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I stood on my stool in front of the sink brushing my teeth while I looked at myself in the mirror. I see my green eyes and the freckles that dance across my nose. Toothpaste dribbles messily down my chin to drip into the sink. It’s one of my favorite times of day, shower time with my daddy. I tap my bare toes on the stool as I hum a song to keep my mind busy while I get ready.
Daddy walks in, and he’s already gotten nakey down to his white undies. I see him in the mirror and smile before spitting.
"Hi Daddy, I'm ready to take a shower," I say happily.
“Not yet, you’re not,” he says with a goofy grin on his face.
He grabs the hem of my Bluey shirt and pulls it upwards. I lift my arms to allow the shirt to be easily pulled from my body. Daddy throws my shirt on the ground and puts his large hands on my shoulders, giving them a firm squeeze. I look at him in the mirror and see he has a huge smile on his face like he’s about to do something silly. His hands slide down from my shoulders and dig into my ribs, tickling me. I start to squirm and try to get away, but wherever I move, his fingers follow. I twist one way, and he takes advantage and tickles the newly exposed part of my body. We are both laughing so hard, me from the tickling, daddy from how much he is enjoying himself. I playfully beg him to stop, but he keeps going. My entire body is fair game because I'm so ticklish. I don't think there's anywhere that Daddy can't tickle. After a few minutes, he finally relents. I put my hands on the counter and catch my breath.
“Daddy, that was so silly,” I say.
“No, you’re so silly Wyatt,” Daddy replies.
I look at his and my body in the mirror. We are so different. He is huge and muscular, and I am skinny like a twig. He is tan all over, and I have a silly farmer's tan. He has a thick coating of curly black hair, and the only hair below my head is the little dusty bits that blend in with the freckles on my arms and legs.
Daddy’s hands go back down my body. I brace for another round of tickling, but Daddy just hooks his thumbs into my shorts and undies and slides them down my thin legs. I kick them off onto the floor with my shirt. I’m now all naked and ready for a nice hot shower. Daddy opens the glass door to the shower, turns on the water, and then sits on the toilet lid to wait for it to heat up. He pats on his lap, and I skip over and throw myself into him, wrapping my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist. He squeezes me in tight with his big muscular arms.
"I love you, Daddy," I say.
“I love you too,” he says back.
His hands run up my back and ruffle my red hair. Daddy says it reminds him of my mommy. I never got to meet her because she died the day I was born. Daddy says he misses her, but he knows she’d be happy that we love each other so much and he’s lucky to have me. I pull him in even tighter, squishing my wiener into his belly.
Steam starts to come over the glass door, and Daddy says, "OK buddy, time to get nice and clean."
He lifts me off his lap and puts me on the ground before standing up and shoving his undies to the floor. Daddy has a huge weewee. He calls it his cock because he's a man. He says boys have wee-wees or wieners, and men have cocks or dicks.
I step into the shower, and Daddy follows me in, shutting the door. I stand facing the water with my eyes closed, letting it splash all over my body; it feels so relaxing. I hear Daddy open my shampoo and squirt some onto his hand. He lathers it up on my head, scrubbing my scalp with his fingertips. I keep my eyes closed and enjoy the head massage. My daddy’s hands are strong, and I feel even more relaxed.
“Rinse your hair, bud,” daddy says.
I lower my head into the water and let the soap wash away. I open my eyes and feel like I'm behind a waterfall. It's all foamy at first, but then it's clear. I lift my head and feel Daddy's hand through a washcloth. He gently scrubs my neck and behind my ears. I scrunch up my shoulders from being so ticklish. His big, tough, muscular hands are so gentle and smooth on my back as he makes small circles from my shoulders to right above my butt and then back up. He lifts my right arm and scrubs my armpit. It tickles so much, but I fight back from laughing; I'm not ready for another round of tickle fighting with Daddy. My left arm is next. I bite my lower lip trying not to giggle. He washes my side next, over my exposed ribs. I feel my peepee jump and start to get hard. Daddy says that happens when you feel really loved. It happens almost every time I take a shower with him.
After my sides, he starts to wash my butt. He gently circles each cheek, spiraling towards my crack. He pulls away the washcloth and runs his bare finger from the top down until he grazes my hole. I let out a little squeak. My wiener is fully hard now, knowing Daddy is going to make it feel good soon. His finger is soapy; I can feel it circling back there.
"Boys need to be clean in and out," he says as he kneels behind me.
His finger presses against it. I don’t clench and squeeze like I used to; I just let him in.
“Good boy,” daddy praises.
“Oh, oh, oh,” I squeak.
