Different Kind of Love by Law

Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: Everyone mentioned here belongs to Joss Whedon, FOX and UPN.
Distribution: The Mystic Muse http://mysticmuse.net
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Spoilers: Season 3.
Pairing: Xander/Larry

It started off by entering a chat room. I would jack off while following instructions by whatever man happened to be in said chat room. Sometimes I'd get lucky and Willow would let me borrow her web cam. Not that she ever knew what I used it for.

So now, I think I've finally found a genuine Master in some chat room. We've been chatting for weeks, exchanged pictures, and general information about ourselves. He's 18, and the naked picture he sent definitely caught my attention. Of course, he blurred out his face, saying he's heard the internet related horror stories. Smart man.

Master18Yr: Maybe we should meet Monday morning. You could blow me in the toilets *big grin* Would love to have my boy at school with me.

Master18Yr: I want you to be in the stall closest to the door in the toilets in the Southern Wing of the school tomorrow morning. I'll knock on the door once, and I'll expect to see you standing in front of me.

Xander ran to the school for the first time in his life, knowing this morning could change the rest of his life. Throwing his books in his locker, Xander made his way to the toilets in the Southern Wing. Grateful that there seemed to be no one else in there, Xander opened the door to the stall nearest to the door, walked in, and locked the door.

Half an hour later, and Xander had convinced himself that Master wasn't going to show. Xander knew he was going to have to leave soon, since lessons started in ten minutes.

Xander's heart jumped, as there was a knock on the stall door. Immediately he unlocked the door, and gasped as his new Master walked in. The picture didn't do him justice.

"Good to see you were truthful." Were the only words uttered, as Larry Blaisdell forced Xander onto his knees, freeing his cock from his pants. Larry growled as Xander took his erect cock into his mouth. "I didn't give you permission to do that, Xan." Larry smiled kindly, telling Xander he wasn't being mean, just expecting him to follow the rules.

Xander let the cock fall out of his mouth. "Oh God, I'm so sorry, Sir. I wasn't thinking."

"It's ok, Xan. I don't expect you to be the perfect slave yet. Just follow the rules, and you'll do fine." Larry smiled, brushing Xander's hair out of his eyes. "Here…lick the underside of my cock."

Larry grinned, cupping Xander's head in his large hands. "Smell me, Xan. Breathe it in. Do you know what I did last night? After we had finished talking online? I took of my clothes, lay on my bed, and I stroked myself. Thinking of you, on your knees, worshipping my dick."

Xander's cock grew harder in his pants, picturing Larry masturbating on his bed. With images of him in his head.

"Kiss the head." Larry ordered, his tone of voice exuding confidence, but inside he was as nervous as hell. Larry had topped before, but only online. Never before had he actually met any of his bottoms. Larry nearly breathed a sigh of relief as he felt Xander kiss his cock head. "Put your lips around my cock."

Larry groaned as he slowly pushed his cock into Xander's mouth, his first ever blowjob. His first ever sexual experience with another man.

Pre-cum leaked out of Larry's penis, falling onto Xander's tongue. Desperate to taste more, Xander's tongue swept across Larry's sensitive cock head, surprised when Larry groaned from the act. "Fuck, Xan, do that again!"

Xander grinned around Larry's cock, his tongue sweeping across the cock head, and dipping into the slit. Remembering a trick he'd heard about on a website, Xander began to hum.

Larry came silently, afraid they'd be heard if he made too much noise. Taken by surprise, Xander gagged on the sudden rush of fluids in his mouth, coughing loudly.

"Shit, Xan, I'm so sorry. I should've told you I was about to come. " Larry knelt, rubbing Xander's back and looking into his eyes.

Xander shrugged. "My first sexual experience, letting me taste you, showing concern when you thought I was hurt. Take your pick."

A smile passed across Larry's face. "That was your first time doing stuff with another guy?"

Larry kissed Xander hard, bruising their lips. "That was my first time too. We should meet up at lunch, talk about stuff."

Xander nodded, relieved it hadn't been left to him to make the next date. "Sounds great."

Xander had been hard all the way through his morning classes and was desperate for lunchtime to come so he could meet with Larry. They'd made arrangements to go into town during their hour break, and Xander had a feeling they'd end up cutting their afternoon classes.

