It had been a week since Xander had first come for his visit with Cordy. He was still staying with Doyle at his apartment. It had been nice getting to know Doyle better and catching up with Cordy. He knew that the two of them liked each other a lot but for some reason, Cordelia just wouldn't own up to it. He hoped they got a clue soon and quit dancing around each other.

Xander had spent several hours with Angel in his apartment, where he kept some training stuff and the vampire had taught him some moves. Xander was a quick study, to Angel's amazement and where he may have lacked in grace in some part he made up with in raw enthusiasm.

Angel had been teaching Xander some new moves one afternoon when they decided to take a break, and while Angel got himself a cup of blood, Xander reached in and grabbed one of Cordelia's bottled waters. As Angel heated up the blood, Xander went in and sat down on the living room couch. "That was a great workout, Deadboy. So when do we actually start sparring, cause I think I might be ready to try some moves out on you."

"Pretty soon, if you call me Deadboy again," Angel threatened good-naturedly. He was surprised to find that he had enjoyed having the boy around.

"Sorry, bad habit. Shutting up now."

Before Angel could answer him, Doyle came bounding down the stairs. "Guys, guess what? I've got a date with Princess tonight. Well, actually, we're going to that club over on Vine with you two, if you're willing to go, but I would consider it a date being as she accepted my invitation without knowing if you all were going or not - that would make it an almost date wouldn't it?"

"You have definitely been spending too much time with Xander. You're starting to not make any sense." Angel told the excited half demon.

"I think he's saying that he asked Cordy if she wanted to go out with all of us to this club, and since she said yes without knowing whether anyone else was going; he considers that a sort of date and to that I would have to agree, wouldn't you Angel?" Xander babbled.

"Oh, yes, that makes it so much more clearer. What the hell are you two talking about? What club?"

"You remember Angel man, the Club D'Oblique." Doyle said as if that answered all of Angel's questions.

"Glad to have that cleared up," Angel muttered. "Doyle, you do recall I'm a vampire don't you?"

"Well, yeah, I had noticed. So? Didn't vampires have fun back in your day?"

"Yeah, if we went in there to kill and maim. Count me out. I'm going to sit here and read a good book. You all go on ahead and I'll see you some time tomorrow, if you're not too tired from all that dancing and drinking."

"Count me out too," Xander answered. "I didn't bring any clothes with me for clubbing. Kinda wasn't in the partying mood when I packed and all."

"You can borrow something of mine," Angel offered, before he realized he was. "There are quite a few things in there and I never really feel like wearing them. You and I are almost the same size."

"You sure you don't mind?" Xander asked. When Angel shook his head no, the boy got up and made his way to Angel's bedroom.

"That was nice of you to lend him some of your clothes." Doyle told Angel when Xander was out of earshot.

"Not really. I just knew that Cordelia would make him come with you all whether or not he had any clothes to wear for clubbing as he called it. And believe me when I say, even though his tastes in clothes has improved, I would be saving the people of this city in the long run."

They heard Cordelia making her way down the stairs. "Are you guys ready to go yet. Geez, I'm the only female in this little party and I've been ready to go for 10 minutes now."

"Sorry Princess, I just told the guys about the club. I gave you a couple of hours leeway because you always like to doll yourself up. Angel doesn't want to go and isn't that a big surprise. But Xander's in the other room getting ready." Doyle replied.

"You left Xander Harris in your room with your clothes and you're not afraid? Well, it will take me another 20 minutes to get him ready when he does come out. I was always having to redress him when we were dating." When she saw the other two men look at her she sighed. "Not like literally, dummies."

Thirty minutes later, Xander reappeared in the room. Everyone turned to see what he had chosen and were shocked to see how good he looked. He had on a tight, white long sleeved shirt and black dress pants. When he saw everyone looking at him, he suddenly felt embarrassed. "Don't I look alright? O.K. Cordy, time to make some switches, like you used to. Oh, and Angel I borrowed your shower, I hope you don't mind but I was sort of sweaty and all."

"No switches, Xander, you look great." Cordy smiled at him.

"Yeah, you do. Maybe I better change." Doyle said looking down at his dark green pullover and brown khakis.

"You all look great. And no problem on the shower, we wouldn't want you to go out all smelly and everything. Now time to head out and have fun." Angel said brusquely. He didn't like the way he felt when he looked at Xander. He had actually been ogling the guy. What was up with that? "But remember," he told them before they left. "No bar fighting and definitely do not go home with someone that will eviscerate you."

