David

     Whenever my mom left me with her boyfriend David, he'd
help me do things. I liked having somebody play with me.  Mom
never gets much of a chance anymore, not since she got her job
after dad left.  David always was nice to me, always listened to me
when I talked, like he cared about what I said, not like grownups
do, when they just look at you and listen to the other grownups.
     David played with me outside too.  My dad never played
catch with me, never came to my ball games, he never even asked
whether we won or lost.  David always asked, he even showed up
at my games.  Mom always said she was lucky to find a guy that
liked kids, that it's hard these days.  I just liked that he never
yelled, he never got mad at my mom or at me.  He always brought
stuff over, he always was willing to play with me, just a little.
     David taught me how to wrestle.  He showed me how to hit
the ball in little league.  He even helped me with a model.  Nobody
else ever took time to help me do things.  They always just let me
do it myself.
     David started spending more time over when Mom started
having to stay late at work.  Sometimes she wouldn't even get
home before my bedtime.  David would pick me up from the sitter
and fix dinner.  He even took me out, though he said I shouldn't
tell Mom, she wouldn't want him to spend the money.  She didn't
say we couldn't go out, so I guess it was okay.
     I take my own baths.  I started doing that all by myself
when I was six.  It's not like it's hard or anything.  Soap, scrub,
rinse it all off.  When David offered to help, I thought he was just
joking.  He helps me do just about everything else.  I laughed and
told him I was big enough to do that on my own.  He said he just
thought if he helped, he could do my back, and we could talk.  I
never really worried about washing my back before, I guess it just
kinda stayed dirty.
     I like it sometimes when Mom treats me like a little kid. 
Every once and a while, she'll let me sit on her lap, even though I'm
too big, and put my head on her shoulder.  She calls me her "Little
Man" then, says I'm growing up too fast.  I don't want to be a little
kid again, but I could use a hug now and then.  David helping me
with my bath made me feel the same way.  He just wanted to spend
time with me.
     He held my hand as we walked into the bathroom.  Then
he helped me off with my shirt.  Mom never undresses me
anymore.  She says I should be able to do that all by myself.  I'm
eight, and at eight Mom says you shouldn't need help.  I didn't need
David to help, but I liked it.  He took my shirt off, laid it on the
counter, and then got on his knees in front of me.  David's neat:
he'll get on the floor like a kid.  My mom and dad always just kind
of bend over.  You can never look them in the face.  David always
gets down with you.
     Me and David were talking about baseball.  He knows a
lot about how to throw.  I'm not very good at throwing.  My arm
always hurts.  I was talking about how to throw, and showing
David what I meant.  I guess he didn't want to wait for me to finish
showing him before I got undressed the rest of the way, so he
reached over and undid my belt, and unsnapped my pants.  When I
take my pants off, I just kinda pull and the snap comes undone. 
David actually reached and grabbed both parts and pulled.  Then
he told me to go on showing him my throwing, he'd get me
undressed.  He took my pants off for me, and then pulled my
underwear down.  He did that kinda slow.
     I stepped out of my underwear, and David laughed and
said we'd forgotten to start the bath, and we'd have to wait a minute
or two.  I went to sit down on the edge of the tub, but David pulled
me over to him, and said the tub would be cold.  He sat down on
the floor Indian-style, and pulled me down to sit in his lap, and put
his arm around me.  That felt kinda nice, so I leaned over and put
my head on his shoulder.  He started rubbing my shoulder, and
asking if it hurt.  I said no, but the rubbing felt good.  He said he'd
rub both shoulders for me later if I wanted.
     The water was deep enough, so I got into the tub.  I like
being warm in a tub.  Having someone to talk too just made it
better.  I told David to wash my back first.  It musta been really
dirty, since he took time to scrub it really well.  When he'd done
my back, more than once I think, he said something about his
already being soaped up, why didn't he do my legs too.  Mom
didn't even wash me when I was six.  She just watched, and told
me where I'd missed.  David did my legs by having me put on leg
up on the side of the tub.  It was kinda slippery, so David put one
hand behind me to keep me from falling.  I've stood up in the tub
many times before, but I guess David just wanted to be careful.
