Date: Tue, 14 Oct 2008 20:59:42 -0700 (PDT)
From: AD
Subject: Tricking Xander 3

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Thanks for reading this far. Theres more plot in this one, and I actually
like the story.. but its ok if you just want to skim down the page until
you see a high density of the words fuck/suck.


Tricking Xander 3


Xander opened his eyes for the first time in a long while. The world he
found was blurry and misshapen. He rubbed his eyes to get a clearer view,
and found that he was in what looked like a hospital room. And he was not
alone... in a visitor chair near Xander's bed was Agent Riley Finn.  Riley
was slumped over, snoring gently. Agent Finn was a member of the demon
hunting government organization called The Initiative.... By day he was
your average fratboy, and current amor of one Ms. Buffy Summers. However at
night he patrolled the streets of Sunnydale keeping its citizens safe from
its less human denizens as part an elite swat team.

Riley was a man's man. Tall and strong, with a firm honest handshake. He
spoke his mind frankly, which sometimes led to errors in tact. He had a
shining smile though, which got him through most awkward situations. He had
a goodnatured demeanor that could lift anyone's spirits, and a handsome
face, with body to match, that could lift anyone's nethers.

"Riley......"Xander croaked, attempting to wake up the sleeping GI JOE.

Riley startled awake, jumped to his feet, and quickly scanned the room for
hostiles.

"Easy soldier, no one here but me," smirked Xander, unable to contain a
smile.

"Sorry man, instinct I guess," Riley offered in a sheepish grin. "Glad to
see you awake. How are you feeling? We found you just in time man. What was
that thing doing to you?"

Seeing Xander's hesitance to respond Riley comforted him. "Hey look, sorry
for the interrogation. No need to speak of it so soon." Though in fact
Riley had heard rumors of what hostile 17, and the larger HST (hostile
sub-terrestrial) were doing to the kid. Some kind of forced demon
sodomy. Raised in a conservative christian town in Iowa, this information
pretty much cemented in Riley's mind that the demon underworld was just
another part of the larger gay agenda. Poor Xander.

Riley clapped Xander firmly on the shoulder, "Well feel better Xander. I
have to get to my post.  Someone will be in shortly to debrief you... oh
and try not to mention that I told you of this place before. Also... I've
been ordered not to tell anyone you're here. So Buffy doesn't know, and I
thought I had better just let you handle the situation."

"Thanks man," Xander said. Truly appreciative of Riley's discretion in the
matter. Waiting till Riley left the room, Xander got up off the bed. It
felt like he hadn't been on his feet in days. In fact he hadn't. Xander
found a pile of his clothes on a chair, and quickly put them on. Soon a
strict looking guard, dressed in fatigues, entered the room.

"Mr. Harris, please come with me," the soldier said. Xander thought he saw
a hint of scorn in the boy's eyes, but perhaps he was imagining it.

Xander followed his guide through the vast labyrinth of the Initiative,
trying to soak up every detail he could later inform to Buffy. They
eventually arrived in a meeting room, which was already full of people,
seemingly waiting for his arrival.  "Welcome Mr. Harris, please have a
seat," said a rather large military man, with a great big
mustache. Probably a general, or a commadore or grand poobah or something,
thought the nervous Xander.

"Now lets begin," said General Marshings. "You are an extremely lucky young
man Mr. Harris, if it weren't for our fine doctor here, you probably would
have become a victim of that mind control toxin."

"Thank you sir," said Xander towards Doctor Octivian.

"It was my pleasure, son," replied the doctor while giving a sly wink that
only Xander could see.

"I guess its time to deliver my medical report. Subject Harris was brought
to the infirmary at 11am, this Saturday.. He was coated in an unknown
psychotropic substance, and was unconscious. After removing this ooze, I
performed a standard medical evaluation. And thats when things got
interesting. While taking the subjects temperature through his rectum, I
noticed further unknown liquids inside him. In fact what I found was the
reproductive material of 27 different HSTs. 12 of which are from unknown
species."

Xander turned bright red in shame. He couldn't believe that this doctor was
revealing his darkest secret. Oddly enough though, no one in the room was
batting an eye at this revelation.

"During a subsequent catscan of the subject, I even found 3 gestating
embryos of HST 45, a Qtharlom," the doctor revealed. "You'll be happy to
note Mr. Harris that I have removed said parasites, and have placed them in
our hatchery."

"Very good doctor. Excellent work as always." praised General
Marshings. "Agent Miller, please give your report on the evidence taken
from the scene."

