Date: Tue, 8 Jan 2019 23:28:04 -0500 From: Dragonlover Subject: Babysitting Jonathan and Brian - 3 The following story contains consensual sexual acts between a man and younger boys. If this offends you, please do not read any further. This is also a work of fiction. All names and locations are totally made up. Please support nifty.org so that these stories can keep on coming! http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html The response to my Jonathan and Brian stories are really great. So, here is Chapter 3 or Babysitting Jonathan and Brian, for your enjoyment. "Hello?" I answered the phone. "Hi James, its Debbie. I really hate to ask on such short notice, but can you sit for the boys tonight? My boss called me in to work on a special project. God, I deserve a promotion," she finished with a small laugh. "Debbie, of course I can. I am at your disposal," I told her. "You are the greatest! Come on by at 5. Dinner will be ready. Just heat and serve, OK? Then the usual routine," she said. "Yup. I'll be there, Debs. See you soon!" I hung up the phone, looking forward to more time with my favorite boys. I showed up promptly at 5 PM. The boys were already home from school, and were just finishing up their homework. It was Friday, so I knew it would be a late night. The boys greeted me at the door, excited and hugging me all around. "OK guys. Come on. Get your homework done first, then its an all boys night! Right?" I said. The boys rushed back to the dining table to finish up. Debbie grabbed her purse, kissed the boys goodbye and headed out the door. A feeling of relief washed over me as I heard her car start in the garage, back out, and drive away. The boys were finished up in about fifteen minutes, closed their books and put them in their backpacks for Monday. Brian came right over to me, looking up with his beautiful eyes. He took my hands and guided them to his tummy. "I'm hungry," he told me. I rubbed his tummy and he giggled. I grabbed him and picked him up and carried him to the kitchen. Jonathan followed behind us. I put Brian down on a stool by the window and went to get the food ready. I heated up some really good looking lasagna, and soon the house smelled like an Italian restaurant. I served the boys their food, which they ate pretty quick. A few times I had to warn them to slow down. After dinner was cleaned up, the boys and I went to the den to watch some TV. I sat on the sofa, Brian to my left and Jonathan to my right. As we watched, Brian tapped my leg and looked at me. He tapped my leg again, looked at my leg, then back at me. That was his way of quietly asking if he can lay on my lap. I nodded yes, and he laid his upper body and head on my lap. I gently stroked his arm and his hair. He turned over on his back, looked at me and smiled. I stroked his forehead, then gave his button nose a little tap. I then laid a gentle hand on his chest and rubbed lightly. I could feel his tiny nipples, hard and pointy. A few minutes later he tapped my hand. I looked down, and he pointed to his crotch. "Do you need to tinkle?" I asked him. He nodded yes, stood up and grabbed my hand. "Take me, please?" he asked. How could I resist? We walked upstairs to the bathroom, where he turned on the light. He walked over to the toilet, lifted the lid and proceeded to unbutton his pants. He slid them down. Then clumsily tugged his underwear down to his knees. His little boyhood was slightly hard, pointing partly out, exposing his little circumcision scar and purple head. He took hold of it and started to pee, letting it all flow. He must have had a gallon in him, as he went on for a good while. When he was finished he shook it off, pulled up his underwear and pants, flushed and turned out the light. He took my hand. "Bri? Why did you want me to come with you?" I asked. "I dunno. Its like I like tinkling in front of people. My ding dong gets big, too, " he giggled. "I saw that, yeah! You had it goin' on buddy!," I told him. He laughed, as we went back downstairs and took the sofa. Jonathan was still engrossed in the movie. "Did we miss anything good?" I asked Jonathan. "Nah, just a lot of love stuff. Guy and girl kissing, then they went to bed and did it," he said, nonchalantly. "Did what?" Brian asked with a scrunched up face. "You know what. Stuff with his ding dong," he laughed. They both dissolved into laughter, until we heard the doorbell ring. I got up to get the door. When I opened it, there was a small black boy there, dressed in shorts, and striped shirt and sneakers. "Are Jon and Brian home?" he asked. "Yeah, they're right in there. May I ask who you might be?" I asked. "Oh, I'm Shaheed. I live right over there," he told me, pointing to a house across the street. I had never seen him before. He was very slim, a dark complexion and looked to be around 8 years old. I invited him in and showed him to the den. "Shaheed! What are you doing here?" Jonathan asked, getting up. "Just came over to hang out for a while," he said, sitting on the sofa. "What y'all watchin'?" the new boy asked. "Just some movie," Jonathan said. We sat and watched the movie while Brian rested his head on my shoulder. I held him while rubbing his