Date: Mon, 15 Mar 1999 06:28:10 PST From: Star Child Subject: My Babysitter Chris My Babysitter Chris by: Star Child Sunday, March 14, 1999 Comments are gladly welcome. Star Child [StarChild12@hotmail.com] ------------ I have been sharing some of my sexual experiences with a friend lately and he suggested that I should write them down as stories. To the best of my recollection this is the first sexual encounter I ever had. To this day I remember my babysitter with love, and I cherish the times we had. Wherever you are Chris, thank you so much for opening my eyes back then to the joy of that little boy toy I had hanging between my legs. ------------- "Jason, come on out here for a minute." "Okay mom." I yelled back. I got up from the floor where I was playing with my hot wheel cars and went out into the living room. Sitting on the couch was the boy from next door. Well, I guess he wasn't really a boy, he must have been around 17 or so. "Chris here is going to babysit you tonight while we go bowling," my mom said. I looked over at Chris who was smiling at me. "What about Cindy?" I asked my mom. "She always watches me on Fridays." "Cindy couldn't make it tonight. So I asked Chris who agreed to watch you." "Okay." I replied as I went over to sit in the chair opposite Chris while my mom went back to her room to get ready with dad." "How you doing Jason?" Chris asked me. "Alright I guess." "I see you playing outside on your bike all the time. How old are you now anyways? About 8?" "In about 6 months I'll be 8" I told him. "Cool. So what do you and Cindy usually do on Friday nights?" Chris asked me. "I usually play with my toys and watch TV while she talks to all her friends on the phone." Chris started laughing when I told him about the telephone. He thought that was just like girls, always on the phone. We talked for about 15 minutes when my parents came out of the bedroom and prepared to leave. "Now I want you to behave and do everything Chris tells you to. You hear me?" My mom said to me. "I don't want to hear you cause Chris any problems." "I won't mom." Both my mom and dad gave me hugs and then left telling Chris that they would be back about 2 in the morning. "Alright little guy, what should we do now?" Chris asked me. "I don't know." I said. "I was playing with my cars before you came over." "Cool. Wanna show them to me." I told him okay as I got up and went back into my room with him following. "WOW!" He exclaimed. "Your room is so cool. I see you like Star Wars too." He was looking at my bed, which had Star Wars sheets and blanket. I also had a bunch of Star Wars models my dad helped me build sitting on my bookshelf and hanging from the ceiling. Anything to do with Star Wars I had to have. After he looked around my room a bit he got down on the floor with me and played with my hot wheels cars. It was fun having an adult to play cars with. He was making car engine sounds with me and we had drag races with them. Then we lined up 10 cars in a row and set up a ramp for a car to try and jump over the other cars. I liked hearing Chris laugh while we were playing. I started paying more attention to him. I had seen him going in and out of his apartment a lot of times but had never paid any attention to him. He was a lot bigger than me, his hair was about the same blonde as mine but my eyes I think were bluer than his were. While my hair was long - down to my shoulders - his was cut fairly close. We played for about an hour I guess when Chris said he wanted to watch TV. Chris sat down on the couch and turned the TV on while I went into the kitchen to get a glass of water. When I went back into the living room and was about to sit in the other chair Chris told me I could sit over there by him so I could see the TV better, so I went and sat by him. While watching TV I felt Chris put his hand on my back when I leaned forward to get a drink from my water, and rub my back. "Mmmm. That feels good." I said. "I love it when my dad rubs my back." "I'm glad." He said as he continued rubbing my back. It felt really good and I wanted it to feel better so I took off my T-shirt and looked back at him and smiled. He was staring at my tummy and chest with a smile on his face as I climbed up on the couch and lay down on my tummy with my head on his lap so I could see the TV. "There. Now you can rub my back better." I told him. I settled down and got comfortable while he rubbed my back during the entire show. Chris would rub his hand up and down the length of my back and then squeeze my neck and shoulder muscles. Then he would rub all the way down my spine. From my neck to the edge of my short pants. During commercials he would start tickling me. I was very ticklish and was afraid I was going to pee in my pants. I told him this but he continued tickling me even harder then before. I was laughing so hard that I did pee my pants. Chris finally stopped tickling me when he saw a big wet spot in my shorts. "Woops." He said with a big grin. "I guess you really did mean you were going to pee your pants." I started felling really bad and depressed that I made a mess in my pants when we were having a lot of fun and I began to cry. "Aww, don't cry Jason." He said to me as he put his arm around my shoulder. "I'm sorry I made you pee your pants. It's okay. Let's go get you cleaned up. It's time to get ready for bed anyway." I looked up at Chris and could tell he was being sincere and