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The Erotic Introduction to My Parents as Lovers - 2
by Mickeyandminney72 (mickeyandminney72@yahoo.com)
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In part 2, boy is in the loving hands of his parents.
This takes place many years ago between father and
mother over the period of several years. (MFb, ped,
bi, inc)
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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...
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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.
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