Date: Sun, 11 Dec 2011 19:05:57 -0600
From: Karl <karlsfriend@gmail.com>
Subject: Part 8 of Daddy's Bath

Let's start with the logistics.

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Daddy's Bath VIII

	Allen and I got ready.  We went down to the coffee shop and found
his parents.  We ate breakfast and his parents paid the check.  I still had
all of my money and felt a little bad but Mr. Waters kept saying I was
their guest.  We all got in the car and headed for Sarasota.

	We were all in a rested and cheery mood.  We talked and Allen and I
played something called license plate bingo and even his parents played the
game, "I spy."  Then Mr. Waters said, "I spy with my little eye something
that starts with an "R".  We looked around but didn't see anything.
Mr. Waters started pulling off the highway and said, "Rest Area.  I have to
pee."  Allen and I said we had to go too.  Mrs. Waters said she was fine
but didn't mind "stretching her legs a little bit."

	There were some girls playing with a dog in a grassy area under
some trees.  There were some picnic tables and a lady sitting there who I
guessed was the mom of the girls.

	We three "guys" headed for the men's room.  Allen said he had to go
number two.  He laughed and said, "Otherwise, I'm gonna stink up the car."
He headed for a stall and Mr. Waters and I went to the urinals.  Mr. Waters
stepped up to one of the three urinals and I stepped up right beside him.
He had on some terricloth shorts that just had elastic.  He pulled down the
front and pulled out his weiner.  I looked out of the corner of my eye and
Mr. Waters was just looking at the ceiling with his big man weiner hanging
there forcing a steady stream at the urinal.  I was peeing but stopped
before he did.  But I didn't zip up my pants.  I was too awed by the big
penis hanging next to me.  I guessed Mr. Waters saw me looking at him when
he cleared his throat a little.  I looked over and he was staring down at
his weiner too.  He had stopped peeing by now but didn't put it away, he
just stepped back a little.  He shook it.  He let it hang there a little
and ran his fingers down the length of it.  I'm sure it got a little
bigger.  I just stood there next to him staring, unaware that my penis had
gotten hard as a rock.  He looked over at me and winked and looked down at
my boy cock.  He shook his weiner and stuffed it back into the terricloth
shorts.  I forced myself into my shorts and flushed the toilet.  We walked
over to the sinks and Mr. Waters sort of looked at me and then smiled, "You
having a good time so far?"  "Yes sir.  I'm having a great time!"  He
smiled, cupped his enormous bulge and said, "Glad to hear it."  Just then
it sounded like Allen must be having a hard time 'cause he was grunting a
little.  Mr. Waters looked over at the stalls smiled a weird smile and
said, "Allen, we'll be outside."  Allen just said, "Ummmm, okay."

	When we got outside Mrs. Waters was sitting at a bench letting the
sun shine down on her.  She looked around and said, "Where's Allen?"  "He
needed to have a sit down, he'll be out in a minute.", Mr. Waters said.
She just smiled and said, "Oh well.  The sun feels great."  She looked at
me and asked, "Are you having a good time honey?"  It felt weird that she
called me that but I just looked at her and said, "Yes Ma'am".  "I'm glad
you came along.  Allen wouldn't have had as much fun by himself.", she
said.  Then I noticed a little bit of a smile in the corner of her mouth as
she looked at Mr. Waters.  I thought to myself, "Oh my gosh, she heard us
this morning."

	Just then Allen came out of the restroom looking pleased with
himself.  "Everything come out okay?", Mr. Waters joked.  Allen just looked
at him and said, "Oh Dad."  When his parents started walking toward the car
Allen got close to me and said, "You'll never believe what just happened."
I started to ask and he just shook his head and said, "I'll tell you
later."