"Is this like the parent speech that vampires give their childer or something? Cause got to say Angel, it's kinda creeping me out."

"I'll explain on the way. Let's get cracking boys." Cordelia marched the men up the stairs, waving to Angel as they left.

When they had gotten to the club, Xander had urged Cordelia and Doyle to dance while he went to the bar. He knew that Doyle wanted some time with Cordy one on one and he didn't want to get in the way. Besides, it gave him some time to look around and get the feel of the place. Maybe he would get lucky and meet someone interesting. Not that he hadn't had fun with the others, it was just that he was feeling sort of lonely and needed to have some fun on his own, like he had back in Oxnard. Well, minus the stripping of course.

He had just gotten a beer and was getting ready to go back to their table when he felt a tap on his shoulder. He turned around to see the man he had noticed in Oxnard standing in front of him. Oh, my gosh. What was he going to say? Nothing at the moment, it seemed since drooling and talking at the same time was such bad manners. The man in question was looking better than he remembered wearing a light blue shirt and gray slacks that fit him perfectly. The blue shirt brought out his blue eyes, Xander thought just before the man started talking.

"Don't I know you from somewhere?" He asked, looking Xander up and down appreciatively. "If I recall correctly, last time I saw you, you weren't wearing this much."

Xander blushed. "Well, when you're stripping they don't exactly mean for you to wear this many clothes...that's why it's called stripping...you know less clothes and all...yeah I guess you saw me in Oxnard." Xander babbled. "My name's Xander Harris, by the way."

"Lindsey McDonald," the man replied holding his hand out for Xander to shake. Xander nervously took his hand and shook it, hoping his palms weren't as sweaty as he thought they were at this very moment. "So, Xander Harris of Oxnard, what are you doing in the big city?"

"Oh, I'm not from Oxnard. I just stayed there a few months, while I was getting my car repaired. The stripping job was just long enough to pay for the repairs and then I headed home to Sunnydale. That's where I'm from. I'm here in L.A. visiting a few friends for awhile."

"Well, from what I saw it probably didn't take you that long to make the money you needed to repair your car unless it needed to be junked and you had to buy a new one." Lindsey said with a glint in his eyes.

Xander felt himself blushing once again and wondered if he would ever be as cool and confident as the man standing in front of him. Probably like never, he told himself. "Uh, thanks, I think." he finally managed to get out. "So what are you doing in the city?"

"I live here. I'm an attorney." Lindsey told him. "Would you like to have a drink with me?"

"Sure, I'd love to." Xander replied. He wanted to pinch himself to see if he was dreaming, but he knew it would look too dorky to try. The two of them walked to a secluded table in the corner that was unoccupied, and took a seat. They slowly drank their beers, as they started to talk. They were so immersed in their conversation that they didn't realize they had been there for two hours when Doyle came up to the table.

"Sorry to interrupt, Xander, but we're leaving. Do you want to come with or what?" Doyle asked eyeing the newcomer. He and Cordelia had been dancing and when they went to find Xander, he had disappeared. At first concerned, they had looked around the club until they had seen him chatting with the blonde. When Cordelia had made a move to go over and snoop, Doyle had made her stay away, telling her that Xander looked like he was having a good time and didn't need to be disturbed.

He and Cordelia both knew that Xander was questioning his sexuality and by the looks of the men's body language as they talked to each other, Doyle had figured that Xander had decided to answer that question. Well, good for him. He just wanted to make sure that this guy was good enough for Xander. When Cordelia had gone to the restroom, he had made his way across the dance floor to tell Xander that they were going to leave and hopefully to keep Cordelia from giving this guy the third degree.

"Thanks, Doyle but I think I'm going to stay for a little while longer," Xander answered looking at the blonde and then back at Doyle. "Matter of fact, don't wait up for me. I might be awhile."

"Oh, okay," Doyle didn't know what to say to this. He knew Angel would kill him if he let anything happen to Xander, and he didn't even know this guy's name. Maybe he should have let Cordelia come with him. By now, she would have had the man's entire history. "Well, have fun with... oh by the way I didn't get your name.

"Lindsey McDonald." the blonde answered. "And you would be---?"

