He laughed, as he shook it, and stroked it for little while. He stopped to lathered me some more, as took the soap again, turned me around, and scrubbed my back with the wash cloth, and under my arms, my neck, behind my ears.
Lastly, he spun me around again, and washed my butt with the wash cloth too, rubbed my round butt inside and out, along my cheeks softly; he felt and squeezed my ass, and tickled my butt hole with his finger; my little butt felt good, and he said “Nice and clean little butt, okay.”
I laughed too, because my mom tickles me too when she washes me, but I like the way he did it. He tickled my butt again some more.
He smiled at me the whole time, and patted my head and back a lot, and told me I was a good boy.
He turned off the shower, and asks me, “Ready to go?”
His big dick still big, and wet, slowly got flaccid after a while, but remained long, and dropped down his legs, again. It flopped a little bit.
He had me put on my pajamas, and I watch him dressed into his flannel white long underwear and his thick army jacket; he wore no shirt under it, just his dog tags, his chest bare; a strong, muscular brown chest; his tags clank as he pulled up on his jacket.
We went back to the tent, and the other older boys were watching a cowboy or western movie on the small television set. I got excited because I liked cowboy movies. I got happy that I would watch the movie, next to Tony.
Tony took out a pack of cigarettes and began smoking a cigarette, and was blowing smoke clouds, like the Indians did with a camp fire in the movies, one smoke cloud after another, I thought it was cool, and Tony seemed glad he entertained me with the puffs of smoke.
While we watched the movie, we ate chips and peanuts, and drank hot coffee; he sprinkled chocolate chips that melted into the coffee.
We stayed up past midnight and soon everybody else fell asleep, leaving the television on. Tony and I were still up, and it must have been the coffee that had us up so late still. He turned off the Television and the kerosene lamps, and told me that it was time to hit the bed, I was going to sleep on a cot, but I told him I was cold, and I was quivering in the cool night air. I wanted to return home to sleep in my warm bed instead.
“Yes, he said, “The dark nights is cold, but look at the sky gleaming with many shining, frazzled and shimmering stars. You are going to miss out sleeping under those stars.”
I looked up into the sky and saw all those stars, I tried to count them, but they were too many and I could only count up to ten anyway.
Tony then invited me to sleep on his bed, and I said, “Okay”.
He said that I would stay warm because he had plenty of warm blankets on his bed. Also, he was going read me comic books under the blanket with the flash light. He had Superman and Spiderman comic books.
“Yeah; I like Superman comic!” I said.
As I went over to his bed; a large fold out bed, I could hear some of the sleeping boys snoring loud, which startled me, and, I reacted by jumping out quickly, and ran fast into his bed; Tony laughed.
Everything seems dark, and he turned on the flash light under the blanket and had me select a comic book. I chose Superman, of course. I flipped the pages, and he narrated what is said, since he read it before and knew the details.
He explained that comic book story; that Superman fights an evil scientist, who wants to destroy Metropolis; the scientist learns that Superman is made weak with kryptonite. The scientist obtains kryptonite and throws it at Superman’s body. Superman is rendered weak almost immediately but Lois, his reporter friend, is nearby, she arrives and sees that He is down.
Apparently she rescues him; she removed the kryptonite away from him, and tosses it far into a distant, away from Superman; soon he regains his strengths, and he flies off to find and capture the evil scientists; he uses super powers; his x-ray eye vision to find him, and locates him in the nick of time.
The scientist is preparing his machine; he was about to destroy Metropolis with his deadly ray machine aimed at the city. Right in the nick time, Superman flew up to it and destroys the machine with his mighty hands, and by enclosing it in his special cape, to retain the blast. Superman returns to Lois, thanks her, and gives her a kiss.
I asked Tony if Superman kissed Lois the way he does Stella. I told him that I saw him put his tongue in her mouth and wondered what it felt like.
Tony said, “Do you want to find out?”
I told him I did, but my dad said that it was something for when I got older to find out about.
Tony laughed, and told me that he had kissed a girl when he was 4 years old, so I don’t have to wait until I got older.
I told him I thought more about his kisses, since I notice more, how his lips smacked with sounds, and his mouth opened wide when he kissed Stella for a long time; He put his tough in her mouth, the day they were outside her store.
Tony laughed, said, “Well if you want to know I can show you.”
“Okay.”
“Come here” he said. He pulled me towards him, and placed his full soft luscious lips on mine; he wet his lips moist first, and gently kissed me, softly, over and over, biting my lips gently, and making them part his with mouth and lips. His lips felt soft, and his mouth warm.
Then I felt his mouth open more, and he inserted hiss tongue in my mouth, he wet my lips and mouth with his saliva. He pushed his warm tongue into my mouth. He said to relax, while he continued to explore my soft mouth with his lips and tongue; he sent trickles of wet juices down my throat; his saliva down all around my mouth, which I began to swallow, felt strange, but I began to like it, his mouth tasted a little bit like tobacco.
He kissed me, deeper and more forcefully as the moments passed, and kept his manly kissing going over and over, while he instructed me what to do next, that I too try do the same, open my mouth wide, and now it was my turn to let my tongue go into his mouth, to make it wet, as we kissed.
His white teeth met mine at times, but he slowly maneuvered me to open my mouth wide, and took control again.
I was under his control and manly spell, I told him I felt warm, that I liked it. He said he liked my sweet young lips and mouth too, he never thought this would happen; I felt so good. He said if I liked it, I should not tell anyone about it; it was our special thing; a special thing that men do when they really like each other, and that he liked me from the first time he saw me, that I was a cute, good little boy.
We got underneath the warm blankets; he removed his long underwear, and was now completely naked under the blankets. He held me firm in front of him, keeping me warm, as I lay on my side, next to him, as he had me touch his chest. He kissed me more underneath the blankets, as he slowly removed my pajamas so I too would be naked lying next to his hard, young, growing, manly body. I felt his hard big dick on my body, and it surprised me, when how hard it felt, poking my body.
He took my hand to extend it over to his hard big dick touch and feel it; he asked me to stroke it, it felt hard and warm, and I touched his balls feeling hair on his balls, which hung loose, and cool. He go the flashlight, which he lit again, so I could see his ass while he turned, and spread himself, revealing his ass, lined with dark fuzz hair, and his tight butt whole puckered and pinkish. He told me to go ahead feel his ass, to touch his warm ass and hold it with my hands.