Date: Sat, 20 Nov 2004 18:43:07 -0000
From: David Gough <dgg@cwgsy.net>
Subject: Bath Time (ws)

This is a work of fiction (or fantasy)

My story begins when I was very young.  My mother left my father for
another man.  Dad (Jim) was young and had little choice but to bring me up
himself. How he managed working as well is beyond me, but he did.  I do not
remember too much of the earlier years, but what I do recall was an
overwhelming sense of love.  My first proper recollections were from about
the age of 5.  I remember being with my dad all of the time - he took me
everywhere with him.  I remember too that the highlight of my week was bath
time on Friday evenings, I always joined dad in his bath then.  The sense
of our bond was so strong at those times and the sensations were so intense
I was often moved to tears.  Dad would hold me in his arms, kiss away my
tears, tell me that everything was okay and bathe me gently.  I loved being
skin to skin with him, it was the best feeling in the world.

This bathing routine continued for a number of years and I guess that I was
about 9 or 10 when things changed.

One Friday evening I in the bath with dad and we were washing each other,
as we often had when he said

"Davey, you must pay more attention to washing your penis"

I did not understand his comment and asked why.  He said

"You must pull back your foreskin and wash underneath properly" I must have
still looked confused, he said "watch me"

He pulled back his foreskin and started soaping up the head of his cock,
then rinsed it off and showed me the result.  I had never really paid much
attention to his cock before, but it seemed much larger than I remembered.
I was facinated.

I timidly began to to soap up my groin when dad said "would you like me to
show you", "yes please" I replied.

He held my cock, peeled back my foreskin and started spreading the lather
over my cock head.  The stroking gave me an instant hard-on and I whimpered
with pleasure as his slow movements continued, for what seemed like ages.
I looked up and saw dad smiling, lowering my gaze I saw his rock hard cock
sticking up vertically from the water, "want to wash mine" he said.

I took the soap and started washing dads hard cock, copying the circular
motions he was using "faster" he said, "open your hand and put it around
the head" "now up and down", that's it Davey, "faster".  Suddenly he
groaned and I felt him go tense, a jet of white stuff shot out of his cock
and hit me straight in the face, some going into my open mouth.  A second
spurt landed in my hair.  In reflex I licked my lips, it was a strange
taste, but not unpleasant - it had to be good though, it was my dads!

A funny look came over dads face, he guided me towards him and he kissed my
face, started to lick off the white stuff, he ran his tongue across my
lips, I opened my mouth and let him in.  I sucked the white stuff from his
mouth and continued the kissing.  We went on for a long time, during which
he was washing my body, stroking me all over.  His hand lingered over my
bottom, caressed it with circular motions and ran his fingers between my
cheeks.  I was thrilled by the feelings that were being caused.

We broke apart and dad washed my hair again, he said we ought to get out or
we'd end up like prunes.  I said that I needed to pee anyway.  He said "we
can do that before we get out", "do it just where you are son", I was
standing over him though and must have looked puzzled, "just piss Davey -
over me".

I started to pee, but was unsure as to where to aim, dad reached out and
directed my flow over his cock and balls, over his stomach, his chest and
then into his face.  He opened his mouth and drank my pee, gradually
sitting up as he did it, he moved closer to my cock, until finally his
mouth engulfed my cock, savouring the last few squirts and continuing for a
while after.  "Great Davey, just great - I love you son" " I love you too
dad", I replied, little realising that our love had moved onto a new level.

For the next week, neither of us discussed that night, but Friday
approached and I was beside myself with anticipation.

We undressed for our bath and dad's cock was rock hard straight away - so
was mine.  We got in the water and started washing each other, spending
forever soaping each other, caressing and fondling.  Dad said that he
needed to teach me about another area of hygene, he was soaping my bottom
and playing with my hole, I was squirming with delight he inserted a finger
moving it in and out.  I was in heaven.  His finger soon became two, and
eventually three.  He said that there was a better way of cleaning me, that
he should use his cock.  I could not believe that it would fit, but
willingly offered myself.

Dad started by rubbing his cock head over and around my hole, gently
probing and prodding.  Gradually he became more forceful, applying more and
more pressure.  Suddenly I gasped as he slid his cock head into me.  He
held me close and told me not to panic, to give it a moment. He was moving
back and forth and getting further and further into me.  When I felt his
pubic hair against my bottom I realised that he was in as far as he could
get.  His motion increased in speed his breathing became heavier and
heavier.  I loved the sendation of his cock sliding in and out of my arse.
I was as hard as a rock and throbbing.  Dad's hand came round and grasped
my cock, rubbing it up and down while he pistoned in and out.  Suddenly
there was a groan and I felt a hot squirt of liquid up my arse. Wow, what a
feeling, I wanted more.  As he came my body shuddered, I guess it was my
first orgasm, although dry.  Dad kept his cock in me as we settled into the
bath, we stayed locked together, dad was kissing the back of my neck
repeating "I love you Davey".

