"Isn't that..."
"I can't see anything." Then Anya continued nibbling on Xander's earlobe.
"That was... that was Ethan."
"Who's Ethan?" Not that she was really interested in it.
"Ethan!
I'm-an-English-bad-guy-and-my-one-pleasure-in-life-is-torturing-Giles
Ethan."
Anya still didn't look impressed.
"Hmm-why-not-endager-Ripper's-and-his-friends'-life Ethan!"
"Okay, so we know this guy. What's the problem?"
"We have to warn Giles."
"Don't you think he can deal with his friend alone?"
"It would help if he knew that there *was* something having to deal with."
"Okay, we can phone him."
They walked to a nearby phone, but even after Xander let it ring over a
dozen times, nobody picked it up.
"We have to find him."
"Xander!"
"He may be in trouble."
"And *you* want to rescue him."
"At least I can try to find him."
"No! What if Ethan's just waiting for that?"
"Then what do you suggest we do?"
"Call Buffy. Let her deal with it."
He picked up the receiver again and dialed Buffy's number.
"Hey Buff. Guess who I just saw? ... No. What would he do here? I thought
you were just friends. ... No, not Wesley. ... It's nobody from LA, okay!
... Think more European. ... One more hint: Ripper ... Yes. 'Oh my God'. ...
I have no idea. Anya and I were... out and I saw him. ... No, alone, but
very happy. ... I just tried, he's not picking up the phone. ... Okay, meet
you there." "No!" "That was just Anya. I'll be there in a couple of minutes.
Bye."
Anya hit him.
"Ouch. What was that for?"
"We are having a date!"
"And we also have a problem. Remember how part of being human is not only
caring about yourself? This the time for caring about *others*."
"Well, I care about *you*. Why do *you* go there? He's your *ex-librarian*
and you can't help him anyway."
"Why thank you."
She pouted. "You could be hurt."
"Sometimes things are more important than your own safety. We have to be
there for the ones we love."
"But you love me! And I worry so stay."
"Anya."
"Okay, go if you have to. I *don't* love Giles."
She gave him a last cold look and stormed off.
"Well, thanks for making me feel bad for putting a friend's life above a
date."
*~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~*
"Hey, where's Anya?"
"Let's not talk about that."
They carefully entered Giles' appartment.
"Giles? Giles, are you here?"
They heard a noise upstairs.
"Giles!"
Buffy ran up the stairs, closely followed by Xander.
"Don't come in, Buffy!"
"I saw Ethan!"
"Xander, thank God. Keep Buffy out."
"What?!"
"Stay where you are!"
"But-"
"Xander!!"
Buffy, who had hardly slowed down, was suddenly stopped by Xander's grip.
She turned to him, staying ready to go on though.
"What?"
"Maybe he... he's not alone."
She turned a little further to Xander then her eyes narrowed and she looked
up.
"Are you alone?"
"Yes, but don't come in!"
"What is wrong? Why can't we come in?"
"Xander can. But not you, Buffy, please."
Both Xander's and Buffy's eyes grew wider.
"Okay, Giles, I'm coming."
He went upstairs, but Buffy held him back.
"Hey! How come Xander can come in and I can't?"
"Buffy, please. I can explain another time. I'm fine. You don't have to
worry, although I appreciate you concern. You can go back home."
She still didn't seem convinced.
"Hey, I'll check on him and tell you if he's okay."
Buffy hesitated then nodded and let Xander go.
Xander went up the rest of the stairs and entered Giles' bedroom.
"Oh. My. God."
Giles lay in his bed, handcuffed to the headboard - totally naked.
"Everything all right up there?"
"Uh... sure Buff. You can go home. I... I'll deal with this."
"Deal with what?"
"It's nothing I can't manage."
"Yes, Buffy, I'm quite sure Xander is capable of handling it. You can really
go home now."
They heard a slight grumble then the footsteps of Buffy walking down again.
Xander turned his attention to Giles.
"Well, at least he didn't turn you into a demon this time."
Giles glared at him, which was intimidating even when he was naked.
"Okay, I don't suppose he left the keys."
Giles suddenly turned a deeper shade of red.
"What? He did? Where are they? In your collection of Pornos? Yeah, I found
them when... never mind. So where are they?"
Giles mumbled something.
"What?"
"They are tied to my... testicles."
Xander now, too, turned red.
"O-kay. No problem. I'll just... untie them and everything's fine."
He walked to the bed and climbed on top of it carfully kneeling next to
Giles.
"I'll just put this..."
He took Giles' penis and moved it aside, squeezing slighty, which caused the
Watcher to moan.
"Sorry."
"It's not your fault."
"No, I guess it's not. This is some kind of metal string. And there's a
lock. Where's the key to that?"
"I don't have it."
"Well, than we have a problem. You might want children in the future..."
"The underside."
"What?"
"Lift... it up."
