Date: Wed, 6 Jul 2005 00:51:35 EDT
From: Tommyhawk1@aol.com
Subject: Playing Hide and Seek

			   PLAYING HIDE AND SEEK
			   By Tommyhawk1@AOL.COM
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My first summer vacation! Three months out of school! Yeah, yeah, "YAYYYY!"
I ran through the house, unfettered and free! I was seven years old, I was
the only child of my Mom and Dad, and this big house belonged to me!

"Seth, Seth!" Mom called at me. "Quiet down, right now! You know your
Daddy's upstairs trying to sleep!"

"Awww!" I grumbled. "But I want to play! I finally got the summer off and I
want to play!" And I pouted like I was a little baby. It still worked on
Mom...sometimes.

"You want to play a game?" Mom looked at me with a face that was fun-loving
on the outside and sneaky on the inside. "How about Hide and Seek?"

"Okay, then, you go hide and I'll come find you, okay?"

"Okay!" I said.

"But remember, find yourself a really good hiding place." Mom said as I
headed out of the kitchen at a run. "Find a really good hiding spot,
because I'll be looking and I'm really, really good at finding you."

Mom wasn't going to find me! I decided as I headed upstairs. I wasn't
supposed to go upstairs while Daddy was sleeping, but heck, that would just
make it harder for her to find me!

But where to hide? A closet was too obvious, Mom would look there first!
Under a bed? I wouldn't quite fit. But where else was there? I wanted Mom
to have to really look to find me!

I heard Daddy snoring and I grinned. I had an idea and I slipped quiet as I
could into Daddy's room.

Daddy was flat on his back, his legs sprawled out so that he took up the
entire bed. His arms were flung out to either side, crooked at the elbows
like a pair of L's that was Daddy's way of claiming the entire bed. Mom had
complained about how Daddy would squeeze her over to one edge of the bed,
and even then, she would be bumped by him the entire night as he tried to
sprawl out all over.

I had planned to snuggle up behind Daddy while he slept, let his big body
hide me from Mom. She wouldn't want to bother Daddy, and wouldn't look too
hard.

Then I had another idea. A better idea. I would crawl under the covers.

Where? Daddy's arms blocked most of the room on the bed. Where could I get
in and have enough room?

At the foot! Between Daddy's legs, I could curl up in there and I would
fit, I bet!

I got the covers lifted up, saw the pair of hairy legs. Daddy was a
security guard, and he was big and strong, so big that most crooks would
take one look at him and go away, I bet!

I dove into the dim interior of the covers, and as I squirmed in, Daddy
stirred. I got up to where my head bumped him at the top of his legs, a
softly yielding, bulbous mass that felt kind of funny.

"What are you doing under there, son?" Daddy asked me.

"Hide and seek." I whisper-giggled, a wet sort of sound. "Mommy can't find
me in here!"

"She'll find you if I tell her where you are." Daddy mock-warned me.

"Don't tell, Daddy, don't tell!" I begged him urgently. "I want her to find
me."

"Okay, son." Daddy said indulgently. "But you need to lay there quietly,
you hear me? No squirming around or Mommy will find you."

"Okay." I said and settled in to wait. Mommy would have to look and look
and...that was when I noticed it.

"Daddy?"

"Yes, son?"

"You're naked." I said, only I stretched the word out,
na-a-a-a-ke-e--e-e-ed. And he was! I was looking right at his wienie, it
was laying on top of his balls and they were all covered in hair and
smelled kind of strong. That was what I'd felt on top of my head, my
Daddy's wienie!

"Yeah, son, I sleep without any clothes on." Daddy agreed. "Lots of people
do."

"Does Mom sleep naked?" I asked him, staring at his wienie. It was lots
bigger than mine, even when you realized that Dad was bigger than me.

"No, son." Dad said a little ruefully. "She has her bra and panties on and
then she puts that big old blue nightgown of hers on over that. The same
one you see her wearing in the morning, underneath that pink robe of
hers. And her hair is usually up in curlers, and sometimes she puts this
sticky white goo all over her face too." Daddy said, this time a bit
bitterly. "I have to look at that at night. Three times out of four, it can
take the starch right out of me."

"Starch?"

"Never mind." Dad said. "Just that your Mom isn't a whole lot of fun to
sleep with."

"Okay." I said. Then, "But you don't sleep with her, do you?" I pointed
out. "You sleep during the day now."

"Yeah, and it was her brother got me this job." Dad sighed. "Now I try to
sleep in the daytime. Whoops, I hear your Mom on the stairs. You be real
quiet now, or she'll find you."

"Okay." I said.

