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The Adventures of William the Bloody	By : QueenB Category: -Buffy the Vampire Slayer > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 4335 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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William swayed dizzily. Where was he? He recalled a personage with snapping dark eyes and a touch of humor. Xander? Angelus? Yes, he was here for them--or one of them. When he looked at the edifice before him, he stiffened. This was Angel’s mansion on Crawford Street.
Why was he here? It didn’t make sense that he’d wind up here of all places. His eyes widened when he felt a familiar itch on his neck. He knew what that meant; the vampire was near and his body was reacting to him. William frowned. He had resisted Angelus before now; he could do it again.
He shook his head and was about to leave when he heard a moan coming from the door. He stepped closer and realized the portal had been left slightly ajar and frowned. That was really careless of Angel.
He knew he shouldn’t do this. It was against all rules of propriety but when the moan came again, joined by a harsh cry in a familiar voice, he couldn’t resist the opportunity presented and slid the door open. The muffled sounds grew louder as William edged his way through the room. He’d never been in Angel’s place before now and marveled at the simple but tasteful items that he’d managed to accumulate in his stay on the earth. But the noises were distracting him and he crept closer to their source. He stood near the door and paused in shock.
Two dark-haired males were on the bed. The prone figure lying face down was easily recognizable as Angel; he’d know that tattoo anywhere. He was confused by the man on top of him. Surely that couldn’t be…Alexander?
A stifled grunt emerged from the demon as Alexander pounded into him. In all his time with Angelus, William had never known him to take the submissive position in sex; his arrogant nature would never allow it. But now he was stretched out, his form relaxing and tensing in turns as the boy rode him up the ass.
Alexander thrust hard, his hands seeking a hold on the powerful shoulders in front of him and William heard an indistinct murmur from the boy. A visible ripple ran through the vampire’s frame and a low-pitched growl met Alexander’s higher voice. The mortal sat up slightly and William saw his cock, reddened, swollen and slick, slide slowly from the vampire before ramming home again. This time the growl was deeper like a jungle cat’s and William shuddered hungrily at the sound.
He understood then why the demon was beneath Alexander. At moments like this a vampire would be hard-put to resist biting its human partner; this position kept Alexander safe from such an attack. This had to be Angel in bed with his love then. But how…and why?
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The Scooby couldn’t believe it. He was here in bed with Angel, touching Angel, and he reveled in the satiny skin twitching under his hands. The vampire’s body was so responsive, the skin rippling and shifting everywhere he touched him. Angelus had denied him the privilege of caressing the vampire’s skin; now Xander was making up for that previous lack.
He was pumping steadily into Angel now. At first, the unexpected position had made him nervous. But the appetite gripping his body and the feeling of power from knowing he had Angel like this had stripped away his fears and his inhibitions. Angel felt so great, yet different from William.
The thought of the blond caused him to falter slightly and then he shut his eyes. The image of his blonde lover swam behind his closed eyelids. Almost he could imagine there was somebody else in bed with him. He recalled William’s tenderness, his passion, and the giving nature so different from Spike and Angelus. “William,” Xander moaned and the blond by the door sucked in his breath. His heart fluttered as he realized Alexander was thinking about him.
The gentle sigh of William’s name neither surprised nor bothered Angel. Xander’s thrusts became achingly prolonged, almost casual, as he made love to the mortal he imagined in bed with him and a sigh escaped the vampire as the easy rhythm allowed him to luxuriate in the heated cock. The meaty head bumped his prostate repeatedly and wrenched a moan from him.
He tossed his head restlessly, the mortal’s weight holding him to the sheets. Another thrust and his features blurred, passion causing his ridges to erupt. Warm human fingers stumbled up his arm to tangle with his own and the unexpected tenderness touched his undead heart.
As Xander breathed William’s name again, Angel’s eyes snapped open and he sniffed the air tentatively. There was another heartbeat, another scent, in the room with them and he recognized William. The boy was here and spying on them. He could sense the despair and desire in equal proportion coming from the blonde male.
Not calling Xander’s attention to the intruder, Angel let himself be caught up in the mortal’s actions. “Xander,” he moaned softly and then shifted upwards so that he was on his hands and knees. The change in position startled the brunette mortal but not enough to dislodge him.
Angel began talking to him and his words produced an obscene thrill, recalling Angelus’s commands. “You feel so good, so thick. Give me that cock, Xander. Harder, boy, harder,” Angel gritted. He knew what effect the words would have on the unseen teenager. Sure enough, the desire in William’s scent rose sharply, mingling with Xander’s. Angel’s ridges came to the fore again and he growled. “Xander, touch me. I want to feel your hand on me.”
The mortal riding him hesitated. Other than William, he hadn’t ever touched another man’s cock and doing that to Angel… But it was stupid to hold back in the midst of things, especially if the vampire wanted it. He left his grip on the demon’s waist and reached under him. Angel’s dick was so thick and heavy; it sagged nearly to the bed sheets. He heard the vampire hiss as he curled his fingers around it and the flesh jumped in his hand. The silken skin slid between his fist as he began jerking at the length.
“Yeah, that’s it, Xander. A little tighter. That’s so good. Fuck me harder. Faster.” Yes, William’s lust spiked higher and he heard the other’s heartbeat quicken. Now he could even discern the rapid breathing as the young man watched.
The two on the bed rocked together and the sound from Alexander’s balls thudding against the vampire’s full arse made William almost faint with longing. He wanted to be with them, tangled with both bodies. No, he wanted Alexander. He loved the boy with a desperate ache such as he’d known for no one else and the sight of him in bed with his Sire was almost too much to bear.
Angel clamped his ass down hard around Xander’s meat and heard the boy squeal with shock. Vampire muscles weren’t to be sneezed at; he grinned to himself although the mortal couldn’t see it. Another squeeze of that delectable ass and Xander lost control. He shot warm spunk into the clutching hole and cried out, a groaning sound that seemed to contain all his passion. The warm body sagged over Angel’s and he wrapped Xander’s hands around him as they tumbled to the bed, covering himself in the mortal heat.
