Date: Wed, 2 Mar 2016 20:46:28 -0800
From: Jon Hold <jonhold@earthlink.net>
Subject: Billy and Davy's Daddy; Part 1

(M/M/b/b, con, oral, anal, WS, enema, spank, bond)

Billy and Davy's Daddy
by Jon Hold
Copyright © 1998, 2015
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This is a work of fiction inspired by John Weeks' story, "The Birds, the
Bees, and Screwing", Handjobs, Feb 1996, pp 7-10. I would like to thank
Mr. Weeks for his excellent story and the inspiration to write this
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Billy and Davy's Daddy
a fictional story by Jon Hold


My friend Billy's parents won an all expenses trip to Europe for a whole
month. They were relieved when my father told them that it would be
perfectly OK for Billy to live with us while they were gone. Daddy told us
that we could sleep in the same bed and be just like brothers. Billy asked
if he had to wear pajamas. Billy knew that my Daddy let me sleep naked, but
his parents made him wear underpants and pajamas to bed. Daddy told Billy
he didn't have to wear clothes if he didn't want to, and certainly didn't
have to wear pajamas. Billy could hardly wait for his parents vacation to
start.

We drove Billy's parents to the airport and Billy started crying when his
parents got on the plane. Daddy put Billy on his hip and held him so he
could wave good-bye through the window of the terminal. I was feeling sad
too, remembering when my Mommy died and went away. Daddy put his big strong
arm around my shoulders as we walked back to the car and I felt better
because I knew my Daddy loved me. On the way home Daddy let Billy sit on
his lap and help him drive. I sat next to Daddy and leaned against him and
he put is arm around me again.

By the time we got home Billy and me were in a good mood again and full of
energy. Daddy picked us both up and carried us into the house. He kept
tickling us so that we squirmed around and rubbed up against him. He put us
down on the living room rug and we started wrestling around. Me and Billy
ganged up on Daddy, but he kept getting us down and tickling us until we
were hysterical.

Daddy finally collapsed on his back, saying that we had exhausted him. We
jumped on his shoulders to hold him down and threw our arms up in the air
cheering, "We won! We won! Yeah!"

Big arms pulled us down to Daddy's chest and he kissed both of us. "What do
you boys say to a barbecue by the pool tonight?"

"Goody!" We both yelled, jumping up and down.

Daddy got up and swatted us both on the bottom and said, "OK. Go put your
swimming suits on and I'll get the barbecue started."

We ran to our bedroom and stripped naked in nothing flat. Billy already had
a hardon and so did I. I grabbed Billy and gave him a big kiss and played
with his hard dick. He grabbed my balls and grinned at me. "That's a big
set of balls you've got, Brother."

I giggled and asked Billy if he wanted me to show him how we were going to
sleep. "Sure," he said. I took his hand and lead him over to the bed and
laid him down on his belly arranging his arms over his head and spreading
his legs to expose his little boyhole.

"When you sleep around here, you have to be ready for anything," I told
him. I took the slippery stuff my Daddy gave me for my birthday and
squeezed some right into Billy's crack.

"Oh! That's cold!" Billy shouted, squeezing his butt cheeks together.

"Sorry," I said. "I'll warm it up for you". I used two fingers to rub the
gunk all over in there, making sure to push some up inside Billy, which
made him giggle. "How's that? Warm enough yet?"

"Sorta." he answered.

"Let me warm it up the rest of the way for you then." I said as I climbed
up on his back and carefully, just like Daddy had shown us, slid my pecker
into his hot little asshole. Billy groaned in pleasure as all four of my
almost invisible pubic hairs rubbed against him. I smiled and fucked him at
the same speed as my buck rabbit used when he was humping one of the
does. Billy squealed and pushed his butt up in the air so I could fuck him
really good. About a minute later I squirted inside of Billy's behind and
fell on his back.

Billy wiggled out from under me and said, "Let me do it for you now!" I
just laid there while Billy carefully put some of the slippery stuff in my
crack and rubbed it all around. His slippery little fingers felt so good I
spread my legs apart so he could get to me better. As soon as he could see
my hole, Billy started sticking his fingers inside me. I tilted my butt up
and Billy started using both hands. Rubbing all around my butt and sticking
one and then two and finally three fingers inside. When he started sticking
the fingers way up inside me and jiggling them around, I got really horny
and started begging.

