Date: Thu, 24 Mar 2016 18:27:33 -0600
From: jordan.bradders@nym.hush.com
Subject: My Favorite Babysitter - Part Two - Sunday Morning

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My Favorite Babysitter - Part Two - Sunday Morning

By Jordan Bradders

(c)Copyright 2013 Jordan Bradders.  The author reserves all rights.
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Summary: 16-year-old Brian is babysitting 12-year-old Casey for the
weekend.  Casey is small for his age, smart, and cute.  Brian discovers
that he is attracted to him, and seduces him.  It's not hard, because Casey
wants it.

This is Part Two of a multi-part story.  It will make far more sense if you
read part one first.  Part One can be found at
http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/young-friends/my-favorite-babysitter



Chapter Fifteen
	I woke up alone Sunday morning, but it only took me a few seconds
to remember why I was in the guest room.  I walked into the bathroom to pee
then went looking for Brian, not bothering to get dressed.
	I was excited to have two more days with Brian before my mom was
scheduled to return.
	As soon as I stepped into the hall my nostrils were assailed by the
smell of frying bacon.  I tiptoed down the stairs, wanting to scare Brian
just like I did my mom.  I had to stifle a laugh when I stepped around the
corner into the kitchen.  There was Brian, his naked butt peeking out from
under my mom's apron.  Moving as quietly as I could, I snuck across the
room, reached between his legs, and cupped his balls in my hand.
	Brian jumped, but not nearly so much as my mom might have.  I
looked at him suspiciously and said "You heard me coming.  Didn't you?"
	The teen turned around and stuck a piece of bacon in my
mouth. "Yeah.  I heard you coming.  It's a good thing, too."  Pointing at
the frying pan he said "Or I mighta spilled hot bacon grease all over you."
	I chewed and swallowed the bacon.  "What's for breakfast?"
	"I was waiting for you to get up, but I figured bacon, eggs, hash
browns and toast.  Does that sound good?"
	I went to the refrigerator and got out the eggs, butter, and a loaf
of bread.  Putting the eggs on the counter between the sink and the stove,
I busied myself making toast.  "The hash browns are in the freezer."
Blushing, I admitted "I can't reach."
	Brian got the hash browns and put them in the microwave to defrost.
I could feel his eyes on me as I moved around the kitchen, so made a show
of wiggling my ass at him.  He dropped three patties into the frying pan
with the bacon.  "I love the taste of bacon.  I think anything wrapped in
bacon is perfect."
	I put a plate of buttered toast on the table, then walked over to
the counter and picked up a slice of slightly undercooked bacon.  "I like
mine crispy," I said as I turned my back on Brian and wiggled my ass some
more.  Giggling, I turned back and revealed my bacon wrapped dick.
	Laughing, Brian picked me up and laid me back on the counter then
tongued the bacon into his mouth, before licking the bacon grease off my
rigid organ.  "I was thinking we could go out for a while today."  He
laughed "You're definitely gonna need a shower, or dogs are gonna be
followin' you around."
	I sat up and watched the teen cook.  "Where d'ya wanna go?"
	Brian carried a platter of bacon and hash browns to the table, and
said "Come set up your plate.  How do you like your eggs?"  Turning back to
me, his dick peeking out under the apron, he said "How about the skate
park?  That's always fun."
	I hopped down and sat at the table.  Taking some bacon and one of
the hash browns and putting them on a plate, I said "Over easy, if you know
how . . . or scrambled's OK.  Umm . . .  I've never been to the skate
park."
	Brian said "I like `em that way too," and broke four eggs into the
pan.  He turned and looked at me incredulously.  "How come?  It's only a
block away."
	I blushed, the red spreading from my face down across my chest.
"You look like you've always been big.  You don't know what it's like to be
as short as me.  Big kids pick on me.  So I don't go places like that."
	Brian flipped the eggs, then walked over and put a hand on my
shoulder.  "Well, you're goin' today.  And I guarantee you, none of those
little shits is gonna pick on you when I'm around."  He put two of the eggs
on my plate and went back for his own.  We sat down and ate together,
completely comfortable, neither of us thinking about being naked.

