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Babysitting Discovery
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Part 5
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By Mitchell Knight
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Christmas was fast approaching, and I was looking forward to it
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this time of the year for different reasons than I usually did. Sure the
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presents and the good cheer that came with the holiday were nice, but this
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year I was really looking forward to it because of all the parties that
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the Wallace's would be going to. This would get me over to their house a
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lot in the next few weeks, and hopefully Steve would make good on his
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promise and we would get together again soon, so he could show me
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everything he had hinted about.
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At first I thought my dreams of this season were crushed when my
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mother started talking at dinner one night about the Wallace's.
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"I talked to Tami today," my mom was saying to my dad, "and you'll
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never guess what they're doing for Christmas."
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"What?" he asked.
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"They're going to Florida for the week that Nick has off of
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school," my mom answered.
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'Oh no!' I thought.
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"Doesn't that sound like fun?" she asked.
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"Yes it does. I'm sure it will be a nice change for them to be
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some place warm for Christmas."
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"She also asked me something that you and I will have to talk
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about," my mom continued.
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"What's that?" he asked.
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"She asked if Alex could go along and watch Nick for the week,"
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she answered.
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'Florida? With Steve? For a week?'
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"Oh, mom, can I?" I pleaded. "Please let me go."
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"No fair," my little sister protested. "Why does he get to go to
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Florida? I want to go too."
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"That would be nice," my dad commented.
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"Can I go, Dad? Please," I asked.
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"We have been invited to go along. They're staying in a house some
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friends of theirs own. Their friends are going to be out of town for
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that week visiting relatives." my mom added.
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"Really? Hmm...why don't we all go then?" he suggested.
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"Yah!" my sister cheered. "Disneyworld!"
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I breathed an internal sigh of relief. Christmas was going to
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turn out even better than I had thought.
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The week before we left seemed to go quickly since we were
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involved in preparations for the trip. I also found that being able to
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spend a whole week with Steve was much better than just one night, and I
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could wait for something like that.
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We all loaded into our van on the day of our flight and headed for
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the airport. The airplane ride was kind of fun since I'd only been on an
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airplane once before when I was very young.
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When we landed in Florida we were all quite glad we had come to
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this state of warmth and sunshine. Our families picked up our rental
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cars, packed them up, and drove out to the house.
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It was a beautiful, large house on the beach. We unpacked and
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then went out to the beach to relax. That night we went out to eat.
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The next morning I slept in. When I woke up I went into Nick's
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room which was connected to mine by a bathroom. His bed was empty. I
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looked out his window and could see that they were all out on the beach.
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I returned to our bathroom, slipped out of my boxer shorts, and
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stepped into the shower. As I was washing my crotch, I started to tease
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myself. I had worked my cock into an erection when Steve suddenly stuck
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his head in, nearly scaring the shit out of me.
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"Hurry up and meet me in your room," he said. Then he pulled the
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curtain closed.
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Like I was going to keep him waiting!
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I shut off the water and quickly dried off, my excitement
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distracting me from drying off very well. Water droplets still spotted my
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body, but I wrapped the towel around my waist, not caring.
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In my room, Steve lay on the bed completely naked with his swollen
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erection in his hand. To my eyes it seemed shiny. On the nightstand was
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an open jar of Vaseline.
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'Did he put that on it?' I wondered.
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Dropping the towel, I crawled into bed with him.
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"I want you to fuck me," he whispered in my ear.
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"Huh?" I asked.
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"This is something only a guy can do for me," Steve said. "Bring
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that nice dick of yours over here."
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I scooted up closer to the head of the bed. He dipped his fingers
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into the Vaseline and spread this over my dick. The butterflies started
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up in my stomach as I wondered what he was up to.
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Once my penis was fully covered in it, Steve turned over onto his
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hands and knees. He dipped his fingers into the jar again and spread it
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generously over his anus. I watched as he slid one and then two fingers
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into his hole.
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"You're going to stick this," he said, stroking my cock, "into
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here." He pushed a finger into his hole again.
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"Put it in there?" I asked, shocked.
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"Yes."
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"Won't it hurt?" I asked. I'd gotten used to a finger, but
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something like a cock would surely hurt.
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"No, it'll feel really good. Especially one your size. Trust
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me," Steve soothed.
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"Okay."
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I knelt behind him, putting my hands on his waist and lining up my
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cock with his hole.
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"Go slow. I'll tell you what to do," he said.
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I pressed the head of my erection against the outside of his anus.
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I pushed forward gently, but my penis slipped down between his legs in
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front. His hand grabbed my dick and guided it back to his anus. He put
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the head just inside him.
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"Now push forward slowly," he ordered, removing his hand.
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I followed this instruction, inserting my erection bit by bit into
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him. It was so tight and hot inside. It felt great against my erection.
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Once I was completely in, his muscles squeezed me a couple times in greeting.
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"Okay, just hold it there. How does it feel?"
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"Oh, it's great," I answered.
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"It feels good from this end too. Now, slowly pull out, but not
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all the way. Then push in again. Keep doing this slowly, but then go
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faster when it feels right."
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I withdrew until just the head rested inside him. Then I plunged
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back in him. I realized as I continued this pumping action that this
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might be what it feels like to fuck a girl.
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When my orgasm began to build, I pumped him harder and faster.
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The pressure in my groin grew as I continued. I slipped out at one point
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when I became a little too eager, but I quickly pushed back in without any
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trouble and regained my momentum.
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Beneath me Steve was grunting and moaning at each of my thrusts.
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He even started shoving his butt back into my pelvis to meet my thrusts.
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This physical exertion caused me to sweat and I started breathing
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heavily as I thrust faster and faster. Just as I was about to come
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anyway, I felt tiny muscle contractions within his anus. These caused me
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to climax.
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I let out a loud groan and fell forward onto his back as I spurted
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forcefully in his ass. I lay there for a while unable to move, my slick
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chest against his sweaty back, and my cock still buried inside him.
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When I regained some strength, I pulled out and wondered where all
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that cum had gone. I wondered if it would just stay inside or if it fell out.
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"I better get going," Steve said, getting up off the bed.
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"Aren't you going to do that to me?" I asked.
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Steve smiled. "No, I think I'm just a little too big for someone
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your size. It would probably hurt if I stuck this thing in you."
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"Oh. But you didn't come. Don't--"
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"Yes I did," Steve said, pointing to the bed. Thick white tiny
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pools of semen covered the sheets. Those muscle contractions I felt in
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his anus must have been his climax. "It felt really good, Alex. We'll
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definitely have to do that again."
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"Okay."
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"They're probably missing me. Can you clean that up?" he asked.
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"Sure," I answered.
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"Thanks." He pulled on his swim trunks. He gave me a quick, but
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passionate, kiss before he left.
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I jumped on the bed in sheer joy and rolled around in his semen.
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I got up and went to take another shower.
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End Part 5
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