His finger slides in and out, making sure I'm clean back there for when Daddy wants to put his cock inside. Daddy doesn’t want poopoo on his cock. The first time he did it, it hurt, but now it feels good when Daddy cleans me back there. My wiener is bouncing on its own like it’s trying to hit my flat little tummy. I reach down, wrap my fist around it, and start to move my hand back and forth over my weewee.
“Ohhh,” I moan.
“Do you like that Wyatt?” Daddy asks.
“Yes, daddy,” I moan back.
I must have been pretty dirty today because Daddy takes a long time to clean me out. His finger keeps going in and out, scrubbing my hole and getting all the nasty stuff out.
He pulls his finger out and says, “All clean back there.”
He stands up and spins me around by my shoulders. His cock is right in my face. It’s so big and it isn’t even hard yet. Daddy says one day my wiener will become a cock and be as big as his. I hope so, I want to be a man so bad.
He starts washing my chest. He circles my little pink, barely-there, nipples. He scrubs my flat tummy with circles that grow smaller and smaller until he tickles the inside of my belly button. My hands hang loosely at my side as Daddy washes me. He kneels again and my stiff little peepee jumps with excitement. I know Daddy is going to make it feel amazing; he always does. The washcloth goes down from my belly, over the little ridge of my belly, across the bare area right above my wiener, and pushes it down, letting it spring back up and slap against my belly.
"Spread your legs, baby boy," he says sweetly.
I let my legs slide apart. He runs the washcloth between my legs and balls on each side and then rubs up and down my stiffy. I watch, looking down my body, and I can see Daddy's cock is getting bigger. I'm happy because I know it's because he loves me so much. He rubs the washcloth down the front of my legs and then up the back, making sure to get behind my knees.
“You’re all clean Wyatt, but…” he says with a pause. “What’s this.”
He grabs my wiener with two fingers and his thumb and strokes it a few times. I let out little whimpers of pleasure. His touch feels like electricity. He continues to slowly stroke me, driving me wild. I push my hips forward into his hand. I want more.
"Please Daddy, make it feel good," I beg.
"Are you going to make Daddy feel good later?" he asks teasingly.
"Yes Daddy, I promise," I moan as he continues to slowly stroke my hard weewee.
He kisses the head of my wiener. I gasp. His tongue runs down the short length to my balls. He sucks my whole sac into his mouth. My eyes roll back in my head. He lets them pop out of his mouth and looks up at me. I look down at him. His cock is sticking straight out now, at least a foot long. Our eyes lock onto each other. I can feel how much he loves me. My wiener is as hard as ever, ready for Daddy to swallow. Daddy runs his tongue from the base, slowly up the shaft. He flicks at the spot right below my mushroom head. I want to watch, but that spot is so sensitive that my eyes are forced to close, and my head throws itself way back.
"Please Daddy," I beg.
I feel his lips wrap around and slowly slide down until my peepee is completely in his mouth. His tongue flicks back and forth, forcing moans from my lips. His hands grab my butt and pull me into him. He slides back and then pulls me into him fast. My wiener is like a pile driver slamming into my daddy’s mouth. His hands hold me in tight, refusing to let me escape. I open my eyes, look down, and watch my wiener appear and then disappear into my daddy’s mouth. Soon, he’s going so fast that I barely even get to see my small weewee before it’s swallowed once more. His mouth is wet and warm, and it makes my wiener all tingly. Daddy says when the tingly feelings get strong, it’s because the love is boiling over and then you have an orgasm. He says when you become a man, cum shoots out of your cock, but boys don’t have cum yet. I’m only 5, so I’m not a man yet.
Daddy grabs his cock and pulls on it while he bobs up and down on my wiener. I’m moaning loudly from all the tingles. I think my love is about to boil over. I can barely breathe. I want to keep watching my daddy show me how much he loves me, but the tingles are too much. My eyes clamp shut as my eyes roll back inside my head. My toes curl and my legs stiffen. My fists clench. Daddy holds me tightly, stopping me from falling. My wiener jumps inside his mouth as my hips thrust forward and my back arches.
“Good boy Wyatt,” Daddy praises. “That’s it, cum for daddy.”
I don’t actually cum, but daddy calls it that anyways. He’s silly like that sometimes. He slides back and lets my soft little sausage fall from his mouth.
"Thank you, Daddy," I say.
"Anything for my baby boy," Daddy says.
He stands and washes his body. He lets me stand in the water until he needs to rinse. His cock stays hard. I keep looking at it. It’s huge, filled with all of daddy’s love. He’s going to fill me with his love soon, I know it.