"Doyle. I'm Xander's friend. He's staying with me while he's here in L.A." He was just about to question Lindsey further when he saw Cordelia coming out of the bathroom. "Well, I guess I'll see you at home, Xander. Nice meeting you, Lindsey."

"You too." Lindsey responded, turning his attention back to Xander. Doyle glanced at the two men again, and then with a wave to Xander he went to intercept Cordy. Xander watched him go and then turned back to see Lindsey looking at him intently. "What?"

"Nothing," Lindsey said. "Just wondering if that was your boyfriend or something?"

"Oh, no, Doyle, he's just a friend. We came here with our friend, Cordelia, she's my ex from high school and that's who I was down here visiting, but I got to know Doyle, they work together and we became friends and I've been staying with him." Xander started babbling again.

"Cordelia must be that pretty young woman that Doyle is escorting out of the club as we speak." Lindsey said, laughing. She looked vaguely familiar to Lindsey but he couldn't recall where he had seen her before. "Seems she doesn't like the idea of you staying here by yourself with me. Could she be jealous? I don't want to step on any toes here, but I thought from what I saw in Oxnard and the way we've been talking tonight, that you might lean the other way."

"Oh, no, I mean yes, oh, hell, Cordelia is truly my ex. Believe me. And besides, Doyle is crazy about her and I think she likes him pretty well too although she's not willing to admit it to him just yet. And as far as me being gay, well I think I may be bi-sexual."

"Think? You mean--"

"I mean, I'm attracted to both sexes although I've only had relationships with women, so far." Xander told him, blushing.

"Me too." Lindsey smiled. "Well, the liking of both sexes part, although I have had relationships with both men and women and I've got to say it's much easier with men than it is with women. Women are kind of high maintenance sometimes, you know. And it always seems, no matter how hard you try, that you just can't understand the opposite sex."

"See that's what I was thinking," Xander said smiling back. "And I've had a lot of fun talking to you tonight. To tell you the truth, I always wanted to get to know you back at the Sunset club, but every time I came out after my set I could never find you." Oh, boy had he said too much?,

"I'm glad to hear that," Lindsey said. "Because I always wanted to meet you too, it's just that I didn't want to scare you away by meeting you with a hard-on."

"Oh," Xander stammered, not knowing how to respond to that. Finally, he looked at Lindsey and said, "Would it have helped to know that I had one too?"

Lindsey looked at Xander with a smile. "Yeah, it really would have. Look, Xander, I know we've just met each other, but would you like to come to my apartment with me. We don't have to do anything, I'd just really like to get to know you a little better."

He took Xander's hand in his and gave the boy's palm a kiss. He felt Xander shudder and smiled again. He knew that he would have to go slowly with the boy, well that's what his mind was telling him anyway. But other parts of him were ready to grab Xander and make love to him all night. He had thought about the boy off and on since he had first seen him dancing. He was telling Xander the truth when he had admitted how much he had wanted to meet him, but he didn't want Wolfram and Hart knowing that he frequented strip clubs. That's why he had gone as far as Oxnard before he had entered one. They knew that he was bi-sexual and had no problem with it, but for one of their attorneys to be frequenting a strip club was unheard of.

When Lindsey had seen the boy in the club tonight, he couldn't believe his luck. Now that he had gotten to know Xander somewhat he was even more intrigued. Not only was the boy gorgeous, but he was easy to talk to and had a great sense of humor.

Before he knew what he was doing, he leaned over and touched his lips to Xander's very gently at first - just a brush across the lips. They were so soft and sweet, though that it wasn't long before he was kissing him again, harder this time. He groaned as his tongue swept out to lick Xander's bottom lip and was pleased when Xander parted his lips, letting Lindsey's tongue slide into his mouth. He heard Xander moaning in pleasure too and when he broke the kiss he looked into the boy's eyes, seeking an answer to his question. When he saw Xander nod his head yes, that was all it took. He grabbed the other man's hand and made his way out of the club towards his car. Maybe he wouldn't have to wait as long as he had thought.

