Part One

Xander was awakened from a sound sleep by a cursing vampire with an English accent. It seems the chip in his head wasn’t enough to take away Spike’s ability to be an annoying nuisance.

"What’s the problem, Blondie? Scorch your blood again?" Xander snickered at his witticism.

"When I get this bloody chip out of me head…"

"Yeah, yeah, you’ll rip our still beating hearts out of our chests, blah, blah, blah." Xander could quote Spike threats in his sleep. Speaking of sleep- "What are you complaining about now, Spike?" Xander asked with sleep deprived weariness.

"This bleedin’ chair is lumpy and these ropes chafe," Spike muttered sullenly.

"You woke me up to complain about your accommodations?! Shut up and go back to sleep, Fangless." Xander fluffed his pillow and exaggeratedly telegraphed his intentions to go back to sleep.

"Oi, whelp! Don’t go back to sleep."

"Say goodnight, Spike."

"Boy, Pet, Xander!"

"Augh, what bleached wonder? It’s daytime, you are a vampire, aren’t you supposed to be snoring?"

"I don’t snore, whelp."

"Whatever, Spike. I’m tired; it’s been a long day-er night. I’m begging you, just go to sleep!" Xander listened to the quiet for a few heartbeats before starting to drop off again. Just as Xander relaxed his tense muscles Spike chose this moment to speak again.

"Fine, go to sleep, see if I tell you about the two hot blokes moving in next door." And the contrary vampire went to sleep with a smirk. Xander of course spent the rest of the time he was supposed to be sleeping trying to banish the thoughts racing through his head.

~Two hot blokes? What do they look like? What’s Spike’s idea of hot? Why did he tell me about them, I’m not gay! I have no interest in two cute-wait, he didn’t say cute. The Big Bad hot vampire would never say cute. Wait, Spike’s not hot. Why did I say Spike is hot? I don’t think Spike is sexy. He’s an annoying bleached-blonde menace. He isn’t an adorable vampire at all. See? Most important, he’s a vampire! A - I vant to suck your blood - complete with fangs and brow ridges, monster. I wonder what it feels like to be bit? Is it part of vampire foreplay? Oh my god, I’ve gone from thinking I just might have an attraction to guys to lustful thoughts about a MALE vampire~ Xander’s tumultuous thoughts continued to badger him as the sun began to set and Xander’s ‘day’ started once again.

Xander woke up feeling like some of his confusion had cleared. Okay so he might like guys. That was a little wiggy but he’s an adult and if he wants to explore his sexual preferences then no harm done, right? But not actual sex. After what happened with Uncle Ray he wasn’t ready for a physical relationship. And certainly not a physical relationship with a vampire. Not even an adorable, snarky chipped vampire with a sexy British accent. Okay, no more thoughts about the cute undead guy tied to a chair. And wasn’t that a disturbing image? Xander shuddered as he quickly got dressed. Visiting the new neighbors seemed an innocent enough male bonding activity. For a very brief moment he thought about inviting Spike. It was an extremely short moment.

‘Going out for a bit, Fangless. Don’t chew through the ropes while I am gone.’ Xander scotch taped the note to the sleeping vamp’s chest and he was on his way. He approached the house next door with a spring in his step, secure in his new knowledge about himself. Okay, so he wasn’t ready to jump on a cute guy. At least he could admit guys were hot and handle some gay conversation. Whatever that meant! Of course just because two guys moved in together didn’t mean they were gay…

Xander was so deep in thought he was caught flat-footed when the door in front of him opened abruptly. His eyes met a pair that looked remarkably like the bleached wonder’s. He had sandy curls and was dressed in a white Adidas t-shirt and cut-offs. His feet were bare.

"Yes?"

"Hi, I’m Xander. I live next door to you." He gave a patent pending Xander grin

The suspicious look changed to a welcoming smile and he was escorted inside.

"Hi, I’m Josh. Michael and I just moved in."

"Michael is your, um, roommate? I have a roommate too. His name is Spike. Well actually his name is William but everyone calls him Spike. He can be really annoying but he’s okay sometimes. Well most of the time he’s pretty cool but-"

"Actually, Michael is my lover." The soft laughter cut into the Xander babble.

