I sat with Gee on my bed, a week after the court had happened. Gee was again doing a lot better now. I think just knowing his parents wouldn't be able to touch him made him feel safer.

"I need to paint my nails again," he said, looking down at his fingers.

I reached over and handed him my bottle of black nail polish. He took it in his hand, biting his lip as he looked at it.

"I-I don't think i wanna paint my nails black anymore," he said.

I raised my eyebrows. Gee usually just wears dark clothes and paints his nails black.

"What color do you want?" I asked.

"Um, purple," he chose.

"I don't have purple," I said. "I'm sure Jamia does."

"Ooh, can I go over to Jamia's?" Gee asked. "I haven't seen her in a while. I miss her."

"Yeah, of course you can go over there," I said. "Just give her a call first."

He nodded, grabbing his phone as he went to the other room. I sighed, leaning back peacefully. Mikey has been gone for the past two days so it's been nice and quiet.

"She said okay," Gee told me as he walked in.

I smiled, tossing him the keys. "Good, go have fun, beautiful."

He came over, giving me a kiss. Gee smiled, walking out. I heard the front door shut and the car drove away. I sat up, looking around my bedroom. It's the first time I've been alone in a while and I wasn't quite sure what to do with myself.

I went out, making a bowl of popcorn. I put in a horror movie and sat on the couch, the lights off as I was in the dark. I watched the movie with interest, until the credits started rolling and my bowl was empty. I was bored again.

What's something a guy can do while he's home alone for the first time in weeks?

Well, that should be obvious.

And with that, my mind started wandering to dark places. Places that used to be filled with scantily clad boys but now was only full of Gee. Gee with a black garter belt around his chubby stomach, pretty lace panties and black thigh highs.

"Jesus," I muttered, feeling the aching in the pit of my stomach.

My hand ran down my chest, going to palm myself through my sweatpants. I just kept thinking about how hot Gee was, his ass that was so fucking perfect. His ass was so great to hold and squeeze. Oh god, all the things I'd love to do to his ass.

I pushed my sweatpants down around my thighs, wrapping a hand around my erection. My hand stroked myself slowly, a small sigh leaving my lips. A warm pooling of pleasure built up and I moaned. It's been so long since I've gotten off and it felt so fucking good.

I could imagine Gee's small moans and high pitched whines as I made him feel so good. I wanted to make him feel so good. I wanted to make him come over and over again as he cried in pleasure. The way his hands would curl into and grip the sheets, his head thrown back and mouth hanging open. Gee's black hair sweaty and matted to his forehead, cheeks flushed a deep red.

"Shit, Gee," I breathed, my hand moving faster.

Gee bent over, ass in the air. His hands bound with a pretty pink silk ribbon. Makeup smudged, lips swollen from kissing. The way he'd beg and beg for me, beg me to make him feel so good.

"D-daddy?" Someone asked.

I jumped, looking at Gee who I hadn't even noticed came home. I grabbed a pillow, covering myself up as I stifled a moan from the friction.

"I-I'm sorry, Gee," I choked out.

Gee was blushing as he walked closer.

"D-did you have fun?" I asked.

Gee gave me a small smile as he kneeled in front of me. He tugged at the pillow but I shook my head.

"B-baby, y-you don't have to," I said.

I didn't want him to do something if he was uncomfortable with it after everything with his dad.

"Daddy, it's okay," he insisted.

"Y-you sure?" I asked, caressing his cheek gently.

He nodded his head and I sighed. I moved the pillow away and Gee blushed. He wrapped a hand around my erection and I sucked in a breath. His perfect pastel purple painted hand moved up and down slowly. Gee leaned forward, his lips wrapping around my tip.

"Fuck," I moaned.

He moved farther down, his hand jacking off what he couldn't fit into his mouth.

"Oh my god, Gee, shit," I muttered. "Just like that, baby, so fucking good."

My head fell back as I felt his tongue flit against my slit.

"O-oh my fucking god," I choked out.

The heating pleasure was building up, the knot tightening in my stomach. My hips rocked up into his mouth slowly. Gee gagged quietly and I cursed. My hand reached down to tangle into his black hair.

"Your mouth is so fucking perfect," I moaned.

