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Authors name: Mitchell Knight (No Address)
Story title : Babysitting Discovery 

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Babysitting Discovery (M/b, ped)
by Mitchell Knight


This work of fiction may not be published in any form 
for commercial purposes without my written consent. You 
may distribute it as you wish with the header intact, 
but don't change anything.

 
Chapter 1

A cold November wind blew up from the north, catching 
me against the right side as I left my house. I stuck 
my hands in the pockets of my warm heavy coat and began 
walking through the thin carpet of white snow. It was 
the first snowfall of the year, and, living in the 
Midwest, I knew it would be the first of many.

I bowed my head against the unusually strong gusts of 
wind as I walked across the street and down the 
sidewalk a few houses to the Wallace's house. The 
Wallace's were friends of my parents, and I had been 
babysitting for the Wallace's son, Nick, for a couple 
of years now.

I enjoyed babysitting for Nick. The kid was really 
good, and it earned me some spending money. At 15, I 
wasn't old enough to drive or get a regular job, so 
babysitting was an acceptable option to me.

Mr. Wallace answered the door when I rang the bell.

"Hi, there, Alex, come on in," he greeted me warmly.

"Hi," I answered as I stepped into the warm house.

"Let me hang up your coat for you," Mr. Wallace 
offered, shutting the door.

I shrugged out of the coat. "Pretty cold out there," 
Mr. Wallace commented.

"Yeah," I said.

"Hi, Alex," Nick said as he preceded his mother into 
the entryway.

"Hey, Nick," I returned, smiling at the boy.

Nick was a cute little boy of eleven years with short 
black hair and sparkling brown eyes. He was an only 
child who was spoiled by his parents, but luckily this 
treatment hadn't gone to his head and turned him into a 
brat.

"Hi, Alex. We're going to probably be out until 1 or 2. 
I've left the numbers on the counter if you need to get 
a hold of us," Mrs. Wallace informed me.

"Okay," I acknowledged.

Mr. Wallace helped his wife into her coat and then put 
on his own.

 Mrs. Wallace kissed her son good-bye and Mr. Wallace 
said good-bye. Then the couple left.

Nick and I went to into the front room and watched TV. 
After a couple hours of this it was his bedtime. He 
went obediently upstairs and got ready for bed. A few 
minutes later I went and checked on him and found him 
snuggled under the covers.

"Goodnight, Nick," I said and turned off the light.

"Goodnight," he said.

I went back downstairs and found a bag of chips in the 
kitchen. I went back to the front room munching on 
these and feeling pretty horny. Lately it seemed like I 
needed to masturbate at least once a day in order to 
get rid of the incredible sexual tension I felt.

I wondered whether Mr. Wallace might have some porno 
videos I could watch. I hadn't masturbated yet that 
day, and I looked forward to doing it in the Wallace's 
house; it kind of gave it an added thrill doing it in 
the house of my parents' best friends.

There were cupboards on either side of the big screen 
TV, and I started going through these. I found some 
videotapes but all of them were labeled with the titles 
to tame children's movies.

When I reached the top shelf on the left side, I found 
a shoebox tucked away in the corner. I brought this out 
and opened it. There was on videotape in it. It was 
marked "Tami's Birthday Surprise. Love, Steve." Tami 
was Mrs. Wallace and Steve was her husband's first 
name.

Disappointed but curious, I took out the tape and stuck 
it in the VCR. I couldn't understand why this tape 
wasn't with the others. First I would solve that little 
mystery and then maybe I would go upstairs and look for 
some porn magazines in their bedroom.

I pushed play and then grabbed the remote. I sat down 
on the couch and watched as the video unfolded.

Steve sat on the bed in the master bedroom smiling into 
the camcorder as it recorded his image and voice.

"Hi, honey. Happy 35th Birthday. I've made a little 
video for you. I hope you enjoy it."

Steve smiled into the camera and then got up and left 
the camera's field of vision. The lights in the room 
dimmed a little, and then I could hear some mellow 
saxophone music begin to play.

Mr. Wallace returned to stand in front of the camera. 
He slowly began to grind his hips in time with the 
music. I felt a distinct stirring my groin as I 
realized what was about to happen. The butterflies in 
my stomach woke up to flutter slightly as I became 
excited.

My eyes were locked to the TV screen as I watched Steve 
peel of his shirt and toss it off camera. For the first 
time I noticed how good-looking he was. He had the same 
black hair as his son and those seductive brown eyes 
also. He was in his mid-thirties so he was still young 
looking, and he had a slim athletic body. His chest was 
well defined without being bulky, and it was smooth and 
tanned.

Up to this point my fantasies when I masturbated had 
been vaguely about a couple of cute guys I'd seen in 
the shower. A few times I'd thought about touching 
their cocks or jacking off with them. Recently I'd 
fantasized about sucking on their cocks, but this video 
made it all more real. I was getting really hot and 
worked up.

As Steve slid down his pants, I quickly stood up and 
frantically tore off my clothes. I wanted to be naked 
now! I wanted my body completely bare with my raging, 
pulsing dick exposed. It was just Steve and I in the 
room and he was doing a sexy striptease for me.

As his pants slid down, his firm white ass was exposed. 
He was wearing a red G-string that allowed me to see 
his full butt. Tiny black hairs peeked out around the 
strip of fabric running in the crack of his ass.

I lay down naked on the couch while he stopped out of 
his pants. Then he turned slowly to show off the 
prominent bulge in his underwear. I couldn't stand it 
any longer.

My hand slid slowly down my smooth hairless chest to my 
abdomen and then to lightly brush the thick bush of 
curly brown pubic hair at the base of my penis. Then, 
in one swift motion, I lightly grabbed my throbbing 
erection. A soft sigh escaped my lips as my hand came 
in contact with my highly sensitive member.

I watched as Steve hooked his fingers in either side of 
the G-string. My hand went up and down slowly on my 
erection, sliding the loose skin and bringing pleasure 
to my body.

He slowly dragged them down, first revealing his black 
pubic hair, and then the base of his penis, and then 
all of his big cock. It wasn't erect which disappointed 
me. I had hoped I would get to see him erect, but I was 
glad to see this anyway.

His pubic hair seemed sparser than mine. It looked as 
if he'd trimmed it because there was only a small, 
short patch at the base of his penis. I had more hair. 
His balls were bigger than mind though, and they hung 
loose in the hairless sac.

Once he kicked off the underwear, he smiled seductively 
at the camera. I felt like he was smiling right at me. 
Then he approached the camera. He disappeared then, and 
I watched as the focus was adjusted to center on the 
middle of the bed. He came back into the camera's view 
as he crawled onto the bed. He held a bottle of a clear 
liquid in his hand.

Sitting down on the bed, he opened the bottle and 
poured some on his hand. He began rubbing this onto his 
chest. I realized the show wasn't over yet, and I began 
to pick up the rhythm of my stroking.

He spread what must have been baby oil all over his 
chest until it glistened. Then the next handful ended 
up on his cock. Putting away the oil, Steve began to 
stroke his flaccid member with two slick hands.

I picked up the pace on my stroking as I became more 
excited by the solo action on the screen. Soon it was 
standing proud and shiny between his legs. It looked 
huge. It was at least a couple inches longer than my 
six inches, and it was also thicker.

As Steve continued his two handed stroking, I realized 
he intended to come for the camera. This thought would 
have driven me over the edge if I hadn't jerked my hand 
away from my erection at that point. I couldn't come 
here and make a mess of the room. I would go in the 
bathroom or somewhere where it would be easier to clean 
up, but right now I had to finish this video.

My whole body was trembling slightly in excitement and 
frustration. My penis begged me to finish it off, but 
through a tremendous act of willpower, I kept my hand 
away.

On the TV, Steve's pace was picking up. His head began 
to snap forward and back as his whole body got into his 
whacking off. His slippery hand moved quickly up and 
down his thick, hard cock.

Soon all his body movements froze except for his hand. 
His legs and chest tensed and his head snapped back. He 
let out a loud, audible groan as a thick jet of white 
semen exploded from his purple cock head. This first 
thick glob landed on his tan, glistening chest. Then 
spurt after spurt erupted from his dick. They rained 
down on his chest and legs and on the bed.

He lay there breathing heavily for a few seconds as his 
erection slowly wilted. Then he looked directly into 
the camera and smiled. He ran a finger through one of 
the white globs on his chest and brought this to his 
mouth. He licked the cum from his finger.

"I bet you wish you were eating this," he said, 
smiling. 

"Tonight, honey."

Then the tape ended. I pressed stop on the remote.

"You have a big dick," a familiar voice said from the 
shadows at the doorway.

"Nick!" I exclaimed, scrambling up from the couch while 
trying to hide my erection with my hands.

'Oh, shit!' I thought. 'What did he see? And what's he 
going to tell his parents about seeing me like this?'



Chapter 2


"What are you doing up?" I asked, my fear turning to 
anger. 

"I couldn't get to sleep. I was cold," Nick complained. 

I buttoned the top my pants and walked over to him. It 
was a little chilly in the house I now noticed. The air 
was cool against my naked torso. I just didn't notice 
it before when I was getting so heated up. 

"What were you watching?" Nick asked. I glanced at him 
and noticed his pajama pants were sticking out in the 
crotch. I wondered if seeing me on the couch like that 
had excited him or if his erection was for another 
reason. 