The vampire caught a glimpse of William as the blond ducked out of sight and smiled to himself. Holding firmly onto Xander, he called out, “William. Come inside. I want to see you.”
Xander stiffened in shock. William was here? And he’d seen the two of them together? He cringed in embarrassment but Angel took no notice of it. “William. I know you’re there. Come in.” Seeing as the boy still made no appearance, he added gently, “I’m not angry…and I want you here. I know Xander does.” The mortal heart drummed furiously on his back; he didn’t have to look behind him to know the boy was blushing furiously.
William emerged at last, his face wounded and cold, and Xander peeked over Angel’s shoulder at the Englishman he’d been dreaming about for almost a week. “William? I can’t believe it. Where’ve you been? Deadboy and me have been looking all over Sunnydale for you.”
“Yes, I can see how actively you’ve been involved in the search,” William replied, sarcasm dripping from his voice.
Angel got out of bed, shrugging on a robe to hide his nudity. “You two need to talk. I’m going to get myself some blood.” Glancing at William, he added in a gentler tone, “He really has been worried about you, William. We both have.” Then he glided from the room.
Angel went to his microwave and heated himself a cup of blood. He didn’t want to eavesdrop but his hearing easily picked up on the conversation between the other males in his apartment. The sex he’d just enjoyed was making him expansive. He was a lot mellower than he usually was and the blood he sipped was hardening his cock all over again. He stroked himself idly as he listened in on Xander and William.
The two mortals didn’t speak for a few moments. Xander’s nudity made him feel horribly exposed; he couldn’t bring himself to look at William. But the occasional peeks he took were revealing. Even from the bed he didn’t miss the outline of the other’s straining cock against his jeans. That made him bold enough to question the other boy. “William…I…where were you? You just disappeared and I was scared and it’s been a whole week…” he began.
“It’s obvious your concern for me was outweighed by your desire for Angelus,” William responded, the hurt never leaving his eyes.
“Hey, that’s not fair! First off, this is the first time we got together since we were his vamp altar boys!” Xander sputtered. “Second, he’s Angel not Angelus. And third, we didn’t make plans for this to happen. I’ve been…it’s just, well, I’ve been dreaming about him all week and--” His voice stuttered to a stop and he yanked the blankets up higher over his chest, certain that his face was flaming.
“You’ve been dreaming about him?” William whispered, anguish and fear causing him to edge closer as he gazed anxiously into the brunette’s eyes. Was it possible Alexander had succumbed to thralldom? The lad was contrite, yes, but he hadn’t followed Angel out of the room or expressed any particular wish to have him back. But what he’d seen between the two of them just now had William deeply worried. If Alexander wasn’t a thrall, why was he here?
“I’ve been dreaming about all of us. You, me, him, in various places and, uh, positions,” Xander elaborated, turning even redder if that was possible.
“Oh. So you came here to engage with him,” the blond finished dully.
“No! Well, not exactly. I wanted to find out if he knew anything about you. Then I asked about the dreams and he told me about the thrall business and one thing led to another.” His voice trailed off, as the bleak stare in William’s eyes didn’t change. “I guess that’s really no excuse. He wanted me to leave but I wouldn’t. I-I kinda forced myself on him.”
William’s eyebrows flew up in disbelief even as a serene voice came from the doorway. “You forced yourself on a 240-odd-year-old vampire, Harris? Give me a little credit.” The vampire had finished the last of his blood and was feeling ready to take on both boys at once. He just had to rein in his impatience and help them resolve this difficulty.
“T-then you wanted him, too, Angel?” William whispered, his jaw clenching.
“Xander was afraid of what was happening to him. I didn’t want him to become a thrall; that’s why I asked him to leave. But we’re--attracted to each other, William. We have been for some time. But that’s all it is.” Angel padded towards the English boy and drew him back towards his front. Ignoring the stiffening posture, he rubbed his erect cock against the blond’s buttocks. “Don’t be angry with him, William,” he crooned in his ear. “He kept thinking of you the whole time. He missed you…we both did.” He ground his cock harder, causing the blond to rock with the motion. “Didn’t you miss us?”
“I-I…” William’s thoughts were scattering at the sensation of Angel’s erect prick prodding his bum. His desire for the vampire was rising all over again and when Angel tilted his head back to pull and nip at his lower lip, he made no resistance. He moaned in burgeoning hunger as the vampire swept a hand up his belly and expertly tweaked at a nipple.
“William?” Angel said. He noted the glazed stare in the fair-haired boy’s eyes and surmised what was happening. William snapped out of his daze and blushed furiously as he realized Angel was nowhere near him.
Xander grinned. “You got the Angel space-outs, too? Yeah, I’ve been getting those. Mundo strange, huh?”
Angel decided to take the conversation in a slightly different direction. “Tell me, William. Why are you here?”
“What? I-I’m not entirely sure. I was in that graveyard, dizzy and faint from the loss of blood. Then I was elsewhere, a kind of limbo. I’m not certain of the location. All I knew was that I wanted to return. Return to you, Alexander,” he added, trying to convince Xander with a steady gaze.
“Then how’d you wind up at Angel’s place?” Xander probed, his eyes narrowing.
“I don’t know. I was there and then here. Alexander, you must believe me,” William protested.
“Easy, boy. Do you believe Xander? That he came here out of concern for you and looking for answers? That you’re the one he loves?”
The word floored the blond and he found himself gazing at the brunette who had haunted his heart for so long. “Love? Y-you love me, Alexander? I’m not just a passing fancy to you?”
Xander blushed again, the sweep of blood followed with keen interest by the vampire. “I-I don’t know. I mean, nothing’s been said about--I’m still trying to wrap my mind around the whole vamp whore thing.”
