Title: SPIKE AND XANDER AT THE GYM.
Author: Ditto – Spikette.
Disclaimer: All hail Joss Whedon to whom all these characters belong; Luv ya Joss.
Rating: NC-17 because it’s naughty boys.  My first slash! 
Warning: M/M 
Feedback: Even flames are better than nothing.
Pairing: Spike/Xander. 
Archiving: Of course!
Timeline: Season 5.
Summary: Spike and Xander get worked up, er, I mean Spike and Xander get a workout!! 
This fic is for AllForSlashWorld@yahoogroups.com  I’m Team Angel, yay go team!. 
DEDICATION: For GioGio, who was sad about her team and the World Cup.

SPIKE AND XANDER AT THE GYM

BY

DITTO - SPIKETTE

Xander was finished for the day.  Now for the gym.  He packed up and headed out.  The construction job was working out well for him, regular money, a good routine, he was feeling all the better for it.  He was looking better for it too.

He fetched admiring glances as he entered the gym, which conveniently was on his way home.  Anya didn’t know that was where he went every evening after his work was done.  He just told her he finished an hour later than he did.  It was his little secret.  Anya benefitted by it, he kept her happy in the sack and though Xander professed to be straight, he'd get a throbbing hard-on at least once a day from looking at fellow construction workers and when he got to the gym, wow, it was permanent wood.

He was carving for himself a beautiful body and with his black hair and treacle eyes he knew he was fancied by some of the ‘boys’ at the gym.  His chest, legs and belly were becoming hard and muscled and his buns were square, hard and marble.  He went to get changed and admired himself in the mirror; he stood sideon and looked at his cock, jutting out well away from his body.  He nodded his head, yeah, nothing there to be ashamed of.

“Well, well, well, look at the body beautiful” a snarky voice interrupted his happy thoughts.  Xander felt he must have jumped a foot into the air.  He held his hand to his chest as he gasped for breath.  “You…you… frightened the life out of me…”  Spike laughed and lit up a cigarette.

Xander made a futile gesture “You can’t….health club….”  He was still too taken aback to make much of an effort at chastisement though and anyway, he knew the vampire of old, he wasn’t going to take any damned notice, chip or no chip.

“What you doing ‘ere then, whelp” Spike drew in a deep lungful of smoke.  “None of your business Spike” replied Xander, regaining some of his equilibrium.  “I could ask the same of you” he pointed out.

“Yeah, s'pose so … nowt to do, thought I’d hang about ‘ere a bit, until the Bronze opens” said the bleached blond vampire conversationally as he took a seat on the bench.  He settled back, cigarette hanging from his lip and his hands behind his head and eyed Xander appreciatively.

Xander felt himself colour up, realising for the first time since Spike had entered the changing room, that he was bollock naked.  He grabbed a towel and held it in front of his family jewels.  It was a hand towel and only just did the job.  Spike couldn’t take his eyes off the lad; who would have thought he would have been so well endowed?  Hidden treasures….

“Er, hadn’t you better get changed then, if you’re here to work out?” Xander asked the vampire nervously.  He didn’t know why he was almost stammering, something about the longing in his former enemies eyes.  He’d seen that look on some of the guys in the gym, when they watched him lifting weights.  Xander knew he presented an attractive package.

“Yeah, s'pose” but Spike made no move, in fact he drew deeply on his cigarette again and continued to look at Xander, rarely raising his eyes above waist level.  Xander didn’t know what to do for the best and in the end thought to hell with it and let the towel drop.

He changed quickly into his gym attire, but could feel the vampire’s eyes on his body.  He threw a nonchalant “See you later then” and made his way through the double doors and out into the main body of the gym.  He was still shaking inside from his encounter with the prince of cool.

Spike followed him out however, after first stomping his cigarette out on the floor of the changing room.  He remained dressed as usual, duster and all.  Xander looked back and thought that any minute Eric the owner of the establishment would question Spike regarding his intentions.

When Eric did emerge from the office though he just greeted Spike like a long lost friend and sauntered off to the cycling machines.  Spike grinned at Xander where he was standing by the weights and said “We go way back.”