	We got back in the car.  While we were getting ready to leave Allen
nudged me a little and pointed his head out the window.  Coming out of the
bathroom was a handsome guy who was obviously the dad of the girls.  I
looked at him wondering why he wanted me to look but he just shook his head
again.  As we drove we were all a little quiet.  Allen was smiling and
looking out the window.  Mrs. Waters was humming a little and Mr. Waters
was whistling.  I was just thinking of Mr. Waters giant weiner.  We had
driven for a long time when we saw a sign that said "Sarasota 30 mi".
"We're almost there."  It was almost dark and Mrs. Waters said we should
stop and eat.  We went to a "diner" and had hamburgers.  Even though we had
only sat in the car we were all tired.  Mr. and Mrs. Waters looked at a map
and found the house they had rented.  We stopped at a little store and got
some stuff for breakfast and then headed to our destination.  It was dark
when we pulled up to a small house.  Mr. Waters said, "They said the key is
under the flower pot next to the porch."  He found the key and we let
ourselves in.  Mrs. Waters asked us to get the stuff out of the car and
Allen and I went back to the car to get everything.  Allen said, "That guy
sucked my dick in the bathroom."  I just looked at him my mouth wide open.
He said, "I'll tell you more tonight."  "C'mon boys."  We both jumped.  It
was Mr. Waters.  He said, "What were you two guilty gusses whispering
about."  "Nothin' Dad.  We were just talking."  He said, "Uh huh."  There
was no way he hadn't heard what Allen had said.  "We need to get this stuff
inside.  You're Mom's a little grumpy."  We grabbed everything and went
inside.

	We brought everything into the living room.  Mrs. Waters looked
around and said, "Well, it's simple, but it's clean.  Boys take that stuff
into the kitchen and your father will help me out here."  We took the stuff
from the grocery store into the kitchen and as we were leaving we heard
Mr. and Mrs. Waters sort of arguing.  Allen said,"Oh jeez, Mom is in a
grumpy mood."  We stayed in the kitchen and put stuff away.  While we were
doing it Allen said, in a low voice, "That guy sucked me off in the rest
area.  I heard you and Dad talking and the guy was real quiet about it at
first.  When the guy heard the toilets flush he really started sucking me.
When you and Dad left he started sucking like there was no tomorrow.  He
swallowed it all the way down.  He kept telling me that I had a big dick
for a kid my age."  That part I knew was true based on my experience with
it.  "Then he played with my balls and swallowed my jizz when I shot."
Allen untucked his shirt and showed me a big stain where the man shot on
him.  "It was a little gross but I felt like I owed him," Allen said.  "How
did he suck you?," I asked.  "Was he in the stall with you?"  "No, there
was a hole in it.  When I went to sit down I saw it but didn't know what it
was.  Then I saw an eye there.  It weirded me out a little and I almost
said something but then he put his mouth to the hole and started licking
his lips.  Somehow I knew that he wanted to suck me."  I just stood there
in amazement.  I was also a little jealous.  I wished I could have been
sucking Mr. Waters weiner.  "Did he say anything?", I asked.  "Not really.
When he was done he said, "Thanks kid" but that was it."  We heard steps
coming toward the kitchen and Allen stopped talking.  It was Mrs. Waters.
"I bet you kids are tired.  Let's make sure you guys have clean sheets."

	We walked down a hallway and Mrs. Waters said, "I think this is
your room."  We looked inside but there was only a double bed.  She looked
at it and said, "Maybe it's the other room.  I thought yours had two beds."
We went to the other room and there was only one bed there too.  "I'm sorry
boys.  Looks like you'll be sharing a bed."  It didn't matter to me.  I had
started to like sleeping in the same bed as Allen.  Allen said he didn't
care and I said the same thing.  Alright then, why don't we wash up and get
ready for bed.  Allen said, "But we're not tired."  Mrs. Waters just sighed
and said, "Well I am.  If you're dad stays up you can too, but I'm going to
take a shower and go to bed."

