I was walking down the hallway at school looking down at my phone and checking comments and some guy put his face two inches from mine and whispered "roar" then walked away and I don't know who it was and I haven't stopped laughing

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I frowned as I sat on the edge of the playground. I was one of the oldest kids in the fifth grade, which made me one of the oldest in the school. It was the first day of school and I was not happy at all, despite the reigning dominance of being one of the first to have a birthday in my grade, which was coming up in just over a month.

I looked at the kindergarteners who just got out for recess. They all wore colorful name tags on their shirts. Some kids were rejoiced while others cried, scared on their first day of school. I noticed one of the kindergarteners skip up to me. He had messy, black hair and a pink sweater with black jeans and black shoes.

"Hi! I'm Gerard!" The small kid chirped happily.

"Gerard? What kinda name is that?" I sneered, standing up so I was taller.

"My parents gave it to me," he said.

"I think it's stupid," I said. "It sounds like retard."

"But it's Gerard," he corrected.

"I think it's fucking stupid," I stated.

"That's not a nice word," he said.

I rolled my eyes, crossing my arms. "Why are you even here, kid?"

"I don't know anyone, you were alone so maybe we can be friends," he said.

I pushed him down and he landed in a puddle of mud.

"My sweater!" He cried.

I laughed and some other kids surrounded and laughed too.

"Gerard the retard!" I shouted.

The other kids laughed and pointed at him.

"Gerard the retard! Gerard the retard!" They chanted.

Gerard cried, his body covered in mud.

"No!" He cried. "I-I'm changing my name! I'm Gee now!"

I laughed as the kid got up, running away crying while everyone made fun of him.

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Gee held onto my hand as I led him up to the garage. He froze when we stepped inside the room and I flipped on the lights.

"Daddy, no," he whimpered, shaking his head.

"Baby, I thought you said the car accident was a good thing and that it's good they died," I said.

"B-but it was still scary," he whispered. "It hurt a lot."

"You don't have to get inside it, sweetheart, just face your fears," i said.

I tried to pull him closer but his whole body went rigid. I pulled him against my chest, hugging him tight.

"Hey, I'm right here," I whispered. "I'll be right here the whole time."

I lifted him up into my arms and he wrapped his legs around my waist. I carried him over to the car and Gee clung tight onto me while he cried.

"I'm right here, baby," I muttered.

I gently set him onto the hood of the car while he sobbed.

"It won't hurt you, sweetheart," I said. "Just don't think about it. Pay attention to me, darling."

I leaned down and kissed his neck, sucking softly on the skin. When I looked up, Gee looked so conflicted but at least his crying was reduced to sniffling. I ran a hand through his hair, tugging on it to pull his head back, going back and sucking harshly on his neck. He whimpered, wrapping his arms around my neck. Gee seemed to forget he was on a car completely as he kissed me roughly.

I lifted his dress up over his head and dropped it onto the ground, pushing him back down onto the hood of the car. I leaned over him, kissing his neck and chest. Gee whined, his hand tangling in my hair. I moved down his chest, kissing his pale skin until my head was between his legs. I sucked harshly on his inner thighs, feeling him writhe and moan.

"Daddy, please," Gee whined.

I stood up straight, pulling his dark purple panties off. My hand wrapped around his semi, stroking him until he was fully hard. I sucked on two of my fingers, coating them in spit and pressing them against his hole. I pushed them in quickly and Gee whined. There was some pain within his tone but he didn't seem to mind too much. I thrust them in and out of him quickly, his head falling back against the metal as me moaned.

"Daddy's little whore, huh?" I asked.

Gee nodded quickly a whine leaving the back of his throat.

"Daddy wants to fuck your pretty little ass so hard," I muttered, cooking my fingers as I leaned down close to his ear. "I wanna hear you moan and beg. Fuck you until you're crying. I wanna come all over your pretty body too. Wanna fucking ruin you, treat you like daddy's little slut."

"Please, oh please," Gee begged.