Xander was positively floored by how hot Agent Graham Miller was. Graham
looked like an abercrombie model in a uniform. Spikey brown hair, sat atop
a stikingly handsome face, and a square jaw. He was built like a tank, and
Xander could see his large pecs protruding through his tight fitting green
shirt. Graham was best friends with Riley Finn, and the two had gone on
many missions together. His glare struck Xander like a ton of bricks
though, and he seemed definitely less friendly than the rest of the people
in the room.

"Sir, yes sir. I was assigned to go through the 50 hours of video
surveillance found in the civilians residence, seemingly made by Hostile
17. They contained evidence of Mr. Harris having consensual sexual contact
with many Hostile Sub-Terrestrials." Looking at Xander sitting across from
him at the table, Graham could not help but think of the other, less savory
positions he had seen the young man in. For example, being fucked by the
tail of a snakelike demon, or another time involved in an orgy with 8 small
moleman type creatures. Graham had seen all of Xander's exploits, and it
turned his stomach thinking of a human willfully engaging in sex with the
HSTs.  Graham however, continued to be unaware of his own erection whenever
thinking about Xander's adventures.

"Look guys, I can explain. Its not what you think!" cried Xander, unable to
stay quiet any longer.

"Well what we think lad, is that you are a good kid who got in over his
head. Though a good kid, that certainly enjoys taking demonic dick up his
ass," chuckled Marshings. The room followed his lead.

"Look kid, we aren't here to pass judgement on you. So you like a hard
fucking, believe me, in our line of work, thats not that unusual. Why we
are here today is to decide how we are going to move forward. You see, we
not only wage war against these things, but we also engage in academic
research to harness whatever we can from them. Unfortunately our breeding
program is significantly behind schedule, as the HSTs seem to refuse to
copulate in captivity. But see, thats where you come in kid. Riley Finn has
told us that you already work against these creatures in your own small
way, but now we are offering you a chance to be part of this great
organization."

Xander looked clearly confused.

"Boy, we need your help collecting reproductive material. Your ass right
there, is a demon seed cornucopia waiting to be plucked."

Not sure he particularly liked the metaphor, Xander was about to object,
however the big general man continued.

"I think it's a win-win situation, boy. You obviously enjoy your encounters
with these things, and we very much could use what they leave behind in
you. Your particular hobby though is quite dangerous, and we can offer you
protection. Finally you won't be aiding these creatures, instead doing your
part in the fight against them."

Xander couldn't refute the logic. He could fight the demonworld, but with
his ass! Actually something he might be good at, as opposed to his rather
useless combat skills.

Smiling for the first time since entering the room, Xander gave the general
his answer. "Sign me up."

"Excellent! Excellent. Now lets discuss the arrangements. As a civilian
working in our group, you'll have to live topside in the frat along side
our other agents."

Getting to move out from his parents basement, and live among hot
super-army men. That sounds like a good trade, thought Xander.

"You will also need a partner to go with you on assignments, to watch your
back, and well, act as your pimp, to fool the HST's into engaging in your
.. activities. Agent Graham Miller, having witness much of how this takes
place through your investigation, you will be assigned to work with
Mr. Harris.."

Xander shrunk under the smoldering gaze of the obviously angry Graham.

"Alright, dismissed gentleman."

Xander and Graham quickly shuffled out of the meeting room. Once the door
closed the general began again with their next order of business.

"Now that that's taken care of, Doctor would you mind updating us on the
new behavioral chip modifications made for Hostile 17?"



And thats how Xander found himself walking towards a demon bar with Graham
beside him.  Xander, wearing his everyday slacker skater clothes, stood in
stark contrast to the beautiful Graham, dressed in a fine suit and
tie. Graham looked like he was going to attend a wedding, rather than a
demon orgy. Apparently pimps in the underworld like to dress
nicely. Finally Graham broke the silence.

"How can you do it man? How can you let those things inside you?"

Knowing that Graham would probably confront him on this, Xander
responded. "I dunno really.  Its not something I think about. It just you
know, feels pretty good."

"But dude, those things are evil! And you are covered in their filth" shot
back Graham unconvinced.

Xander's cock actually began to harden at this comment, but he
continued. "Well not ALL of them are THAT bad. But anyway, its not about
them really. Its about power kinda. At the time, they have it, and you
don't. You are theirs to fuck anyway they please. Its hot man. Its
exciting, different everytime." Xander's eyes flashed with unrepentant
arousal. "I mean, it doesn't have to be a demon at all, in fact, there are
many times where I wish it wasn't. A normal guy could totally just take
control too. It just happens that we live in Sunnydale, and I kinda you
know, got caught up in this."

Graham was intrigued by this last statement, but before being able to
respond they had arrived at their destination. A door in a brick wall, of
an unremarkable alley.

