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Andrew fights a yawn as he gets out of his car. It had been a long day at the university since his students were nearing finals and theses had to be consulted on. Also, it was boring as hell, now that Neil had finished his degree and moved on to his professional Exy career.
He missed the fun days they had in Andrew's office, when he played with Neil before he went off to class, or played with him during class. But, he was still proud of his boy when he graduated with a distinction and got drafted right out of college to one of the top Exy teams.
Neil was currently in Florida for a game. He'd been gone for about two weeks, having two away games, the first one in New York. He'd invited Andrew, but Andrew knew he'd be swamped this week, and wouldn't be able to make it. The distance was tough, but it just made their meetings after all the better.
He smiles to himself as he walks up the stairs to the porch, remembering the last time he'd played with Neil, right before his baby boy left for Florida. He'd locked Neil up in a plastic cage that would fit comfortably in his groin protector cup, and Neil had gone utterly lax at the feeling, thanking Andrew over and over.
Andrew sighs heavily, wishing that Neil was home after this long, tiring day, but knows that it would take just one call to his boy to hear his voice and he'd be fine.
He opens the door, rubbing his hand through his hair, turning and locking it. When he enters the living room, he stops in his tracks.
"Hi Daddy," Neil's flushed, and Andrew's surprise is overruled by his cock when it thickens in his pants as he surveys his baby boy.
Neil's wearing black lace panties that barely hide his caged cock. The garter belt is wrapped around his muscular thigh, hooked to the sheer stockings, which makes his legs look long and smooth. His feet are arching perfectly in fucking black strappy stilettos with clear platforms and heels. Long straps encase his hard, upper body, and his nipple piercings glint in the light.
But what really gets to Andrew, is the bright red lipstick that's glistening on Neil's lips.
"Baby boy," Andrew murmurs, voice slipping into Dom mode effortlessly. "What the fuck are you wearing?"
Neil blushes prettily, ducking his head as he looks at Andrew through his eyelashes. Andrew wants to wreck him. "Thought I would surprise you, Daddy. So, I bought the outfit and the cheapest lipstick I could find."
Andrew couldn't wait to get that lipstick smeared on his cock as he fucked Neil's face.
He stalks up to Neil, hand gripping Neil's hair, pulling him close. Neil's taller than him, even more so with the heels, but that isn't going to stop Andrew.
"Safeword, pretty boy," he growls, and Neil makes a soft, pleased sound.
"Lighter, Daddy," Neil whispers, and Andrew's nodding decisively, only now noticing the mascara darkening Neil’s eyelashes.
Andrew presses his thumb to Neil’s lips, smudging his lipstick easily. Perfect.
“Playroom,” Andrew rumbles. “Bring the lipstick.”
With that, he turns and stalks toward the playroom, loosening his tie. He smirks when he hears Neil scrambling behind him, attempting to run to the bedroom in those ridiculous heels to get the lipstick, shoes clacking.
Andrew goes into the playroom, kicking off his shoes, and pulling off his socks. His cock is already hard in his slacks, and he bypasses all of their toys and goes to the back of the room. There’s a single leather armchair in the corner that Andrew’d bought to use while Neil was coming down from subspace, and the bed was messy.
He grabs lube and sits on the couch, sitting back and unzipping his pants, pulling out his hard cock and fisting it slowly.
Neil’s entrance is preceded by the sound of the heels, and Andrew’s cock throbs in his fingers when he sees Neil, clutching the tube of lipstick in his hand, as he approaches Andrew, slack-jawed as he watches Andrew fondle his erection.
“Daddy,” he whimpers, and then he’s handing Andrew the lipstick. Andrew takes it, hooking his finger in Neil’s lacy underwear and yanking him forward. Neil stumbles, and Andrew catches him, letting him straddle his lap.
Andrew grips Neil’s chin, inspecting his messy lips, and Neil flushes a bright red that almost matches the shade of lipstick he had on.
Andrew’s thumb spreads his lipstick around some more before he’s yanking Neil in and kissing him messily.
Neil moans, arching into Andrew’s kiss, as Andrew kisses him hard and dirty. Neil melts against Andrew, arms wrapping around Andrew’s neck, lace covered caged cock rutting desperately against Andrew’s erection.
Andrew pushes him back, cock throbbing when he sees how Neil’s lipstick is smeared all over his mouth, eyes lidded. He looks already fucked out, and Andrew loves it.
“On your knees, pretty boy,” Andrew groans, and Neil rushes to obey, flushing as he kneels between Andrew’s legs, looking up at him. Andrew doesn’t doubt he has lipstick all over his own mouth, but he doesn’t care, because Neil’s looking up at him like he hung the moon.