"You mean you didn't see?" I asked, feeling one of my 
concerns dissolve away. 

"No. You turned it off before I could look. I was...I 
was looking at you," Nick answered. 

'Did he blush?' I wondered. The lighting was dim in the 
hall we were talking through, but I could have sworn I 
saw faint coloration in his cheeks as he made his 
admission. 

"I was watching something that little kids shouldn't 
watch," I told him. We were on the stairs now. 

"I'm not a little kid," Nick protested. "I want to 
watch it."

"You can't," I argued once we were in his room. "Look, 
let me see if I can find an extra blanket. Get back in 
bed."

Nick crawled slowly under the covers while I went into 
the hall closet. I found a thick quilt and brought this 
back. I threw it on the bed and carefully tucked it in 
around Nick. 

"There, are you warmer now?" I asked. 

"Yeah."

"Okay, now go back to sleep," I said. I started to 
leave. 

"Can I see you dick again?" Nick asked. 

"Huh?"

"I don't get to see hairy ones. Please?" Nick pleaded. 
"I'll show you mine."

Nick pushed off the blankets and quickly pulled down 
his loose pants to expose his cute little boy penis to 
my eyes. It had gone limp which I was disappointed 
with, but it was an interesting change from the large 
hairy ones I always saw in the showers at school. 

"Okay, now ya gotta show me yours," Nick said, sliding 
his pants up after giving me that quick peek. 

I decided to go along with it. I guess it had something 
to do with playing fair, and I was also excited by the 
idea of intentionally showing him my penis. 

I undid my pants and pulled them down to mid-thigh. My 
penis was semi-hard so it looked fairly impressive. 

"I can't wait 'til my dick gets that big and has hair," 
Nick commented wistfully. 

I pulled up my pants and buttoned them. "Not too long 
now."

"Really?" Nick asked hopefully, his eyes returning to 
my face now that the show was over. 

"Yeah. I started growing hair when I was twelve," I 
answered. 

"I can get a hardon, but I can't shoot. You can shoot, 
right?" Nick asked. 

"Yes."

"If I show you my hardon, will you show me yours?" Nick 
asked. 

This was getting a little out of hand, I began to 
realize. I didn't want to stop it thought because all 
of this talk was exciting me again, and I was still 
horny. I began to wonder how far he would go. I hoped 
he would take it to a point where I could get off. 

"Yeah, I'll show mine," I answered. 

Nick got up out of bed and went to his dresser. 

"What are you doing?" I asked. 

He opened a drawer and pulled out a sock. 

"This feels good. I gives me a hardon," he explained. 

Nick pulled off his pajama shirt and pants. I could see 
he already was a little stiff. He jumped back in bed 
and lay down. I slipped out of my pants and went to the 
other side and sat down next to him. 

He slowly rubbed the sock against his penis. Watching 
him do this made me completely hard again. Nick looked 
over at me and stopped his rubbing. He pulled the sock 
away to reveal about four inches of slim eleven-year-
old cock. His size surprised me, but then I remembered 
his father's impressive erection, and I realized Nick 
was just following in his father's footsteps. 

"Can I touch it?" Nick asked, sitting up. 

"Sure."

He reached out and lightly touched the head of my cock 
with his soft hand. Then he ran it down the front of my 
shaft without lifting it. 

I shivered at the pleasure this gave me. 

"It's so big," he said as he tried to wrap his small 
hand around the shaft. 

I just chuckled. If he thought mine was big, he should 
have seen his dad's. 

"Touch mine," Nick suggested. 

My index finger lightly touched the slit and then 
circled around the top. I ran it down the back of his 
penis and then took the small, loose scrotal sac into 
my hand. I stroked along the inner sides of the sac 
with my thumb and index finger. 

'So smooth!' I thought. 

Then I began to slide the loose skin around his penis 
up and down with my thumb and first two fingers. His 
own hand began imitating my motions. As I stroked his 
cock, I realized the opportunity to fulfill one of my 
fantasies was here in my hand. 

"Can I suck on your dick?" I asked. 

This request seemed to leave him speechless, but after 
his shocked look passed, he nodded. 

I knelt between his legs and slowly lowered my mouth 
onto his small cock. I was exciting, but I couldn't say 
it was doing anything for me. I sucked on it a little 
bit, but still couldn't figure out why I'd fantasized 
about this. 

Not willing to give up, I took first one and then the 
other testicle into my mouth. They weren't any bigger 
than jellybeans, and the skin felt so smooth. 

A new idea came to mind: I wondered if I could make him 
come. I ran my tongue around the head of his cock. 

"How does that feel?" I asked. 

"Good."

Then I took his cock into my mouth, taking it all the 
way to them hilt. I clamped my mouth firmly around his 
erection and quickly drew back 2to the head. Then I 
plunged down again. I slowly picked up speed. Nick 
seemed to like it because soon his hips started bucking 
to meet my mouth. 

Suddenly his body tensed and his penis twitched in my 
mouth. I removed my mouth and looked at him. 

"Did that feel good?" I asked. 

"Yeah! That felt really great. I want to see you 
shoot," Nick said. 

Truthfully, I wanted to come really bad at that point 
too. Pre-cum had dribbled out my dick and was running 
down the shaft. 

"Okay, but let's go in the bathroom," I answered. I 
didn't want to make a mess in his bed. 

Nick got up, and we went to the bathroom. 

"Wait here," I told him. 

I left and hurried into the master bedroom. On one of 
the shelves
in their bathroom I found the baby oil Steve must have 
used in the video. I ran back to the bathroom with this 
in hand, my near-bursting erection slapping against my 
stomach as I ran. 

 Nick sat on the toilet seat waiting. He still had an 
erection. I stepped into the tub and unscrewed the 
bottle. 

After pouring a generous amount of oil into my hand, I 
slathered it on my eager cock. I screwed back on the 
cap and then began stroking my erection. 

I slid my hand over the purple engorged head and felt a 
tremor of pleasure in response. Then I began jerking 
off in earnest with my slippery hand gliding easily 
over my well-oiled shaft. 

The pressure in my groin built and my balls contracted 
against my body. Soon my whole body was enveloped in 
the stimulating, mind-numbing ecstasy. 

I gasped as the orgasm sent a shudder through my body. 
The first spurt splattered against the far wall of the 
shower. The following ones landed in the tub itself.

"Wow!" Nick exclaimed.

He got up and collected some of the cum in his hand. I 
rested against the wall of the shower, exhausted after 
that sensational orgasm.

"You better get to bed," I said, without much 
conviction.

"Okay. Will you sleep with me?" he asked.

"Sure, just let me clean this up," I answered. 

He washed his hands and scurried off to bed. I cleaned 
up the mess in the tub and returned the oil. The I 
climbed into bed with Nick. 

He snuggled up against my naked body.

I ended up falling asleep. When I woke I got an 
adrenaline rush as I realized the Wallace's would be 
home soon. I got out of bed, careful not to disturb 
Nick. I grabbed my pants and raced downstairs.

Throwing on my clothes, I scrambled over to the VCR and 
ejected the tape. I put it back in the box and returned 
it to its hiding spot. Then I sat down in front of the 
TV and found something suitable to watch. 

It turned out I rushed for no reason; they arrived a 
half hour later.

"How was Nick?" Mrs. Wallace asked.

"Great," I answered. "No problems."

"Good."

"That's good to hear," Mr. Wallace (or Steve, as I now 
thought of him) said as he entered the house. "Here you 
go."

He handed me a twenty-dollar bill. I tried to avoid 
looking at his crotch, but with my new knowledge it was 
difficult. I noticed it did bulge slightly. I wanted to 
rip off his pants and feast my eyes on that huge piece 
of meant.

"Are you available to baby-sit next weekend?" Mrs. 
Wallace asked.

"Sure."

"Good. I'm going to be out of town and, although Steve 
denies it, I think he'll need to get away from Nick for 
a few hours."

I nodded.

"I'll give you a call," Steve said, smiling.

I left their house and headed back to my own. I hoped 
he would call me again. I couldn't wait until I saw 
that tape again.



Chapter 3


Steve did end up calling me on Thursday. Apparently he 
had made some plans for Saturday night, so he wanted me 
to come over and sit for a few hours. He planned on 
making it an early night.

The weather had cleared up a little by Saturday. Most 
of the snow had melted away and the sun had just set as 
I walked over to the Wallace's.

"Hi, Alex," Steve greeted me.

"Hi," I answered, mentally adding 'Steve.'

My eyes surreptitiously found his crotch while he took 
my coat from me. He was wearing very tight pants and I 
could almost make out every curve of his cock.

When he turned to hang up my coat, I stared unabashedly 
at his ass. I could see the lines of his jockey shorts 
through his tight pants. In a brief flash, my mind's 
eye conjured up the image of his firm, white, naked 
butt cheeks as he had shown them off in the video. I 
flushed bright red.

"Is something wrong? Are you sick?" Steve asked, 
turning around and noticing my condition.

"No, I'm okay."

"All right. Nick is in the kitchen with a friend. I 
told them he could sleep over, but make sure they're in 
bed by 10:30. I don't care if they don't go to sleep 
right away, but get them in bed. If you have any 
problems, just give me a call."