Xander seemed to be in a trance. He had never been kissed like that before. Lindsey was not only sexy, but he was intelligent and fun to be around. He seemed to like Xander's off handed comments and laughed at them quite often. He had a great laugh, and made Xander feel more confident in himself than he had felt for a long time. When he had asked him to come home with him and had kissed his hand, Xander had thought he would melt right there. But it was nothing compared to that one kiss. If one kiss had him ready to puddle into a mushy goo what would sex with him be like, Xander thought. He immediately had to turn in the seat and rearrange himself to get comfortable, well as comfortable as one could with a hard on the size of Texas fitting into a pair of pants the size of Rhode Island. Well at least that's what it felt like. Lindsey had just turned to him and smiled that smile again, acting like he knew just how Xander felt.

It wasn't long before they pulled up in front of a fancy apartment building and made their way to the elevator. Lindsey pushed the button for the 10th floor and they stood looking at each other as the elevator made it's way up to the floor leading to Lindsey's apartment. When the elevator stopped and the doors opened, Lindsey took Xander's hand and led him to his apartment door. He fumbled with the keys and finally managed to get the door open. He led Xander inside and Xander barely had time to register that they were actually at Lindsey's before Lindsey had him in his arms and was kissing him again. Xander knew then and there that he would not leave this apartment a virgin any longer and that was just fine with him. He knew that he had promised himself after Faith that he would never lose his virginity to anyone that quickly again, but something inside him told him that he could very easily fall in love with the man he was kissing now. A little piece of his brain was telling him to slow down, though because he didn't want to get hurt, not like that, ever again.

Lindsey must have read his mind, because he stopped kissing Xander long enough to look at him and ask, "Am I going too fast for you Xander? If I am tell me so right now and I'll back off. Otherwise, I don't think I'll be able to stop."

Xander thought for a minute and made his decision. "It's going more quickly than I thought I would be able to, but for some reason I trust you. And besides, ever since I saw you that first night in Oxnard, I've been dreaming about you off and on. I really don't think I could stop this now if I had to," he answered truthfully.

"Oh, God, I'm glad you feel that way too," Lindsey sighed as he started kissing along Xander's jaw line, making his way back to the luscious mouth that awaited him. After a long, deep kiss Lindsey took Xander's hand, leading him to the bedroom. He switched on the lights as they entered the bedroom, and led Xander over to the bed. He sat down on it and gently tugged at Xander's hand until he, too was sitting on the bed.

Lindsey knew that Xander was nervous, he could tell by the way the boy was looking from the bed to Lindsey and back to the bed. Lindsey reached over and cupped Xander's face in his hand and slowly leaned in, kissing and nibbling on Xander's ear until he heard the boy moan with pleasure. "I'm going to make this so good for you Xander, I promise." He whispered huskily in the boy's ear. He started taking off Xander's shirt, kissing him as he did so. After he got Xander's shirt off him, he laid the boy back on the bed and proceeded to take his own shirt off. Shoes, socks, pants and boxers soon followed. When he was finally done, he turned to see Xander staring at him with a look of lust in those deep brown eyes.

Lindsey walked over to the edge of the bed and proceeded to take off Xander's shoes and socks before reaching up and unhooking the belt around Xander's waist. After he had undone the button on Xander's pants, he slowly started unzipping them. As he did he told Xander, "Every time I saw you on that stage, taking off your clothes little by little, teasing us all with this body of yours, I would close my eyes and see me doing it for you instead." He slowly reached up and pulled both Xander's pants and boxers off and threw them on the floor. "I would dream that I walked up on that stage and took this beautiful cock into my hands. Then I would stroke it, and kiss it and lick it just like this." His hands and mouth were doing just that. God, Xander felt and tasted so much better than he had ever dreamed.

Lindsey licked along the veins of Xander's shaft as his hands cupped the boy's balls and he started kneading them in his hand. He did this for a few minutes before raising his head and looking at Xander. "Then I would take your dick into my mouth and suck on it until you came into my mouth and I could taste the very essence of you." And with that said he engulfed Xander's cock with his mouth and started sucking Xander off.

Xander couldn't believe how good it felt, but somehow his brain could not form any words. All he could do was moan. He grabbed the covers with his hands to keep from forcing himself into Lindsey's throat. He had never felt anything as good as this, not even when Anya had done it. He could feel that he was close already, and hoped that he didn't embarrass himself by cumming too soon.