Xander gently took the sac in his hand and suddenly felt something curious.
He didn't notice that Giles was biting his lip in order not to moan.
"Oh my."
On the underside the metal string was disentangled and the tiny threads were
interwoven into little knots.
"You mean I have to untie these to get this off."
Still biting his lip, Giles just nodded until Xander looked up at him.
"Everything all right."
"Yes, but do you think you could hurry."
Xander wondered why came out so strangled. Then he looked back to Giles'
groin and realized that he had begun to harden.
"Oh. Okay. I'll do my best, although my hands are bigger than Buffy's."
Giles' erection twitched, but Xander for once kept his comment to himself
and began the tedious task of freeing Giles from the string and thereby
getting to the key.
Giles tried to think of *anything*, but Xander's hands working on his
sensitive balls. Sports, boring Watcher entries, foreign languages he had
almost forgotten, beating Ethan into a bloody pulp (although that last one
wasn't necessarily a turn-off)... All to no avail. He kept getting harder
and harder. The fact that Xander, in his concentration, had begun biting on
his lip and licking it didn't exactly help. He looked so sweet, so lovable,
so kissable, so shaggable. Giles bit his lip to keep from moaning in
frustration and arousal. He was painfully hard and Xander wasn't even
halfway done.
He closed his eyes, wondering what he could do. He needed release so badly.
At this point it wouldn't take much. Maybe he could bring himself off just
by thinking of Xander's mouth around him - or Buffy's. All speculation came
to an end when he suddenly felt a hand around his almost bursting cock.
Giles' eyes flew open.
"I thought you might need to..."
Xander looked at him for a moment with his big chocolate eyes and when he
only saw surprise and not disgust, he lowered his head and took the tip of
Giles' penis in his mouth.
"OH GOD!"
Realizing that it would soon be over, Xander lowered his head and began
sucking, when suddenly Buffy burst in.
"What is-"
Xander looked at her, but sensing that Giles was almost there kept sucking.
Giles in turn was absolutely horrified, but there was no way on earth that
he could stop the massive climax that had been building in him.
"XANDER!"
Then he shot spurt after spurt of seed into Xander's mouth, bucking beneath
him.
Buffy stood frozen in a state of shock, terror and impossible arousal.
Xander began licking Giles clean and her eyes met those of her Watcher. Then
she looked back at Xander's mouth on and around Giles' penis and she licked
her lips.
Giles groaned involuntarily at this gesture.
"Okay, what is going on here?"
"Uh, Ethan is back."
"Xander told me so, but this doesn't exactly explain... this." She gestured
vaguely in direction of his groin.
"Ethan handcuffed me to the bed and the key is..."
"Here."
Xander took it in his hand. Buffy stepped closer.
"And how did you think giving him a blow job would turn the string lose?"
Xander lifted the testicles so that she could see the tiny threads, half of
which were by now disentangled. They both ignored Giles' hiss.
"Okay, we should finish this and get Giles free."
"W-we?"
"Come on. Xander has difficulties to hold a stake properly, I wonder how he
managed so much in this time. My hands will be much quicker."
Giles penis twitched, beginning to harden again at the mere thought of
Buffy's hands on him. But before he could even consider protesting, Buffy
had sat down  opposite Xander and taken matters in her hand - literally.
Buffy wasn't as gentle as Xander and when she cupped his balls Giles groaned
loudly. Xander watched them with fascination and amusement.
Giles was drenched in sweat now.
"Do you want some water?"
"Wh-? Yes please." Giles tore his eyes away from Buffy and smiled at Xander,
grateful for the distraction. The younger man smiled back and went
downstairs to fetch a glass of water.
When he came back, Giles was trying to take deep breaths. His eyes were
closed and his jaw clenched and unclenched whenever Buffy squeezed him.
Xander wondered whether Buffy just didn't know better or if she did it on
purpose.
Either way, the result was quite evident. Giles had an erection again.
Xander got on to the bed and when Buffy noticed him she gave him a
conspiratorial smile. His eyes grew wider for a second, then he smiled back
nervously.
"Giles, your water."
The watcher opened his eyes and after another deep breath smiled at Xander.
"Thank you."
Xander lifted the glass to Giles' mouth and held it up. Giles drank hastily
and some of the water spilled over. Xander stared along the trail it left.
When Giles was finished, Xander suddenly wiped away the water from Giles'
chest, then moved his finger to the corner of his mouth.
His eyes locked with Giles and then, instead of wiping the drops away with
his finger, he leaned forward and licked them away. Their lips only inches
apart, Xander looked at him silently asking for permission, until their
mouths suddenly fused in a passionate kiss.
Buffy had watched the exchange, and now a smile crossed her face. She
squeezed Giles' balls again and he groaned. Xander took the chance to put
his tongue in his mouth. Giles began sucking on it, and then in turn pushed
his tongue in Xander's mouth.