that he really didn't mean for that to happen. I wrapped my arms around his waist and gave him a hug. "It's okay Chris. I'm sorry I made a mess. I guess I'm just a baby." "No you aren't." Chris said as he held me out at arms length. "You are a sweet little boy and I am very lucky I got to babysit you tonight." I smiled up at him and said that I was glad he was able to babysit me too. We went into the bathroom and Chris started drawing a bath for me. When the water was filling in the tub Chris turned to me and got down on his knees to help take my wet clothes off. He reached out and unsnapped and unzipped my shorts lowering them to the floor. I reached out and put my hands on his shoulders to balance myself as I stepped out of them. He then took off my socks leaving me standing there in front of him in my wet underwear, which was about 2 inches from his face. He wrinkled up his nose and said "peeyoo" as he hooked his fingers into my underwear and lowered them down my legs and I stepped out of them also. I didn't pay attention to it but I guess the cool air on my wet peepee made it get hard for I noticed Chris stayed on his knees and was staring right at it. I smiled down at Chris when he finally looked up at me. "It's always doing that lately." I said. For it had been. For some reason every time I take my clothes off it gets hard. Especially in the morning when I wake up it's already been up before me. It is very hard to pee into the toilet with your thingy pointing at the ceiling instead of the toilet. "Yep. They do that all the time." Chris said to me. "Mines that way right now too." My eyes got real big and I looked at his pants and saw that there was a definite bulge to them and said "Really? Cool. I thought I was the only one that got them. I thought maybe something was wrong." "Nah. Your perfect." He said to me as I turned back to the tub and climbed in, easing myself down into the hot water. Chris stayed down on his knees and slid up closer to the tub. He looked at me in the tub and started laughing. "What are you laughing at?" I asked. Chris didn't tell me but he looked down at the water in front of me and I looked down too. The water was still filling the tub and it was up high enough that the top of my hard peepee was sticking out of the water and bouncing around like it was waving at us. I started laughing too. Chris took a cup from the side of the tub and poured water over my back and chest to get me all wet. When the tub was full enough he turned off the water. I played with my boat in the tub as Chris took a wash cloth and started to wash my back. He then took each of my arms and washed them down with the washcloth. Chris had me stand up in the tub and he washed my chest and tummy. Then he washed my legs and back up to my now soft peepee. He spent longer there then he did on the whole rest of me but I didn't mind, it felt real good. In fact my peepee got hard again real quick from his attention. "Well. Now you're all clean." He said as he got a towel and held it open for me to step into. Chris proceeded to rub me dry with the towel then wrapped me up in it. He grabbed the baby oil and told me to go back to my bedroom and he would put it on me. I laid the towel out on my bed and climbed up and lay on my tummy. I reached down and had to adjust my still hard peepee so I wasn't squishing it. For some reason it was staying hard along time tonight. It has never been this hard for so long before. But it did feel good. Chris poured some baby oil on his hands and rubbed it into my back starting at my neck and working down lower. He then slid down to my feet and rubbed oil into each of my toes causing me to giggle and squirm in ticklish delight. He rubbed his thumbs deep into the balls of my heels and it felt wonderful. I loved getting my feet rubbed by him, though he would occasionally tickle them. Chris moved back up along my legs and poured more baby oil onto them and over my butt. I felt it dribble down the crack of my butt. Chris said, "Woops." as he noticed me squirming from the slippery oil sliding down my crack. He rubbed the oil into my butt cheeks and ran a finger down my crack. When he touched my hole I about jammed his finger inside from lifting off the bed in shock. "Ouch." I said looking at him back over my shoulder. "Sorry Jason. I didn't mean to hurt you." He said. "It's okay. It just kinda surprised me is all." I lay back down so he could continue. Chris ran his hands back over my butt and over my legs again. I still had the tickly feeling from the oil on my hole and it looked like Chris wasn't going to get it now so I wiggled my butt around to get his attention to it. When I did this I noticed my peepee was extremely hard and very sensitive from rubbing on the towel. Chris placed his hands over my butt and again slid a finger down my crack. This time I was prepared for when it touched my hole and I didn't jump. I felt tremendous pleasure coming from my hole when he rubbed over it and felt it all the way through to my peepee that was just straining against the towel and bed. I guess I made a sound when he lingered on my hole with his finger because he smiled at me and said, "You like that huh?" To which I nodded my head yes. I never knew my butt could feel so good. Chris rubbed the oil into my crack real good and even put his finger barely inside my hole. He then continued lower and I felt him rub over my balls. I felt a great tingly