Xander smiled at his new Master, and then looked around the hall anxiously, not sure if he was comfortable with other students seeing him holding hands with another guy.

Larry saw his distress immediately. "I want to hold your hand, ok? If anyone has a problem with that, I'll deal with it. You don't have to worry about that." Larry smiled kindly as he rested a hand on Xander's back.

Xander felt a shiver of belonging and anticipation run through his body. "Yes, Sir."

The couple walked in comfortable silence, hand in hand, until they reached the Espresso Pump and sat around a table in the corner. The trendy café was empty at this time of day. Larry reached across the table and took Xander's hand in his own in an attempt to comfort the obviously nervous boy. "I want you to know that we're not going to do anything you don't want to, ok? Just because I'm your Master doesn't mean I'm going to force you into something you're not ready for."

Xander let out a sigh of relief he hadn't know he'd been holding in. "Thanks, I mean its not like I don't want to do stuff with you but I need time, y'know?"

Larry nodded, understanding. "I know, and I want you to stay over with me tonight. I want to push your limits, but I won't hurt you. "

Xander's smile spread across his face, and it soon proved to be infectious as Larry mirrored it. "I'd really like that…Sir."

"Great, we'll go to my place when we're done here. Now we should talk about the rules." Larry's expression became serious, but he still held onto Xander's hands. "You're comfortable with sucking me off, so you'll be doing that until you're comfortable with doing more."

Xander nodded again, deeply embarrassed. The younger boy bent his head in an attempt to get away from Larry's penetrative gaze.

Larry lifted Xander's head with a finger under his chin, and caught the younger man with a concerned look. "No embarrassment, got it? You're my boy, and you want to make me happy." Larry moved Xander's hand onto his –Larry's– crotch. "You're gonna be doing a lot more than sucking my cock, so get used to it."

Xander kept his head bowed and his hand on his Master's crotch as he replied. "Yes, Sir."

Taking hold of Xander's hand again, Larry stood and began to talk out of the coffee shop. "Let's get back to my place."

The couple walked into Larry's house; Xander walking shyly behind his Master. "My parents are visiting relatives for the weekend, so you'll be naked for the entire weekend." Larry calmly said, as he walked into the kitchen. Xander stayed standing in the living room, slightly shocked.

"Sir…I'm not sure…" Xander faltered, not sure if he should be fighting this.

Larry's head poked around the door. "Xander." Larry's tone of voice told Xander not to argue, and caused a shiver of delight to run along his spine.

"Sorry, Sir." Xander murmured as he began to strip himself of his clothes. Within a minute he was down to his boxers, which he slowly stepped out of and laid on top of the clothes he'd piled neatly on an armchair.

Larry reappeared with a can of soda in his hand. "Don't hide your pretty cock from me, Xan." Larry watched Xander's response carefully; the younger man shyly held his hands behind his back to reveal his erect penis.

Xander was deeply embarrassed, as he stood nude in front of the man who was beginning to become very important to him. No one could accuse Xander of being afraid of commitment, that was for sure. Xander kept falling deeper and deeper into a slave mentality every second he was with his Master, and he was loving it.

"Spread your legs a little, and bow your head." Larry ordered, smiling when Xander immediately followed through on his commands. Larry rubbed his hard cock through his baggy gym shorts. "This is the Inspection Position, remember that." Within seconds Larry was running his hands over Xander's chest, twisting his nipples as he did. Larry noticed Xander's underwear lying on top of his clothes and quickly picked them up and shoved them into Xander's mouth. "Be a good boy and you might get my underwear in your mouth. You want that, Xan? Want to taste that?"

Xander's eyes glazed over with lust. "Yes, please, Sir." The words were mumbled, and Larry chuckled as he took hold of Xander's cock.

"Nice." Larry murmured to himself. "Think I'll shave those pubes off." Larry looked up at Xander and chuckled once again as Xander's eyes darkened with desire. Larry quickly tore the underwear from Xander's mouth. "Who does this belong to?" Larry asked roughly as he tugged on Xander's cock painfully.

Larry grinned and grabbed Xander's ass, a finger delving between the cheeks. "Who does this belong to?"

"You, Sir." Xander answered immediately. Xander began to mirror his Master's grin.

