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Andrew's Dark Side	By : Jake3455 Category: BtVS Crossovers > BtVS/Supernatural Views: 2246 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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- 1-Andrew's Dark Side
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I don’t own Supernatural or BTVS they both belong to their respective owners
Chapter 1

Andrew walked into the club he couldn’t let the Scoobies know he was into this shit; he undressed in the back and put on the black leather harness and leather pants. He giggled a bit as he pulled out the trusty whip he had bought off E-Bay. God he loved E-Bay and these leather collars.
He walked regarding the submissive boys with a cold eye he wanted to forget his fucking problems. He looked one in the eyes and grinned. The beautiful bare chest couple of tattoos and jeans he nodded and said, “Hey baby”
The guy looked him over and said. “Sorry, I need a Dom not a Sub pretending to be a dominant”
Andrew pushed him into the wall and muttered enraged. “I am not a fucking sub never fucking again”
“Shit, you got some fire!” the man grinned. “Dean Winchester."
“Don’t give me your name” Andrew grunted. “I’m only here to get my rocks off. I don’t need to know your fucking life story."
“Cold, aren’t you?” Dean chuckled nervously.
Andrew looked him over and said. “You either need this or want this don’t be a cock tease alright. I don‘t have all night. I can pick someone else.”
“Oh yeah." Dean moaned. “I need this. I need this bad."
“Good. Kneel.” Andrew grinned. Dean knelt and Andrew fastened a collar on to his neck and pulled him into a private room and locked the door. Dean crawled along after him.
Standing tall looking down at Dean he admired the boy’s body again, oily and muscles he nodded his approval and said. “Strip for me, your safety word’s bluebell. Now get those fucking clothes off.”
“Yes sir.” Dean groaned as he took his clothes off and exposed himself for Andrew’s eyes.
Andrew stared at his boy for the evening and nodded his approval. He grabbed a cock ring and fastened over it over Dean’s cock causing a loud moan to erupt from his mouth. “Problems?”
“No sir” Dean groaned. “I don’t want to disappoint.” As Andrew fixed the ring around his cock he let a loud moan to erupt from his mouth.
“Quiet bitch” Andrew hissed. “I’m keeping you all fucking night, alright. So you better not fucking come yet.”
Andrew grinned then whispered. “Call me, Master, it’s what I prefer".
“Yes Master” Dean moaned as Andrew looked at the manacles against the wall.
Dean felt Andrew pull him to the manacles and strap him in the heavy iron shackles and slapped Dean’s ass hard causing Dean to arch his back
Andrew shook his head. “You’re just way too eager to come aren’t you bitch?” Dean groaned and Andrew cast a spell to prevent his boy from coming.
Andrew looked at his prize the guy was beautiful. No fucking doubt about that. Those green eyes, that short blonde hair, he licked his lips. Where to start? He so wanted to play with his boy.
As he brought out his whip, he nodded and cracked the whip causing Dean to shiver with desire. Andrew looked at Dean’s back and cracked the whip across his back causing a long drawn scream of pain and pleasure from Dean’s mouth. He grabbed a light flogger next and flicked it at Dean. The subtle shift from pain and pleasure to just pleasure was different. Dean didn’t react. Andrew knew then what Dean wanted.
“You like this, Boy?” Andrew screamed as he cracked the whip across Dean’s back leaving crisscrossing bloody lines.
“Yesssss, Master. Dean groaned. “I need another, please".
Andrew’s whip cracked again and again causing several long drawn screams from Dean’s mouth.
“Nice.” Andrew purred, as he looked at the bloody lines on Dean’s back. “You scream so nicely. Do you have more for me?”
“Master." Dean groaned. “Please, use me!!"
Andrew grinned and whispered. “You want to be fucked don’t you. Fucked and used like the slut you are, don’t you? Andrew hissed grabbed a hold of Dean’s short hair and yanked his head back.
“Yess” Dean groaned. “Master, use me. Make me bleed. Make me your slut. Please” He sobbed.
“I will do that” Andrew growled. “I’m going make sure you can’t even fucking walk out of here without me carrying you. I’ll make sure you don’t want to".
Dean nodded and screamed as Andrew cracked the whip against his back again then suddenly dropped the whip and looked at Dean’s ass.
Andrew growled. “You have a nice hole, Bitch. Who does it belong too?”
“You Master” Dean moaned. “My hole belongs to you.”
“Wrong slut” Andrew hissed. “You belong to me slut. I’m gonna be fucking all of you this evening.”
