Date: Mon, 21 Sep 2020 18:34:13 -0400 (EDT)
From: ShortStories@PlayTime69.e4ward.com
Subject: Trevor's Dad

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                                Trevor's Dad
                               by: Playtime69


	I had just turned 8 years old when my mom and I got a new next door
neighbor, Mark Shaw. Mark was a nice young man about 24 years old. He
worked from home so he was there most of the time. Mark's girlfriend lived
on the other side of town and had one child which was Mark's son,
Trevor. Trevor was my age so when Mark had his weekend visitation time with
Trevor I would go and play with him and his dad. I did not have a dad and
since Trevor did not have any friends in the area it worked out
great. Trevor and I got to be really good friends in the year or so his
father lived next to us.

	I remember the time my mother had to go to work unexpectedly and
there was no one to watch me. It was during the week and late in the
afternoon. With nowhere to turn and since my mom and I were friends with
Mark she decided to beg him for help. Mom found Mark's phone number and
gave him a call to see if he was at home and could help her out.

	"Hello." Mark said as he answered his phone.

	"This is Ashley...Next door...Steve's mother." She kept adding
information until Mark figured out who had called.

	"Oh, yes, Ashley. What can I do for you?" I could hear him tell
Mom.

	"I really hate to bother you, but I have an emergency." She began
saying then after taking a breath she finished with, "I was called into
work unexpectedly and just cannot find anyone to watch Steve. I was
wondering if you could possibly help me out and let him stay with you. I
will not be home till late tonight. Steve is really good and will do what
you ask. He has homework to do too."

	I could hear Mark saying, "Hey, no problem. I just finished up my
work and was just going to do some painting in one of the bedrooms. Just
bring him over when you want and I will take care of him till you get
home."

	Mom got dressed and had me grab some stuff and off we went. She
took me next door and left me with Mark before heading off to work. She
told Mark it would be late tonight before she got home but would call when
she was home and would come get me. Mark told her not to worry. I entered
the house and he closed the door. He showed me where to put my stuff and
where I could do my homework. I did homework while he fixed us some
dinner. We ate and got things cleaned up.

	"How would you like to help me paint the extra bedroom?" Mark
asked.

	"That sounds like fun." I answered.

	We entered the room and he got all the paint and brushed ready to
go. Mark looked me over then looked at himself. Noticing I was dressed in
school clothes and he was dressed in his business clothes he figured he had
better make some changes.

	"Steve, I think we better do something about how we are
dressed. Your mother would kill me if you messed up your clothes." He
stated.

	"Probably. I get in trouble when I get my clothes too dirty." I
agreed.

	"I think if we take our shirts and pants off we will be safe."

	Not thinking anything about it, I pulled my shirt off and then
dropped my pants. I folded my clothes up and put them on a chair in the
dining room. Mark had gone into his bedroom to put his clothes away. When
Mark returned he found me standing in front of the room to be painted
wearing just my cartoon underwear. Mark took his time looking my half naked
body over. I too looked at Mark standing there in his white underwear. I
was not sure why but I found his good looks and physically fit body nice to
look at. His long blonde hair past his shoulders and his blue eyes were
pleasant to look at. I had never had any interest in sex with either sex or
any age but for some reason Mark was different.

	We smiled at each other and entered the room. Mark gave me a paint
brush and showed me where to paint. We began to paint. The longer we
painted to messier we got. By the time we were finished we were pretty much
painted ourselves. I did have a lot more paint on myself than Mark had on
him but he did have some on his body too.

	"Looks like we did a good job with the room." He said as he looked
over our work. Then he added when he looked at me, "Looks like we did a
good job with you too."

	I looked down and seeing all the paint on my body I giggled. He
chuckled at my girlish giggle and suggested we get a bath. He headed to the
bathroom where he ran a tub of warm bubbly water. I entered the bathroom
dropping my underwear before stepping into the tub. I sat down enjoying the
warm water. The next thing I knew Mark entered the room naked. Before I
could say anything he stepped into the tub behind me.

	Again I had that funny feeling. It was the same feeling I had when
I first saw Mark in his white underwear. This feeling was stronger
especially when I examined his semi erect penis sticking out of a nest of
light brown hair. Mark's chest was completely hairless and his legs were
also lacking of hair. I was not exactly sure what was going on but I could
feel my penis starting to grow. I knew the feeling as it had grown hard
from time to time but mainly only in the mornings when I would wake up.

	"Let's get you cleaned up." I could hear Mark say through my
clouded hearing.

	He began by soaping up my back which really felt nice. He then
reached around me to wash my arms. He instructed me to spin around so he
could do my front. I turned around facing Mark when our eyes met. There was
something in his eyes that was very interesting. I would not think of it
until years later that it was a look of sexual interest.