     After David did both legs, he turned me around again so he
could wash my bottom, where his hands had been while he was
holding me.  He was alot more careful than I am, and washed all of
it.  I asked him didn't it bother him, wouldn't he get his hands dirty,
but he just laughed and said that's what the soap is for.  I giggled at
that, and David said since I seemed to be having fun, did I want
him to wash all of me.  He said he was already there, and his hands
were already soapy, so it was no problem for him.  I said that Mom
says I'm to old for that.  He said that he knows I CAN do it by
myself, he just wondered if I WANTED him to.  I liked having
him hold me like he was, and liked the way that his big hands felt
on my skin, all covered in soap.  I asked if he was sure Mom
wouldn't get mad.  Mom can be funny that way.  He said it was
kinda like dinner out.  She didn't say we couldn't, we both wanted
to, and if we didn't say anything to her, she couldn't get mad. 
Besides, she told him to be sure that I got clean, and he was just
doing his job.
     I laughed at that, and said sure.  I raised my arms up so he
could wash them, and he did each one all the way down and back. 
It tickled when he got to the place under my arm, but it felt kinda
nice, so I told him to wash there again.  He said sure, if you want
me to wash something again, you just say so.  He did my ribs, and
tickled me a lot, then went and did my belly.  He could cover my
whole belly with just one hand.
     He reached around and held my bottom again as his hand
went lower on my belly.  He said he wanted to be sure I didn't slip,
since he was covered with soap and I was all slippery.  He asked if
I knew to pull the skin back on my penis when I washed, and then
he did it for me.  I said sure, Mom always made sure I did that
when I was little.  He reached between my legs and washed my
balls, using just one finger and going very slowly.  He said it was
an important part of my 'natomy and I should be sure that I keep it
clean.  I said then he should wash it again, and I'll be really clean. 
He pulled me closer and started over again with the skin on my
penis.
     I always get bigger when I'm in the tub.  I never asked
mom about it.  When I come in from swim class, I'm always really
little, and cold, but when I come out of the tub, my penis is always
bigger and kinda sticks out.  I like it like that, but Mom always
makes me put my pajamas on if she sees me like that.  When
David was washing me I could tell it was getting bigger, but he
didn't seem to mind.  His hands were nice and warm, on my penis
and my bottom.  I told him that I liked it when he did that.  He said
it was just to make sure that I was clean, and Mom would
probably want me to wash it myself.  I said if she didn't know he
helped me with my bath, how could she know who washed me?
     My penis was really stiff, and kinda sticking up.  David
said he could see that I was having fun, but if we didn't get me out
of the tub, I'd turn into a prune.  He rinsed me off, and then picked
me up and lifted me out of the tub and stood me up on the floor
next to him.  He wrapped me up like a mummy in the towel, and
just squeezed me.  He said he was just going to squeeze all the
water out.  I said that'd never work, so he unwrapped me, and
started drying me himself.  He didn't turn me around like Mom
used to do, but just reached around me to dry my back and my
bottom, pulling me closer so I was right next to him.  I started to
fall forward, so I put my hands on his shoulders.  He laughed and
said he knew I was slippery.  He pulled me down and sat me in his
lap again while he dried my feel and my legs, and then my belly. 
He then went and dried my penis and my balls, and then went back
to my penis and pulled the skin back, and dried it again.  He said
it's better to make sure its dry as well as clean, else it itches.  Mom
never told me to worry about drying it.
     It felt good to have David dry me that way, real good.  I
like it when I get ready for bed and my penis is stiff.  I put my
hand in my pajamas and hold it like that when I go to sleep.  I
usually go to sleep fast when I do that.  When David started to slid
the skin back down again, I just closed my eyes and leaned back
against him.  He asked if I liked that, so I told him that I held it
like that to go to sleep.  He said that was okay, but Mom probably
shouldn't see me do it, it was a guy thing.  I liked being one of the
guys with David.