My hips were rocking up, the sounds of his gags filling the room. The burning heat was so great and watching Gee was even better. Down on his knees, spit falling from the corner of his mouth as his head moved up and down on me.

"Shit, I'm gonna come," I moaned.

I pushed Gee's head away, stroking myself quickly and he shook his head.

"Nuh-uh, daddy," he said, his voice slightly gravelly, "You swallowed for me, I-I wanna for you."

I moved my hand away and his mouth was on me again. I moaned, the burning knot in my stomach as I came. Gee swallowed, for the most part. He blushed as it dribbled down his chin and he wiped it away. I pulled my sweatpants up and he crawled up into my lap.

"Thank you, beautiful," I said.

I could feel the hard on in his panties and I smirked.

"Want me to help you with that, baby?" I asked.

Gee bit his lip nervously. "I-Is it gonna hurt?"

"No, sweetheart, of course it won't," I denied.

"O-Okay," he agreed quietly.

"You sure?" I asked.

Gee nodded his head and I reached a hand underneath his skirt, palming him through his panties. He whimpered, his hips rutting into my hand. I set him down onto the couch gently, crashing my lips against his. I leaned down and kissed his neck, pulling away to take his shirt off before I was back again. Gee was letting out quiet whimpers, biting his lip to hold them back.

"You sure you want this?" I asked.

He nodded his head. "I trust you, I love you."

"I love you too," I repeated.

I pulled his skirt down slowly, giving him time for him to change his mind. Dark colored panties encased a straining erection.

"You're so beautiful, baby," I whispered, kissing along his chest.

My hand went down and palmed him through his panties. Gee's hips rocked up gently as he moaned, covering his mouth. I pulled his hand away, giving his lips a soft kiss.

"You make the best sounds, baby, don't hide them," I murmured against his lips.

I kissed right behind his ear as he whined softly, hips rutting into my hand.

"Want me to make you feel so fucking good?" I whispered.

Gee nodded as he blushed deeply and I pulled his panties down his legs. I watched the way his chubby legs shook slightly when I wrapped my hand around his erection. I kissed down his stomach, gently pushing his legs open a little wider. My tongue trailed along his inner thigh, making Gee tremble. I licked right over his entrance and Gee cried out in pleasure, throwing his head back. My tongue ran around the tight ring of muscle slowly as Gee was panting heavily.

"I-I can't--gonna come," he moaned.

I smirked. "Already? You're just loving this, aren't you, baby?"

Gee nodded quickly, a hand reaching down to tangle into my hair and push me back into place. I sucked softly, hearing the way he moaned loudly. Gee was gripping onto the couch cushions, whines and whimpers leaving his lips continuously.

"Like it when I eat your ass out, baby?" I mumbled.

"Y-yes, daddy," Gee choked out.

My tongue pushed inside him and I felt him clench around me as he cried out. I looked up and saw his hand wrapped around his now softening erection, come dripping over his fingers onto his stomach. Gee blushed, looking away from me as I kissed his cheek. I grabbed a tissue from the coffee table and wiped him off. My head rested on his chest and I smiled as he ran his fingers through my hair.

"I love you, baby boy," I whispered.

"I love you too, daddy," he repeated.

I kissed his chest gently and looked at the little hickeys I had made earlier. I was glad that for once he had bruises made out of love and affection rather than from hate and abuse.

"It's late," I remarked. "How about we take a quick shower then head to bed?"

Gee nodded his head in agreement. We stood up and went to the bathroom. Gee turned on the shower and made sure the water was warm as I shed myself of my clothes. He smiled softly, pulling me into the shower with him.

"You know, I think when we go to New York we should get a big penthouse that has a big bathtub that can fit both of us right next to a big window so we could see out at the entire city," I said.

Gee giggled softly. "And we'll have big chandeliers and fancy paintings on the walls."

"And heated marble floors," I added.

"And a big balcony that we could fit a hot tub onto."

"And we'll have a butler who can cook us fancy meals whenever we want. Oh, and on the roof we'll have our own helicopter pad where we'll put our helicopter."

"It'll be a pink helicopter."

"That's right, our very own pink helicopter to match our purple private jet."

Gee giggled quietly, resting his head on my chest.

"How about we go to the cafe where the really good banana bread was then go to the arcade tomorrow?" I suggested.

Gee nodded, smiling at the promises of tomorrow.