I'm new to the area. I moved here to escape. I'm not really running from anything, just sick of being in the same place. I accepted a job in a factory to help me get on my feet. Not knowing anybody, I quickly began to associate with my coworkers hoping to find someone I could get along with. At least someone I could grab a beer with after work. Most of the guys are jackasses and I just don't care for them, but one guy, Brad, wasn't bad to be around. In fact, he's quite fun.

After being in town for a few months and grabbing a few beers with Brad here and there, Brad decided to invite me over to his house to grill out and shoot some fireworks. Since I don't have family here and don't want to be alone on the holiday weekend, I graciously accepted. That's where I got the best surprise of my life: Brad has a beautiful son.

I was completely awe struck when I saw this kid. Absolutely beautiful. I knew Brad had a kid, but I wasn't expecting this at all. I mean, to be honest, based off Brad's looks, I never would of thought this kid had a chance. I was wrong.

"Hey, John, this is my son, Braden."

Braden looked up from his game just long enough to acknowledge that I was there. From talking with Brad in the bars, I knew Braden was eight years old. He has a beautiful round head with straight, silky blonde hair combed to the side. He wears glasses that cover the majority of his upper face giving him a nerdy look, but but in a cute childish way. It was a hot July day, so he was shirtless and wearing some gym shorts. He certainly isn't athletic, so the shorts are just to lounge in. He may not be athletic, but his body is skinny and his chest is beautifully defined.

We spent the afternoon grilling, lounging by the pool, and just enjoying a relaxing day of nothing. Shortly after lunch, Braden decided to take a break from his video games and take a dip in the pool. He didn't worry about changing into a swimsuit, he just jumped into the pool with his gym shorts. After splashing around and playing for a bit, he'd had enough. As he climbed up the side of the pool, the water made his shorts cling tight to him and I could clearly see the definition of his ass. The fabric clung tight to each cheek, showing the crease of his crack. The sight was amazing; I'd never seen such a tight round ass. When he was out of the water and turned around to go into the house, the tight shorts also gave view to a beautiful bulge. He was clearly wearing underwear (judging by the lines, it looked like boxer briefs), but the water must have drawn them up tight, too, showing off the best boy bulge I've ever seen. He's still young, so the bulge wasn't very big, but nice none the less.

After spending a few more months getting to know Brad and his family, they started inviting me over more and more. To be honest, hanging out with Brad is great and all, but after a while it just became mundane. It was always the same thing: grill, have a few drinks, take a dip in the pool. The only thing that kept me excited about hanging out with Brad: Braden.

This kid just continued to get cuter. He's really warmed up to me and has started trying to have conversations. It turns out, like he looks, he is a bit of a nerd, but in a cute way; and his laugh is absolutely adorable. Seeing him smile and laugh just makes me automatically do the same. The best thing I like to see, though, is his pajamas. I've spent a few late nights playing cards with Brad, so I've gotten to see Braden in pajamas several times. It's always the same beautiful view: shirtless with pajama lounge pants. Seeing the elastic hug just above his underwear line, and him walking around sporting his beautifully defined chest, it was enough to drive me insane.

One night after Braden scurried off to bed ( I watched him all the way down the hall of course), Brad struck me by surprise.

"Come here John, I want to show you something."

Intrigued by the tone of Brad's voice, I followed him to the living room where he picked up a photo album. He started flipping through pages showing me all sorts of pictures of Braden as he is growing up. Everything seemed normal until we got toward the end. When he flipped the page, he just paused and let me take in the sight. An entire section of Braden in the nude. I didn't know what to do. I loved the sight and couldn't take my eyes off the page, but I didn't want Brad to know how I felt either.

"Braden loves to run around nude whenever he gets the chance. Ever since he was a toddler it's been difficult to keep clothes on him."

He flipped through about five pages of just nudity, and I couldn't have been happier, and I was starting to feel it in my pants, too.

"You know, I've noticed the way you look at him. You're not exactly discreet."

