When daddy came to tuck me in he wasn't wearing skin protection (clothing). I was very confused until he said "Frankie don't you know what day it is?" He smirked down at me as I lay with my head in the feather down pillow. I began to feel intimidated and started whimpering quietly, I knew that was what he would want me to do. I was about to get up when Gerard started to straddle me. He ran his hands up the inside of my pyjama top and indicated for me to lift my arms, and ripped it off. "Have you been good for Daddy?" Gerard growled. "Y-yes, al-always" I replied. He lowered his head down to my neck and breathed hotly into my ear "then you'll get a special present for being such a good boy." His words sent shivers down my spine as I noticed what he meant. Gerard then turned his head to the and left a trail of kisses to my mouth. He sat up and grinded himself against me said "you know the rules". My breathing hitched and my heart raced in excitement and anticipation. He started palming my crotch area while raising a hand to push the hem of my pyjama bottoms off my hip.
