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Spike walked through the dark cemetery, smoking a cigarette. It was dark and looked spooky, but it didn't matter; everything was dead here. He kept walking.

Xander Harris, with a stake in hand, stood behind a tree and waited for any vamps to come. "Nice night," he muttered.

Spike walked back to his crypt. Xander slowly walked down the path through the cemetery. He hadn't heard or seen any vamps tonight. Then he heard something coming from the west. He slowly walked on and ran into Spike.

"Oh, it's you," Spike muttered.

"Hi, Spike," Xander groaned.

Spike took a drag on his cigarette. "So, what are you doing on this lovely night?" Spike asked.

"Oh...just patrolling." Xander answered.

Spike nodded. "Well, see you later." Spike walked on.

Xander watched him leave. He looked up at the sky, silently asking whoever it was up there why he was doing this. He then proceeded to follow Spike around the graveyard. Xander stopped and hid behind a gravestone. He saw Spike sitting in a chair with a bottle in his hand.

"Well, want a drink?" Spike asked, holding the bottle up.

Xander shook his head. "No thanks."

"Ahh, come on."

Spike got up and walked over to him. He let the bottle go and it smashed into a million pieces as it hit the floor. Their lips met in a hard kiss. Spike pulled him closer, wrapping his arms around Xander's waist. He slowly moved to his neck, kissing at the soft flesh, making Xander moan. Spike could feel the bulge in Xander's pants and lead him over to the bed. He slowly unzipped Xander's pants and pulled them down.

"I was right. You wear boxers." Spike whispered, looking at them.

Xander laughed. "Do you think I wear briefs?" he asked Spike.

Spike moaned. "I thought you did."

He slowly pulled them down and looked at Xander's erect dick, the heavy smell of his arousal lingering in the air. He sink down to look at it; precum gathered in the slit and Spike licked it off. Xander's body jumped at the touch. He slowly took Xander's dick in his mouth. His cheeks collapsed as he started to suck. Xander began to thrust into his mouth. He could her the rapid breathing from Xander as he thrusted into him. He sucked harder. He could feel Xander's body tense up and was rewarded with sweet cum as it flowed down his throat. He slowly removed his mouth and sat up. He looked into Xander's eyes; they were dark and glassy with lust.

Spike slowly removed his pants. He slowly entered his hard dick into Xander, allowing him to adjust. He moved slowly, hitting Xander's prostate and making him groan with pleasure. His groans make Spike go faster and he finally came with an animal growl, coming into the young mortal. He slowly pulled out and rolled onto the bed.

"Damn, that was great." Xander whispered.

"Yeah, it was."

They embraced and sleep overcame the two exhausted men.

THE END