Date: Sun, 09 Mar 2003 09:03:20 +0000
From: crnhskrfn77@attbi.com
Subject: The Sitter

Disclaimers:

If you shouldn't read it, don't.  You know who you are.  By the way, this
story is a complete work of fiction.

	It was the best of times, it was the worst of times.  Alright, it
was mainly the worst of times.  It was summer, school was out, and I was
flat broke.  I had tried to get a job at all the local places that normally
hire summer help - the grocery stores, video stores, even a couple of
factorys.  But nothing.  Not having a dime to your name pretty much limits
the things you can do, you know?
	Then it happened.  I had been so desperate I had posted a notice on
a community bulletin board down at the store that I was available for
babysitting.  I know it sound repulsive-a 16 year old guy babysitting-but I
was desperate!  I couldn't even afford to take my girlfriend for a movie!
	Anyway, a neighbor down the street called one day and asked if I
would mind looking after her 11 year old boy that evening for a few hours.
I asked what she paid, and she said she would give me $5 and hour.  Wow, a
few hours and I could be headed to the cineplex with my girl!  I jumped at
the chance.
	That evening I showed up at the requested hour - 6 pm.
Mrs. Jameison informed me she would only be gone til about 9 - 10 at the
latest.  I told her that was fine.  I had lived in the neighborhood all my
life, so I already new Chad, and though we were 5 years apart in age, we
had talked a number of times when kids were all hanging out together.
	After his mom left, I asked Chad what he wanted to do.  He said he
wanted to watch the scary movie that was coming on cable at 6:30.  I wasn't
so sure that was a great idea, but he begged, and I figured it was easier
that trying to actually entertain an 11 year old.
	So I sat in the big easy chair while he stretched out on the floor
and he was as happy as could be.  Looking down at him laying there, I
thought to myself that this kid was going to grow up to be a real lady
killer.  He was about 4' 6", slender build, blond hair.  He had an adorable
face, and skin that at age 11 was perfectly smooth and blemish free.  But
easily his best feature was the most startling green eyes.  When you looked
into them, you just felt like you couldn't deny him anything, or at least I
figured girls would think that way.
	About an hour into the movie, after a pretty gruesome scene, he
asked if he could come up and sit with me.  I figured the movie had scared
him a little, so I said he should come on up.
	"You're shaking" , I said to him.  "Is the movie to scary?"
	"No, I like it."
	"Then why the shaking?"
	"Just nervous I guess."
	"What would you have to be nervous about?" I asked him.
	"Well you have never been my sitter before, and you might not like
me."
	"Of course I like you.  Didn't I let you have my balloon when yours
floated away at last summers block party?"
	"Yeah, I kinda forgot about that.  That was nice."
	"See - we are already old friends!"  With that he settled in my lap
to continue watching the movie.
	Not long after that, I felt his hand rubbing my leg just above the
knee.  (I had worn dress shorts that my mom made me put on.)  I didn't
think much of it, even as he continued rubbing my leg a little higher.  But
as his hand moved a little ways into the loose leg of my pants, I began to
wonder just how idle and innocent his rubbing was.  But I didn't say
anything - I didn't want to embarrass him if it really was just innocent,
and shortly it stopped.
	Then a few minutes later he started again.  This time his hand was
on the outside of my shorts, but higher up my leg a couple of inches.  I
looked at him, but he seemed like he was watching the movie.  As his hand
crept up another inch or so, I thought to myself that he was getting
awfully close to my dick.  I didn't want him to come in contact with it,
because even though I had never even looked sideways at a boy, this light
rubbing had given me a pretty good boner.  I was afraid if he felt that, he
might think I was some kind of pervert.
	So, using the excuse that he was getting a little heavy sitting in
one place, I shifted him over to my right side.  He seemed to be right
handed, and this would keep that hand from wandering where it shouldn't go.
	Five minutes hadn't gone by when he started in with his left hand,
again softly rubbing my leg, and again slowly inching up farther and
farther.  By this time, I was really thinking it was no accident.  And even
though I had no interest in guys (or boys), I decided to see what might
happen.  It had been a week or so since I had done any petting with my
girlfriend, and at 16 that can seem like forever, so I was naturally a
little horny.
	I shifted my leg a little to the left, and almost immediately his
hand dropped to my inner thigh, still just lightly rubbing, but moving
closer and closer to what I now thought was his ultimate target.  At the
same time, I had my arm around him, with my hand resting on his tummy.  I
started making lazy circles on his tummy, moving a little lower with each
circle, until I was just barely brushing the elastic waist band of his
shorts.  I looked down, and he had a pretty impressive tent in his shorts
for an 11 year old!