He finally lifted me off and turned me to face him, he kissed me on the
mouth and said that he needed to pee, I said "Please pee on me like I did
on you".  "Okay son, lets swap places" So we moved around and he was
kneeling in the bath facing me.  His piss started to flow, I have never
seen so much, his stream was fast and broad and soon was blasting me all
over.  I opened my mouth and nodded, dad caught my meaning and directed his
jet into my mouth, I nearly drowned at first but soon got the hang of only
swallowing smaller amounts.  As he slowed and stopped, he approached me
with his cock saying "Suck me son, suck daddy's cock", I opened wide but
could not get it all in.  "Lick it" he said.  I lapped at his cock, at the
sweet juice that flowed from it, loving it. Soon dad said "I am going to
shoot, do you want it ?" I nodded, he tensed and blased my tonsils with two
shots of his stuff which I savoured in my mouth.  Dad lent over and started
kissing me on the mouth his tongue lapping at the cum, we kissed and
kissed, until all of the good stuff was gone.

He knelt down and started sucking my cock asking me if I had anything for
him, I did, but I had to concentrate.  So dad just knelt with his mouth
open and my cock resting on his tongue, I started to pee and to my surprise
dad drank it all, sucking my cock for ages after I had finished.

These sessions continued on and off for 2 or 3 years, we never discussed
them but both knew what to expect at bath time on Friday evenings.

I guess I would have been about 13, I cannot recall why, but one night I
awoke in the middle of the night and felt very scared.  I got out of bed
and went to dad's room, I crawled into his bed beside him and cuddled up.
He put his arms around me and pulled me close.  I awoke later with the
feeling of a stiff cock prodding my arse, I smiled to myself and wispered
"yes please dad".

Dad moved down the bed under the covers parted my cheeks and started to
lick my hole.  This new sensation had me climbing the walls in exitement,
dad was drilling deep with his tongue, licking to the underside of my balls
then back again.  He moved back up the bed and rested his large hard cock
against my hole, he pushed in slowly, right to the hilt.  He started moving
in and out and soon my arse was on fire. All the time he was kissing my
neck, licking my ears, massaging my cock and telling me how much he loved
me - I could feel how much he loved me!  The movement turned into thrusting
and With a grunt he came in my arse.  We fell asleep again, locked
together, I was in heaven.

When we awoke Dad's cock was still in me and we had a little trouble
parting.  Dad suggested that I joined him in the shower - we both needed to
pee, so where better.

Dad and I sprayed each other in a shower of piss, catching mouthfuls where
we could.  Dad ended up on his knees sucking the last drops from me and
lapping at my cock.  With puberty just around the corner, my cock was
starting to show signs of lengethening and thickening and Dad seemed to
like it more and more.

Later that day I asked Dad if I could sleep with him that night.  He was
thrilled, he said that he had been hoping that I would ask.  So from that
night on we slept together our love making became a daily delight.  Around
the house we seldom wore clothes, frequent touching of each other often led
to frantic sex.  One day while lying on the sofa watching a movie we got
turned on and strated sucking each other in a soixante- neuf, Dad was
lapping at my boy-cock, running his tongue around under my foreskin and
rolling my cock head in his mouth.  I don't know where it came from but
suddenly I was jerking furiously and felt my cock unload in Dad's mouth.
My first cum was passed back to me from Dad's mouth, we kissed it until it
was gone.

Friday nights continued to be special for us, always making time for our
bath, Dad and I never made plans for that night, but then, sometime around
my fourteenth birthday Dad said that we could not bathe together because we
were having visitors to stay for the weekend - his younger brother (Mike
30) and son (Paul 10).  I resented their visit because it would mean that I
could not sleep or bath with Dad, I would have to share my old room with my
cousin, Dad would offer his room to his brother and would sleep on the
sofa.

That Friday evening they arrived, we had a meal together Dad and Mike
downed quite a few beers which they followed with wine, and seemed to be
getting very drunk.  Quietly I suggested to Paul that we should go to the
kitchen where we could sneak a beer or two ourselves.  The plan worked well
we took a few cans from the fridge and went to my room.  we talked a lot
while working through the cans.  Neither of us had really drunk alcohol
before and it was getting to us fast.  Paul said he needed to pee, I said
that I would show him where to go because I needed to go as well.  We went
to my small bathroom and stood by the toilet one each side.  I took out my
cock and so did Paul, his was not a bad size for a 10 year old, he seemed
to be interested in mine too.  I started to piss with great force Paul soon
joined in.  I started to 'sword-fight' with my stream and Paul soon joined
in, we were both giggling a lot and piss was being splashed around wildly.
Paul lost his balance slightly and his piss hit me straight on the cock and
balls.  He mumbled an apology but was mesmerised as my cock rapidly
stiffened to it's full 5 inches.  I said that it had turned me on - as he
could see.