A long pause followed, I spent the time looking at Daddy's wienie some
more. It really looked a lot different from mine. Oh, the overall shape was
the same, but his was sort of fat and wrinkled. I wondered what it would
feel like, all those big folds of skin in my hand.

I reached up and got hold of it, that skin rippled back as I gripped it.

"Son, what are you doing?" Daddy said.

"Just touching it." I said. "I just wanted to see what it felt like."

Daddy grunted as I held onto his dick, and I was surprised to feel it
getting bigger in my hand. Actually swelling up like a sort of balloon,
only different.

"Daddy, it's getting bigger." I said.

"Yeah." Daddy said. "It's because you're touching it."

"Honey, are you awake?" my Mom said from the hallway. "Who are you talking
to?"

"Nobody." Daddy said and one of his legs rose up, I knew he was helping me
hide from Mommy. I smiled, Mom wouldn't find me here if Daddy helped me
hide! "Just talking to myself." Daddy said.

I was grateful to Daddy and I showed my appreciation by moving my hand up
and down on his wienie, feeling how it got even bigger and fatter as I
played with it. I knew that felt good because it did when I did that to my
own littler wienie.

"Well, long as you're awake, I'll go get the clothes. Back in a minute."

"Okay, hon." Daddy said. Then, when Mom was gone, he said, "Damn, son, you
picked the darnest time to start playing with my dick!"

"You like it, don't you?" I asked him. "This dick is so big and fat
now. I've seen them get hard before, but never as big as this." I had a big
handful of Daddy dick in my hand, and it was warm as it could be, and that
smell was stronger, too. Not like anything I'd smelled before, it was kind
of wet and kind of raw and kind of powerful. It made me tingle, smelling
that pungent aroma coming from my Daddy.

"I'm older than you." Daddy pointed out. "Oh, God, that feels good, Son, I
haven't had anyone touch my dick in a long time. Your mother throws a fit
more times than not, she won't even suck on it for me, hasn't in years,
since before you were even born." he complained.

"Suck on it?" I asked.

"That's when you put your mouth on it." Daddy explained. He started to say
more, but then Mom came back and he said instead, "Oh, hello again."

"Just let me put these things in the dresser." Mom said. "I can clean up
the laundry room once I get these clothes out of the way."

I looked at Daddy's dick still in my hand, and I wondered. Put my mouth on
it? What would that do?

Mommy and Daddy were still talking, or Mom was. "You know, Paul, we need to
do something about Seth. He's turning into such a handful."

I pumped my Daddy's dick while I considered. My mouth?

"Uhh, yeah, I guess he is hard to handle sometimes." Daddy grunted. "Mmmm."

"I have him playing Hide-and-Seek right now." Mom said to Daddy,
conspiratorially. "I told him to hide real well, so I'd have trouble
finding him. God, I had to get him out of my hair somehow!"

"Really?" Daddy gasped. I was still pumping his dick up and down. I figured
if he wanted me to stop while Mom was in the room, he'd stop me. But he
didn't. His dick was getting all nice and warm and that smell was stronger,
and I realized what it smelled like, kind of. Like a big, baked ham, all
hot and dripping fresh from the oven. I loved the taste of a ham fixed like
that, Mom didn't do it very often.

Suck on Daddy's dick? Put it in my mouth. Yeah, why not, if Daddy wanted me
to.

I scooted up and Daddy grunted and then I touched my lips to the tip of his
cockhead and he groaned.

Mom didn't notice, she was off on a talking spree of her own. "So he's
hiding from me now and I can get some work done." She chuckled, "As well as
he's hidden, it may take me all afternoon to find him!"

"Maybe it will!" Daddy groaned, as I slid my mouth down over his dick. It
tasted really nice, just like that ham. I knew better than to bite it like
the ham. Daddy had mentioned sucking on it. That's what I did, I sucked on
it like it was a straw.

Daddy grunted, and he reached down with his hands and quickly grabbed my
head and moved it up and down on his cock. "Like that, babe." He hissed at
me. "That's how you do it."

"What was that?" Mom asked.

"Nothing, dear. Did you wash my black jeans?"

"Yes, I washed them for you. I don't know why you like those jeans so
much...." Mom nattered on as I sucked my Daddy's prick. It was awfully big,
but I was having fun doing this for my Daddy, and his pushing my head down
like he had had put a lot of my spit on it, and that made it slide in and
out easier for me. I was able to get it quite a ways inside my mouth, the
way I would suck on a Pop-Ice you squeeze out of its tube, and you suck it
and all that sweet juice frozen in the ice bursts into your mouth, and the
ice crumbles and lands on your tongue like powdered liquid, all
cold-cold-cold but nice-nice-nice on a hot day! Daddy's dick was giving me
some juice, but it was all hot and salty, like the juices out of a cooked
ham, and it tasted about the same, too!

