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When I Was A Kid
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Straight Male / 67
Bath Time In The Country.
I just read a confession about a guy remembering Bath Time as a kid. I had to chuckle thinking back to my childhood and the similarities. We lived in the mountains of E. Tennessee, in a home with no running water. In the winter, my Mom would build a fire in the wood cook stove and heat up the kitchen and buckets of water. She'd hang a quilt over the door to keep the heat in and my brother and I would bath together in a big metal washtub.
The best part as I remember, was when we got out of the tub my mom would dry us off. I was 2 years older than my brother and after I started to get hairy, my cock would start to stand up as she dried us off. At first, I tried to hide it, but She just paid no attention to it and it was not a big deal after a while. While we were putting on our pajamas, Mom would strip down in front of us and take her bath while the water was still warm. I can still remember to this day her full titties and round ass and her big hairy bush.
I started to look forward to Saturday nights and would always stroke my hard cock, all snuggled up in my warm bed thinking of my mom's body. Life in the country was an adventure for young boys, for sure.
The best part as I remember, was when we got out of the tub my mom would dry us off. I was 2 years older than my brother and after I started to get hairy, my cock would start to stand up as she dried us off. At first, I tried to hide it, but She just paid no attention to it and it was not a big deal after a while. While we were putting on our pajamas, Mom would strip down in front of us and take her bath while the water was still warm. I can still remember to this day her full titties and round ass and her big hairy bush.
I started to look forward to Saturday nights and would always stroke my hard cock, all snuggled up in my warm bed thinking of my mom's body. Life in the country was an adventure for young boys, for sure.
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