Chapter Sixteen
	After breakfast, the two boys got cleaned up then walked to Brian's
house to get two skateboards.  "I have one here that's gonna be perfect for
you," Brian said over his shoulder as he dug through a pile in the
basement.  Once he found it, he carried it to what he still thought of as
his father's workbench, sprayed the board with WD-40, and wiped it down
with a rag.  Then he sprayed the `trucks' with silicone spray, and
announced that we were ready to go.
	Casey picked up the smaller board and hefted it.  "Heavier than I
thought," he said thoughtfully.  "You know I've never done this before.
Right?  I don't wanna look stupid."  His voice taking on a bit of a whine,
he added "Do we have to go to the skateboard park?"
	The older boy said "That's yours now, little dude."  He patted
Casey on the shoulder and said "Don't worry.  I'm gonna teach you the
basics on the way over there.  You won't make a fool of yourself.  Trust
me."
	They set off down the street toward the park, a fenced in corner of
which had been set up with concrete ramps, steel railings, a half-tube, and
walls perfect for boarders.  It had become a hangout for teenagers, but
most "tweens" avoided the place.  Brian could see that the younger boy was
nervous about going there, and was proud of him for going anyway.
	Brian was true to his word.  He taught Casey the basics of
skateboarding, and even a few tricks.  The younger boy was a quick study,
and was walking pretty confidently by the time they got to the park.  Casey
stopped dead, though, when he saw several boys who had bullied him at
school until they'd moved on to high school.  Brian followed his eyes and
said "Those two're pussies.  They won't do shit to you when they see your
with me.  Don't worry."  Studiously ignoring the two boys, he led the way
into the enclosure and started showing Casey more tricks, things he
couldn't have done on the street.  He knew something Casey didn't; he'd had
some run-ins with the two boys and they were terrified of him.
	Casey had a great time, and Brian said he was "boarding like a pro"
by the time they left for lunch.  He was sure he'd never go back there
without Brian, but he kept that thought to himself.
	Brian was fully established as Casey's hero by the time they got
back to his house.  He would have done anything for him.

Chapter Seventeen
	When we got home I started toward the kitchen, but Brian stopped
me.  "We're both pretty sweaty.  Let's get a shower."
      He started pulling off his clothes as he took the stairs two at a
time.  I tried to imitate him but stumbled and almost fell.
      We showered together, of course.  I washed his back and he washed
mine, and we played around some before we got dried off.  We didn't get
dressed, but went down to the kitchen and ate lunch naked.
      After lunch, we went into the living room and Brian put one of his
`special' DVDs in the player.  I curled up with him to watch.
      I felt Brian's cock hardening against my butt as the video started.
He'd obviously seen this before and knew what was coming.  Two men were in
bed.  One was older; the other an older teen.  The teen was on his belly.
"What's he doin' to his butt hole," I asked, my voice a bit nervous.
      Brian rubbed my butt with his hand, moving it gently, and said "That
stuff's called K-Y Jelly.  He's putting it on so it doesn't hurt when he
puts his cock into his ass."  He gently pushed at my anus with one of his
fingers, just like he had the day before, as he said that.  "I'm not gonna
do any of this to you unless you want me to.  Let's just watch."
      We did.  The older man straddled the teen's thighs, then leaned down
and kissed the back of his neck.  He rubbed some more of the lotion on his
cock, which was much bigger than Brian's, then started working his fingers
into the younger man's anus.  One finger, then two, then three.  I couldn't
believe he could get them all in there.  Just as I wondered if he was going
to push his whole hand inside, he stopped.
	He leaned down and kissed the younger man again, then pushed his
cock against the now gaping opening. The camera angle changed and we could
see the younger man's face.  I was struck by how young he looked.  He
grimaced in pain when the big cock was pushed into him, but after a few
thrusts, his face changed.  I was amazed to see that he was smiling.  It
was obvious that each thrust still hurt, but he was smiling!
	The camera angle changed again, and we could see the huge cock
thrusting in and out of him.  It seemed like the man's belly got closer and
closer each time, until he was slapping against him with each thrust, his
cock obviously buried deep in his anus.
	I felt Brian's hand on my dick, stroking it gently, in a rhythm
with the fucking we were watching on screen.  Before long I was moaning as
loudly as the older man on the screen, and I could imagine that it was me
fucking that teen.  Suddenly, the man gave one last powerful thrust, and it
was obvious that he was cumming inside the teen.  His back arched and his
face took on the same frightening expression I'd seen in the video the
previous day.  A small part of my mind wondered if I looked like that when
I came.
	When the video ended, Brian used the remote to turn off the TV, and
then turned me in his arms.  "What did you think of that, little man?  Do
you want to try that?  I'd let you fuck me first."  He looked at me, a
strange look in his eyes, and said "I don't know if I'd want to do that to
you; I'd be afraid of hurting you."
        I looked at him curiously.  The only other person who'd ever looked
at me that way before had been my father and I still didn't know what it
meant.
	I laughed at the idea of me doing that to him.  "My dick's not big
enough to do that to you."  I blushed.  "But if you wanted to do it to me,
I'd let you.  I'd let you do anything you want.  I know you won't hurt me."

