Date: Mon, 7 Apr 2003 01:35:15 EDT
From: Xeon73@aol.com
Subject: Ben the Baby-Sitter(1)

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			  Ben the Baby-sitter (1)


Joey was only six and a half years old when his mother left him with his
grandparents to live. It is not that she couldn't handle the boy, it was that
they had just lost Joey's dad in a boat accident and the mother couldn't
raise a small child in a car. Previously before the dad passed away, a nasty
divorce had just been put in its final stages. Leaving everything that she
and Joey owned, the mother decided to move in with her parents until she
could get back on her feet. Months passed by and the news of Joey's dad
reached his mother. Screaming in fits, the mother went into a shell and soon
the grandparents sent the mother to a friend's house and kept Joey with them.

Three months had passed when the grandmother decided to enroll him in school
there. After a day or two in school, they found themselves in a corner.
                "Well what are we going to do about when he is out of
school?" Joey's grandpa asked his grandma one evening while they ate dinner
and watched Wonder Woman.
Wonder Woman was one of Joey's favorite television shows along with the Six
Million-Dollar Man and The Bionic Woman, but his all time favorite show was
The All-American Hero. He loved watching the main character parade around in
those blue tights and red cape. Of course he knew he couldn't, but Joey tried
to fly like that guy did and sometimes tried to see if he could see visions
of people in mirrors around the house. Which made his grandpa mad cause
normally he would be running around with his hands out in the air singing the
theme song "It's Just Me."
                "Well why don't we just ask Ruby if Joey can ride the bus
over there and when I get off of work, I will pick him up from there." His
grandma suggested.
                "Well that sounds fine to me, I just don't want this demon
boy left here by himself." His grandpa said while giving Joey a sideways
glance with a wink and a smile.
And with that, Joey had a new baby-sitter; one he had never met or knew which
made Joey kind of nervous.

