Sauntering into the kitchen, Randy smiled as he watched Evan prepare the requested breakfast. Moving stealthily he crept up on his small lover and then with no warning at all wrapped his arms around Evan's waist and lifted him off the ground. The resulting squeal followed by a loud curse made Randy giggle and as he set the scowling Evan back on the ground he brushed a kiss into Evan's hair rumbling, "D'I make you jump, My boy?"

"Yes you did!" pouted Evan, smirking up at his daddy. He poked his tongue out at the older man then handed him a coffee saying, "Here one coffee as requested."

Randy took the cup and leaning down kissed Evan's cheek – fighting the urge to kiss his lover properly – and murmured, "You take such good care of me - thank you."

"You're welcome," breathed Evan locking his eyes with Randy as he added meaningfully, "Daddy."

Randy shivered in delight then pulling back he wandered to the breakfast counter. Taking a long sip of the coffee he watched as Evan bent down to grab a plate. As he did Randy noticed the t-shirt ride up revealing just the top of the band of Evan's underwear. He could see a pure white band which could mean only one thing – Evan was wearing his tighty whities. Just the mere thought of his lover encased in those innocent looking shorts made Randy groan out loud. He was now going to be envisioning those on Evan and nothing else all day. When Evan wore them for the initial game of "Daddy" Randy had wanted to just ripped them off him and masturbate onto them, among other things which he was sure in due time he would get to do.

Sipping on his coffee he watched Evan eat his breakfast of bacon and eggs and cereal. Fruity Pebble which they bought last week when John was staying over as a joke but it turned out both of them enjoyed eating them.

"Daddy," whined Evan shaking Randy from his thoughts.

"Yes my boy," Randy set his coffee down wondering why Evan was using that tone when he could see nothing wrong.

"We're out of pebbles," Evan pouted a little and tried not to bust out laughing at how silly he sounded.

"We can pick up more on the way home from the range I promise," Randy chuckled. "I know you love those fruity things, especially the purple ones."

"So when are we leaving? And which car are we taking?" Evan shovelled a mouth full of egg into his mouth.

"As soon as you're done eating and you can pick the car," Randy poured another cup of coffee.

"Really?" asked Evan excitedly, "I can choose?"

Randy nodded smiling indulgently at the look on Evan face.

"You mean it?" asked Evan licking his lips, "I can choose any single car in the garage?"

"That's what I said," rumbled Randy smirking as the tip of Evan's tongue poked out between his lips, a sure sign he was deep in thought.

After a few moments Evan gave a little giggle and making sure to give Randy his best big puppy eyes he asked innocently, "Can we take the Bentley?"

The splutter of coffee and the following coughs were enough to make Evan giggle behind his hand. Randy glared at him snapping, "My Bentley? You seriously want me to drive my Bentley along those dirt roads? It'll get filthy!"

"I'll clean it when we get back," offered Evan letting his voice drop slightly causing Randy to sigh wistfully. It was a sigh that turned into a full groan as Evan added seductively, "You can watch me while I do it, watch me clean every single bit of it..." he slid off his stole and walking around to stand in front of Randy he tilted his head and smiled the most innocent and yet erotic smile he could and he breathed, "You know how messy I get when I clean things..."

Randy groaned again just picturing Evan soaking wet cleaning his car. It as enough to have him shifting uncomfortably on his stool. Then realising what his lover was doing Randy glowered at him fondly and snarled, "You are being a very bad boy," he leant forward and sliding his hand around Evan's neck he pulled him closer. Opening his legs so Evan stood between his powerful thighs Randy caressed the back of his neck adding warmly, "And if you don't behave I'm going to have to punish you. And I'm sure you wouldn't want that, would you...My boy?"

"No Daddy I want your rewards not your punishments," Evan smirked knowing full well he enjoyed the punishment just as much as the reward.

"Good boy, ok lets go put my guns in their cases so we can get going to the range," Randy started towards his storage room where he kept his large collection of fire arms. ``Any certain gun you would like to shoot today boy?`` Randy picked up one of his favourite hand guns stroking it lovingly before packing it in a case with the bullets.

``Can I try this one,`` Evan picked up a gun he had used before in the past but for sake of the game he was going to act like he had never used it. ``I`ve always wanted to shoot this one.``

Randy knew to play along and nodded and gave the ok then went about packing the gun. He was glad Evan picked a gun he had used before because he had been worried the younger man might have selected something with too much fire power for the range.

Randy picked out one final gun that packed a little punch but would be fun to teach Evan to shoot because it would require body contact between them. ``Ok there we`re are ready to go.``

Evan was grinning as Randy eased his beloved Bentley out of the garage and onto the drive. Opening the door Evan climbed in making sure to wipe his feet before setting foot inside the cream interior. Snuggling back into the soft leather seat he looked over and grinned at Randy. Randy lowered his dark glasses and winked at him before growling, "Put you belt on."

"Yes Daddy," chuckled Evan quickly belting up and settling back for the short drive.

As they headed along Evan started fidgeting. Noticing the wriggling going on beside him Randy rumbled, "You okay, my boy? You seem...wriggly?"

"Just trying to get comfy," mumbled Evan, frowning slightly as he wriggled some more.

"You uncomfortable?" asked Randy risking a sideways glance.

"Well kind of," admitted Evan a slight blush working its way up his face.

"Kinda? What's wrong?"

There wasn't a reply and it was only after Randy growled at him that Evan confessed, "I'm not used to wearing such well constricting underwear."

Randy coughed trying very hard to stop himself from bursting out laughing. Seeing the pout Evan threw him, Randy gave a little chuckle. Taking one hand off the wheel he reached over and caressing Evan's thigh he soothed, "Don't worry my boy, Daddy'll make it worth your while I promise."

"Really Daddy you mean that?" Evan gave Randy a seductive look. "Does that mean I can have a bag of cheesy chips at the range?"

Randy knew what happened anytime Evan ate those chips - finger licking. Those chips were just coated with cheese powder and when you ate them your fingertips got coated with the cheese. Whenever Evan ate them he made a show out of licking his fingers. Letting his tongue make long sweeps up and down his fingers, then he would swirl it around the tips getting all the cheese.

Then there was the noises, Evan would make more mmms and smacking sounds . The scene drew Randy's mind straight to the gutter every time and all he could ever see was Evan on his knees licking up and down his shaft making those same noises and using those same techniques.

"You can have them but you must be a good boy and wipe your fingers on a napkin because only naughty boys lick their fingers clean," Randy flexed his hands around the steering wheel.

"But Daddy that's a waste of cheese and the cheese taste so good," Evan whined.

"No licking or I will punish you. And that is a promise," the Viper gave a wicked grin knowing full well Evan would break the rules.

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Randy signed them into range noting with delight that barely anyone else was there. Picking up his gun case he indicated for Evan to follow him. As they wandered through the club house towards the shooting range Randy glanced across and murmured, "We'll have to be careful never know when you're gonna get snapped being in public."

"I do know that," chuckled Evan, "And don't worry I'll be subtle..." he paused and glancing around he leant in closer whispering, "...Daddy."

Randy growled deep in his throat and glared at the smaller man but Evan simply grinned back at him and winked. Giggling to himself he pushed the door open and stepped out onto the range a low whistle escaping his lips as he realised they had been assigned an outside range. Glancing back he called, "Its beautiful out here."

Randy nodded in agreement even though he wasn't looking anywhere except at Evan's smile.