Chapter Eighteen
	Brian looked at the boy and recognized the trust and faith he saw
in his eyes.  He knew that he was telling the truth.  `He really would let
me do anything to him.'  The boy's blind faith scared him.  He didn't know
if he could really be trusted not to hurt him.
	He kissed his little friend on the forehead and said "I won't hurt
you little man, but we can have fun.  You really want to try it?"  When the
boy nodded, he said "Let's go upstairs.  I have some stuff I want to show
you."
	They raced up the stairs, Brian letting Casey lead the way.  Again
they went to the guest room.  Brian opened his bag and took out a large
tube of K-Y Jelly, and another object he shielded with his body so Casey
couldn't see it.
	"Close your eyes, little dude.  I have a surprise for you."  The
trusting tween did as he was told, and Brian fastened a strap-on dildo
around his waist, cinching the straps tight around his waist and thighs so
the hollow dildo slid over his little shaft.
  	He moved him over in front of the mirror, then said "Okay, dude.
Open your eyes."
	He laughed at the look of surprise, and apparent pleasure, on the
younger boy's face when he saw the thick, nine inch cock jutting out from
his crotch. The dildo was much darker than Casey's skin but the straps
blended in nicely so it was possible for the boy to imagine that the cock
was his.
	Brian coated the dildo with a generous amount of K-Y, then walked
to the bed and did the same with his anus.  Leaving his legs dangling from
the bed, he lay down and said "Come on, little dude.  Fuck my brains out."
	Casey walked over, not believing what his big friend was asking him
to do.  He whispered "Are you sure?  This thing's kinda big.  I don't wanna
hurt you."
	Brian turned and looked at him.  "I really want this, Casey.  I've
wanted a man to fuck me for a long time.  I want you to fuck me, just like
in the video."  He gritted his teeth, knowing that no matter how much K-Y
they used this was going to hurt.  He'd tried to fuck himself with the
dildo several times, but had never been able to get past the pain.  He
hoped he'd be able to do it now.

Chapter Nineteen
      I was excited by the prospect of fucking Brian, but scared of hurting
him.  The excitement won out.  I moved behind him and pushed one of my
fingers into my big friend's anus, concentrating hard on doing it just as
the man in the video had done.  "After," I asked, "will you do this to me?
If I ask you to?"
   	Keeping his face forward, Brian nodded.  I pushed a second finger
into the older boy, then a third.  I knew that my fingers were much smaller
than those of the man in the video, so I added a fourth finger, pushing
almost my whole hand in as far as I could.  I stopped when I heard a gasp
of pain from Brian and asked "Are you sure?"  The older boy nodded.  His
voice strained, he said "Go ahead.  Please.  Do it.  I want you to."
	I positioned the head of the big cock at the opening to Brian's
anus.  I leaned forward, pushing it, feeling my own dick inside the sweaty
tube.  I imagined that this big, thick, hard cock was mine, and I felt
powerful.  My excitement grew as I put my weight behind it as I pushed it
inside.  I heard Brian gasping for breath as it went in one inch, then two,
then three, but I didn't stop.  I felt the fake cock pop past an
obstruction and heard Brian moan, but I don't know if I could have stopped
at that point.
	I remembered that the man in the video hadn't stopped.  He hadn't
even paused when the younger man cried out in pain.  I knew that was what
my big friend wanted, so I pushed harder, gripping Brian's hips with my
hands and pulling.  I could see the teen's body shaking, but I still didn't
stop.  I pulled back about an inch then drove forward again, this time
going a bit deeper.  It didn't even occur to me that the anus and rectum
weren't straight, and that I could hurt my big friend.  I was so much
smaller than him.  I couldn't imagine that I could hurt the big, strong
teen.
	I thrust in and out, going deeper and deeper, growing more excited
and forceful with each thrust.  Suddenly, Brian reared up and reached
behind him, pushing me back so I landed on my butt on the floor.
      I saw that blood was coming out of his anus and started to cry.  "I'm
sorry.  I'm sorry.  Oh god.  I didn't mean to hurt you!"  I got up and
cautiously moved toward the older boy.  "Are you ... are you okay, Brian?"

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