Daddy made sounds, they were sort of like he was agreeing with what Mom
said, for she was talking about buying some new clothes for us, should she
take some money from our savings to buy them? Should she pick up some
shirts for Daddy as well? And Daddy was going, "Mmmm-hmmmm! Mmmmm-hhmmmm!"
but it also sounded like those grunts that meant Daddy was liking what I
was doing.

"You know, honey." Mom said and she sat down on the bed beside Daddy! I
froze, my mouth still on Daddy's pud, but nothing else happened, and I
started in again as Mom began to talk.

"I've been thinking about going to school myself." Mom said. "I could take
adult classes when they start up next week. That would get me out of the
house and you could sleep better."

"Uhhhh, yeahhh, honnn, uhhh, soundsssss, good, uhhhh!" Daddy mumbled. His
dick was hotter than I had thought it could be. It was kind of pulsing,
too, like something was going to happen, real soon!

"I could drop Seth off at a friend's house while I was gone." Mom offered.

"Uuhhh, you...uhhhh....wouldn't have to do that! Ghhhh!" Dad said. "Seth's
a....uhhhh!....good boy! Mmmhhh! I could....watch him....a few hours....for
you! Guhhhh!"

"Oh, baby, that's wonderful!" Mom gushed and I felt the bed shift as she
leaned over and embraced him, kissed him.

As she did, Daddy kind of bucked and thrashed and when he did, his cock
spurted out a lot of goo, right into my mouth! I didn't know what to think,
but Daddy's hand came down and held my head in place, so I knew he wanted
me to hold on, and so I did, and that left me swallowing it, a hot,
super-salty, very sticky kind of goo unlike anything I'd ever gotten
before, it was sort of like a hot pudding if pudding was salty instead of
sweet. Or like a liquified baked ham, with that flavor of meat it held.

Daddy's hand kept me in place while he creamed that hot squizzle into my
mouth, and I swallowed hard, kept moving as best I could, and felt the
thick creamy gunk oozing down my throat. After a time, I realized that he
was done and I gulped down the last of it. Daddy was gasping and grunting
like blazes, and I was worried that Mom would figure out what I had done to
Daddy.

"Oh, honey, you didn't!" Mom said, and I figured we were caught. I wondered
if it was okay, what I'd done with Daddy.

"I didn't what?" Daddy asked her, though he was panting heavily still.

"You didn't...play with yourself...while you and I were talking, did you?"

Daddy's hand was still on my head and I guess it looked like that to her,
with the covers all wrinkled up around us, and Daddy's leg raised up to
confuse it further.

"You got me." Daddy said. "I couldn't help it, I needed to get off."

"Well...I guess if you have to." Mom said. "I mean, I know you like it more
than I do."

"Yeah, more than you." Daddy said. "I like it every day, and you like it
maybe once a year."

"I can't help it." Mom protested. "Anyway, with your night job and me going
to school during the day, you can manage without it, can't you? I mean, you
just did, didn't you?"

"Yeah." Daddy agreed. "Yeah, I figured out how to get it without bothering
you, all right."

"Do you know where Seth is?" Mom asked me.

"I haven't seen him." Daddy said truthfully if not really truthful. He
hadn't seen me get into his bed and under his covers. He knew where I
was...but he hadn't seen me!

"Well, I think we'll see how long he stays hidden for me." Mom said as she
got off the bed. "You get some rest, dear. I'll keep playing Hide-and-Seek
with Seth as long as he'll do it. I mean, having a little boy hide
somewhere is almost as good as sending him off to school!"

"It's better in some ways." Dad mumbled. Then, louder, as Mom was leaving,
"Close the door completely this time, okay, hon?" When she did, Dad lifted
up the covers. "How are you doing there, Son?" he said, looking at me for
the first time.

"I'm fine, Dad." I agreed as I got up next to him.

"Sounds like Mom wants you to stay hidden for a while."

"Yeah." I said. "But that's okay. I found something to play with while I'm
hiding."

And I grabbed Daddy's dick when I said that.

"You sure have." Daddy agreed, smiling broadly. And his dick, which had
deflated after it had shot that wad of goo out of it, began to swell up
again. Daddy cocked his head. "I think your Mom's coming back. Better hide
again!"

"Yeah!" I said and dove back under the covers. With Daddy helping me, I bet
I could set a record for the longest game of Hide-and-Seek ever!

				  THE END
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