Date: Wed, 7 May 2008 00:45:02 -0700 (PDT) From: buttupboi2 Subject: Making Up For Lost Time: part 3 'Daddy's Rules' Making Up For Lost Time: part 3 'Daddy's Rules' Warning/disclaimer This story is a work of fiction and contains descriptions of explicit anatomy and potential sexual acts of boy's discovering his own body and discovering his sexuality. It contains fantasy graphic scenes of sex between an under age boy and adult males... The Author does not condone or advocate pedophilia. This story contains no truth, no partial truth, and no half truths, only fantasy... If this type of content offends you or you are under the age of 18 do not read it. If such content is illegal where you live, or you are under 18 years of age, please leave now and read no further. This story is property of the author only. Please do not copy or reprint without permission from the author. Part 3: Daddy's Rules I woke up in the middle of the night to my daddy climbing into bed. It was his musky smell that woke me. He lifted the covers while I pretended to stay asleep. I had been asleep in the middle of the bed, and he was sliding me over, by hugging me from behind, pushing. I was still wearing his t-shirt laced with daddy smells & his big pee stained & skid marked underwear. The underwear didn't stay on as intended; they just balled up below my penis and butt. He left them 'half on' for fear of waking me. As he climbed in behind me, I felt his big penis pushing against my bottom. It came to rest in my buttcrack. I instantly got all boi roq hard - knowing that he was going to spoon me the whole night, and I liked it! As I had never slept in the same bed with anyone, I woke up several times throughout the night, one of those times, my daddy's penis was as hard as a rock, and nestled between my buttcheeks. I moved back towards it in a very random sleepy way and sighed wetting my lips. I tried to feel it on my butthole, trying not to wake him. It felt odd butt I craved it - kind of like an itch I could never scratch. I drifted back to sleep... The next morning, I woke up to my Daddy giving my bottom a 'wake up' spank! "Wake up my boi! We have a big day ahead of us!" I looked behind me and he was standing there with the jar of Vaseline & the thermometer. "O.K. kiddo! Since we don't know yet, what is normal for my boi, I need to take your temperature again. I think I will start a chart so we can see when anything changes up or down. We don't want you getting sick! Do we?!?!" "Daddy!?! Do you have to take my temperature again?!? ...I Feel Fine!!" "Son! Little Bois Need to Do as their Daddy's Say! Now GET over my knee... NOW Boi !!!" Spank, Spank... I scrambled to crawl over quickly, and lay across his lap as he sat on the edge of the bed. I draped myself over his knees, trying not to lose my balance. My hands reaching for the floor, but resting around his ankles. Little did I know, this was going to be a familiar daily event with my daddy (so embarrassing !)... I lay there with my head down and my bare bottom up in the air, as daddy dabbed his middle finger into the Vaseline. I couldn't see it, but I could hear every sound as he slid his finger deep into my butthole as far as it would go. I tried not to tighten around his finger even though it was still a new sensation, being impaled by his big fat finger. He moved his finger around inside, saying "Boi you have poop in you again!". I started getting my boi hardness again and grunted... He took his finger out, and slid in the cold rectal thermometer. I flinched. "Relax my boi! Let it in to do it's work. This will only take a few minutes". He patted and spread my butt cheeks and slid the thermometer in, moving it around - in and almost all the way out a few times, then he let it settle way far up inside. As I relaxed I become lost in the sensations deep inside of me and thinking about what all had happened last night and since I came to live with my dad. It was confusing, embarrassing, but also settling. I belonged here. I belonged to my daddy. My daddy settled into holding the thermometer in place with his big rough hand folding around my butt cheeks, while lighting his cigar with his other hand. "Son, we are going to need to set up some rules around here. I know that you have lived, until now, without much of a parent around to take care of you; to guide you, give you the attention you need and deserve, and to discipline you. Your mother was busy, and let you run wild without supervision. Well, I am here now to put my foot down, and teach you to grow up right!" He punctuated his point with a spank to my bottom. "Now some of this might seem like repetition, or that you are going back in time, but there is nothing wrong with going back if it means that my boi has the opportunity to grow up right. ...I intend to do right by you, raise you up the a boi ought to be reared, change bad behavior while rewarding good behavior. I want you to know that I love you very much, but that also means that I will not hesitate to spank you as needed - whenever or wherever I see fit!". "So rule # 1, Son... When I patt my knee, you are to come over to me right then - stop whatever you are doing, and come to me and undo your pants. I will slide you're your pants and underwear down and you will climb over my knee. No Questions asked ! ...No Whining ! ...No Protesting!" ...Patting my bare bottom, he said "You need to learn & trust that Daddy knows what is right and best for his lil boi! Do you understand me, Son?!?!?" I just lay there in humiliation and embarrassment, looking at the floor, and bobbing my head back n forth. Dad patted my butt and puffed on his cigar ...As I thought about it, I started realizing what he meant in his words. I asked "You will pull down my pants Anytime, Anywhere, Daddy?. No matter where we are? What if someone sees me like that? What if your friends are over? What if my friends are over? You are just going to spank me in front of them? What about out in public?" I started quivering with the thought... With a sharp spank. "Son, don't you worry. You think everyone hasn't seen a boi's bare bottom before? It's only natural! It is what you were born with. I have seen it many times when you were still in diapers. Who do you think changed those diapers when your mother was out? Besides, I think a little embarrassment will teach you to be humble and obedient for your daddy. It might seem like a hard lesson, Son, but it is a good 1st step in a boi's training." He thought on, puffing and patting... ..."Rule # 2, Son, I will decide what you are to wear, inside or outside the house! You will have no say in the matter. I am sure there may be times when you won't be wearing anything in the house at all, boi! It is All My Choosing! ...I am in charge, and I know what is best at all times, for my boi! You will come to learn this well." ...I knew not to challenge this for fear of another hard spank, and I heard that 'Ultimatum sound' in his voice. "We will make other rules as we get to them, son. We will get along just fine" Puff, Puff, Patt, Patt... Next thing I knew, the thermometer was out, and another light swat to my bottom brought me back to my body. My daddy wiped my buttcrack and my butthole clean of Vaseline, using his finger around the tissue to get up inside; then another light spank, "Up you go, my boi!" I squirmed to get off his lap. My dad rummaged through my clothes to find underwear, pants & a shirt that he thought I should wear while I stood there with his baggie underpants around my ankles. "We need to go shopping today. Son, and get you some new clothes suitable for a young boi! These will have to do for now, but I think we'll need to start over". With that I put on the chosen clothes and we got into his truck. To be continued... let me know what you think!