Lindsey raised his head long enough to lick the pre-cum from Xander's slit before saying, "You taste so good, Xander. Like the finest wine." Then his head dipped back down and he was once again swirling his tongue around the head of his cock, before burying his face in the boy's dark curls. As he sucked and swallowed around Xander's shaft, he felt the boy grab his head to urge him on while writhing beneath him. After a few minutes, he felt Xander's body stiffen and then arch up to meet his mouth. He cried out Lindsey's name as he shot into his mouth, and Lindsey swallowed it down, licking all the excess fluid off Xander's softening cock before looking up at the boy and smiling.

It took a few minutes for Xander to come down from the fog he was floating in after his orgasm. Holy, hell he thought, that had to be the longest orgasm of his short life. He felt Lindsey slide up his body, licking him all the way from his abdomen to his mouth, where he kissed him long and deep. When Xander reached out to find Lindsey's erection, Lindsey slapped his hand away and shook his head. Xander looked at him in bewilderment. "Don't you want me to return the favor?" He asked.

"Oh, Xander," Lindsey purred. "I've only just begun with you. I haven't finished my fantasy yet."

"You haven't? What happens next then," Xander asked, suddenly bashful.

"Well, after I had sucked you off and tasted you, you would look at me and beg me to fuck you. Your voice would be husky with need as I teased your cock back to life. I would lick every inch of you until you thought you couldn't take it anymore," Lindsey whispered as he once again leaned down and started to lick down Xander's body once again, this time stopping at his navel and swirling his tongue around it before sticking the tip of his tongue into it. Then he headed up to Xander's nipples. He licked and sucked on one until it was a hard bud and then he licked his way over to the other, also getting it hard. Then he continued up Xander's neck, along his jaw line before taking Xander's mouth with his, licking first the bottom lip and then the top. After he was done kissing him, Lindsey raised his head to look at Xander. "Are you going to beg for me, Xander?

"Yes, oh, God, yes, Lindsey, please fuck me now. I need you so badly." he moaned.

"Yeah, just like that. That's how I dreamed it. You would be so hot for me that your body would be dancing underneath me, your hips thrusting up to meet mine, just like that oh, God," Lindsey moaned as Xander arched up to meet his own arousal. He reached over into the side drawer of his nightstand and pulled out the lube and condoms he kept there. He quickly opened the package and took out the condom, putting it onto his erect penis. Then he opened up the bottle of lube, smearing some onto his cock and then smearing some across Xander's stomach. He dipped his fingers into the lube and gently reached around Xander, inserting one finger into his tight hole.

Xander moaned as Lindsey's finger breached his tight ring. It was painful yet there was an odd amount of pleasure mixed in, and Xander wanted more. He spread his legs to allow Lindsey better access and moaned again when he felt the second finger slide in.

"That's it, Xander, want me baby. Want me to fuck you. You're so tight, want to be inside of you so bad," Lindsey whispered into his ear.

"Oh, yes, please Lindsey, please,...oh...my...God what was that?" Xander screamed as Lindsey found his sweet spot. "I've never felt something so good in my entire fucking life."

"You haven't even begun to feel as good as I can make you feel," Lindsey promised as he withdrew his fingers and turned Xander over, pulling him up onto his knees. He looked at Xander's lean, taut buttocks before he reached out and gently spread his asscheeks. He stared at the tiny pink hole that seemed to call to him, before he grabbed his own rigid length and lined it up, before gently thrusting forward.

He felt his cock push past the tight ring and heard Xander's sharp gasp at the intrusion of his cock inside the boy's warm channel. "Let me in, Xander, open up and let me make you feel just how good it can be. Just relax and bare down and I promise you that you'll be screaming with pleasure before I'm done with you." After a few seconds of letting the boy get used to him being inside of him, he pressed on until his body was flush with Xander's. He knew he had to wait for the boy to get adjusted to him being inside of him, but the combination of the feel of Xander wrapped tight and warm around him and knowing that he was the first one to ever breach Xander was getting to him. He knew if he moved at that moment that he would come.

Xander thought that Lindsey's fingers had been magical, but oh, God this was just too much. He had never felt this full before in his life. He dug his hands into the pillows and thrust back trying to get Lindsey to move. He knew that he couldn't take much more before he came and he didn't want it to be over this soon. He continued bucking back against Lindsey, urging him to get on with it.

When Lindsey felt Xander move back to meet him, he knew the boy was ready. He started to move slowly, gently at first, but soon he was pistoning in and out of Xander. He felt Xander pushing back against him as if he wanted to become one person and at the moment he was beginning to feel that they were. He reached around and turned Xander's head kissing him and Xander kissed him back hungrily, urgently. Never had Lindsey had such a responsive lover and he felt as if all his senses were centered around his cock.

