Zayn's POV
"Thanks Liam," I said, laying in my bed. "I really needed that."
"No problem. Just call me whenever you need to relieve some stress." he smirked and left.
You see, I've been really stressed lately and Liam has been sort of a booty call. The reason why I'm stressed? My 10 year old son, Harry hasn't been behaving lately. I've gotten 14 calls from his school in the past two weeks! *ring ring* Make that 15...
"Hello?" I say into my phone.
"Hello," Harry's principal, Mrs. Walters said.
"What did Harry do this time?" I got up and started to put on clothes.
"He was caught doing inappropriate things in the boys' restroom." My jaw went slack.
"What!?" I exclaimed. "With who!?"
"With another student with the name of Louis Tomlinson. We need you to come pick up Harry as soon as possible. We will speak of his punishment once you arrive."
"Okay, bye." I said and hung up. I finished getting dressed, grabbed my keys, and sped to the school. He's in so much trouble.
~in the principal's office~
Harry's POV
I was sitting next to my dad who was fuming mad because of me. I mean, who cares if I give a friend a blowjob! It's not like we were having sex! Plus, the only reason I've been acting up is to get my dad to pay more attention to me. I'm always really horny around him but I can't do anything about it.
"Suspention for two weeks." Mrs. Walters says. I mentally smile to myself. Two whole weeks with just me and my dad. This is gonna be good. "You may leave now."
"Thank you," my dad said and grabbed my wrist. He dragged me out of the office and to his car. We got into his car and he started speeding home.
"Are you mad at me daaaaaddy?" I asked, smirking.
"Shut up." he says and I smile.
"So I'll take that as a 'yes'?" He pulls up into the driveway and stops.
"Why?" He asks. I raise an eyebrow at him.
"Why what daaaddy?" I see a buldge start to form in his trousers.
"Why have you been acting up? I mean, you're usually so good and you never act up. So why?" he looks at me with tears in his eyes.
"I don't know." I say, but I do know. I've been horny as hell for the past two weeks ever since I caught him getting fucked by my friend Niall's dad.
"Come on." he says and gets out of the car. We walk to the front door and open it. "Go up to my room. Now."
"Yes, daddy." I say and scurry up the stairs.
Zayn's POV
"Yes, daddy." he says and scurries up the stairs. I smirk and start walking upstairs. I get to my room and peek inside. He was palming himself which made my buldge harder.
"What're you doing, buddy?" I ask and laugh when he jumps up.
"N-nothing, daddy." I walk to him.
"Take off your trousers." I say. He shakes his head.
"N-no d-daddy. I-I don't wanna." he tears up.
"Harold. Trousers off. Now." he starts crying and scoots away. I grab his ankles and pull him to me. "I was going to let you keep your boxers on but now, you're going bare." I yank his tousers and boxers down and put him over my lap. "I want you to thank me after each slap to your perfect little ass."
I raise my hand and slam it back down. "Thank you." he says through his tears. I give him 14 more receiving a small 'thank you' after each one. Once I'm done, I turn him around on my lap.
"Are you okay?" I ask him. He nods his head. We stay in silence for a while until he speaks up.
"Daddy?" he says.
"Yes?" I reply and kiss the top of his head. He looks up at me.
"I've been really bad." I nod.
"I know that. That's why I spanked you." he shook his head.
"No, no, no. I mean really bad." I look at him confused.
"How so, munchkin?" he looks down at his hands.
"When I was sucking off Louis, I was thinking of you." he raised up and pecked my lips. My dick twitched under his bum. "Please don't be mad daddy. I don't want any more spanks."
There was no doubting that I found my son attractive but it's just wrong. So wrong. I know I shouldn't do what I'm about to do but he'll be okay with it. Hopefully.
"Baby?" I ask, hesitantly. He looks up at me.
"Yes daddy?" he says and gives me the puppy eyes. I take a deep breath.
"Can I try something?" he nods. I put my hands on both sides of his head and bring his lips to mine. He moans into the kiss as I lick his bottom lip. Our tongues collide and it's new. I'm used to kissing experienced kissers, but I love the sloppiness of an inexperienced kisser. We pull away for air and he smiles.
"Daddy? Can we do what you and Niall's dad did?" he said while kissing my neck. My eyes go wide.
"You saw?" I ask and he nods.
"It was hot. Come on, daddy. I'm ready." he moaned.
"It will hurt." I say to him, pulling him back to look in his eyes.
"I know. I've tried it befo-" I cut him off.
"You've had sex before!? With who!?"
"Louis Tomlinson. It was really fun and I wanna do it with you."
"How old is this boy and why would he take advantage of you like that?"
"He's 16 and he said I'm his toy. I like being his toy." I start fuming.
"Toy?" I ask.
"Yeah, you know, like a booty call. Like you and Niall's dad." I shake my head. No sixteen year old is going to fuck my ten year old son and use him like a toy!
"Let's get you to bed." I say, picking him up.
"Noooo!" he yawns. I carry him to his room and he is fast asleep. Now to find out who this Louis kid is.
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