I pulled at my shirt, tugging it over my head. I stripped myself of the rest of my sweaty clothes and stepped under the cold stream of the showers that I was used to. There were a bunch of wolf whistles suddenly and I turned to see them all directed at Gee.

He stood under the showers, water beginning to soak his hair. I could see what everyone else was laughing about. Hickeys covered his neck, trailing down his chest and stomach and covering his inner thighs.

"Did you have fun with your boy toy last night?" Brendon teased.

Gee looked down at his body nervously, glancing at me before turning away.

"Looks like little Gee got some dick in his ass," someone else mocked.

Others laughed along, all beginning to get into the showers.

"Who would wanna fuck you?" Brendon asked.

Gee looked up sadly before turning away again. I finished up my showering quickly and wrapped a towel around my waist. Others streamed out too, Gee wrapping it around his chest like last time. Brendon, who was clad in only a pair of black boxers, tugged on Gee's towel, pulling it away from him and into his hand. The small boy cried out, trying to cover himself up. Brendon snapped a photo of the poor shaking boy. People around were laughing at him.

"Hm, I'm sure some 40 year old man on the internet would like this," Brendon remarked.

"Hey! What's going on out here?" Coach Carlson asked, stepping out of his office.

"Nothing at all, sir," Brendon said, tossing Gee his towel back.

He quickly wrapped himself up again and turned towards the locker, wiping away some tears. Coach looked around at us before heading back into his office.

"Looks like Frank got some action too," someone remarked.

I looked behind me, slightly seeing some of the scratches on my back in the corner of my eye.

"You with Jamia?" Brendon asked.

"Yeah," I lied.

I got dressed quickly, grabbing my backpack and gym bag. Gee dressed into a simple lavender colored dress with white thigh highs.

"Yo, dickero," Brendon called.

I looked over at him in question.

"Going to Bob's house later tonight, you wanna come?" He asked.

"Can't, I'm busy," I stated.

"Since when has the Frank Iero ever been busy on a Friday night?" Brendon teased.

I rolled my eyes as the bell rang. The two of us headed off to our next class.

"Can I borrow your phone for a minute?" I asked.

"Why?" Brendon replied.

"Because I need to text Jamia really quick but I forgot my phone at home," I stated.

He handed me his phone, looking around at people as we walked down the hall. I opened the photos app, deleting the photo of Gee before closing it again. I handed it back to him, a small smirk on my face as I went to class.

~~

Usually my Friday's were spent partying and drinking with friends. Maybe making out and sleeping with girls. But today I did something I never thought I would on a perfectly good Friday night.

I drove to the Way house.

Gee excitedly opened the door for me when I knocked. I smiled at him, ruffling his hair and walking passed him into the house.

"Anyone else home?" I asked.

"Nope, my mama told me to give you this," he said.

He handed me a list of chores. Of course. I rolled my eyes and got to doing them. Gee followed me, chattering on about some movie he had seen.

"It was so cute!" He cooed.

"I bet," I said with a small chuckle. "Not as cute as you though."

He blushed and I grabbed the broom to sweep the kitchen. Gee sat at one of the barstools, swinging his feet gently.

"Are you done yet?" He asked hopefully.

"Sugar, I've only just started," I said.

"But daddy," he whined.

"Patience," I stated. "Be good for daddy, okay?"

He smiled and nodded his head. I continued my sweeping, listening to Gee's happy humming.

"You know, I think I've worked enough for a break," I said.

Gee squealed happily, making me laugh. I walked over, planting a kiss on his lips. He smiled into it as I picked him up, letting him wrap his legs around my waist. I brought him over to the couch, sitting down with him straddling my hips. Gee giggled, kissing my nose.

"Can we watch a movie, daddy?" Gee asked.

I smiled and nodded. Gee got up happily, moving to put in a movie he wanted to watch. He came back, plopping down beside me. I rolled my eyes, moving him so he sat on my lap with his back pressed against my chest. I wrapped my arms around his middle as the movie started.

About halfway through was when I began to get restless. Hell, I wasn't even paying attention to the movie at all. My hands trailed up and down Gee's thighs, my lips sucking on the back of his neck. I felt Gee lean back slightly, giving me better opportunity to kiss his skin.

"Daddy," gee whispered, a breathy moan hanging onto his words.

"Just keep watching your movie, baby, just like you wanted," I muttered.

My hand went up his skirt slowly, fingertips gently brushing the semi in his panties. Gee whimpered quietly, looking back at me.

"Don't pay any mind to daddy, just watch your movie," I mumbled, kissing his cheek.

He looked straight ahead again, hands gripping onto the waist of my jeans. I played with the top of his thigh high, snapping it back against his skin. Gee gasped, biting his lip. My hands went up again, my left one rubbing his inner thigh with my thumb and my right one ghosting over his panties. Gee held his breath in anticipation. I roughly cupped him, feeling him jump and moan loudly.