Xander's hand, meanwhile, wandered through Giles' chest hair slowly
downwards. Buffy, seeing this, worked a little faster.
She looked up when she heard Giles moan. His eyes were closed and Xander's
mouth was attached to his ear before he began suckling his way down Giles'
throat.
Then she saw that Xander's hand had found Giles' by now full erection. He
was stroking him, and Buffy licked her lips, trying frantically to
disentangle the last few threads.
Neither Giles nor Xander noticed when she was done. They were too busy
checking each other for wisdom teeth.
They also didn't notice when she got out of her clothes quietly and slowly
in order not to disturb them.
When she was fully naked, she watched them for a while before pulling
Xander's hand from Giles' hard shaft and gripping it herself.
The two men turned to her and she gave them a mischievous grin. Then she
lowered her face to Giles penis and flicked her tongue over the tip before
taking the head in her mouth.
Giles moaned loudly. "Buffy!"
She didn't stop or even look up, but just took the key and lifted it up to
them before beginning to suck Giles.
Xander watched her open-mouthed. Buffy was straddling Giles legs and was
beginning to rub herself against him. Her head was bobbing up and down on
Giles stiff rod and behind that he could see her breasts hanging down
invitingly.
Xander's admiration was stopped by Giles' shout.
"Xander!"
He turned to Giles.
"The key!!!"
Xander looked back to Buffy's mouth around Giles' firm penis, then up to her
hand that still held up the key. He quickly took it and hastily unlocked
Giles.
The moment his arms where free, he pulled Buffy away from his erection and
threw her onto the bed next to him. He kissed her, slipping his tongue into
her mouth without hesitation. His hands only briefly cupped her breasts then
went straight to her crotch. When he found her as wet as he imagined he
entered her in one swift stroke.
Buffy moaned against his mouth and at once began thrusting up to him.
They set a fast and hard rhythm, so engrossed in their passion that they
didn't notice that Xander was undressing now, too. When he was naked like
Buffy and Giles, he put his hand on Giles' back and leaned on top of him and
kissed his neck.
Giles had been fighting for control, surrounded by Buffy's warm tightness,
but now that he felt Xander's erection on his back any efforts were futile.
With an especially hard thrust he came shouting out.
After emptying himself inside her, he took a few breaths and began thrusting
again. Xander kept kissing his neck and shoulders, while his hand wandered
down Giles' back. He moved his hand between his buttocks and Giles parted
his legs without slowing down.
Xander smiled and massaged Giles' testicles. Then he slid his hand even
further to where they Buffy and Giles were joined. He could feel Giles' hot
seed seeping out of Buffy with each thrust and he took a generous amount on
his hand.
Then he used it to lubricate his hard cock.
Getting more of his lovers' juices he inserted a slippery finger into Giles.
The only indication that he even noticed was a moan. "Oh Xander."
Xander slipped another finger inside Giles, who kept thrusting into an
increasingly incoherent Buffy. The Slayer was writhing beneath her Watcher,
occasionally moaning his name in different variations.
Then Giles pushed even deeper and moaned so loudly that it caught Buffy's
attention. She looked up at him and saw that his head was tilted upwards and
his eyes closed. He had stopped thrusting and she wanted to wrap her legs
around him when she suddenly found the source of Giles' heightened (if that
was possible) ecstacy.
Xander was buried deep inside him. Not any longer with his fingers, but with
his cock.
Buffy wrapped her legs around both of them and she and Xander thrust both
against Giles until he was lost in a world of pure sensation.
"Oh God, oh God, oh God..."
He buried his head in Buffy's neck, which gave her a chance to see Xander's
face.
He was smiling down at her and she smiled back.
Looking at each other, they managed to time their thrusts even more
precisely and soon they felt that even though it was the third time Giles
couldn't hold back any longer. They gave up all attempts at control and
thrust as fast and hard as they could, both seeking Giles' closeness.
Then they came, Buffy kissing Giles' neck on the left, while Xander kissed
it on the other side.
They fell into one heap and after a few short breaths slid out of each
other.
They lay down next to each other, Buffy and Xander on either side of Giles.
He put his arms around his young lovers and pulled them towards him. They
snuggled into the Watcher, who was so exhausted that he nodded off
immediately.
"Xander?"
"Yes."
Their heads were both resting on Giles' chest.
"How long have you wanted to do this?"
"Exactly this or just him?"
"Him."
"I don't know. I wanted to be hugged by him from the beginning. Then came
fantasies of kisses and... pretty long I guess and you?"
"I'm not sure. The first time I admitted it to myself was after I found
Olivia in his appartment. But I've been having dreams since he saved my life
from Amy's Mom."
"Dreams?"
"Sexual dreams."
"I see. Anything interesting?"
She smiled.
"Why don't we wait till he's up to it again and I can show you?"

The END