“Xander, you’re not a thrall,” Angel shot back in exasperation at his obtuseness. “When you were fucking me, were you craving the bite?”
“No! Once was enough, thank you.” Xander replied with a shudder. At the same time, he thought of his dreams and blood throbbed in his cock as he recalled the ecstasy of those nightly visions.
“It’s not so terrible,” William countered and then blushed as Xander gaped at him.
Angel sat on the bed, carefully keeping his distance from Xander. However, the brunette boy made no attempt to shuffle away. Instead, the vampire was astounded to see him move closer to him. This teenager was full of surprises. “Listen, you two. I want you both,” shooting piercing stares between them, “and you love each other.” His voice became low and seductive. “I don’t see a problem here. Do you?”
There was a tense silence in the room, pregnant with meaning. Then Angel stood up and drew William towards him. Cold tongue parted warm lips and he kissed him, grasping his head lightly between his hands. He let his cock emerge from the opening in his robe but made no more attempt to touch William than to grind himself unhurriedly against the boy’s pants. A deep moan issued from the English lad and he wrapped his arms tightly around Angel, molding their forms together.
The dark-haired teenager was a silent observer of this tableau, uncertain whether he should participate or not. Tentatively he reached out a hand and stroked Angel’s butt through his robe. Emboldened by an answering growl, he swept his hand under the robe to grasp one firm buttcheek.
Angel parted his lips from William’s. “Someone here is wearing way too much clothing, don’t you think, Xander?”
“No arguments here, Deadboy. Off with ‘em, Will.” He lay back on the bed, grinning, only to squeak with surprise as the vampire shucked off his robe and swooped down on him, covering his body and kissing him in turn.
Much as Xander wanted to lose himself in Angel’s yummy mouth, he couldn’t help casting sidelong glances on William as he disrobed. The tasty pink nipples he’d dreamed of biting were exposed first as William unbuttoned his shirt. The long sleeves slid over his shoulders, bringing to light the scar left from Angelus’s teeth. Xander’s mind whirled as he thought about what that meant. He and William were bound to Angel--and in a bizarre way to each other as well. Angel’s sucking mouth pressed kisses over his chin and down his throat and careful thought became impossible.
William saw Xander’s eyes roll up in their sockets as Angel first kissed then pulled the scar on his throat between his lips. Angel wasn’t biting and for that William was profoundly grateful. Yet he was envious that Xander should get first sampling of the vampire’s prowess. Naked at last, he edged in beside the two. Calling Xander’s name, his lips met the boy’s and sucked Xander’s tongue between his lips.
A fever was seizing him by the throat, making it almost impossible to breathe. To Xander’s confused senses, the mouth sucking his scar and the one pulling at his lips carried the same sensation. The only difference was in the temperature between the two. Another hard pull from the pair servicing him and his back arched, his aching cock tenting the sheet.
Angel had tasted Xander’s blood. Now he was determined for another sampling of the boy’s body. As the mortals kissed and tasted each other, the vampire slid down Xander’s torso. He licked at the tip of Xander’s weeping cock. The mortal’s entire body jerked as the vampire inhaled the pulsing flesh. His tongue slid over the tip, lapping the fluid seeping from the tiny hole. Letting the cum pool in his mouth, he used it to aid his downward motion over the waving flesh.
His tongue slid down farther with each pull until his nose was buried in the coarse hairs. There were a few drops of cum nestled in the dark fur; Xander hadn’t been as thorough as he thought when he’d cleaned himself earlier. The vampire smiled around the meat and then began bobbing his head in even, languid strokes.
Xander’s mouth broke from William’s to suck in much-needed air. “Ooooh, Angel. Shit, that feels…” Another descent on his meat and words were replaced by mewls as he thrust up into that cool space. William left his mouth to nibble and explore the heaving chest. His tongue swept a trail between the dark nipples, as first one then the other came in for visits from the pink flesh darting from his mouth.
Angel kept the pace slow as his hands explored other parts of the boy. He tugged at the pubic hairs and ran his fingers around the wrinkled scrotal sack. Xander’s hips were pumping frantically now, the salty taste of his cock rising in proportion to the heated desire breaking from his skin. Angel had promised himself he wouldn’t bite; instead, he massaged the balls expertly with his fingers while he gave one strong pull.
“AAAANNNGELLLL!!!” The boy’s hips rose and suspended themselves off the bed as he came in hot, fierce spurts down the vampire’s throat. Angel sucked and swallowed every drop of cum as Angelus crowed in triumph. Ha! No Deadboy comments here!
William hugged Xander’s shaking body until the tremors died down slightly. Then Angel lay beside them and stroked William’s upturned shoulder. “William. Has Xander sucked you yet?”
William’s face flamed at the question. “Uh, no. W-we, that is, we haven’t done much with each other…”
Angel glanced downwards. Will’s cock was arched against his belly and he could see Xander’s beginning to stir at the prospect of what he had planned. He reached across Xander’s prone body and kissed William’s lips. Then he let his mouth move in little dashes all over the face and fluttering eyelids. When his mouth came to rest near his ear, he whispered, “Help me turn Xander around, then.”
Thus Xander found himself manhandled until his head pointed to the foot of the bed while his feet were braced against the headboard. Looking up in bewilderment, his eyes widened as he saw William placed above him on his hands and knees in the opposite direction. Angel knelt at Xander’s head and behind his erstwhile Childe’s lithe form. Xander watched as Angel’s large hand reached under William’s body and began jerking off the blond’s cock. Hand and dick swayed in front of his eyes and the brunette teenager wondered what he was supposed to do.
William was equally curious. Angel’s question had led him to believe cocksucking was in order and when he saw Alexander’s thickened penis before him… Reaching downwards he lifted the meat from where it lay in the small pool of cum on Alexander’s stomach and brought it to his lips.