Larry's grin grew as he wrapped an arm around Xander's neck and planted a kiss on his boy's lips. "Who do you belong to?"

Xander whispered his reply. "You, my Master." His grin seemed to stretch from ear to ear. Xander submitted immediately when Larry plundered his mouth; his Master's tongue delving into the luscious cavern of his mouth.

"That's my boy." Larry grinned as he pulled away. "Now that that's done, you can put some clothes on. It's up to you. I want you to be comfortable." Larry took hold of Xander's hand and squeezed gently to offer more comfort.

Larry rested a hand on the small of Xander's back and began to rub gently. "More than ok." Larry guided Xander to the couch and they both sat, Xander curling up on his Master's lap. "There are some more rules we need to go over."

Xander waited patiently, then smiled to himself when Larry's fingers intertwined with his own.

Larry began. "I want you to feel comfortable here, so until we graduate next month you can wear boxers. That's the one and only thing that you can decide. I'm your Master, which means I'm in charge. I want you to tell me if you feel uncomfortable about anything."

Larry's hand reached around Xander's body and began to stroke his stomach. "Rule number two is you're allowed to say no to anything, but you must give me a reason. Number three is you don't have to wait for me to initiate anything, sexual or otherwise. Just remember I'm in control at all times."

Erotic shivers ran through Xander's body. "Yes, Sir." Xander's eyes were rooted on Larry's hand as it traveled lower and rested amidst his pubic hair.

Several hours past as the couple sat comfortably watching television until Larry began to disentangle himself from his slave. "Come on, upstairs. There's something we need to do."

Xander followed nervously and took in the sight of Larry's room for the first time. It looked like any typical teenager's room, and Xander wasn't sure why he'd expected anything different. He snapped back to attention when he realized Larry was talking.

"If you're serious, and I mean long-term serious, then you'll be a house slave too. Understand what that means?" Larry sat on the chair in front of his computer as he watched Xander stand nude at the door, his hands behind his back.

Xander nodded his understanding. "Yes Sir, I'll be cleaning up after you." Xander's cock twitched as he realized the implications of being this man's slave. His life would be taken over totally. "Do you…I mean, can I ask a question, Sir?"

"Kneel." Came the reply. Xander did straight away. Larry stood and walked up to Xander. "When you want to ask a question, kneel and tap my knee. If we're in public, touch my hand to get my attention. "

Xander's hand immediately tapped Larry's knee and he looked up at his Master expectantly. When Larry nodded, Xander asked his question. "Do you…want me? For good, Sir?"

Larry's hand ran through Xander's hair comfortingly. "I do, I really do. I know you don't know a lot about S&M, but you have a choice here. If you want me as your Master, call me Master, not Sir. After that there's no going back. You'll be mine until I decide otherwise. "

Xander took seconds to think before he bent down and kissed Larry's feet as a mark of respect. "Your slave asks to be fucked by it's Master." Xander raised his head, but knew not to look up at Larry. A grin spread across his face as Larry began to grind his crotch into his face.

Larry would have jumped for joy if he weren't trying to create the image of an experienced Master in Xander's mind. "I'm not so sure you've earned that privilege yet, Xan. Undress me."

Xander's stomach dropped as he realized he wasn't going to be fucked tonight, but gleefully went about undressing his Master. Minutes later Larry stood in the center of the room, clad only in black briefs with Xander kneeling in front of him.

Larry let out a laugh as his briefs were deftly taken off. "That's my boy. Get in the bed." Larry grinned as he watched Xander's ass bounce as he climbed under the covers. Larry quickly climbed in beside his slave and ordered the younger man to lie on top of him. "Throw the covers off."

Larry's hand traveled down Xander's spine, down to his butt. "I think we should make a new rule. You don't sleep until I'm satisfied. " Larry's eyes sparkled as Xander grinned and his hand traveled lower. "What should I use? Your hand? Mouth? Ass?"

Xander shivered again, though this time it was with erotic thrill. "Anything you want, Master. My body is yours to use however you want."

Larry raised an eyebrow; an interesting thought occurring to him. "Your body's mine, huh? I could take you downtown, have you spread your legs for all the men willing to pay, and you'd still come back here and not sleep until I'm happy, wouldn't you?"