Xander had never felt anything like this before in his life. He thought he was going to die from the pleasure of it all, especially when Lindsey angled himself so that his dick was hitting that special spot every time. Within minutes, Xander felt his orgasm wash over him like a tidal wave and as he yelled Lindsey's name ropes of cum were splashed over the bed. He had never had two orgasms so quickly in his life and halfway through his, he felt Lindsey's thrusts stop as he too came with a loud yell.

When they were both done, Lindsey fell onto Xander's back and they both laid there gasping for breath. After the final aftershocks of their orgasms had dwindled, Lindsey rolled off of Xander and pulled him close, holding him in his arms and covering his face with kisses. After a few minutes of kissing him, Lindsey looked into his eyes and asked, "So what did you think of my fantasy? I wanted it to be special for you, Xander, because it was your first time."

"I'm glad it was you Lindsey," Xander answered truthfully. "I wouldn't have had my first time be any differently, because your fantasies are mind blowing. I'm looking forward to seeing if you had any more you could show me."

"That's good to know, because I plan on doing this as much as I can," Lindsey replied.

"Promises, promises," Xander said sleepily. He groaned when Lindsey got up from the bed. "Don't worry, Xander, I'll be right back. I'm just going to get something to clean us up," he said as he removed the used condom and threw it into the nearby trash can before making his way to the bathroom. Soon he was making his way back to the bed where he wiped Xander down, before wiping himself off and throwing the washcloth to the side of the bed, he climbed back in, grabbing Xander and pulling him towards him until both men were intertwined with each other. They stayed like that as both of them drifted off to sleep, fully sated from their lovemaking.

The next morning, Lindsey woke to feel Xander kissing his neck. He moaned as he reached out to put his hands in Xander's long, dark hair, pulling him closer to him. "What are you up to, Xander," he asked the boy playfully, before lifting his head up and kissing him long and hard.

When the kiss ended, Xander pulled back and looked at him thoughtfully. "So you really enjoyed my moves on the stage?" he asked Lindsey.

"Oh, yeah," Lindsey moaned again, remembering all the times he had watched Xander up on that stage, wishing that they could be just like they were right now.

"Want to see what kind of moves I have in the bedroom?" Xander asked him, as if he could read his mind. When Lindsey nodded, Xander started grinding his body against Lindsey's as if he was indeed on the dance floor. Then he thrust up against the blonde, pulling his cock closer against his while grabbing his ass.

Xander captured Lindsey's mouth, and kissed him gently before he reached over and licked the lobe of Lindsey's left ear. He kissed a path down Lindsey’s jaw line and throat before finding the man's nipples, sucking on one as he pinched and rolled the other, making them hard. He then kissed a path to Lindsey's navel, dipping his tongue in and swirling it around before reaching down and taking Lindsey's very hard cock into his hand, rubbing his fingers along the underside. Lindsey thrust into his hand, and started gasping, his breathing becoming erratic.

Xander felt a rush at knowing that he was turning Lindsey on. He became more confident and boldly reached out and guided Lindsey's thick shaft towards his mouth. He wondered if he would be able to swallow when it came time, but all thoughts of that left his mind as he dipped his tongue into Lindsey's slit and tasted the first tastes of the salty fluid that was dripping from it. It tasted wonderful, and made Xander eager to experience it all. He leaned forward and put his mouth over Lindsey erection, blowing softly and watching as Lindsey's cock jerked from the feel of Xander's warm breath on him.

My God, where had the boy learned this? He knew it was Xander's first time and had thought that he would be decent at this, but never had he dreamed that it would feel like this. Xander was a natural.

He sighed as Xander engulfed his penis, slowly sliding down the length and alternating between licking and sucking. Lindsey knew he wouldn't last long and reached out, grabbing Xander's head and thrusting deeper into the boy's mouth. He fucked Xander's mouth as he moaned in time to his thrusts. All too soon, he was shooting his load and realized that Xander was swallowing it hungrily, milking him until he thought he would never stop cumming. It was awhile before Lindsey came back down from his orgasm, reaching down to pull Xander up to him, and taking his mouth into his while tasting the flavor of his orgasm on Xander's lips.