"Please Billy. Put your pee-pee inside me and fuck me really good."

"OK! Your butt is really neat!" He climbed on top of me and stuck his
hairless poker right inside me. It felt really good and didn't hurt at all
going in. I knew I was really going to like having a brother to fuck me all
the time, especially when he started poking me as fast as I'd poked him. It
didn't take Billy very long to squirt his clear juice inside me and we
jumped off the bed and hugged each other.

"Boy, Billy! That felt really good. You can fuck me any time you want."

"Yeah! I really like fucking you, Davy. But you have to fuck me too. That
feels the best of anything except when your dad does it."

"Yeah! His dick feels really good doesn't it!"

"It's the best. Do you think he'll fuck us tonight?"

"I sure hope so. He said he was going to teach us a bunch of new stuff
though. I hope that doesn't mean that he's not going to fuck us."

"Maybe if we're really nice to him he'll fuck us both at the same time
again."

"I sure hope so. Let's be really nice to him tonight! Deal?"

Hooking baby fingers with me, Billy said, "Deal!"

"Come on! Let's go swimming!"

"Don't we have to put on our swimming trunks?" Billy asked.

"Naw. Dad lets me go swimming naked all the time. The fence is high and no
one can see inside, so it's OK."

"Cool!"

We ran out to the pool, trying to trip each other and slapping each other
on the butt.

Dad had the barbecue started and was just taking his pants off when we ran
out onto the patio. "Why don't you boys take my underpants off for me?"

We ran right over to him and four eager hands pulled the cotton jockeys
down, exposing the hairy dick we both admired so much.

"Dad? Can I go swimming naked today?"

"Sure son. I'm going to swim naked too."

"Is it OK if I swim naked too, Mr. Robinson?" Billy eagerly asked.

"What did you call me?" Dad gruffly asked Billy.

Giggling, Billy covered his mouth with his hand. "Oops! I forgot. Can I
please go swimming naked too, Daddy?"

"Of course you can, son. But I'm going to have to punish you for
embarrassing me by calling your Daddy `Mr. Robinson' like you were a
stranger or something."

Daddy took Billy's hand and led him over to one of the chaise
lounges. Sitting down, Daddy picked Billy up and laid him across his
lap. His big hand completely covered Billy's little behind as he rubbed the
tender flesh. Lifting his hand, Daddy looked at it and then asked, "Have
you boys already lubricated yourselves?"

"Yes, sir." We both answered. Knowing Daddy, I added, "We lubricated each
other, Daddy."

"That's good boys." Reaching under Billy, Daddy felt his little cock. "Did
you boys screw each other too?"

"Yes, sir." We said together again.

"That's good. I like it when my boys take care of each other. But now,
Billy, I'm going to have to remind you to call me, `Daddy'. Do you
understand?"

"Yes, sir. I'm sorry, Daddy."

"I know you are, Billy. But I want to make sure you don't forget again."

Smack! "Are you going to remember to call me, `Daddy'?"

Billy arched up and wiggled around when Daddy's hand hit his ass. "Yes,
sir. I'll remember. I promise!"

Daddy rested his hand on Billy's butt and I was getting a hard-on watching
my new brother get a spanking. I really liked it when Daddy gave me a
spanking. I mean, I know I was being punished, and it did hurt, but somehow
Daddy made it feel good too. Kind of like when he fucked me. It hurt at
first, but ended up feeling really good.

Smack! "Are you going to call me `Mr. Robinson' again when there's just you
and me and your brother around?"

"No, Daddy. I promise."

Smack! "Are you going to call me `Daddy' if anyone except you and your
brother and me are around?"

"No, Daddy. I'll remember. I really will. I promise."

SMACK! "Are you going to be a good boy and do what you're told?"

Billy started crying, his butt shining red even though Daddy hadn't
actually spanked very hard. "Yes, sir. I'll be a good boy. I'll do whatever
you tell me to do."

SMACK! SMACK!!! "Who am I?"

"You're my Daddy! And I'm your little boy, and I love you, Daddy."

Daddy picked Billy up and held him to his chest, rubbing his back and sore
butt and letting him cry on his shoulder. When he picked Billy up I saw
that Billy had a really hard erection, and Daddy had one too that flipped
up from under Billy's belly when he was lifted up. I stepped between
Daddy's legs and put my arms around Billy and held onto Daddy's sides and
laid my head against Billy's back. Daddy stroked my back too and told both
of us how much he loved his two sons.

