Date: Wed, 14 Jun 2017 05:40:47 +0200 (CEST)
From: arken@tutanota.com
Subject: Matty and John Mark part 3

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Babysitting Matty and John Mark part 3

"I want to call in my favor you promised me. No questions asked." He said
his tone resolute.

"Ok." I said my mind reeling with the implications of what I had actually
given this young boy, a blank check to do with what ever he wanted. Of
course I could always say no but I had more honor than that He had done
exactly what I had asked him to do and who was I to turn down any request
he made. Ok calm down I thought to myself he won't ask for anything crazy
just breathe and relax.

"I want you to treat me like you treat John Mark." He blurted out like the
words were going to make his mouth explode if he hadn't let them out at
that exact moment. As soon as the last word left his lips he face turned so
red I thought he may not have gotten the sentence out fast enough and his
head might still be in danger of exploding.

"I thought we talked about this Matty? I do treat you" and he cut me off
"No!" he stated without anger just certainty in his voice. "I want you to
do everything you do with John mark with me." He said looking at his feet.

Then it finally hit me like a train going a million miles an hour riding
rails of lightning, he was not just jealous of the way I treated John Mark
he actually wanted to experience it. But why? What was his game?

"Ok." I said. "But you're going to have to help me understand this and
understand what your asking of me so we are both on the same page. First
let me start by saying I will do as you ask but I want to know specifically
what you're asking me to do, specifically, and why." I sat down in the
recliner and looked him in the eye.

"I don't know... John is always so happy when you are here and you are
always smiling when he is sitting on your lap and.." he trailed off
gathering his thoughts. "I don't remember ever getting that kind of
attention and now all I ever get is you're old enough, you shouldn't need
help with that, you're a teenager now can't you do that yourself." He
explained starting to tear up.

I moved over to the couch and put my left arm around his shoulders and with
my right I pulled his chin up so he was once again looking me in the
eyes. His eyes were as blue as the azure sky, god they were gorgeous. "We
can go about this one of two ways." I told him my mind and my lower mind
exploding with the possibilities of where this might lead our relationship
for good or bad. "We can just hang out on the couch and watch a few movies
just like we are right now or option number two you can be John Mark
tonight and I will treat you exactly as I do him." As I finished my
sentence his eyes lit and started shaking his head vigorously, "But! If you
choose option number two then you must be all in there will be no stopping
half way through you must be completely on board." I told him.

"I do. I do. And I am. Option 2" He smiled so big it seemed to take up his
whole face. He wiped his eyes and hugged me so tight I had flashbacks of
John from the night before. I could not believe my luck; this was going to
be a great evening I thought.

"Alright let's get this evening started. Movie and dinner, what do we want
to do?" I asked him. He looked thoughtful for a moment then he made up his
mind.

"Lets order a pizza and watch Dr. Strange." He said.

"You get the movie ready and I will order the pizza." I told him

The pizza showed up about thirty minutes later, we both ate a few slices
before we went into the living room for the movie. I sat down in the
recliner and Matty came and stood in front of me with an uncertain look on
his face. I patted my lap, he grinned and sat down. We both adjusted
ourselves so we were as comfortable as we could be. I started to get hard
almost immediately just enjoying the closeness of the whole situation. I
pulled him into me wrapping my arms around his belly. We sat there both of
us more focused on each other than actually watching the movie, about ten
minutes in he slowly laid his hands on top of mine. I slowly took each of
his hands into each one of mine my left studying his left and my right
studying his right, slowly intertwining our fingers. His hands were so
soft; they were so much like his brothers just a little larger. This made
us both relax and he melted into me, tension just ran off in buckets and
left us in a state of utter bliss. I adjusted myself once or twice so I
could get a little better look at our current situation; there we were his
head on my shoulder, perfect hair inches away from my face. I inhaled and
got a nose full of young boy musk mixed with a subtle scent of shampoo, it
was intoxicating. Looking down on him he seemed so relaxed, yet I could
almost swear the he was hard in his cute little kaki shorts, but I didn't
want to push my luck by staring too long so I turned my attention back to
the movie. The movie was over before we both wanted it to be so I let go of
his hands and made to stand up.