hair softly. My nose brushed against his hair and I could smell a mix of shampoo and sweat. I kissed his head. He looked up at me and I looked into his deep eyes. His lips appeared red and full. Moist. I leaned in and gave them a gentle kiss, just our lips brushing against each other. He smiled. "Hey, can I go pee? I really gotta go," Shaheed asked. I told him where the bathroom was, and he got up and went. I was growing curious. I had never seen a young black boy's penis before. He came back down and sat on the sofa. "OK guys, its bath time. Enough TV for now. We'll watch more after your bath," I told the boys. "Yaaay!" Brian cried out. "Come on, Jonathan! Let's get ready," he continued. Brian started stripping on the way up the steps. I looked at Shaheed. He was watching the boys head up the stairs. "Hey, buddy. If you want you can join us. Its OK," I told him. He looked down, then at me, curiously. "I dunno. My mom says I should only do that at home, unless we go to a relative's house or something," he said. I could tell he wanted to. "Well, if no one tells your mom, how will she know?" I asked. He shrugged. "I dunno," I could hear the boys upstairs romping around. "Well, the boys are probably ready for their bath. Probably got their clothes off and waiting," I told him. "I dunno. I was never naked in front of them. They never even seen my weiner, and I never saw theirs," he said. "Well, this is an opportunity I think. Being naked is totally OK, dude. We were all born that way," I said. "I guess so. I'll just put my clothes back on after we're done I guess," he said. "You sure can. Come on. Let's go upstairs," I said. We went upstairs to the boys' room, where we could see various items of clothing strewn about the room. "OK buddy. Let's find the boys and let them know you'll be doing a bath, too," I said. We went to the bathroom, where the boys were waiting, still in undies, the tub empty. "Guys, why didn't you run the water?" I asked. Jonathan spoke up. "Because... you know... we have to do our... THING," he said with a smile and blush. "Yeah! You gotta do the thing with..." Brian started, but I cut him off. "Guys, listen. Shaheed here wants to take a bath, too. Is that OK with you?" I asked. "Um, sure, I guess so," Jonathan said. "Yeah! He can get naked with us!" Brian yelled. "You OK with this?" I asked Shaheed. "Yeah, I'm good," he said. "OK buddy. Want me to help you undress?" I asked him. "Yeah, OK," he said and took a step towards me. I sat him on the closed toilet lid and took off his shoes and socks, and then stood him up. I told him to lift his arms, and I peeled his shirt off, revealing a very dark torso. He had an outie belly button, and his little nipples stood at attention, slightly darker than the rest of his chest. I looked over at the boys, and they seemed intrigued. I could tell Jonathan was starting to get hard. I ran my hands down Shaheed's torso. It felt really extra smooth. I unbuttoned his pants and slid them down, and he stepped out of them. Letting us see his very slender legs, not a hair to be seen. His underwear were simple tighty whiteys, maybe a size too small. I looked at him. "OK buddy, ready to lose your undies?" I asked. "Yeah," he said with a shy smile. I slid my fingers under the waistband of the underwear and started to slide them down. The boys stepped in closer. I took it that they never had seen a black boy naked. I slid the underwear down, and he stepped out of them. All three of us looked him over. He was a very cute boy. Naked now, revealing his young penis. It was cut, perhaps 2.5 inches long and had a pretty decent sized head for being 8 or 9. His scrotum was totally smooth and round, yet I could see his two small testicles, one hanging slightly lower than the other. His penis also hung slightly to the left instead of straight down. "OK boys. He got naked. Now its your turn," I told Brian and Jonathan. They immediately pulled off their underwear revealing semi hard penises. "See? Mine got a little biggie cause of I saw his ding dong," Brian said, sticking his hips out. "Mine did, too," Jonathan said. He just let his dangle. Shaheed giggled. "Yeah mine gets big too if I tickle it." I pulled Brian to me, and he knew what to do. He stuck his hips out, and I gently took his penis in my fingers. I started to rub it gently, fingering his balls sometimes. He immediately grew hard as a rock. His little 3 incher stuck straight up. I played with it for a bit while he giggled. I then took him in my mouth, his young, warm penis, hard and ready. I gently sucked him off, while playing with his balls, which were growing tight. I knew he was about to dry cum because he started to whimper and squeal. His penis was starting to throb in my mouth as he let out a moan. It grew suddenly still as he reached climax. He then started to relax, as I knew it was over. I let him go. He backed away, his penis slightly red and starting to shrink. "Wow! It feels so good every time!" he said, fondling his now loose balls. "Do me!" Jonathan said, stepping to me. His 3.5 incher was already hard and sticking straight out. I took him in my mouth and started to suck. He reacted almost instantly. I could tell