Xander frowned and decided to ignore Spike, he was so damned annoying and made Xander nervous in this environment.  With the Scoobs and in a cemetery, even at the Bronze Xander would have known how to react to the vampire; but here on unfamiliar territory he was completely thrown.  The bleached blond menace had him at a loss.

Spike watched Xander all the while he was exercising and working out.  He never took his eyes off him.  When the youngster could take it no longer he made his way back to the changing room, even though his hour wasn’t up.  He was too tense under such scrutiny to enjoy himself as he usually did.  More sweat than usual was pouring off him and his heartbeat was accelerated.

Spike followed him close behind and when Xander paused to collect a towel for the shower, the vampire was so close behind he bumped right into him.  Xander turned with almost a growl and Spike spread his hands in a placating gesture and said “Sorry mate” with a disarming grin.  He was enjoying the boy’s discomfiture and listened to his heartbeat with pleasure.  The blood was singing in his veins and it was music to Spike’s ears.

Xander didn’t know what to make of him; the quicker he showered and got back to Anya the better for him.  He got in the shower and when the spray hit his body he started to relax.  He was shampooing his hair, when he got soap in his eyes and quickly reached for the towel which he had flung over the top bar. 

He couldn’t reach it, but couldn’t face opening his eyes.  He hated water and soap in his eyes; it was just too uncomfortable.  All of a sudden the towel was in his hand and he quickly dabbed and opened his eyes to see what was happening. 

He nearly fell over when he saw a naked Spike stood next to him.  “Thought you might like some company mate” he grinned.  “Pass us the sponge.”  He reached out to Xander who jumped back with a yelp.  Spike laughed “What’s up whelp? Don’t worry I won’t bite you” he leered and then leant forward conspiratorially “Unless you want me to that is” he said in a throaty whisper.  “No, nope, nah, no biting, no” panicked Xander.  “Anyway you can’t….the chip…”  “I can if you want me to” Spike told him with an endearing smile.

“No, no, definitely not, I don’t want you to, never, no, no biting, why would I want you to bite me, no, that’s ridiculous” Xander stammered out.  “Me thinks you protesteth too much my lad” Spike reached for the soap and sponge which were on the tray behind Xander and the boy felt a delicious shudder run down his body at the feel of the vampire so near him, skin to wet skin.

Spike began to wash himself all over and Xander forgot about himself and stood admiring the vampire’s lithe body.  He was soooo beautiful.  Alabaster skin and beautiful muscle tone.  The bastard didn’t have to work at it though did he? Xander thought spitefully, he was going to be beautiful for ever.  Don’t even know why he was at the gym ‘ … and definitely not going to enquire.’

As the vampire bent over to soap his lower legs Xander took a sharp indrawn breath which Spike heard of course.  The vampire grinned to himself, but continued to soap himself up.  On straightening, the two looked eye to eye and Xander was first to back down.  He turned and busied himself under the spray.

Spike gave a broad smile and turned away.  He didn’t want to freak the lad and so they were now back to back, covered in soap suds and both sporting hard-ons any man or vamp would be proud of.  Xander avoided eye-contact with Spike, willing him to just finish up and leave which Spike of course had no intention of doing.  “Want me to wash your back luv?”

“NO, no, I’m … er…gonna use the loofah” stammered Xander.  “No need for that pet, I’m here, let me” and with that Spike gently began to soap Xander’s back, starting with the shoulders and working his way down.  It was more of a massage really and Xander felt all the tensions of the day fleeing from his muscles as the vampire worked his dexterous digits down his spinal column. The physical contact between the two was electric and Xander had to bite back a moan at the feel of Spike’s hands on him, pushing, kneading, digging gently into his muscles relaxing him.

When Xander could stand it no longer, he felt he was going to shoot his load up the shower wall if the vampire didn’t remove his hands from his body, he said “Thanks…thanks…that’s enough…thanks..”  “Okay pet, any time.”  Xander hurriedly grabbed his towel and left the shower, making a beeline for the bench to sit and cover his manhood with the towel in a vain attempt to hide his condition from Spike.

