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"When I first started school, there was a lady used to collect us and we go to her house for a while until mummy came to collect me. There were two or three other kids there and we just play in her back room until it was time to go. Then she got sick and couldn't do it anymore, so mummy found Auntie Susan.

"We went round to see her and she talked to mum and it was arranged, so the next day he was her stood outside the school waiting for me. I was a bit surprised that none of the other kids were coming, but she said she could only manage one boy at a time.

"The first surprise was that when we got her house she said I had to take a shower. I'd never had a shower before, only baths, so she came in with me to show me how it worked. I was a bit shy about getting undressed in front of her, but she just told me not to be silly and soon I was standing under the warm water. She didn't use a bar of soap, she had this liquid stuff and she put some on her hands and rubbed it all over me. Then she rinsed it all off and gave me a big fluffy towel.

"I told Mum about it later and she said she supposed that Auntie Susan was a bit fussy about cleanliness and that I should just go along with it. It was the same every day, as soon as I got in the house, I had to take all my clothes off and go upstairs into the shower. She always came up with me, even though I knew how to work it by myself and she'd rub me all over with soap. She said that little boys had to pay particular attention to their cocklets (that's what she called my willy, a cocklet) and she'd pull the skin back to make sure it was thoroughly clean. Of course, it got stiff when she did that, but she told me that that was okay and she told me that I had a really nice cocklet.

"One day, she accidentally splashed her dress so she said she'd better take it off. In fact, she said, it would be better if she got completely undressed so she could get in the shower with me. I'd seen mum in the bath a few times and I had to go in for a pee, but Aunty Susan wasn't fat like Mum and her boobs weren't anywhere near as big. The other thing was, he didn't have any hair, you know, down between her legs. She saw me looking and said she didn't like being hairy, so she shaved it off. I told Mum about her getting in the shower with me and she said I shouldn't worry about it. I didn't tell her about not having any hair down there though.

"The next day she did the same thing and then every day after that. I quite liked it when she put the soap on, it smelled nice and she used her hands to spread it all over my body and I like that too. Her shower had a sort of fold-down seat and she would sit on that and I'd stand in front of her. When she finished my top half, she'd turn me sideways and do my bum. I got used to it now, so when she pushed her soapy finger right into my bum hole I just thought it was her way of making sure I was really clean. After she'd done that she'd turn me the other way and do my willy.

"By then, he standing up stiff and she said that was a good thing. She'd pull the skin right back and rub it with a soapy hand. She asked me if I liked the feeling and I said I did, it made me feel sort of funny inside, but nice funny. She asked me if I knew about the differences between boys and girls, and I said I did, boys have willies and girls don't. She laughed and said there was more to it than that and said I could have a look if I wanted. I wasn't really sure, but it seems that she wanted to so I went along with it.

"She took me into her bedroom and I remember she had a really big soft bed and she told me to get up onto the bottom end of it while she got up at the pillow end. We were both still naked and when she sat up and spread her legs apart I could see her winkle, at least that's what the girls at school called it, she said I should call it a vagina. She asked if I wanted to touch so I reached out and poked it with a finger. She said I had to be gentle and caught hold of my hand and started rubbing it up and down. She said that when I did that it gave her the same feelings that I got when she rubbed my willy.