Date: Sun, 25 Oct 2015 16:11:08 +0000 (UTC) From: Matt Parker Subject: Mike and the Babysitter / Chapter 9 Disclaimer: All characters that appear in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. Some characters in this ongoing story may be under the age of 18. If this offends you or if you or if you yourself are not of legal age to read this story, I suggest you move on. Please donate to Nifty if you are able! http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html Note from the Author: Thank you all for your patience while I wrote this long overdue next chapter. I hope you're ready for what comes next... I am eager to hear your thoughts on this latest installment! Mike and the Babysitter Chapter 9 - Tension The following Saturday, my parents had theatre tickets so they made arrangements for Nate to babysit me. That afternoon, Jared's mom called the apartment to talk to my mom. She and Jared's dad were going to a cocktail party and their sitter canceled last minute so she was wondering if Jared could come over here instead. My mom told her I was going to be home with my babysitter tonight, but that she would call him and find out if he was willing to watch Jared as well. My mom called Nate and I could tell he was agreeing to do it. My mom told me Nate would come over around 6:00pm and that she and my father would head out. They said to expect Jared's parents to drop him off around 6:15pm. Nate arrived on time and I was both excited and nervous to see him. The last time we had seen each other was awkward to say the least, but I held out hope that would be an isolated incident. Nate and I greeted each other with pleasantries while my parents got ready to leave the apartment. As soon as they had left, we let our guards down a bit. We sat down in the living room and Nate moved in to kiss me. His lips were soft against my own and I enjoyed the gentile way he embraced me. "I wanted to make sure I got that kiss in before your friend gets here," Nate said. "Good idea," I replied as I flashed Nate a smile. "Listen, I wanted to apologize for my behavior the other night. I do really like you Mike. I think you're a very special guy, but I know we are in very different places in our lives. That's why I don't want you to think I'm forcing anything, especially with me being your babysitter and all! So I want you to know that I'm happy with things as they are now," he explained. "Thanks Nate. To be honest, I was a little nervous about seeing you tonight. It all got really awkward for me when I was leaving your apartment last weekend," I confessed. "I knew that. I could tell at the time and then the fact we texted less this week definitely made me realize I owed you and apology and an explanation. I just want things between us to go back to the way they were before last Friday," he said. "Well apology accepted," I replied, leaning in to kiss Nate again. "So how was your sleepover with Jared?" Nate inquired. "It was interesting," I replied. "How so? Did you guys fool around or something?" he asked jokingly. At first I was unsure of how to answer so I remained completely silent. Nate continued, "Wait... Did you guys actually fool around?" "Kinda" I said awkwardly. I did not want to lie to Nate. "Define kinda," he retorted. "We just jerked each other off and gave each other a little head," I said softly. "Well isn't that special," he grunted. "Are you mad or something?" I said. "Mad? No. Jealous? Yes," he blurted out. Suddenly we were interrupted by the doorbell. I was relieved Jared's arrival had put a sudden end to the tense conversation Nate and I were having, but I knew he would bring it up again at some point. Though some would be flattered by such jealousy, it felt to me as if Nate was being overly possessive and I didn't like it. I got up off the couch and ran to open the door to let Jared in. He and his mother stood in the doorway and she quickly began speaking. "Hi Mike! How are you? Oh, you must be Nathan. Thank you so much for agreeing to watch Jared." "My pleasure Mrs. Cooper. When can I expect you back?" Nate asked politely. "Before nine," she answered. "You'll still be here then?" "Yes, I'm here until 11:30 or midnight," he said. "Great! See you later boys and thanks again!" she said before turning to leave. I looked on as Nate and Jared introduced themselves to one another. "Hi Jared, I'm Nathan, but Mike likes to call me Nate. You can use either one," he said. "Nice to meet you," Jared said shaking Nate's hand. I was still feeling weird about the conversation Nate and I were having when Jared showed up so I quickly blurted out, "Jared, let's go hang out in my room." We walked down the hallway and into my bedroom. After we entered, I closed the door behind us and he and I started talking. Within a few moments, Nate opened the door and walked into the room without knocking. "Let's leave this door open," Nate said. "Why? We close the door all the time when my parents are home," I stated. "Well while I'm in charge, it's gonna stay open," Nate replied before leaving the room. "Sheesh, Nathan is kinda strict for a young guy," Jared whispered. "I don't know what's going on with him. He's normally pretty chill," I said. Secretly, I couldn't help but to suspect the real reason Nate didn't want the door closed was because he feared Jared and I might fool around again. This way he could not only make sure that didn't happen, but also hear our entire conversation. I decided to put on some music to try and make it harder for Nate to eavesdrop on us. I had seen Jared at school all week where we had discussed a whole slew topics. What happened during our sleepover