The vampire however had no such qualms, he had no towel either.  He strode from the shower stall with his erection proudly jutting forward; well away from his body.  Xander stared.  Spike came ever nearer to the boy until his protuberance was almost eye level and then reached down and lifted the boys’ chin.  “Catching flies are you mate?” he laughed.  Xander could feel the colour suffuse his face.  The bastard!  He hated him, he could always make him feel small with his snarky comments.  He was still hard for him though under the towel, more so in fact since he had seen him up close and personal.

Xander lifted his hand to point at Spike’s penis “Er…?”  “What?” said Spike, looking down worriedly.  “It looks..different” explained Xander.  “What?  Oh yeah, well, I’m English aren’t I and way older than you; still got all my bits!” grinned Spike conversationally.  Xander thought I can’t believe I’m at the gym discussing genitalia with Spike.  “You mean …?”  “Yeah, it’s a foreskin.  Want to have a play with it?”  “NO..no playing..I don’t want to..no..why would I?”  Spike laughed even harder “Okay pet, don’t have a cow, only asking, being polite like.”

After that silence reigned; Spike pinched somebody’s towel and the pair rubbed themselves dry. Spike automatically turned to rub Xander’s back while the boy’s eyes lifted in surprise.  Xander then thought what the blazes and turned to do the same for Spike who then wrapped his towel around his waist, sat down on the bench and lit up again.

Xander frowned, standing there holding his towel loosely in front of him.  His cock was still hard and becoming quite painful.  He needed to be alone, give himself some relief and also, he had other things to do.  He looked at the vampire with what he didn’t realise was a very pleading expression.  “Yeah mate, anything else I can do for you?” 

“Why aren’t you going? Why aren’t you getting dressed? Why are you still here?” Xander asked bluntly.  “What’s this?  Twenty bleedin’ questions?” Spike drew in another lungful of smoke.  “I’m not in any hurry, Bronze not open for a bit yet.”  He looked at the boy who stared back at a loss.  “Listen pet, why don’t you tell me what’s on your mind?”  Xander stood for a second or two longer and then said abruptly “Sore ass!”

Spike coughed up a lungful of smoke as Xander hurried to clap him on the back.  “What!?” Spike asked, tears in his eyes from the coughing.  He tried hard not to laugh, he didn’t want to upset Xander, he looked rather fragile.  “I’ve got a sore ass right!  Nothing to bitch about, though well actually it is, hurts like the very devil if I don’t put this cream on it” the boy held up a tube of prescription cream he retrieved from his bag under the bench.

“You need to leave, so I can put some on; I have to be a bit of a contortionist” Xander explained to the spluttering vampire.  Spike stood and said “Well pet, I won’t ask you how you got a sore ass” and held up his hand as Xander started to bluster….  Spike put on a serious face “Fella’s private life is his own affair…”  Xander blustered some more.  “I know you’re straight and all, so I’ll cast no aspersions, but I think you should let me help you with that.”  He took the tube from Xander where he stood stupefied with embarrassment.

The vampire thought he was a fruit!  He was mortified.  How dare he…..but then Xander had been beginning to wonder himself whether he was…well, not gay, but at least bi.  He loved to watch Spike surreptitiously when they were working with the Scoobs and when researching at the Magic Shop.  The vampire was delicious to look at and Xander would never have admitted it openly to himself, but the boy jacked off to thoughts of Spike at least once a day, whether he was getting it on with Anya or not.

It was Spike’s beauty that had inspired Xander to go to the gym in search of a body beautiful in the first place.  He longed to be as lithe as Spike who’s attraction for both sexes was undeniable.  He was the picture of manly health, albeit a bit on the pale side.  He was physical perfection personified.  Xander continued to gaze at the vampire, his thoughts displayed on his face for all to see if they were there to look.  Spike gave him a genuine smile and reached up to touch his cheek.  “Come on pet, bend over for Spikey.”  Xander gulped. 

Xander turned and bent over.  “Mmmm” said Spike, smacking him lightly on the ass “Looks good...real good."  Had Spike’s macho swaggering attitude been a fraud all along wondered Xander.  No he thought, it was well known that vampires swung both ways.  He’d read all about it in Giles’s books, the ones the British man thought he’d hidden well away.