I was running my hand up and down Daddy's big peter and could feel drool
rolling down the sides. Daddy started to push up against my hand so I
pulled the big stick out away from his belly. The clear stuff was oozing
out of his puckered foreskin. One of the things I always loved about my
Daddy's dick was that the foreskin was so long that no matter how hard it
got, there was plenty to cover the whole thing. I put my face down and
sucked on the tip of Daddy's foreskin like it was a soda straw. He tasted
so good that I wiggled the tip of my little tongue through the opening of
his foreskin and curled it into a tube so I could suck out even more of the
treat he was giving me.

The tip of my tongue fit right into the big slit on the end of Daddy's
dick. I knew how to tease Daddy, so I wiggled just the tip of my tongue and
tickled the inside of his dick. Daddy moaned real loud and hunched up
against my face as he spurted a big glob of his clear juice against my
tongue. I slurped up the delicious treat and stuck my tongue in even deeper
in appreciation. The deeper I tickled Daddy the more he moaned and the
harder he pushed up against my tongue and the more of the clear juice he
spurted against my tongue and into my mouth.

I felt something pushing against my forehead. Lifting my eyebrows and
looking up I saw Billy's little bottom pushing down against me, his little
mouth clenching and unclenching as he strained to help with Daddy's
problem.

Smiling, I moved one hand to Billy's hip and the other to the top of
Daddy's shaft, to hold the foreskin out of the way. Pulling down on Billy,
I lined everything up until Daddy's mouth and Billy's mouth were
kissing. The next time Daddy rolled upwards I put both hands on Billy's
hips and pulled down. The big bulb of the nose of Daddy's cock spread
Billy's hole open as half of Daddy's cockhead went into Billy, right up to
were the flare lead up to the wide ridge. Billy squealed and his legs
unwrapped from behind Daddy's back and stuck straight out.

Every time Daddy surged forward, I pulled down on Billy's hips. The head
popped inside of Billy's hole and Billy screamed, "YESSSSS!". I grinned as
I saw Billy's wide-stretched butt clenching at the hard stake of Daddy's
dick, and felt Daddy's legs go stiff and start trembling under my
arms. Laughing out loud, I pulled down hard on Billy's hips again and
listened to both of them scream in pleasure.

Slobbering all over Daddy's dick to keep it really slippery so that it
wouldn't hurt Billy, I helped Daddy work his hard-on completely up inside
of Billy. Billy helped all he could, but he couldn't really push down all
that hard and his hole was so tight that it took a little while to get
Daddy as far in as the angle would allow. Not all of Daddy's dick would go
inside because his thighs held Billy away from the base of the big cock a
little bit.

I got comfortable and started sucking on Daddy's scrotum and balls as I
watched Daddy and Billy fuck. Billy put his legs down and wrapped his arms
around Daddy so he could push himself up and down over Daddy's
dick. Daddy's hands wandered all over Billy, feeling the boys hairless
body, especially his butt and where the big dick went inside the boy.

It was really neat watching from down here because I could see how Billy's
asshole clung to the shaft of Daddy's dick. On the way up Billy would hold
on so hard that the skin on Daddy's dick would pull up and Billy's hole
would stretch out until it looked like a volcano. When Billy got up as high
as he wanted to go, the hole would pulse and clench at the pole sticking in
it until he started back down.  Then the loose skin from Daddy's foreskin
would bunch up under Billy's hole as it pushed against the rod until it
looked like a black pit descending to engulf the shining white shaft.

Before long, Billy's head was hanging back and he was bouncing up and down
in Daddy's lap as fast and hard as he could go. Billy's whole body was
trembling with the effort and as the shocks of one little boy orgasm after
another ripped through his body. Daddy was getting rougher with Billy,
grabbing him all over and pinching and slapping the boys bottom to urge him
on. Billy told me later that it felt wonderful knowing that he could make
Daddy fuck him like he would a woman. The wilder Daddy got, the wilder
Billy got in return.

I started sucking hard on Daddy's balls and jacking myself off so hard that
I came at the same time as Daddy grabbed Billy by the waist and jammed his
cock all the way up inside the squirming boy.  I could feel his whole groin
pulsing as he pumped Billy full of his white juice. When Daddy's sperm
started leaking out of Billy's hole I dropped the balls out of my mouth and
started licking up the delicious juice.