I palmed him, digging the heel of my hand in. Gee moaned again and I shushed him. He bit his lip, whimpering quietly and keeping his eyes focused on the screen. I kissed his neck, slowly slipping my hand into his panties.

"I want these off," I whispered.

Gee was up quickly, taking off his panties before taking his seat again with his back to my chest.

"Good boy," I muttered, sucking on a spot right below his ear.

Gee whined, breathing heavily when my hand wrapped around his erection. I circled the tip with my thumb teasingly, smirking against his skin. My other hand came up, massaging his balls. Gee's hips jerked forward and he cried out at the sensation. I looked at the screen that was playing the movie. My eyes glanced down to Gee, who was resting his head back against my shoulder, eyes shut tight and mouth hanging open. I smirked, looking back up at the large tv.

I moved my right hand faster, pumping him quickly. Gee bit his lip, holding back whimpers and loud moans. My thumb dug into the slit, making Gerard let out a loud whine. He was moving on my lap, rubbing right on the hard on in my jeans. I groaned, tightening my grip. Gee gasped, one arm reaching back and tangling into my hair, tugging on the black strands and making me groan.

"Daddy, oh my god," Gee moaned 

His hips jerked up into my hand, whorish sounds escaping his lips.

"'M gonna come," he choked out.

"Not yet, Princess, not until daddy says so," I whispered.

He whimpered, his breath coming out even heavier.

"Are you gonna be good for daddy?" I asked.

He nodded quickly, rutting his hips up against my hands.

"Good, otherwise I might have to spank you," I muttered.

Gee whimpered, opening his eyes to look over at me. My thumb dug into his slit and Gee lost eye contact, squeezing his eyes shut and moaning.

"Daddy, please," gee whined.

"Please what?" I asked.

"Please let me come, daddy," Gee begged.

I smirked, moving my hand a little faster.

"Go ahead, baby," I whispered.

Gee cried out, coming in my fist. He writhed around, moaning out my name and arching his back. He fell limp suddenly, panting heavily as he came down from his high.

"Good boy," I muttered.

He whimpered quietly, looking back at me. I reached over to grab a tissue and wiped it off on that.

"You know, daddy really wants to fuck his little boy's mouth," I remarked.

Gee nodded, getting up off my lap. He kneeled down in front of me, a hand going up to palm me through my jeans. I groaned, looking down at him. I unbuttoned my jeans, pushing the denim down around my thighs along with my boxers. Gee's eagerness seemed to wash away now as nervousness and inexperience took over as he looked at my leaking erection.

He leaned forward, slowly taking the head of my dick past his pink lips. I moaned as the heat surrounded me, slowly going lower and lower. My right hand reached down to his hair, getting a tight grip onto the black strands. I groaned, pushing him down a little bit lower. His tongue ran along my underside, making me jerk my hips forward. He gagged around me, the sound like music to my ears.

"Baby, fuck, I love your mouth," I groaned. "Love fucking your pretty little mouth."

Gee moaned around me, the vibrations sending shockwaves through my body. My stomach tightened into a tight, hot knot. Gee pulled off to the tip, swirling his tongue around it.

"Holy shit," i gasped. "Fuck, just like that, Princess."

His tongue flitted over my slit and I groaned, my head falling back. I pushed his head down, bucking my hips up and feeling my tip hit the back of his throat. I repeated the movement, thrusting into Gee's mouth.

"F-fuck," I choked out. "Shit, 'm gonna come, baby."

My heart was racing, making my skin heat up like the turning of my stomach. The knot came undone and I came into Gee's mouth. He gagged, swallowing some of it and pulling off. Come dribbled down his chin and he gave a small giggle. Looks like we'd need to work on his swallowing. Well, practice makes perfect.

I used the tissue to wipe off his mouth and clean myself off. I stroked his cheek gently, feeling him close his eyes and lean into the touch. I smiled, leaning down and kissing his forehead. I tucked myself back into my jeans and stood up, holding out my hand and helping Gee to his feet.

"Can we play, daddy?" Gee asked hopefully.

"I gotta finish working, sweetheart," I said. "Maybe next time we can."

He smiled and nodded happily. I got to the list of chores, finishing most of them by the time Donald came home.

"Well, I'll expect to never see you around here again," he stated.

I looked at him in confusion. "What about when I have to work tomorrow?"

"You're done, it's paid off," Donald said. "You think the window's made of diamonds or something? It's not that much."

"But can't he still help out around here for money?" Gee asked, who was sitting at the table coloring.

"No, I really don't want this punk around our house anymore," Donald denied.

He walked into the other room to help Donna, who had just gotten home, carry in groceries. Gee hurried over, wrapping his arms around me.

"I don't want you to leave," he pouted.

"I have to, baby, goodbye," I said.

"Bye bye, daddy," he said sadly.

Gee pulled away, giving me a small wave as I turned to leave.