We had moved into the kitchen where Nick and his friend 
were contentedly munching on popcorn at the table. I 
recognized his friend, he'd been over before when I had 
babysat. His name was Chris, and he was a year or two 
older than Nick.

"Hi, Alex," Nick said, waving.

"Hi," I answered with a smile.

"The number where you can reach me is right here," 
Steve showed me.

I nodded.

"Okay, you guys, be good for Alex. I'll see you guys 
tomorrow morning for breakfast. I'll make some jumbo 
pancakes," Steve promised.

The boys cheered.

"I should be back by midnight," Steve told me before he 
left.

The boys kept to themselves while I was there. They 
went up to Nick's room after finishing their popcorn, 
and when I went up to check on them later I found the 
door closed. Nick explained that they were getting 
changed for bed. I glanced at my watch and saw that it 
was only a quarter to ten.

I checked back a half hour later, and they let me in. 
They were both in bed. I said goodnight, shut off the 
light, and left, closing the door behind me.

I went downstairs and watched a little TV. I was eager 
to watch the tape, but I wanted to make sure the boys 
were up there to stay for the night. Having Nick catch 
me had turned out okay, but I didn't know if I would be 
so lucky with his friend Chris.

After I'd decided a suitable amount of time had passed, 
I went to the tapes hiding place. I got down the 
shoebox and opened it. Inside there was a white piece 
of paper with the tape. Curious, since the paper hadn't 
been there the last time, I opened it.

I nearly dropped the box when I read it.

	Alex,

	 Wait until I get back tonight, and I'll give you 
your own private show.

			Steve

My trembling hand crumpled up the note.

'How did he find out?' I wondered.

I returned the tape to its spot and sat down. I was in 
a very nervous state. I didn't know what to think. I 
just couldn't believe that he had found out.

My nervousness was also tinged with a bit of excitement 
and sexual tension. I considered the offer described in 
the note, and my dick stiffened immediately. I wanted 
to know now what was going on.

I didn't have to wait very long. I heard the garage 
door open about a half hour later. I waited on the 
couch, trying to keep my knees from shaking. I shut off 
the TV and turned to watch as Steve entered the house. 
In the background, the garage door was automatically 
closing.

"Hi, Alex. Did you get my note?" Steve asked, with a 
big grin.

I nodded. In my highly excited and nervous state, I was 
worried that my voice might crack and betray me, so I 
didn't answer his question verbally. 

"So, are you interested?" he asked, coming into the 
room.

"How did you find out?" I got up the courage to ask. 
Luckily my voice came out strong and normal sounding.

"You forgot to rewind the tape," Steve answered, 
smiling again.

'Stupid, stupid! Of course, that was it!' I realized. I 
had been in such a rush the last time I hadn't even 
bothered to think about that. 

"Do you want to go up to my room?" Steve asked.

"What are you going to do?" I asked, wanting to race 
right up those stairs right now, but holding back 
because of doubts in my mind.

"Nothing you don't want to do. I thought we could 
pleasure each other. I promise you, if you come 
upstairs with me, you will have the best time of your 
life. Don't worry, I won't hurt you," Steve responded 
soothingly, his deep masculine voice massaging away my 
worries.

"Okay," I answered, getting up.

I followed him up the stairs and into his bedroom. He 
closed and locked the door behind him. He dimmed the 
lights.

"How are you feeling?" he asked.

"Fine," I answered.

"Would you like to take off my clothes?" he asked.

I swallowed and nodded.

"Go ahead," he said, moving in closer.

I took off his coat first. In our rush, he still hadn't 
removed that.

"What should I do with it?" I asked.

"Just throw it on the floor," Steve replied.

I let it drop and then I began unbuttoning his shirt. I 
did this slowly so as to enjoy each part of his chest 
that was revealed. Since the video, he had lost much of 
his tan, but he was still darker than I was. With his 
black hair and brown eyes, he had a slightly darker 
complexion than I.

The final button came undone once I pulled his shirt 
out of his pants. I slid it off his shoulders, and then 
tried to pull it off, but it got caught on his wrists. 

"You have to undo those buttons too," Steve told me.

Going to his right hand, I undid the button at that 
wrist first. 

I pulled the shirt off his right hand and ran my hand 
over the black hairs that curled on his arm. Then I 
undid the left and pulled the shirt completely off and 
let it fall to the floor.

I went to his pants and undid the button and slowly 
unzipped him. I pulled the tight pants down over his 
ass and then they fell to his ankles on their own. He 
wore white jockeys, which I had glimpsed earlier in the 
night through his tight pants. The head of his large 
erection poked out the top of the waistband of his 
underwear.

Steve took off his shoes and socks and then stepped out 
of his pants. I pulled down his underwear and gazed on 
the erection that I had engraved in my memory. It 
excited me even more in person. My erection throbbed 
painfully within the confines of my pants.

Now completely naked, Steve wrapped his arms around me 
and pressed himself against my body. He dipped his head 
to mine and gave me a long gentle kiss. I tasted 
willingly of his open mouth. I felt his strong hands 
lightly grip my buttocks.

Then he ran his hands up under my shirt along the 
smooth flesh of my chest. He pulled the shirt off over 
my head and then darted forward and took my right 
nipple in his mouth. He bit it lightly.

"Oh!" I exclaimed lightly, partly in surprise and 
partly because I enjoyed the feeling that came with it.

He smiled and bit the left one. I ran my hands along 
his back and down to his ass. I felt the smooth flesh 
there and then ran a finger along his crack, feeling 
the short hairs that grew there as he pulled down my 
pants.

We went over to the bed where I sat down. He knelt 
before me and pulled off my socks and then he buried 
his head in my crotch. He lightly bit my erection 
through the thin cotton of my jockey shorts. Then his 
hands were gripping the waistband of my underwear.

He looked deep into my eyes as he slowly tugged at 
them. I lifted my hips to allow him to slowly slip them 
off. I could see his concern and lust for me within 
those deep brown eyes of his. Impulsively I leaned 
forward and kissed him.

"Lay back on the pillow," he urged.

I lay down on the bed with my head on the pillow. He 
crawled onto the bed and knelt between my legs. He 
spread them apart a little further so he had enough 
room. Then his head came down, and he lightly kissed 
the head of my erection.

Steve's tongue flicked out and swirled around the head 
of my penis. It felt incredible. This was so much 
better than using my hand. I now understood the mystery 
behind oral sex.

His tongue traveled down the length of my erection and 
then he licked at my balls. There was a place on my 
left nut where the hair was worn away, and he slowly 
stroked this with his tongue. It felt great!

Then he started licking the skin behind my balls and 
working his way back. When his tongue touched my anus, 
at first I thought I'd been mistaken, but then he 
licked it again. As his tongue shallowly probed my 
hole, I realized this was no mistake. I began to squirm 
as he drove his tongue deeper, driving me wild. I 
pushed my bottom into his face, losing myself in the 
experience and the feelings.

His finger replaced his tongue in my well-lubed anus. 
It didn't feel as good, but it was still welcome. He 
kept it just at the opening, with only about a half 
inch inserted. This changed as his mouth engulfed my 
erection to the base. As he bobbed up and down on my 
cock, his finger echoed his head motions, going in and 
out of my hole.

As he pushed deeper into me, it began to hurt a little, 
but the sensations his mouth was giving me counteracted 
the minor discomfort. I clutched at the material of the 
comforter as my entire body began to tense. My hands 
froze in this position as my climax built within me.

His movements sped up as I reached the brink. I felt 
myself reach the point of orgasm, but I didn't come. 
This climax continued to build, surpassing any I'd ever 
had before.

I felt Steve's finger thrust forward quickly as his 
head came down on my dick. The head of my penis scraped 
against the back of his throat, and all of this sent me 
over the edge. My entire body became rigid and I came 
in his mouth. It seemed like this went on forever as I 
shot spurt after spurt of my semen into his mouth, but 
I finally came down from this new height of ecstasy, 
and my body went limp.

I ached all over from the prolonged tensing of my 
muscles; my knuckles cracked as I released the 
comforter from my grip. A deep calm descended over me, 
soothing away the soreness in my muscles.

"Judging from your reaction, I'd guess you liked that," 
Steve said, grinning.

"I did," I replied softly.

He laid down beside me, putting his arm around me. I 
laid my head on his chest.

"I'm glad."

I ran my hand down his abdomen to his small patch of 
pubic hair.

"Did you cut this?" I asked.

Steve chuckled. "Yes. It's something Tami likes. She 
usually trims it every once in a while. Do you like 
it?"

"Yes," I answered. His black pubic hair seemed so neat 
and controlled in its trimmed state. Much different 
from my unruly thick pubic hair.

I began running my hand over his penis. It slowly began 
to inflate as I touched it.

"Are you gay?" I asked.

"Maybe. Sort of. I enjoy sex with my wife, but there's 
just some things she can't do for me that I need a guy 
for," he answered.

"Like what?" I asked.

Steve shook his head. "That's for later. Right now I'd 
like you to suck my dick."

I stared at his large member at that point. It was 
fully erect and stood at attention impressively between 
his legs.

"I don't think I can take it all--" I protested.

"I know you can't. That's okay. Just suck on the end. 
That's all that matters," Steve explained.

I nodded, realizing this was true. I moved out of his 
embrace and got down between his legs.

"You don't have to eat my cum if you don't want to," 
Steve said.

"No. I want to," I realized.

"Okay."

