From: kataka@hotmail.com (kataka)
Subject: Baby-sitting can be fun (m/b/b)
Date: Sun, 01 Dec 1996 18:04:59 GMT

BABY-SITTING CAN BE FUN  (m/b/b)


DISCLAIMER/WARNING:

The following story contains material of an explicit sexual nature,
involving consentual relations between boys and/or boys and men. 
All events and persons contained in this story are purely
fictional and do not represent the actions of actual persons. 
Do not read or download if you are offended by such material or if 
you are a minor and do not make it available to anyone not of legal 
age.

The story is snipped from a magazine: BOYS WHO SEDUCE No. 1. This
magazine was bought in England in late 70's. It does not contain any
publisher or author, so I can not give credit to anyone. 


BABY-SITTING CAN BE FUN  (m/b/b)
These two very good friends of mine phoned me up one afternoon.
They were in a bit of a panic owing to the fact that they had
booked up for this all-night show and heard that their baby
sitter had taken ill suddenly. Would I Help? Well, it so happens
that they have two sons and at the time this all started, Jimmy
was twelve and I'd fancied him for the past two or three years.
I Thought, well, I might be able to have a crafty peep at him in
bed which would be better than nothing, so I said yes, I'd help
out.

 So there I was, sitting comfortably in front of the TV set with
a bottle of Scotch which they had thoughtfully provided at my
elbow. I hadn't seen the boys yet that evening, but was just
thinking of creeping up to their bedroom when the door opened.
Jimmy stood there. Four feet nine inches in his bare feet and
wearing only his pyjama trousers which were bright red with a
white cord. My eyes roved from his tousled, curly hair, his
blue, wide set eyes and on down over his smooth, pink chest and
little nipples and then over his belly complete with little
navel hovering over his trousers. I wanted him so much that my
stomach turned over.

 Feeling rather frustrated I said, sharply: "Why aren't you in
bed and asleep?" The grin which had parted his attractive boy's
lips vanished and he looked anxious, He sounded scared as he
spoke. "Me and Terry are firsty. Can we have a drink of milk,
Uncle Tom?" I'm not really their uncle, but they have always
called me that. Terry, by the way, was eight. Well, this kid
Jimmy could naturally twist me round his little finger. So I
said O.K. and was just about to go and get the milk from the
'fridge when I heard little padding feet coming up the passage
behind Jimmy. Terry's face peeped round the door. I'd never
previously taken a lot of notice of this one, him being so
young, but now, as he pushed past his older brother, I saw that
the little sod was running around starkers. He stood in front of
me as for inspection and I'm sure that both kids realises the
kind of enjoyment I was getting from looking at them. Facially,
Terry was a younger version of his brother. He was only about
four feet tall , but his body was developing well. Apart from
the tummy pudginess natural in a boy of his ages, he really was
pretty attractive. His lower abdomen folded down to the
delicious little piece of gristle beneath which was another tuck
of flesh that would one day be his balls. His skin was a golden
pink. I started to get hard and to disguise my embarrassment
told the boys to stay in the warmth while I went to get their
milk. As I went past the boys Jimmy looked up at me with a very
impish grin on his face. I felt sure that, being the bright lad
that I knew him to be, he had not missed the signs of my
excitement.

 I was right. As I came back from the kitchen I heard a lot of
giggling. I made plenty of noise to signal my return to give
them time, if they wanted, to stop misbehaving. However, when I
entered the room, Jimmy was holding the young boy very tightly
with one arm and vigorously rubbing his now hard little dick.
Jimmy looked up at me and took his hand away quickly and
blushed. In what I hoped was a stern voice I said, "OK you kids.
Do you usually play with each other in front of the other baby
sitter?" The faces they pulled answered my question. I came to
the decision that these kids were safe. And I'm glad to say I
had no feeling that I was being disloyal to my friends - their
parents. Christ. was I hard.

 Terry now let free from his brother's grip, moved away from him
to take a glass of milk from me. I then saw a hard bulge in the
front of Jimmy's pyjamas. While Terry sat on the floor guzzling
his milk I handed the other glass to Jimmy. He lifted it and
gulped a mouthful and, while he was drinking, I leaned forward
and pulled the pyjama cord. His red trousers fell open and then
dropped to his ankles. "You are a lovely kid", I gasped
involuntarily. His hard little cock was about four inches long ,
but very fat. It moved as I looked, pulsating, it seemed,
between his young legs like ripe fruit. Very fine pubic hair
glinted in the light, but his prick and balls were still
wonderfully smooth.

 Suddenly shy, and blushing faintly, he said, "You can rub it,
if you like". "me too, me too!" chirped Terry eagerly. "Have you
ever done it with a man before?" I was intrigued by these
precocious boys. They said no, and Jimmy added, "Terry's never
seen spunk, neither". I was pulling my shirt off. "Aren't you
making it yet, then?" He shook his head. "Nah. But I watched one
of the older kids at school wanking off in the toilet. He shot
all over the washbasin". This made Terry giggle, but he stopped
when I took off my trousers. I was wearing my usual tight briefs
and these were now very well filled out in the front. The small
boy exclaimed, "Cor!" Jimmy chuckled. "He's only seen his own
weapon and mine". Terry forgot his milk and trotted over to me.
He reached up and felt my bulge. As his small, eager child's
fingers caressed me I almost came my lot in my pants. ""Hang
on", I cautioned, pushing his hand away. I told Jimmy that he
could take my pants off. Christ! As his fingers touched me and
found their way inside the elastic I began to tremble and my
breathing became fast. My heart beat hard and my mouth went very
dry.

