Date: Mon, 10 Oct 2022 14:30:56 +0000 (UTC)
From: Titan Hoop Club <titanhoopclub@yahoo.com>
Subject: Quarterback Babysitter

This is a work of gay fiction.  None of the characters or scenarios ever
existed.  If you are offended by teenage boys in gay sexual situations,
please read no further.

(Gay Athletics)

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12-year-old Timmy Johnson had known 17-year-old neighbor, Jon Brenner all
of his life.  Timmy hoped to one day emulate Jon, who seemed to have it
all.

A senior quarterback on the local high school football team, Jon had led
the Warriors to a successful 8-2 season.  Blonde, muscular, and movie
star handsome, Jon had escorted the eventual Homecoming Queen to the big
dance, despite suffering bruised ribs in the game the night before.

Timmy could best be described as a cute preteen boy.  With sandy brown
hair and a wiry physique, Timmy was still along way away from looking
like a man.

Jon had always been kind to Timmy.  Sometimes it was a simple hello.
Sometimes he would toss the football with the youngster.  Being on a
first name basis with Jon Brenner gave Timmy elevated status among his
6th grade peers.

Some would say that Timmy had deep admiration for Jon.  Others would
describe it as a boy crush.  As Timmy laid in his bed late at night, he
would sometimes fantasize about Jon.  A favorite mental scene was Jon
emerging from a swimming pool, glistening wet, with his ample package
wrapped tightly in an extra small speedo bathing suit.  Timmy would
masturbate again and again to thoughts of his sexy neighbor.

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It was now the early summer.  Jon had just graduated from high school and
Timmy was preparing to enter junior high school as a 7th grader.

Jon had been a good quarterback, but perhaps not a great one.  Despite
sending out carefully edited game film to coaches all over the country,
Jon had received no scholarship offers.  At 5'11", he was told that he
wasn't tall enough to be a drop back college passer.  He had been
accepted to State U, however, and planned to try to walk on to the
football team.

Timmy had recently broken his right wrist in a bicycle accident.  Encased
in a cast, his dominant right hand was virtually useless, and he needed
help even buttoning and unbuttoning his shirt.

One night Timmy's mother received a call that her favorite aunt had
passed away suddenly.  She and her husband quickly made plans to attend
the funeral.  It was agreed that it was best not to put Timmy through all
of that grieving at only 12-years-old, so if they could find a
responsible babysitter Timmy would stay home.

As Timmy's mother began to rattle off potential babysitters, Timmy's
father mentioned that they were all female and mainly under 25.  With
Timmy unable to dress himself or even bathe himself without assistance,
it might end up being a traumatic and humiliating experience for a boy
entering puberty.

It was Timmy who spoke up.  What about Jon?  Neither parent had ever
thought of Jon as a potential babysitter, but he certainly was
responsible, liked Timmy, and he checked off all of the other boxes.
Besides, if Jon ran into anything he couldn't handle, his own parents
were only three houses away.  It all seemed perfect.  But would Jon be
willing to do it?

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Timmy's mother made a phone call to Jon's mother to discuss the idea with
her.  As it was only for three days, she certainly had no objections, but
she said that she couldn't speak for Jon.  As he was home at the time, it
was suggested that Timmy's mother come over right now and discuss it with
him.

Timmy's mother offered a very generous fee for the 17-year-old to stay at
her house and keep an eye on her young son for three days.  Jon quickly
accepted.  He needed every penny that he could scrape up before heading
off to State U.

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Jon walked over as Timmy's parents were preparing to drive off.  Timmy's
mother had stocked the refrigerator to the gills.  She wisely thought
that would make the two teenagers happiest.

Sitting next to Timmy on the couch as he watched baseball on TV, Jon put
his arm around the young boy and reassured him that they would have a fun
three days together.

Jon lifted Timmy's wrist with the cast and examined it.  He then regaled
the 12-year-old with stories of his own football injuries before Jon
absently dropped Timmy's hand in his lap.  Timmy's whole body began to
tingle, and he pretended not to notice that his injured hand was resting
in Jon's crotch.

As it was summer, Jon was wearing a "sun's out, guns out" tank top and a
thin pair of athletic shorts.  It was apparent to Timmy that Jon wasn't
wearing any underwear, and his impressive manhood was outlined in the
shorts.  Unfortunately, with the cast encasing most of his hand, Timmy
could feel anything.

Jon stood up to grab the TV remote control, and Timmy's few seconds in
heaven were broken.

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The afternoon went off uneventfully and the two boys threw together
whatever they could scrounge out of the refrigerator for dinner.
Eventually Jon announced that it was getting late.  Timmy reminded Jon
that he always showered before bed, but since he couldn't get his cast
wet, he had been using his parents' bathtub and keeping his arm outside.

Jon had experience with casts and knew how to wrap them in plastic wrap
to keep them dry.  He told Timmy to go upstairs and start undressing, and
that he would be up there in a minute.

Timmy had no trouble pulling the t-shirt over his head and was even able
to awkwardly unzip his jeans with his left hand.  Dressed only in a pair
of boxer shorts, Timmy prayed that he wouldn't suddenly get a hard-on in
front of Jon.  Timmy was at that awkward stage of puberty where even a
gust of wind could cause an embarrassing, unwanted erection.