Dean’s eyes widened at his master’s denial before he calmed at the words after. He was owned, if only for this one evening.
Andrew took the manacles off and he hissed. “On your knees, slut”. He was pleased when Dean hardly struggled into position. He unzipped his pants and shoved his cock roughly into Dean’s mouth.
“God slut.” Andrew groaned. “You know what I like. Use your tongue". He knew Dean was choking but he didn’t care as he shoved himself deeper and deeper into the sub’s throat moaning in pleasure. His boy was there for his use, what ever his pleasure was.
Dean groaned, this guy had the perfect cock. Nice and long and he knew how to use it. He felt the guy’s cock slam into the back of his throat and buried his nose into the patch of golden hairs above that cock again and again as it went down his throat he moaned.
“What?” Andrew hissed. “Am I being too fucking rough on your lily white throat?”
Dean licked the cock as he pulled back. “No.” He moaned “Master is just right for his slut tonight. More please.”
Andrew growled as he thrust his cock down to the root and hissed. “I’m coming slut. Drink it down like a good boy.”
Dean gulped down the sweet liquid as Andrew groaned and let his cock plop out of his toy’s throat.
“Master.” Dean whimpered. “Will you fuck your slut tonight?”
Andrew nodded and said. “Yeah slut I will. I’ll fuck your tight little hole bloody. I’ll fuck you so fucking hard that you won’t sit for a week.”
“Yes Master.” Dean moaned as he got up. He groaned as Andrew pulled him back to the shackles and got him tied up again.
Andrew bent Dean over and pulled out a dildo and smeared lube on it. He looked at Dean’s perfect rosebud of a entrance and used the dildo to tease Dean’s ass with it. He whispered. “Slut beg your master to fill your hole. Beg me.”
Dean moaned. “Please master, I need this. Master fill me up.”
“Then the Slut gets what he wants.” Andrew said as his grin turned feral and shoved the dildo into Dean’s hole.
“Master.” Dean screamed. “Yes God, yes please. Do that to me again.”
Andrew nodded. No God, here just me. Sure thing Slut.” and he shoved the dildo into Dean’s ass again loving the screams coming from Dean’s mouth.
Dean groaned as he lifted his ass in the air baring it, he moaned. “Master, please shove your cock into me.”
Andrew laughed as he took out the dildo and drove his cock into Dean’s tight hot ass. He groaned. “Slut you have such a nice tight hole. You haven’t been used or abused enough, have you?”
“N-n-n-noo.” Dean moaned. “Master once a month at least.”
“Oh.” Andrew growled. “For boys like you that’s not often enough. You need to be dominated every day.” As he fucked Dean hard and buried himself balls deep into that tight hot passage.
Dean whimpered as he felt Andrew’s balls slap him. He hissed in pleasure. He wanted the guy to be his only master. ‘This man knew what I needed. Even if I didn’t know myself what I wanted.’ Dean thought as he felt Andrew’s cock hit his prostate his eyes closed in pleasure. He needed to come but he wouldn’t because his master told him he couldn’t come yet. Not until he said he was good and done with him. ‘Let him be good and done with me soon.’ He prayed in his mind.
Andrew began to get harder and more brutal as he loved this sub. He took the thrusts with a smile as he listened to Dean’s screech of pleasure then he heard Dean scream. “Master please. Let me cum, please Master please. Please. Please. Please. Please. Please. Please.”
“Not until I cum slut.“ Andrew hissed as he felt his load building in his balls. He grunted his pleasure as he came hard, clutching his boy to him. As he released jets of fluid into Dean’s ass he looked at Dean’s face frozen in pleasure and pain, he sighed. “Dean, come for your Master.” As he released the spell.
“Holy fuck.” Dean screamed as his spunk hit the wall in front of him in jets. He screamed again and again as he collapsed in a pile crying out his pleasure. Andrew grinned.
Andrew pulled Dean close to him. He stated. “You were a good slave tonight.” He stroked Dean’s hair. “Very good.”
“Thank you, Master.” Dean groaned. “Thank you, so much.”
Dean looked at Andrew’s eyes. He groaned. “You’re one kinky motherfucker. You know that.”
Andrew grinned. My slaves seem to like it.”
“So” Dean said softly testing. “Have you ever thought having a permanent boy to keep?’
“Oh.” Andrew grinned. “You need a master do you?”
“Yes sir.” Dean moaned. “I need one so badly. My family makes me carry the weight of everything. I have to be everything for them, the perfect son and the perfect older brother. I can’t do it for much longer.”