	Mark proceeded to wash my face, neck, hair and chest. He then moved
down to my feet and up my legs. My heart raced as his fingers glanced over
my now growing hard cock. He surprised me then by asking for me to wash his
back. He turned around so I could get to his back. I did his back then he
moved once again so I could wash his chest. He did his own face but then
requested I wash his feet and legs. My heart raced once again as my
breathing also increased. I could see his breathing and heart was also
racing as I began to get close to his man meat. I misjudged where his penis
was while washing his legs and bumped into his cock. It was like a steel
rod poking out of his body.

	"I'm sorry." I said as I smacked his hard member by accident.

	Chuckling he said, "Not a problem. It actually felt rather nice."
After a brief pause he continued with, "Steve, stand up so I can finish you
off."

	Not knowing exactly what he was meaning I stood up with my butt at
his face level. He washed my butt and butt crack. Then he soaped up his
finger and worked it just inside my butt hole. I guess he just wanted to
make sure I was completely clean. He had me turn around. My now very stiff
3" cock was aimed right at his mouth. He reached out with his soaped up
fingers and began to stroke my cock and balls as he washed my
genitals. Wow, did it feel good.

	I did not think much about it at first. I figured he was just
making sure I was really clean. The stroking continued with one hand while
the other hand played with my marble sized balls that had not fully dropped
into their bag yet. My breathing increased as my eyes closed. The stroking
not only did not stop but increased. He increased the speed as my breathing
increased. He continued for at least five minutes when my body began to
shake. Not knowing what was going on I just let Mark continue. It felt
better than anything I had experienced before. I had no intention of asking
him to stop either. All of a sudden my body went stiff and I about fell
over from the pressure release. Mark helped me sit down on his leg before I
fell. I opened my eye to see what was happening and I saw Mark's face
coming to me. Mark gently kissed me on my lips then asked how I liked my
first orgasm. I told him it was the best feeling I had ever had.

	"I am glad you liked it. I did not plan on it happening but your
little cock was just so cute and you were enjoying it so much I could not
stop. Let's rinse off and get dried before we turn into a couple of
prunes." He suggested.

	Mark helped me out of the tub and dried me off. He then picked me
up and carried me to his bed like I was his new bride. He laid me down and
pulled my legs apart. My cock still semi erect seemed to just float between
my legs. Mark crawled between my legs taking my cock into his mouth. He
began to suck it while sliding his mouth up and down the shaft. It did not
take long before I was hard once again. He sucked and stroked me harder and
faster until I began to have that wonderful feeling for the second time
that night. Finally after several minutes I began to shake and moan as the
orgasm took over my body like I was being possessed. This did not seem to
stop Mark as he continued to suck my small cock. I had not come back from
my second orgasm when the third one happened sending me into total orgasmic
heaven.

	I do not know if Mark was trying to get cum from my young body or
if he was just trying to make me feel really good. I did not shoot any cum
that night and would be several more years of having dry orgasms before I
would finally shoot my first load. I did enjoy all the orgasms even though
they were without cum.

	After my third orgasm, Mark laid beside me playing with my dick
with his gentle fingers. He asked me if I would play with his cock which I
happily agreed to. I wrapped my tiny fingers around his massive 7" thick
cock and began to stroke it like he showed me. My fingers barely going half
way around. I would end up using both hands to jack him off. I did my best
and with some help from Mark I was able to make him shoot his load. His cum
splattered all over his shaft and balls as it was propelled up into the air
and fell back to his privates underneath.

	Mark, loving what I had done, wanted more. He begged me to lick his
shaft and suck the head of his penis. He knew I would not be able to give
him a full fledged blow job but he was hoping for some licking and sucking
of his head until he could come a second time. I began by licking his dick
head like a popsicle and liking the taste of his cum I kept going until I
was able to get his full cock head into my mouth. I sucked as best I could
while stroking and licking his shaft. I guess I was doing it right because
it was not long before I was given the prize of a load of cum in my mouth
and on my face.

	We cleaned up and had a snack before we snuggled together until I
was almost asleep. Not knowing when my mother was going to come home, Mark
made me get up and get dressed in my pajamas so I would be ready to go with
my mother when the time came.

	I asked Mark if he played with his son like he did me and he
quickly told me "No." He also told me not to say anything to Trevor or my
mother. I never did tell anyone about the fun we had that night. We spent
many fun nights and some days playing with each other. Mark was also
present when I shot my first load of cum which we celebrated by both of us
licking it up together.

	Over the following several years I learned a lot about Mark. I
found that he preferred gay sex over straight sex. He had been known to be
with a woman occasionally but was not his normal. He also had never been
attracted to young boys until I came along so what happened with me was a
complete surprise to him as well as to me. I asked him one time if he ever
regretted what he had done with me, and to that he answered a definite
"NO!"

                                 The End