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“Good morning, sleepy head.” Daddy was sitting on the edge of my bed. “Guess what, my little prince? Your aunt had her baby last night, and mommy went drove up to stay with her for a while. Through the weekend at least, but probably longer. So it’s just us guys for a while. Wake up now, baby. We’ve got a bunch of fun stuff to do.” He sounded pretty excited. I sat up, looking around the side of the bed for my pants, and asked “What’s his name?” Daddy was lighting a cigarette. All the rules went out the window when Mommy wasn’t home. “Who? Oh, the baby? Payden of Hayden or something. Can’t remember. Mom will fill us in later. Whatcha lookin for, kid?” “I thought I had a shirt and shorts right over here” I said. He took both my hands in his, cigarette dangling in his lips now, and pulled me out of bed. “Don’t worry about that now. It’s hot out and we’ll probably end up in the pool anyway.” He had jeans on but no shirt.
I sat down at the table for breakfast, or lunch I guess because it was close to noon. “Look what I got” Daddy said, tossing a grocery bag down on the table. Inside there was all kinds of candy. Gummy worms, chocolate bars, caramels, those twisty red things- it looked like a Halloween bag. I took out a candy necklace and a ring pop. “I knew you’d go for the girly ones” he said, leaning down to kiss my cheek before pouring us each a tall glass of Koolaid. I took a sip and almost spat it out. “Daddy, this tastes funny.” It had a bitter kind of aftertaste. “Hmmm” he said “lemme see here.” He took it to the counter and added more sugar. “There. Drink up, baby. We’re gonna be out in the sun and I don’t want you to get dehydrated.” It still didn’t taste right, but I drank it. “Do we have any regular food too?” I asked. “Maybe some cereal?” Daddy said “Try this.” He opened a big square of tin foil, with these flattened looking brownies in it, taking out a piece and holding it up in front of my mouth for me to bite off of. It tasted weird too, but I figured maybe I just wasn’t used to eating junk food right when I woke up. “Okay, enough breakfast” he said, grabbing a lollipop and his cigarettes. “Let’s go outside.”
When we got out there he turned on the hose and started filling up the pool. It wasn’t a real pool. Not even the above ground kind that goes up to your shoulders. Just a little inflatable one that my cousins played in when they came to visit. More like a big plastic bathtub really. “Take those off” Daddy said, gesturing to my PJ pants. “I..um…” I wanted to tell him I didn’t have anything on under them, but he took off his jeans and he wasn’t wearing underwear either, so I just sort of trailed off. He got in first and motioned for me to sit in his lap. There wasn’t really room anywhere else in the pool. I tried to sit way down towards his knees so I wouldn’t accidentally brush up against his thing, but he put his arms around my waist and pulled me closer, with my back against his chest. He started chewing on my candy necklace. His beard felt prickly on my skin. “Daddy, that tickles” I whined, trying to pull away, but he held me there. “You want one of these?” He held up his cigarette box. I shook my head no. “How about this?” He unwrapped a cherry flavored lollipop, letting me try it before putting it in his mouth. Finally something that tasted the way it was supposed to. “Why so squirmy, little one?” he asked, tickling me a little. I had been trying to get comfortable in his lap, but his thing was right between my legs, and it felt funny rubbing against me.
He stopped tickling me but kept his hands there, rubbing up and down just under my belly button. Then he slid it down lower, between my legs. I tried to push his hand away, but he held both of my wrists against my tummy with one hand, still sort of tickling me down there with the other. “You’ve got the cutest little dick, you know that baby?” I was too embarrassed to say anything. I just closed my eyes. His fingers felt good. “Do you ever play with it like this? I bet you do. Does it get hard, baby boy?” It was getting hard in his hand. “Good boy. I could just eat that little thing right up, you know that?” I felt like crying. This was all so strange, and knew I didn’t want him touching me down there, but I noticed I was rocking my hips a little, pushing it into his hand more. I kept my eyes shut tight. It kind of felt like everything was spinning. He lifted me up for a minute and rearranged me so I was on my knees, sort of bent over with my face leaning against side of the pool. “Thatta boy.”
Daddy was behind me now, on his knees, touching his thing. I felt the tip of it on my butt and his hand going up and down. He reached between my legs and played with mine, too, tickling it really softly. I still couldn’t say anything. I just heard these little noises and realized they were coming from me. Everything felt blurry somehow. “Yeah, you like it when Daddy touches your sweet little dick, don’t you baby?” He was moving his hands faster. The water was up to almost the top of my legs, and with my eyes opened just a crack I saw the lollipop Daddy had been holding float over next to me. “You want that, sweetie?” he asked, stopping to pick it up. I shook my head no.
He put his hands on my butt and slid his fingers in between, going up and down until he found the spot he was looking for. He pushed his fingertip in me just a little. Then he put the lollipop there and gave it a fast push, all the way inside. I gasped. “I know, sweetie. It feels funny, right? Does it hurt?” I tried to say yes, but I just made another noise, not really a happy one. “Breathe nice and slow.” He reached between my legs and started playing with me again, holding on to the little stick on the lollipop, moving it around fast. Finally I got words out. “Daddy, I’m gonna pee.” He laughed a little. “You’re okay, baby. It only feels like you have to go. Just relax.” Then for a second I had almost like a burning feeling, it was so hot down there, but it felt really good. He cupped his hand under me and brought it up to my lips. It tasted bitter. He took his hand back and licked it clean. After that he pulled the lollipop out slowly, holding my face with one hand while he did it. Then he kissed me on the mouth. It tasted like cigarettes and that white stuff, but mainly like candy.
I closed my eyes and rested my head on the edge of the pool again, almost feeling like I’d fall asleep like that, until I felt his mouth on me. He spread me open and licked me first, then pushed inside with his tongue. I heard noise like something splashing on the water. Daddy was touching his thing the way he had touched mine, but harder and faster from the sound of it. He was making moaning type noises that vibrated inside me, and I could feel it in my thing too. Then he stopped, bringing up another handful of white sticky stuff, this time much more of it. He pushed his hand there so I cleaned it off with my mouth, just like he had done.
I climbed out of the pool and Daddy dried me off. He laid a big towel down on a sunny spot in the grass and stretched out on it. I cuddled up to him, lying on top with my face against his chest. The sun felt like a warm blanket on my back, and I fell asleep listening to the birds and the sound of Daddy sucking on that lollipop.
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I can’t say I envy my son Derrick. My younger son Ashton’s is extremely attached to him since ever. Even now he’s a teenager the youngster almost cries with pure separation anxiety when Derrick leaves the house without him. He even clings to his brother when Derrick’s making homework up in his room or works out in the basement. My wife and I try to keep Ashton occupied often enough so Derrick can have some time for himself once in a while, but Ashton seeks him out right away, unrelenting. It still amazes me how patiently Derrick always endured and still endures Ashton’s affections, always carrying him around like a cuddly animal… which Ashton actually turns into when he’s around his big strong brother.
“Let me start out by saying that I am not a faggot. In fact I hate faggots. I never could stand the sons of bitches. Men were made to fuck cunts, and anything else is an abomination. Now there is nothing wrong with a stud like me unloading up a faggot’s bum once in a while… shit, I mean faggots are kind of like cunt, aren’t they? It’s also okay to let a faggot suck your dick sometimes. I mean it pleases both them and you, not that their feelings matter. But you’ve to draw the line someplace. Which brings us to my foster brother, Dirk. He’s a fag too. Him I treat nicely!” Corey explains.
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