"Reconnaissance suggests that this is the entrance the demon bar, Dark
Alley." said Graham.

"Man stop the military lingo, start acting like my pimp!" Xander said
concerned that the demons wouldn't be fooled by the act.

"Alright alright," laughed Graham, whos smile almost melted Xander in
place. However quickly the smile became a menacing stare. "Get in the door
bitch, stopped wasting my time."

Xander hopped to it, and soon they pair found themselves in the seedy
entrance to the Dark Alley.  Demons of all kinds were drinking various
liquids, some of them an unsettling red color. The scene reminded Xander of
the Mos Eisley Cantina from Star Wars. So many different creatures milling
about, of all shapes and sizes. Xander's cock was up and ready. A few of
the beings stared menacingly at the two humans as they entered the bar.

"Move upstairs to the backrooms." Graham whispered to Xander, as they made
their way through the crowd.

Xander stood by the wall looking down, while Graham sat nonchalantly in a
chair beside him, playing with his tie. A bright green scaly thing with
fangs, came up and looked Xander over from head to toe.

"How much for this one?" it struggled to say in English.

"300." answered Graham blankly.

Xander was confused. The amount was far higher, than the plan had agreed
upon.

Graham winked at him, as he separated the cash, and stuck the wads into his
pockets.. The bastard was actually going to make a profit at this. Graham
was going to pimp him out for real.  Xander's cock jumped, and leaked
precum at the thought.

Xander and the demon disappeared into the backroom, while Graham remained
outside, trying not to stare at some of the more interesting patrons.

After about 30 minutes ago, Xander reemerged. He was covered in sweat, and
his hair was a mess. He seemed to have not remembered to put on his shirt,
and was just standing in his cargo shorts. This elicited some
whistles/growls from the crowd that noticed. Xander sat down next to
Graham.

"How'd it go?" Graham asked softly.

"Oh you know. Well, I guess." Xander said, feeling the squishy demon goo
deep in his bowels.

"Dude, you look like you were fucked by a tornado. Hope you are up for
more, I think we have some more customers." said Graham, looking at a pair
of red spikey humanoids that were checking Xander out.

And so the next several hours passed like this. Xander would go back into
the darkroom with an assortment of creepy crawlies, and get the daylights
fucked out of him, and then return to Graham, beaming his goofy grin, like
a kid happy at a job well done. Xander's appearance became more and more
disheveled until eventually he just only managed to wear his boxers.

It was at this time that a motorcycle gang of vampires approached
Graham. About 10 in all, the imposing group began haggling for a group
discount. Once arriving on a going rate for Xander's ass, Graham insisted
on joining the party to supervise. With 10 of the fuckers, he didn't want
things to get out of hand, and not be around to stop it. Plus, though he
would never admit it, he was beginning to get curious of what Xander was
doing back there, and why he came back looking so content.

Xander assessed his purchasers. Their leader ordered the troop to
strip. The boss was bald, with tattoos covering his white body. His scruffy
facial hair outlined a sinister grin, and Xander knew from experience that
this guy was a nasty fucker. Some other notables in the group were a tall
african vampire, whos long thin schlong had Xander's ass quivering in
anticipation, and another was a great big bear of a vampire. Hefty, but not
overweight, this demon was covered in fur, and had a substantial beard
hanging low from his face. The rest were the usual nondescript lackeys,
that Xander had dusted plenty of times before.

Graham, in his distinguished suit and tie, was the only one left clothed in
the room. The group paced around Xander like vultures circling prey. They
slapped his ass, and grabbed his dick.  Pushing and shoving the boy,
bouncing him around the ever tightening circle.

Graham's mouth hung open, as the large black vampire, pushed Xander to his
knees, and immediately rammed his sausage down Xander's throat. Pulling the
whole thing out until the head rested on Xander's lips, the vampire would
then cram it all back down again, eliciting gags from the poor human. The
furry vampire pulled Xander's ass back, making him fall to all fours. The
hefty dude, unceremoniously lined up his thick cock, and slammed it all the
way in. Xander moaned around the black cock lodged deep in his throat, as
his ass got fucked. Xander caught a glimpse of Graham through the action,
who had unconsciously began to play with himself through his pants. Seeing
the hot studly warrior be turned on by the rough fucking, made Xander nut
onto the cement floor. The furry fucker roared in delight as Xander's pussy
muscles clenched his cock in its orgasm throes. Xander could feel the hairy
beast's beard scratch his back, as he leaned over the boy. The bear vampire
grabbed a hold of Xander's head and began shoving it hard into the crotch
of the tall black fucker.