He spread his legs further apart, and I went to work.

I opened my mouth wide and took in as much of his cock 
as I could.

 I filled my mouth with his dick. I held it steady with 
my hand while I went down on it. My hand couldn't reach 
all the way around. My other hand tickled his huge 
hairless balls.

He put his hands on my shoulders and squeezed when he 
started to reach orgasm. I increased my rhythm at this 
signal and used my hand to provide more friction lower 
on his cock.

He came after a minute tensing in his legs. His cum 
spilled into my mouth. I swallowed as fast as I could 
because there was so much, and I wanted to make sure I 
got it all. What I did taste as it rushed past my 
tongue was salty and delicious. Even with all my 
efforts to not let it escape, some of his cum slid from 
my mouth onto his erection. I licked this up after he 
finished.

"Was that the first blowjob you've ever given?" he 
asked.

"Yes," I lied. I didn't want to tell him about his son 
and I.

"That wasn't too bad. Next time I'll teach you some 
things that will make it even better," Steve promised.

I realized that there would be other times, and I 
looked forward to them. Before I left that night, Steve 
gave me a picture of himself completely naked with his 
juicy exciting cock fully erect. His body was very tan 
and oily in the picture. I didn't bother to ask how the 
picture had been taken, or who had taken it, I was just 
happy to have this secret memento.

The picture found a hiding spot in one of my Isaac 
Asimov books on my bookshelves. I took it out to look 
at often.



Chapter 4


A couple of weeks went by before I got a call from the 
Wallace's to baby-sit. I was going crazy waiting for 
them to call again. I couldn't get my encounter with 
Steve out of my mind. Every time I would masturbate I 
would think about him and what we had done together. Of 
course I would have his picture out to look at to fuel 
my fantasy.

Sometimes when I masturbated now I would stick a finger 
up my ass to stimulate myself that way. I was so glad 
that Steve had shown me that new delight. It didn't 
hurt any more, and I pushed my finger as far in as it 
would go while I masturbated. I had some pretty amazing 
orgasms doing this, but none of them matched the one 
Steve had given me.

In the showers at school I would still look at the 
others boys, but none of them could really measure up 
to the object of my desire. They all had that thick 
patch of pubic hair. None of them were daring enough to 
trim it. Their cocks just didn't measure up to Steve's 
either. He stood alone compared to these boys.

Often though I would find myself staring at certain 
boys in the shower with black or dark hair and build 
their proportions into Steve's, but this became a 
dangerous use of my imagination. This would always lead 
to a stiffening of my cock which would have been 
embarrassing in those surroundings, so I would quickly 
turn away from whatever guy I was looking at.

Toward the end of my second week without Steve, my 
fantasies took a turn to the outrageous. I was staring 
at Steve's picture and heartily stroking myself with a 
finger buried deep in my anus when my encounter with 
Nick sprang to mind. This led to my picturing Nick, 
Steve, and I together in the master bedroom.

I pictured all three of us on the bed naked and sucking 
on each other. I saw myself sticking my pinky up Nick's 
asshole--he was the one I was sucking--and watching 
Nick suck on his father's large erection. I came, 
excited and worried about this image. My cum spurted up 
onto my chest and onto my hand. So involved had I 
become with the fantasy, I hadn't grabbed a tissue in 
time to catch the semen.

As I was cleaning up, I thought about the direction 
this latest fantasy had taken me. I wondered whether it 
was wrong for me to get excited about seeing a father 
and son have sex. The phone rang and interrupted these 
thoughts.

I put away the picture and began to get dressed when my 
mom knocked on the door.

"What?" I called.

"It's Mrs. Wallace on the phone," my mother called 
through the door. "She wants to know if you can baby-
sit Saturday night."

The word 'yes' flew out of my mouth almost before she 
even finished the sentence. Yes, I had to return to 
that house for some more excitement. Two weeks was far 
too long for me to wait to see Steve.

The two days I had to wait were almost unbearable, but 
I kept on telling myself that I had waited two weeks 
already, I could wait a little longer. During those two 
days I abstained from any masturbating, but it was 
difficult. I wanted to wait until I was back in that 
house because there was that chance that I would have 
sex. I knew that with Mrs. Wallace around, there was 
only a slim chance of getting together with Steve, but 
there was always that tape that I could masturbate to, 
and there was also Nick. He was a poor substitute for 
his father, but he was still better than doing it by 
myself.

Saturday night finally arrived, and I hurried over to 
their house. Steve greeted me at the door. Mrs. Wallace 
entered the entryway right after I got there.

"Hello, Alex," she said as Steve took my coat.

"Hi," I answered. I kept in check the surprising amount 
of dislike I suddenly felt for her. If it wasn't for 
her, Steve and I wouldn't have had any problem having 
sex that night. As it stood right now, I didn't see any 
possible way that we could, but I still hoped that 
maybe Steve had some plan.

"We'll be back around 1 or 2, like usual," Mrs. Wallace 
began to explain. "Nick's friend Chris is here, and he 
can sleep over, but if they misbehave, just send him 
home."

I nodded. I wished Steve were explaining this. I loved 
to hear his deep, husky voice.

They left after the regular string of instructions. I 
joined the boys as they watched TV. After the first 
show got over, they both got up.

"We're going to go play upstairs," Nick explained to 
me.

"Okay," I said.

They left the room and trotted upstairs. I decided to 
watch the next sitcom, but I got up and went into the 
kitchen for a soda. While I was out there, I heard the 
sound of water being run upstairs. I wondered what they 
could possibly being doing.

Concerned that they might be up to something that I 
could get in trouble for, I went upstairs to 
investigate. 

The sounds were coming from behind the bathroom door. 
It sounded like someone was drawing water for a bath. I 
put my ear up against the door to see if I could hear 
what was going on.

"Can you shoot?" I heard Nick ask.

"Yeah," Chris answered.

"You don't have any hair though," Nick observed.

"No, but I can still shoot. I'll show you. I just rub 
my dick when I'm taking a bath and it comes out. It's 
kinda sticky," Chris said.

"Yeah, I know," Nick said.

"How do you know? You can't do it yet."

"No, but--"

At this point I tried the knob on the door, and finding 
it unlocked, I opened the door.

"What are you guys doing in here?" I asked, feigning 
surprise.

Both boys tried to cover up their erections, and 
started blushing at the embarrassment at having been 
caught. I got a good look at Chris though, and I 
noticed that he was really cute. He had blond hair and 
light blue eyes. He had a very trim, husky build. I 
think that he was twelve or thirteen. I decided on 
twelve since he didn't have any pubic hair, but I could 
have been wrong. He had a shorter penis than Nick's. It 
was only about three inches long, and very thin.

"Nothin'," Nick answered in that way kids have of 
denying everything even when it's obvious what was 
going on.

"Can I do nothin' with you?" I asked, smiling. I felt 
my erection penis began to stiffen in my pants.

Nick brightened. "Yeah." He turned to Chris and said, 
"It's okay. Alex is really cool. He showed me something 
neat."

I calmly started to undress, feeling very confident 
that this situation wouldn't lead to any problems for 
me. Chris seemed as interested in watching me take off 
my clothes as Nick was.

Once I was naked, I wasn't quite sure what to do. 
Before it had been either Steve or Nick who had really 
guided the sexual encounter for the most part. It 
seemed as if I had put myself in the dominant role in 
this situation. Now I had to figure out where I was 
going to take this.

"You have cum?" I asked Chris.

He nodded.

"Let's get in the tub together and then I'll show you 
something that feels really good," I suggested.

Nick hopped in immediately, and then Chris and I 
followed. I sat down in the warm water against the end 
of the tub. I had Chris stand before me and Nick sat on 
the edge of the tub watching us. Chris' stature was 
perfect for me to reach his penis while I sat.

I took the thin three-incher in my mouth. It fit quite 
comfortably. I felt his balls and noticed that these 
were bigger than Nick's even if his cock wasn't. I 
pulled back slowly on his erection keeping my lips 
firmly clamped on the smooth flesh of his penis.

Bringing my lips to the tip of his erection, I slid my 
tongue around the top of his penis a few times like 
Steve had done to me.

"Doesn't it feel good?" Nick asked his friend.

"Yeah," Chris mumbled, caught up in the new, delightful 
sensations.

"Alex did that to me before," Nick bragged.

I ignored their idle chatter as I concentrated on 
making the boy come. I slid my mouth slowly down the 
length of his cock once again, and then came back up. I 
began to pick up the pace of the blowjob, and Chris got 
into it, bringing his hips forward to meet my mouth as 
I slid to the base of his erection.

He leaned forward a little bit just as I felt his body 
begin to tense up with the onslaught of his climax. He 
put his hands on my shoulders and rested his weight 
against me as the first spurt of semen shot into my 
mouth. 

"Ahhhh," he groaned in release.

After a couple more spurts, he slumped against me. I 
drew him into my lap and he rested his head against my 
shoulder.

"You ate his stuff?" Nick asked, his face screwed up in 
disgust.

"Yeah," I answered.

"Did it taste good?" he asked.

"It tasted very good," I answered.

"What does it taste like?"

I just chuckled. "I can't really describe it. You have 
to try it for yourself to find out."
"I want to eat yours," Nick said.

"Okay," I answered.