Daddy fell back on the chaise lounge, holding Billy to his chest as he
continued to pulse his juice into the limp boy. I continued to lick up the
leaking juice from Billy's now loose hole as they recovered from their
exercise.

Daddy finally stood up, holding Billy on his still stiff dick, and took my
hand. He lead us back to the cabana and sat me down on one of the two
toilets. Daddy carefully pulled Billy off of his fat erection. Billy's
behind slurped and then popped as Daddy's cockhead sucked out of his wet
hole. Daddy sat Billy down on the toilet right next to me and patted both
of us on our heads.

"That's my good boys. Now, I want you both to go potty."

Billy blushed and hung his head. "I don't think I can go potty with someone
watching, Daddy." he said, blushing all the way down to his chest.

"Billy! That's silly. You like it when your brother watches us fuck and
suck each other, don't you?"

"Well, yes, Daddy..."

"And you like watching when I fuck and suck with Davy, don't you?"

"Yes, sir."

"And you really liked it when you got to watch Davy fuck me, didn't you?

"Oh, yes, sir. That was really neat!"

"Well then. You shouldn't mind if we watch you piss and take a shit."

Billy just blushed and hung his head again. Daddy crooked a finger under
his chin and lifted Billy's face. "What does Daddy want you to do Billy?"

Billy blushed even brighter red and I could see tears collecting in his
eyes.

"There's no need to be ashamed Billy. It's just Davy and me here, and we
both love you. Now, what is it Daddy want's you to do?"

"Go pee-pee?"

"That's right, sweetheart. Daddy want's you to go pee-pee. But what do the
big boys call going pee-pee?"

"P..." Billy turned his face away from me and hung his head again.

"That's OK, baby. Davy, can you tell your brother what the big boys call,
`going pee-pee'?"

"Yes, Daddy. Us big boy call it `taking a piss'."

"That's right, baby. Us big guys call it `taking a piss'. Can you give your
brother a kiss and tell him how to say that?"

"Sure, Daddy!" I took Billy's hand and, when he turned to face me, I gave
him a big kiss, right on the lips. We smiled at each other and I told him,
"Go ahead Billy. You've said `Piss' to me before. You can say it to
Daddy. It's OK. He doesn't mind. He's not like your mom. He won't wash your
mouth out with soap."

"Oh, baby. Is that why you were afraid to say `Piss'?"

Billy nodded his head. Daddy got down on his knees in front of Billy and
hugged him. "Oh, Billy. Daddy wouldn't do that. I wouldn't ask you to do
something and then punish you for it. You don't think Daddy's like that, do
you?"

Billy shook his head `No'.

Daddy moved back and, holding Billy by the shoulders, asked him, "Now, what
is it Daddy wants you to do?"

"Take a p.... Uh, take a piss?"

"That's my big boy!" Dad beamed. "That's my good boy! That deserves a big
kiss for Daddy's Big Boy.

Daddy put his hand down between Billy's legs and lifted his bottom. Then he
slurped Billy's stiff little tassel and ball sack into his mouth and gave
him a big sloppy kiss. Billy giggled and squirmed around on Daddy's hand.

"Does that tickle, baby?"

Billy laughed, "Yes! That tickles me Daddy."

Laughing, Daddy bobbed down and grabbed Billy's peter and balls again and I
could see his tongue wiggling back and forth all over them. Billy was
laughing and squirming around, trying to escape from the tickly
tongue. Daddy reached up and started tickling Billy with his other
hand. Billy was losing his mind.

"Now, big boy. What does Daddy want you to do?"

Billy was laughing too hard to answer. Daddy swooped down and grabbed
Billy's danglers with his mouth again and started tickling Billy with both
hands and his tongue. Billy was hysterical, laughing and wiggling around
all over the toilet seat.

"You better tell me, or I'm going to tickle you until you fall into the
toilet!" Dad threatened and went back to tongue lashing Billy's dick.

Billy tried to say it, but couldn't get it out. I hopped off the toilet and
jumped on Daddy's back and started tickling him. "I got him. Billy! Tell
him quick!"

"PISS!" Billy yelled between giggles. "PISS!"

Laughing and trying to buck me off and tickle Billy at the same time,
yelled, "PISS, what?"

Laughing and pushing against Daddy's head with both, Billy finally got out,
"PISS! You want me to piss! I'm gonna piss in your mouth!"