	I guess he thought that my rubbing his tummy lower and lower meant
he could move on, because he started rubbing my hard dick through my
shorts.  My breathing began to quicken, and he must have noticed because he
rubbed even harder, then moved his hand down and gently rubbed my balls
through my shorts.
	I let my hand slide just under the waist band of his shorts, not
touching his dick, but just under the waist band of them, but this was all
the encouragement he needed.  He immediately started fumbling with my
zipper, pulling it down and working his hand inside.  Now he was carressing
my dick through my thin silk boxers, and it felt great.  Then he looked up
at me, and asked if I would lay down on the floor with him.
	"Are you sure we should" I asked him?  "I think maybe it would be
better just to stop this."
	"No, please, my friend Steve and I play with each other all the
time, but I want to see what an older guys dick is like please??"
	I told you earlier about those magical eyes of his, and now he
turned them on me, with a pleading look and a killer smile, and I knew I
would do anything he wanted me to.
	I nodded, and he slid off my lap and grabbed my hand, pulling me
down on the floor with him.  He didn't waste any time either.  He
immediately undid the button on my pants (he already had the zipper down,
remember?) and pulled them off of me, leaving me with an tented pair of
boxers.  As he started to pull them off, I figured what the hell, might as
well see what's making that tent in his shorts, so I reached over and
pulled his off too.  I couldn't believe it - he wasn't wearing any
underwear!
	When I asked him about this, he just laughed and said that he took
them off before I got there so when we got to playing he would be naked
faster!  He had planned this out way ahead of time!
	Then he reached over and started rubbing my 7 inch dick.  It felt
so good, I let out a low moan.
	"What do you and Steve do together?" I asked him.
	"Just get naked and play with each others boners.  We jack each
other off sometimes.  I came for the first time just last month!"
	"Do you ever suck each others dicks?"
	"We never have.  I think it might be scary to do that!"
	"It's not scary - and it makes you feel so good!  Do you want me to
suck your dick?"
	"Sure I do!"
	Like I said, I had never even thought about another guy, but for
some reason, I just had to suck his cute little 4 inch dick.  So I flipped
around, and took hold of it.  First I licked around the head, then up and
down it like it was a popsicle.  When I got back to the top, I slowly
sucked it into my mouth until I had all 4 inches in my mouth, and my nose
was down on his hairless little ball sack.  He gasped.
	I had never done this before, but I knew what I liked when my
girlfriend sucked me, so I started running my mouth up and down his dick,
sucking for all I was worth, and running my tounge around the head as I
came back to the top.  He was squriming all over, and knew he would not
last long, so I thought I would give him as much pleasure as I could
quickly.  While I sucked his dick, I played with his little balls, rolling
them between my fingers, and massaging the area just under his sack.  I
slid my other hand up under his shirt, and found his little nipples,
rubbing them lightly until they were like hard little pebbles.  I no time
he started shooting his watery little load.  I pulled off of him, and he
squirted his load out on his tummy.
	"Man that was awesome!  If I had known it would be that cool, I
would have been doing it with Steve a long time ago!"
	I just laughed, and told him I loved it too when my girlfriend did
it to me.  At about that time he noticed that I was still hard, and said he
wanted to try sucking me.  I told him he didn't have to, but he said he
really wanted to, so I was not about to turn this little angels mouth away.
	He leaned over me, and started licking my dick, then moved up to
the head and licked at the precum that was leaking out.
	"It tastes kind of salty, but not as gross as I thought it would
be."
	He kept licking, and then started to take it in his mouth.  He
could only get a couple of inches in, but he had a very active tounge, and
with him playing with my balls too, I knew I was going to shoot soon.  I
started to tell him to pull off, but thought what the hell, he started it,
let him experience it all.  All of a sudden, he had a mouth full of cum,
and he jerked back.  I continued firing one of the biggest loads I have
ever shot, getting it all over my chest, and some on his face when he first
pulled off.
	"I can't believe how much you shot!  It must be a gallon!"
	"Believe me, you will make just as much cum as you get older.  Now
we better get upstairs and get cleaned up, before your mom gets back."
	A little while later, as his mom was paying me, she asked me if I
might be free on Saturday evening to sit with Chad again.  I assured her I
would be available, and to let me know whenever she needed a sitter.  She
told me she would pay me a little extra for Saturday, as Chad's friend
Steve was probably going to be there for a sleep over.  Needless to say, I
assured her that would be just no problem at all!  I can't wait!

This was my first story - what do you think?  E-mail me your thoughts at
crnhskrfn77@attbi.com.