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Subject: Babysitting Tales – Chapter Two: Trevor Opens Up Foreword: Nifty is amazing, please donate to keep it that way! This story is fiction and should be enjoyed with that knowledge. The author does not condone the activities depicted, which involve cross-generational sexual relationships. If you should not be reading this for any reason, please do not. ********** Apologies for the significant delay between chapters, I hope the wait was worth it. Apparently (based on the responses), the first chapter was a smashing success. In case you were wondering, though perhaps you were not, the drama of 2020 did catch up with me and I was out of commission for a couple months. A huge thank you to everyone who sent me an email of support, feedback, stories of your own, and especially pix/vids for inspiration- you all encouraged more chapters, so here we go. I hope you enjoy the next chapter of my story… ********** Trevor Opens Up Previously, on Babysitting Tales: I felt Mikey’s fingers pulling my bum cheeks apart and poking at my hole, I couldn’t take any more stimuli and I gripped his head and thrust forward while his dad was buried in my throat. I came down the little boys throat and I heard him moan, clearly not bothered by the roughness. Dave eased my head back, noticing my thrusts into his son. He got himself slowly out of my mouth all the way. He smiled and said, “Very good boy, you are so good at this. Now let’s get you your first taste of cum. You ready to swallow my load?” I looked at him nervously, still hazy from my incredible orgasm his son just sucked out of me. He didn’t wait for a response, but grabbed my hair again and pulled me back onto his dick saying, “Well, ready or not, here I come…” I opened wide and accepted the manly cock into my soft, wet, preteen mouth. Dave moaned loudly and proceeded to fuck my face with abandon, pulling and pushing my head using the grip he had on my hair. I went limp, allowing him to use my head and mouth as a toy, my whole body numb and that warm sensation now totally enveloped my brain. I wanted to be used and told what to do, everything he was doing to me was taking me to another level of bliss, I felt like I was high on drugs- if the way the movies described that feeling was accurate (I’d never actually tried drugs, of course). After several minutes of gagging and drooling over his dick while he controlled my bobbing action, I finished my first blow job. Dave yelled out, “Swallow this boy, here cums some daddy juice, unnnnggghhhh…”, and I felt a squirt against the back of my throat as he rested his spasming daddy dick on my tongue. I coughed at the surprise, but his hands were instantly at both sides of my face gripping my ears as he held me still and shot several ropes of man cum into my mouth. I had to breathe through my nose as I swallowed quickly to avoid choking more, some was spilling from the corners of my mouth and dribbling down my chin after the first cough. After Dave was spent he let his softening man meat fall from my lips as I gasped for breath and coughed up the small amount of cum I had not swallowed. I wiped my chin with the back of my hand as I looked up at the man who just taught me how to service a real cock. “Well done boy. You are a natural, are you sure you’ve never sucked a cock before?” Dave asked. I told him I hadn’t and thanked him for the compliment. We looked at the clock and saw that it was late, our escapades had lasted longer than anyone realized and it was Mikey’s bedtime. We had been fooling around for over two hours! Dave scooped his boy up and told him it was time for bed as he walked back to the stairs. I followed behind like a lost puppy and watched the manly ass sway in front of me. When we made it back to Mikey’s room he asked me to sleep with him and I admitted that I was tired after being fucked in my face and throat. Dave squeezed my boy ass while I climbed into his son’s bed with the boy, all of us still being naked of course. We snuggled face to face and I could smell my cum on Mikey’s breath and I’m sure he could smell his dad’s on mine. Dave switched personalities flawlessly as he went back to paternal caregiver and gave his little boy a kiss on the forehead, and then repeated the action with me! I smiled deeply as Mikey watched his daddy kiss his babysitter just like him and we all said good night. Soon, both us boys were asleep and Dave right after in his own room. The next morning I woke up to Mikey squeezing my morning wood. I groaned as he repeatedly squeezed and released my throbbing boyhood under the sheets. He was grinning like the Cheshire Cat when I opened my eyes and I thought he was even cuter in the morning with his messy bed head hair. I looked at the dinosaur clock on his wall and saw it was stegosaurus thirty, so we had slept in- which was typical for me on Saturday. He threw the covers off our naked bodies and gave my boner one more squeeze and then a kiss as he jumped out of bed saying he had to pee. I told him that I did as well and followed him to his attached bathroom. We stood at the toilet together and I pushed my wilting erection toward the bowl and we both peed together, occasionally crossing streams and giggling. We finished and shook our boy dicks and then he grabbed mine and licked the head, capturing the last drop of piss on his tongue- telling me that he didn’t want it to fall on the floor. He then told me to clean his for him and I kneeled down without hesitation and sucked his little prick into my mouth and gave it a tongue bath, tasting a few drops of