One Shots (MxM)

Andrew has a Bad Day

Andrew has a Bad Day at Work-

Fizzle

"Fizzle! Get your ass in here."

I frown and make my way down the steps to look at Andrew. He's clearly upset about something. I did all of my chores for today, followed the schedule he had for me, and didn't break any rules, so I'm not sure why he's mad at me.

He gestures for me to come closer while yanking off his tie. He slips his suit jacket off and drapes it over the couch before pulling his belt off to throw it to the side. He sits on the couch with a deep sigh while I continue to wait for a command.

"Come suck me off. I had a shitty day."

"I'm sorry you had a bad day, Master. I'll help you however I can." I tell him. I walk closer and kneel perfectly before reaching out to undo his pants.

He's very sexy when he's dressed all fancy. His hair is down too which only makes him even more attractive.

I lean in and lick up his length just as his phone starts to ring. "Oh, you've got to be f*****g kidding me."

I go to pull back, but he pushes my head down again, making me moan around him and continue to suck.

He answers the phone and groans. "What the f**k do you want now?"

I relax my throat to take him in deeper before closing it around him and gagging. Most subs just keep their throat relaxed so that it's easier, but Andrew said it's tighter and feels better when I close it around him. It does make me gag, but he never seems to care. I think he likes it actually.

"What the hell do you mean he's taking us to court? Does he not understand this f*****g process? He violated the contract, and that makes it null and void."

I'm not too happy with being ignored, but I know that Andrew will give me attention eventually. Right now he just needs me to please him.

"What?" Andrew reaches down into my hair to push my head back, letting his length slide out. "Like f*****g hell! She has proof that he cheated, and he's still trying to deny it?"

I tilt my head and wait for his next command. Andrew is usually mean and temperamental when things don't go his way, so I'm already preparing for him to take it out on me. He usually does.

"Okay, well tell him that he can do whatever the f**k he wants. He's still giving half of his s**t to my client whether he likes it or not now f**k off." Andrew hangs up his phone and drops it on the couch before letting out a loud groan. "I f*****g hate everything!"

It's definitely odd for me to be with a man that's so... childish. I'm a very seasoned sub. I've had many doms before and I'm well behaved. Andrew is inexperienced despite being older than I am. I'm his first contracted submissive.

His personality is also quite immature especially considering that I'm more mature than I should be at my age. Sometimes it feels like I'm the older one, but I still enjoy submitting to him and following his lead.

It was just about the s*x at first. He made me feel good, but I couldn't see myself taking orders from someone so reckless, but he's a good dom. He's done everything to prove himself to me, and once he gained my trust, I became his.

"Use your tight little p***y to please me instead. You suck at giving blowjobs today."

I blush, but force my embarrassment away, remembering what he told me about being humble rather than cocky.

"Yes, Master." I climb into his lap, and sink down on him slowly before putting my hands on his shoulders and beginning to hop in his lap.

Andrew leans back and puts his hands behind his head while beginning to tell me why the day was so bad.

"The poor woman was clearly hurting and that prick had the audacity to say that she's a liar. She even showed us the video proof of him cheating and he still insists that it didn't happen. They signed a prenup, but one of the clauses clearly states that if he cheats then the prenup is void, but he cares so much about his money that he wouldn't even pay a settlement. And then I had to f*****g argue with his lawyer about wether or not the settlement should even be as high as I suggested, and they agreed but then I got a call saying that they're backing out and taking it to court now. That's honestly just f*****g dandy, because now I have a heartbroken woman who's getting dragged even further into this whole mess, and then I come home and my sub can't even suck my d**k well enough to cheer me up."

"I'm sorry I disappointed you, Master. I could try again if you'd like." I offer, doing my best to please him now.

I tighten myself around him when I move my hips up and loosen up when I sink back down. I keep my moans in as much as possible, knowing that this isn't meant to be for my pleasure. It's not s*x between lovers, it's a service for my master.

"It's fine. I'll just have to beat the s**t out of you later for thinking that I'd be okay with subpar work."

Andrew looks for excuses to punish me. At first it pissed me off because I knew I was always a good sub. He'd say one thing and then pretend that he said something else.