“So pet, been having a bit of trouble with the ol’ derriere have you?” asked Spike.  Xander muffled from where his head was bent over his knees, “Yeah, the doc said my ass was too tight or something.”  A thrill ran through Spike on hearing those words.  His cock became even more hard if that were possible.  It twitched and brushed against Xander’s thigh.  Xander jumped.

“Sorry pet, sometimes it has a mind of it’s own.”  “S’okay” meeped Xander from down below.  Spike read the label on the tube saying “Never heard of this, must be antiseptic or something.  It’ll cool your butt anyways.  Now hold still while I …..”

Spike squirted some cream onto his fingers.  “S’funny colour pet” he said.  “Yeah” said Xander  “Doesn’t stain though.”  “I’m real glad about that” answered Spike, eyeing the fluorescent blue cream gingerly.  Spike looked at Xander’s glorious ass and then advised him “Just put one foot up on the bench, it’ll make it easier for me to ….”

Xander did as Spike asked, placing his left foot on the bench, spreading his cheeks wide open.  Spike took his slicked index finger and aimed it at Xander’s tight rosy aperture.  Xander jumped at the feel of the cool cream.  “S’okay pet, I won’t hurt you” the vampire soothed.  “Yeah well, careful…I’m a virgin” joked the boy.  “Many a true word spoken in gest” murmured Spike as he slid his finger gently into Xander who hissed a bit.

“That okay pet?” Spike asked him,  “Yeah, better much, the cream’s cooling.  Could you put some more up there?” Xander asked shyly.  “Course pet, no problemo, just hold on a tick.”  Spike squeezed more cream onto his fingers and then expertly pushed two fingers ever so slowly and worked them around.  Xander moaned deeply. 

“Not hurting you am I?” asked Spike.  “No, no, s’nice, more please” Xander’s teeth gripped his bottom lip.  He didn’t know which was more soothing, the cool cream or the vampire’s cool fingers.  The feel of Spike’s fingers in his ass was amazing and the vampire kept touching him somewhere inside that was sending tremors down his legs and out his damn toes.  What the hell was that?

Spike continued to gently probe and rotate his fingers inside the boy and felt the human’s balls swelling back into his palm.  Blood was rushing to the area making the veins thick and Xander spread his cheeks wider still as Spike went to work on him.  “Spike” Xander groaned “That feels really good.”  “I know pet” Spike assured him “S’gonna feel better yet later.”  Xander moaned again, but found the breath to rejoinder “Is that a threat or a promise?”  “Oh a promise most certainly” the vampire replied.

‘Christ’ thought Spike, ‘I’m gonna cum myself at this rate.’  The feel of Xander’s tight hot channel on his fingers was responsible for the pre-cum glistening on the end of Spike’s cock.  The vampire didn’t think he had ever been so hard.  His cock was bobbing about like nobody’s business, throbbing and standing up proud.  It was turning purple before his very eyes and now it was the vampires turn to groan.

“Spike, Spike, I’m gonna…Spike”  Xander groaned “S’okay pet, let it come” Spike soothed the youngster who, when Spike reached around and grasped his cock, screamed and came all over the vampire’s hand.  His cock spurting and spurting until Xander was drained of liquid and energy both.  Spike pulled him back against his body, cuddling and murmuring to him.  Xander felt boneless and as though he’d never come before in his short life.  That had been exquisite.  Jeez, maybe Spike could come round and teach Anya a few things? 

Xander turned and faced Spike and the pair looked at one another, no holds barred.  Spike’s throat was dry from lusting after the boy and Xander was now the one who looked confident.  He pulled Spike in for a deep embrace and the vampire relaxed into him, putting his arms around his waist and snuggling his face into Xander’s shoulder. 