Xander’s body quivered as he felt another set of lips, warm this time, start sucking him off once more. He forced himself not to close his eyes. In any case, they were riveted helplessly to the glimpses of Will’s cock he could see between Angel’s fingers as the English boy’s hips thrust and wriggled into the vampire’s grip.
Finally when Angel thought he had enough lubrication on his fingers, he released the cock, letting it dangle in front of Xander’s waiting lips. As blond and brunette began sucking each other in classic soixante-neuf, he inserted his moistened fingers in William’s hole.
The blond squeaked at the invasion of his arse but didn’t stop the movement of his head. Angel began spreading his fingers inside William and the fair-haired boy grunted with pleasure as his prostate was rubbed. The vibrations from his throat caused Xander to shudder in turn and his waist jerked up, forcing his cock into William’s throat. The blonde mortal closed his eyes, the better to concentrate on the taste and feel of Xander’s hard-on as his lips worked at getting the entire length down.
A slight shove from Angel’s cock caused William to rock forward and he stiffened his arms to keep from falling over. He wasn’t so tight as he had been, thanks to the attentions he’d received from three different men, but his rectum still protested the large cock making its way inside. Another thrust and he consciously tried to widen the passage, flexing his arse to accommodate the hefty prick.
Xander brought his hands to William’s waist and found Angel’s hands already there so he consoled himself with playing with the mortal’s wrinkled balls that hung so enticingly between William’s slick cock and the vampire’s own thrusting meat. His nose was shoved into Will’s nutsack each time the cock was sucked into his throat and he relished the strong salty odor of his furry nuts.
The demon was pistoning faster into William’s hole, drawing muffled grunts from the other mortal with every push. There were no other sounds in the room save for assorted slurps and licks as the vampire and two mortals surged back and forth in the bed. Angel could hear the mortal heartbeats pounding like thunder and discerned the moment of no return for both of them.
Xander came first, probably because he was the least skilled and one who had yet to learn the necessary stamina. He arched and came into William’s throat. The blond sputtered with the force of his spasm but eagerly drew every bit of cum into his gulping mouth.
The brunette trembled violently while thrusting into William’s throat. He’d been afraid of choking his mortal partner but the blond appeared to have no trouble taking him. A subtle shift from the body arching above him and then William was cumming, his spunk shooting down Xander’s throat. The brunette nearly gagged and some of the fluid ran over his lips down to the waiting sheets. But he did his best to swallow what was left.
They rocked together for several moments before William let Xander’s limp cock fall from his mouth. He pitched to the side, careful to avoid his lover even while Xander followed his movement to continue milking his cock. Finally both men were through with each other and Xander shifted on the mattress so he could hold and caress William about his shoulders. It took a moment before either of them recalled the vampire still with them.
Angel still hadn’t cum. He didn’t intend to; he wanted to spin this night out and teach each of them all he could before leaving them. He knew deep in his heart that he could share with these boys but he couldn’t keep them. Sooner or later, he would taste true happiness with them and then they would die. It was a wonder they had survived the night with Angelus.
William and Xander knew nothing of these thoughts. Instead, they stared at the erect cock glistening in the light. “Angel, are you…I mean, wasn’t it, uh, good for you?” Xander felt weird to be asking but it was obvious the vampire hadn’t been satisfied.
Angel grinned to put the boy at ease. “It was very good. But it can get even better.” William shivered both at the promise in his tone and his memories of long nights spent “playing” with Angelus. Xander had no true notion what a horny vampire was capable of but his dreams had given him some idea and he panted with anticipation.
Angel slid behind Xander, drawing the boy’s back towards his. His cock played hide-and-seek with Xander’s crack while he distracted the American boy with kisses. When he thought the teenager was thoroughly aroused, he pressed his bulging head into the asshole with a firm but gentle shove.
Even knowing what was coming next, Xander still gasped at the entry. Angel’s cock was so big and so very cold. He lifted his free leg not pressed to the bed over Angel’s leg in order to widen his passage. Angel rolled adroitly in the bed so that he was sitting up, bearing Xander’s weight on his lap, and gripping the boy’s weight began slowly raising and lowering him on his meat.
The boy panted and moaned. God, the vampire was strong--like all vampires, Xander supposed. He didn’t need to do anything as he was raised and lowered like an elevator. Then the demon stopped, letting the mortal’s quivering body rest briefly against his own. “Tuck your legs under you, Xander.” When the boy clumsily complied, the vampire continued. “Now you can move at your own pace, as fast or as slow as you like.”
He motioned for William to sit between his outstretched legs. When he was properly positioned, Angel gently pushed Xander’s head down so that his mouth now hovered above William’s cock. “Now, Xander. Take it easy. We’re here for you as much as you are for us.” Then he grasped Xander’s buttocks and resumed his thrusting.
Xander was shoved forward onto William’s cock and quickly sucked it between his lips. Understanding better now what he should do, he surged forward onto Will and then rocked back onto the shaft in his bottom. Back and forth and he listened intently to the voices breaking over him, taking his cues from their intonations. Angel’s voice got deeper when his ridges showed and William’s shifted between squeals and moans. Getting an idea, he took two fingers and wormed them into the blond’s asshole.
The small English boy lost his balance and fell flat on his back. “Oh, god! Alexander!!” he cried, his hips twisting up as the fingers scissored and searched inside him. When his prostate was touched, his waist spasmed and a half-scream, half-sob wrenched its way out of his throat.
Xander bobbed his head in tandem with his searching fingers. “Pinch his nipples, Xander,” Angel whispered. “Harder. He likes that.” Xander obediently reached up with his free hand and tweaked then twisted the nubs.
A pale, small hand clasped over his, squeezing his grip even tighter. “Yes yes yes. Alexander. Oh, yes. Please. More,” William whimpered, his eyelids fluttering as heat burst from the twin targets on his chest.
