Daddy

Bath Time

I woke up around 10:00 to the sound of music blaring downstairs. I whined and rubbed my eyes climbing out of bed slowly. My shirt and pants had somehow come off in the night but I didn't really care. I walked out of the room, dragging my teddy behind me, not caring thay I was practically naked.

I walked down the stairs to find Daddy in the kitchen again making breakfast and listening to a band I've never heard of. He looked up from the stove as I poked my head around the corner. "Did I wake you, honey?" He asks as he looks back to the stove. "Mhm." I say walking next to him. He chuckles as he sees me. "What happened to your pajamas?" He asks, kissing my temple.

"I dunno." I reply. He laughs and rests his hand on my lower back. I stand on my toes to get a better look at what he's cooking, making his hand reach my butt. I felt my face turn red and I saw him smile as he grabbed my butt softly. I squeaked slightly and stood flat on my feet but his hand stayed on my butt.

"After we eat it's time for your bath, Hunter." He says and I nod, my face still burning. He grabbed my butt slightly and I hid my face in his side. He chuckled and smiled, moving his hand back up. For breakfast we had french toast and I tried to eat slowly. I was nervous for him to see, and touch, my whole body. After I had finished, but I took my time drinking my juice and he seemed a bit impatient.

"Hunter, are you going slow on purpose?" I hear him ask and I blush, kicking my feet nervously. "Why?" He asks, leaning closer. "I'm nervous." I reply, gripping the hoodie he gave me a bit tighter. I see him smile and come to me picking me up slowly. "It's okay." He says as he begins carrying me up the stairs.

I hold onto him tight and nuzzle his neck slightly. We reach the bathroom and he sets me on my feet. He starts the water, checking to make sure it's the right temperature. He steps closer to me and slowly pulls the hoodie off. "Stay here, I'll go get your bath toys. Put a little bit of bubble bath in." He says and walks out of the bathroom to my room.

I open the cabinet under the sink and put in two squirts of the bubble bath before putting it back. He comes back and tosses the rubber ducks into the tub and sets the washcloth, soap, and shampoo on the side. He stopped the water as the bath was full and motioned for me to climb in. He pulled my underwear off as I turned around and I stepped into the water.

I felt my face go red as I sat in the water, thankful the bubbles covered my lower half. I sank into the water slightly, closing my eyes feeling relaxed. "Mmm." I say as I hear him chuckle. He tells me to lower into the water slowly and get my hair wet. I do so and come back up with a bubble beard. I smiled and he laughed, pulling me closer to the edge, slowly rubbing shampoo into my hair.

He gave me a mowhawk and I giggled, splashing around slightly. "You need a haircut." He says tilting me back to rinse out the shampoo. I pout and shake my wet hair out like a dog. "But it took me forever to get it this long." I whine, blowing bubbles at him. "Well I think it needs a bit of a trim, it covers your beautiful eyes." He says, putting some soap onto the washcloth.

He begins washing my back and shoulders gently, rubbing in circles. I continue to pout. I didn't want my hair cut. I liked it this long. He rubbed the soap into my chest, arms, neck, and behind my ears before gently lifting my leg out of the water. He rubbed soap into one before taking the other cleaning it. Then he asked me to stand up.

I rubbed my legs together nervously under the water and he asked me again. I looked up at him and chewed my lip nervously. He smiled reassuringly and motioned for me to stand up once more. I stood up slowly, being careful not to slip. I covered my lap with my hands and he turned me around, rubbing the soap into my butt slowly.

My face went red and it got harder for me to cover my lap. I grabbed the extra washcloth and put it over my lap as he began to clean more thoroughly. I felt my breath become a bit more ragged as he began to turn me back around. I lowered my head and covered my lap with my hands and the washcloth.

"Hunter, you need to move your hands." He says as he rubs my wrists softly. I shook my head. "Hunter." He said firm pulling at my wrists slightly. I dropped my hands to my sides, expecting the cloth to drop too, but instead it was held up by my lap. "Oh.." I heard him say as he lifted my head. "This is natural baby boy, don't be embarrassed. Especially in front of your daddy. Is this the first time you've got one?" He asks as he pulls the cloth away slowly, looking in my eyes.

I nod as my face goes red, chewing my lip softly. He smiled at me as he squirt some baby oil onto his hand. I tilted my hand but then understood as he wrapped his hand around me. I went red and he pulled me out slowly setting me on his lap. "I'll be gentle, okay?" He asks as he begins stroking me slowly.

I leaned into his chest, a small moan escaping my lips. This felt so strange, but it also felt so good. He kissed my head as he kept his hand moving at a slow pace. I watched his hand move, my mouth open in pleasure. His lips moved to my neck as he nipped and sucked at my skin. "D-Daddy, it feels good." I say, squirming slightly.

I could tell he didn't want me to move, but I couldn't help it. I hadn't felt this way before. "Shh, baby boy. Just feel it." I moaned and nodded as he moved his hand faster. My breathing became harder and my lower tummy began to burn in a pleasurable way.

I arched my back and squirmed as I felt myself getting closer to the edge. "Daddy! Ahh!" I moaned louder closing my eyes, my mouth wide open. My legs began to shake and he moved his hand even faster. "Let it go, baby. Let it all out." I moaned loud as I released, arching my back. White, sticky stuff shot out all over my chest and tummy.

"Mmm, good boy." He says as he licks the stuff off my chest and tummy. "Did it feel good?" He asks, looking in my eyes. I moan as I feel sort of sleepy and nod, breathing heavy. "Thank you Daddy." I say as he sets me back in the water. "I'll go get you a towel." He says, kissing my head. As he turns to leave, I can see that his lap is bigger through his pants. I blush and hide in the bubbles pulling the plug.

He comes back with the towel and pulls me out, wrapping the towel around me slowly, holding me up by my butt. He puts my dirty underwear in the hamper as we walked out. I rested my head on his shoulder rubbing my leg against his lap slightly. I closed my eyes and I could tell his breathing got different too.

I make him feel good, too.