Graham was drenched in his own sweat. The hunky soldier was incredibly
turned on by the dirty action before him. So much so in fact, that he
didn't notice the bald leader coming up behind him.

"Why don't you make yourself more comfortable boy," whispered the vampire
into Graham's ear.

The idea sounded reasonable. Perhaps less so if Graham knew the vampire had
his vamp face on.  It was awfully hot, and his sweat was making a mess of
his suit. Graham undid his belt, and let his pants fall to the floor. He
began to loosen his tie, while the vampire leader helped him undue his
jacket, and shirt. Graham began to pound his meat, obsessed with the hot
sex going on all around him. The vampires that couldn't get a piece of
Xander had paired off and began having their own hot sessions.

"Bring that boys mouth over here, now," ordered the vampire standing behind
Graham.

"But Boss, I'm using ......" the black vampire began to explain before
being cut off.

"Ray, you know what I did to the last minion who disobeyed an order."

Ray reluctantly withdrew his black dick from the boys vacuum throat, and
stood aside, while the furry vampire scoot fucked Xander closer and closer
to Graham. The fucking that the bear was giving to Xander was literally
pushing Xander across the room. Xander groaned as the beercan cock dug
deeper and deeper into his boypussy.

Xander looked up at Graham towering above him. There was not a hair on the
incredibly muscled chest. Xander's fuckaddled brain couldn't imagine a more
perfectly shaped man, and he began drooling for the cock that was being
jerked in front of him.

Unsure of what to do next, Graham felt the guiding hand of the Boss reach
around him and take hold of his cock. The boss vampire fed Graham's pole to
Xander's waiting mouth, as his other hand finally removed the rest of
Graham's clothes, leaving only hanging dog tags. Xander's hot mouth felt
like heaven to Graham, who had gone several months without any sex. Graham
threw his head back and groaned in ecstasy. The bald vampire used this
chance, to lick up the nape of Graham's neck, and nibble on his ear. Graham
moaned again as the hot mansex made him lose all his inhibitions. He no
longer cared that he was screwing around with HSTs. All that he knew was
the hotness around his dick, the sounds of sweaty, rough sex and the
feeling of someone's hands roaming his torso. Graham humped his hips into
Xander's face at a vigorous pace. The lead vampire massaged Graham's
sculpted pecs, and at last grabbed his nipples. Graham's eyes fluttered
open at the sudden painful sensation, but then moaned again as his nips
began emanating pleasure. He began not to be able to tell the difference
between the two. The pinching and pulling of his pecs had Graham hunched
over, shoving his bubble butt back at the vampire behind him.

"Fuck him Devon," urged the black vampire Ray who was still stroking his
dick on the sidelines.

"I know how it goes," Devon, the boss vampire answered coolly.

Above him, Xander saw the trap that was being sprung on the helpless
Graham. He should warn him, tell him to watch out. Do something. But
instead he kept slurping on the boy's cock, distracting him from the
upcoming assault.

Devon, licked his hand, and used it to slick up his member. The bald
vampire was going to enjoy this. His aim was true, and he pierced Graham's
virgin asslips faster than the boy knew what was happening. Graham
immediately stood up straight at attention, caught unawares by the anal
attack. Devon, imbedded deep within the fratboy, once again pinched and
tweaked the helpless pecs. Graham's mouth opened in a silent scream, and he
dumped his load into Xander's hungry mouth.

Xander greedily swallowed all of Graham's seed, and smiled up at the fucked
soldier above him, knowing exactly what he was feeling. Graham's mind was
slipping. Had he just come? Who was pummeling his ass?  He groaned again as
something hit a sweet spot deep in his gut. He felt himself being pushed to
his knees doggie style, as Ray approached him. Devon pulled back on
Graham's hair, arching his muscled back and opening his mouth, just in time
for Ray's black dong to sink into his throat. Graham choked and gargled,
unused to having a dick cornholing his mouth. However, soon his own cock
was rock hard again, swaying back and forth beneath him, as Devon and Ray
enjoyed the spitroast.

Brock, the furry one, had turned Xander onto his back and pushed his knees
behind his head, exposing his vulnerable boypussy to further
pounding. Xander's overstretched hole ached in pleasure as Brock pushup
fucked him. On the downthrusts, the vampire's beard scraped Xander's face,
and he reveled in the feeling of being taken. The vampire thrust his tongue
into the boy's mouth, as he came inside the kid. Xander, in his position,
felt wrapped up by the larger man, loving the feeling of his body hair
rubbing him everywhere.

"The skinny bitch's ass is all yours Ray," announced Brock as he handed the
kid to the African vampire, giving Xander's butcheeks a farewell slap.

