No Where

Xander sighed, looking out the window of the bus.

 

The last thing he want was to be stuck somewhere in the middle of nowhere, which is exactly what happened.

 

No Where, Kansas.  /Ha fucking ha/ thought Xander, getting off the bus.  /People think they're soooo funny./

 

Shrugging, he wandered into a small diner.  Seven hours until another bus could come get the stranded passengers.  Seven hours to kill.  And the mostly empty diner looked to be the hot spot of the town.  He walked up to the counter and took a stool.

 

"What'll ya have, hun?" asked the slightly grimey middle-aged woman working behind the counter.

 

"Oh, uh, what do you have?" asked Xander.

 

"Well, we got coffee an' hot chocolate.  Pie.  Burgers.  There's a list over there."

 

"Get the apple pie," came a Southern accent.  "An' a cup of hot chocolate."

 

"Oh, Linds, you just hush over there. baby," simpered the waitress.

 

"But Cheryl, you make the best apple pie in the world," said the man, taking the stool next to Xander's and winking at the boy before sitting down.

 

"Uh, thanks," said Xander, staring at the handsome man smiling at him.  He had dark blonde hair and intense blue eyes, and looked to be a couple inches shorter than Xander.  Xander swallowed hard as his eyes roamed the compact muscular body.

 

"Go on, Cheryl, get him a piece of that wonderful pie."  He winked at Xander again.  "And don't forget the whipped cream."

 

 

"Aw, Linds, you're such a flatterer," simpered Cheryl, sasheting off to get the pie.

 

"I'm Lindsey, what's your name?"

 

Xander felt the full force of those blue eyes as they looked straight into his eyes.  "Xan-Xander," he said.  "I'm here cause  my bus broke down.  Well, it's not MY bus, but the bus that I was on and they can't fix it, and I wasn't gonna stay on it and..."

 

Xander was interrupted by Lindsey chuckling.  "I just wanted your name, baby."  Lindsey laughed again, watching the young man fidget nervously.

 

He looked into the beautiful eyes again.  He felt as though he was drowning in the chocolate pools.

 

Lindsey leaned toward Xander and placed one hand on his arm.  "So, how long are you here til?"

 

Xander started at the warm touch.  "Uh," he couldn't express himself with that hand on his arm, the heat burning him through his shirt.  He gulped and tried again.  "Seven hours."

 

"Well," Lindsey smiled and rubbed Xander's arm a bit.  "I bet I can keep you occupied for a while."  He took his hand off Xander's arm.  "Cheryl, love!  Oh, you brought me a piece, too!  When are you going to leave your husband and come live with me?"

 

"When pigs fly and dogs walk on their hind legs," she replied, setting a large slice of whipped cream-covered apple pie in front of each of the men.

 

"Wow," said Xander, grabbing a fork and plunging it into his pie.  "This looks fantastic!"

 

Lindsey watched as Xander put a forkful into his mouth and moaned at the taste.

 

"Shut yer mouth, honey," whispered Cheryl.  "You're droolin'."

 

Lindsey leaned back, startled.  "Uh, oh."  Embarrassed, he picked up his own fork and hastily shoved a bite of pie in him mouth.

 

After a couple minutes, both men had finished their pie.  Xander used one finger to scoop up a bit of whipped cream that had ended up on the plate.  He popped the finger in his mouth and sucked on it for a second.

 

Lindsey almost started panting at the unbelievably erotic sight before him.  Every movement was completely innocent, but Lindsey could picture those lush lips wrapped around his cock.

 

Xander pulled the finger out of his mouth with a  wet pop and turned to see Lindsey staring at him, panting.  He immediately blushed.

 

"S'good, huh?"

 

"Yeah," replied Xander.  "I don't think I've ever tasted anything better."

 

/Oh, I can change that,/ thought Lindsey.  "So, what are you doing now?"

 

"Uh, I dunno," Xander shrugged, a bit unnerved by the blatent lust in Lindsey's eyes

 

"Wanna come to my place?" asked Lindsey.  "It'll be better than staying here."

 

Xander gulped nervously, but agreed.  "O-okay."

 

When Lindsey smiled, Xander thought he would melt.  The man exuded sensousness.

 

Lindsey watched as arousal flared in Xander's eyes when he smiled.  He bumped his fork with his elbow, knocking it on the ground.  "Oh, dammit."  He got off his stool and bent over, his already tight jeans completely conforming to his ass.

 

"Guh," whimpered Xander.

 

"What was that?" asked Lindsey, still bent over.  He stood up, fork in hand.  And saw Xander's eyes were fixed on his crotch.  He smirked.