Chris got up and took Nick's place on the edge of the 
tub. I stood up and Nick knelt before me in the water. 
He opened his mouth and fed the head of my limp penis 
into it. At the first touch of his lips and the inside 
of his hot little mouth, I became erect.

I had to admire the kid. He did his best to take as 
much of my erection as he could, but he was too small. 
He just couldn't take it all. His mouth felt really 
great on my dick though. He began to imitate the motion 
of the blowjob, bobbing up and down the length of my 
dick. It felt good, but not good enough to get me off.

I suggested he increase the tempo, but even that didn't 
really work. He just didn't have the experience and 
knowledge of his father. I gently lifted his head from 
my cock after a few minutes of the blowjob.

"It's just not going to work. Here, I'll jerk off and 
then you can eat what comes out," I said.

"I'll stand right here and catch it," Nick said.

"I want to catch some too," Chris said. "I want to 
taste it."

He got up and stood by Nick's side in the water. The 
idea of shooting my cum all over these two boys was 
really getting me excited. 

This was going to turn out better than if I had come in 
Nick's mouth.

I lathered my cock up with the soap and then steadily 
began to stroke myself. Jacking off for my enraptured 
audience brought out the showman in me. I started off 
slow so as to build the sense of anticipation. I ran my 
hand around the head of my erection and then brought it 
slowly down the shaft.

Grabbing it in my first, I began to slide the loose 
skin up and down the length of the shaft. With my other 
hand, I poked a finger slowly up my anus and thrust 
this in and out. Both hands began to pick up speed so 
that my stroking grew faster as my finger went in 
faster and deeper.

The pressure in my groin began to build until finally I 
passed the breaking point. As I came, shooting a huge 
load built up over two days, I took aim. I tried to 
spray equal globs of my sticky white semen over both 
boys.

Once I finished, I collapsed into the tub, sitting down 
in the water to flush away the soapsuds. I watched as 
Nick eagerly wiped off a thick glob of cum from his 
chest and brought it to his mouth to taste. Chris took 
a more tentative approach. He watched as his friend ate 
it, before he cautiously tried it himself.

"It's good," Nick told me, wiping some more off his 
body and bringing it to his mouth.

"Okay, you guys, get cleaned up. I'm going to go back 
downstairs," I said.

I had gotten my rocks off so most of the excitement 
with being with the two kids had left me. I got out of 
the tub and dried off while they began to wash. I got 
dressed and left them.

Watching TV kept me entertained for the next couple of 
hours. I went upstairs once to check and make sure the 
boys were in bed before I came back downstairs. I was 
starting to feel horny again, so I decided I would take 
out the tape and watch that and then maybe masturbate 
again. 

When I opened the box I found another note on top of 
the tape.

	Alex,

	 Sorry, tonight just won't work out. (The wife and 
all you know) Don't worry, we'll get back together 
again soon if you want to. Here's another picture for 
you to keep. Watch the video again if you want.

		 I look forward to our next time,

					Steve
The picture was of him. It must have been taken about 
the same time as the last one. His tan body was all 
oiled up, but in this one he was rubbing newly expelled 
semen from his cock all over his chest. I could see a 
drop of cum hanging from his thick cock and cum on his 
hands and chest as he rubbed it in.

'Next time,' I told myself.

I watched the tape and did end up masturbating as I 
fantasized about what the next time would be like.



Chapter 5


Christmas was fast approaching, and I was looking 
forward to it this time of the year for different 
reasons than I usually did. Sure the presents and the 
good cheer that came with the holiday were nice, but 
this year I was really looking forward to it because of 
all the parties that the Wallace's would be going to. 
This would get me over to their house a lot in the next 
few weeks, and hopefully Steve would make good on his 
promise and we would get together again soon, so he 
could show me everything he had hinted about.

At first I thought my dreams of this season were 
crushed when my mother started talking at dinner one 
night about the Wallace's.

"I talked to Tami today," my mom was saying to my dad, 
"and you'll never guess what they're doing for 
Christmas."

"What?" he asked.

"They're going to Florida for the week that Nick has 
off of school," my mom answered.
'Oh no!' I thought.

"Doesn't that sound like fun?" she asked.

"Yes it does. I'm sure it will be a nice change for 
them to be some place warm for Christmas."

"She also asked me something that you and I will have 
to talk about," my mom continued.

"What's that?" he asked.

"She asked if Alex could go along and watch Nick for 
the week," she answered.
'Florida? With Steve? For a week?' 

"Oh, mom, can I?" I pleaded. "Please let me go."

"No fair," my little sister protested. "Why does he get 
to go to Florida? I want to go too."

"That would be nice," my dad commented.

"Can I go, Dad? Please," I asked.

"We have been invited to go along. They're staying in a 
house some friends of theirs own. Their friends are 
going to be out of town for that week visiting 
relatives." my mom added.

"Really? Hmm...why don't we all go then?" he suggested.

"Yah!" my sister cheered. "Disneyworld!"

I breathed an internal sigh of relief. Christmas was 
going to turn out even better than I had thought.

The week before we left seemed to go quickly since we 
were involved in preparations for the trip. I also 
found that being able to spend a whole week with Steve 
was much better than just one night, and I could wait 
for something like that.

We all loaded into our van on the day of our flight and 
headed for the airport. The airplane ride was kind of 
fun since I'd only been on an airplane once before when 
I was very young.

When we landed in Florida we were all quite glad we had 
come to this state of warmth and sunshine. Our families 
picked up our rental cars, packed them up, and drove 
out to the house.

It was a beautiful, large house on the beach. We 
unpacked and then went out to the beach to relax. That 
night we went out to eat.

The next morning I slept in. When I woke up I went into 
Nick's room, which was connected to mine by a bathroom. 
His bed was empty. I looked out his window and could 
see that they were all out on the beach.

I returned to our bathroom, slipped out of my boxer 
shorts, and stepped into the shower. As I was washing 
my crotch, I started to tease myself. I had worked my 
cock into an erection when Steve suddenly stuck his 
head in, nearly scaring the shit out of me.

"Hurry up and meet me in your room," he said. Then he 
pulled the curtain closed.

Like I was going to keep him waiting!

I shut off the water and quickly dried off, my 
excitement distracting me from drying off very well. 
Water droplets still spotted my body, but I wrapped the 
towel around my waist, not caring.

In my room, Steve lay on the bed completely naked with 
his swollen erection in his hand. To my eyes it seemed 
shiny. On the nightstand was an open jar of Vaseline.

'Did he put that on it?' I wondered.

Dropping the towel, I crawled into bed with him.

"I want you to fuck me," he whispered in my ear.

"Huh?" I asked.

"This is something only a guy can do for me," Steve 
said. "Bring that nice dick of yours over here."

I scooted up closer to the head of the bed. He dipped 
his fingers into the Vaseline and spread this over my 
dick. The butterflies started up in my stomach as I 
wondered what he was up to.

Once my penis was fully covered in it, Steve turned 
over onto his hands and knees. He dipped his fingers 
into the jar again and spread it generously over his 
anus. I watched as he slid one and then two fingers 
into his hole.

"You're going to stick this," he said, stroking my 
cock, "into here." He pushed a finger into his hole 
again.

"Put it in there?" I asked, shocked.

"Yes."

"Won't it hurt?" I asked. I'd gotten used to a finger, 
but something like a cock would surely hurt.

"No, it'll feel really good. Especially one your size. 
Trust me," Steve soothed.

"Okay."

I knelt behind him, putting my hands on his waist and 
lining up my cock with his hole.
"Go slow. I'll tell you what to do," he said.

I pressed the head of my erection against the outside 
of his anus.

 I pushed forward gently, but my penis slipped down 
between his legs in front. His hand grabbed my dick and 
guided it back to his anus. He put the head just inside 
him.

"Now push forward slowly," he ordered, removing his 
hand.

I followed this instruction, inserting my erection bit 
by bit into him. It was so tight and hot inside. It 
felt great against my erection. 

Once I was completely in, his muscles squeezed me a 
couple times in greeting.

"Okay, just hold it there. How does it feel?"

"Oh, it's great," I answered.

"It feels good from this end too. Now, slowly pull out, 
but not all the way. Then push in again. Keep doing 
this slowly, but then go faster when it feels right."

I withdrew until just the head rested inside him. Then 
I plunged back in him. I realized as I continued this 
pumping action that this might be what it feels like to 
fuck a girl.

When my orgasm began to build, I pumped him harder and 
faster. The pressure in my groin grew as I continued. I 
slipped out at one point when I became a little too 
eager, but I quickly pushed back in without any trouble 
and regained my momentum.

Beneath me Steve was grunting and moaning at each of my 
thrusts. 

He even started shoving his butt back into my pelvis to 
meet my thrusts.

This physical exertion caused me to sweat and I started 
breathing heavily as I thrust faster and faster. Just 
as I was about to come anyway, I felt tiny muscle 
contractions within his anus. These caused me to 
climax.

I let out a loud groan and fell forward onto his back 
as I spurted forcefully in his ass. I lay there for a 
while unable to move, my slick chest against his sweaty 
back, and my cock still buried inside him.

When I regained some strength, I pulled out and 
wondered where all that cum had gone. I wondered if it 
would just stay inside or if it fell out.

"I better get going," Steve said, getting up off the 
bed.

"Aren't you going to do that to me?" I asked.

