Date: Thu, 8 Aug 2019 16:42:00 +0200
From: wise owl <wiseoldowl@gmx.com>
Subject: The Life and Times of Natural Noodle (part four)

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The Life and Times of Natural Noodle





Part Four:




I certainly never forgot the first bath at the Clarity house story daddy
told me when I was so young.

I knew there was more to that day, the day Bossy Big Sister Rosie met him
and walked him...I knew she being the type of person she was had more in
store for my daddy. And my mind was so young I did not know exactly what,
but I knew it involved my daddy and his noodle and being naked! I just knew
it.  I heard many other tales of my daddy's early life in the few years in
between hearing this story and its beginning and hearing what Rosie had in
store for my daddy.

I shall just jump ahead now and I will return to these younger days of mine
later but for now...skip ahead about four years. I was now slightly older
and more sexually aware and my curiosity was as high as ever in all things
"natural noodle" oriented. I now had more pieces to the puzzle we call
human sexuality. And daddy knew it.

Mum was out one night and I had finished homework and was bored. Daddy sat,
delicious socked feet propped on the footstool and watching some inane TV
quiz show with an after dinner drink in one hand. Daddy's work was getting
more involved and younger men were now coming along in the office...daddy
had to really fight to stay on top. He drank a bit more...all the dads did
in the early 70's. He was still gorgeous and fit but his usual one to two
drinks had become three or four.

I used this time, drink four over-relaxed state, to have chats with daddy.
Up in my room or in his chair if mum was off elsewhere...our time never
ended. We still communed and I still wanted to hear about his life in those
golden olden days!

Daddy was always ready to switch off the TV and sip that last drink of the
night and talk to me.

The booze made him less careful, more open-if that was even possible and
ready to spill the beans on all things past, present and future. Was I
taking advantage of him? Yes, I was. I was always wilful and precocious but
now in these middle years of being more aware, this "expanding phase" of my
growing years...I was really on form! Daddy was mine and digging into all
things "natural noodle" was thrilling.

Now as all male readers may garner, the stories had a more arousing effect
on me in these middle years...I actually felt a need to sit a certain way
as to conceal my now very visible excitement. Daddy knew, he saw...no
doubt...I could barely contain that need to actually feel the wonder that I
had "down there" and daddy's words, well, they had impact....big impact! I
had that same lightheaded feeling, the heart still raced and now...a
throbbing pulsing stiffness. Could my knees get any weaker as I drank in
all daddy said? Lucky for me, we sat and I could be safe from surely
tumbling over and fainting dead away.  That night I was up in my room, shut
my maths book. Done!

I moved on my socked feet. I gave up slippers by then and found daddy and
looked at him.  Tonight I wanted to know the rest of that first bath at the
Clarity tale. I knew the more delicate parts of daddy's sexual awakening
were being held back until now...and I had to get the full stories. Not the
ones for little ears...the ones for sexually aware ears. My ears were
ready.

"Daddy, I want to ask you something." I said placing myself cross-legged by
his footstool my hands playfully rubbing those beloved dark socked feet.
The smell of stress and work filled my nose...my eager cock jumped. All
parts of me were receiving signals.

"Oh, Tony. I know that tone, you need money." Daddy joked. His moustache
still looking good as he smiled and soon a beard would be tried to add to
the look of the day...it was the early 70's!

"No, not money. Information. I need to know things." I added looking at
him, eyes to eyes.

"Oh, sex stuff. I know that look in your eyes, my boy!" He laughed.

I rubbed his heel, slowly and with purpose. Relax, I rubbed into him...
relax and talk.  Daddy did.

"I am bigger now and I want to know what Rosie and you got up to that night
after the first bubble bath at the Clarity's house. I know Auntie Rosie
said stuff about boys and tingles. What did you two do?" I said now working
his socked arch with long strokes. The sweaty thin material felt glorious
to me.  Daddy took a big swig of his whiskey. He rested the glass on the
coaster on the nearby table. I knew the fourth drink was making his
judgement less than perfect. BINGO!

"Well, there are many things I never did tell you. You were too young. You
are older now and savvier. You are also watching too much late night
TV. You know a great deal. So I will tell you want you want to know. Mum's
out. You seem keen." Daddy said lying back in his comfy chair, his blue
eyes glazed and already moving back in time.