 

Xander stared at the denim covered bulge.  /Oh, God, he's... probably looking at me right now!/  Xander looked away quickly.

 

 

 

"Shall we?" asked Lindsey, still smirking.  He started walking out of the diner.  "You comin' or what?"

 

"Oh, right..."  Xander slipped off his stool and started walking toward Lindsey.  "Wait, gotta pay for the pie."  Xander stopped.

 

"Xander, don't worry about," said Lindsey.  "I own the diner."

 

"You do?" asked Xander as they walked out the door.

 

"Yep, and the drugstore, and half the real estate in this town," said Lindsey, walking toward his house.

 

"How did you...  Where...  Huh?"

 

"I used to be a lawyer, i-in L.A.," said Lindsey, his mood darkening for a second.  "And I don't really like to talk about it."

 

"That's cool," said Xander quickly.  "L.A., huh?  I'm from Sunnydale, it's close to L.A.  Pretty, there too.  But not really somewhere if you'd like to live.  Um, I mean that you'd like to live..."

 

Lindsey listened to the babble coming out of Xander's mouth, jerking his head up at the last comment.

 

"If you'd like to live?  Wait, Sunnydale?"  Lindsey knew he'd heard about that place.  Nasty, full of demons and vampires.  Where Angel had been before he moved to L.A.  "The Hellmouth?"

 

"You know?" asked Xander a bit suspiciously.

 

"Worked for a demon run law firm.  Got out of that when I decided being a evil lawyer was just waaay too tacky."

 

Xander stopped dead.  "Wait?  You're evil?"

 

Lindsey sighed and ran a hand over his face.  /Looks like we are going to talk about it./  "No, I used to be evil.  Someone... convinced me otherwise."

 

Xander narrowed his eyes slightly.  "This someone wouldn't happen to be tall and dark with a tendency to brood, would they?"

 

"You know Angel?"

 

"Oh, sure.  Me and Deadboy go waaaay back," said Xander, witha  slightly bitter tone in his voice.

 

"If it makes you feel any better, I hate him," remarked Lindsey, stepping toward Xander.

 

 

"Yeah?"

 

"Yeah," said Lindsey huskily, running a finger up Xander's arm.  "Now, I believe we were heading to my place."

 

Xander shivered slightly at the light touch and gasped.  "Uh huh..."

 

"Well, it helps if you actually pick up your feet," said Lindsey, chuckling.

 

Xander blushed and caught up with Lindsey, who had ended up several steps ahead of him.

 

Lindsey stopped in front of a large house.  Xander stared at it in amazement.  "This is your house?" he asked incredulously?  It's huge!"

 

"The inside's even better," said Lindsey, going up the stairs and opening the door.  /And just wait til you see the bedroom./

 

Xander stepped inside and Lindsey followed, shutting the door behind him.

 

Lindsey led Xander into a living room filled with low couches and comfy-looking chairs.

 

"Wow, it's nice," said Xander.  He walked over to one of the couches.  "Is this... suede?"

 

"Yep.  Expensive, but fun."  Lindsey leered at Xander, who blushed again.

 

"Uh..."

 

"So," drawled Lindsey, stepping closer to the young man.  "We're here.  What shall we do now?"

 

Xander looked at Lindsey with a mixture of nervousness and lust.  He had known what was going to happen when he left the diner with Lindsey.  /Little hard not too.  Doubt Lindsey normally walks around with an erection./  "Uh, what do you want to do?" he asked, shifting his weight slightly.

 

Lindsey slipped one hand into Xander's shirt and ran it up Xander's back, pulling him closer at the same time.  His other hand went into the young man's hair, bringing his head down for a kiss.

 

Lindsey pressed his lips to Xander's and slid his tongue out to lick at those full lips.

 

Xander parted his lips, allowing Lindsey to slide his tongue in.  He moaned as Lindsey thoroughly explored his mouth.  He wrapped his arms around the other man, and stroked his tongue against Lindsey's.

 

Lindsey pulled his tongue back, moaning when Xander's followed it.

 

Xander slid his tongue into Lindsey's mouth, tracing his teeth with the tip, then thrusting in, before pulling back a bit.

 

Lindsey slid his other hand under the hem of Xander's shirt, moving up his chest to twist one nipple as the other hand dipped below the waistand of baggy pants.

 

"Linds," moaned Xander, pulling away slightly.

 

"Yeah?" asked Lindsey, cupping Xander's ass.

 

"I, uh, haven't... that is..."

 

"Been with a guy?" asked Lindsey.

 

Xander tried to look down at the floor, but all he could see were his and Lindsey's bodies pressed together.

 

"Yeah."