Xander gave the question serious thought. "Honestly, I don't think I'd be happy doing that until college. I mean, if you wanted me to, I would, Master."

Larry smiled in a way that told Xander he had done good. "Good boy, you'll always be honest with me like that. And I wouldn't give you away to strangers like that, but I will be sharing your beautiful little pussy with some guys from the team."

Xander expected to feel used at Larry's words and intended actions, but all he felt was pride that his Master thought he was worthy enough to be shared with Master's friends. "Thank you, Master." Xander bowed his head with embarrassment. "Hope I don't disappoint you."

"Impossible." Larry whispered as he clasped Xander's face. "Jack me off." Larry gasped as Xander's hand wrapped around his cock and began to jerk his cock slowly. "Not slow, fast. Make me cum."

Xander obeyed; his eyes never left Larry's face as he watched his Master in the throws of an orgasm, the first one he'd been privileged to watch.

"That's it, Xan. Make me cum, pleasure your Master!" Larry arched off the bed as he shot three streams of cum over Xander's hand, onto his legs and into the floor.

Larry captured Xander's mouth in a bruising kiss seconds before the Sunnydale High corridor filled with students who'd just finished their last period for the day. Xander's eyes flew open and his body tensed as he felt hundreds of eyes watching him. Larry broke the kiss and smiled. "See? No mobs, no torches, no hideous death. People don't care that we're together."

Xander stuttered, lost for words for the first time in a long time. "I…I guess so." Xander's smile grew as Larry took his hand in his own and they walked out of the school a couple.

Larry's parents were liberal with his upbringing, so they allowed him his privacy by having a lock on his door. So with his privacy, Larry had Xander naked every time his boy was in his room, even if nothing sexual was happening. "So, research party later?" Larry asked without looking away from his computer as he began to type his notes for English class.

Xander sat nude on the floor next to his Master, working on mathematical problems. "Yeah, Master. Graduation's coming so Giles has us all permanently in research mode." Xander winced as a tendril of pain shot from his ass, a pleasant reminder of last night's ass play his Master had introduced, though Larry had yet to fuck his slave.

Larry stood with a smirk on his face. "Kneel." Xander knelt, his homework forgotten, gasping slightly when Larry pulled his pants off and revealed his erect penis. Chuckling to himself, Larry grabbed his nine-inch cock and began to rub the exposed head over his slave's face, leaving trails of pre-cum over his face. When Xander opened his mouth to wrap around his Master's cock, Larry slapped him on the cheek with his penis. "You're making me think twice about fucking you tonight, Xan."

Apologies flowed from Xander's mouth. "Please Master, I'm sorry. I didn't mean…please fuck me."

Larry pretended to think. "Get on your back, and get used to it. You'll be spending the rest of your life on your back, whore." Larry grinned down at Xander to show his slave his words, at least the name calling, weren't serious.

Xander groaned at the mental images his Master's words evoked as he laid back, more than a little surprise that his Master was calling him a whore. Not that he, or his cock, objected. "Master…" Xander hissed as Larry's barefoot began to toe his cock.

Larry tilted his head as his grin grew, lubricating his cock. "Does my slut want to come? Does he?"

Xander blushed as he answered, but he was dancing in his head. He finally had an honest-to-God Master. "Yes, Master. Your slut wants to come." Xander's eyes widened as he realized his mistake. "But your whore knows that his Master's pleasure is all that matters."

Larry laughed loudly. "Nice save." Larry knelt between Xander's legs, his hands stroking his slave's legs. A quick squeeze of the tube of lube, and Larry's fingers were probing at Xander's entrance. Xander groaned as two fingers were pushed into his body, before long he was pushing himself back onto them, trying to drive them deeper. Larry added another finger, and grinned when Xander immediately began to fuck himself on them. "Good thing you like this, Xan. Cause you're gonna feel it for the rest of your life."

His Master's words made Xander stop. "Rest of my life?" Xander repeated, dumbfounded.

Larry smiled and leant forward to place a dominating kiss on Xander's lips. "I own you, I'm your Master. I'm planning on having you spread your beautiful legs for me for the rest of your life." Larry's hands found Xander's nipples and twisted them roughly until they became hard little nubs. "You're my whore, my slave, my lover and my beautiful boy." While he said these words, Larry slowly slid his cock into Xander, his words becoming slightly slurred as the pleasure began to overwhelm him.