“Glad I could be of service pet” he murmured into Xander’s soft skin.  “What does it feel like to be fucked in the ass?” Xander came out with baldly.  Spike looked up and laughed “Not one for the tender moments are you?”  “Well, I mean, it doesn’t hurt does it? Much?” the boy looked hopeful.  He reached down and grabbed Spike’s throbbing cock “You’re very big, I don’t think I could take it all.”  Spike was delirious at Xander’s words, but tried to act his ever present cool.  “Think we should give it a go then, we could always stop if you don’t like it?” he asked from under lowered lashes.

“Let’s put a towel on the floor” suggested Xander and Spike watched in amazement as he did just that and lay down waiting meekly for Spike to join him.  Spike needed no further encouragement.  He got right down there with Xander saying “I can rest on you if you’ll just raise yourself up a bit.”  He pulled Xander’s legs over his shoulders, making sure they were both comfy.

Xander spread himself as open as he could and Spike’s cock fell against his asshole.  “Look at the size of that thing, will it feel good in me, like your fingers?” Xander asked Spike with slight trepidation.  Spike growled huskily “It’ll feel even better pet, it’ll solve your little problem.” 

Spike pushed fingers into Xander and slowly squeezed Xander’s thickening manhood.  “Um, yeah, keep doing that, please yeah Spike” said Xander closing his eyes.  He was hard again now and getting harder by the minute as Spike caressed and teased him.  Spike then tugged his fingers from Xander’s hole and said “I’m big for you now Xan, keep your cheeks spread so I can watch myself slide in.”

“Ready Xan” he hissed at the dark haired human who had sweat dripping from his forehead.  A slight tinge of fear emanated from him, making him even more desirable to Spike.  His heart was thudding in his chest making the blood roar around his body, a great part of it settling in his cock.  “Yes, Spike, do it, just do it” he entreated the blond.

Xander wasn’t even aware of the hard floor under his body, he entire being was concentrated on the hard cock pushing against him.  He winced as Spike thrust towards him, urging his cock into his tightness.  “Worst part’ll be over pet, once I get the head in, try and relax.”  Spike pushed again and his cock slid in. 

Spike stopped to allow Xander to get used to the welcome protrusion.  Spike gentled Xander’s balls for a second or two “Nice pair you got there pet, don’t think I’ve ever seen bigger.”  “Yeah thanks for the compliment Spike” said Xander between gritted teeth and Spike grinned largely.  Even in the throes of passion the boy never lost his sense of irony.

Spike thrust deeper into Xander and they both groaned.  Inch by inch Spike pushed into him until he was there to the hilt.  Xander was panting, quick shallow breaths fuelled by desire.  Spike started to rock into him.  “Yes Spike, more, please Spike” low groans and entreaties poured from the boy’s lips urging Spike on.  “Fuck me Spike, yeah like that” Spike was amazed and couldn’t believe this was Xander’s first time.  He thrust into the boy, ever deeper.  His balls were burning white heat and he knew he wouldn’t be able to last much longer.

Xander’s asshole was devouring his cock;  taking it whole, no mean feat as Spike was not small in that department.  Xander screamed and bucked sending Spike into deliriums of delight, his cock slamming into him repeatedly until they both screamed their orgasm, the sound reverberating off the shower walls.  “Jesus H. Christ” groaned Spike from where he had fallen against Xander’s chest.  “Yeah and then some” said Xander pulling Spike in for their first kiss. 

They lay on the floor tangled in the towel.  Xander a ball of sweat and cum, with Spike stroking and fondling him.  The vampire lavished affection on the dark haired young man;  his cool attitude gone for now.  He wiped the sweat from Xander’s face and kissed his face, neck and shoulders.  Xander stroked Spike’s  hair, which he was amazed to find was soft to the touch.

Spike lifted his head slightly off Xander’s chest “Your ass feel okay now Xan?” he asked him with a grin.  “Yeah, bit sore though, next time it’ll be okay” the brunette assured the blond.  Spike met Xander’s eyes.  “There’s gonna be a next time?” the vampire asked his voice and face without guile.  “Sure thing, I’m here every night after work” grinned Xander “Gotta keep the old pecs toned, doncha know and anyway s’gonna be turn and turn about isn’t it?”  Spike’s amazingly blue eyes lit up “We’re agreed then pet, same time tomorrow?”  “Yeah” they spoke in unison.

The End