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(MFb, ped, bi, inc) *** PART 2 After that first couple times I discovered that taking part in this activity was a real turn on for me. I wasn't able to articulate at the time, but it really made my little prick stand up and it made me feel good. Partially because I was being included in their secret adult life, and partially because if just felt great. I also liked the attention from them, my parents, the people I wanted most in my life to please. I continued to sleep naked and fight sleep every night. Sometimes it would happen, but more often I would fall asleep dreaming about the times they came to my room. It became fairly routine. My dad would come into my room about once a week, pull down the sheets and find my naked body waiting for him. Mom would stand at the door while he put my little pecker in his mouth and sucked me until I became hard while he played with himself under his robe. On occasion she would come in the room and rub his hardon while he serviced me. Eventually they would get up and go to their room and make lots of noise while they had sex. Several months after all this began, mom had to go to a retreat with her girlfriends. This meant dad and I, along with my older siblings had the house to ourselves. I went to bed that night, unsure if my dad would come into my room and give me that special attention or not. Much to my disappointment, he did not. I figured with my mom out of town, he had no interest in those things. The next morning was Saturday cartoons. In those days, it was a big deal. All of my brothers and sisters and I spent the morning watching all the great cartoons we grew up with, Animalimpics with Grape Ape was my favorite. We ate cereal and enjoyed the Saturday holiday! Our normal Saturday routine was to sit around and watch cartoons and then get cleaned up with showers. I had 3 sisters and two brothers, so the routine helped keep order in the house. I was the youngest in the house so it meant I was always last. I gathered my clean clothes and a towel and headed for the shower. Getting in the water (we didn't take many baths with so many people in the house) I turned on the water and settled in for a fast cleanup so I could return to cartoons. I wasn't in the shower long, when I heard the door to the bathroom open. This wasn't that unusual, with so many kids, it wasn't odd to have someone use the bathroom while you showered. It was just necessary sometimes. I washed myself all over as I heard the person enter. A few moments later, I was surprised, and shocked when the door to the shower began opening. I reached down in an attempt to cover myself and yelled "hey, I'm in here." then I saw my dad's face peek around the door. "I just figured we could save some water and be quicker this way that ok?" he said. Without waiting for a reply my father stepped into the shower with me, completely naked. His seemingly giant member swaying lewdly from side to side as he got in. I remember distinctly thinking to myself, that it was huge, and had all kinds of hair all over him. Especially around his huge balls and shaft. Of course at the time, I didn't know those fancy names for them. I just knew that my little prick looked nothing like that. A pang of jealousy washed over me for just a minute. "Got the soap?" he said to me. I turned around and handed the bar of Irish Spring to him, trying not to stare at his giant member that hung between his legs at just around eye level for me. He began soaping his arms and legs, bending over when he did so. "Did you wash all over son?" I didn't answer, staring at his adult male body. He reached down and began soaping my little chest. "Being clean is absolutely essential to being an adult, you must be thorough and wash every day son." I forget the exact words, but that's more of less what he told me. Then he began washing between my legs, taking extra time to wash my little genitals. I began to get an erection and he made sure he used a soapy hand to encourage it. Then he handed the bar of soap to me and stood up with his now semi hard erection poking straight out at me. "Your turn sport, you can do me the same favor." I stood there, still somewhat stunned by his huge adult male body in front of me. "Go ahead, it's ok, your mom would do it for me if she was here." So I took the bar of soap and began washing my father's penis. The hair matted up in the soap and I washed him all over his huge heavy balls. Then I gripped the giant penis and rubbed him all over with soap. By the time I had soap all over him, he was fully erect with his head lying back behind his shoulders. My father's eyes closed, I assume because he wanted to feel this. My little hands washed his erection, like he had done for me minutes before. "Mmm, that feels good." he said to me. Encouraging me to continue. My father would have no doubt allowed me to do this, until he had an orgasm. Unfortunately that did not happen. A few minutes later one of my brothers came into the bathroom to use the toilet. "Can't wait." he said before plopping down on the seat. My father's erection was instantly gone. He backed up against the wall of the shower silently waiting for my brother to leave. When he was sure my brother was gone and the door was closed, he silently rinsed off in the water and got out. Without a word to me, he dressed and left the bathroom. I will never forget that encounter with him in the bathroom one Saturday. The weight of his seemingly huge and warm member in my little hands. A few days later my mother returned from her retreat. My parents waited a couple weeks, and then, much to my enjoyment, continued to visit me for those late night sessions as before. Eventually they evolved into something more, but that's another story. Want to hear how? Should I continue to share? Drop me an email. To be continued... *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* The author does not condone child abuse, this story is meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anything in real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their local prison system. *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* Kristen's collection - Directory 73