Xander forced himself to keep his voice under control, scared of drawing unwanted attention to the room. "Yours! Yours for life! Fuck me, make me your whore!"

Larry did exactly that, the older man's hands pinning Xander down, as his fingers dug into his hips, sure to leave bruises that Xander would later find would make him hard just by touching them. "My whore, look at you, loving my cock pounding into you, my big cock making you my bitch."

Xander was lost in the sensation, mindlessly repeating Larry's words, fucking himself on his Master's cock. A small part of his brain registered the fact that he was getting carpet burns, which only served to make his degradation that much better.

Larry couldn't, and didn't want to, hold back his orgasm any longer. With one last thrust; he shot his seed into Xander's hot body. Pulling out of his slave, Larry moved up Xander's body and cleaned his cock in the younger man's hair. "Fuck, that was good. You definitely know how to take cock, boy."

Xander grinned, embarrassed. "Thanks, Master." Xander stayed on his back, his painfully erect penis bobbing between his thighs. Neither man made an attempt to touch it, and both were happy with that.

A month later Xander had been fucked in every position and every possibly place Sunnydale had to offer. Just yesterday, while he had been on patrol with Larry, his Master had unexpectedly pushed him over a gravestone, pulled down his pants and brutally fucked him. Now he understood his Master's new rule that he was to be prepared to be fucked at any time or place, so he lubricated himself every morning and then again at lunch and after school.

That had been yesterday, and now his Master was taking him away for the weekend, a happy break from the dreaded Graduation fight. Larry had decided to take him out to the country, even going as far to pay for a semi-expensive hotel room with a beautiful view of the forest behind it.

Xander stood in awe when he walked into the room, dropping his bags to the floor. "You…you didn't have to do this, Master."

Larry put his bags down and began to stroke Xander's arms lovingly. "Yes I did. I want you to know that even though you're my slave and I own you, that doesn't stop me from caring about you. This is my way of showing you that." Larry leant forward and did something he hadn't done with Xander before. He kissed him in a way that wasn't about dominance or sexual desire; the only thing the kiss told Xander that Larry desired was him, and only him. "But you're still my slave, so you'll be naked here too."

Xander grinned happily as he stripped and left his clothes on a nearby chair. "I just…" Xander stammered over his words, nerves striking him whenever he took the lead in anything, even just talking, relating to his Master. "I want to…thank you. This is new, y'know? Being treated like this."

Larry smiled, took Xander's hand in his own and kissed it. "Just because I call you things like 'whore' and 'slut' when I'm horny doesn't mean I won't always treat like this, because you completely deserve to be treated like this for as long as you live." Larry released Xander's hand, only to repeat the action with the other hand. "You're my beautiful boy, and we wouldn't be in this relationship if I didn't really like you, understand what I'm saying?" Larry gave Xander a meaningful look, making sure Xander understood the unspoken words.

Buffy had revealed her plan to defeat the Mayor, and frankly it scared the living daylights out of Larry and Xander, which Xander readily admitted as they snagged a quiet moment in Giles' office. "Shh, we'll make it out of this, then I'll take you back to my place, strip you, lie you down on my bed and make love to you." Larry whispered soothingly as his hand caressed Xander's back.

Larry snorted. "I'd fuck you right now against Giles' desk if I thought I could get away with it."

Larry sighed. "We will make it. Both of us. And we will go to college and experiment in any number of kinks I want to try out on you." That earned a chuckle from his boy, which was quickly dampened when Willow poked her head around the door and gravely announced it was time for Graduation.

The battle erupted and Xander tried desperately to keep in control of his unit and keep an eye on Larry at the same time. Xander saw it coming as soon as his Master's flame thrower ran out of gas, and without thinking Xander jumped from his position on top of his seat and managed to save Larry from being hit by the back end of the monstrous snake.

They rolled away to the side, with Larry on top of his slave. "You…saved my life." Larry whispered in awe.

Xander gave his Master a small smile. "Well yeah, you're my Master. I love you."

Larry's eyes widened comically before he returned the sentiment. "I love you too, slave."

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Different Kind of Love

by Law

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