Timmy turned on the water and sat at the edge of the tub waiting for
Jon.  Jon arrived seconds later with a large roll of plastic wrap and
some athletic tape.  Jon skillfully wrapped Timmy's cast with plastic
wrap and wrapped the ends tightly with athletic tape.  Jon was determined
that the cast would not get wrecked on his watch!

With the tub now full, Timmy turned his back and removed his boxer
shorts.  At 12-year-old, Timmy's naked body was hairless, but just
beginning to develop muscle.  Jon looked intently at Timmy's flaccid
penis as Timmy entered the water.

Timmy tried his best to soap up his washcloth with his left hand.  He
awkwardly attempted to clean his body by using his left hand only.
Seeing the boy struggling, Jon reached for the washcloth and began to
scrub the 12-year-old's face, neck, back and chest.  Everything that was
above water.

Accidentally splashing water on himself, Jon removed his tank top and
threw it in the corner.  Jon had a muscular chest and arms, and his chest
contained a few light blonde hairs.

As he continued to wash Timmy, he looked in the soapy water and Timmy's
penis was now engorged to his full 4" length.  Timmy was clearly
embarrassed and tried to hide the erection by shifting his body.

With washcloth in hand, Jon began to wash around Timmy's bald pubic area
which caused the youngster to moan.  "Fuck it," Jon thought.  "The kid is
clearly into it."  Releasing the washcloth from his right hand he began
to tenderly massage Timmy's hairless cock and balls before giving the
12-year-old a firm, forceful hand job.

It didn't take long before the excited boy shot his load in the tub and
looked at Jon quizzically.  "I think your bath is over," announced Jon
who reached for a bath towel.  Timmy noticed that Jon too had a hard-on
showing in his thin athletic shorts.

Jon gently dried Timmy's naked body with the bath towel.  With the boy
now dry, Jon kissed Timmy's nipples.  Timmy was hard again in no time.
Jon caressed the naked boy and asked him if wanted to continue or if he
wanted to forget that the whole hand job had ever happened.

As a reply, Timmy rubbed Jon's rock-hard cock over his athletic shorts.
Moving to his knees, Jon caressed Timmy's hairless cock and balls.  While
not yet man sized, Timmy did not have the penis of a prepubescent boy.
Jon put the entirety of Timmy's rosy-pink scrotum in his mouth and sucked
on them like two small Tootsie Pops.  Removing Timmy's balls from his
mouth, Jon eagerly massaged them before taking Timmy's adolescent penis
in his mouth, easily taking it whole before tenderly licking and sucking
it to orgasm.

Throwing a couple of towels over his shoulder, Jon carried the naked
12-year-old to his bedroom.  Spreading the towels across the bedspread,
Jon placed the boy face down on the mattress.  But before he did so, he
allowed Timmy to remove his athletic shorts.  Jon's thick 8" cock sprang
to life, bobbing in anticipation.  Timmy curiously touched it with one
finger as if it would burn him.

With Timmy laying on his stomach, Jon reached underneath the 12-year-old
to cop another feel of his young penis.  Now straddling the boy, Jon
began to massage Timmy's back and shoulders.  Timmy cooed with delight at
Jon's tender touch.  Jon's cock and balls rested on the lower part of
Timmy's back.

Reversing himself, Jon then began to massage Timmy's slender legs.
Finally, Jon got off of the boy and focused his attention on Timmy's firm
12-year-old ass.  Jon rubbed Timmy's butt cheeks as if he never wanted to
let go.

Finally, he parted Timmy's butt cheeks and spit into Timmy's pink rosebud
and gave it several hungry licks with his tongue.  Jon then inserted a
single finger.  Timmy rose his body in alarm.  Jon firmly pressed Timmy
back to the mattress and asked him to relax as he continued to anally
finger-fuck the young boy.

"It may hurt a little at first," Jon told Timmy.  "But soon you'll enjoy
it.  I promise."  Jon allowed the boy to kiss him on the lips for
reassurance.

Feeling that Timmy was sufficiently lubed, Jon laid on top of the thin
young boy and slowly inserted his cock into Timmy's anus, centimeter by
centimeter.  It did indeed hurt like hell, and Timmy let out a little
scream before biting into the bath towels.  Jon increased his depth and
tempo, and Timmy did indeed begin to feel more pleasure than pain.

Jon flipped the boy over on his back and rested Timmy's feet on his
strong shoulders as he once again pounded the 12-year-old's anus.  With
the new angle, Jon was able to rub Timmy's immature chest and play with
his adorable penis as he fucked him forcefully.

As the evening went on, Timmy became bolder, rubbing and kissing his way
all over Jon's muscular body.  Finding himself between Jon's legs he
began to lick Jon's penis like a lollipop, before managing to put the
thick head of Jon's penis into his trembling mouth.

The two slept that night in a tight embrace.  Neither wanted to remove
their hand from the other's young penis.

It would be a very eventful weekend for Timmy.  He would learn to French
kiss, perform a hand job and suck a cock.  The pair rarely left Timmy's
bed the entire three days.

When his parents returned, Timmy declared it the best three days of his
life.  His parents didn't quite know how to take that.

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The End

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