^^this is Frank's bedroom btw

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I grabbed the small boy's hips, pulling him back against me as he moaned.

"Fuck," I muttered, pounding into him roughly.

Things were going great between us and I was nearing the edge, the warm knot like a turmoil that was close to pushing me over. And yeah, things were great until all too quickly I heard footsteps running from down the hall and my bedroom door bursting open.

"Daddy, I had a nightma--"

Frank cut himself off and I was caught in the awkward position of being halfway in this guy's ass as I looked up at him. Frank ran away quickly and shut the door behind him.

"Shit," I mumbled, pulling out.

"So, uh, do you need help finishing or..." the guy trailed off as he looked at me expectantly.

"No," I denied.

I handed him his money and he got dressed before leaving. I put on some boxers and headed down the hall to Frank's room. The white door had a big pink crown on it that said 'Princess' on it in fancy white lettering.

God, it was three in the morning and I was so hard. I really thought Frank would just sleep tonight. But apparently not and he just caught me fucking some guy.

"Princess?" I asked, knocking on his door.

"Princess isn't here, go away," a voice replied.

I opened the door and saw Frank curled up under his blanket. I sighed, looking at the bump in the middle of the bed. I sat down, trying my best to ignore the painful aching of my hard on.

"Baby boy, come here," I said softly.

Frank sniffled and slowly crawled out, hugging Cleo to his chest.

"Sweetheart, why are you crying?" I asked.

Frankie just shrugged, not looking me in the eye. I would've pulled him onto my lap, but I couldn't because of my hard on so instead I just held his hand.

"What's wrong, babydoll?" I asked.

"You're my daddy," he cried. "Not his. I'm your baby boy, not him."

"Baby, I know you're my little baby boy," I said. "He doesn't mean anything to me, he's not my baby boy. He's just some prostitute, I can't even remember his name."

"S-so I'm more important?" He asked.

"Of course you are," I said.

Frankie sniffled, wiping his eyes.

"Why didn't you come to me for help?" He asked. "You told me to come to you for help."

I sighed quietly, running a hand through my hair.

"Baby boy, I just...I always go to hookers, I wouldn't ever wanna pressure you into anything," I said.

Honestly, I just hadn't even really thought of him that way. At one in the morning and I was hard I didn't even think of him as I went to get a hooker instead.

"I'm not pressured," he said. "I wanna help my daddy."

"Okay," I said quietly.

He kneeled in front of me and I pushed down my boxers. Frankie looked nervous all of the sudden as he whimpered. I sighed, going to pull my boxers back up but he shook his head. His hand wrapped around the base of my erection and I groaned quietly. But then he looked unsure all over again.

"Baby boy, have you ever given a blowjob before?" I asked.

He shook his head, looking up at me nervously.

"Come here, baby, open your mouth for me," I said softly.

Frank opened his mouth and I tangled my hand into his hair. I pushed him down onto me slowly as I moaned.

"Just relax, princess," I said. "Daddy's gonna fuck your mouth."

Frank nodded as best as he could as he relaxed. I jerked my hips up into his mouth, moaning quietly. Dear god I was already so close, this is so far the second blowjob I've gotten tonight, although hopefully I'll be able to actually finish tonight without being interrupted. I was just about to finish with the hooker so I don't think I'll last five minutes with Frank.

"Oh, fuck, baby," I moaned.

I watched his lips stretch around me, eyes watering as he gagged. God, I loved Frank's mouth so much. He may not be experienced at all but fuck he was so good.

"Oh god, I'm gonna come," I groaned.

I thrust my hips up into his mouth, my hand having a tight hold on his hair. My head fell back as I moaned, the burning heat threatening to fall over after being on the edge for so long.

"Fuck, princess, I'm gonna come," I moaned.

I looked down at Frank, his pretty green eyes locked with mine, tears running down his cheeks. Fuck he looked just so pretty with his lips wrapped around me.

"Ah, fuck," I cursed.

I couldn't take it any longer as I came. The burning knot in the pit of my stomach fell apart as my hips jerked up quickly through my orgasm. I pushed his head off, noticing the way my come dribbled down his chin. I covered his mouth, giving him a dark look.

"Swallow," I ordered.