I scissored my fingers, stretching him and hearing him moan. I pulled my fingers away, pushing my pants and boxers down around my thighs as I slicked myself up with spit. I lined myself up to his entrance, biting my lip. Gee was panting in anticipation, looking up at me with needy eyes. I held onto his hip, slamming into him all at once. Gee let out a small scream holding onto my shoulders tight, his blunt nails digging in.

I gave him a moment to adjust before I was pounding into him. Gee was just moaning, begging for more as I fucked him right on top of the hood of my car. I lifted his legs up, putting them over my shoulders as I held a tight grip on his hips. I could feel the sweat forming on my forehead, the aching hot pressure in the pit of my stomach. Gee had his head back as he let out high pitched moans.

"That's right, baby, taking daddy's cock so well," I grunted. "Daddy's little whore."

"Yes, oh yes," Gee moaned, nails scratching at my back.

I could feel his legs shaking, hips jerking when I hit his prostate.

"Right there!" He cried out. "Daddy! H-harder!"

I fucked him harder, hitting his prostate with each thrust. I could feel him clenching and unclenching around me and I knew he was close. Sweat glimmered on his body, his chest rising and falling heavily as his hair was messed up even more. He came over his stomach, whining deeply. I continued thrusting into him, wrapping a hand around his softening dick and stroking it quickly.

"D-daddy, no, I-I can't," Gee choked out.

"I know you can, baby," I grunted.

I felt him get hard in my hand again and Gee was sobbing from the overstimulation. My skin was hearing up, a twisting, turning in the pit of my stomach as I was pushed towards the edge. I could feel Gee, shaking legs over my shoulders and I knew me hitting his prostate so hard while stroking him wouldn't last him very long. I used my other hand that wasn't on his dick to wrap around his throat. Gee gasped, his head falling back. I choked him, feeling his whole body shaking. He choked out a scream as he came for the second time.

He felt so tight around me, my heart beating fast, my grip on him tightening instinctively. I came deep inside him, groaning lowly as I did. I pulled out, grabbing my camera. Gee was shaking and crying, covered in his come with my own come slowly dropping out of his ass. I took a picture of him, smirking as I pulled my pants up and pocketed it to hang it up on the wall later. I grabbed a paper towel, cleaning him up.

"The car isn't so bad, is it?" I asked.

Gee seemed to remember that he was on a car as he looked nervous. I stroked his cheek gently, trying to give him a reassuring smile.

"All good, right?" I asked.

Gee bit his lip, looking down at the hunk of metal before nodding slowly.

"How about we get in it?" I suggested.

Gee squeaked, shaking his head quickly. I sighed, pulling him up into my arms as he wrapped his legs around my waist.

"Next time, baby," I whispered.

I carried him inside and down to the basement.

"You tired, sweetheart?" I asked.

He nodded softly, giving a small yawn. I set him down and he dressed into pajamas while I taped the picture up on the wall, which was forming into a rather extensive collection. It ranged from pictures of Gee playing with his stuffies to him completely naked and degraded. I loved it.

Gee crawled into his bed and held out his ankle as he waited for me to chain him. I locked the metal around his ankle and he gave me a small smile.

"Will you please cuddle with me, daddy?" He asked, jutting out his bottom lip and looking at me with wide eyes.

I sighed, taking off my jeans so I was just in a pair of boxers and a t-shirt. Gee held the blanket open and I crawled into it beside him after I turned off the lights. The faint glow of the night light illuminated his face as he smiled. He lifted my arm, snuggling up under it and wrapping it around himself.

"Don't you want Puppy?" I asked, knowing he always slept with him.

He shook his head, sleepily mumbling, "No, I have you."

My arm that was wrapped around him rose and fell from his deep breaths. Gee clung onto me, a small smile on his face. His breath evened out and I knew he fell asleep. It was late, probably almost near midnight. It was definitely past Gee's usual bedtime.

I looked down at his peaceful figure sleeping comfortably in my arms. Gee has always been so comfortable with me. He was never very scared. At least, not as scared as people usually are. He's more scared of cars than a fucking serial killer. It still was a bit surprising, little innocent Gee killed his whole family. The thought made me smile.