I began to panic. I could feel my chest tightening. How was I going to talk my way out of this?

"Relax, I'm not judging. In fact, quite the opposite. I want you to know I'm okay with it."

At this point, I've become quite confused. Brad called me out on my secret, but wasn't upset? Why were we having this conversation?

"Braden's started showing interest in sexual contact. Jennifer and I don't believe we should hide sex from our children. We think it just makes it out to be some forbidden act, and why should we keep him from something that's perfectly natural?"

We sat for a moment in silence. I still couldn't wrap my head around what Brad was trying to tell me. I couldn't take it anymore, I had to have a direct answer.

"Why are you telling me all of this?"

Brad smiled at me and gave a little chuckle.

"John, I'm not one to judge on who likes what. I get it, you like Braden. He's a beautiful child. Braden has sexual urges and wants to explore. I'd prefer that be with an adult who has experience and I know would protect him, but the problem is, little boys just isn't my thing."

Was I hearing Brad right? Was he really telling me that he wanted me to "play" with Braden?

"Jennifer and I are going on a trip this weekend and would love if you could stay here and watch Braden, and if something happens then something happens. As long as he's happy with it and it's all on his terms, then we don't need to know anything. Of course it's totally up to you."

After a long discussion and a list of how daily routines are done, it was all settled and I would be babysitting Braden. I, of course, had hopes for something more than just babysitting happening, but I wasn't going to push it either.

The day had finally come, and I walked into Brad's house excited for the weekend. I took a glimpse around, but Braden was no where to be seen. I thought he must be in his rooms playing.

"I told Braden that you're like family, so it's safe to not wear clothes. That's not a rule we break when others are over, so he should be excited and be glad to sport his birthday suit all weekend. I hope you don't mind."

Brad gave me poke with his elbow and smiled at me. All I could do is smile back. The thought alone of seeing his little body had be excited.

"Braden, your mom and I are leaving. Come say goodbye!" Brad yelled through the house.

I saw the light from Braden bedroom as he opened his door, then the most beautiful thing I could ever imagine emerged from within: Braden stepped out fully nude to bid his parents farewell. It was even better than the pictures. His beautifully defined chest went all the way down to merge with his groin and thighs. As he walked, his dick and balls just bounced along. Still being young, it looked like he couldn't have been but around 3 inches, but it was hard to tell. As he wrapped his arms around his mom and dad, I got a great view of his ass. It was tight and round, just like I remember from the pool.

After releasing his parents, Braden turned and saw me.

"John, I didn't know you were here already!"

Braden ran over to me and threw his arms around my waist in a big hug. I grabbed around his neck and rubbed my hand up and down his back. Looking up at Brad, he gives me a wink and he walks out the door with Jennifer.

The rest of the day was mostly in eventful; mostly. After Brad and Jennifer left, Braden returned to his room to play his games. When it was time for lunch, I called him out to eat. The whole time we were eating, I could hardly keep my eyes off him. He sat, unashamed of his nude beauty. After lunch, Braden returned to his room again for more game play.

As afternoon turned to evening, Braden emerged from his room.

"I'm bored playing games now. You wants to watch a movie with me?"

I, of course, would do anything to be able to spend time with him. Braden turned on the movie and we sat on the couch watching. About an hour into the film, Braden scooted really close to me, pulled his legs up onto the couch sort of like the fetal position, and laid his head on me. I instinctively wrapped my arm over him, allowing us to to cuddle. When I actually realized what was happening, I knew this would be my chance.

I moved my hand slowly down his side, feeling the smoothness of his skin the whole time. When my hand reached his ass, I softly cupped and massaged it. This didn't seem to phase Braden at all, he just kept his focus on the movie. I slowly moved my hand from his ass to the inside of his thigh and started rubbing it. As I rubbed it back and forth, if occasionally rub against his ball sack. He may have been focused on the movie, but I could tell I was getting his attention. Little by little, his tiny dick began to rise. I couldn't help but give a little snicker.