Steve smiled. "No, I think I'm just a little too big 
for someone your size. It would probably hurt if I 
stuck this thing in you."

"Oh. But you didn't come. Don't--"

"Yes I did," Steve said, pointing to the bed. Thick 
white tiny pools of semen covered the sheets. Those 
muscle contractions I felt in his anus must have been 
his climax. "It felt really good, Alex. We'll 
definitely have to do that again."

"Okay."

"They're probably missing me. Can you clean that up?" 
he asked.

"Sure," I answered.

"Thanks." He pulled on his swim trunks. He gave me a 
quick, but passionate, kiss before he left.

I jumped on the bed in sheer joy and rolled around in 
his semen. I got up and went to take another shower.




Chapter 6


Christmas day came and went in a fairly typical manner. 
The only differences were that we were in a warm 
climate, and my family was spending this special 
holiday with the Wallaces.

I received lots of great presents. The Wallaces gave me 
a babysitting bonus, which they'd done for me last year 
also. That was nice, but the only real bonus I wanted 
was another night alone with Steve.

It was decided that we would go to Disneyworld the next 
day. My little sister had been bugging my parents to go 
there ever since we'd arrived. I looked forward to 
going there also, but I knew I would miss the day spent 
in the house or no the beach since that was when Steve 
and I had last had the opportunity to get together.

The sound of the shower, coming from the bathroom Nick 
and I shared, woke me that morning. I got up and 
entered the bathroom. It was fairly warm in there and a 
light mist was forming on the mirror.

Pulling my half-hard cock from my jockeys, I relieved 
my bladder. Once I was finished, I went to the shower 
curtain and pulled it aside a bit to stick my head in 
(reminiscent of what Steve had done to me.) Nick was 
facing that end of the shower with his back to the 
water. His crotch was a soapy mass with only his 
engorged cock head peeking through as his hands worked 
away on his erection.

"Hey, Nick. Looks like you're having' fun," I said.

"I am. Come in," he said.

My cock slowly stiffened within my shorts at this 
suggestion. I was feeling really horny after having 
just woken up, so I was only too happy to jump in the 
shower with him.
 
 After slipping out of my jockeys, I hopped in and 
closed the curtain behind me. My hand reached out and 
replaced his on his slippery erection. I stroked him 
for a while until he started playing with my cock.

"Hold on, let me get wet," I said.

I walked under the nozzle and let the water coat my 
body. Then I soaped up my crotch as Nick had done and 
we got into some pretty intense jerking off. Nick came 
a few times during this, but it wasn't working for me.

As I continued to stroke his cock and slide the loose 
skin up and down, I wondered what it would feel like to 
have Nick's erection up my butt. Steve said he couldn't 
do it to me, but I wondered how Nick's would feel. He 
was much smaller, so maybe his would be okay. I also 
remembered that Steve had come while I was in his ass, 
so maybe I could come that way too.

"Nick, I want you to try something," I said.

"What?" he asked.

I grabbed the soap and rubbed a good lather into my 
crack as I explained what I wanted. Nick was fairly 
agreeable.

Once it felt slippery enough, I turned around and bent 
over, my ass directly in front of Nick. I spread my 
cheeks for his little hard cock and waited in this 
position as his cock lined up. 

His first thrust was good. I had made a good target. 
The head of his cock slid in easily but then got caught 
in the unyielding muscle band.

"Push a little," I urged as I tried to get some control 
over those muscles in my anus.

Through a combination of both our efforts, he slid his 
erection all the way in. I could feel his hairless 
pubis against my butt. It felt good having his dick in 
me, even better than my finger.

"Okay, now push in and out," I told him. "Be careful 
not to slip out."

He followed these instructions perfectly. I grabbed my 
cock and began pumping on it fast and furious. The 
whole experience felt so good.

I went wild as I felt my orgasm approach. I shoved my 
ass against Nick to hurry his thrusting and my hand 
moved in a blur on my soapy erection. With a low moan I 
came, spurting semen straight down the drain to be 
quickly washed away by the water.

"Thanks," I told Nick as he slipped out. I turned and 
hugged him.

We finished the shower and then got out and dressed for 
our trip to Disneyworld. The day was a lot of fun. We 
all really enjoyed ourselves.

Sometime during the day it was decided that the 
Wallaces and my parents would go out to the bar that 
night. The Wallaces asked me to baby-sit and my parents 
asked me too, but I wouldn't be earning any money from 
my parents.

That night Nick, my sister, and I were playing a board 
game after our parents left when someone knocked at the 
front door. I answered it and found out that it was 
Aaron, the boy from next door.

Aaron and Nick had met on the first day and had gotten 
along well since they were fairly close in age. Aaron 
was thirteen with red hair and cute freckles dotting 
his face. He didn't have the fair complexion most red 
heads have which allowed him to tan, and his skin was 
fairly dark from being out in the sun.

Nick asked Aaron to join us which he did. After playing 
for a while, I had to take my sister up to bed. As I 
was waiting for her to get ready for bed, Nick and 
Aaron came upstairs. They went to Nick's room.

Once my sister was asleep, I went back downstairs and 
watched TV. I hadn't gotten very far into the program 
when Nick came down, his face a little flushed.

"Hey, Alex, do you want to fool around?" he asked.

"Huh?" I asked although I had a pretty good idea what 
he meant.

"Like this morning. You know," Nick insisted.

"But Aaron's here."

"That's okay. He said he fools around with his cousin 
sometimes. 
He wants to see your dick."

'Cool!' I thought. I wouldn't mind seeing his either. I 
knew he was older than Nick, so I hoped he had some 
hair around his cock. I was really curious as to what 
color his pubic hair would be if he had any.

Nick and I ran upstairs, both of us eager to begin the 
show. When we entered the room, I saw Aaron laying on 
the bed with his shirt off. Only the bedside lamp was 
on, casting light over his sleek, defined chest.

I went to the bed and ran my hand over his chest, 
pausing to tweak a nipple. I put my hand on his crotch 
and could feel a distinct bulge there.

"Can I take off your clothes?" Aaron asked in a low 
voice. I heard his tongue click audibly in his mouth as 
he spoke. He was nervous. This excited me even more. My 
cock was pushing at the confines of my clothing.

"Sure," I answered.

He removed my shirt and then pulled down my shorts. He 
paused at my briefs, looking up at me.

"Go ahead," I urged.

Eagerly he pulled them down, catching my erection in 
the process. It snapped free, slapping my abdomen on 
the rebound. I was really hard. I wanted to see this 
kid's cock.

Nick and Aaron both started playing with my erection in 
the light from the lamp as I stood naked before them. 
While they pleasured my penis with their feather 
touches, I pulled off Aaron's socks.

"Okay, it's Nick's turn now," I announced. I really 
wanted to see Aaron's cock, hoping he had hair, but I 
also wanted to postpone the inevitable, so I could 
relish the anticipation.

Aaron and I both stripped Nick who began playing with 
his four inch hard on once he was naked. I knelt before 
Nick and swirled my tongue around the head of his cock 
before I got up again to concentrate on Aaron.

At my urging, he laid down on the bed. I slowly undid 
his shorts and pulled these down his tan legs which 
were lightly coated with reddish blond hairs. Then I 
put my nose in his crotch, taking in the odor of 
laundry detergent, coconut oil, and his own scent: a 
sweet, milky odor.

I put a hand on either side of his waist and slowly 
drew down his under shorts, careful not to catch his 
erection in the elastic. My eyes were fixed on the 
flesh that I slowly revealed.

The white flesh, that he obviously covered when in the 
sun, was soon broken by a small collection of rust 
hairs at the base of his penis. I pulled off his under 
shorts and then quickly returned to these.

There were only a few of them, but I loved them all. 
They weren't very long, and they were straight and 
silky to the touch. I ran my hand over these silky 
pubic hairs and then ran my fingers over the length of 
his erection which was only a little smaller than mine.

"I put my dick in his butt," Nick told Aaron then, 
grinning.

"Yeah, me and my cousin did that once," Aaron answered.

"Do you want to do it now?" I asked.

"No, it kinda hurt."

I nodded and brought my mouth down on the head of his 
cock. I sucked at just the tip before moving down his 
length. I removed my mouth and sucked in each of his 
hairless balls.

"Hey, Nick, help me out here," I said. "Lick his nuts."

Nick joined us on the bed and went to work, lightly 
flicking Aaron's ball sack with his little tongue. I 
went to work on giving Aaron a great blowjob.

As we licked and sucked, I continued to stroke his 
silky rust pubic hair. As Aaron was about to come, I 
removed my mouth and finished him off by hand. His come 
splattered across his belly and chest. I licked off the 
semen that dribbled onto my hand. Nick quickly lapped 
off the semen on Aaron's body.

"My turn," I announced.

We repositioned ourselves with me in Aaron's spot. The 
two boys eagerly started in on their task. I watched as 
Aaron's red head bobbed up and down on my cock. Nick 
licked at my balls. Aaron had a number of tricks 
including slipping his tongue into the slit at the end 
of my penis.

With all this activity I felt myself begin to come.

"Nick, stick your finger in my hole," I gasped.

His little finger immediately wormed its way into my 
anus. With this I came, shooting into Aaron's willing 
mouth. He swallowed it all without any problems.

"Wow, you were really good," I told him.

"Thanks. My cousin taught me," Aaron answered.