Xander recalled his fantasy. Would William welcome being bitten? But that was a dream. He wasn’t sure whether the real William would welcome such brutality and now wasn’t the time to try it. Maybe later…
Dismissing the notion for the time being, he focused on flexing his ass around Angel’s cock and sucking on William’s. When a cool hand reached beneath and began stroking him, the sensations were complete. His body tensed, became one solid still sculpture between the others, and semen splattered from his stiff cock to spray the sheets. William came into his mouth seconds later, giving a garbled cry that might have been his name.
Angel stroked Xander soothingly down his back. “Hey, Xander. The sheets are kinda sticky. Why don’t you go to the closet in the next room and get clean ones while I change these?”
Xander blinked hazily. Was Angel kidding? “Deadboy, gimme a break. I don’t think I could stand much less move from this bed. Couldn’t you give me something less tiring to do…like blinking? No, scratch that. Blinking’s out of the question, too.” He let his eyelids droop shut as if in demonstration.
Angel shrugged. “William, you’ve got a little more stamina. Want to help me move Lazybones here and change the sheets?”
William grinned at him although he felt almost as tired as Xander. “Come on, Alexander. You must make shift to move. Then you can rest until Angel and I return.”
“Whatever.” Xander got up and then quickly lay on the bed again once the moist sheets were removed. Then he let his eyes close again while Angel and William departed. God, that had been something. His dreams were powerful but the reality was turning out to be pretty nifty as well. If he fell asleep now, he just knew there’d be no dreams--only blessed sleep. But the aftermath of their sex romps was still coiling in his body and Angel had said that things could get even better. He had a feeling the night was just beginning and he decided he didn’t want to miss any of it.
Turning his head towards the doorway, he wondered where the other two were. How long did it take to find clean bed sheets? He debated simply lying here and waiting for them. But sexual hunger was beginning to rise again and finally he decided to seek them out. He got up and looked through the doorway only to halt in shock.
Angel was standing upright, his massive legs spread, while he thrust into the blond astride his cock. “Fuck. Me. Angel. Oh. Fuck. Me,” William gritted out between clenched teeth. His legs were wound tightly around Angel’s ass and his hair flew in wild tangles about his face as each thrust speared him. Angel’s eyes met Xander’s but he didn’t stop his motions. If anything, they became rougher so that William began bellowing at the top of his lungs.
Then he abruptly yanked off William’s hands so that the blond’s head fell towards the floor. William squealed at the unexpected change in position and his eyes flew open to see Xander apparently upside down. Angel continued to grind into the blond he was holding by the hands. “Guess you’ve recovered your strength, huh, Xander? Come over here. Doing’s a lot more fun than watching.”
Xander walked over, spellbound by the sight of William’s face turning crimson as the blood rushed downwards into it. Angel rocked his hips forward so that the blond’s erect prick flapped amidst the chestnut curls. “You’ll have to be careful, Xander. This isn’t an easy position. But don’t worry; William can handle it.”
Xander nodded dumbly, unable to think of a thing to add. Kneeling, he drew William’s cock into his mouth as the blond did the same to him. Angel was right; it was an awkward position, one meant to test physical prowess rather than convey pleasure. But the vampire managed to keep his thrusts light so both mortals were able to bring each other off.
Sinking back onto his heels, Xander watched, stupefied, as Angel continued to hold William, his upright cock still firmly encased in the blond’s rectum, while he carried the English boy back to the bedroom. “Xander, could you pick up the sheets?” Angel replied airily, gesturing towards the neatly folded bed linen on the couch.
The sheets being duly replaced, Angel lay back on the bed, his hands running along William’s waist as the blond’s body arched and trembled over his. Their lips met in a torrid kiss, cold and hot tongues tangling together. Then Xander knelt behind Angel, his cock swaying over the brunette vampire’s forehead.
The blond sat forward, his hands braced on the bed as he sought for and captured Xander’s cock once more. Somehow Xander found the courage to speak and tell what he was feeling. “William…your mouth…so good…so warm. Like…my heart’s gonna explode. Oh man, do that thing again with your tongue.” He gasped, shuddering. “That’s it. Again.”
He grasped William’s head. He didn’t need to guide the boy; somehow William was doing just fine as if he knew just how fast or slow Xander liked it. But he wanted this contact. The crisp, fine hairs snapped in his fingers and the soft skin of the blond’s back ran slick with sweat under his palms.
Angel quickened his pace, massaging William’s balls while he did so. Reaching forward, he grasped the cock, uncircumcised like his own, and teasingly played with the foreskin. He knew just what that would do to the blond and, sure enough, William’s body stiffened over his own. This time, he was the first to cum, his seed coating Angel’s belly and torso. His hips continued to buck on the vampire’s shaft a little longer before Xander, too, came, the brunette’s head falling back against the wall.
“Stop. Can we please stop now? Stopping’s good,” Xander begged.
“Tired again, Xander? We’re just getting started,” Angel teased. Then he pretended to relent. “All right. You can take a breather. But you’re gonna have to sit on the chair.”
“Why?” Xander whined. “There’s plenty of room on the bed.”
“Not for what I’ve got in mind,” Angel purred. He ran a finger along William’s cock. In disbelief, Xander watched the limp tissue awaken and become rigid under his touch.
“Jesus, William. Are you sure you’re not a vampire?” Xander said in awe. William blushed even as his hips jerked upwards into Angel’s fingers.
Angel winked at him. “Watch and learn, Xander.” He shooed the Scooby off and placed William sideways in the bed. Bringing the chair to the side as instructed, Xander sat in it so he was afforded a foreshortened view of William’s body. He didn’t see anything so great about his viewpoint and was about to tell the vampire so when Angel spread the blond’s legs. Now he was treated to the sight of the balls underneath William’s pulsating cock and--when Angel lifted up the nutsack--William’s pretty pink hole.
The vampire lowered himself beside William, drawing his cock into his mouth, and Xander saw the length become slick and slicker as the demon slurped. Angel kept the pace languorous so that Xander could see every inch of Will’s prick as it slid in and out of his mouth. He abandoned the cock, in spite of the English boy’s protests, and turned his attentions to the heavy balls. He licked his tongue in prolonged trails all along the wrinkles while William’s voice rose higher, a breathless exhortation for the vampire to hurry.
