Date: Fri, 16 Nov 2018 10:45:22 -0500 From: Dragonlover Subject: Babysitting Jonathan and Brian This is a work of fiction depicting sexual acts between a man and boys. If you are offended by this type of literature, please DO NO read any further. Nifty is a really great place! How's about donating to help keep it up and running? You can do so at: http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html It sucks being poor, it really does. When you earn a very minimal amount of money you sometimes need to do other things to earn some extra cash. Rent, bills, food. It all has to be paid one way or the other. I was perusing the want ads in my local paper, looking for a way to get some money, and came across an ad for a babysitter. The woman was a single mother of 2 boys, and she needed someone a few days a week after school and into the evening until she gets home, which at times could be pretty late. I thought about it a bit, and then called the number in the ad. The woman on the other end of the line seemed harried and tired. I could imagine, having to work while taking care of 2 young boys. She told me that her husband and she were divorced, and he moved out of the house leaving her high and dry with 2 kids. She was forced to take a full time job. This job forced her to work crazy hours, sometimes even way past the boys' bedtime. She needed someone who was flexible as far as time went. I explained to her that I was quite flexible, and I could be available at a moment's notice if need be. She let out a sigh of relief and invited me to her home to talk some more. I arrived at 4 PM sharp, and was greeted at the door by a boy of about 9. "Hi there, lil dude, I'm James. Is your mother home?" I asked. "Yeah, she's right in here," he said, letting me in and closing the door behind me. I waited a second and let the boy lead me to the living area where his mom was sitting on a sofa with another boy, who looked to be around 10 years old. "Hi. Glad to meet you finally. I'm James. We spoke on the phone," I said to her. "Hey! I'm Debbie. And this guy here is Jonathan, or Jon, and that is Brian," she said, introducing her boys. I shook hands with everyone and sat down. "So. You're interested in babysitting? Can I ask if you have any children yourself? Or maybe have any experience with children?" Debbie asked. "Oh, no. I'm not married and I don't have any kids. But I did help my brother to raise his 2 boys from infancy. I did everything from change diapers to feeding, to bathing and dressing. I did that until the boys were in their teens, then they all moved to Raleigh. So, I guess that does count as experience?" I said. "Wow, yeah it sure does! My boys aren't in diapers anymore, so no worries there!" Debbie replied. We went on to talk about the hours, and how I would need to be there when the boys got home from school. I needed to fix snacks, help with homework, and then heat up their dinner, which would be prepared by Debbie. I just needed to heat it up, and then the evening routine of bath time and bed. She went on to explain that the boys in some areas need direct supervision, and asked if I have the patience to deal with difficult situations with kids, as the boys had some special needs and behavioral issues as well. I told her that I had a lot of experience, as my youngest nephew had similar issues. She said that it sounded like a good deal and reached into her pocked and pulled out a keyring. She removed a key and handed it to me, explaining that it was the key to the front door. I could use that key to get into the house to meet the boys when they got home from school. I took it and immediately put it on my own keyring. "So James, if you want to, and if you have time, want to spend time with the boys? Maybe get to know them, let them get to know you? They can show you their room. That is, if you have the time. I know you didn't plan on spending any real time here today," she said. "Oh no, sure. I can do that. I'd be glad to. I'm not doing anything else today," I told her. She smiled. "Hey guys. How about you show me the upstairs? Bathroom, your room and all that good stuff?" I said to the boys. They were up and ready to guide me up the stairs and give me the layout. "Here's the bathroom. Its kinda small but its OK for us to use. Mommy uses the one downstairs. We can't use that one `cause Brian misses when he tinkles," Jonathan said. "I do NOT! You miss. I seen you miss!" Brian shot back. "Guys, its OK. We're boys. Sometimes that happens. Even I miss sometimes," I said. At that, the boys giggled and took me to the room at the end of the hall. "This is our room. We have to share, but he has his bed and I have mine," Jonathan told me. The boys sat on a bed. "Wow guys. This is a really nice room! I like the posters," I told them. On the walls were superhero posters; Superman, Iron Man, The X-Men, Batman. Against one wall was a large dresser and a toychest. On the door was a full length mirror. Against the other wall were the beds. Brian walked over to the dresser and opened the top drawer. "Come here. See? The top drawer is for underwears and socks. Mine are on the left and Jon's are on the right. See? Look. Mine has Spiderman!" Brian said as he pulled out a pair of his