"How old's your cousin?"

"Fifteen."

'I wouldn't mind meeting his cousin,' I thought.



Chapter 7


The next day was another one spent at the beach. I got 
a lot of sun that day playing out on the sand with 
Aaron and Nick. Later in the day my mom and Tami took 
my sister and they went out. I guess they went 
shopping, but I wasn't sure.

When they returned, we all went out for dinner. Then we 
went out to a movie theater together. My sister, mom, 
and Tami went to a Disney picture at my sister's 
insistence while us guys went to an action flick. It 
was an okay movie. I got to sit next to Steve so that 
was really the best part of it.

After getting back, I went to my room and read for a 
while. I ended up falling asleep, but woke up a little 
later feeling very thirsty.

I undressed, put on boxer shorts, and creped quietly 
downstairs to get something to drink. As I passed the 
family room, I saw my dad drinking with Steve. I crept 
quietly past this room and went to the kitchen.

Beer cans were piled up in the recycling bin. I 
realized they must have been drinking for quite a 
while. I got my water and then crept back to the family 
room. I was curious as to what they were talking about.

Kneeling in the dark recesses of the doorway, I had a 
clear view of them as they continued to drink.

"Yeah, those were some fun times," my dad said.

"We sure were a couple of studs," Steve commented.

"I had my share, but you--you had more than enough 
women," my dad said.

"Aw, c'mon, Dan. Not that many," Steve chuckled.

Their words were slightly slurred as they spoke, and I 
could see they were really drunk, but it was a mellow 
drunk.

"Oh, yeah, too many. And what about guys?" my dad asked 
with a grin.

"Guys?" Steve asked. "What are ya talkin' 'bout?"

"I heard you fucked some guys too," he answered.

I was shocked to hear my dad swear. He never swore in 
my presence, not even when he got hurt.

"Well..."

"Did ya?" my dad asked, smiling broadly and leaning 
forward.

"Yeah, I did," Steve admitted.

"Really?" my dad asked, a little skeptical as he sat 
back. "What was it like?" He took a swig of beer.

"It was good."

"Ya liked it?"	

"Yeah."

"Have you done it since you were married?" my dad 
asked. 

"No," Steve lied. At least he wasn't so drunk to reveal 
what he and I had done. 

"Do you want to?" he asked so softly I barely caught 
what he said. 

"I think about it sometimes," Steve admitted. 

"What about right now?"

"You mean you and me?" Steve asked. 

My dad thought for a while and answered. "Yeah."

My cock immediately sprang to life. Would they do it 
together, right here, right now? My erection poked 
through the loose fly of my boxer shorts and my fingers 
began to tease the head.

Steve reached across the back of the couch and stroked 
my dad's neck. My dad put his hand on Steve's thigh and 
tentatively began caressing his thigh. Then Steve's 
hand moved to my dad's shirtfront where he began to 
unbutton the shirt.

Surprisingly enough for me, I was becoming excited by 
the idea of seeing my dad naked. I'd only seen him nude 
when I was a kid and those memories were really fuzzy 
as I looked back. I felt weird about getting excited 
about my dad's naked body, so I tried to tell myself I 
was excited about seeing Steve naked again and having 
sex with my dad.

My dad's shirt came off and I could see his broad 
chest. It was lightly tanned from the days out in the 
sun. His pectorals were covered in curly brown hair, 
and I could see his pink nipples poking up from this 
hair. He also had a line of hair running down between 
his pecs over his abdomen and then disappearing under 
his shorts.

Steve was already at work revealing this hidden hair to 
my eyes. Steve had undone his shorts and was unzipping 
them. My dad stood up to let Steve finish undressing 
him. 

My dad's cock began to thicken and elongate once 
exposed to the air. His penis looked a lot like mine 
and seemed to be about the same size. Steve was 
kneeling before him, having just removed my dad's 
clothes. He brought his mouth to my dad's crotch and 
began to blow him.

"Oh, Steve, that feels so good," my dad groaned. His 
hands were running through Steve's thick, black hair, 
ruffling it as Steve sucked on my dad's erection.

My hand began to work a little faster on my erection as 
Steve continued the blowjob. I saw him reach under my 
dad's hairy balls and figured he was going to slip a 
finger up my dad's ass. I really liked that; I wondered 
how my dad would feel about it.

"Oh yeah," he sighed. He spread his legs a little to 
allow Steve easier access.

I sat down then. Kneeling on the hardwood floor for 
that long was tough on my knees. I could still see just 
fine and continue my private stroking while the show 
continued.

"Hold on," my dad said, pushing Steve's head away.

"What?" Steve asked.

"I really want you to fuck me. You better do it now, 
too, before I change my mind," my dad explained.

Steve smiled. "Okay."

He quickly undressed. The two men stood naked before 
each other: my dad with his cock hard and glistening 
from Steve's saliva, and Steve with his impressive 
prick at half mast.

"You're really hung," my dad complimented. He touched 
Steve's cock.

"Thanks."

"Will it hurt? You're so big..."

"Don't worry. I know what I'm doing," Steve answered 
with a smile of reassurance. "Now get on all fours with 
your ass in the air."

My dad went doggie style before Steve, and Steve knelt 
behind him.

"Shouldn't we have some kinda lube or somethin'?" my 
dad asked, trying to look back at Steve.

"I'll take care of that," Steve answered.

He spread my dad's ass cheeks and put his mouth to the 
crack. I didn't have a very good view since this was 
mostly profile, but I figured he was tonguing my dad's 
anus.

"Oh yeah. That feels great," my dad told him, pushing 
his ass into Steve's face for more.

Then Steve spit on his hands and rubbed these over his 
erection. It was not stiff and at full size. He lined 
it up and began inserting it inch by inch into my dad.

"How's that?" he asked when it was half way in.

"Okay."

Steve went ahead and pushed it all the way home. Then 
he started thrusting slowly in and out of my dad's ass. 
I could hear my dad grunt at each thrust. I couldn't 
tell if he was enjoying it or not. I hope he was even 
though I was a little jealous that he got to have sex 
with Steve instead of me getting Steve to myself. 
Still, it was fun to watch.

The sight of Steve's thick cock driving in and out of 
my dad's butt really excited me. I increased the 
pumping action on my cock as I watched Steve's firm, 
smooth buttocks clench as he thrust.

Steve spit on his hand and reached under my dad to grab 
his erection. He began stroking as he thrust.

"Fuck me, Steve. Oh, that feels so good," my dad said, 
his body moving in tandem with Steve. I couldn't 
believe my dad was talking so dirty. 

"You're so tight, Dan. I love fucking your ass," Steve 
answered. 

I began pumping faster on my erection, my hips 
thrusting in time as I watched this intense fucking. 
Steve thrust faster and faster, a sweat coming to his 
brow. His hand on my dad's cock picked up speed too. 
Suddenly he thrust forward hard and let out a loud moan 
as his entire body tensed. 

Then he collapsed on my dad for a few moments. I 
stopped jacking off and watched as Steve removed his 
cock and bent to lick at my dad's anus. 

"We need to finish you off," Steve told him. "Go sit on 
the couch."

My dad got up and went to the couch. Steve knelt 
between his legs and began sucking him off again. It 
was all I could do to keep from running in there and 
joining them. I picked up the speed on my cock once 
again while I watched. 

Steve's hair was being ruffled once again by my dad as 
he was being blown. My dad sat with his head thrown 
back, eyes closed in ecstasy, and legs spread wide. I 
could see the back of Steve's head as it went up and 
down my dad's shaft. 

"Suck my cock! Suck that big fucker," my dad ordered. 

Steve picked up the pace, and I worked my cock in time 
to his head motions. I imagined I was in my dad's spot. 

Soon my dad's legs tensed, and he let out a low groan. 
Steve stopped his head motions to catch my dad's semen 
as it pumped into his mouth. As my dad came, I realized 
I was about to come also. I removed my hand as soon as 
I felt it, but it was too late. Semen shot out from my 
penis and splattered all over my chest. I heard glob 
hit the floor next to me.

'Shit!'

I quickly slipped out of my boxers and cleaned up the 
floor with them and then ran it over my chest to catch 
most of the semen there. My hand was still sticky with 
semen, but I would take care of that once I got back to 
my room. I couldn't let them catch me watching. I 
quickly ran upstairs and into my room where I was safe.

Once I had cleaned up, and was laying in bed, I knew 
that I now had some new material to replay in my mind 
when I was masturbating.



Chapter 8


Our vacation was coming to an end. I woke up the 
morning of our last day in Florida and felt a 
tremendous sense of loss. Looking back on the past 
week, I realized that there had been some really good 
times, many of which included sexual encounters. I met 
a boy who knew some great tongue tricks, explored a new 
sexual avenue with Steve, and seen my dad and Steve 
fuck. I really couldn't ask for much more except for 
the week to never end so that I could have these 
adventures forever. Unfortunately all good things come 
to an end.

The morning started out beautiful, warm, and sunny just 
as every other morning that week had been. I went out 
and played with Aaron and Nick for a while on the 
beach. I asked Aaron about his cousin and found out 
that his cousin lived in Illinois, near Chicago. That 
two state distance wasn't very encouraging to me. I had 
hoped that I could meet him some day. Aaron had shown 
me a picture, and the guy was really cute. Plus he 
seemed to know a lot about sex, and he was my own age. 
I desperately wanted to have sex with him, but right 
now I didn't see a way to do it.