     Mom always brings my pajamas to me when I'm in the tub,
but David had stayed with me so they were still in my room.  I said
I'd hafta go get them when David said his program would be on
soon, and did I want to watch it with him.  Mom never lets me stay
up late, so I said sure.  David picked me up and put me over his
shoulder, patted my bottom, and said if we didn't want to miss the
beginning, we'd have to hurry.  He carried me down to my room,
grabbed my pajamas out from underneath my pillow with his other
hand and then carried me back to the living room and turned on the
TV.
     David say down in the big chair, and set me on his lap,
with my pajamas still in his hand.  He put my pajamas down on
the arm of the chair.  He pulled me up so I was against his arm,
with my head on his shoulder.  I just snuggled up against him real
tight, and started to watch the program.  It was a grown-up
program, so I didn't understand most of it, but I liked the part
where the doggy just stared.  All the while, David was just patting
my leg, starting at my knee and going all the way up inside, and
kind of nuzzling my hair.  All the while, my penis just kinda
stayed stiff.  I guess it liked having David stroke my leg too. 
During the first commercial, David looked down and said I looked
kinda sleepy, did I want to put my pajamas on and go to bed, or
just stay on his lap a little longer.  I said I just wanted to stay on
his lap.
     When David's hand came back up my leg again, he didn't
go back down, but kinda included my penis in the way up, and
then stayed there for a minute.  He put his thumb behind, and just
kinda stroked the bottom his one of his fingers.  I told him to do
that some more.  He asked me if this is what I did when I got stiff
before bed.  I said yes, so he asked if I wanted to hold myself now,
or if I wanted him to hold me.  I liked what he was doing, so I put
my hand over his and told him to hold me.  We musta stayed there
for a while, 'cuz next thing I knew the letters were going by on the
screen, and David was telling me I needed to go to bed before we
both got into trouble.  I just kinda nodded, and grabbed my
pajamas from the arm of the chair.
     David picked me up, and carried me back to my room, and
lay me down on my bed.  It was late now, and I was tired, so I just
kinda laid there.  David put my pajama bottoms on me, but when
he got them pulled up, my penis was still sticking up, so David did
the snaps around it, so that it stuck out.  I thought that was funny,
dressing everything on me but my penis.  David pulled the covers
on my bed down, and tucked my toes under, and then leaned up
and kissed me on the forehead.  I pulled his head down so I could
kiss his forehead too.  While I was doing that, David kissed my
ribs, and then leaned up and kissed me on the lips like Mom does.
     David asked if I was ready to go to sleep, or if I wanted
him to stay for a minute.  I told him to lie down next to me until I
went to sleep.  He did, and put his hand back on my belly.  We
didn't have my pj top on, but I didn't care.  It was nice to have
David touching me.  He slid his hand down, and wrapped it around
my penis again.  I smiled over at him.  He asked if I wanted him to
show me another way to get to sleep, other than just holding it.  I
said sure.  He leaned over and kissed me on the lips again, and
then leaned down and kissed me on the ribs.  He then reached over
and undid the snaps on my pajamas, and leaned down and kissed
my belly, while he was just stroking my penis.  Then he slid the
skin down, and leaned down and kissed me there.  I liked that, so I
told him that it felt nice.
     Then he kissed my balls, and slid his tongue slowly up the
bottom side of my penis.  This felt really good, but not as good as
what came next.  David looked up at me, licked the head, and then
slowly slid my penis all the way in his mouth, and just held it
there, and then slowly slid it back out again.  This felt a lot better
than just holding it in my hands.  David did it a couple of more
times, sometimes going slow, sometimes going quick, and it started
to feel real good.  He had one hand on my belly, and another
slowly running up and down my leg like he had in the big chair.  
     I just lay there, enjoying it.  Mom never tries to help me
get to sleep.  She just tucks me in, kisses me, and goes out.  I liked
David helping.  After a couple more times in and out, it started to
feel really good, like it does when I hold it when I'm not going to
sleep.  David just kept kissing me until I told him I was done, and
then he leaned up and kissed me on the lips.  I guess I fell asleep
then, 'cause when I woke up in the morning, my pajamas were
snapped, I had my pj top on, and David had already gone home to
get ready for work.