that he was getting ready to perhaps soon ejaculate for the first time. He had turned 11 years old not long ago, and I was 11 when I did it for the first time. As I sucked I could taste a bit of pre cum. He started to moan as I helped him come to climax. His young penis let out a tiny bit of pre cum as he climaxed, his penis totally hard and throbbing. After he was done, I let him go. I could tell he was noticing the pre cum still leaking from his penis. He gave it a little squeeze, and another drop came out. "What's that?" Brian asked. "That's Jonathan's pre cum. It happens as boys get older. And when he gets just a bit older, he will be able to ejaculate. That means his penis will let out his semen when he hits his climax," I told them. "Semen?" Shaheed asked. "Yeah. Semen is made in your balls. When you hit your climax it comes from your balls and out your pee hole. It feels really good," I said. Brian lifted his now limp penis and showed his balls. "You mean the semen comes out of these?" he asked. "Yes. You'll be able to do it too, Bri in a couple of years," I said. "Cool!" he said. Shaheed was looking at his own penis. "Buddy? Would you like to feel good like your buddies did?" I asked him. He slid off the toilet lid and came over to me, his penis still limp. I took it in my fingers and started to rub, especially the head and scar. He almost immediately got hard, his penis standing up straight at 4 inches. I let him go, and he giggled, playing with it. The boys were laughing as well, unconsciously tugging their own penis. He stepped to me again. "Can you suck it like you did Jonathan and Brian?" he asked. I took him into my mouth and started to gently suck. I could tell he had never felt this good in his life. His penis reacted by starting to throb, and his balls tightened. As he reached his climax he let out a little yelp. As it ended I let him go, and he sat on the toilet lid again, his penis relaxing. "Wow, that was awesome! That feeling in my weiner was so cool!" he yelled. I stepped over to the tub and started the water and dumped in some bubble bath. When the tub was full all three boys stepped in and sat down. It was a tight fit, but they didn't care. "OK guys. You have 20 minutes to play. No splashing. I don't want to clean up a wet floor," I told them. They promised and I stepped out of the room and went downstairs. I had just sucked off my first black boy, and it was great! After 20 minutes I went back upstairs. The boys were all standing in the tub sticking out their erect boyhoods to each other. "No, mine is bigger, see?" Shaheed said. "No, mine is, see?" Jonathan said. Brian was just standing there playing with his, as he couldn't compete in that area. I gave them their bath and toweled them off. They went scampering off to the boys' room, still naked. I gathered the clothes up and put them in the hamper, separating Shaheed's out, so he could put them back on when it was time for him to go. "Alright guys. PJs, undies or naked for TV?" I asked. "NAKED!!" Brian yelled. So we all went downstairs, me and my 3 naked boys and watched TV for about an hour. I looked at the clock, and it was getting late. I told Shaheed that he better get dressed and head on home. He put his clothes on, said goodbye and walked out. Soon, it was time for the boys to get to bed. They slipped into undies and slipped under the covers. Jonathan said goodnight, but Brian called me over to his bed. "James? Can I ask you something?" he asked, seriously. "Of course you can, babe. What is it?" "Shaheed and Jon were saying they had bigger ding dongs in the tub. I tried to say mine was big too but they said no yours is still a baby ding dong," he said, his eyes welling with tears. I took him in my arms. "Oh, honey, no. Its not like that at all. They were just teasing you, OK? Yours is definitely NOT a baby ding dong. For 9 years old, yours is actually pretty big. Not to mention really cute," I said, holding him and rubbing his back. He pulled away from me, sniffling. "You mean that? You really like mine?" he asked. In response, I laid him down and pulled down his undies. His limp penis, so cute laying on his scrotum looked really great. "See here? It looks great, Bri. It has a perfect length, a nice purple top, too, see?" He was looking down at it. I then took it in my fingers and kissed the tip, and it started to get hard again. It got to its full size, and was pointing up to his belly button. I gently pulled it down and let it spring back up. It made a little "slap" against his belly, and he giggled. "See babe? Its OK. Your ding dong it perfectly fine in size and shape," I told him. He fingered his balls a bit and examined his penis pretty closely. "Yeah, I guess so. But theirs are bigger than mine," he said. "That's OK, Bri. Yours will get bigger, too. Give it time. You'll see. OK?" I pulled him to me and kissed his red lips. "OK," he said. "Hey. If you want you can sleep naked tonight. Just stay under the covers," I whispered in his ear. I pulled his undies off and put them next to him. He giggled and grabbed his penis. I pulled the covers up and kissed him goodnight. It was the perfect end to another great day with the boys, and friend!