 The kid had finesse and pulled my pants down very slowly. As my
weapon popped out both kids gasped. Well, I do pride myself on
my equipment. I have an eight inch cock and very large, heavy
balls and a regular forest. Terry wanted to know if his would
grow as big, but Terry just stood and stared at it.

 Now stark naked, I stretched out on the settee. I was trying to
appear very casual. "Well, who wants to play with it first?"
Instantly they were both on top of me. Terry winded me by
landing right on my stomach and Jimmy grabbed my balls. None too
gently. The smaller boy closed his hand round my nob and
squeezed. He could just about get his tiny hand round my
throbbing cock. What's this stuff coming out? Is it spunk"
"Nah", said Jimmy contemptuously. "That's just stuff to make it
easy for him to stuff it into some woman's fanny. Or", he added,
"Up some kid's arse".

 They had taken possession of my body. It was fantastic. I
thought I was dreaming, only you don't get such lovely feelings
in dreams. I couldn't keep still, my body was working. Now Jimmy
was rubbing me, quite expertly. Terry was running his finger
round the top of my nob being very interested in the way the
foreskin kept moving over it on the upward rubs. The warning
tremors of an imminent climax were creeping from my balls and
stomach and I started to groan. The sounds that the two naked
boys were making excited me further and I was almost delirious
with their near warmth and what they were doing to me. My right
arm went around Jimmy's waist. I heard Terry say "Ain't it big
and hot". Jimmy's hand was now slithering quite a bit because of
the juice that was popping out of my nob. "Yeah", Jimmy said.
Then, with great excitement, added, "But watch out, you're gonna
see some real spunk soon".

 As if he had given it a command, my cock started to pulse and
jerk wildly. Jimmy observed, "See that, he's comin' now". Terry
had a fit of the giggles , but he managed to say, "It's jerking
about like your's does when you tell me to stop". I suddenly
shouted out as the beautiful tension created by these
youngsters' warm, willing hands became too much. My prick
swelled and I shot. "Keep rubbing... keep rubbing...", I gasped,
and the two pairs of hands were pumping me.

 They got the very last drop of spunk out of me. Terry had a lot
over his hands. He got off me and sat on the floor examining my
juice with great interest. He sniffed it and then his little
tongue came out and tasted it. "It's salty", he murmured
wonderingly. Meanwhile, Jimmy knelt down beside me and was
drawing my foreskin back and forwards apparently fascinated. But
my dick was now limp so he let go of it and climbed onto the
settee, putting his arms round me and throwing one of his legs
across my body so that his hard boy's prick was pressing into
the side of my stomach. I put an arm round him and he snuggled
close. With my free hand I fondled his genitals. He pushed his
hips forward and I started rubbing his hot dick. He squirmed
with pleasure. His foreskin was as yet tight over his nob. As I
rubbed him, the boy screwed his face up, closed his eyes and
grinned. He started to grunt and his body started to work
rhythmically. In a strained, far away voice, he said, "Oh...
Uncle Tom... OH, fuck... it's great..." His arms stiffened and
he was squeezing me with all his boy's ardour. His body was now
jerking furiously. I was almost as excited as the kid I was
wanking. Terry had climbed onto the settee and was stroking his
brother's balls. Jimmy wasn't grinning now. His eyes were tight
shut , but his mouth was opening and closing and he kept
murmuring " Oh... OH... Oh...". He began to sweat and tears of
joy forced their way between his closed eyelids. Then he
shrieked out "Ow... Ow... Owww..." He jacknified so suddenly
that I thought I must have hurt him. He pushed my hand away and
lay there panting. His cock was jumping madly at first, but
gradually became still. He grinned at me. "That was... was...
OH, I don't know, fuckin' fabulous. Great".

 My cock was hard again. Terry saw it and said, "Shall I rub it
again?" I said, "No, I've got a better idea". "Hey", said the
now recovered Jimmy. "Terry's the only one in the room who
hasn't come yet. I reckon we should do him now." I laughed.
"That's exactly what I had in mind".

 So we grabbed the little boy who was kicking and giggling. I
pulled him on top of me, backwards, and stuck my prick between
his bum cheeks, so that my nob protruded from the front of his
legs just below his own little dick. It was firmly against his
crotch and was getting hotter and harder. Terry said he liked
the feeling. His dick was hard and I told Jimmy to start rubbing
it. He obeyed eagerly. As the wanking commenced, Terry stopped
giggling and I felt his body tense. As he was rubbed his body
was pushed into mine with the downwards rubs, moving all the
time. My prick was in the position where I, too was being wanked
at the same time. Terry sighed and said "I'll be glad when I
grow up and have a dick like yours, Uncle Tom".

 It was gorgeous. I drank in Jimmy's twelve year old nakedness
as he worked on his brother's wank. The little body was
thrashing about now, and I was in a state of ecstasy. I was
rubbing my hands over Terry's stomach and feeling his little
muscles all tightening up. His bum cheeks kept going hard
against me and he was now murmuring incoherently. I felt the
warning tremors again, the tingling sensations spreading out
quickly through my body. With a loud , but brief, "Oh!", the
youngster climaxed and as I felt the quick contraction in the
kid's crotch I shot for the second time that evening.

 Both kids got the shock of their young lives as my spunk shot
into the air, glistened in the light momentarily, and then fell
with a plop over the naked stomach of the little boy, who
freshly wanked, lie recovering on top of me.

 I tried to get him to have a shower before the boys went back
to bed, but he said no, he wanted to sleep with my spunk all
over him.

 Well, Jimmy and Terry's parents find me very helpful these
days. They never go in need of a baby sitter!