Next morning we were awoken by a loud knock on the door. I panicked as I found myself naked with a hard-on and a cute naked boy also with a hard-on in my arms.
"Hello lovebirds! Wake up!" Danny's dad's voice boomed through the thin camper door.
I relaxed and got up, scratching myself.
"Yeah yeah, coming..." I said and looked for my pants or underwear.
"No time for that now" Danny's dad said and laughed a short loud laughter.
Too early in the morning for such jokes I grumbled to myself.
"Well, I've got breakfast ready for you in 10 minutes, so better get yourself ready, ok?" he continued, still chuckling.
"Ehm... Yeah... Ok. Ehm thanks." I said, still a bit confused. Not the way I had hoped to wake up with cute Danny, but I was sure his dad meant well.
I couldn't help it. I had to snuggle a bit more with my nude little lover boy. I pulled the covers off him and spooned him, while I whispered in his ears, that he had to wake up.
I think he was awake but made no signs that he was. I reached down to his hard dick and jerked it slowly with a firm grip.
"Daaannyyyy..." I whispered in his ear, and I pressed my very hard cock into his bum, and jerked him faster.
I suddenly realized that he might not like to feel my cock so near his little hole. But he just smiled.
I checked my watch. We had 7 minutes. We needed to get clothed and to brush our teeth. That meant we had 4 minutes to play.
I whispered "We can play for 4 minutes, then we have to get dressed and brush our teeth real quick. You dad wants us to join him for breakfast".
While I spoke, I grabbed his hand and places it on my cock. He squeezed it and started to stroke it. I was still stroking his too.
It felt so good and for a brief moment I thought we might be able to get off before we had to get off.
But then I saw the time. Only 1 minute left. I sighed.
"Sweet Danny" I said. It was a wonderful evening and night. But we need to get up now and be quick about it too."
He stretched and got up. Then he wrapped his arms around my neck and collapsed on top of me, settling back in the bed.
It was cute, but we had no time for it. So I got up and found his clothes, tossed them to him and quickly got dressed myself.
Then I brushed my teeth while he got dressed, and his teeth after my own. And off we went.
On our way there, I told Danny that I would like him to impress his dad by counting to 10, if that was ok with him.
"Yes" was his first word today.
As we ate breakfast, his dad asked if we had a good time last night. I told him that we both had. And that I needed to talk with him about something.
He nodded. A few minutes later when Danny went to the toilet, I told him what had been on my mind.
"Danny is not a retard" I said.
"Well... I don't know. He sure is a bit slow" his dad answered.
"Yes he seems so, because he doesn't communicate much" I replied. "But I think he's as bright as most other boys. He just has this things with communication. Not only with words, but he also tends not to respond with body language or facial expressions. It might be some sort of autism. Maybe. I'm not expert. But he understands a lot more than I thought at first.
"Well, I'm not sure" his dad said. "He doesn't seem to learn anything and the doctor said, that he would never be able to live a normal live".
"Please, just give him a chance, ok? Start talking with him. A lot. You'll see that he understands. And tell him you love him and that you care. He understands and he needs it. Hug him and kiss him if you're comfortable with that."
He sat in thought for a while. Then mumbled "Hmm... I suppose it couldn't hurt to try it", just as Danny came back.
"Danny" I said. "Wasn't there something you wanted to say to your dad?"
Danny's face lit up, and he slowly started opening his mouth. It seemed he struggled a little, but finally he said
"1..2..3..4..5..6..8..7..9..10". And then he beamed with pride.
He father had lost his jaw and stared in utter amazement.
"What the..." he started.
"There's more" I said. "Danny loves to play cards. He can teach you how to play 'War', if you don't know that game, right Danny?"
Danny said "Yes" and looked at his dad.
Danny's father got up, picked up his son and gave him a big hug.
Danny just hung there at first, but then he wrapped his arms around his dad, and hugged him back.
I could see that his dads face was wet, and I took that as my cue to leave.
I slipped out of the room and through the door to the shop, then left the shop setting off the unmistakable customer ringing sound. Then I headed for my camper.
But just 5 seconds after the ringing had sounded, I heard it again behind me, and as I turned around, Danny practically flew through the air and grabbed me around my neck.
There would be no sneaking off in silence, I guessed.
I hugged my little friend tight. Then I put him down and said "I have to go, Danny. But you have your daddy now. He can teach you a lot of things, now that you can talk."
He threw himself around my waist. I gently caresses his little head, which was pressed into my stomach.
Then I felt his little hand fumbling at my crotch, and before I knew it he had opened my fly and grabbed my cock.
I got a bit surprised and scared, and quickly looked around to see if there was anyone nearby. Not a lot of customers came by it seemed, because we were all alone as usual. Except his dad, who was smiling at me through the shops window.
Danny got out my cock and put it in his little eager mouth, as his dad, still smiling, turned around and disappeared into the back room.
I supposed that one last blow job would do us both good, so I let little lovely Danny do what he did best.
I realized that I was incredibly horny. And Danny's effective sucking technique, made it impossible to last very long.
"Oh Danny, I just love it. It feels so incredibly good. Suck me boy. I want so much to cum in your mouth again".
That seemed to spur him on even more, and the sucking machine working on my very needy leaking hard cock, sucked harder than ever. I didn't hold back, but decided to just let us both enjoy the release we both longed for. And so I came in his mouth again.
Out there, in front of the shop in the middle of the day, I flooded his little mouth with a massive load of sperm. As usual he swallowed like a pro, but for once he couldn't keep up with my production, and when my knees buckled a little bit from yet another orgasmic spasm, I could feel that some of my cum had escaped his mouth and dripped down on my shoe, and it felt as some was also running down the side of my cock.
He held on to my cock though, and kept jerking and sucking. The rest of my load he swallowed in 2 big gulps.
He cleaned my cock and looked up at me and said "Goodbye".
I picked him up, held him in my arms and whispered "Thanks Danny. I love you. Goodbye", as I hugged him as tight as I dared without crushing his little body.
Then I put him down, got in my car and drove off.
What a fantastic boy I thought to myself.
As I drove off, I wondered what my rules was about coming back. If I was in this area again one day, could I check in on him? Did my 1-day rule mean 1 day for the rest of my life, or just 1 day at a time?
I knew the answer, as I hurried away and wiped my face.