My growing fingers rubbed his tired socked feet; I listened as I drank in
his manly smells and my own emerging manhood bobbed and throbbed inside my
blue jeans. I was listening and seeing, the voyeur was truly watching my
young daddy and his sister at work...searching for those mysterious
buttons.  Daddy spoke slowly.

"That day was wonderful for me and I knew by the way Bossy Rosie was
tickling at me with her sharp fingernails and her dark eyes flashing with
intent...I knew she was up to something and my young mind was filled boyish
delights. Rosie was all powerful to me, Tony. I would do anything to please
her. My sister, my replacement mother and my buddy...Rosie was all.

We tickled and ran and screeched like loons as we raced back to our home.
My own father would be late and we had a little time before we ate. He'd be
home and expect us ready to eat and then do our homework and then be in
bed. We had a rigid life when he came home.  Tony, I really had no idea why
but I felt all giddy and silly and daring. I'd been naked all afternoon
with Clarity's and just felt I could do even more. The Natural Noodle was
not done for that day. He wanted more. All nearly four feet of my scraggly
self was feeling as tall as a telegraph pole! My small feet raced along
behind Rosie, she was literally dragging me home by one arm. I nearly
dropped my books.  We arrived."

The now slightly older me pushes daddy further, I rub those blessed feet of
this man I love.  "You knew at that moment you'd be naked with her, for
her? You knew it daddy as you got pulled into the house?" I say rubbing and
rubbing his big feet and trying to conceal my very stiff member below the
footstool side as I crouch there.  Daddy sips his drink again, it's nearly
gone...do I top it up I ask myself. No, he's already had enough; he's
sailing back in time on waves of whiskey. I wait and he resumes the story.

"Oh, I knew Tony. I was still young and Rosie still very undeveloped and
naive but I knew I was getting naked for her. I wanted to. I needed to. The
big old door slammed shut and she looked at me wildly. Her big black hair
all messy and windswept.  "Come on, your bedroom, quick." She said grabbing
my arm again and pulling me headlong up the staircase.  My feel nearly
tripped on the old wooden steps as we made our way up and into my little
bedroom. No bigger than a box room and filled with a small desk for school
work, my single bed and my dresser. That's it. Small with one window facing
out back. Rosie pushed me onto my bed and old springs made me bounce as it
squeaked and squawked from my young bodily weight. Rosie still in her
school uniform looked matronly as she looked out the window. No father in
sight. Good.

She grabbed my homework books and tossed them on my desk for later.

"Well, show me. Show me that little noodle and what you can do with your
skin. Quick, father will be home and he'll expect me in the kitchen getting
our meal heated up, the one Miss Hillman has left for us tonight. Come on
Reggie, strip and show me, be Natural Noodle for me!" Rosie demanded as she
stood over my bed looking down at me.

"Strip, yes Rosie!" I said almost without missing a beat. But I knew father
would not be long in arriving home and I was so excited to show her my
ability to pull back my skin, to retract it all the way. A sensation you
will never have Tony. But I was ready to show off what the Clarity's had
shown me.

"I'll help you strip, come on." Rosie bellowed in her way, you know that
way Tony your auntie can make a big sound like a cow in heat. And she
grabbed me and began to strip me naked.

I know now she was getting close to being a woman, her newly emerging
hormones were working hard back then and she was excited by all things
bodily. I had no idea but I sensed a rush and purpose in all she did with
me from that day on. Her eyes were opening and we were both just so
innocent in so many ways but she was pushing out, confused, desirous and
inexperienced....but so curious about boys and men and other girls too. She
was awakening.

I felt completely swept along by her fervour. I always am and Rosie knew
it-and knows it still, Tony. Your auntie is very amazing and yes, she is my
sister and yet not my sister. It's complex.

Papa, as we called our father, would be home soon. Rosie was not going to
let that stop her investigating my newly found talent of full foreskin
retraction on my noodle, my penis I should say."

I kept rubbing daddy's feet but interjected. "He might be mad if he caught
you naked with Rosie. And weren't you scared? It was risky."  Daddy still
lay with his eyes looking far away.

