Zayn was walking off of the bus after a long day of work. Completely stressed, and for some reason... horny. Maybe, it was because ever since Liam left he's resorted to wanking every once in a while. He got home and looked for his 9 year old son Niall. He had blonde hair (A/N I know he started dying his hair at twelve, but let's just pretend:)), aquatic blue eyes, and the most adorable cheeks. Zayn adopted him when Niall was 6 and he was 23 so over time they formed a great bond.
"Niall... baby, where are you?" Zayn cooded.
"I-I'm in m-my r-r-room." Niall chocked out.
Zayn was extremely upset that Niall was sad. He knocked on the door, and Niall invited him in.
"Daddy, i-it hu-hurts." Niall said pointing to his boner.
"Niall I would help, but that's wr-" Niall interrupted Zayn.
"I know it's wrong, but please help." Niall pleaded.
"Ok." Niall's face lit up like a Christmas tree.
(A/N I am going to put 'z' and 'n' instead of speaker tags.)
Z: Take off your boxers, love.
N: Ok.
Zayn crawled on top of Niall, and passionately kissed him. He worked his way down to Niall's member, and started to rub his throbbing, 6 inch member.
N: Ahhhhhh, yes daddy. Oh, daddy more.
Zayn's dick throbbed when Niall called him 'daddy'.
N: YEEEEES, OHHHHH DADDY!!!
Niall shouted as he came.
N: Daddy, your willy is like how mine was! Can I help?
Z: Sure Ni.
Niall went over to Zayn, and started to suck on his cock.
Z: Ohhhhhh, Ni where did you learn that?
Niall attempted to reply, but only sent vibrations through his dick.
Z: FUCK YES!!!!
With that, Zayn came.
"I love ya Ni."
"I love you too daddy."