 

Lindsey pulled his hand out of Xander's shirt and lifted his chin.  "Hey, it's okay.  We'll go slow."

 

Since Xander made no move to pull away, Lindsey captured those temping lips again, darting his tongue back into Xander's mouth.  He moved his other hand back up, rubbing soothing circles on the small of Xander's back.

 

"Mmmm," moaned Xander.  All his fears seemed to disappear when Lindsey had his tongue in his mouth.

 

Lindsey pulled away from Xander completely.  "Do you trust me?"

 

"Uh, yeah.. yes," panted Xander, confused.

 

Lindsey grabbed the bottom of his shirt and pulled it over his head, then he reached for the hem of Xander's tee-shirt.  Xander lifted his arms so that Lindsey could remove his shirt.

 

Xander stiffened a bit when Lindsey undid his pants, but forced himself to relax as Lindsey slid the loose material over his hips.  Lindsey knelt on the floor so Xander could steady himself by placing his hands on Lindsey's shoulder as he stepped out of the pants and boxers.

 

Lindsey stood as Xander kicked his shoes off.  "Sit down," he instructed the young man.

 

"On this?" asked Xander.  "But..."

 

"Just trust me, baby," said Lindsey, pushing Xander onto the suede couch.

 

Lindsey knelt in front of Xander, and after giving him a smile, he took the head of Xander's cock into his mouth.

 

"Lindsey," yelped Xander.  This was not what he had expected.

 

Lindsey placed his hands on Xander's hips as he slid his mouth down the hard shaft.  He drew his tongue along the underside as he came back up.  He stopped, sucking on the head, dipping the tip of his tongue into the slit before plunging back down.

 

 

Xander moaned loudly and tried to buck his hips when Lindsey deep-throated him, swallowing around his thick member.  "Oh, God, Lindsey!"

 

Lindsey pulled back up, scraping his teeth lightly on the sensitive flesh.  He plunged back down, pulling Xander's cock deep in his throat and swallowing almost continuously.  Xander yelled Lindsey name loudly, cumming hard.

 

Releasing Xander's cock, Lindsey stood up, licking his lips.  "Come on," he said to the dazed man on his couch, "I want you to see my bedroom."

 

Lindsey lead Xander down a hall and into a large room.  Xander stared in awe at the king size waterbed that graced the middle of the room.

 

"You like?" asked Lindsey, pulling Xander against his chest.

 

"It's so... big."

 

Lindsey pulled away from Xander and kicked his shoes off, unzipping his pants and pulling them down.  Xander watched, eyes widening when he saw that Lindsey wasn't wearing any boxers.  And Lindsey was big.  "Oh..."

 

"Is something wrong, Xander?" asked Lindsey as he kicked his jeans across the room.

 

"N-n-nothing," stuttered Xander, still not taking his eyes off Lindsey's groin.

 

Lindsey looked at Xander curiously, then started laughing.

 

Xander blushed furiously as Lindsey laughed.

 

"I'm sorry, Xander.  You just had this look on your face," said Lindsey, calming down and moving toward the other man.

 

Xander tried to turn away from Lindsey, but Lindsey grabbed his arm.  "Xander, I'm sorry.  Don't be upset."

 

"I-I'm sorry," said Xander.  "You're so… Uh, I mean, I never really..."

 

Lindsey ran his fingers through Xander's hair and stroked his back.  "It's okay.  We'll go slow, alright."  Lindsey pulled Xander into a deep kiss, running his tongue along the roof of Xander's mouth, and teasing his tongue with his own.

 

Xander tentatively brought his own hands into play, ghosting one up Lindsey's tight stomach muscles to his chest, while the other tangled in the longish dark blonde hair.

 

Continuing to kiss Xander, Lindsey carefully manuvered him toward the bed.  When they reached the edge of the bed, Lindsey pulled away from Xander.

 

"Whah?" asked Xander breathlessly.

 

"Get on the bed, Xander," said Lindsey huskily.

 

Xander scrambled onto the bed, sinking immediately and making the bed rock up and down.

 

Lindsey grinned as Xander scooted to the middle of the bed, obviously enjoying the feel of satin sheets.  Lindsey got on the bed and carefully crawled up to and over Xander, so that he covered that gorgeous golden body.

 

Xander pulled Lindsey down for a kiss, licking at the older man’s lips until he opened his mouth, allowing his tongue to slide in.

 

Lindsey stroked Xander's tongue with his own while grinding his erection into Xander's groin, eliciting a long moan from the younger man.  “Mmm, you taste like heaven,” murmured Lindsey, nibbling and kissing along Xander’s jawline.

 

“Want you…” moaned Xander pleadingly.  “Need you.”

