Marcus' dad is supposed to be coming today to drop off Danielle's stuff. Me and Nathan have just got back from school and he still hasn't come by. Marcus was very tense when we walked into the living room. Danielle was reading one of Marcus' books while he was tapping his foot and checking his phone continuously.

"He should be here by now. Typical of him to be late," Marcus grouses.

"He'll turn up, it'll be fine," Nathan says reassuringly. I put my backpack down and cuddle into Marcus' side, my head on his chest so he has to put his arm around me.

"It'll be okay, we won't let him hurt you," I say and Marcus looks down at me and lets out a sigh.

"I know you won't, but I just keep thinking about what happened."

"He's not coming inside, Nathan and Danielle will go get her stuff and I'll stay here with you," I tell him and peck a kiss on his jaw.

"I won't let him hurt you," Danielle says firmly.

Marcus nods just as the doorbell rings. Nathan gets up to answer with Danielle following. I stay next to Marcus and run my hand through his hair to calm him down. His eyes don't leave the living room door so I turn his face towards me to distract him.

"They'll be back soon, and he won't be coming inside," I say.

"I know, but I'm still scared," he admits and rests his head against my shoulder. I hug him tightly until we hear a crash. I jump up and Marcus follows me outside.

Nathan and Marcus' dad are arguing loudly while Danielle hurries to pick up the dropped box. I help her pick it up and move it inside while Marcus storms forward and steps between Nathan and his dad.

"Stay away from him," Marcus says angrily at his dad.

"So you finally grew some balls and stood up to me?" His dad says in a gravely voice.

"Fuck you," Marcus seethes.

"No! Fuck you! First you ruin everything by being a faggot, and then you take away my daughter!"

Suddenly Marcus is knocked to the floor by his dad's fist and Nathan is quickly jumping in front of them. I shove my way past Nathan to Marcus' dad and punch the ugly bastard in the face.

"Stay away from my family, you disgusting piece of shit!" I shout at him as he holds his nose. Before he gets a chance to fight back, I help Nathan gets Marcus inside where Danielle is crying. Marcus sits on the couch as Nathan gives him some tissues to dab at the blood coming from his nose.

"I'm sorry Marcus, I should have stopped him," Nathan says and helps wipe away the blood.

"It's fine, I'm fine," Marcus replies in a shaky voice.

"You're not fine, he hurt you," Danielle says. Marcus looks up and sees her tears so quickly hugs her.

"It's my own fault, I knew he'd do this," Marcus says and stands up. I help him get some ice to put on the bruised area next to his nose.

"It's not your fault! It's his fault for punching you! You're his son and he beat you up for liking boys! That's messed up and out of your control," I tell him and he looks shocked that I shouted at him.

"Thank you sweetheart," he kisses my forehead and sits back down on the couch with the ice pack against his face. "And thank you for punching him."

"He's not my dad," Danielle says after a while. "I don't want a dad that treats family like that."

"He's not my dad either," Marcus says and closes his eyes with a sigh.

"Danielle, could you take your stuff upstairs please?" Nathan asks and she nods quickly. When she goes upstairs with the box, Nathan hugs Marcus close and kisses his cheek.

"Stay at home tonight, I'll take care of the club for you," he tells Marcus.

"No I need to go."

"You need to relax. There's no way you can run he club while feeling like this. Take a hot bath, and have sex with Cole," Nathan says and I nod my head when he says have sex with me.

"I don't want to be having sex while you have to run the club," Marcus says with a frown.

"I enjoy it Marcus, just have a relaxing evening. I'll make some dinner."

Nathan goes into the kitchen when Danielle comes back downstairs and sits on the other couch. I turn the tv on and cuddle into Marcus as he moves the ice pack on his face a little.

"Does it hurt?" Danielle asks Marcus.

"A little, I just don't want it to swell up and bruise. I've got a reputation at my club," Marcus jokes but winces when he laughs and presses on the bruise. "Ow."

"Let me." I take the ice pack off him and climb into his lap so I can gently hold it over his nose. He rests one arm over the back of the couch and the other around my waist. His thumb rubs circles on my skin under my shirt while I lightly kiss his jaw.

"You three are so cute," Danielle coos. Marcus blushes and I smile. While Nathan makes the tea, me and Marcus tell Danielle about our relationship, leaving out the kinky parts.

"So, who tops and who bottoms?" She asks with a big smirk, knowing how it will effect Marcus.

"Danielle!" He says offended.

"What? I'm curious. I know that Cole obviously bottoms, but what about you and Nathan?"

Marcus blushes even more and I laugh at how uncomfortable he is.

"Nathan bottoms for Marcus sometimes, but Marcus is strictly a top," I say as Marcus coveres his face with his hands. I move the ice pack away while I'm laughing. Nathan shouts from the kitchen for me to stop embarrassing Marcus which just makes me and Danielle laugh harder. I yelp when Marcus pushes me off his lap onto the floor with an evil smile.