     Mom says she may have to work some nights, and if it
would be okay if I slept over at David's those nights.  I said sure, I
like being with David.  I wonder if I sleep over with him, if he'll let
me help him get to sleep?
     Mom said some nights: she didn't say she'd be on nights
for a whole week.  She says if she wants to keep her job at the
plant, she has to work the hours they tell her.  David wasn't too
happy about it.  If she's working nights and he's working days, the
only time they get to see each other is at dinner.  It's okay for  me
though: Mom and David said I could stay at his apartment for the
whole week.  Mom wanted David to stay at our house, but he said
he couldn't: his computer and stuff are over at his place, and if he
gets called from work he needs to be able to get to it.  I think it's
cool.
     David's apartment is kinda small, it's really just two
rooms, and one of them is really little.  The big one has his table
and couch and desk and the kitchen, and the little one is just big
enough for his bed and a dresser.  The bed goes from wall to wall,
so you kinda have to crawl up to the top of it.  It's a big bed, and
with the walls there you can't roll out.  Mom said I'd be sleeping
on the couch, but David thought it might be easier for me just to
sleep in his bed, since I go to sleep earlier than he does and he
works on his computer late.
     They said that Mom would pick me up from the sitter,
take me over to David's and we'd have dinner there when David
got home.  Then Mom would go home to get ready for work.  I
thought if Mom worked nights I wouldn't have to go to the sitter,
but I guess she has to sleep in the day now, and that wouldn't be
easy with me in the house.  David will get me to bed and get me
up in the morning and back to the sitter, since Mom doesn't get off
until after David has to get to work.
     Mom brought over a bunch of clothes for me, and David
gave me a drawer in his dresser to put them in.  He put my
pajamas underneath one of his pillows.  I checked under the other
one: I guess he doesn't wear pajamas, or he keeps them
somewhere else.  Mom has to leave for work at nine.  She wanted
to get me ready for bed before she went, but David said he'd
rather spend the time with her, and he could get me ready after
she leaves.  That means I get to stay up another half an hour,
even more if me and David play after my bath.
     I could tell that Mom and David were mad at each other
about something.  I guess working different times kinda makes
them mad, but I don't understand why they're mad at each other. 
Mom said that they don't get anytime alone this way.  I guess that
means without me.  It's only a week: David told Mom she'd
survive, and that just made her madder.  I was kinda tired when
Mom finally left for work.
     David said that I should be getting ready for bed, but I
asked if I could just sit on his lap for a while, like we did the last
time he stayed over at our house, and watch a little TV first.  He
said sure, but he looked at me a little funny when I took my shirt
off.  He said I didn't ' need to get undressed until I was ready to
take my bath.  I said I wanted to sit on his lap and have him pat
me like he did last time.  He said that was something that Mom
wouldn't approve of.  I said she was at work, and if she came back
we could say I was getting undressed for my bath.  David said I
was devious.  I wonder what devious meant.
     I skinned out of my shorts and my underwear.  My penis
was already stiff the way it gets sometimes.  I crawled up into
David's lap, and put his hand on it.  He put his other arm around
me and said that I didn't ever have to do anything like this with
him if I didn't want to.  I said I always wanted to, I liked it a lot
when he touched me there.  I liked it even more when he kissed
me there when I was going to sleep.  He said he'd do that for me
later if I wanted to.  I asked if he'd wash me like he did last time,
and he said he'd do that anytime I wanted, so long as I didn't tell
Mom about it. 
     I told him that I'd already told Mom about last time.  He
looked kinda scared all of a sudden, and asked just what I'd said
to her.  She had said that I looked really clean, and that was an
improvement.  I told her that it was because he had helped.  She
asked what kind of help, and I said that he washed my back for
me, and made sure that I scrubbed everything else.  She told me
that I was too old to need help, but I just said that I couldn't really
reach my back, so I'd asked him to help me.  She said that was
okay, as long as he didn't mind.  I just told her we were talking
about baseball when I was getting ready, so we had just kept
talking when I got into the tub.
