"Better Times" SpankSpikePicFic
In better times Angelus has worshiped his boy. The fear when he lay in the old mamor-floored dungeon with his tight ass in the always black jeans.
Even now while Wil wasn't his any longer he imagined his Spike shrine from a century and more ago. Being Angelus again is good he thought. And he would love to spank and cane this cute little ass of Will's. He had so much fun with his boy.
He remembered how much he enjoyed every spanking he gave his boy's cute sheeks.
How much has he loved to use the hair brush on his poetic-soul-boy. Arrgh! What a nice imagination of all the goosebumps on Spike's ass after he had finished the spanking. With that Angelus takes care of his hard-on. Oh yeah, first was always a long and enjoyable spanking. Then, when Spike's ass got red and showed proudly all the goosebumps Angelus used the cane or the brush.
With this thoughts Angelus wasn't able to bear his aching boner any longer. With the imagination of Spike's butt he was lost in his pleasure.
When he was able to breath again reality came to his mind. His boy with this black tight jeans wasn't his boy any longer.
Now Spike has his own boy and when he needs to get comfort this white knight Xander gives him all the comfort he needs. Gaah!! Bad imagination, Angelus thought.
There is one thing that bothers him. Shit, shit, shit! He really wants to know, if Spike enjoys his own boy as much as he enjoyed Wil at that time. His last thought before his eyes closed and he was asleep, was:
Even now while Wil wasn't his any longer he imagined his Spike shrine from a century and more ago. Being Angelus again is good he thought. And he would love to spank and cane this cute little ass of Will's. He had so much fun with his boy.
He remembered how much he enjoyed every spanking he gave his boy's cute sheeks.
How much has he loved to use the hair brush on his poetic-soul-boy. Arrgh! What a nice imagination of all the goosebumps on Spike's ass after he had finished the spanking. With that Angelus takes care of his hard-on. Oh yeah, first was always a long and enjoyable spanking. Then, when Spike's ass got red and showed proudly all the goosebumps Angelus used the cane or the brush.
With this thoughts Angelus wasn't able to bear his aching boner any longer. With the imagination of Spike's butt he was lost in his pleasure.
When he was able to breath again reality came to his mind. His boy with this black tight jeans wasn't his boy any longer.
Now Spike has his own boy and when he needs to get comfort this white knight Xander gives him all the comfort he needs. Gaah!! Bad imagination, Angelus thought.
There is one thing that bothers him. Shit, shit, shit! He really wants to know, if Spike enjoys his own boy as much as he enjoyed Wil at that time. His last thought before his eyes closed and he was asleep, was: