Date: Sat, 17 Jun 2006 15:08:56 +1000
From: connor shen <connor_898@hotmail.com>
Subject: Connors Tale, Babysitting Mitchell & Tyler. Part One

This story is
completely fictional fantasy
	-The story references 'Connors Tale. Wrestling With Jacob'
(my first story)

	My Name is Connor, I'm 16 years old and weigh
about 60kg, in other words I'm really skinny for my age, I have a bit of
muscle, slightly toned, but nothing special. I'm about five ten and have
dark brown messy hair, did I mention, I'm pretty sure that I'm gay.
	It had
been about five months since my wrestling adventure with Jacob; he was
probably getting erections by now.

	I was so excited, having my neighbours
ask me to baby-sit their kids. I was told that they were going away for a
romantic weekend and that they wouldn't be back until late Sunday
afternoon.
	I arrived at their house at about 5:30, Friday night, it was
just starting to get dark. I rang the doorbell and was soon greeted by
Tyler, smiling at me, through the flywire door.
	Tyler is the youngest of
the two boys. He's ten years old, about four foot two tall, very skinny
(doesn't weigh much at all) he also has this cute little face and thin light
brown hair that sits messily on the top of his head.
	He pulled me through
the front door, my feet tripping as I struggle to take my shoes off and step
over the threshold at the same time.

"Mum and Dad have already left, they
told me to tell you, that their numbers are on the bench and that me and
Mitch have already eaten our dinner"

	Tyler was pretty young, I was on
pretty good terms with him, I think I was one of his role models, or
something of that sort. I walked into the lounge room and saw Mitch lying on
the couch, no shirt on, watching television.
	Mitch is thirteen, probably
five foot tall, and is very skinny for his age, he has short dark curly
hair, and a beautiful face that matched his slightly toned body. I'm in love
with Mitchell, I have been since we used to play together, when we were both
a lot younger, I was about his age when we stopped. He used to grab my dick
a lot, and I would do the same, I'm pretty sure that he is the reason that I
am gay. I dream about playing with his hard cock all the time, I've just
never had the guts to make a move.

"How ya going Mitch"

"Hey
Connor"

	Tyler grabbed my hand again and dragged me into his room, where he
closed the door and we started wrestling, I was hoping we would, I just
didn't expect it to start straight away, without provocation. He jumped on
my back. 	Remembering the fun I had with Jacob, I smiled and took a leap of
faith. I pulled him over my shoulder and threw him on the bed, I grabbed his
hands holding them above his head and reached down and placed my right hand
on the front of his shorts. He roared out with a cross between a scream and
hysterical laughter, as my hand rubbed his little cock, feeling the tight
little lump in his shorts, then I felt it, his penis growing in my hand,
this made my dick spring into action, quickly I took my hand off his dick
and tucked my own into the waistband of my pants, he was still laughing
trying to get his hands free, I kept massaging the little three incher,
until he got his right hand free, he didn't even try and get my hand off his
dick, he just reached out and grabbed my balls.

"Let go," he said, still
laughing softly.

	He had both my testicles in his soft little hand, my left
arm still pinning his left hand above his head.

"No"

	I kept fondling his
little penis, my thumb rubbing along his tiny boner. He started playing with
my testicles rolling them around in his fingers, as my dick pulsated in
conjunction with my increasing heartbeat. He was slowly squeezing harder and
harder.

"Ok, ok"

I let go of his subtle little dick, in fear that I'd
never be able to have kids of my own.

"Put your hands up above you
head"

	I did as he asked. He sat back up & reached out with his left hand
and took hold of my solid cock, squeezing playfully, as I stand there
completely still, both his hands exploring me. He let go and walked around
behind me, I don't know why I stayed still, kept my hands up, after he let
go. He reached his left hand around me and took hold of my cock again, his
right hand came between my legs and grabbed my tight nut sac, my balls
rolling around inside it. Squeezing me, he held me closely, his hands tight
around my penis, I tried to get his hands off, but having a ten year old boy
playing with your cock and fondling your balls, temporarily weakens you. I
gave up trying to wrench them off. I grabbed his left wrist, and reached
behind me with my right, I tried to grab his cock, the surprise of my hand,
made him let go of my hard on. I pulled him around holding him in front of
me, his back against my stomach, I reached around his chest with my left
arm, and my right hand reached between his legs and grabbed hold of his
penis, lifting him into the air.

"Ah ha ha ha that tickles" he was laughing
now, non stop.

"You've got a boner," I said, playfully grabbing his little
cock.

"Yea, so what"

"Hey no need to get all defensive, it's completely
normal" as I kept grabbing and playfully squeezing his pre-teen dick.

"It
is?"

"Yea, all boys get them"

"Even you?"

"Of course, didn't you feel how
hard my dick was?"

"Oh yea, I never thought about it."

"The question is,
do you know what to do with it?"

"No"

	I still had his erection in my
palm, massaging it lightly, as his laughing died off, we kept talking, my
hand still exploring his groin, rubbing him up and down, still holding him
off the ground with my arm between his skinny little legs.

"Would you like
me to show you?"

"Yea alright," his excitement was easily distinguishable
from his face expression, and his cute little grin.

"Yea?" I said
mockingly, squeezing his dick at the same time.

"Yes"

"Yea?" I squeezed it
again, playfully massaging it.

"I said yes" he started getting
frustrated.

"I know, I heard you the first time, I just wanted to play with
your dick a bit longer." This made him smile again and forget his
frustration.

	Finally I put him down. I got up on his bed and sat with my
back, leaning up against the wall, my legs spread wide, I grabbed his shirt
and pulled him onto my lap, lifting his shirt over his head as he goes.
Tyler was sitting between my legs, leaning on my stomach, I reached my arms
around him, at the same time, I felt his hands come around behind him and
take hold of my penis again, comfortably holding me with both his hands,
gently exploring my shaft. I reached out and started feeling his little dick
again, outlining it through his shorts. Finally I reached up and slid my
fingers inside his waistband, taking his hairless dick in my hand and
playing with it, squeezing gently, rubbing his testis, rolling them around
in my fingers. With both my hands I pushed his shorts down to his knees, he
used his legs and pushed them right off, his hands still fondling my penis
through my very thin pants, I always wore these when there was a chance of
something like this happening. Tyler sat there in my lap, completely naked
now.

"This is an erection, or a boner" I told him gripping his cock in my
hand, closing my fist around it.

"What I'm about to do is called a hand
job, when someone else does it to you, that is. But if you do it to yourself
than it's called masturbating or jacking off."

	I could see he was having
fun, his smile stretching from ear to ear, as he watched my hand around his
cock. My left hand was sitting on the inside of his thigh, feeling very
close to his crotch, I looked at his little body, up and down, not a hair on
him, except the top of his head. My right hand started jacking the little
boy off. I couldn't do it with my entire hand, he was too small down there,
either that or my hand was too big, so instead, I used three fingers and my
thumb, rubbing up and down, slowly getting faster and faster, I could tell
he liked it, because every time I pulled down, he would squeeze my cock
gently. It felt awesome; his hands on my penis, me sliding my hand up and
down the ten year olds three-inch shaft. He started thrusting his
midsection. I could feel his body tensing up, my left hand moved up and
started fondling what I could find of his small testis, as my other hand
kept pumping as fast as I could. His grip on my cock was getting even
tighter, and then it happened.

"Ah, stop, I'm going to pee"

"No your not,
trust me," I kept rubbing up and down the young cock.

"Ahhhhhhh"

	All of
his body was tensing up, his body started shaking all over and he thrust his
mid section even harder, as he exploded. No cum came out of course. He body
just kept shaking all over and his mid section, thrusting harder and harder,
than he started to calm down; I stopped jacking him and just sat my hand,
over both his cock and balls, cupping them gently. My left hand resting on
his thigh, I gently squeezed him again and again.

"That's called an
orgasm"

"Wow, that was awesome," he said tiredly

	His penis began to go
soft. I sat there playing with his flaccid little dick, pulling it this way
and that, massaging it with my fingertips, and pulling his foreskin back,
than letting go. He lay there completely exhausted, still gripping my cock
with both his little hands.
	He pulled his hands out from behind him and
grabbed my hands, pulling them off him, as he got up and walked towards his
wardrobe, I jumped up of the bed and caught him, before he got the chance to
get dressed.

"Wait, can I do something to you first?"

"Only if I get to do
it to you too," he said, with an anxious look on his face.

"Yea
alright."

"Ok, what?"

"Reach your arms out to the sides and spread your
legs a bit"

	He was standing with his back towards me, still completely
naked, in a star jump position, just like Jacob did. His tight little butt
staring at me, I walked up behind him, reached my left hand around his chest
holding him firmly, with my other hand, I reached between his legs and
placed my hand on his slowly growing naked penis, again I lifted him into
the air, playing with his package, as all of his weight shifted to my right
arm, he was laughing furiously. I kept playing with his dick, I loved doing
this to people, Reaching between their legs and feeling their boy
cocks.
	Like Jacob, I loved to, and wish I could get the chance to lift him
up by his little cock again.

	I put his feet back on the ground and let go
of his dick, pulling my arm out from between his legs and letting go of his
chest.
	I turned around, so my back was to him, than I reached my arms out
to the side

"No, take your shirt off first"

	I did as he asked, standing
there in just my thin nylon pants, cause I never wore underwear when there
was a chance of something like this happening. I reached my hands out to the
sides and spread my legs a little bit. He walked up behind me.

"You're not
allowed to move alright, no matter what"

"Ok"

"You promise?"

"Yes, I
promise"

	He grabbed my pants and pulled them down to my ankles, his left
arm came around my stomach, holding me firmly, than his right hand came
through my legs and wrapped around my hard naked cock, sticking out ninety
degrees and as straight as an arrow. I couldn't believe it, he started
jacking me off, sliding his little hand up and down my cock, getting faster
and faster, his forearm sliding between my legs with each stroke.
	As he
applied more and more pressure between my legs, I came closer and closer to
cumming, I knew if this continued I was going to stain the carpet.

"Na ah,
you promised you wouldn't move," he anticipated my thoughts.

"Don't do this
Tyler, please"

	I stayed still, my arms outstretched and my legs spread,
Tyler's little hand between them, jacking me off. I didn't want to move, in
case I offended him or something, I couldn't handle him thinking I'm some
hypocritical liar, I'd rather blow my load.

	He kept tugging on my cock,
his left arm as tight as ever around my stomach and his right arm applying
more and more pressure against my gooch.

"Tyler please don't do this, I'll
let you do it later but not now please, please."

	He stopped tugging on my
cock and let go, grabbing both my testicles in his hand instead, his left
hand came down and grabbed hold of my cock, pulling it against my stomach
and squeezing it firmly, a bit of pre-cum came out of the tip of my dick and
dribbled onto his hand, quickly he pulled both his hands off, letting go of
me completely

"What is that?" he said wiping it on the wet towel that was
on his bedroom floor.

"It's called cum or sperm" It's what comes out when
you masturbate. When you're older, you'll get it too. That was only pre-cum
though, a lot more comes out if you keep going."

	I explained this as I
wiped my dick with the same towel and put my pants back on. I was too hot to
wear a shirt. He too, got dressed, copying me, by wearing pants and nothing
else, not even underwear. We walked back out into the lounge room and sat on
the second couch and started watching TV with Mitch. Tyler cuddling up to
me, leaning his head on my chest, he pulled my arm around his shoulder and
placed my hand back on his crotch.

	We sat there watching the TV for a bit,
I think after about ten minutes, because of Tyler's little giggles, Mitchell
looked over and saw my hand rubbing Tyler's groin, gently squeezing it,
fondling his cock & balls and playfully pulling on his sac. I wondered if he
would say something.

"Hey, you guys wanna play a game." Not what I thought
he was going to say.

	Tyler didn't seem to care, that Mitchell saw me
feeling his little boy dick, because he didn't move my hand away when Mitch
spoke, and nor did I. we sat there giving Mitch our attention, as his eyes
watched my hand massaging Tyler's genitals, groping the young ten year
old.

	Maybe I will finally find out the answer to the question that has
been nagging me for years ' did the games, me and Mitch use to play have an
impact on his sexuality as well as mine, Or not?


This is one of my first
stories, I hope you enjoyed it, I will write more soon.
Any comments or
feedback please e-mail me at
			connor_898@hotmail.com
				Cheers.