As I mentioned, it started when I was in kindergarten. I was the oldest of three, and we were all babysat by a family from the church. The dad was a stay at home father because of his disability, but my mother must have felt comfortable with him because he had two children of his own, one my age and one a little older. Their mom worked, so we'd all be left alone with him.

I lived in a very rural town, so it wasn't unusual to send the kids outside to play for hours at a time, but I'd like to stay inside even when everyone else was out. When I did, I'd crawl up on his lap to watch tv together. I liked to wriggle around a lot, I guess I still had a lot of energy, so he'd hold my hands down to get me to sit still. I vaguely remember feeling the bump in his lap, but I never thought anything of it until he'd press my ands down onto it. Not overtly, but here and there. I realize now he was testing me.

I never objected, I was excited about it really. So one day, after some pretty vigorous play on his lap, he just held my hand down on him as he rubbed back and forth. I caught on and rubbed on my own.

I remember him standing up quickly, I thought he was mad. But he went and turned tv to a video tape for my younger siblings to watch, I remember it clearly because it had lizards dressed up as dinosaurs. He told them to watch the movie, but he needed to check on mr because I was feeling sick.

I followed him to the bedroom and he locked the door. He then spent a lot of time telling me that whatever happened, I couldn't tell anyone and to promise I wouldn't. My heart was racing and I promised. So he sat me on the bed and said if I liked feeling the thing in his shorts, would I like to see it. I really wanted to, and so he pulled his hard dick out and showed me.

I was fascinated, and that first day all he had me do was touch and feel it, but it didn't go further. It took several weeks for us to progress further.