Paul said "its really big Davey", "not as big as my Dad's", I replied.
"Have you seen your Dad's then" said Paul, "loads of times" I replied "Dad
even lets me wash his in the bath".  Paul asked me what it felt like,
"great" I replied, especially when its really hard, "like yours is now"
said Paul, "no much bigger and much harder" I said.  "Can I feel yours?"
Paul asked, "sure" I said.  He lent over and wrapped his hand gently around
my cock, it felt so different from Dad's.  I moved my hips back and forth
slightly and Paul soon caught on, moving his hand as well.  He was watching
my cock intently, I said "suck it Paul", he lent over and put his mouth
over my cock.  I gently held his head and started moving in and out.  It
didn't take long before I came - right into his mouth.  He was surprised
and seemed to have swallowed the first spurt automatically.  The second
filled his mouth.  I lifted his head to mine and kissed him on the lips,
pushing my tongue inside and sucking out my juice.  All he said was "wow".
I then asked Paul if he would let me return the favour, he agreed without
hesitation.

I knelt down on the wet tiles resting on the toilet took Paul's small cock
into my mouth, I really liked it.  I liked the smooth skin surrounding his
cock and his hairless ball sack.  Gradually I increased speed and was
simultaneously fingering his delicate hole.  Suddenly he shuddered, having
to hold on to me very tight.  I slowly stopped sucking and stood up and
kissed him on the lips.

We tidied ourselves and were about to head back downstairs when we heard
loud laughing coming from the hallway.  We cracked the door open to see Dad
and Mike 'helping' each other up the stairs.  They staggered into Dad's
room and there was another loud laugh when they fell onto the bed.  Paul
and I tip-toed along the landing and looked through the door crack into
Dad's room.  Dad and Mick were trying (unsuccessfully) to undress each
other.  "Want some help" I called, "pleeaseee" Dad mumbled.  Paul and I
entered the room.  I started to undress Dad and Paul attended to Mike, it
was not easy but Dad was soon naked, flopped on his back on the bed.
Paul's eyes were glued to Dad's cock.  I went round to the other side and
helped Paul with his Dad, we soon had him naked too.  My eyes were glued to
Mike's cock.

"I guess we should help them into the bathroom" I said, Paul agreed.  I
suggested that we should get undressed as well, in case either of them was
sick on us.  We got naked quickly.  I started to lift Dad and Paul, Mike.
We got them to their feet and we staggered in pairs into the master
bathroom.  I suggested that we stood them by the toilet to pee, with one of
us each side to hold them.  We manoevered them into place and Dad started
to piss immediately - all over the place.  I took hold of his cock and
aimed it to the toilet.  Paul was facinated but was soon brought back to
reality when Mike started pissing.  Paul followed my lead and took hold of
his Dad's cock.  I pointed Dad's cock upwards, lent over and started to
drink from his fountain, Dad's flow started to subside.  When Dad had
finished I started massaging the drips out of his cock, Paul saw what I was
doing and copied me.  To my delight Dad's cock started to stiffen, Paul was
not paying attention to his duties only my Dad's cock.  His lack of
concentration led him to massage his Dad's cock a bit too much, it too
started to rise.  Dad whispered "suck me Davey", without hesitation I
dropped to my knees and started devouring his manhood.  Paul was watching
aghast.

Dad lent on his brother for support, who opened his eyes and looked down to
see his son wanking his cock and his nephew sucking his brother's meat.
"Jim" he said.  Dad opened his eyes and looked into his brother's.  There
was a split second where something was communicated between them, their
faces slowly met and they kissed, mouth to mouth.  Mike broke away for a
second and said "Suck me Paul".

Paul lent over and started to lick his daddy's cock, before long he knelt
down and continued in earnest - he learns fast that boy !  Dad and Mike
were locked together mouth to mouth but were swaying all over the place.  I
paused and suggested to Paul that we take our Dads back into the bedroom.
We guided them back and all fell in a heap on the bed.  My face ended up in
Mike's crotch, so with out a second thought I started sucking on his meat.
It was not quite as fat as Dad's but certainly as long I wanted to feel it
inside me.  I moved round, took the lube from Dad's drawer and lubed up my
hole.  It took a little manoevering but soon I was able to free Mike's cock
from the melee.  I crouched over him and slid his nice cock into me.  Paul
was shocked by what he saw and stopped sucking my Dad.  All three looked
down at me.  Mike said to his brother "where did he learn that", "from me"
Dad said.  I started bouncing up and down and it was not long before Mike
said "I'm coming", I pulled off him and took his cock in my hand to finish
the job.  He sprayed masses of come all over the place.  We all moved in on
the puddles and started lapping up his juice.  Dad was really turned on, he
pulled me to him and with me on my knees he mounted me roughly from
behind. He pumped in and out briefly withdrew took his cock in his hand and
said to his brother "take my cum Mike", Mike lent over and placed his open
mouth over Dad's cock.  He blew his load into Mike's mouth.  Not wanting to
miss out I dived on Mike and thrust my tongue into his mouth.  We shared
Dad's come and did not break for breath until it was all gone.