"Yum, yum, yum." Dad went, gobbling at Billy's pecker.

"You're cheating Daddy." I said, hitting him on the back with my little
fist. "Billy said it so you can't tickle him any more!"

"Cheating? Cheating! I'll show you cheating, you cheater!" Laughing, dad
scooped me off his back and cradled me on the floor in his arms. His
fingers attacked me and he nibbled at me under my arms and across my
belly. Now it was my turn to go crazy with dad's fingers and lips and
scratchy beard tickling me all over. Squealing and pushing against Daddy
with my hands and feet, I tried to escape. Billy stood up on the toilet
seat and jumped on Daddy's back. Daddy pulled him off and laid him on the
floor next to me and attacked us both.

We finally managed to roll Daddy over on his back (OK, so he let us, but we
had to work hard to do it!) and tickle HIM! Panting, he finally pulled us
down to his chest and patted our bottoms, "OK, OK. I give. Kings X. I give,
you win!"

We made Daddy give each of us a kiss and apologize to Billy for
cheating. "OK. I apologize Billy. But what is it I want you to do? Hummm?"

"Take a piss in the toilet!" Billy chimed.

"That's my boy!" Daddy said as he sat up. Standing up with us still in his
arms, he sat us back down on the toilets. Straightening our hair with his
fingers, Daddy asked Billy, "Can you take a piss now Billy?"

Billy strained, but nothing came out. "No, Daddy. My pee-pee's too hard. I
can't make the piss come out."

"That's OK. How about you, Davy? Maybe if you can piss the sound will get
your brother started."

I strained too. "No, Daddy. My dick's too hard too."

"Do you want me to help you?"

"Yes, Daddy. Please."

"Please, what?"

I was used to my Daddy's games, so I knew what to say. "Please help me take
a piss, Daddy."

"OK. That's my good boy. Scoot back a little and spread your legs apart."

I did like Daddy wanted me too, but I had to put my hands behind me on the
toilet seat to keep from falling in.

Daddy stepped in front of my toilet and took his dangling hose in his
hand. He pulled his foreskin back until his big slit was exposed and a
yellow stream of hot piss poured out of him. I know it was hot because he
sprayed it all over my belly and dick, his pee splattering and running down
me and dripping off my butt into the toilet. That surprised me, but made me
have to pee really bad. My dick was still hard and sticking up in the air
and I tried to warn my Daddy, "Stop Daddy! I'm going to pee on you!"

He didn't even slow down, his thick stream of piss was drumming against my
tummy so hard I could feel it all the way inside. "That's OK, son. Go
ahead. We can wash it down the floor drain later."

Unable to hold it back any more, my thin stream of boy piss arched up and
splattered all over Daddy's legs and the floor. Daddy went down on his
knees again and sucked my dickie into his mouth. I squealed as I felt my
warm pee filling up his mouth. Daddy and I smiled at each other, really
enjoying this new game. My dickie was staying hard and feeling really
good. This was great!

Daddy pulled me off the toilet seat and sat back on his heels. He opened
his mouth and my pisser popped loose, pissing all over Daddy's chest. Billy
was watching us in amazement, a finger in his mouth and his mouth hanging
open. I decided to show off, so I pulled my foreskin back with two fingers
so Billy could see the piss coming out of my slit and pissed back and forth
across Daddy's chest before arching my stream back into his open mouth. I
dribbled the last of my pee right onto Daddy's dick and Daddy leaned
forward and licked the last few drops off the end of my dickie and then
sucked it into his mouth to vacuum out the last possible dribble.

Daddy gave me a big kiss and then helped me back up on the toilet
seat. Then he stood up and turned to Billy, who was sitting on his toilet
with his finger still in his mouth and his eyes wide open in interest.

"Well, son," Daddy said to Billy, "did you like watching that?"

Billy nodded vigorously. "Oh yes, Daddy. That was really neat. But why did
you drink Davy's pee-pee... I mean piss?"

"That's an easy question to answer, Billy. Some people like the taste of
piss. Especially little boy piss. And some people don't. I'm one of those
peepole who really likes the juice from little boys pee poles."

We all laughed at Daddy's word joke. Billy smiled up at Daddy and then
blushed a little bit. "Uh, Daddy?"

"Yes, son. What is it?"

"Well... Uhh..."

"Billy. You know you can ask Daddy anything. You don't need to be
embarrassed."