     David laughed when I told him that, and said that was a
good way to put it.  I said I didn't want her to know about the rest
of the help.  If she didn't like it when I did it, I didn't think she'd
like it if he did it for me.  David said I was probably right, and
that he'd help so long as I wanted and didn't tell Mom on him.  I
asked if he'd help me right then.
     David said he'd help me as many times as I'd like, and
told me to lie down on the sofa.  He sat down on the floor next to
me, and leaned over and kissed me as he played with my penis.  I
kissed him back, and then he slowly ran his tongue all the way
down my belly to my penis.  I asked if he wanted to wash it first,
wasn't it dirty?  He said that there was nothing that came out of
there that he had to worry about.  I guess he doesn't care if I pee
through it.
     David sucked on it like he did last time, but this time he
kept playing with my balls, and sliding his finger around
underneath me, playing with my butt and then running his fingers
all the way down my legs.  I guess it didn't matter if I was going
to get dirty, since I was going to take a bath anyway.  He also
took my penis out of his mouth and sucked on my balls too.  That
felt really neat and warm, and I could tell that my balls got loose,
not like they are usually, tight up against my skin.  He kissed me
all the way around them, and then went back to sucking on my
penis until I was finished.  He could tell when I was done, cause
he went from sucking on my penis to just licking my balls for me. 
I guess he could feel it when it shook like it does when I do it by
myself.
     He sat down on the couch, so I turned around so I could
put my head on his lap.  It was different then: he had a really big
lump in his pants.  He kinda froze when I touched it, and just sat
there not breathing when I ran my hand up and down it.  I leaned
over and kissed it through his jeans, and asked him if it was his
penis.  He said yes, and I said it was really stiff.  He said it gets
that way whenever he does stuff like he did with me.  I asked him
if he wanted me to suck him like he sucked me.  He said that
would make Mom really mad.  I said Mom was at work, but he
said that was something we shouldn't do, so I just put my head
back down next to it, so I could feel the end of it through my
cheek, and started rubbing it through his pants.
     We lay there for a while.  I guess I must have fallen
asleep for a while.  When I woke up David had moved me over so
I was sitting next to him, under his arm.  He had one hand
wrapped around my penis and my balls, with a finger playing
with my butthole, and the other was holding his penis outside of
his pants.  He was huge!  I figured if he'd waited until I got to
sleep he didn't want me to see him play with himself, so I just
stayed where I was with my eyes kinda closed, watching his hand
go up and down on his penis.
     All of a sudden he tensed up and grabbed me tighter.  If
I'd been asleep I would have woken up anyway, so I looked up to
see what had startled him.  He had his eyes closed and his head
up, so he couldn't see that I was awake, so I looked back down at
his penis.  The head of it was all red, and he was holding it real
tight.  It looked like it hurt, but he didn't stop.  He was holding my
penis kinda tight too, and I liked it when he did it, so I guess it felt
good.  His finger that had been playing with my butthole was
doing more than that now, like he was trying to get it in me.  That
didn't feel too good, but I didn't want to stop him now.  I get all
tense right before I finish, so I guess that's what he was about to
do.
     Did he ever finish!  All of a sudden he was grasping for
breath, and white stuff was shooting out of his penis.  It got on his
shirt, on my face, and all over his hand.  I looked up at him and
smiled, and reached over and grabbed his penis my self.  It was
really hard, and hot and stiff.  It was also slippery, like mine gets
when I wash it.  He kinda gave a low growl when I touched him,
which made me giggle.  He still had a finger in my butt, and his
hand wrapped around my penis and balls.  I could tell that I was
really stiff again.
     He laughed when I said I could have done that for him. 
He played with mine for me, so it was only fair that I play with
his for him.  I asked him how he got so big.  He said he just grew,
and I shouldn't worry about it, I'd grow too.  I just sat there for a
minute playing with his penis as it got softer, and asked him what
the white stuff was when he finished.  He said it was 'cum,' that it
was the stuff that would make a girl pregnant.  I asked if it could
make me pregnant, and he just laughed and said boys couldn't get
pregnant.