Back and forth Angel drifted, his hands and tongue busily pleasuring the helpless body beneath him. Yet somehow he managed to delay gratification, kept William dancing on the edge in spite of the mortal’s pleas. He leaned down to his former Childe and said almost idly, “William, would you like to have me?”
The words almost didn’t penetrate the lad’s mind. He gazed up, up into the coal black eyes pinning him to the sheet. “W-what? Angel?”
“I never let you take me back in the day, William.” He jerked at the blonde’s cock, flicking his nails at the sensitive tip. He ducked his head, dragging his tongue across the nearest nipple until it crinkled from the cold sensation. Lifting his head at the boy’s incoherent whimper, Angel smiled at him. “Well? Do you want me?”
“Angel. Yes.” William reached up and drew the vampire’s face down for a torrid kiss. Angel wound his arms around William, sensing the awe and anticipation battling in his favorite’s body.
William pushed the vampire down and raked the powerful frame with his greedy eyes. In his wildest dreams, he’d never thought he’d see this day and for several moments, he held back, savoring this moment. He wanted to delay and amuse himself with the vampire’s body.
But, when the immortal tugged at his cock, guiding the head towards his arse, the blonde boy held back no longer. Angel grunted, a loud burst of satisfaction, as William sank his cock into him. “Oooh, fuck me,” Angel moaned.
Paralyzed, Xander watched the muscular body shaking with rapture as William sank his cock into the asshole. Angel was loosened up from Xander’s earlier attentions but he still retained an almost virginal tightness. “Ah, that’s it, lad,” the vampire murmured while he traced William’s spine with his fingers. A hint of the Irish burr long lost resurfaced as he licked and bit at the blond’s ear. “Never mind holding back. As rough and hard as ye want. Give it to me.” William shoved in harder and a rumble of approval greeted his effort.
Xander stared at the furriness of his partner’s balls, swaying in unison with the fuck, faster and faster. Angel reached down, grabbed William’s curvaceous ass and spread the cheeks. This had the effect of forcing the blond’s pole farther into and widening William’s puckered hole. The dark-haired boy was riveted by the sight of a thin stream of cum seeping from it, evidence of his previous fuckings.
“Come on, lad; that’s it,” Angel groaned. Unseen by William, one broad hand beckoned to Xander and the mortal’s eyes lit up. Little Xander had revived and he longed to bury himself in that pink rosebud that had been displayed for him. Following Angel’s silent signal, he spread the blond and cautiously entered him. So caught up was William in the flesh of his former Sire, he didn’t register the dip of the mattress or Xander’s hands on his waist.
Then the American’s meaty cock penetrated both his flesh and his awareness. “Unggh! Alexander!” he gasped, craning his neck back to meet Xander’s stare. The boy smirked at him and clasped his head, kissing his blonde lover fervently, sucking the full lower lip into his mouth. He drew out a little and then shoved back, harder, causing William’s eyes to film over. “Yes, Alexander. Harder. Oh yes, my love!” he cried, bliss nearly choking off his voice.
Now William was caught between two powerful males: Xander impaling him, Angel pulling him in with every push. Strong muscles squeezed and drew at William, causing him to yelp, even as Angel urged him to fuck him harder still. He never stopped pumping into the cool heaving flesh but he looked down and sought the eyes of the demon silently contemplating them both. Divining his intention, Angel moved upward and kissed William, his tongue thrusting in imitation of what the brunette teenager was doing to him. A moan buzzed against the warm lips and William’s hips thrust harder and faster as both partners spurred him on.
He may have been on the bottom but the vampire was clearly in control as he commanded William, subtly directing him in his movements. When his features altered, the ridges coming to the fore, William experienced a corresponding surge of lust. The tepid tongue began licking at his scar, and a shudder rushed through the blond. He was arching his neck, mutely offering himself, sinking his fingers into the spiky dark hair.
When the sharp kiss drew blood, there was no pain, only bliss, and William’s hands blindly sought and found the vampire’s own to wind their fingers together. He was seized by rapture as the demon drained him. Far from cumming, he thought he could have fucked the vampire all night.
Warm heavy balls were spanking his arse now and the fangs replaced by lips that added to the ecstasy. Delirium seized him. He was enthralled with both brunettes taking him and it wasn’t clear whom he spoke to as he urged the plundering of his flesh. “More…you’re so…ah, don’t stop! Yours! Oh, god!” he whimpered as Xander shifted a little, his cock touching that place inside him. “Don’t stop! Please!!”
“Not…gonna,” Xander gasped. William was so heated inside, such a delicious change from the vampire’s coolness. When the rectum opened and then squeezed his cock, Xander barked and thrust even harder. Seeing Angel’s mouth leave William’s neck, he envied the blond as the vampire licked the wound shut and then drew the smaller boy’s head over his. Muffled moans came from under Xander as the vampire kissed the boy. Somehow the sight caused Xander to go wild. He yelled, burying his shaft to the hilt inside his lover.
Xander had thought there was no more fluid left within him. He was wrong for an orgasmic flame seemed to rush over his body. The brunette teenager’s body stilled for a fraction and then he came, his cock jerking vigorously into his lover. Xander yelled “William!” and buried his head in the blond’s neck as his warm tongue lashed madly at the scar lying on the blond’s throat.
The action had a startling effect as William shrieked and shot his wad, the fluid spurting deeply within his vampire lover (Lover? Sire?) His rectum clamped down in a vicious grip on Xander’s cock, drawing even more spunk out of him. The blond’s body continued to enfold Angel’s, arms and legs clasping the vampire while his frame spasmed between his lovers. Gradually, William’s hold loosened and he slumped over the demon, his arms and legs splayed out in a display of utter bliss. “Allllexandderrrrr,” he slurred, his eyelids drooping. Now it seemed as if he would be the one to collapse of exhaustion.