    The next school day came and went and Joey had to give his teacher the
note his grandma wrote for him. After glancing at the note, the teacher took
him to a dingy old looking bus with the number 14 halfway missing on it.
Stepping up the steps, Joey looked back at his teacher with scared eyes. With
a nod, the teacher assured him that it was ok to get on that bus. Stepping
into the isle, Joey saw mainly older students on this bus. Picking an empty
seat, he made himself as comfortable as he could and waited for the bus to
pull out of the school parking.
                "Can I sit with you?" A boy the same age as Joey asked
standing at the seat.
                "Sure."
                "I'm Robbie." The boy said reaching out with his hand to
Joey.
                "Joey" He said grabbing the boy's hand and shaking it.
Minutes went by and the two boys seemed to be hitting off pretty good, when
the bus started to move and pulled out into the road and now Joey was on his
way to this Ruby's house. After the two boys chatted about what they liked
best, Robbie likes pizza and Charlie's Angels the best, Joey asked if he knew
anybody by the name of Ruby on his road.
                "Yes I do, my mom. Sometimes she baby-sits for our neighbors,
why?"  He asked Joey with smiling eyes.
                "Well then you must know my grandparents? Mr. and Mrs.
Hurst?" Joey said smiling back at him.
                "Ahhh so you must be Joey my mom told me about?"
                "Most likely. I'm suppose to get off at your place until my
grandma picks me up tonite."
    With the formalities out of the way, the two boys chatted more about
playing outside and what they were going to do when they arrived at Robbie's
house. Minutes flew by and the bus stopped.
                "Robbie Straph! This is your stop!" The bus driver yelled up
over the shouting kids on the bus. Getting up, Joey noticed three other kids
getting off as well. A girl he shared a class with long blonde hair that was
matted together, a boy that was just a couple of years older and a high
school boy. Stepping off the bus, Robbie pulled Joey by the shirt towards his
house with the other three kids not too far behind.
                "Mom, he is here!" Robbie yelled at the house. The house
wasn't the greatest house, but it was a house. It looked like it was made out
of cardboard and tin to Joey and they had an outhouse instead of a toilet.
Looking at the door as it open, Joey saw a small squat of a woman in an
apron.
                "Oh now don't you look as cute as a button. Come here I
haven't seen you since you were just a baby." Robbie's mom proclaimed as she
grabbed him and hugged him as hard as she could. The only thing running
through Joey's mind, was that he hoped this lady didn't start pinching his
checks like his aunt Pam does every time she sees him.
                "Ok have you met my kids?"
                "Just Robbie" He answered pointing at his new friend with a
smile.
                "Oh well then you need to meet the other three. Ben, Kathy,
and Luke get down here and meet Joey. The Hurts' Grandson." She yelled as
loud as she could up at the house.
    Running out of the door the three stood on the porch looking down at
Joey.
                "Now this is Luke." She said touching the smallest of the
three on the head and moving towards the girl who happened to be the same
height as Joey.
                "This is Kathy and that tall one there is Ben." She said
rubbing the tall boy on the arm.
                "Now I have to go to the store, Kathy and Luke I need you to
come with me. Ben watch the boys while I am away, and don't you let them out
of your sight." She said taking her apron off and throwing it to Ben.
                "Now have I ever lost any of your children?" Ben said tossing
the apron on Joey's head.
                "You just remember what I said." His mother chimed as she
started the small Honda in the drive and then spun off after Luke piled in.
                "So now what do you want to do?" Robbie asked him and pulling
him inside the small house.
                "I don't know?" Joey said as they reached his room. Robbie
had to share a room with his two brothers, so the room was messy and smelled
like dirty socks and underwear.
    Picking a game from the many that Robbie had, the two boys played it
seemed for hours before they started getting bored. Getting an idea, Joey
asked to get as many books out as they could. After several minutes, the boys
had built a few towers with the books and were playing war when Ben came
bustling through the door and knocked the books down.
                "Ah man! Why did you do that for?" Robbie asked as he started
stacking the books again.
                "Mr. Gamble wants you to come over for a few minutes." Ben
said with a smile
                "Why can't you go?" Robbie protested.
                "Because he asked for you and not me." Ben said sticking his
tongue out then leaving the boys alone.
                "I will be right back, Mr. Gamble always needs help with
something. He is this old foggy that lives next door." Robbie explained
before he slipped through the screenless window of the room and then bolted
to the yard next door.
                "Joey, come here please."
Walking into the living room, Joey saw Ben under some covers that were on the
couch and watching Wonder Woman. Looking at the clock he saw that it was past
his dinnertime and his stomach was yelling at him.
                "I'm hungry Ben." Joey said as he sat at the end of the couch
that wasn't covered.
                "Well...ok, but only if you do me a favor." Ben said with a
different kind of smile.
                "What?" Joey asked folding his legs on the couch.
                "Come here and get under here with me and I will tell you."
Very slowly, Joey emerged under the covers and for the first time he saw
another boys penis. Now he played with his penis many times and had examined
it very well, but he never had seen another one, not at least this big and
with hair on it.
                "What grade are you in?" Ben asked as he caressed Joey's soft
black boy hair.
                "First grade. You?" All the time he couldn't stop looking at
Ben's penis.
                "Ninth grade. But that don't matter. You want to touch it?"
Ben asked giving Joey a little push on the head.
Without saying a word or even nodding his head, Joey reached for it. Now
playing with his own, Joey never thought about it, but playing with someone
else's, Joey couldn't help but feel strange. Feeling the ridges of Ben prick
flex in his hand, Joey didn't notice that he was getting hard himself playing
with Ben's member.
                "You can kiss it if you want." Ben said giving him another
nudge of the head towards his penis.
    Never had done that before, Joey looked at the enlarged dick and thought
it over before taking his tongue and testing the flavor first. Noticing the
salty but sweet pre-cum, he then puckered his lips and kissed it. Smacking
his lips he looked up at Ben and got a smile and feeling a push from Ben's
hand on his head again.
                "Open your mouth" Ben said and without asking, Joey opened
his mouth as wide as it would open. Before he knew what was happening, Ben
stuck his dick in Joey's mouth with a small amount of force.
              Gagging in the worst way, Joey raised his head with a disgusted
look on his face.
                "I can't do that. It is too big." Joey said with a small
voice.
                "That is ok, just suck on the head."
Not knowing what Ben meant by sucking, Joey stuck the teenagers dick-head
back in his mouth and held it there for a few minutes.
                "Now slowly put more of it in your mouth. When you feel you
have enough in, then slowly take it back out. Keep doing that until I stop
you." Ben explained slowly humping his hips at Joey.
    Doing as he was told, Joey just sat there while Ben pumped his dick in
and out of his mouth. Not to soon after, Joey noticed that Ben's dick and
head was getting bigger. Seconds later a big gush of liquid filled Joey's
tiny boy mouth and without warning Joey puked all of his lunch on Ben's
peter.
                "Oh I'm sorry!" Joey said as he started to cry looking at the
vomit-covered penis.
                "That is ok, just don't tell anyone what we just did ok?" Ben
said coaxing the boy as well as he could.
                "Ok, I just don't want you to be mad at me because I got sick
on you." Joey said looking up at the teenager.
                "Now how could I be mad at a cutie like you?" Ben said with a
smile.
A few hours passed and everyone was back at home and Joey was waving goodbye
to everyone as he got into his grandma car. He had no clue what this life was
going to be like, but he knew it was as different as it could be. He knew he
liked doing what Ben wanted, but he couldn't help but feel bad for getting
sick on him. So Joey figured that he would make it up to Ben tomorrow.

            TO BE CONTINUED....


Most of this story is true, but the rest is as fiction as it could be. I know
that being a 6-yr. old boy is not the best way to start with these kinds of
stories, but I thought that my first male encounter should be from the
beginning. I didn't write this story to give any ideas or anything like that.
I just wrote it because I knew that I had enjoyed what I was doing. I know
that not all boys that young know what they are enjoying, but I know that I
never said no to him. Not once.

Enjoy and if you have any suggestions, comments, or just want to chat or
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