     When he was all the way soft I let go, and said that I
should have my bath now.  He said I looked like I needed one,
and wiped his cum off my face.  He ran his finger along my lips
as he did, so I liked the cum off it.  It was salty, kinda like
peanuts are, but didn't taste much like anything else.  He took his
finger away from my butthole and my penis, and said it looked
like I could go for another round.  I told him after my bath I'd like
it if he kissed it for me when I went to sleep.  He said sure.  I like
David: he always plays with me when I ask him too.
     It was really late, almost ten when David put me in the
tub, so he just washed me really quick.  He took extra time when
he got to my bottom though.  I said it was kinda funny that he put
his finger in me like that.  He asked if I liked it, and I said yes, a
little, but it kinda hurt too.  He said he was sorry, and laughed
and asked me if I wanted him to kiss it and make it feel better. 
Just to be funny, I said yes, and said he would once I got out of
the tub.  I said he'd better clean it really good if he was going to
do that.  He scrubbed it all over again, and played around my hole
with his finger.  He was really soapy this time, which felt neat, so
I held his hand when he hand his finger at my butthole again.  I
told him to try to put it in now.  This time it felt really neat, and I
could feel his finger slide in and out.  I said if he wanted to play
with my bottom, we should do it in the tub and it wouldn't hurt. 
He said he'd remember that.
     He got me out of the tub and dried off.  I was starting to
fall asleep, so I just stood next to him and let him do all the work. 
He picked me up, and carried me into his bedroom, and lay me all
the way up with my head on his pillow.  He lay down next to me,
put his hand back around my penis, and asked me if I really
wanted him to kiss it and make it feel better.  I said sure.  I
thought he was still joking, but he slid down and put his head
between my legs.  He lifted my legs up, and kissed me right there. 
That felt really neat.  He just lay there and licked my butt and my
balls for a while.
     I woke up in the morning before David did.  I guess I fell
asleep while he was kissing me.  I was still sleeping on his side of
the bed, still naked like I was when I got out of the tub.  He was
sleeping behind me, with his penis pressed up against my bottom
and his hand tucked around mine again.  I figured if he could play
with mine while I was asleep, I could play with his, so I rolled
over to get a good look at it.  He was stiff and hot again, and was
as long as my hand was.  I slid down so I could see how big
around he was, and smelled his penis.  It was a funny smell, kinda
like his cum was a funny taste.  
     Since he wouldn't let me kiss him there the night before, I
figured I kiss him now.  I slid my tongue along the top of his
penis, and slid the skin the rest of the way back with my hand.  He
let out that low groan he had the night before, and slid his hand
down to the top of my head.  I just put his penis in my mouth
then, and started to go up and down like he'd done to me.  I played
with his balls with one of my hands (they were really big too, and
loose and hairy), but there was no way I was going to touch his
butt.  He started pushing up against my face when I went down,
and he was going faster and faster, so I tried to speed up too.  All
of a sudden he said my name out load, and pressed my head down
around his penis.  I figured he was about to finish, and I didn't
want him to have to clean up again.  He started to cum again, and
there was as much this time as before.  I tried to swallow it, but a
lot of it just leaked out around my lips, onto his penis and his
balls.
     After he stopped cuming, I leaned down to lick up the rest
of it off him.  He said my mother didn't even do that, so I giggled
and said I'd do it for her.  He said that was something she really
didn't need to know.  He pulled me up to him, kissed me on the
lips, licked some of his cum off my face, and said if we were to do
stuff like that Mom had really better not know, or we'd both be in
big trouble.  I said I wouldn't tell if he didn't.  He said I didn't
have to worry about that, but that we'd better be careful that we
know Mom isn't going to be around.  I said we could do it
anytime we knew she was at work.
     He wouldn't let me help him with his shower.  He said if I
did, he'd never get to work that day.  He did kiss me again until I
finished, right before we left to take me to the sitter, with my
underwear pulled down and me leaning against the door.  He
turned me around and kissed my butt, and said if I was good, he
kiss me there again tonight, and let me suck him off in front of the
tv.  I said it was a deal if he'd take a bath with me tonight, rather
than just washing me.  I want to be able to wash him.  I guess if I
knew he was clean, I'd be willing to kiss him anywhere too.