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When Andrew Minyard rides his bike past a rain-drenched hitchhiker in the middle of a storm, he thinks nothing of it. But as Andrew continues to see him, week after week, rain or shine, he can't help but offer him a ride.
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18 Mar 2026
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Neil didn't start regretting anything until later that night, when he and Andrew managed to slip away to the roof. They were finally alone, but Neil was met with the sudden realization that he couldn't reach out to kiss him, even if he wanted to. If he would've known this morning that he was going to have to abstain from kissing Andrew for so long, he would've savoured the last one properly—and sucked his dick for good measure.
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Neil gets his tongue pierced.
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07 Mar 2026
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“Take your time,” Andrew says wryly. His hand slips onto the slope of Neil's waist, settling at his hip where he hooks a finger in Neil's belt loop. “We've only got all day.”
Alternatively: a study on sweat and denial.
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23 Feb 2026
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According to the team, Andrew is currently losing a custody battle for Neil against a sport invented by the mafia.
It’s a running joke in the locker room: Neil cares about Exy, and then, distant second, he cares about breathing. Andrew is somewhere on the list, probably below the new backliner spread Kevin found.
Andrew doesn't bother correcting them. He knows the difference between a distraction and a destination. He knows Neil runs until his lungs burn to keep the ghosts quiet, but he also knows exactly whose bed Neil crawls into when the adrenaline fades.
(Or: 5 times the team thought Neil loved the sport more than the goalkeeper, and one time Neil made the hierarchy terrifyingly clear.)
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05 Jan 2026
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His mind began to wander, conjuring images of Andrew’s lips against his, the black spikes adorning his bottom lip poking ever so slightly into the soft meat of Neil’s mouth. Would it hurt, he wondered? Would he be able to feel the sting? Or would it get swallowed by the plush swell of Andrew’s lips, the gentle glide of his tongue against Neil’s?
Neil meets a handsome stranger outside the club and discovers a newfound curiosity for piercings. He just wants a taste, but in the end, he may get more than he bargained for.
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13 Oct 2025