Eighteen and up.~Ziall~

Prologue

   "Hey Harry, when's my dad suppose to be home?" I ask as I sit in our bright white kitchen my head on the cupboard due to the way the sun was barging in on my eye sight.

  "He's at a meeting with Cock stock." This was the usual chatter at breakfast in this home, although most of the time its not just me and my father's boyfriend.

   "Cock stock?" I ask just out of curiosity before I finally move my eyes out of their cave that was the cupboard so I could grab a slice of toast that Harry had layed out.

  "mhm its a uh film company that's going out of business so Liam went to go scope out the free agents." Harry says in his low voice which I've grown to like over the past three years.

  "You talk about porn stars like they're athletes." I chuckle out through my full mouth which made Harry grimace at my manners.

  " Niall we work hard, do you know how hard it is to thrust into someone for almost an hour...I have these bad boys for a reason." Harry defends before lifting his shirt up letting the sun show his defined abs.

   "Harry you haven't been on camera in three years." I add, my father fell in love with Harry before actually filming him and the rest is history.

    "You don't need to be on camera to thrust into someone for a hour..hence the noises coming from me and your fathers room every night.." I just groaned and rolled my eyes. It didn't sound like the normal old parents talking about their sex life because Harry was only 21 and my father was 28.

  "You disgust me." I say suddenly losing my appetite. I stand up and decide to go to the bathroom.

  Walking around in my house is...just very different. Take walking to the bathroom for example. When walking through the Payne household you will see various portraits of naked people male and female. Its not weird for me but every time I bring a friend home they either laugh or freak out.

  As I walk into the bathroom I hear the front door open and close signaling that my father was home, and he had what sounded like two people along with him.

  I'm not very good at meeting new people, so I quickly lock myself in the bathroom. It's not a disorder or anything but I'm just too shy when It comes to trying anything new or talking to anyone new, I like to stick to routine things.

   Right when I finished washing my hands after doing one of my quote on quote routine things, my father called me to the kitchen. "Niall!!!, come meet my new soldiers!" That's what my father called his employee's er P*rn stars...soldiers.

  I really didn't want to go out there...I mean why do I need to meet them? My father has always been one to force new things on to me..not like that...but like that. I remember my 10th birthday he gave me condoms and told me to use at least one by the end of the week....lets just say being the son of an adult film director is less than normal.

  "Niall, don't be rude we heard you stop pissing ages ago." another thing my father is good at is being open about everything to everyone, He gave me my first  talk about the birds and the bee's at age 7..

  "C'mon Niall, he's a bit shy guys don't mind him, Niall get your tiny ass out here." He yells one more time before I decide It was time to actually do what he asked.

  "ah so he's a twink?" I hear a unfamiliar voice ask with a smile in his voice.

  "Yes but he is my son as well." My dad says, my dad is pretty protective of me.

 When arrive to the kitchen  There was a kinda short guy with feathered brown hair and a kinda tall..well taller than me guy with dark black Hair it layed flatly on his head he looked stressed out to say the least.