"Lindsey," Xander said, as they pulled apart. "Can I make love to you now?"

"God, do you even have to ask that?" Lindsey laughed. "After what you just did, I think you're going to be the death of me, but what a way to go."

Xander felt lightheaded at the thought of having pleasured Lindsey so much the first time. He had been worried that he could never make the man feel as good as he had made him feel last night.

Just as he was beginning to compliment himself on a job well done, he began to worry once again. He had never fucked a man before. He didn't know anything about how to do it besides what he had seen on those movies he had watched back in Oxnard. Oh, well if Lindsey's reactions to his blow job had been anything, those movies must have taught him well. Time to see just how much.

Xander turned Lindsey over and raised the man up onto his knees. He settled behind his lover's ass and reached for the tube of lube that was sitting on the nightstand. He squeezed a dollop onto his fingers, then carefully reached down to massage his lover's perineum and circle his tight hole. As he did so, he felt Lindsey pushing back against him, trying to deepen the touch.

After a few minutes of teasing him and wondering how this was to be done, Xander pushed one finger deeply into Lindsey's body. He nervously wiggled his fingers around looking for Lindsey's prostrate and his face lit up when he heard Lindsey moan in pleasure, "Fuck yeah, Xander, do that again." Yeah, that was definitely the spot. The brunette thrust another finger into Lindsey, once again twisting them until he found just the right spot. Then a third finger was added, and a fourth scissoring and stretching him until Lindsey was begging Xander for more.

Xander withdrew his fingers and reached for a condom, ripping the package and pulling the condom out, stretching it over his erection. Then he grabbed the lube, and hastily coated his cock before spreading Lindsey's cheeks and lining himself up with the tiny, pink hole in front of him.

He gently thrust forward pushing his cockhead inside of Lindsey, hoping and praying that he was doing this right. When he heard Lindsey moan, and felt him thrust back into him, he continued on until he was finally buried inside the blonde's tight channel. Oh, god he had never felt anything like this before. No woman had ever felt this good. He felt Lindsey's ass muscles clench and tighten around his dick and he screamed out in pleasure.

Lindsey was in ecstasy from the things that Xander was doing. Xander was being so gentle and going so slowly that he thought he would come before Xander even started thrusting. Lindsey pushed back against him and begged Xander to fuck him. He felt so full, and yet he wanted more. Xander must have sensed his urgency because he began to slowly slide in and out, setting a gentle rhythm while he rubbed Lindsey's stomach with his hands in a circling motion. Just as Lindsey thought he couldn't possibly take this anymore, Xander sped up pistoning in and out with an urgency that was matching his own. Soon they were both panting and moaning, begging each other for more.

"God, Lindsey, you are so tight, feel so good," Xander gasped, as he reached around and took Lindsey's cock in his hand, pumping it in time with his thrusts. Lindsey gasped and arched further back into Xander. They continued this way for some time until Lindsey couldn't take it anymore. "Xander, yes, fuck me you feel so damn good. I'm going to come." He screamed right before Xander felt his body tense and spurts of warm cum was launched out over his hand and onto the bed.

As he felt Lindsey's ass muscles contract around his cock, Xander slipped over the edge, too, shooting his seed into the condom. Their orgasms seemed to last forever, until Lindsey fell onto the bed with Xander falling down on top of him. Both were so drained and sated from their lovemaking that they couldn't move for quite so time. Finally, Xander rolled over and pulled Lindsey to him for a long, passionate kiss. When they were done, he looked at the blonde and seen him looking back at him, his blue eyes sparkling.

"What?" Xander asked his lover.

"If I didn't know better, I could definitely make a case against you being a virgin. Are you sure you've never fucked a man before, because I've got to tell you, I've never known a virgin that could do the things to me that you do." Lindsey replied truthfully.

Xander was doing a happy dance inside. He was overjoyed that he hadn't messed this up. "Are you sure you're not just saying that to make me feel good so that I'll do it again?" he asked teasing the man beside him.

"Oh, I'm definitely telling the truth. I'm surprised you couldn't tell how much I liked it what with the yelling and begging I was doing. And as for you doing it again, yes please."

"O.K. But a little later because I definitely need to rest after that," Xander sighed.

Lindsey had to agree, and after reaching for the washcloth once again and cleaning themselves up they fell asleep with Lindsey spooned up against Xander.