Andrew stroked Dean’s hair and smiled he could relate. He whispered. “You need to get away from them don’t you?”
“Yes Master.” Dean moaned. “So badly, I can’t do it anymore. I can’t do it and I know you just wanted to get your rocks off but well. Please, Master. I need you. No one has ever taken me as far down as you just did.”
Andrew tilted Dean’s head so their eyes could meet and looked him over. He stroked his boy’s chest. “I guess I could use a boy at home like you.”
Dean’s eyes looked hopeful. Andrew got up, looking at Dean and said. “If you come home with me, Dean, you’re giving up control to me. You don’t sleep, you don’t eat, you don’t cum unless I fucking tell you too, all right?”
Dean nodded. Andrew grinned. “Wait here. Don’t put your clothes on yet.”
“Yes Master.” Dean whimpered. “Please hurry. I don’t want to be alone. I’ve been alone to long.”
Andrew ran to the Master of the place. Walking out naked and proud. The Master grinned at Andrew and said. “So you finally found a keeper.”
“Oh yes.” Andrew said. “Dean’s a keeper all right, though he might be my only one.”
The Master laughed and said. “You come here every weekend breaking hearts. What is it about this Dean that calls you?”
“Because.” Andrew growled. “He’s mine and I mean to keep him. Now he’s going to be branded with my mark. No one is going to take him from me. Give the iron to me.”
“Very well.” The young man said as he pulled out the iron and grinned. “You can heat it yourself of course.”
Dean walked around room nervously and moaned he wanted his master back. He needed to be marked. When he saw Andrew walk back in the man looked proud and defiant carrying the branding iron. He looked at Dean who shivered in anticipation as his master used a magical fire and heated it he groaned. He was finally going to belong to someone.
Andrew looked at Dean and said. “Last chance, Dean. Last chance for freedom or be mine forever.”
“Mark me, Master.” Dean groaned. “Brand me, bleed me, mark me, take me. I am yours. Please. Do with me as you will, forever.”
Andrew nodded, looked at Dean’s chest. He decided on an unmarked spot on Dean’s chest and he shoved the iron into it causing Dean to scream in pain. “Scream for me my sweet. Never heard such sweet sounds.”
Dean moaned as Andrew removed the branding iron. Once Andrew dropped the branding iron he cast a quick spell to make sure no infection would occur. He stroked Dean’s cheek and said. “Now let’s go home Pet.”
“Pet, Master?” Dean muttered.
“Yes, Pet.” Andrew said soothingly as he put a collar around Dean’s neck, attached a chain to him. “You’re my pet and I’ll take care of you however I want to.”
“Yes, Master.” Dean said as Andrew dressed him. Then quickly pulling on his own his usual clothes. Then they walked towards Andrew’s home, Dean following him quietly turning his thoughts over.
Faith was watching TV when Andrew walked in. She sighed, she had no idea where he went every weekend, but he always came back happy. She looked over along with Xander and Buffy seeing Andrew leading a gorgeous man by a chain.
“Umm.” Buffy said. “Andrew, who’s your friend?”
Andrew grinned. “This is Dean. He’s gonna be living in my room.”
“Hi.” Xander said. When Dean didn’t look at him or respond. Xander frowned and walked over to talk to him. When he touched him Dean pushed him away saying in a panic. “No, only he touches me. Please don’t.”
“Sorry Xander.” Andrew said. “I’m going to have to train him and he will be punished for pushing you.”
Dean shivered with a bit of delight.
Faith looked at Andrew. It suddenly hit her, she knew the geek had a kinky side and was fucking hardcore about it too. She grinned and said. “So Andrew you got a live at home slave.”
He grinned. “Yep and he’ll be introduced to the rest of you when I fully break him until then, Dean.” Andrew hissed. “You aren’t to talk to anyone but me. You’ll stay in my room, you will take meals up there.”
As the two headed up Xander looked confused. “Andrew's kinky?”
Faith shrugged and said “Andrew’s kinky and Dean probably agreed to this. He wants to be Andrew’s and he does belong to him.”
“Just so long as Andrew feeds him.” Buffy muttered. “He’s too big to flush.” She pulled Xander back to the living room and they both tried to ignore the screams of pleasure coming from upstairs

So I’m not sure how this story will go and I still haven’t figured out how to add more than what I want the warnings to show but if you read the story you’ve seen BDSM between Andrew Wells and Dean Winchester and my grammar isn’t the best hopefully I’ll improve it
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