"That was awesome." He said not even looking at me. What now? He asked

"Well now is bath time and if you still feel like it after we can watch
another movie." I said

His face reddened again, so I took the opportunity and grabbed his hand
leading him to the bathroom before he had a chance to change his mind. My
conscience getting the better of me I turned to him and knelt done on one
knee so we were eye to eye. "This is your chance." I told him. "You want to
change your mind now?" he steeled himself and shook his head no. I smiled
at him stood up and lead him to the bathroom.

We walked in together him slightly in front of me, I turned and closed the
bathroom door and locked it, just in case. I moved around him and sat on
the toilet lid and looked at him. God he was so cute and innocent looking
all in that moment I just wanted to hold him close and never let him go,
ever. I reached out and took his hand and drew him to me spreading my legs
so he was standing between them just like I had done with his younger
brother. I reached up and took a hold of the bottom of his shirt and
started lifting upwards, not knowing what to do he just stood there. "Lift
your arms." I said in what I hoped was a reassuring tone. He did and I
lifted his shirt over his head, I balled it up and brought it too my face
inhaling deeply taking in all I could of his scent. I dropped it on the
floor and looked up at him grinning

"You stink. I don't think you washed very well at the pool today." I said
in a slightly mocking tone hoping I was hiding how much I was enjoying this
game of ours he had started. He only smiled still standing there like a
lost puppy so I continued and reached for his belt. I was having a hard
time with my trembling hands trying to undo his belt buckle but I finally
was able to undo buckle and moved on to the button on his shorts. One
simple move, a metal button sliding through the cloth loop of the shorts
and they dropped to the floor leaving me staring at a beautiful boy package
covered in the most beautiful purple boxer briefs. I'm not sure how long I
sat there drooling and ogling his beautiful package wrapped up perfectly in
that purple wrapping paper, but I was finally snapped out of my worship
when Matty spoke.

"Aiden? Are you ok?" he asked with more than a little concern in his voice.

"Yeah Matty, I'm great. I just want you to know how handsome you are. I was
just enjoying the view." I said. With that he blushed a little and for the
first time I took him in completely. From top to bottom he stood no more
than 4 feet tall, not a bit of fat on him, his shaggy red hair covering his
eyes ever so slightly, and that being the only hair that I could see on his
body, silky smooth from his nose to his feet. Again I pulled myself out of
my worship and reached for the waist band of his underwear. No sooner hand
my hands touched it, his hands were on mine, with a worried look on his
face. I gave him a reassuring look and pulled down on the purple garment
leaning forward to follow it all the way down to the floor where he stepped
out of it one cute foot at a time. As my gaze made its way up his sculpted
legs I arrived at what I had been only imagining about up to this point. If
rainbows shot out of his underwear drawer, it was nothing compared to the
chorus of angels that were singing when I took in the sight of a mostly
hard 4 inch cut masterpiece that belonged to him. He was perfect in every
way and right now he was mine.

I stood making him take a small step back, I reached over and turned the
bath water on and closed the drain. He leaned in and took a smell of me as
I was setting the water temperature at the tap and it kind of caught me off
guard.

"You stink too." He said with a sly grin on his face. "I think you need a
bath too."

Knowing how hard I was and not wanting to scare him away at this point I
politely declined. "I think I'm alright for now, and besides tonight is all
about you." I said.

With that I took his hand and like a gentleman escorting his lady led my
little treasure into the bath he stepped in and sat down in the hot
water. I wet his hair, added some shampoo and started massaging his
scalp. He closed his eyes and started rolling his head in time with my own
movements enjoying the good sensations I was giving to him, a small moan of
pleasure even escaped his mouth every once and a while. I rinsed off my
hands in his bath water and grabbed a wash cloth and a bar of soap. Once
the cloth was sufficiently soapy I started with his neck rubbing back and
forth again making him close his eyes, making him let out long sighs and
swaying as I moved back and forth across his back. While he was enjoying
the moment I took time to enjoy it myself looking down through the
partially clear water to take in the view of his hard cock. By this time he
was completely hard, standing a proud 4.5 inches, and it made me glad that
I could make him this happy. I collected myself again, god I do tend to
drift off, and started to wash his chest, his smooth pectorals, smooth abs,
and belly button.

"Ok time to stand up gotta wash the legs." I announced to him. His fog
addled mind aroused itself and he began to panic noticing that he was hard
and started to look around for anything to save himself with. I grabbed his
chin and again and brought those piercing blue eyes to mine. "Its ok I
soothed we are both men I have seen it before right?" He visibly relaxed
although I could tell he was still extremely self conscious about it but he
stood up anyway. "Good." I said plainly and continued my washing. As I had
done with this brother I skipped the middle section and washed his legs. As
I expected there was not a hair to be found anywhere except on his head, I
finished washing his legs and looked up at him.