sensation when he touched them and I swear my peepee got bigger underneath me. He rubbed the oil into them gently and then sat back. "Okay little guy. Roll over and I will do your front side." He said to me. I rolled over and was relieved to give my hard peepee some room. I looked down at it as I rolled over and it was pointing up at me. It was hard as a rock and was gently bouncing up and down. I looked over at Chris and he had a smile on his face and was looking right at it too. "It was real hard while you were rubbing my butt." I told Chris. "Why does it get so hard? And why is it bouncing?" I asked him. "It got real hard Jason because your body liked the rubbing I was doing to your bottom." He replied. "And it is bouncing up and down like that from your heart. "Here, put your hand on your neck." He said to me as he took my hand and put it on my neck. "Feel that pulsing? Now look down at your dick and you will see it bouncing at the same time as that pulse." I looked down and was amazed to see that everytime I felt a pulse in my neck my dick would bounce. "Cool." I said. Chris put some baby oil on his hands and rubbed it into my chest and under my arms making me giggle. He then ran it down my tummy and rubbed all around. I looked down to watch what he was doing for everytime he would get close to my peepee it would jump even harder. Chris looked up at me and asked me, "Wanna feel something really good?" "Yeah." I replied. He took the bottle of baby oil and held it upside down over my extremely hard peepee. He then squeezed the bottle and out squirted cold baby oil all over my young boy dick. I jumped from the coldness of it. I settled back down on the bed when I got used to the sensations of the wet baby oil on it. Chris then placed his fingers over my hard dick and rubbed the baby oil in. Again I pushed my butt off the bed from the most incredible feelings I had ever had. Chris just smiled at me and kept rubbing over my peepee as I settled once again to the bed. I laid back and enjoyed the feelings he was giving me. There was a tingling sensation from way down inside my body and my dick felt like it had an itch that I couldn't scratch. Chris' rubbing of it was making it feel better and better. He wrapped his first two fingers and thumb around my shaft and started rubbing up and down. The feeling in my lower body was getting stronger and I could hear my breathing getting faster, and could feel my hips thrashing around on the bed from Chris' rubbing of my dick. I tightly closed my eyes I couldn't believe the incredible feelings I was having. All of a sudden I couldn't take any more and I felt such joy coming from my dick. I was sure I was going to pass out from the wonderful feelings that were coming from my peepee but I didn't. My dick was pulsing all its own and was getting very sensitive as Chris slowed his rubbing. I didn't realize it but I was crying from the most intense pleasure my young body had ever had. I looked up at Chris and asked him, "What happened?" "You had an orgasm." He said. He noticed the puzzled expression I had on my face and continued. "When I rubbed your dick like that you felt the awesome sensation of an orgasm building up from your balls and exploding out the tip of your dick. If you were older you would have produced sperm. But that won't happen for a long time yet." "My peepee feels really sensitive now." I told him. "It will be for a little while then it will go back to normal. It takes a lot out of your young body to have an orgasm. But you can have more of them in a row than I can." He said. "Really?" I asked not quite believing him. "Yep." He said. "The older you get the more time you need to recharge." "Cool." I said. "I want to see you have one too." "Easy there young boy." He said to me. "There will be time enough for that later. Lets get you in your pajama's now and get you to bed." I told Chris where my pajamas were and he went and got them. He helped me put them on and then opened my bed for me to crawl inside. Chris tucked me in and I asked him to come lower and when he did I gave him a big hug. "Thanks, Chris." I said to him. "No problem, little guy. It was fun. But you got to make sure you don't tell anyone what I did for you. It could get me into a lot of trouble and I wouldn't be able to babysit you anymore." "Don't worry Chris. I won't tell anybody about it. Ever. I promise. I want you to watch me all the time." "I believe you, Jason. I would love to watch you every weekend too." He knelt down over me and kissed me on the forehead and I hugged him back. When he left my room I guess I was extremely tired for I fell asleep thinking about what I had just experienced. -------------------- That's the end of my first sexual experience. I hope you enjoyed it but I know I enjoyed it more back then :) Sorry I broke my promise to you Chris by telling people what we did, but hell that was along time ago now and I am sure you wouldn't mind. I really do thank you for that first orgasm you gave me and the many more that followed. If you readers out there are interested in some of the other stuff Chris showed me then write to me and I may write another story about those experiences also. Star Child StarChild12@hotmail.com p.s. If you want to read more about my sexual experiences when I was a little older, I described them in a story titled "Pre-Teen Play" in the Gay Male -- Young-Friends section of the Nifty Archives.