After finding this out, I felt a little depressed about 
the situation until lunch. Steve pulled me aside and 
said that he would meet me tonight in my room. He 
wanted to celebrate our last night there with a special 
surprise for me. That really perked up my spirits. I 
wondered what he could have in mind.

That night I ended up going to bed early, hoping that 
it would speed Steve's arrival. It didn't really work; 
it made the time go slower as I constantly looked up 
from my book to check the clock. I wore only a pair of 
boxer shorts so Steve could undress me faster.

Finally a soft knock came at the door, and Steve 
entered. He was fully dressed and looked as sexy as 
ever. I couldn't wait to strip off his clothes and 
feast my eyes on that cock of his.

"Hi, Alex," he said, coming to the bed.

"Hi," I whispered back.

He leaned over and kissed me passionately on the lips. 

"Are you ready for your surprise?" he asked as we 
broke.

"Yeah."

Steve smiled and took a pair of scissors from his 
pocket. 

"I think it's time we trimmed that pubic hair of 
yours," he stated.

My heartbeat picked up speed at the thought of him 
trimming me. I would look just like him, so every time 
I was naked I would be reminded of him. 

"Yes," I answered.
He tugged at my boxer shorts, and I lifted my hips to 
allow him to slip them off. 

"I'll get the waste basket," he explained as he moved 
away and over to the corner where it was.

"Take off your clothes," I whispered. I needed to see 
his naked body now!

He grinned. As he walked over to the wastebasket he 
slowly pulled up his shirt and tossed it off. Then he 
sat down on the chair and took off his socks. He picked 
up the can and returned to my side with it. At my 
bedside, he slowly peeled off his shorts and his 
underwear. His cock was hardening slowly as it became 
exposed.

I slowly stroked his cock and it became hard, extending 
and thickening to its full size. I kissed its head 
before lying back to let him trim my crotch.

He brought the scissors down and snipped away at my 
pubic hair. He took away a lot of the length and then 
trimmed it into a neat little mound at the base of my 
cock. Then he carefully clipped off the hair on my 
balls until they were smooth. I stroked them after he 
was done. I liked the new look.

"Let's go look in the mirror," I suggested.

He willingly followed me into the bathroom. We stood 
side by side with our arms around each other looking 
into the mirror. Our hair was almost a perfect match. I 
wished I had a camera at that moment to record this 
scene, but I realized as I thought that that I would 
never forget this image.

We left the bathroom and I went and laid down on the 
bed at Steve's suggestion. He crawled between my legs 
and brought his mouth down slowly on my cock. He took 
it all the way in once and then removed his lips. He 
then began licking at my now hairless ball sac.

"Dad," a new, but familiar voice whispered from the 
foot of the bed.

Steve spun around and came face to face with his son. 
Nick stood at the foot of the bed in the dimly lit room 
wearing only his white jockey under shorts. I could see 
he had an erection and knew he was excited by what was 
happening before him, but I wasn't sure what Steve was 
going to do now. Here his own son had caught him 
sucking on my dick. What would he say?

"Nick, son, what--" Steve began, at a loss for words.

"You have a really big dick," Nick observed, staring at 
his dad's erection which was starting to go down.

"Uh...Nick, why don't you and I go back into your room 
and I'll explain what's going--"

"I know what you're doing. I didn't think you did this 
though. I thought just us kids did this stuff," Nick 
said.

"Well, no, not just kids. Adults do it too," Steve 
answered.

"Can I do it with you?" Nick asked.

"No, Nick, I don't think that would be a good idea..."

"Can I do it with Alex?" he asked.

Steve just looked at me. I didn't want to give away the 
fact that Nick and I had already had sex since I wasn't 
sure how he would react. I hoped that Nick would have 
enough sense to keep quiet about it too. I just nodded 
and shrugged my shoulders in response.

"I guess that it's okay with Alex, but there's 
something you have to understand, Nick," Steve said.

"What?"

"You can't tell anybody about what happens in this room 
tonight. Do you understand. Nobody. Not even your mom," 
Steve said.

Nick nodded. "I won't tell anyone. It's a secret."

Steve nodded. Then he turned back to me and as he 
looked at me, I could see a light twinkle in his eye. 

"I have an idea," Steve said.

"What?" I asked.

"Would you like him to do your ass?" Steve asked.

"Sure," I answered, pretending that this would be the 
first time, since I knew that was what Steve would 
expect.

Steve turned to Nick. "How does this sound? Some boys 
like it when another boy sticks their dick into his 
butt hole. Would you like to do that to Alex?"

"Yeah," Nick nodded.

Steve got off the bed and I immediately rolled over 
onto my stomach. I didn't want to chance having Nick 
see my clipped new look and saying something about 
that. 
"Okay, Nick, take off your underwear," Steve said.

His son eagerly tore them off and climbed onto the bed. 
Steve brought out the Vaseline and began lubing up my 
anus with it.

"Okay, Nick, now what you're going to do is stick your 
dick into there and push it in and out. Do you 
understand?" Steve asked.

"Yeah," Nick answered.

Steve put some Vaseline on Nick's erection and really 
noticed its size for the first time.
"Yep, you're my son all right. Your dick is going to be 
just as big as mine when you grow up," he said.

"I hope so, Dad."

Steve guided Nick's erection into my anus.

"We're going to do this real slow at first. Let me know 
if it starts to hurt, Alex," Steve told me.

"Okay."

Steve slipped Nick's erection into me very easily. I 
was already accustomed to its small size, relatively 
speaking, so I didn't have any problems. Then Nick was 
given free reign as Steve moved back and let Nick 
thrust in and out of my ass.

"How does that feel, Nick?" Steve asked.

"It's all slippery and my dick feels tingly," Nick 
answered.

I could see that Steve was excited by the display. He 
stood just off the side of the bed with his huge 
erection in hand, slowly stroking it and watching us 
intently.
 
Matching Nick's rhythm, I began to push back as he came 
forward, trying to push him even deeper into me. I felt 
an orgasm begin to build within me and let myself go. 
Nick's rhythm began to speed up and soon I felt his 
cock twitch a little inside of me; I knew he had cum, 
but he kept on pumping into me like a little trooper. 
From experience, I knew that he could come many times 
without losing his erection because he wasn't producing 
semen yet. I guess an orgasm changed once semen was 
involved.

Steve couldn't stand being apart from the action and 
soon joined us on the bed. He put his head under me as 
I crouched on all fours with Nick pounding into me. His 
mouth found my erection and he began giving me a 
blowjob. I couldn't believe the sensations I was 
feeling.

With this treatment on both ends, my orgasm came 
quickly. I erupted into Steve's mouth, pouring out the 
semen from my fantastic orgasm. Steve swallowed it all 
up and then removed his mouth.

"Okay, Nick, you can stop now," he told him. I was 
happy he said something because Nick's movements in my 
ass weren't doing as much for me any more, and I just 
wanted to lay down for a little while and get back my 
breath.

Nick joined us on the bed. We laid down with Steve 
between us. He put his arms around us both and hugged 
us to him.

"Can I suck your dick, Dad?" Nick asked.

Although Steve had gotten over some of his inhibitions 
about his son and sex, I could see he wasn't going to 
go that far.

"No, Nick, but you can watch Alex do it," Steve 
answered.

"Okay," Nick sighed. His little hand lightly touched 
his dad's penis before we got up and moved into 
position.

Nick got off the bed and stood next to it watching 
while Steve lay back with me between his legs. I 
brought my mouth down on his limp penis and worked at 
it bringing it to an erection quickly using some of the 
new tricks that Aaron had taught me.

"Unh, Alex, that feels really good. You've learned..." 
Steve noticed.

I continued to work on his erection, attacking it with 
all my energy. I was determined to give him a great 
climax. I slipped a finger into his anus and felt him 
loosen the muscles there to allow it. I wormed this 
deep into him and continued to probe as I sucked.

He came, his muscles contracting around my finger, and 
his semen shooting in large jets into my mouth. This 
time I swallowed it all. I was quite proud of myself.

"That was great," Steve gasped right after. He sat up 
and kissed me with his mouth open. I returned it. I 
could feel his tongue inside my mouth, tasting his own 
semen.

"Nick, go back to your room. I'll come in there in a 
little bit and tuck you in," Steve said.

Nick nodded and then left.

"You know that tape of me that you found?" Steve asked.

'How could I forget it?' I wondered.

"Yeah."

"I had always hoped that you would find it," Steve 
said.

"You did?" 

"Yeah. I put it there just for you. I used to check it 
every night after you babysat. You can't imagine how 
excited I was when I saw that you had finally found 
it."

"I'm glad I did."

"Me too."

He kissed me again and then got up and got dressed. He 
said good night and then went into Nick's room.

I lay there for quite a while after he left thinking 
about everything that I had done since I'd found that 
tape. I was very happy about it all, but I knew that my 
time with Steve would have to come to an end some time. 
I needed to find someone my own age to fool around 
with. My time with Steve had been great, but it could 
become a problem if anyone else found out about it, and 
the same went for what Nick and I had done. I needed 
someone like Aaron's cousin.

Once I came to this conclusion, I knew that the journey 
for a sex partner my own age would be a fun one. I 
looked forward to it.

The End

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