Date: Tue, 16 Jan 2001 20:30:23 EST
From: SW
Subject: Babysitting Teddy: Fun at Home, Fun at School"

    "MIKE!!!!" Aw shit...it was my mother. And I was just about to nurse this
aching hardon I had.
    "What?"
    "Ms. Robinson called. She's going away for the weekend...Friday to
Monday...and she wants to know if you could babysit Teddy."
    This is Great! I loved Teddy...he was cute, sweet, and very nice. He
always had a 10 year old hardon, but he had never jacked it off before. I
knew that for a fact; he told me everything from school, to girls, to
parents. I told my mother I'd love to and then I couldn't wait until
Friday...just two days away.

    I had just arrived at the Robinson's home and Ms. Robinson was just about
to leave. Teddy's brother was staying with friends, but Teddy really wanted
to stay at home, for reasons unknown to any of us. She ran through the
instructions for bed times etc, left information about him on the table,
kissed Ted goodbye, and left. He plopped down to watch some TV (at 10 years
old you have no homework) and I read through the instructions. There was
nothing really big about them; mostly how to work the microwave.
    That night, I put him down to bed, and decided to have a wank. I went
into his bathroom, lay down on the floor, took my 15 year old 8" uncut cock
out of my jeans, and began to stroke. My mind shifted to Teddy. blowing him,
him blowing me, fucking me, jacking off, anything and everything about him. I
came hard and long; it was wonderful.
    The next day, I took Teddy along to the playground. When I dressed him
that morning, I made sure to make his clothes extra tight. His pants were old
and worn out, and his shirt was a bit too small for him. With a 10 year old,
everything will give them a hardon, so I was very happy putting him on my
sholders and carrying him...making sure to have him bump up and down a bit so
his cock would get hard. Ahh success...I could feel his boycock pushing
against my head. I was in heaven.
    That night was like any other...I put him to bed, did some school work,
and watched some TV. At about midnight, he came downstairs crying. His pj's
were all wet and I figured that he had wet his bed. When I took him upstairs
to get him changed, loe and behold, he had not wet himself in the usual
manner of speaking; he had creamed himself. This display, and hte fact that I
cleaned him off in the bathtub, and dried him off, made me so increadibly
horney, I decided that after I got him all changed adn put into a clean bed,
that I would once again jack off. I didn't explain to him what it was;
instead I let him believe that he had pissed. It was his mother's job to do
the talking. On the way down the stairs, as i said, I was so horney, and so
hard, that I began to slowly rub the tent in my jeans. "Uh-oh" I thought as I
felt the familiar tightening in my balls. I knew I was about to cum, and I
turned to run into the bathroom, when I let my first string of jizz hit my
leg (I wasn't wearing underwear). I began to try to undo my pants, but the
zipper was stuck. I pulled at it with all my might desparate that I wouldn't
completely cream my pants. Too late. I came a total of 4 massive times. My
pants were soaked. I went downstairs where my bag was to change, but I
realized that I rather liked the wet feeling on my pants...in fact, it rather
turned me on.
    The rest of the weekend came and went without incident, but I slowly
started to let myself do things I otherwise never would. For example, I'd let
a little pee out into my pants before I'd use the toilet. I'd come the first
time in my pants, then let out my cock. I began to enjoy the wet feeling on
my cock.
    On Monday, I dropped Teddy off at school, and then went on to my school.
The morning classes were nothing much, but the class right after lunch was
health...Sex Ed. We were learning about the male reproductive system. If you
haven't already guessed, I'm gay, and watching a video on masturbation kinda
turned me on. I put my hand into my pocket and attempted to calm my growing
cock. The next class, I was really getting horney, and I knew I had to let it
out. I assessed the possibilities. I sat in the back of the room. I was
wearing a long sleaved shirt. I could ask to go to the bathroom and jack off
there, but that was too obvious..even my shirt couldn't hide this baby. So I
figured that I'd go with the lesser of two evils. I stuck my hand in my
pocket and began to jack off. I began slowly, and then went faster. I slowly
opened my fly, and took my cock which was down my leg, and very uncomfterably
brought the head so it was facing towards my face. I then jacked till I came.
I walked around the rest of the day, so happy I could barley breath. It felt
really good.
    I hadn't gone to the bathroom all that afternoon for the pure and simple
reason that I didn't want anyone to see my cum stained pants. What that meant
was that on the half an hour walk home, I really had to take a piss. I walked
off the road a bit, and decided to do my usual; piss a bit in my pants, stop
the flow, then whip it out and take a normal piss. Forgetting which pants I
was wearing (yes, the ones with the sticky zipper...made no better by the
previous cum), I began to piss. Now there is one thing that you must keep in
mind. It's not difficult to stop in the middle of a piss, but it is
extremily difficult to hold it after you have. So, I let a little out, and
then went to take out my cock. But the zipper stuck again. "Aww shit" I
thought to myself. What was there for me to do? I let a little more piss out.
Then a little more. A spot was starting to show on my pants. All of a sudden,
I couldn't hold it any more. I grunted, and pissed to all hell. As soon as I
was done, I began to get hard. Before I finished the walk home, I creamed my
pants.
    The rest of the week was somewhat like that as well. On Wednesday, Ms.
Robinson called again. She was going out again for the weekend, and would I
mind babysitting. Again it was just Teddy. I gladly accepted the invitation,
and decided that this time I'd bring extra clothes. I got to his house, and
his mother said that she had give him "The Talk" and so no other of those
instinces would occur. I was almost upset! As Ms. Robinson left, Teddy
changed the channel to Baywatch. I knew he was looking at the girls. As we
were watching, I saw that he was slowly rubbing his dick through his pants,
and it didn't take long for a tent to form. A few minutes later, he said he
had to go to the bathroom and sprinted out of the room. Because the bathroom
was attached to the TV room, I heard him groan, then 1, 2, 3 spurts into the
toilet. He flushed a bit later, and came out, kinda sweaty. Hearing all that
made me begin to get horney, and I slowly nursed my own manhood.
    About 10 minutes later, Teddy announced that he had to go to the bathroom
again. This time, I didn't buy it, noticing the extreme buldge in his pants;
it never occurred to me that he may actually have had to go to the bathroom.
I grabbed him, and pushed him down onto the couch. He frantically tried to
break away, but to no avail. He gave up on that and tried to undo his pants,
but I had his small arms in my hands. I don't know what was going through my
head, but I figured that it was about time he showed off his cream. Anyway, I
pinned him down with my hand on his stomach, and that must have released his
bladder, and he began to piss, all down his jeans, you could see exactally
where his cock and balls were in a pink outline. He really had to go too, and
he didn't hold back. When he was done, he had a massive hard on. I thought to
myself that he must like it too. All the better for me! Anyway, he kinda
blushed and went to go change, but I told him that he'd better do something
about the tent in his pants first. So he began to take out his cock, but I
stopped him. I put my hand on top of his sopping wet jeans and started to
rub. Because he had been jacking for maybe 5 days at this point, he had no
control. He lost it almost right away. I then stood up, unzipped my fly, and
took out my cock. I proceeded to piss all over him, followed a bit later by a
good cream. Needless to say, he began to enjoy all of this, and I took
matters into my own hand...or should I say....mouth.


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