Xander lay on the bed, with Giles on top of him.Ý They had decided it was best for him to be on top, as he was
the more slender of the two.

"You know, Giles, this would be easier without your balls hitting me in the face."

"You're the one who wanted to do this . I've never been particularly enamored of this position."Ý He resumed
the sucking in earnest.

Xander savored the feeling of his cock engulfed by the older man's mouth, and then devoted himself to the task
at hand (or, rather, mouth).Ý It was not easy to do; a bit like tickling yourself.

Giles paused momentarily, allowing himself to enjoy the feel of being sucked by Xander.Ý His hips bucked,
thrusting his cock further into the young man's throat.

"Grrrmmppppph!Ý Hrmmmpph!"

Giles pulled his cock from the mouth of his lover, who choked and coughed for several seconds.

"Giles .Ý Breathing good.Ý Ý Big British cock down myÝ throat bad."

"Sorry lover."Ý He nibbled the head of Xander's cock.

"Ooooh baby!"

Xander began to suck again.Ý The sucking, moaning, and pauses quickly grew repetitive, and his mind
wandered.Ý He was humming the third line of the Gilligan's Island theme when Giles noticed.

"Um, luv, it's a bit of an insult to hum sitcom themes while performing fellatio?"

"How do you know what theme I'm humming, Mr. Technophobe Book Loving Man?"

"Xander..."

"Yes?"

"Shut up and suck me."