"I know, Daddy. But sometimes it's hard."

"Billy," Dad laughed. "Your thing is ALWAYS hard!"

Billy and I laughed with Daddy. I reached over and pinched Billy's
stiffie. He leaned over and kissed me and I told him, "Billy. You can ask
Daddy anything. He never gets mad or upset when I ask him questions, no
matter what it is that I ask or how dumb the question I ask."

"I know. I was just being silly. Daddy? Will you help me take a piss like
you helped Davy?"

Daddy leaned down and kissed Billy. I saw his tongue go into Billy's mouth
and wiggle around. Billy closed his eyes and moaned as he kissed Daddy
back. Daddy stood back up and Billy said, "Your mouth tastes funny."

"That's Davy's piss taste still in my mouth. Did you like it?"

Billy smacked his lips a couple of times. "Yeah. Davy always tastes nice. I
guess his piss does too."

Daddy smiled and patted Billy on the head as he moved over in front of
Billy's toilet. Billy scooted back and put his hands behind him on the
toilet seat just like I had. Daddy pulled down on his cock a couple of
times and then pulled the foreskin back. His wide yellow stream splattered
down all over Billy's tummy, dick and balls. Billy watched for a few
seconds and then twisted a little bit to put his weight on one arm. He
reached up and stuck a finger into the stream, making it spray in different
directions. Pretty soon, he was running all his fingers back and forth
through Daddy's piss stream.

Then Billy really surprised me. He licked Daddy's piss off of one of his
fingers and smacked his lips.

"That's stronger tasting than Davy's, Daddy. I like it!"

Billy reached up and took hold of the loose part of Daddy's piss spout and
aimed the stream into his open mouth. The pee splattered all down Billy's
chest, but most of it foamed up in Billy's mouth. He swallowed and went,
"Ummm". I got off my toilet and moved over next to Billy and opened my
mouth. Billy smiled and pointed Daddy's piss at me just long enough to get
a little bit in my mouth. I tasted it. It was different tasting, but I
really liked it. "You're right Billy. That's really good!" I said.

Billy pointed Daddy's dick back at me and filled my mouth up this time. I
swallowed and then Billy started spraying dads piss all over us. In our
mouths, in our hair and all over our bodies. We were laughing and had to
close our eyes, so I took a hold of Daddy's dick too and helped Billy aim
it.

Daddy was just running out of piss when Billy started peeing. Daddy quickly
got down on his knees and started sucking the pee out of Billy's dick. I
put my head between Daddy's legs and sucked the last of the pee directly
out of his dick and then stood up next to Daddy. Billy had stood up on the
toilet seat and was peeing down into Daddy's mouth. Daddy put his arm
around my shoulders and held me against his side. We both opened up so
Billy could piss his boy pee into our mouths. Billy was laughing, and
wasn't very accurate, so he was peeing all over our faces and down our
chests as well as into our mouths. The only real problem though was that
Billy didn't have much pee and was soon done.

 Daddy got up and smacking his lips, took our hands and lead us over to the
showers on the other side of the room. He started up both showers and
adjusted the temperature and rinsed himself off quickly so he didn't have
pee dripping in his eyes. Then he told us to get under the warm sprays and
turned on the big garden hose and started washing down the walls and
toilets and floor. Pretty soon Daddy was chasing us all over the room with
the cold water from the hose. We were laughing and trying to run away and
hide behind each other to keep away from the cold water. We finally got out
the door and wouldn't come back in until Daddy turned off the hose.

Daddy herded our shivering bodies under the warm showers and rubbed his
hands quickly up and down our bodies to warm us up. Once we quit shivering,
Daddy soaped himself up and then rinsed off. Once he was clean, Daddy took
the bar of soap in his hand and started washing Billy, carefully washing
him all over, especially between his legs and in his buttcrack. That was
the first time Daddy had washed Billy, but Daddy washed me all the time so
I knew how good it felt. Daddy washed me next, and when he was almost done,
he asked, "There's one more thing I'd like to show you boys this
afternoon. Are you interested."

Billy quickly answered from under the shower spray where he was rinsing
off. "Sure, Daddy. You think up fun stuff to do."

Daddy looked at me, and I quickly said, "Sure, Dad. I always want to learn
new stuff from you."

"That's my boys!" Daddy said, smiling happily.


****end of part 1****


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In war, there are no unwounded soldiers.
     ---Jose Narosky