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The Problem with Ubbi Dubbi
by Larkin

In this chapter, one of the characters starts speaking in Ubbi Dubbi.

Ubbi Dubbi is a structured language popular with kids and sometimes spoken by cartoon characters.

Googling Ubbi Dubbi will lead you to a cut and paste translator. Just copy and paste and a perfect translation will pop up.


Part 2


The two ordered Chinese and ate out of the containers. He remember that his mother slapped him if he touched anything that she was going to eat as if he was covered in germs or that he was filthy and disgusting. He couldn't believe that he and Reinard were eating out of the same containers and it was ok.


Not that I care, but how is the bitch?”


Michael knew that he meant his mother. “I don't know. I do know that she hates my guts but I don't know why?”


Mikey, she is a bitch, a harpy and a cunt all rolled into one.”


The boy said, “What's a harpy?”


You know I fucked that cunt just once and realized that it was a stupid mistake and I have been paying for it ever since. ”


He looked at the bewildered boy. “So I guess you could say, I own you.”


Being quiet for a moment, he turned to Michael and said, “I am sorry. You probably got you ass kicked enough as it is.”


Michael said, “She told me bad things about you.”


Oh I'm sure she did but the bitch should look in a fuckin mirror...




Later that evening he called out to Michael. “Mikey, take off your clothes please.”


Reinard started running the boy a bath. “Come on, there's usually only a little hot water.”


Michael was not likely to disobey but he was still a little apprehensive.


Hurry up!”


The boy stood naked in front of the man. Reinard effortlessly lifted him up and put him down in the bath. The man gave the boy the soap and suggested that he start using it before the hot water runs out. The shower head was a long rubber hose that Reinard held aloft so that the boy could wash himself.


What a half-assed job, give me the fuckin soap!”


Reinard soaped the boy up until he was a soapy and slippery little fish in the tub. He pushed the boy's foreskin back and soaped it up.


When you're havin a bath or shower, you should always wash you dick.” These were important things that no one had taken the time or thought to tell him.


Twice in the same day he was being handled by people he didn't really know. It is not that he didn't like the sudden physical attention but it was so overwhelming. Holding it up high, Reinard let the water rain down from the shower rinsing the naked boy until he was clean. The man dried him off with a towel and let Michael wear it while he sorted through his clothes.

I have to work tomorrow so in the morning, take your clothes down the block to the launderette and wash them. When you come back change out of your dirty clothes that you didn't wash because you were wearing them and take my bag and wash the lot. I will give you money. Ask the lady, she'll help you figure it out.”


He sat in the chair and called the naked boy over to him. Reaching into his pocket he pull out a new red tooth brush.


Come here, open your mouth.”


Placing a little toothpaste on the brush he put it into the boy's mouth and began to brush his teeth. He held the boy's head in place with his spare arm and brushed the boy's teeth. Michael looked in to the man's face.


Wider! I'm going to do this once but from now on you will do it yourself every morning!”


Reinard brushed the top teeth, the bottom and brushed both front and back. Michael drank from a glass and then spit into the draining tub.


He pulled the boy into his lap to spend time and to talk. “Mikey, I will look out for you. The bitch threw you away but maybe it was a good thing that you ended up here. It could have been worse.”


He brushed the hair out of Michael's eyes. “But try not to fuck-up or make my life miserable. Anyone does anything bad to you, you come and tell me.”


At that moment he thought about Tommy but said nothing. Reinard pulled out a raw-hide cord from his pocket and handed it to Michael. On it were two keys, one silver and one brass.


The brass one opens the downstairs door and the silver one is for here.. Don't fuckin lose them! And buzzer number 4 is Mrs Luna if you need help. I told her you were here.”


Reinard unrolled a foam and placed it in the corner, covered it with a blanket and then gave one to Michael.


It 'll have to do.”


He lay Michael in his new bed and putting his arm around him, he said. “When I saw you in the station you looked so worried. Little boys aren't supposed to be worried. I'm the type of person that when I see something like that, I think that it could be me. Mikey, It's going to be alright...”



In the early morning he woke just long enough to see Reinard going off to work but he went back to a dreaming sleep. He was nudged awake.. It was still morning and a strange person was up close and looking into his face. Tommy had let himself into the apartment. The older boy stole half the blanket and snuggled up against Michael.


Holding the boy tight, Tommy said,”Mubichubael yubou ubare subo cubute. Ubi lubove yubou uband wubant tubo plubay wubith yubou uball thube tubime.


Michael sat up. “What kind of talk is that?”


Tommy rattled it off like it was his mother tongue. It's ubbi dubbi,, you know, like this. Ubit's ububbubi dububbubi.”


The younger boyl was both fascinated and confused.


Tommy giggled, “Yubou ubare mubade ubout ubof buboogubies bubut Ubi lubove yubou ubanubywubay.


Michael furrowed his brow. “What does that mean?”


Tommy couldn't stop laughing. “It means, You are made out of boogies but I love you anyway”


They both were laughing and giggling.


Tommy said, “Ubi wubant tubo tubeach yubou hubow tubo subuck muby dubick.”


What does that mean?”


I'm not telling..”


He followed it up with,”Yubou wubill lubet mube stubick muby dubick ubup yubour bubutt uband whuben Ubi dubo yubou wubill tubell mube thubat yubou lubove mube.”


Michael plead, “Oh come on, tell me.”


You know what this means? Ubi lubove yubou?...


He squeezed Michael, "It means, I love you..


Tommy slid his hand under the blanket pushed Michael's underpants down and encircled his penis and scrotum. This time Michael got hard immediately.


Tommy tried to kiss him. “Come on little boy, open your mouth so's I can kiss you right.”


When he did, the older boy stuck his wiggling tongue in and out of Michael's mouth. “Yummy!”


Already naked, Michael sat and watched Tommy pull his tee-shirt off over his head and then tugged off his pants. The older boy's body was slender, smooth and featureless. Michael noticed that he had small tufts of hair under his arms. Tommy smiled broadly at Michael and then pulled down his underpants. A large hard cock and big set of balls popped out. Tommy immediately began to stroke it. Both naked, they went back to kissing. Michael felt his butt hole being probed with a long finger going in an out.


He had never felt wanted before and now he was being held, hugged and kissed. Tommy worked on the boy's boner. He wanted to be the one to make Michael cum for the first time. They had the whole day before them and he was determined to do it. However in the end, Tommy could hold off no longer. He had Michael handle his cock while he came, He squirted it on his belly, chest and even as high as his goofy face and stuck out tongue. To Michael the white jelly was a mystery. He watched Tommy gather it all up and drop it into his mouth. As curious as that was, he was drawn to the older boy and found Tommy's company irresistible. They stopped and prepared a breakfast of candy and Coke...


Tommy helped Michael with the laundry and took him on a tour around the neighborhood and introduced the boy to his many friends. Everyone seemed to love Tommy and he would put on a show speaking in Ubbi Dubbi. Michael wasn't the only one who had no idea what he was saying.


By early evening, Reinard came home with a pizza. Michael and Reinard sat next to each other on his messy bed.


When Tommy came over he was speaking a weird language. I couldn't understand what he was saying.”


Reinard said, “Yes I know.”


He stared at the wall as if it was a distant horizon. “Yes, I have heard it. It's like a strange disease, it comes and goes...”



Con't


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