"What was that for?" I whine and move to sit with Danielle.

"For telling my little sister about my sex life," Marcus grumbles. Now I can see his nose I notice it's slightly swollen and has a red bruise forming down the left side. He'll probably have a bruise under his eye in the morning. Nathan comes back into the living room and sits beside Marcus, giving a gentle kiss on his lips.

"Enough talking about sex around a 16 year old. Anyways, the food is almost ready to be served," Nathan says and we agree to leave sex talk for now.

We have dinner together and talk about Danielle moving to my school. She's really excited to meet Lacey after I tell her all about her. I think they'll get on well as they are very much like each other.

Later that evening, Danielle goes up to her room to get a good night sleep before school tomorrow. Nathan goes to open the club and leaves me and Marcus on the couch watching tv. I go to the bathroom to do an enema ready for sex soon. I go back to the living room and get back on the couch next to Marcus.

"Can we have sex? I did an enema," I say to him with a silky voice. He bites his lip and looks to the stairs before he nods. I stand up in front of him and smirk.

"Stay still daddy," I say quietly. He stares as I undo my school tie and slowly unbutton my shirt until it's open to expose my chest. I take off my pants and boxers, running my hands over my body to turn on my sexy daddy. His hand slips into his sweatpants and starts stroking himself as I pinch my nipples gently. I moan and twist the piercing carefully.

"You're so hot sweetheart," Marcus groans. I start getting hard so I walk forward and straddle Marcus' lap. I hold onto both ends of the tie and pull it around the back of his neck, making him gasp when I pull him forward and crash my lips into his.

"Ow, my nose," he whines.

"Sorry," I say sheepishly and kiss him carefully this time. He pulls the tie from me and ties my hands behind my back while keeping up the hot kiss. I grind my crotch down on his and he grabs my hips to stop me moving.

"Take this off," he says and pushes the shirt down my arms. It gets stuck where my hands are tied but we leave it where it is while he kisses my neck gentler than usual. He's careful not to press his nose against me which I usually like the feeling of as his lips attack me. But right now I don't want him to hurt himself.

I shuffle back a little and he pulls his erection out and strokes it between us. I moan when he grabs my cock in the same hand and jerks us off together. My head rolls back and Marcus has to wrap his arm around me quickly so I didn't fall off his knee.

"Please can I ride you daddy?" I ask quietly, careful not to let Danielle hear us. He nods and spits on his fingers then rubs it on my asshole. I lift up on my knees and let him guide my hips above his throbbing member. I slowly let his cock push inside me while I moan quietly. It stings a lot so I stay still with just the head inside.

"It hurts," I say and Marcus spits again to make it slicker. I start moving again but it's still too dry and burns when I try to move down. Marcus lifts me off and bends me over the arm of the couch. My head hangs off the chair and I hear him open a drawer. It's a good thing we keep lube stashed around the house for times like this. Actually we'll have to move those so Danielle doesn't find them.

I move my knees so my ass is pushed up in the air for Marcus and he gets on the couch behind me. He readjusts my position by moving my tied hands and then squirts some lube between my asscheeks. My eyes close and I moan when he thrusts into me quite quickly. His hand slaps over my mouth and his teeth tease the shell of my ear.

"Be daddy's good boy and stay quiet sweetheart," he whispers and I nod so he lets go of my mouth. He pulls my arms backwards so I arch my back more and then starts thrusting quickly and harshly. I bite my lip to stop myself from moaning out Marcus' name but he slaps my ass which makes me moan quickly anyways.

"Shhh," he hushes with a small laugh. He makes quiet groans himself while he fucks me quickly. My sweetspot gets stimulated over and over to the point where I'm desperate to beg for my release.

"Can I cum daddy?" I ask in a whisper.

"Not yet sweetheart, hold on," he says and goes silent so the only sound that can be heard is the slapping of our skin and my desperate whines.

"Please daddy."

"Not yet."

He pulls on my arms harder and quickens his pace as I hear his breathing get faster. My balls tighten and I release onto the couch with a somewhat quiet moan.

"I didn't say you could cum," Marcus says before he tenses and fills me up with his own cum. I let him pull out and untie me before I apologise.

"I'm sorry daddy, I couldn't stop it," I say with doe eyes.

"I'll let you off, but next time warn me so it doesn't get on the couch."

"I'll clean it up," I say and go to the kitchen to get a wet rag. I scrub the couch until it's all gone while Marcus stares at my ass the whole time. I feel so vulnerable standing here naked while he's got his clothes on and his dick back in his pants.

"My cum's about to drip out," he says and kneels behind me. I gasp when he licks at my hole and swallows his cum from my ass.

"That's gross," I say teasingly. He slaps my ass again and I jump forward.

"That's unfair," I pout.

"Come on sweetheart, I was just joking," he says sweetly and pulls my body against his. He kisses me gently at first but gets rougher and grabs my asscheeks in his big hands. There's going to be a lot more sex tonight.

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