	Mr. Water was in the living room sitting in a big chair with his
feet on the coffee table.  He had a beer in his hand and his eyes were
closed.  "Are you going to bed now Dad?", Allen asked.  "Nah, just sitting
here resting my eyes.  Aren't you boys tired?", he asked.  We both said we
weren't but when I sat on the big cushy sofa I realized I was tired.  I
think Allen did too.  Next thing I knew Mrs Waters was standing over us in
her robe and her hair in a towel.  "Okay, well as long as you're not tired,
why don't you go get in bed.", she said.  She looked like a movie star even
in her bath robe.  Allen and I didn't even bother trying to argue.  We went
into the bedroom and started to get in bed.  Just then my upbringing told
me that I hadn't brushed my teeth yet.  I took my toothbrush and headed to
the only bathroom in the house.  I could here the shower running and
realized that Mr. Waters must be in the shower.  I wanted to go in so bad
but didn't know what to do.  Just then Mrs. Waters came out of their
bedroom and saw me standing there in my underwear.  "What's wrong honey?",
she asked.  I heald up my toothbrush and she smiled and said, "Hold on."
She opened the door and said, "Greg, we've got someone who needs to brush
their teeth here."  "Okay, well, just send 'em in.  There's nothing here he
hasn't seen before."  She just rolled her eyes and said, "I wish I could
get Allen to brush his teeth without prompting, but I'm too tired."  With
that she opened the door more and pushed me in closing the door behind me.
I stood there with the man of my dreams on the other side of a textured
glass door that I could almost see through.  Well, I couldn't really see
anything, just him moving around.  As I turned on the water to the sink all
of a sudden I heard, "Jesus Christ!"  I looked up stunned.  Mrs. Waters
came in and said, "What happened!" in a startled voice.  He stuck his head
out the door and said, "Well, I guess we can't run the sink and the shower
at the same time.", he was sort of smiling.  She looked at me, at my
toothbrush and then started laughing.  Then she said, "Have a seat.  He'll
be done in a minute."  "I can go back the bed...", I started.  "Don't be
silly.  He'll be done in a second, RIGHT HONEY.", she yelled over the
running water.  "Yep, almost done.", he said.  "Alright then."  She looked
at me and said, "Thanks for being patient.  I've got to get in bed.  I'm
about to fall over I'm so tired."  With that she left me in the bathroom
with her naked husband.  What I did notice was that the closer to the
shower door he got the more detail I could see.

	It seemed like forever knowing my fantasy man was going to be
getting out of the shower and I got to be in the bathroom with him.
Finally, the shower turned off.  He stuck his head out the door and said,
"Go ahead."  I turned on the water but kept my eyes in the mirror.  He
grabbed a towel and started drying off while he was in the shower.  I was
so disappointed.  Then it happened.  He opened the door and stepped out
still drying himself off.  I must have looked like an idiot.  He looked at
me in the mirror and continued drying off.  I stood there with the
toothbrush in my mouth but not brushing my teeth.  He said, "Gotta get
those pearly whites pearly!"  I realized I should've been brushing my
teeth.  I started brushing again but not taking my eyes off the big
swinging weiner behind me.  He seemed to be taking his time drying himself
off too.  I felt my weiner getting hard and I was so embarassed.  I was in
my underwear and sporting a full fledged woody.  As I was taking my time
brushing my teeth Mr. Waters reached around me, his weiner brushing my
shoulder.  "Oops, sorry.  Gotta get the baby poweder."  I didn't say
anything.  He started putting baby powder under his arms and then sprinkled
some on his crotch.  He rubbed it into his hair making his weiner swing
around.  I wasn't sure but I thought it had gotten a little bigger.  He
leaned over me again, this time taking his time to put the baby powder
away.  His massive weiner was totally touching my shoulder.  I finally
leaned over the sink and spit out my toothpaste.  He looked at me and said,
"I like to smell nice and fresh.  Don't you?"  With that he stepped right
behind me so that his leg was touching my back.  I turned a little and he
asked, "Does it smell fresh?"  I looked up and he reached down and turned
me around.  He put his crotch right in my face and said, "Well?"  I stood
there paralyzed.  Darn it.  I didn't know what to do.  "Why don't you get
closer and smell." and with that he gently pushed my head toward his
weiner.  I felt the course hair of his crotch brush against my lips and
nose.  I looked up and saw that he was watching us in the mirror.  I was in
heaven.  Just then we heard a door close down the hall way.  He pushed me
away quickly and grabbed the towel and wrapped it around himself.  I
hurriedly pulled away and the bathroom door opened.  Allen was standing
there and said, "I have to pee.  So unless you guys wanna watch me..."
Mr. Waters was a little panicked and said, "No, we'll give you your
privacy."  I just followed him out of the bathroom.  He looked at the door
and at me, gave a shrug, grabbed his weiner through the towel and went to
his bedroom.

	I was never so mad at Allen in my entire life.  I went to the
bedroom and fell on the bed.  Allen back and said, "What were you doing in
there?"  I panicked.  "Nothing.  I had to brush my teeth and your mom said
it would be okay then we couldn't run the shower and the water at the same
time I said I'd come back here and wait but your mom said...", I stammered.
"Chill dude.  I just wondered 'cause you were gone for so long.", Allen
said.  "You wanna fool around?", he asked.  I did, but not with him.  But
it turned out to be fun anyway.

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