i got one of my hoodies and put it on him, so now all i could see was his babydoll socks.
i've been staring at him for sometime now. longer than i should have. he was sitting on the floor coloring in his coloring book at the moment. sometimes he would look up at the tv and giggle then look back at me to make sure i thought what he thought was funny, was funny.
he had his chicken nuggets and fries splayed out on the coffee table, i got him some ketchup in a saucer because he said that's what he like so i wasn't going to deny him his food.
"diego, are you okay?" he turned around with a big smile and his deep forest green eyes shined with happiness.
"yes daddy, i colored this for you! do you like it?!" he held up his coloring page, well i thought he was coloring in his book but i guess not.
it was a blank paper that had me and him as stick figures holding hands with us labeled "baby" and "daddy", colorful hearts all around the two figures.
"well, do you daddy?! huh, huh!" he giggled, crawling over to me. he handed me it.
"it's beautiful, i love it," his eyes lit up, he hugged my leg. i ran my hand through his hair, he needed a haircut.
out of nowhere diego gasped, holding himself.
"what?" i said, his face turned a blush red.
"i have to peepee!" he tried to cross his legs, but it's kind of hard when you're sitting on your knees. so he just sat there and held himself.
"when you go to the kitchen make a right and down that hallway, the first on your right there is a bathroom," i pointed in the direction i was talking about, diego looked at me confused.
he held his hand out scrunching his nose up,
"take me daddy!" i sighed, grabbing his hand. he got up and waddled all the way to the bathroom.
he can't help it kimetrius ..
"here you are, i'll wait for you outside," he shook his head. what had to be the problem now?
"there's monsters, baby can't go by self, come with daddy pweeeease," he shook his head again, bouncing up and down, looking about ready to cry again.
"diego, i really can't go in there with you-" he started pulling my hoodie off and throwing it on the floor, crying from the pain of holding it in.
i walked in with him, shutting the door behind me. i really don't need to be in here with an underage boy. i should've just let him pee on himself.
"now go," i faced the wall, cringing when i heard his urine hitting the water in the toilet. disgusting.
he stopped peeing and i sat there looking at the wall, because there was no way i was going to turn around on him.
"daddy, i'm done," there was no flushing of the toilet, or washing hands.
"did you flush the toilet or wash your hands?" i asked even though i knew the answer.
he was silent for a second,
"daddy wipe?" that is where i draw the line.
i turn around, seeing holding on to the toilet seat behind him kicking his spread legs. he had flung his panties and sports bra on the ground beside the toilet.
but...that's not what caught my attention at all, he was a boy?..
that has a pussy? like the ones girls have?.. is he even a boy?
not just that shit, but he also had a pink little heart tattoo on the right side of the shaven skin?
i tried not to pay much attention to him, it's none of my business. it's none of my business. it sure as hell is none of my fucking business.
i tore off a piece of toilet paper and handed it to him.
"wipe," i demanded, turning back around to the wall.
"daddy i don't know-"
"either you wipe or sit on the toilet for the rest of the night," diego started crying.
i'm just tired.
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ringpop boy <b×b>
Fanfictionwere a cute little high school boy comes to the corner store every night to get a cotton candy bubble gum ringpop. the same corner store where a grumpy college student was forced to at work by his parents.
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