Xander gazed down at him almost disappointed. He had recovered his energy but it seemed his blonde lover was no longer up to the task. Angel wriggled out from under William, caught Xander around the waist and drew him closer for a hearty kiss. “What’s the matter, Xander? Forget about me?” he purred when their lips parted at last.
“Yeah. How about refreshing my memory?” Xander quipped.
“One refresher course coming up. What would you like?” the vampire asked. The memory of last night’s dream rose in Xander’s mind and Angel picked up the increase in his heartbeat. “Got something special in mind, Xander? Tell me.” He dropped his hand to little Xander and watched the boy’s eyes darken as he deftly fondled the flesh so that it reared hot and hard in his fist.
Xander still couldn’t quite bring himself to voice his desires. Instead he mutely pushed Angel so that his back was against the headboard. William shuffled to the side, leaning his head on his hand, his eyes sleepily watching his bed partners. Xander turned his back and awkwardly arranged himself so that Angel’s cock first pressed then pushed past the outer ring of his asshole.
William’s eyes widened imperceptibly as he saw that enormous cock vanish by unhurried fractions up the boy’s arse. It was ridiculous. He’d seen Angel fuck Alexander before; he was simply astonished the boy could take it without pain or outcry. William could remember all too well the first time Angelus had fucked him. He’d bled copiously and limped for a week afterwards. Finally Alexander was settled, his bottom nestled securely on Angel’s cock. Then Angel clasped the brunette Scooby’s arms to his waist as he bounced the boy on his lap.
Xander wriggled in dismay. His cock was frustratingly hard, but Angel wouldn’t let him touch it and each push only served to screw his lust tighter. The vampire was keeping the pace slow; Xander was being teased as William had been earlier. Instead of easing his desire, the demon was fanning it. Xander flexed his wrists vainly and whimpered, his spine arching with each measured thrust.
Angel continued to thrust deliberately, enjoying the hot passage snugly encasing his cock. Smiling at William, he said, “Don’t just lie there, Will. I taught you better manners than that. I think little Xander would appreciate some attention.” He licked his lips suggestively and directed his gaze downward to the wagging meat between Xander’s thighs.
The brunette sighed as William’s mouth dipped unerringly over his prick. It was as if the two knew exactly what he wanted. “Will, suck me. Ooh, that’s great. Fuck!” he bleated at the barest scrape of teeth.
Angel laughed. “Oops. Should have warned you, Xander. Spike was always a bit of a biter.” If William objected to the name Spike, he didn’t stop what he was doing to Xander to complain.
“No, I-I kinda liked it. As long as it ain’t too hard,” Xander warned. Seeing that Angel had at last released his hands, he grasped William’s head. “Will, stop a sec.”
The blond drew his head up, letting Xander’s cock slip from his mouth. “What? Didn’t you like it, Alexander?”
“Loved it. Only I’d love it more if I was inside you. Want to feel your ass around me, Will.” There, he couldn’t get more explicit than that and he sighed as the other complied with his wish.
Xander wrapped his arms around the blond while the English boy settled awkwardly atop him. It wasn’t the graceful, effortless slide of his dream. The three males swayed in clumsy fashion as they tried to accommodate each other. Trying to spread his legs around two very broad males made William feel as if he were being split in two. Then they captured a rhythm that satisfied and began moving as one.
William gasped as both males seemed to thrust into him at once. It was as if he were being fucked by two men and the thought coupled with the sight of both brunettes rearing under him caused him to grind down hard into the up stroke.
Then Angel angled his hips for a deeper penetration and Xander’s head fell back onto the vampire, a moan puffing past his lips. Opening his eyes, he saw the vampire’s irises shift rapidly back and forth between amber and black. Given what else was happening to him he couldn’t be scared and when he saw those fangs so close… “Angel, bite,” he whispered.
The vampire blinked and he frowned. “What? Xander, no.” But the thought of tasting the Scooby’s blood again caused his cock to twitch, something that didn’t go unnoticed by the boy astride him.
“Come on, Angel. I know you want to. I’m not scared.” He slowed down a little, clenched his ass and stretched his neck invitingly under Angel’s chin.
“It’s not…that, Xander,” Angel gritted out.
William stared in consternation at the brunette. “Alexander, I thought you didn’t want the bite.”
“But it’s all right for you?” Xander accused. He tilted his head to whisper to the demon fucking him. “I just want to feel it again…just the once.”
Angel shook his head, even as Xander’s movements slowed even further. “You said…you were worried about being a thrall. Can’t…do that to you.”
Xander turned his puppy dog eyes on Angel, the look that had never failed to melt Willow. “You won’t do that. And William won’t let you. Right, Will?” He waggled his eyebrows at William. The comical expression helped to defuse the anxiety although not the lust. Xander resumed his motions, causing both males with him to groan in relief.
Angel’s pink tongue darted between his lips and the fangs that had reappeared. He lowered his mouth to Xander’s scar and lapped at it, stoking the boy’s desire. If he sensed the merest hint of fear, he would stop. But there was no scent of trepidation as the heart quickened and eager pants met his efforts.
Xander bounced on the cool cock stuffing him and impaled William in his turn. He was trembling with anticipation and Angel hadn’t so much as nipped him yet. When the fangs finally slid into the waiting scar, he didn’t scream. Instead air seemed to squeeze through his vocal cords in a high, narrow wheeze.
“Oh, shit. That’s it. That’s…more. Don’t stop, Angel, don’t. No, please,” he begged when he sensed hesitation on the vampire’s part. Another lunge of cock and fangs and groaning cries forced their way through his throat.
The demon sipped at his prize. The bite wasn’t as deep as Xander believed; it penetrated muscle rather than the jugular. But the small amount of blood being drawn was enough to cause the human in his embrace to quake, lovely tremors racking the stalwart frame.