"Sorry, that's been happening a good bit lately."

"There's nothing to be sorry about. It's perfectly natural. What do you usually do when it happens?"

"I don't know. Sometimes I play with it until it gets small again."

"Play with it? How?"

"Ummm... I grab it close to my body and and pull on it, back and forth."

"Oh, so you masturbate."

"I.. umm... yeah, I guess so."

I gave a little chuckle at his response. He was so innocent, and I wasn't expecting that the way Brad talked about how open they are.

"Don't feel ashamed about it, all guys do it. Girls do it, too. It's natural for people to masturbate."

"Girls do it? How does that work?"

Oh boy, I've opened the girl door. If I ever want to take my chance I have to close it before I lose him!

"We can talk about that later. It's complicated. Let's focus on you for a minute. Does it feel good when you masturbate?

"Yeah. Sometimes I do it so long my body shakes and it begins to tickle."

I had to laugh again. He's just so innocent that it was adorable.

"That's you're orgasm. As you get older you'll produce sperm and it'll shoot out of you're dick when you get an orgasm. That's called cumming. Have you touched anyone else's dick, or someone touch yours?"

"No, just dad when he would sometimes help me bathe."

"Well, how would you like me to touch it? I can help you out with that stiffie."

"I.. uh.. I don't know.."

"I promise it will feel amazing. Better than when you do it yourself. How about this, we give it a try and if you don't like it we stop. It's your call."

"Umm.. well.. ok."

I smile and rub the top of his head

"That's my boy. Jut sit there and enjoy."

I slipped onto my knees on the floor in front of Braden. He wasn't really sure what to do, so I knew I would have to guide our little adventure. I grabbed his knees and pulled his legs apart, giving me clear access to his dick and balls. I reached out and grabbed his dick between my index finger and thumb, and began jacking him back and forth. I smiled up and Braden and he smiled back. I could tell he was enjoying it, but unsure at the same time.

"How's that feel?"

"Good."

"You want me to keep going?"

"Yeah."

I took that as an open invitation. While continuing to jacking him off, with my other hand I reached up and began to softly knead his ball between my fingers. He threw his head back and gave a small gasp of pleasure.

After a few minutes of playing with Braden's dick and balls, I wanted to give him more pleasure and have a little fun myself. I leaned in and wrapped my lips around the head of his dick. I was afraid at first I might be moving too fast, but the moment my lips touched his dick, Braden gave a big thrust from his hips sending his whole dick in my mouth. I sucked up and down a few times, then pulled off and looked up at Braden.

Braden had his eyes closed and was breathing hard. Obviously enjoying the new found pleasure, and lost in ecstasy from feelings he wasn't sure how to comprehend, the only thing I knew to do was continue.

I leaned in again and continued sucking his tiny dick. After a couple of minutes, Braden began bucking his hips. I like to be in control, so to prevent him from face fucking me, I used my arm to push down on his waist and keep him on the couch. After a few more minutes, as much as I loved sucking Braden's dick, my neck began to get tired from bobbing up and down. I wanted to get him to and orgasm, but it would have to happen soon.

In an attempt to take Braden into sensory over load, I licked my finger and pushed it between his ass cheeks and started to massage his little hole. While rubbing ass hole, I returned to ducking his dick. I must have achieved my goal, because Braden began moaning and breathing even heavier. In just a couple of minutes, he grabbed the back of my head and pulled me into him and pushed his dick all the way in my mouth. Obviously right on the edge, I used my tongue to circle the tip of his dick and applied just a little pressure with my finger, not quite penetrating his sphincter but giving him a nice sensation. This must have work because his body began to shake a little and his breathing stopped for a minute.

After a few seconds, his dick went limp in my mouth so I pulled free. Braden to say there, his body as limp as his dick.

"You ok?"

"That.. was.. amazing!"

I still has another two days alone with Braden. Those two days would be full more intimate moment and fun between me and Braden. I think it was safe to say that Braden would be requesting me to babysit more often.