"Oh."

"Is that a problem?"

"No, no, just I kinda only figured out recently, very recently, I might be gay and I don’t know why I just told you that!" Xander blushed.

"Ah, I see, you just fell out of the closet, " this was said with a distinctly Spike-like smirk that made Xander a lot more uncomfortable than when Spike did it.

"Well, not really, kinda, yeah I guess so."

"Michael will be back in a couple of hours. He had some errands to run."

"Oh… maybe I should come back later?" Xander has no concrete reason, but the thought of being alone with Josh is really bothering him. He’s not sure why, the guy seems nice enough. Maybe it’s leftover wiggins from his recent soul-searching. Deciding that’s it, he tries to relax.

"I was just watching a little TV, would you like to join me?"

"Well, I am off work today and since my roommate is asleep and I have nothing else to do-sure, okay." Despite his earlier conviction that he was being silly and the pleasant conversation he’s engaged in now, he’s feeling increasingly nervous. He hasn’t felt this uncomfortable since his uncle told him it was okay for adult male relatives to initiate the youngsters into sex. That little scenario lasted until he found out the truth as a teenager. He never went ‘all the way’ but Xander figured if he hadn’t wised up it would have gone that far. Suddenly he realized what was scaring him. Josh had scooted closer and closer until Xander was practically in his lap. He had grown into a well-developed young man and was far from small, but Josh was a few inches taller and quite a bit more massive.

"Um, Josh, I don’t want to accuse you of anything but you are sitting a little close for my comfort." The last thing Xander expected was what happened next. Josh abruptly leaned over and started mouthing Xander’s crotch. "Josh, I’m not comfortable with this. You have a lover. I am a one woman-er man guy. I JUST realized I might like guys."

"Xander, relax, I just want to introduce you to the lifestyle you have chosen."

"Please, Josh, I don’t want this."

"Now, I know I can make you feel good, you have never even tried it. Trust me."

"Please, no." Xander is thrown back in time. Josh continues his ministrations on Xander’s cloth covered member and Xander feels all the strength leave his body. Ceasing, Josh takes Xander’s hand and tugs an unresponsive man-child into the bedroom. He doesn’t seem to notice or care that Xander is no longer with him. He continues a one-way conversation with the unusually silent Xander.

"Let’s just take off your pants and underwear. Lay down on the bed for me. Good boy. Lift your hips so I can pull your jeans down. You are so cooperative! It’ll be okay, I can make this feel really good."

Xander can’t hear all the myriad comments; his mind is long gone. He’s back with his Uncle Ray and his will to fight is gone. He is a limp rag doll. Josh leans over the silent form and takes his cock in his mouth. He licks up and down the veined shaft like he’s tasting a particularly good lollipop. With one hand he opens a jar of lube sitting on the bedside table. Dipping in a finger he circles the rosy opening between Xander’s nether cheeks and attempts to slip the finger in. Xander’s cock, which had started to become erect, flags a bit. But Xander still doesn’t respond. This doesn’t deter Josh and soon he has Xander ready for him. Suddenly a faint, "No, no, no" can be heard coming from the limp form under Josh. He ignores this and starts trying to force his way in regardless. The no’s increase in volume as the pain level increases. Finally Josh seems to take notice and he ceases his unsuccessful attempt to penetrate Xander.

"It’s okay, sweetie, we can try again another time. Let me take the sting away."

The affectionate words are obscene against what almost happened. When Josh stopped his attempt Xander was once again the rag doll. Josh’s mouth soon brought him to orgasm despite a lack of response from the man himself. He patted Xander on the thigh and proceeded to re-dress him.

Xander continued to be silent and in his own little world as he unlocked the door to his basement hideaway. "Oi, whelp, close the bloody door! You are letting the sunlight in! Boy, Xander, what’s the matter with you?? Close the door!"

Snapping back into himself, Xander suddenly closed the door and then promptly slid down it. All Spike could hear was Xander saying over and over, "I didn’t want it."