He rubs his cockhead against Neil’s lips, and Neil’s eyes flutter. He can tell that Neil’s fighting the urge to open his mouth and suck him, something he’s been disciplined for many times.
“So patient,” Andrew croons, and Neil looks pleased. Andrew lets go of his cock, gripping Neil’s hair and pulling his head back. Neil allows him to do what he wants, eyes lidded. Andrew uncaps the lipstick, spreading the makeup messily across Neil’s lips, and Neil grins.
“Colour, pretty boy,” Andrew murmurs, and Neil blinks languidly.
“Green, Daddy,” he whispers, and Andrew smiles.
“Good boy,” he praises, and Neil blushes. “Hands behind your back, baby.” Neil obeys and Andrew curls his hand tighter in Neil’s hair. “Open up, baby boy,” he murmurs, and he slides his cock into Neil’s mouth.
Neil groans lightly, and Andrew’s cock twitches in Neil’s mouth when he sees Neil’s bright red lips wrapped obscenely around his cock. He presses Neil all the way down, and his boy goes easily, swallowing Andrew’s cock naturally after years of practice. Andrew curses lowly as Neil’s cherry lips brush press against the base of his cock, staining the skin and blonde hair there.
“Fuck, baby boy,” Andrew’s breath hitches as Neil looks up, eyes blue as the sky, sending a thrill straight to Andrew’s hard member.
Andrew holds his face down, fucking up and thrusting into Neil’s warm mouth, pressing in deep. Neil’s eyes flutter as he runs out of air, and Andrew pulls him up. Neil gasps for air, lips spit slicked, and he looks absolutely fucking debauched.
Andrew’s cock is stained with red, especially further down to the base. He pushes his cock back into Neil’s mouth. He leans back, keeping his hand buried in Neil’s hair, wrapping his thighs around Neil’s neck. He knows it’s Neil’s favourite position, being held down by Andrew’s thighs and face fucked.
Neil’s face is streaked with black tears as he cries, Andrew moving Neil’s head to suck him hard and deep, holding him to the base of his cock until he’s sobbing and writhing. Andrew knows Neil could push him away if it goes too far, but he doesn’t let it, yanking Neil’s head back, just as Neil starts to lose air.
Neil’s panting, but lurches forward to presses his lips against the base of Andrew’s cock, mouthing at his erection hungrily.
“Colour, baby,” Andrew asks, voice rough, cock unbelievably hard and aching.
“Green, Daddy,” Neil whimpers, looking up at Andrew. His face is a mess of Andrew’s precum and his own spit and tears. His pale, scarred face is streaked with black, and his lips are a big blotch of red. He looks completely fucked out. “Daddy, my cock hurts,” he whines, still rubbing his lips against Andrew’s cock.
Andrew doesn’t think he’d ever get tired of having sex with Neil. Neil’s always so needy and responsive, and he loves it.
“C’mere,” Andrew murmurs, releasing Neil from between his thighs, pulling him up to sit on his lap. Neil’s cock is shiny with precum, panties soaked with it.
Andrew fondles the sensitive head, rubbing it through the space in the cage. Neil squeals, squirming, and Andrew smirks, taking the key from where he always kept it around his neck. He pushes Neil’s panty down to under his balls, unlocking Neil’s cock cage and freeing his needy cock.
Neil gasps, groaning as his cock swells in Andrew’s hand almost immediately. “Thank you, Daddy,” he cries out, rocking desperately against Andrew’s hand.
Andrew smacks him on his thigh, and Neil stops immediately. He’s flushed and panting, face slack with pleasure.
“Ride me, pretty boy,” Andrew sits back and folds his arms behind his head, looking amusedly at Neil’s expression. Neil lights up, slicking Andrew’s cock with the lube and raising his hips, trembling as he sinks down onto Andrew’s erection.
Neil cries out as Andrew’s cock spears him, and Andrew watches his lipstick-stained member disappear inside of Neil. Neil’s unbelievably tight, as always, his cock hard and red, curving up from his groin, precum beading at the tip.
Neil gasps as he raises up, pulling his panty to the side and sinks down again, moaning. “D-Daddy, you f-feel so good,” Neil sobs, putting his hands on Andrew’s knees, leaning back and riding Andrew desperately.
He’s making these loud, whimpering sounds as his cock slaps his abdomen repeatedly, and Andrew groans as Neil fucks himself on Andrew’s cock hard.
Andrew’s so close, he can feel his balls drawing up, but he fights his orgasm as Neil chases his. He growls, yanking Neil close into a rough kiss, fingers pinching Neil’s pierced nipples harshly.
Neil wails, wrapping his arms around Andrew and kissing him deeply as he fucks Andrew desperately. Andrew grunts, sliding his arms under Neil’s thighs, pushing himself up.
