Date: Wed, 14 Oct 2009 14:47:26 -0700 (PDT) From: Jimmy Thompson Subject: babysitting a show-off-4 Babysitting a Show-Off - 4 by Jimmy Thompson soxandboxersboy@yahoo.com Note: This chapter is a little different - it is a story within the story. I hope you like and as always I welcome e-mails if you want to say hello! Bobby was wearing his pajamas and tucked into bed with his babysitter, Jack, sitting on his bed. "Will you please tell me a story to help me sleep?" asked Bobby. "Sure," said Jack, kicking off his shoes and scooting closer to the boy. "I will tell you the story of a boy named Frankie..." began Jack. Frankie was a boy who had a magical power; he had the power to make other people do whatever he wanted Š a sort of a mind control something like hypnosis. He first realized his powers one day sitting in class at school. He was bored and watching a boy in class he liked. Franking started thinking that he wished the boy would take off his shoes so he could see his socked feet. The next thing Frankie knew, the boy popped off his shoes and wiggled his toes in his gray school socks. Frankie at first thought it was just a coincidence. The next thing Frankie thought was that he wished the boy would kick his shoes farther away. To his surprise, the boy gave his school dress shoes a kick, sliding them several feet away. Now Frankie was amazed and also excited! He continued to watch the boy, now thinking that he wished he would unbutton and unzip his pants. Sure enough, the boy reached down under the desk and nonchalantly undid the front of his school uniform pants. Now Frankie was certain he was controlling the boyÕs thoughts, and he couldnÕt believe it! So then Frankie thought that he wished the boy would take his trousers all the way off and kick them away, and the boy did just that, pulling down his pants, pulling them off, and giving them a kick. He was now sitting in class in just his shirt, white underpants and socks. Frankie couldnÕt figure out how he was able to do this. Finally Frankie thought to himself that he wished the boy would rub his wiener through his underpants, and just as he thought it, the boy began to do it. Soon the boy was hard and fondling his boner through his undies. Frankie kept thinking about it as the boy continued to do it. Soon the boy had a blank expression on his face and was breathing heavy and even moaning a little bit as he masturbated under his desk. He seemed almost oblivious to the boys around him, almost as if he were at home jacking off by himself. Now the boys around him noticed and were snickering and whispering to each other about it. Of course Frankie could not control himself and had to masturbate through his school trousers as he watched the other boy strip and jack off. He was now concentrating only on the other boy and rubbing his own boner faster and faster through his trousers. Just as Frankie was thinking he wished the boy would cream his underpants, the boy grunted a few times and shot his sperm into his underwear. Now the boys around him really snickered, yet he remained oblivious as he came in his underwear at his desk sitting in class. Afterward the boy just sat there with a wet stain on the front of his undies. Meanwhile, seeing the boy cum, Frankie shot his own load in his underpants. When the bell rang, the boy stood up and began to leave the room still in his underwear and socks. Another boy stopped him and pointed this out, and the boy suddenly became aware that he was half naked. He panicked, using his books to try to cover his underpants. He ran around looking for his trousers and shoes as all the boys in class laughed. Frankie couldnÕt believe what had happened, and wondered how it had been possible. "Are you enjoying the story?" asked Jack, pausing for a moment. He knew the answer since the boy's hand had been moving faster and faster back and forth under the covers. "Oh yeah, keep telling me more!" said Bobby, frantically masturbating under his sheet and blanket. Jack continued... The next time FrankieÕs powers appeared was one day in church. As the service began, Frankie watched an altar boy come down the aisle carrying a long candle. Frankie thought it was be great to see the boy walk out of his loafers, and just as he thought it, the boy walked right out of his shoes, leaving them behind and walking up to the altar in his bright red socks. Then during the service Frankie was thinking about how funny it would be if the boyÕs clothes began to fall apart under his robe. Just then a white sleeve fell from under the boyÕs robe, landing on the floor. As the boy continued to move to help the minister carry out parts of the service, another part of his clothes would fall, such as his pant leg, or his tie, or more of his shirt. The boy seemed not to notice as his clothes fell from under his robe, landing on the floor. He left them all behind and made no attempt to pick anything back up. Finally as the service continued, Frankie wondered what would happen if the boyÕs robe fell apart. Suddenly the fabric tore apart and fell from the boyÕs body, landing on the floor and leaving the boy wearing nothing but his red socks an pair of cartoon underpants. The boy seemed to have no idea he was standing in front of the church in his underwear. Of course everyone noticed and tried to suppress a laugh, although many giggles were heard. By now Frankie was hard as a rock and had started rubbing himself through his pants as he watched the boy walk around performing his duties in his socks and undies. When the service ended, Frankie watched the boy walk back down the aisle in his underwear, and as he passed by, Frankie shot a load into his pants. The boy remained completely unaware that he had lost his clothing until he had left the main part of the church and the other altar boy told him. "Still enjoying it?" asked Jack. He noticed that Bobby had taken off his pajamas during the last part of the story. He unbuttoned and pulled off the top, then reached under the covers to pull down his pajama bottoms. "Oh yeah, please keep going!" pleaded Bobby, now naked and masturbating faster under his blanket. Jack continued... Frankie wondered how far his power would go. The next time he tried was when his father took him to a nice restaurant. From