undies. I could tell Brian had some issues, he acted younger than 9 years old. 9 year old boys don't generally show their undies to strangers. But I took it in stride. "Those sure are cool, Brian. Very nice," I told him. He put them back in the drawer. "I have my Supermans on today, see?" he said and pulled up on his briefs. "Brian, cut it out. He's weird like that. He shows off a lot," Jonathan told me. "I am NOT weird! Mommy told you stop calling me that!" Brian said. "Hey guys. Its OK. If he wants to he can show them off. I used to do it too when I was a kid," I told them. After that they showed me some toys and other things, and then it was their dinner time. I decided that was a good time to get home. Debbie told me that I would be needed the following day at 2 PM sharp. I told her OK, and that I would see her tomorrow. The next day I arrived at 2 PM and let myself into the house. I was slightly nervous, being in a stranger's house with her kids and all, but I had to get used to it. At 3:15 the boys came in through the door and put their backpacks on the sofa. "Hey guys! Did you have a good day at school?" I asked. "Yeah, it was OK. Boring," Jonathan told me. "I wasn't bored at all! We got to watch a movie today," Brian said climbing on a stool next to me. "Oh yeah? What was the movie about?" I asked him. "It was about Africa. It was on how people live over there," Brian said. "Wow, I bet that was interesting," I told him. He giggled. "It had naked people in it!" he exclaimed. "That's how it is over there. They are very different than us. Over there, naked is OK." I told him. "Yeah, and we even saw a few boys' ding dongs! I never seen a black boy's ding dong," he told me while giggling. "Brian, you don't see ANY ding dongs," Jonathan said, laughing. "I do too! I see mine all the time!" he laughed. "I know you do. You look at it all the time!" Jonathan said. And then to me he said, "He looks at mine a lot, too! He's ding dong crazy!" "So what? I can look if I want to," Brian said. "Whatever," Jonathan said, rolling his eyes. "So yeah we saw black boys' ding dongs. I tried to see close but it went too fast. They even had a little boy tinkle in some water outside too!" Brian told me. "Sounds like a good movie there, Brian! Speaking of tinkling, do you guys need to tinkle?" I asked. Both boys got down from their stools and headed upstairs. I could hear them arguing. "I'm going first!" "No I am!" "Shut up, I am!" And them several minutes of silence, and then a flush. Both boys came back down. "You guys good now?" I asked. "Yeah. I wanted to go first and so did he, so we went together," Jonathan said. "Oh, OK. Do you guys do that a lot?" I asked. "Sure we do. We take baths together too. Its cool," Brian told me. I helped them with their homework, and they watched TV while I heated up their dinner. They ate and talked at the same time as boys often do. I had to remind them a few times to stop talking and chew their food good. After dinner was done and the kitchen cleaned up, the boys played video games for a while, and then watched some more TV. And then, all of a sudden, Brian sprang up. "I wanna do my bath now," he said happily. I was somewhat surprised. Most boys hated baths. With my nephews it was a real chore to get them into the bathtub. I looked at my watch. Yeah, almost time for bed anyway. "OK guys. Bath time it is. Go on upstairs. I'll lock things up down here and I'll be up in a minute," I told them. The boys, giggling, took off upstairs. I went through the house, locking doors and windows and making sure everything was safe. I then walked upstairs. The boys were in their room in various states of undress and digging through drawers for underwear and PJs. Jonathan didn't have a shirt on, but still had on his pants and socks. Brian was in a t-shirt and undies. I just stood there watching them. Jonathan's torso was smooth and very white. He had an outie belly button and his nipples were quite small and flat. I could only see Brian's legs and arms; they were also smooth. His undies hugged his bottom and front. They almost appeared too small for him. I could just barely make out the shape of his penis. "OK guys. Get your clothes off and come into the bathroom. I'll start the water running to get it warm," I told them. I pulled the door part way shut and made my way to the bathroom and turned on the light. I founds towels and washcloths, and found soap in a holder next to the tub. I reached in and turned the knobs, and the water started flowing. Just as I did so, I could hear the boys running to the bathroom. "I won!" Jonathan said, smiling. "Cheater!" Brian yelled. As the boys ran into the room, I saw they were totally naked, and their boy members were bouncing with each step. I was in awe. "Wow guys! That was fast! You got naked pretty quick!" I told them. "Yeah, we like naked," Brian said. He stepped around me and lifted the toilet seat and started to pee, just letting his penis dangle free. Jonathan did the same. After they were done, Brian flushed. "So, you guys like being naked? That's pretty cool. My nephews weren't like that," I told them. Brian sat on the edge of the tub, and Jonathan on the now closed toilet lid. "James? So you got to see your nephews naked?" Brian