"Everything Rosie and I did was risky. Papa, he was so beyond caring. Rosie
was my world. And I was still so young at that moment, younger than
you. Tony, you know much more than I did back then on the day of that first
bath at the Clarity's. I loved being naked, I was Natural Noodle and still
am but I felt no shame. Rosie wanted me naked and I would get naked. And if
papa walked in, he walked in. It did not scare me. Rosie was more
cautious. Papa and his feelings meant nothing to me. It's sad, sweet Tony
but true. I hardly knew this man I called papa.

So I stripped fully with Rosie tugging and pulling my school clothes off my
smaller body. She was bigger and stronger than I and it felt wonderful to
be stripped off by her. My shoes got yanked off, laces not untied, shirt
and sweater vest pulled and tugged. My short trousers and boxers...thrust
over my small feet and then each long green woollen knee-sock was slid over
my tickly pink toes. Rosie always grabbed at my wiggly toes, everybody
seemed to...everybody tickled me then and now!

Naked and natural I sat on my bed, breathless from the frenetic strip we
both achieved on me.  Rosie, laughing and breathing heavy, dropped my socks
into the heap on the floor of all my now discarded school clothes.

"Done, my Natural Noodle, naked top to toes. Now kneel up and show me." She
said sitting on my bed.

I drew myself up unsteadily on my bed and knelt on my knobby knees and
faced my smiling sister. My noodle at her breast level and only inches from
her as she sat so close to me.

Tony, I must tell you, she made a little comment to me that I found
enlightening. I was so innocent.

"Reggie, you must have a bigger noodle than any one of the boys in your
class. The size alone plus the extra skin off the top. I am sure you are
biggest in the lower classes. I heard older boys talking and I know they
always compare...well they say they do anyway. I bet you are biggest in
your group. My brother Natural Noodle with the biggest noodle of your
bunch! I am sure my friends will agree when I show you off to them again!"
She said peering knowingly at my noodle as it stuck out from my still
hairless body and hung like a small seahorse riding a fleshy peach-fuzzy
pouch.  I loved thinking that my big sister and her gaggle of friends would
enjoy seeing me naked again and admiring my extra special noodle. That made
me feel ten feet tall or more!

So, I showed Rosie my new skill. I used my thumb and finger to roll back
the tight extra long skin over the pink little knob inside...just the tip
at first, which I always did and then...all the way back. The air hitting
the sensitive hidden flesh felt so tingly again all around the exposed
head, just like earlier at the Clarity's. Tony, there it was...my entire
little knob, pink and outrageously sensitive, fully on display and seen by
Rosie for the first time. The mysterious little knob hidden away was
revealed in my bedroom for Rosie and she just starred. Mouth open, eyes
wide.

"Did that hurt? Will it go back down, the skin I mean?" She stammered as
she sat looking almost shocked.

"It is fine, Rosie! Really!  See." And with that I proudly rolled my long
silky foreskin back over.  She giggled and laughed.

"I heard about this from other girls at lunch break at school but I never
imagined it...like this. I mean, who knew the whole thing really goes
back...all the way! And that rounded knob part you have sticks out so much;
it's so pinkish and smooth with that little pee slit on top just like an
eye. It's rather funny looking but fascinating as well. My fingers sort of
felt it when I washed you, but I never knew it looked like that!  Do it
again!"  So I smiled and gave an encore performance, I did the same exact
fluid motion with my fingers of the long foreskin over and back
again. Rosie just gaped. I loved her complete attention all focussed on my
noodle, it was so exciting!

But Tony, Rosie was older by almost five years and she heard things on the
playground the older students talked about and giggled about. Her womanly
change was almost upon her, I was aware her chest seemed to be getting
little "boobs" or breasts. Not big ones, but I saw changes.

Our time that night was so rushed; we each could have spent hours in this
bliss of my self- discovery. There was Rosie asking and encouraging me to
roll the skin back and forth over and over as she watched, fixated and
giggling with glee. And me, her Natural Noodle little brother, so willing
to show all!  But Tony, as you must be aware; a young male can only roll
the skin back and forth so much until...well... until!"

