Slowly Alfred awoke from his sleep and rubbed his large blue eyes. For the past three weeks the young child had been receiving nightmares, and tonight was no exception. He pulled himself up from the actual bed and made his way out of his bedroom and stalked down to where he knew where his mother and father were.
He rubbed his eyes once more as he placed his small hand on the door handle and twisted it slowly. Slowly he walked into bedroom before he heard a noise, it made him jump at first but then he looked on curious, all he could make out was two people on the bed the other thing he noticed was that it was his momma and papa, Arthur and Francis.
"Moth…"
"Ah oh fuck Francis, your fingers feel so big"
"er?"
The small boy watched the scene unfold, he was confused, he had no idea what was going on, but he stood there. He saw the way his father's fingers slid inside his mother's bottom… and the way his mother yelled out for more. He had no idea what he was seeing but it scared him slightly.
He didn't understand what was happening, and he had a slight idea that he should get out of there, but at the same time he was intrigued and really wanted to find out more, his mother sounded like he was enjoying it, and he wondered why.
Something glistened in the moonlight and it caught the small boys attention, he watched as his father squirted the glistening substance onto his finger and then onto his large pee pee stick. This caused the small boy to look down, pulling his own pants open slightly to glance at his own member, confused as to how his fathers was that big, he was sure his fathers was the size of the whole of his small body.
"Arthur? Tell me how bad you want me inside you."
"So bad Francis please fuck me…"
"You have to be quiet Alfred may hear us…"
Slowly the longer haired male slid his member inside the other and started moving slowly, small moans escaped the boy's lips. Alfred knew now he shouldn't be watching this, so quickly he ran out of the room.
The next morning came around faster than he thought, he wasn't able to go back to sleep that night due to the images of what his father was doing to his mother floating around in his head. He was too young to really understand what was going on, but at the same time, he was smart enough to know it was something you do with someone you love and not just anyone.
He made his way down the stairs to the kitchen where he jumped up on the work surface, opened the fridge door and reached inside for the juice. Even though he was young in appearance, his real age was unknown, he had already established his strength was stronger than most kids, and his mind was mentally smarter than them too, but still he was trapped in the tiny body.
"Hell Honey did you sleep well last night?"
Alfred's blue eyes shot up and instantly looked into the green eyes of his mother, Arthur Kirkland. Arthur hadn't given birth to Alfred, but he had looked after he like a mother for a long time.
"I….It was okay.. I woke up scared though…."
"Well you should have come to see me love."
"I…I did..dnt want to bother you moma."
Arthur reached out and picked the boy up, rubbing his back slowly. "Well your awake now, I will be taking you over to Italys house soon, are you excited for that?
"VERY!"