Neil immediately catches on, wrapping his limbs around Andrew, still trying to grind down onto Andrew’s cock. Andrew cups Neil’s ass, holding him tightly.
“Heels off,” Andrew growls, and Neil immediately stretches to unbuckle them. Andrew walks over to the playroom’s bathroom, hearing two thumps as he walks. Neil’s hard cock is pressed between them and Neil’s whimpering as his sensitive erection rubs against Andrew’s abs.
“You’re so strong, Daddy,” Neil pets Andrew’s hair as Andrew carries him to the bathroom. He slides out of Neil’s hole, and Neil groans. Then Andrew’s resting him down on his feet, pivoting him to face the mirror.
Andrew smirks when he sees Neil’s expression as he surveys his own reflection. Neil’s eyes are wide, and a flush joins his messy lips and streaked mascara.
Andrew plasters along Neil’s back, hand gripping Neil’s hair tightly. “You look like a slut,” Andrew growls, and Neil screams when Andrew drives his cock into him to emphasise his point.
“Daddy!” Neil wails, and Andrew’s bending him over in front of the mirror and fucking him hard. His stockinged feet are slipping on the tile from the hard thrusting, but Andrew holds him up tightly.
“Look at yourself,” Andrew commands, and Neil obeys, eyes watching himself get fucked, watching his every expression, especially when Andrew grinds down on his prostate.
“Look how slutty you look,” Andrew growls. “You’re like a fucked out whore. You’d let any guy fuck you. Because you’re a slutty bitch.”
Neil gasps for air, fingers curling into fists. Andrew watches the long thin line of precum dripping to the floor. He slams into Neil hard.
“Daddy,” Neil sobs, fresh tears mixing with the black mascara streaks. “Daddy, I’m close,” he whimpers.
“Do sluts get to come?” Andrew asks darkly, and Neil lets out a cry. “Waiting at home, dressed in nothing but your panties-,” Andrew snaps the waist of the underwear against Neil’s skin and Neil moans. “Just waiting for me to come fuck you.”
“Yes Daddy,” Neil gasps, thrusting back to meet Andrew’s hard thrust. “I’m a slut; I’m your slut.”
“Yes you are,” Andrew rumbles, before biting down on the juncture of Neil’s neck and catching his nipples between his fingertips, pinching. Neil squeals, hole clenching on Andrew’s cock.
“Come untouched like the slut you are,” Andrew growls into his skin, and Neil’s entire body seizes, shuddering violently, screaming himself hoarse, coming hard, cum exploding from his cock.
His orgasm triggers Andrew’s, and Andrew grunts as he comes, thrusting a few hard times into Neil, coming hard.
Neil’s gasping for air when they finally come down, and Andrew reaches over to the cupboard without slipping out of Neil. They had a couple of butt plugs there, so Andrew takes one, and Neil flushes even brighter when he sees it.
Neil’s legs are wobbly, but he still obeys when Andrew tells him to bend over and grab his ankles. Andrew slides out of him and presses in the butt plug immediately, and it slides in with a pop.
Neil groans when it fills him, shivering. “Oh fuck, Daddy, I’ve missed that,” he moans. “It’s so full.”
He stands, turning and catching Andrew in a deep kiss. Andrew returns it passionately, holding Neil close. When they part, Andrew looks down at his shirt, which is stained with makeup. His face also has red lipstick smudged on it, all the way down to his neck.
“You made a mess,” Andrew mutters, and Neil giggles. Andrew kissed him again fondly, before pushing Neil into the shower.
After they’re all clean, Neil’s snuggling into the bedsheets, waiting for Andrew as he wipes off the leather and cleans up quickly. The butt plug is still nestled comfortably in Neil’s hole, and Neil lays on his stomach on top of the sheets, smirking at Andrew and shaking his ass.
Andrew passes and smacks his perky ass. “Stop teasing,” he warns, and Neil giggles, hugging the pillow.
“Who’s teasing?” He asks innocently, and Andrew rolls his eyes, getting into bed, under the covers. Neil shifts so he could slide under the covers too, curling near Andrew.
“What’re you doing back in South Carolina, Neil?” Andrew asks softly, hand caressing Neil’s back.
“When the match finished, I left immediately and grabbed a flight. Matt covered for me,” Neil murmurs. “I was missing you.” Neil sighs softly. “We won, by the way.”
“Good job,” Andrew praises him, and Neil flushes. “But I already knew. I saw that you scored ten goals. I’m proud of you.”
Neil bites his lip, grinning at Andrew. “Thanks, Drew,” he responds, beaming at him. “I know you hate surprises, but I was excited.”
“You’re a surprise I’d never hate,” Andrew murmurs, kissing Neil and Neil turns bright red, hugging Andrew tightly as he falls asleep.