 

Lindsey pulled back a bit so that he could look at his lover.  “You’re sure?”

 

Xander thrust his hips up into Lindsey, brushing their cocks together and drawing a low moan from the other man.  “Positive.”

 

Tangling one hand in Xander’s hair, Lindsey plunged his tongue into Xander’s mouth, massaging and tasting.  With the other hand, he fumbled in the pillowcase for the tube of lube he always kept there.  Withdrawing his tongue and coaxing Xander’s into his mouth, Lindsey quickly slicked up several fingers.  He pulled away from Xander for a second, pushing the young man’s legs up.

 

Realizing what Lindsey wanted, Xander grabbed onto his legs, holding them to his chest.

 

Lindsey stared at the sight before him for a moment before moving in again.  Entwining Xander’s tongue with his own once more, he carefully brushed the tip of one finger against the younger man’s perineum, causing him to jerk suddenly.  Pulling his hand back, Lindsey asked worriedly, “You want me to stop?”

 

“N-no,” panted Xander slightly, recovering from the heated kiss.  “I just… you surprised me…”

 

“Just relax, okay, baby?”  soothed Lindsey, replacing his hand at Xander’s opening.

 

Locking gazes with Lindsey, Xander squirmed when Lindsey started pushing into him.  The tip of the finger slid into his tight channel.  Xander wriggled a bit at the strange sensation, the oddness quickly being replaced by warmth uncurling in his groin.  Wiggling in pleasure as his lover pushed his finger farther in, the younger man pulled Lindsey down into a kiss.

 

Moving his finger in and out of the velvety channel, Lindsey hummed in pleasure when Xander sucked on his tongue.  He added another finger to his ministrations, pushing slowly so as not to hurt his inexperienced lover.

 

Xander began pushing down to meet Lindsey’s strokes, gasping as sparks flew across his closed eyelids when Lindsey brushed against something inside him.  “Linds…” he moaned, nearly incoherent.

 

“You like that?”  Lindsey sounded like the cat who ate the canary.  He pulled his fingers almost completely out of Xander’s body before thrusting them back in, hitting Xander’s prostate hard.

 

“Ohhhh, god,” moaned Xander, the sensations nearly overloading his senses.  “In me, now!” he commanded.

 

Hearing those words in that lust-filled voice nearly cause Lindsey to cum right there.  He fumbled around for a condom before locating one on the bedside table.  Once he had the condom on, he lube up, making sure to use plenty of lube. His throbbing cock at Xander’s entrance, he paused.  “Ready?”

 

With Lindsey’s encouragement, Xander draped one leg over Lindsey’s shoulder, hooking the other one around his body.  “Yes,” moaned Xander, feeling the hot shaft nudging his hole, “please…”

 

Slowly, Lindsey slid the head of his cock into Xander's tight channel.  He paused for a second when he heard Xander breathe in sharply.  "Does it hurt?  Should I stop?"

 

Shaking his head, Xander tried to control his breathing.  "No, it's good."  Clenching the sheets tightly in his fists, he whimpered as Lindsey slid the rest of the way in.  It hurt, but once past the pain, the feeling was incredible.  He felt so full, like he was complete.  Releasing his death grip on the sheets, Xander grabbed Lindsey and pulled him down, devouring his mouth in a voracious kiss.

 

Matching his lover's intensity, Lindsey eagerly kissed back, pulling almost all the way out of Xander and sliding back in.  The two quickly set up a rhythm, moving together perfectly.  Reaching down, Lindsey wrapped his hand around Xander’s leaking shaft and began to jerk him off in time to his thrusts.

 

Already on the edge, the hot touch caused Xander to explode all over Lindsey’s hand and his chest.  “Lindsey,” he wailed, cumming harder than he ever had before.

 

Feeling the muscles encasing his cock spasm and jerk with Xander’s release, Lindsey thrust once more in Xander before he too orgasmed, filling the condom with his seed.

 

The two collapsed together in a sated heap.  “Mmmm, nice…” murmured Lindsey, sliding off the used condom and tossing it into the wastebasket.

 

“Yeah, I could get used to this.”  Xander snuggled up to Lindsey, content for the first time in his life.

 

“Then why don’t you?” suggested Lindsey.

 

“Who said I wasn’t?” Xander’s voice muffled as he nuzzled Lindsey’s neck.

 

Startled, Lindsey pulled partially out of Xander’s arms.  “You… want to stay?”

 

Pulling the older man back down into his arms, Xander chuckled quietly.  “You made quite the convincing case there.”

 

“Told you I was a good lawyer.”

 

“Mmm hmm,” was the only reply he received.