"Well we have gone this far." He said. "Might as well go for the whole kit
and caboodle." He said wiggling his hips seductively.

"Are you sure?" I asked not doubting his commitment but mine.

He just nodded so I proceeded, deciding to save the best for last I grabbed
his waist and turned him around and was immediately presented with two
beautiful boy globes. Again not wanting to freak him out I kept my
composure and washed the outside of both globes, gently parted them with
the wash cloth and slid it down between the spreading my hand a little to
hopefully graze his unseen rosebud. I must have succeeded because I got a
slight squee of excitement out of him. He turned and grinned at me "Hey
hands off the goods." He said with a little giggle. I raised my hands in
mock surrender and he turned his front toward me again for the final part
of our game. I rinsed the wash cloth in the water and soaped it up again
not wanting to mix my fun. I started with his smooth testicles and washed
them, slowly rolling them in the cloth, I moved up to the base of his cock
and washed there and finally laid the cloth over his hard member letting it
hang and drip for a moment. I wrapped my hand around the cloth which in
turn wrapped the cloth around his throbbing hard dick. I slowly "washed"
his dick moving the cloth up and down the shaft no more than two strokes in
he shuddered and moaned loudly almost loosing his footing but I reached up
and steadied him letting him enjoy the new feeling that were coming to
him. He slowly opened his eyes grinning at me. "No one has ever made me
feel this way before." He said.

"Did you like it?" I asked more than a little nervous.

"Yes." He said

We finished his bath by rinsing him off with the shower head, my hands once
again sliding all over his body for one more trip getting to know every bit
of him as quickly as I could. I turned off the shower and grabbed a towel
holding it open for him to step into. He did and I started drying him from
his head down to his toes. I draped the towel over his shoulders and
grabbed him by the hand again pulling him out of the bathroom, toward his
bed room, leaving his clothes on the floor for me to enjoy later. We
reached his bed room and I let go of his hand, leaving him standing in the
middle of his room, with nothing on but a towel. I walked over to his
dresser and pulled out a t-shirt and a pair of basketball shorts and tossed
them to him an idea coming to me as I reached for his underwear drawer.

"What no underwear?" He asked starting to get dressed.

I walked over to John Mark's dresser and pulled out a pair of Goodnites
tossing them to him. Matty caught them but dropped everything else when he
saw something other than underwear being thrown at him. He held them up and
looked at me giving me an incredulous look. "You said you wanted to be
treated like John Mark." I said with a hint of grim satisfaction, He only
smiled and threw the Goodnite back at me saying "Your right. I did." As he
went and stood in front of his little brothers bed waiting for me to come
and dress him. God I loved this game.

I walked over and sat down on the bed in front of him, taking in the breath
taking view of the idol in front of me. I looked down and opened the
Goodnite so he could step into it. On foot at a time he did and I slowly
pulled it up his smooth legs finally up to the top covering his magnificent
boy hood. I reached down and grabbed the shirt I picked out for him and put
it on him. I stood up and met his eyes again, "Do we want to watch another
movie?" I asked.

"Yeah but you pick this time." He said.

We held hands as we walked back to the living room, we sat down in the
recliner and I put something on Netflix neither of us watching it as we
were both wrapped up in each other. We both melted back into each other him
sitting on top of me again wearing nothing but a t-shirt and a Goodnite.

"I have never had anyone treat me like this before." He said as he was
using his hands to play with my fingers. "And no one has ever made me feel
like you did tonight." He said his eyes going a little distant as he
remembered what we had done minutes ago.

"Matty I really like you and I really like doing stuff with you but I don't
want to take advantage of you. You are really young and I... Again he cut
me off but this time it was with his mouth, he was kissing me or at least
attempting to as well as any young teenager can I had not even seen him
turn and face me, But I stopped trying to speak and returned his kiss. We
kissed only for a minute a before I broke it off. "Matty are your sure?" I
asked

He took my hand and placed it on the front of his Goodnite, pressing it in
hard as he asked "You found the one I left for you didn't you?" he asked

My head spun with the implications of what he just said, left for me, was
he baiting me but just then he planted another kiss on my lips and I
started to feel a warmth growing under my hand. He was peeing in his
Goodnite.