We knocked on the door from the store to the backroom, and was greeted with a "Come on in" shout.
We went in. Danny's dad stood with his back to us, taking our food out of the microwave oven. Danny went over to him, and tugged at his sleeve.
When his dad turned around, Danny said "Hi".
His daddy froze with his mouth open.
The dinner was crap. But the company was good. I loved little Danny who was clinging to me all the time. By my arm, holding my hand or sitting in my lap. His daddy was very happy and seemed to think it was somehow my doing, that his son had started speaking. He was very friendly and insisted that I waited until next day before driving on.
It was getting a bit late to start driving anyway, and I also wanted to spend more time with Danny so I didn't need any pursuasion.
Danny's dad also suggested that Danny spent the night with me.
Danny said "Yes".
His dad made a few semi-rude comments hinting at what we would be doing at night, but though they were rude, they were said in a friendly way. I think he was amused by the thought of it. Or maybe he was actually happy for his son.
I didn't try to deny it. But I didn't confirm it either.
Danny's dad knew what his son wanted and had long ago accepted that his son was different. He trusted me to be nice to Danny. And of course I would.
We soon said good night to Danny's dad. Danny actually said "Bye dad", before we headed back to my camper. That was the first time I've heard him use 2 words. It was almost a sentence.
Once back in my camper, Danny ran to the bed and reached out for me. Obviously wanted us to snuggle up in the bed again.
I had no objections. We both knew the evening was going to be full of sex, love and cuddles.
We kissed, hugged and touched, while we slowly became less and less dressed. Danny kept stroking my very hard cock, which seemed to have been neglected for ages. It wasn't Danny's fault. He had attempted to get to suck me off over and over the last 4 hours.
And I longed to let him. But I needed one more thing done before we would engage in real sex. I wanted Danny clean.
I had noticed that his daddy wasn't exactly the best role model for that. And Maybe Danny's special personality also made him less interested in personal hygiene. But I wanted to see him all clean. And feel and taste him all clean. And maybe. Just maybe. He might actually learn to keep himself a bit more clean, for his future male conquests.
After several minutes of Danny groping my cock, I finally gathered up the willpower to stop him, and tell him that I wanted to see how cute and sexy he would be when he was clean.
He didn't respond. Maybe he didn't realized that he was dirty, I thought.
I brought him to the tiny bathroom, and showed him the dirt on his skin the mirror. Then I rubbed it gently with a soaped up wet cloth and together we watched his clean skin appear. Then I kissed the clean skin.
I told him that I would like him to take a bath, so he could be clean all over, for when we would hug, suck and cuddle all evening and night.
"Ok" was all Danny said.
After his bath the cutest little naked boy appeared. Somehow he seemed smaller. An amusing thought hit me. The amount of dirt washed off, might have so big, that he was visibly smaller now. I smiled at my own silliness.
He also seemed more normal now. Somehow. As if the dirt had been part of his handicap. If it really was a handicap. Sometimes I doubted it. But he was a special boy, no doubt about that.
He had dried himself, and tossed the towel on the floor. I didn't care. I could clean up tomorrow. All I wanted was the sweet sexy little naked boy who was waiting for my embrace.
I didn't want to cum right away. We had all evening for our fun, and cumming to soon would take some of my fun away.
Slow and easy fun, to build up until I couldn't stand it anymore.
I took off all my clothes too, picked Danny up in my arms and carried him to the bed, while we kissed. We were both hard already.
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