The first time I noticed that he was doing it on purpose was when he told me that I could dance with Elliot, but I had to be back in two hours. I came back at just the right time and he decided that he said one hour.

I argued with him a bit, but only made it worse. When it got time for him to actually punish me, it didn't feel like a punishment at all. It was really good actually.

He still does that all the time. I obey him to a T, but after a while I realized that it's the kind of dynamic he likes. He likes seeming like the bad guy. He likes to be mean to me and watch me pout. He likes testing me to see how much I can put up with before I actually get mad. His 'punishments' are hardly anything serious, and when it is, it's easy to tell.

"Yes, Master. I'll happily accept any punishment you choose to give me."

"Good." Andrew stares at me for a moment, making me blush.

He doesn't make any facial expressions, but I can always see his feelings in his eyes. He feels good. I can feel him twitching and growing inside of me as he stares at my body. He looks be over before staring into my eyes with a smirk as if he's proud that he can keep himself from reacting.

I moan softly and hop quicker. Most doms don't like their subs to be on top. Andrew is quite the opposite. He likes telling me what to do and when to do it, and he likes that I listen no matter where we are.

"You really love riding my c**k, don't you? You practically worship me." Andrew moves his hands to put them on my hips, making me move slower and more sensually.

I tilt my head curiously. He doesn't usually touch me when he tells me to ride him. It's always more of a service than it is an intimate thing.

It's like when someone at a restaurant takes your order. It's not like they're doing you a favor. It's just their job. Pleasing my master is my job, so I'm not sure why he's trying to make it feel more intimate.

"You are the sexiest little thing I've ever seen, Soda pop. You have a perfect body and you behave so good for me." He hums, moving so that he's laying me on the couch while leaning over me.

I like his dominance. He does a lot of little things to enforce his role. He wears clothes while we have s*x while I'm naked. He never lets me stand while he's sitting. He looks down at me. He doesn't let me eat until he's finished. He does things like that, but I enjoy it. I thrive off of the roles we have in our relationship.

Now is a bit different though. Even though I'm beneath him, we feel equal. He thrusts into me sensually, reaching a hand up to cup my cheek while the other stays on my hip.

He stares into my eyes, confusing me a bit. He doesn't like when I look into his eyes. Andrew leans in slowly, surprising me when he connects our lips. We've kissed before, but it's not often and I've never ever received a gentle kiss from him in all the years we've known each other.

This is new. Totally uncharted territory. I kiss him back, letting my eyes flutter shut as our tongues dance.

I dare to do more, reaching my hands up to gently grab his face and deepen the kiss. He moans against my lips and moves his hips more.

I usually don't get off on vanilla s*x. I prefer getting chained up and beat until I c*m, but this is surprisingly satisfying. It's slow and sensual and gentle, but I can feel the warmth in my stomach growing as I get closer to my peak.

"M-Master? Can I c*m?" I ask when he pulls back from the kiss.

He kisses down my neck and puts his hands on my thighs to spread them more. "Not Master right now. Go ahead. You can say my name."

This isn't like him. He isn't a loving and romantic dom. He's not soft and gentle. He's not kind and humble.

Andrew is lustful, rough, mean, and cocky, and that's what I'm used to. I like it. This is nice too, but it doesn't feel like him.

"Andrew? Are you okay?"

He smiles at me when he pulls back and kisses me again. "I'm great. I like that you're here, Fizzle. I like having you with me."

He thrusts into me a few more times before cumming inside of me with a deeper groan. "Cum."

I arch my back and c*m on my chest, some of it getting on his shirt, but he doesn't seem to care. He moves us so that he's laying back on the couch and I'm laying on top of him. He lets my hair gently and sighs.

"You scare me, Fizzle Aldridge."

"How, ma- Andrew?"

"I like you a hell of a lot more than I wanted to. I'm not ready for dating or anything like that, but I'm getting there. Is that something you'd like?"

"Very much. I like how we are now too. When you're ready to be my boyfriend then let me know, but I always want you to be my Master."

"Of course. Nothing could make me give that up."