Xander had thought he would cum with the bite. But in spite of the thrill that shot straight to his groin, the expected orgasm failed to appear. Instead, he seemed to get harder if possible and gripped William’s waist tight enough to bruise and forced himself into the clamping hole.
William hung onto Xander’s body for dear life as the boy lost all semblance of control and fucked him with abandon. His head flopped back and forth, fierce cries breaking from his lips. “Y-yes! A-Al-exander, please! More!” When the boy grabbed a nipple and twisted, he mewled and dropped his head to the boy’s, teeth clicking together jarringly as he sought a kiss.
The blond’s cries grew wilder, acquired a note almost of pain, as he was cored mercilessly. The brunette screwing him seemed unwilling or unable to stop or spend himself. William wondered if it was possible to be fucked to death. One more penetrating slide from Alexander’s member and the question ceased to matter. He sobbed brokenly and surrendered to the ardor coursing through his body.
Angel sensed the dissatisfaction eating at the two of them. He pulled out his fangs and the withdrawal seemed to provide necessary release. With a hoarse scream, Xander came, spunk splashing into William’s hole. Seconds later, the blond also joined him, sobs of relief spilling past his lips. He kissed Xander all over his face, the fleeting smacks accompanied by fervent declarations of love. Angel smiled indulgently; William had always been such a romantic.
But the vampire remained hard and, when the two mortals fell from his body tangled in each other’s embrace, he decided he still wasn’t satisfied. Easing William out of Xander’s arms, he substituted his lips for the teenager’s, sucking until William panted for air. He rubbed and flicked at the scar until the blond was squirming under him, his hips bobbing, the cock once more swelling and rubbing against his own. He pricked the plump lower lip, sucking on the thin dribble of blood issuing, and then lifted his head to stare in the shining blue gaze. He thumbed the seeping tear, watching hazy ardor fill those sapphire blue orbs.
The boy couldn’t speak. He only nodded and lacked the strength even to moan as the vampire’s cock sheathed itself in his arse. The demon began twitching his hips, causing his cock to dart in unexpected places inside him. In spite of himself, William moaned and whimpered rapturously, his eyeballs turning upwards with delight. When Angel bit him again, his eyes flew open and captured Xander’s. “Alexander,” he choked out. “Oh, god. Kiss me!”
Xander sucked hard at William’s mouth, savoring the blood still oozing from Angel’s earlier nip. He chewed and suckled the lip. A sonorous growl from the demon riding Will vibrated through the blond’s body into his mouth and Xander clutched Will tighter in response.
Neither mortal could have said how often they came; their only means of keeping track lay in the number of times the sheets were changed. When Angel ran out of clean linen, they took to fucking on the floor, in the chairs and on the sofa--whatever space was available. When Xander was spent, he drifted into light slumber, his dreams punctuated by the untamed cries from his bedmates. He wore out more quickly than William although once the English lad was treated to the sight of Angel bending the boy over the back of the couch and fucking him, his balls thudding loudly against the boy’s arse. Or was that Alexander plowing Angel?
Finally, it was just the two of them, William fucking Alexander dreamily while the vampire watched from the shadows. The boy’s voice slipped from screams to murmurs to disjointed declarations of love. William was so happy; he thought his heart would break with the strain. And when the boy arched his back and bit at William’s neck in the throes of his orgasm, it was a thousand times better than it had ever been with Angelus.
William wasn’t sure how long that episode lasted, only that they both came continuously, coating the soiled sheets until they were slipping in their own juices. Alexander brought his fingers to William’s mouth, thickly coated with their combined semen, and gazed from beneath heavy eyelids as the blond licked each and every finger. Another jerk from Will’s cock and they both came, shuddering to a halt. Both lacked the energy or inclination to speak. They merely wrapped each other in their arms and slept.
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William stirred and blinked his eyes blearily. His entire body ached; even his toes seemed to hurt. Yet it was a delicious pain and a smile edged itself across his face as he recalled what was responsible for it. Shifting under the arm draped over his body, he encountered the relaxed, unconscious face of Alexander. He ran one finger over the warm cheek and watched the face twitch in unconscious response to his gesture.
The next moment, the eyelids blinked to reveal sleep-drenched chocolate brown eyes. “Mmm. M-morning.” Xander yawned mightily and then his eyes widened. “Oh shit. WILL?! You’re really here?”
“Yes, Alexander. Weren’t you expecting me?” William was a trifle hurt. Was this a case of morning-after regrets on Alexander’s part?
The next moment the boy dispelled his fears as he dragged William close and gave him a resounding kiss on the lips. “No! I mean, I thought maybe last night was a dream ‘cause I’ve had so many of them. But it was real and you’re really here and Angel’s--” He cut off when he realized that a very large vampire was conspicuous by his absence. “Hey, where’s Deadboy? Wasn’t he with us last night?”
William hadn’t realized until this moment that Angel was missing. He lifted his head and surveyed the room. The stained sheets had been removed and a clean blanket lain over the pair of them. Their clothes lay neatly folded on a nearby chair. “Indeed he was. But I spy no sign of him now.”
“Maybe he went out for breakfast goodies. I know I could eat,” Xander commented.
William stood and padded to the outside room. He squinted at the faint glow coming from behind the shaded windows. “Alexander, it’s daylight,” William pointed out to him. “Where could he have gone?”
The two boys dressed and cautiously explored the space. The rooms had been cleaned of all signs of their night’s debaucheries but the vampire was nowhere to be seen. Xander was beginning to be worried when William came in with a folded piece of paper in his hand. His face was wistful and sad at the same time and Xander’s worry turned to fear. “Will? What is it? You didn’t find a pile of dust with a suicide note beside it, did you?”
The English lad shook his head and mutely handed the note to the brunette. His fingers shaking slightly, the Scooby opened the paper. Written on it were three simple words:
Be happy. – Angel

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