moan. He arched and yelped a little as the movement made the clamps on his nipples shift and pull.
Giles smiled, and regulated his thrusts, finding and holding a rhythm. Bringing Xander's ankles up to rest on his shoulders, He began playing with the boy's balls again, twisting the knots and tweaking the ropes.
Xander moaned and whimpered, his body responding to each movement, each little tease as Giles played with him. He could feel his cock throbbing but the way his cock and balls were wrapped kept anything like orgasm frustratingly out of reach. Probably a good thing. As excited as he was, Xander knew he probably wouldn't have lasted much past the first few thrusts of Giles inside him.
Giles felt himself beginning to lose it, and he pulled out of Xander's ass, stroking himself as he walked back around the bed and thrust his cock back into Xander's mouth. "Drink."
Xander sucked, swallowing down the salty cum before he had a chance to really think about what he was doing. He could taste the lube, taste even perhaps some of himself, and he was equally appalled and aroused by what Giles was doing to him.
Giles spent himself down Xander's throat, his eyes squeezing tight uncontrollably, and he fought for control enough to remain standing. After a moment he recovered, and reached over, pulling the one knot that would undo the rope around his manhood. "Come for me."
Xander didn't need any more encouragement. He jerked and his hips raised up off the bed as he all but exploded. He shuddered, his hips dropping back down to the bed. There was sticky cum on his belly, and some on the bedsheets as well.
Giles nodded to himself, and removed the nipple clamps gently, rubbing feeling back into each. He tucked himself back into his pants, and zipped himself up, then whisked away Xander's blindfold. He undid the wrist restraints, rubbing feeling back into the boy's limbs, as well, and pointed. "There are clean towels in the bathroom, go get cleaned up."
Xander was dazed, making himself sit up. He was still unsure entirely what had gone on, and unsure whether Giles had even really liked it. "Yes, Sir." He slid off the bed and padded off to the bathroom.
Giles took out a piece of paper and a fountain pen, and wrote a very quick note in sharp, precise handwriting. 'Xander, I enjoyed myself completely tonight. More than like, this can never happen again, but know that I shall always remember this. Sleep well, I will drive you to school in the morning. -Giles.'
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