I stopped rubbing daddy's socked foot, the left one was getting my full
massage attentions and my own youthful manhood was actually thrumming in my
jeans as I took in this tale of self-discovery with big bossy sister Rosie
and my young daddy. My voice broke his reverie.

"Daddy, until? Until what?" I damn well knew what he meant and he was so
classy he dare not be so brash. I may have been still rather young but I
knew about erections, my own throbbing away hidden by the footstool was
proof of that! But I always pushed daddy...the controller, me!  Daddy
looked down at me, but his reddish golden haired head still rested on the
chair back.

"Oh, you cheek boy! You like to get every juicy thing about me! I was young
and I was innocent and this foreskin of mine going over and over against
the sensitive inner knob, well, I'd not been so aggressive with myself
before- ever! AND it produced a slight change, shall I say, in my noodle's
outward appearance. Rosie shrieked with hysterics as my little
noodle...grew a bit suddenly."

I laughed as well. I had to and so did daddy as he thought back to that
moment. But I also nearly toppled over as I knelt by daddy's beloved
feet. I loved daddy naked but daddy....aroused in front of others? BLISS! I
loved that! Even young daddy had everybody wanting him naked...and maybe
aroused! I had to hear all these tales now, all of them in every
detail. Nothing omitted, ever!

"So, this helped you find a "button"...your noodle's knob, a very special
button? Am I right?" I asked returning to my foot rubbing actions.  Daddy
laughed again.

"Too right! I think it was the first personal button I located and I knew
it right then. The tingle sensations were very appealing to me as I rolled
the skin back and forth. The knob was so delicate and almost electric. The
more I rolled the foreskin, the more my knees shook!

Rosie hooted. "Reggie, you silly noodle...you are tingling all over. I told
you I'd make you tingle. Feel good?"

I stopped rolling the skin; my noodle had been "enlarged" before, but not
like this and not with anyone else watching. The whole thing was so
amazing! And Rosie was sitting in front of my bigger noodle and bouncing
around like a fool. I had the skin over the top again and it, my noodle,
began to soften.

"I heard about this too, at school, but I never have seen it. It's like
magic! I could watch all day. Wait until my friends see this! You'll let us
see?" Rosie's big eyes pleaded up at me as I still knelt and was almost
falling over from the excitement.

"Sure, you can all see. You wanna touch it?" I asked...and Tony I mean I
asked with innocence and complete naiveté.

I broke in. "Naiva-what?"

"It means I did not have sex on the brain. I really meant she and her
friends could see my noodle and witness its tricks and touch it- if they
wished and I did not have any other reasons in mind other than being the
focus of some much loved attention." Daddy said with a serious face.

"I understand, but Rosie must have realized that all that "attention" might
be sexy?" I ventured.

"Your auntie Rosie has always been sexy and you see it today when she comes
to visit. BUT at that point she was still young and I truly think it was
all about learning and discovering...not sex! Nothing dirty, pure
curiosity, just natural...like me...Natural Noodle!"

"So did she touch you?" I asked pointedly.

"Oh, Tony. TONY! I should stop telling you this. You must not focus on
certain acts, focus on meanings!" Daddy said in a slightly exasperated way.

I closed my mouth for fear of daddy clamming up and stopping this amazing
tale of sexual discovery he and Rosie shared.

"To answer your question, NO. Not that night. Papa came home. We heard the
front door slam. Our magical moment ended. Rosie dare not race down and
meet him. She kissed my cheek and slapped my naked arse for fun.

"Get dressed, you silly noodle. I have a game to play with you after school
sometime soon. My friend Franny and her little brother play it. I want them
to play it with us. You can be all natural noodle in the game. Would you
like it?" She asked moving to my door as I fell onto my back and moved to
find my around the house clothes in the dresser drawer.

"Sure, I know Franny's little brother, he's one class above me. I'd love to
play a game I can be naked in. Sure." I said as I found my boxers on the
floor.

I asked daddy. "So did your papa find you naked that night?"

"Not that night, but he did and that's another story." Daddy said rocking
his feet back and forth on the footstool.

"Did you play that game...with Franny and her little brother." I asked
hopefully.

"OH did we! Many times. Many times!" Daddy said grinning like the Cheshire
cat.

"Well, what game? Tell me." I demanded in my "Tony the spoiled brat" way.