where he sat, Frankie could see two brothers sitting with their father at a table nearby. Frankie began to think that it would be great to see one of the boys undress his brother under the table. No sooner had he thought that, when one boy discretely slid under the table. He pulled off his brotherÕs shoes, then reached up, undid his pants, and yanked them down and off. Then the boy slid back into his seat. Frankie thought about seeing the other brother do the same, and suddenly the other boy slid under the table and likewise pulled the shoes and pants off of his brother. Naturally Frankie was masturbating, and this time he unzipped his pants and pulled it out, right there under the table. Next Frankie thought about the first brother now getting under the table to play with his brotherÕs boner. The next thing he knew, the first boy quietly slid under the table. Frankie thought to himself that he should suck on his brotherÕs hard cock, and the boy leaned forward, too his brotherÕs dick in his mouth and began to suck on the boner. Frankie sat openly jacking off as he watched the boy give his brother a blowjob. The waiter came by and caught Frankie with his boner out of his pants masturbating, then he looked over to see the boy on the floor under the table sucking his brotherÕs dick. The waiter smiled and moved to a spot in the restaurant where he could see under both tables. The brother sitting at the table stiffened, let out a little noise, and shot his load while his brother licked up every drop. Afterward the boy slid back into his seat. Still jacking off, Frankie thought about the second boy doing the same, and soon he slid under the table, taking his brotherÕs cock into his mouth. Frankie continued to jack off as he watched the second boy give his brother a blow job. When the brother let out a small moan and shot his load, his brother sucked up all of the cum and returned to his seat. The brothersÕ father, busy with his newspaper, had not noticed any of the goings on. He soon finished reading and told his sons it was time to leave. He got up from the table and his two sons got up behind him, both boys still in underwear and socks. The boys seemed unaware that they were only half dressed, and they followed their father out of the restaurant in their underwear, leaving their pants and shoes behind. It was seeing this that finally made Frankie lose control and shoot cum all over his own lap. "Keep going!" said Bobby. During the last part of the story Jack had moved closer to the boy so that as he jacked himself, he rubbed up against Jack's boner trapped in his pants. He pulled the boy even closer and continued... Frankie took his power even further when he went to the movies. Frankie sat down and saw a cute boy sit near him. He thought to himself that he wanted the boy to sit next to him, and sure enough he got up and took the seat next to Frankie. When the lights dimmed and the movie started, Frankie wished he could see the boy take off his shirt. Immediately the boy reached down, unbuttoned his shirt, pulled it off, and tossed it into the row in front of them. Then Frankie thought about the boy putting his feet up on the chair in front of him and letting his sneakers drop off. The boy did just that, propping up his feet, letting his sneaks dangle, then slowly fall off his feet, landing in the row in front of them. Soon after Frankie was thinking about how he would like to see the boy next to him take off his jeans, and instantly the boy unzipped them, pushed them down, and let them slid off his feet onto the seats in front of him as well. The boy was now down to his tightie whities and white ankle socks, and Frankie was getting very excited. Without realizing it, Frankie started to think about what it would be like to be stripped in the movie theater by the boy next to him. In an instant the boy's hands were on him, pulling off his shirt, his shoes, and his pants, and tossing away his clothes. When Frankie wondered what it would be like to kiss the boy, he felt his lips come into contact with his own, and soon the boys were making out as they sat in the movie theater in their underpants. Frankie knew there were other boys sitting around them. He thought about them masturbating at the sight of the two kissing, and soon he heard the sounds of zippers unzipping. Soon all of the boys around them were leaning forward, watching the boys make out, all with their boners in hand jacking off. Frankie slid his hand down and found the boy's hard cock and slid it above the elastic waistband of his briefs so he could fondle it. Frankie wondered how it would feel to have the boy touching his cock, and then he felt the boy's hand slide inside his own briefs, find his dick, pull it out, and begin to stroke him up and down. Frankie couldn't believe how excited he was to be sitting with a cute boy, both in underpants, kissing and playing with each other's boners. And even better, having boys around them watch and masturbate at the same time. Soon Frankie felt the boy's cock twitch as he was nearing orgasm, and Frankie felt his own dick quivering from the anticipation. Both boys came at the same time, still kissing each other, their dicks pumping semen all over each other. Their boners pulsed and shot loads of cum as the boys around them watched, many also cumming, shooting onto the already sticky floor. After they both had shot their load, the boy next to Frankie seemed to suddenly realize what he was doing. He jumped up, then panicked when he looked down to find himself wearing only underwear and socks. He let out a yelp and tried to cover himself with his hands. He looked around but could not spot his clothes. He yelped again and ran out of the movie theater in just his underpants, trying uselessly to cover himself as he did. Frankie watched the boy run out, then began to wonder what some of the other boys looked like undressed. "Ohhhh....ungggggggg....ohhhhhh," moaned Bobby as he came all over himself and his sheets. At the same time, Jack shot his load inside his pants, the friction from the boy's masturbation getting him off. "Is that the end?" asked Bobby. "For now," answered Jack, "it's your bedtime." He gave the boy a kiss and turned out the light, saying "Goodnight" as he left the boy's room.