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 Daddy's Hands

   I don't remember why I was standing in the bathroom, and I really don't
know why I daddy was kneeling in front of me.  I couldn't really comprehend
what he was saying.  All I could focus on was his hands, running over my
privates over and over.  He was rubbing mosturizing lotion into my small
cock.  He kept saying stuff about how I was getting older and bigger, but
all I could feel was his fingers going from the base to the tip, tugging
and rubbing, before going back to the base and starting again.  I closed my
eyes, just enjoying the sensation, not even trying to listen any more.

   For some reason my dick was really hard, and pointing straight out.  The
sensations were overwhelming, and I felt really funny in my stomache.  I
let out an involuntary moan.  After a moment, I realized the rubbing had
stopped, though I wasn't sure how long it had been.  I opened my eyes and
looked at daddy.

   "Does that make sense?" he asked, looking up at me.

   I wasn't sure what he was asking, I hadn't been paying attention to what
he said in the slightest.  He must have known though, as he spoke again.

   "You are almost 7, you need to start taking care of your body. 
Mostiurizing your penis and balls like I just did for you is important."

   So that's what he was doing.  All I know was it felt really good when he
did it.

   "Here, sit on the toilet, I want to make sure you know how to do it
properly.  I hopped up on the toilet seat, and looked at my daddy.  He
unbuckled his pants, and pulled them down, dropning both his pants and
underwear in one motion.

   I reached foward slowly.  As I was about to gip his adult cock in my
tiny boy hands, I paused for a second.  He had tons of hair at the base,
where I had none at all.  He even had some growing on the fleshy bag that
held his balls.  He must have noticed what had had slowed my advance

   "Don't worry son, you have plenty of time to get hairy like your old
man." he said with a smile.  "Now, aren't you forgetting something?  How
can you mosturize without any lotion?" He grabbed the bottle of lotion, and
squirted a small amount onto my hand.

   I resumed my reach towards my daddy's cock.  It seemed to be larger than
it was a moment ago, almost swelling in antipation.  I grabbed near the
base, and started to rub the lotion in.

   "That's it, make sure you get everywhere"

   I tried to mimic the motions he had used early on my tiny prepubescent
dick.  However, where he needed to fingers on me, I needed both of my hands
to reach all the way around him.  I started at the base, sliding my hands
along the shaft, towards the head, and my naked body sitting atop the
toilet.  My daddy brought his hand down to mine, and held on lightly.

   "Twist while you do it, like this" He said, guiding my hands.  "It will
make sure all the lotion gets rubbed in.

   I let his hands guide mine, up and down his increasingly hard cock.  The
funny feeling was back in my stomache.  Something felt off about what we
were doing, but it felt so good when my daddy did it, and he seemed to like
it too.  He started making sounds like the ones I made earlier.  His hands
guided mine back towards the tip, where the head connect to the the shaft.
He keep me rubbing and twisting on that spot for another minute or so. 
Before I knew what was happening, his legs buckled and his cock started
twitching.  Something shot out of the tip and hit my forehead.  Another two
came out, the first landing on my chest, and the second on my chin.  A bit
more spilled out onto my hand, but it was much less and not as forceful as
the first several spurts.