Graham whined as his toy was taken from his mouth. He had actually started
to like the sweet taste of cock, and wanted the long back schlong back down
his throat.

Devon laughed as he spanked Graham's round ass. "How quickly the pimp has
become the whore. Moaning for more cock. Don't worry boy, we got lots of it
for you."

Devon continued to spank Graham's muscle butt, enjoying how the fratboy
would hump back on his cock whenever he did so. Ray had pulled Xander into
a doggie style position just feet in front of the other human/vampire pair,
and was long dicking the young man, making full use of his 11 inch
boybanger. Graham's dogtags swayed below his head, rocking back and forth
from the motion of the fucking. Graham had wanted to know why Xander got
off on this, and now he was finding out all too well. He looked at Xander
being dicked right in front him. Seeing Xander, who had his eyes closed and
mouth spread in a smile, Graham realized for the first time how cute the
boy actually was. Suddenly sorry for how he had treated Xander earlier,
Graham grabbed a hold of one of Xander's goofy ears, and brought the boy in
close for a kiss. The kids lips were as soft as any girls he had frenched,
and his tongue invited him explore the mouth beyond. Xander shocked at the
sudden contact, became even more wide eyed seeing the Graham had initiated
a deep french kiss. Xander moaned into Graham's mouth, not believing that
such a hot man could want to make out with him.

Devon, noticing the boys enjoying themselves, knew he had to put a stop to
it in the worst way possible. He had a duty to evil after all. Devon
grabbed Graham's jingly dog tags and pulled them back, forcing the fratboy
to break his kiss.

"I'm going to feed now boy.. Its going to be a rush... at least for me,"
taunted Devon as he prepared to bite Graham. The soldier didn't even put up
a fight, he was too lost in the sensations all around him to pay attention
to what the vampire was saying. However Xander, a veteran at this by now,
hadn't lost his wits completely like Graham.

"STOP!" yelled Xander as he tried unsuccessfully to dislodge the cock from
his gut. Ray laughed as he pulled back on the boys butt, and just kept on
pumping the kid.

"Graham wake up, he's going to bite you!" implored Xander, but Graham just
smiled at him hazy eyed not understanding.

However, what did make Devon stop was a large commotion in the bar below. A
fight had broken out. The pace of the fucking slowed, as the orgy listened
to what was happening. A clear female voice rang out from the brawl.

"Where's Xander? If anyone knows anything, if anyone DID anything, I am
going to personally remove your head or heads from your body!" challenged
the Slayer.

"Devon..ugh.. If you bite him... I'll scream for help... the slayer will
hear," warned Xander trying to save Graham.

"No you won't human... cuz then we'd have to stop fucking you. And I know
your type, you need dick in your ass more than anything," taunted Devon,
unphased by Xander's threats.


"No..... I don't," said Xander, dead serious. As soon as he spoke it, he
knew it was actually true.  Kinda surprising even himself. As Devon
returned to eat the meal he was fucking, Xander grabbed a stake that was in
his discarded pants pocket. In a whirl of motion, Xander flung himself off
the black cock, rolled across the floor, and staked Devon in the heart.

"Fuck...." said Devon as he began to turn to dust.

"You." answered Xander finishing his sentence, and being cooler than he
ever had been in his entire life.

"No, fuck me!" whimpered Graham, annoyed that the cock in his ass had
turned to dust inside him.

"You heard the boy, get to it. But if any of you vamps try any fang
business, you're going to be joining Devon the Dusty over there," said
Xander gesturing to the pile of dust on the floor. Woah, where did that
come from, thought Xander. Since when did I become so authoritative.

A bit confused at the power play that had just taken place, the vampires
looked around at each other. However, still horny, the orgy soon began
again.. But this time with the studly muscle pup Graham as the centerpiece.

Xander now assumed the vacated role of pimp. He couldn't believe he had
saved the day, without any help from Buffy at all. Awesome! Sure, he kinda
envied the fucking that Graham was recieving. But he didn't exactly need it
anymore. Those cravings were gone. He guessed those days were just behind
him now.

Once the last vamp had dropped their load in Graham's newly minted
boypussy, Xander called it a night, and escorted the dazed soldier back to
the Initiative. Xander knew his time working for the Initiative was
probably already over. He was not really interested in demon sex anymore,
but perhaps he could find himself a boyfriend. Preferably someone who liked
to take control, and had a big cock. That would be sweet. The Initiative
would just have to make do without him and his ass. They probably wouldn't
even need his services anyway, now that they had their own boypussy. Xander
slapped the sleepy Graham on his ass, and smiled at the groan it elicited.