the weekend before was not one of them. Now that we were being forced to keep the door open, I knew it wouldn't come up tonight either. We hung out in my room until it was time to eat dinner. Nate seemed to have calmed down a bit by this point and we sat around the table eating pasta and talking as a group. After dinner we decided to all watch TV in my living room until Jared's parents got here to pick him up. After Jared left, I decided to confront Nate. "Why were you such an asshole earlier?" "Excuse me?" he said, sounding shocked at my accusation. "You heard me," I said, holding my ground. "What was I an asshole about?" he asked. "Leaving the door open!" I said. "You had just told me that you guys sucked each other off last weekend. It would have been irresponsible for me to let that happen again on my watch," he replied. "You had just told me you were jealous. Did that not have anything to do with it?" I fired back. "Selfishly it may have played a part, but mostly I was just trying to do my job. Besides, I'm allowed to feel jealous!" he defended. "Well I don't like this jealous side of you and I definitely don't like fighting with you!" I screamed before turning to walk away from him. Nate came after me and wrapped his arms around me from behind, "Mike, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to cause another rift. I don't like being the jealous type, but I just am." "Nate, I like you too, but I'm still figuring so much out. This is all really hard and confusing for me. Try and put yourself in my shoes for a minute," I said. "I don't think they'd fit," he joked and I laughed a little. "Rockstar, look at me," he requested. I did has he said and turned around to face him. "You make act all types of crazy, but I promise gonna try harder to keep my cool." "You better," I said before giving him a kiss. "You know we still have a couple hours till your parents get home," Nate said with a wink and a grin. "I know. Do you think all your good behavior tonight has earned you something?" I said sarcastically. "No, but I think my bad behavior has," Nate said as he began stripping his clothes off in front of me. As frustrated as I had been, I couldn't resist what would inevitably happen. Carnal desire was about to win and I was okay with that. "Damn you look hot," I said observing Nate standing there in front of me butt naked. I kept watching as his dick grew into a full erection right before my eyes. "I brought you a little something," Nate said reaching into his tote and handing me a plastic bag. I opened up the bag and pulled out a large bottle of lube. "For whenever I come over or whenever you're jerking off." "Thanks," I said with a grin. Nate walked over to my bed and positioned himself so that he was ready for me. I could tell I was already hard so I began to remove all of my clothing and freed my erection from inside my pants. "Fuck yes rockstar! Bring that dick over here," Nate said. I walked towards my bed and he sat up a bit. He grabbed my dick, gave it a couple wet kisses and then sucked it for a minute or two. Then Nate promptly leaned back and spread his legs apart. I knew he was ready to get fucked. I simultaneously lubed up my rock hard dick and his hole. Then, I stood at the edge of the bed and pressed the head of my penis against him. Slowly his hole started to open up with ease, as if to receive a familiar visitor. Nate and I moaned softly as I entered him one inch at a time. Finally, I came to rest a moment when my entire shaft was inside of him and my balls were pressed against his ass. After allowing a Nate to receive my dick slowly and then pausing for brief moment to hold my dick all the way inside of him, I decided it was time to go for it. I went from zero to 100, so to speak, and began thrusting in and out at full speed. All my thrusts were long and they all went in deep. Occasionally, I'd pull my dick out too far and the head would slip out from inside Nate's ass. This would allow me an opportunity to reposition it and then ram the whole thing back in as I pleased. Nate moaned loudly throughout all of this. He also let out more than his usual fair share of sex words: 'Fuck yes!' 'Goddamn!' 'Mmmm yeah!' 'Shit!' 'Uhhhhhhh!' 'Fuck!' As I continued to fuck Nate, I slid my left hand up his chest until it reached his throat. I tightened my grip around it and began to choke him a little. He smiled approvingly and I could tell he liked it. As I did this, I watched Nate reach for his own dick and start to jerk himself off. "You like that?" I asked. "Fuck yeah," he responded enthusiastically. I continued fucking him as hard as I possibly could and began to feel the faint sensation of my orgasm drawing nearer. It was still in its early stages and unless I slowed down, it would only be two or three minutes until I exploded. I wasn't in the mood to slow down and I had no desire to make it last any longer tonight. I wanted to pummel Nate until the very end, so I decided to keep going at full speed. I noticed Nate begin to slow up on jerking himself off and I said, "Don't." "But I'm getting close," he explained. "Good! I'm getting close too," I responded. "Fuck yeah! You gonna give me that load rockstar?" he exclaimed. "You know it," I confirmed. I continued pounding Nate's ass about a minute longer until I knew the arrival of my warm load was imminent. Sure enough, it came and I cried out, "Uhhhhhhhhhhhh Aaaaahhhhhhhh FUUUUUUUUCK!" as I filled Nate's ass with my cum. "Ohhhhhhhh FUCK!" Nate blurted out as he began to fire his load all over his chest. "Damn that was hot," I said with a grin. "Fuck yeah it was! You rockstar!" Nate said with a wink.