asked. "Of course. It was my job to give them their baths," I said. Brian giggled. "You saw their ding dongs," he laughed. Jonathan laughed, too. "Of course I did," I smiled. "Did theirs look like ours? Jonathan's is a little bigger than me `cause he's older than me," Brian said, displaying his penis. "Yeah, they looked like yours do. Only yours are cuter," I said with a smile. They giggled. Brian was absentmindedly playing with his penis. "Did your nephews' ding dongs get big? Like when we play with ours they get all stiff and bigger," Jonathan said. "I never saw them get big like that. But yeah, that's what boys' ding dongs do. They get big when you play with them," I said. Brian stood up. "Make mine big!" he said, bouncing up and down a bit. He was sticking it out to me. His little penis dangled there freely, all 2 inches of it. It was still soft, and he was nicely circumcised. His little purple tip partially hidden by a fold of smooth, white skin. His scrotum was a shade or 2 darker than the rest of his body, and slightly wrinkled. I could see his 2 small testicles resting in the sack. I took his hands. "You really want me to do that? To touch your ding dong?" I asked. ""Yeah!!" He said. So, I ever so gently took his young, little penis in my fingers. I gently pulled back the skin from his purple tip, exposing his circumcision scar. I started to rub him on the scar, and almost immediately he responded. His penis woke up and started getting stiff in my fingers. As it grew, it started to jut out, and then at a full erection it stood straight up. Then, while massaging his now 3 inch hard on, I played with his balls, moving them back and forth, all the while he was either giggling or just breathing heavily. He spread his legs further apart, enjoying the feelings. I continued on, starting to tug his penis back and forth. I could tell that soon he would have a dry orgasm, and his breathing was getting heavier. I then started to feel his member take on a life of its own. It started to pulsate, and his balls got tight in his scrotum. He then let out a squeal as his penis just got totally stiff, then pulsated really fast, and then slowed down, until it stopped altogether. I let him go. "HAHA that was soo cool! My ding dong NEVER did that! I felt like I had more tinkle coming out but nothing came out! Look! Its still big!" he giggled and jumped up and down, his penis bouncing as well. I looked over at Jonathan, who was laughing. "Do it to Jonathan, too! Dude you'll love it!" Brian said to his older brother. Jonathan shrugged and came over, switching places with Brian. Brian sat on the toilet bowl lid, and Jonathan came over to me. "You want me to do yours like your brother's? I asked him. "Yeah, I guess. Looked like he really liked it," Jonathan said. "Its totally cool, Jonathan. Its like a super-duper tickly feeling in your ding dong," Brian said. I looked at Brian's penis, and it was still semi hard, but getting back to its normal size. I looked at Jonathan's penis. It was slightly bigger than Brian's, and circumcised as well. His purple tip showed prominently, not being hidden by skin. I could see his circumcision scar plainly, and his scrotum was tight, and his testicles rested there firmly. I gently took his young member in my fingers, just as I had done Brian's, and massaged it, focusing on the scar and tip. His penis immediately reacted and got hard. His pointed up at a slight angle, and as I gently pulled he jutted his hips forward. After several minutes of that I could feel him starting a dry orgasm. He was breathing heavily, and I could feel his penis starting to throb, only a bit more powerfully than Brian's did. His tip got large and shiny, and then he let out a moan, as his penis went totally stiff and then pulsated really fast for a few seconds, and then slowed down. I let him go. "Man, that was so cool! Wow!" he said. His boner started to ease, and then he sat on the edge of the tub, legs spread. We all watched as his penis went back to its flaccid state. Brian's looked semi hard again, and he got up, playing with it. "OK guys. We gotta get these baths done. Hop on in," I told them. The boys did as they were told, and I washed each boy. Both got hard ons again as I washed their penises. I rinsed them off and they got out. I dried them off and sent them to their room to get into PJs. I cleaned the tub and wiped up any water with the towels and put them in the hamper, and went to the boys' room. Both were still naked and playing with a toy on the bed. "Guys, PJs. Come on," I told them. "Noooo. Please? Let us stay naked. Just until bed? Pleease??" Brian begged. I looked at Jonathan. "Can we? It feels a lot better naked, and we promise we'll get PJs on for bed," he said. I thought for a second, then agreed. Their mom wouldn't be home until 11 PM, and by that time they would long be in bed. "OK, fine," I told them. I left them in their room to play and went downstairs and turned on the TV. After about an hour the boys came bouncing down the stairs, as naked as I had left them. They sat on either side of me. Jonathan's boner was already up, and Brian's little boner was starting to poke out. I put my arms around both of them. I knew this was gonna be a great job!