After he's done rinsing off, he turns off the water. We step out of the shower and grab out towels to wrap around our waists. Daddy grabs me and throws me over his shoulder. My head is hanging down towards his butt, with my belly on his shoulder. He's holding me by my knees and walking towards the bed. He throws me down, and I bounce. My towel flings open, and Daddy pounces on me before I have a chance to cover up. His massive body pins me to the bed. His fingers dive into my ribs, tickling them, and sending me into a fit of laughter. I wiggle, twist, and kick harmlessly against Daddy as he tickles my ribs, belly, and chest while he starts to nibble and kiss my neck. My wiener is getting hard again. I love my daddy so much, and he loves me too because his cock is still big and stiff. He brings up his body, and he starts to rub against my little weewee. It’s amazing to feel our love rubbing together. His cock is so much bigger than my wiener. I can feel the love spilling out of Daddy's cock; it makes my wiener all slippery. I’m still laughing like crazy from his tickle assault. His fingers dig into my ribs while his body pins me down; there’s no escape.
Daddy stops tickling, leans up, and grabs the bottle of slippery stuff from his nightstand. I look at his big dick. I know he's going to put it in my butt, or boy pussy as Daddy likes to call it. I tried to tell him that my butt isn't a kitty cat, but he still calls it a pussy. Daddy is always calling things stuff that they aren’t. I guess it’s okay since he’s my daddy, and he probably knows better than me. Daddy squirts the slippery stuff all over his cock. I lift my legs and pull them to my chest so Daddy can get my hole all slippery. He squirts some of the stuff on my butt and pushes it in with two fingers. They go in with no resistance.
“Wyatt, I love you so much,” Daddy says as he pulls back so his cock slides into my crack.
I feel the soft squishy mushroom head of daddy’s enormous cock brush up against my butt hole.
“Daddy’s going to fuck your boy pussy now,” he says.
"I love you, Daddy," I respond as he pushes his hips forward into me.
There's a moment of my hole staying closed, and then I feel it stretch and swallow Daddy's cock. It hurts for a moment, but not bad. I don't mind the pain because Daddy loves me so much, and it feels good when Daddy gets it all the way in. Daddy takes his time pressing his cock into me. He’s watching himself, looking down at his dick stretching my hole, and I'm watching him. He gets more in and pulls out before pushing in again. Then he does it again, each time going deeper. My wiener is bouncing against my bare crotch with desire, but I can't grab it because my hands are holding my legs open so Daddy can fuck me. Daddy must be a mind reader because he reaches down and starts to jerk on it. I wiggle my butt and thrust my hips, driving Daddy's cock deeper into me. I feel so full and stretched; Daddy must be close to having his entire dick in my butt. I still can’t believe that it fits; it’s so big, and I’m so small.
"Okay baby boy, I'm going to fuck you now," Daddy says, "are you ready?"
"Yes Daddy," I respond through a moan.
He pulls his hips back, making his cock come out of my butt, and then pushes it back in. My cock bounces as it enters me. He pulls back again and looks me in the eye before slamming back in. His speed starts to slowly increase. He leans down and presses his lips against mine. I open my mouth and let his tongue in. I press my tongue towards his mouth. His spit mixes with mine. He's still going in and out of my butt. I can feel his cock hitting something inside of me that fills me with love for my daddy. It's driving my little wiener mad with love. I think my love is going to spill out without even having to touch it. Daddy's mouth tastes so good, like a barbeque pit in the middle of summer. I close my eyes and enjoy being so close to my daddy. I'm so lucky to have a daddy who loves me so much that he fills me with it. Daddy says not all boys and daddy get to have love like this and that I can't tell my friends because they might be jealous. My wiener feels like it’s going to burst with love. It starts bouncing like crazy, and I’m filled with ooey, gooey feeling of love for my daddy.
Daddy pulls his lips from mine, and we both open our eyes. I look at him, and he looks back. He's breathing heavily. He does that when he's getting close to cumming. I get ready to feel his love fill my tummy. It's a warm, wet, gooey feeling when his cock spits the cum out.
"I want to feel your love inside of me Daddy," I moan.
Daddy does three more quick thrusts and then holds his cock deep inside of me. His eyes close, his mouth hangs open, and his head goes backward. I feel his dick get bigger and then fill me with his cum. Each throb of his cock sends shivers through my body as daddy grunts. He lays his body down against mine, squishing me. He kisses my forehead. I can feel his cock getting smaller inside of me. It slowly pulls out until it slips from my hole. Daddy rolls over and pulls me on top of him. He wraps his arms around my back and hugs me tightly.
“I love you more than the moon and the stars, Wyatt,” he whispers.
"I love you more than the sun and the sky, Daddy," I whisper back.
We fall asleep like that, full of each other’s love.