Frankie looked up at me for a moment before finally swallowing. He opened his mouth and I smiled, kissing his forehead.

"Good boy," I muttered.

Frank looked up at me, smiling proudly. I put my boxers back on then pulled him up in my lap. I wiped the tears from his face and he leaned forward to hug me. That's when I felt the problem he had in his panties.

I cupped the bulge and he mewled quietly. I laid frank down on the bed, pulling off his nightgown and panties. I kissed along his neck softly, hearing his soft panting.

"Baby, i use the light system, is that okay?" I asked and he nodded. "If you wanna stop just red light."

"O-okay, daddy," he replied.

I wrapped my hand around his erection, stroking him slowly as he whined.

"Like sucking daddy's cock?" I asked and he nodded. "Makes my little princess all hot and needy."

Frank nodded again, holding onto my shoulders. I let go of him and he whined quietly but he quickly shut up when I stuck two fingers between his lips. He sucked on them softly as he watched me with these wide, innocent eyes.

I pulled my hand away, bringing them down to run along his entrance as he shuddered. I pushed one in slowly and he whimpered quietly. He looked up at me, biting his lip as I moved the finger in and out. I pushed in a second and he rocked his hips slowly.

I sucked on his neck, leaving hickeys on his soft skin. Frank moaned as I curled my fingers, brushing against his prostate. I moved them in and out quickly, listening to his desperate moans as his fingernails dug into my shoulders.

"Daddy," He moaned.

I pushed in another finger as his head fell back. Frank's heads rocked quickly and I used my other hand to wrap around his erection and stroke him quickly.

"Gonna come for daddy?" I asked and he nodded. "You're so fucking pretty, baby boy."

He panted heavily, his back arching off the mattress slightly. Frank tensed beneath me before he came over his stomach. He took some deep breaths as he shuddered and I pulled my hands away. I leaned down to kiss his forehead, going to his bathroom.

I grabbed a pink rag that had white butterflies on, soaking it with warm water. I cleaned Frank up and he smiled softly as he yawned. I went to leave but Frank whined.

"Daddy, can you cuddle with me?" He asked. "You can sleep in my princess bed too."

I sighed quietly, crawling into the bed with him. Frankie smiled, cuddling up close to my side. I rubbed his back gently and he buried his face into the crook of my neck.

"Thank you for letting me live with you, daddy," he said. "I really like being your little boy."

"I'm glad you're here," I said.

Frank smiled, picking his head up as he looked down at me. He kissed my cheek as I felt my heart race faster and I blushed.

"You're so pretty," he said. "And thank you so much for everything."

I smiled, running my fingers through his hair as he rested his head on my chest.

"You're even prettier," I said. "My beautiful little princess."

He giggled, kissing my chest softly.

"Did you ever have a little boy before me?" He asked.

"No," I stated.

"You're the first daddy I've ever had too," he said. "And so far you're such a good daddy. It's so nice and fun here, Mr. V wasn't very nice, I'm so glad you took me home instead."

I smiled, holding his body close to me. My heart skipped a beat and I nearly thought it was going to leap out of my chest.

"Daddy, do you have a guitar?" He asked.

"No, I don't," I said. "Do you want a guitar?"

"Yeah, I used to play guitar before my dad kicked me out," he said. "It was always really fun and I like it a lot."

"Alright, tomorrow we will go out and you can buy any guitar you want," I said.

"Thank you, daddy," he said, leaning up to kiss my cheek.

Frankie giggled quietly and I smiled happily. God, I've never been this happy before.

"Daddy, do you play any instruments?" He asked.

"No, but I sing a little," I said.

"Can we go to a concert?" He asked.

"Anything you want," I said. "Pick a show and I'll get us front row."

"And can we get backstage passes too?" Frankie asked.

"Baby boy, we can get anything you want," I stated.

"And can I get a new outfit for the concert?" He asked.

"Of course," I said. "You know, I thought you were tired, what happened to your tiredness?"

"You just make my heart beat so fast that I'm not tired," he said.

I laughed, kissing the top of his head. I reached over to grab his paci, putting it into his mouth.

"Get some rest, beautiful," I said.

He smiled, hugging me tight as he fell asleep on my chest.