"It was called hospital" Daddy said cheerfully.

"Oh, you mean you played silly old doctor...that's for babies." I said
crestfallen.

"Oh, Tony. Do you think your auntie Rosie played lame games? Give me
strength. In her version with Franny...us poor boys were on the exam table
and Rosie was the wicked surgeon and Franny her wacky helper. Like Igor in
Frankenstein." Daddy said giggling and his moustache twitched so sweetly.

"Tell me, tell me." I goaded over and over.

"Not tonight, but I will someday. I promise." Daddy said sagely.

"Daddy, did you get to be Natural Noodle in Rosie's hospital game?" I asked
as little preview of coming attractions.

"Tony, after what Rosie and I were up to in my bedroom that night...do you
think she'd let me stay a clothed victim to her mad doctor routines?" Daddy
said moving now to look at me directly.

I moved to cover my tented blue jeans crotch from his new position above
me.

"I think getting you naked was definitely part of her game! If I know
Auntie Rosie, I bet she did more than that!" I said with my legs now
tightly crossed on the carpet-hiding my arousal which was beyond my
control.

And I was right. Big bossy sister Rosie loved playing games that involved
my daddy getting completely naked and possibly...aroused!

That night, as so many while growing up, I found myself alone in bed and
thinking about my daddy. I wanted to be him, odd, but true. I found his
younger years so free of stodgy conventions and fears about "bad people"
who might be lurking to snatch you away. My world of the late 60's and
early 70's was full of truly horrific stories about the innocent being
snatched away and all that scary stuff. I longed for daddy's golden olden
times of his youth.  I lay thinking and imagining my daddy, slightly
younger than I was at that very moment and full sexual self discovery. And
knowing he shared his body freely with his crazy delightful big bossy
sister, my auntie Rosie...Ro, as dad called her now. And that she got him
to be naked in many situations involving her curious friends from school;
that really thrilled me. And, so many ands, that daddy also branched out to
others like the Clarity's...adults and older people who appreciated him
being, the daring and delicious Natural Noodle. All at such an early part
of his life. How amazing and freeing! How self-confident! My young mind was
full of wonder.

Daddy's early days at school were full of thrills and frolicsome lazy
afternoons. I loved hearing all about them and now I was just that little
bit older and I could hear the full story...no "bits" left out. I LOVED
that!

That night daddy came in late to say goodnight. Mum had returned and he was
ready for bed. I was still semi-awake.

"Daddy, can I ask you something private?" I said with a sleepy voice as my
silken robed daddy bent to kiss me goodnight.

"You ask me nothing by private questions lately. Of course. You know you
can." Daddy said with a grin.

"When you knew that rolling your foreskin back and forth over your
noodle...I mean your penis top- the head part, well, was it a button for
pleasure...did you...you know...did you?" I stammered. I was actually
embarrassed.

"Tony, I brought you up better than that. Speak clearly. Did I play with
myself? Masturbate?" He said that and hid under my covers. Such graphic
words...I was thrilled and nervous!

"Don't be ashamed! Ever! Pleasuring myself and you pleasuring yourself and
mum, too...we all do it. Men and women of all ages and you must just enjoy
it, it's part of life!  And once you can do it, you can show others how to
pleasure you. And yes, that moment with Rosie, well, it opened my eyes. I
know I liked to touch myself before that day but the full rolling back and
forth of the silky long foreskin over the head...it was very new. I was
curious to try it more." Daddy said turning to go.

I peeped out and looked at him.  "Did you? Try it more?"

Daddy smiled and began to close my door.  "What do you think? We'll pick
this up again when it's not so late at night, OK?"

The door shut and he left the usual crack...I still needed a bit of light
at night.


I knew daddy must have then played with himself more after what he and
Rosie discovered...I knew it. And I knew he shared that discovery with many
others to enjoy visually and by allowing touching by others...I knew it and
could not wait for more time to hear about daddy's early life.  My own
emerging manhood sprung up and called to me. I was alone in the semi-dark
and I knew it was right, it was normal and it was just like my daddy. My
hands moved down and enjoyed what they found waiting...and I knew it was
OK!




More of my daddy's early life and times soon...What the game of hospital
was and how they played it is coming next!




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