boy pee. We then washed our hands and he brushed his teeth and then gave me his toothbrush so I could brush mine too. I thought it was weird that I found using his toothbrush almost as erotic as sucking his boy dick. When we went back to his room I grabbed my clothes, but didn’t put them on- just carried them with us as we both went downstairs naked and hungry for breakfast. We found Dave in the kitchen making bacon and eggs with toast, also naked. I draped my clothes over the kitchen chair as I sat next to Mikey. We all said good morning and went about a seemingly normal breakfast routine, with no mention of last night or the fact we were all naked and semi hard the whole time (Mikey was fully hard, as boys his age are either fully soft or hard, no middle ground). The boys then went to watch cartoons while Dave cleaned up and soon it was late morning. The doorbell rang and I heard Dave answer it, but not much more of the interaction. We were soon joined in the basement (where we were watching cartoons) by Dave and the new arrival, my father. He did not react at all to his şişli travesti nearly thirteen year old son being naked on the couch with an equally naked little boy cuddled up with him watching tv. I saw him and said hey dad, almost forgetting completely that I was nude… …Some more background… Remember I mentioned that the town of Old Oak is essentially a naturist reserve, where everyone is required to be comfortable with nudity if they chose to live there. I also mentioned that it is still affected by the outside world, through media or residents traveling and bringing back ideas upon their return or various other influences, so while nudity is still accepted and not directly admonished, it’s sort of been placed on the ‘back burner’ so-to-speak, and really only practiced at home or swimming pools, and not always even there. Let’s talk about my family. We never really think or talk about nudity. We moved here when I was five, and like lots of boys that age- I was always stripping down and running around with my tiny pecker leading the way. My mother would just smile and go about her business, ignoring my nudity. My father did the same, and occasionally- after he took a shower, he would stay naked for a while and watch tv before bedtime. I would join him on the couch, usually also nude, and he would rub my back and it felt nice. That year (when I was five), mom got pregnant and gave birth to my baby brother. I was jealous of the attention he got at first, and both parents tried to cuddle with me as much as they could- but it was no where near the level of affection I had grown accustomed to. It took about a year or two before I saw the baby as a person and not just an object stealing my parents’ attention. His name is Edward, but I kept hearing Eggward for some reason, so I started calling him Eggy and it caught on. Soon, my parents even called him that, thinking it was a cute nickname. Looking back, it’s unclear if this was intentional, but allowing me to give him a name was the turning point for me- when I accepted him as part of the family and really started to bond with him. I loved my baby brother more than anything by the time he was two and speaking words, and he worshipped the ground I walked on- following me everywhere and trying to copy whatever I was doing. He called me Revy because he couldn’t pronounce my name (the letter t is hard for some toddlers), and we were inseparable. When he was potty trained the next year, I helped daddy by being the example. There was usually a party in the bathroom, the whole family was involved. We had 2.5 bathrooms at our house, and none of those doors were ever shut (unless a guest visited, and even then- my baby bro would try to walk in on them). Any time someone pooped they would have an audience, as Eggy tried to understand the complexities of toilet training. Also, any time daddy or I went for just a pee we brought him with to watch so he could learn to aim while standing. He was three by the time all this started to end, and the bathroom resumed it’s normal private function- for the most part. Eggy and I took a bath together every Saturday, and mom or dad would supervise. Sometimes if dad was in charge, he would join us in the oversized tub in their master bath. All typical male bonding, we would all get stiffies and Eggy would grab both mine and daddy’s and we just ignored it (well, occasionally I would grab his back. And come to think of it, daddy would squeeze both our bums when that was happening). So, nudity was a non issue and the bath routine continued until I was ten years old. When I hit double digits I switched to strictly showers, but Eggy was still only four turning five and would constantly ask me to join him for baths. I would indulge him on special occasions, and still do on holidays and stuff like that. This last year, after Eggy turned six (there are three months between our birthdays- he was born after my own sixth birthday), he would sometimes ask to join me in the shower and I would wash his body for him. Mommy would comment when she saw us in the shower or coming out of the bathroom together that I “was such a good big brother, Eggy is so lucky to have me” and he would respond by squeezing me in a hug and saying I was the bestest. Another tangent here, apologies. I feel like these may become a staple of these tales- hope that is okay. I have to give some background info and then suddenly my A.D.D. kicks in, ANYWAY, the whole point of this was to explain that my family is very comfortable in the nude (as is required by town charter), and we are all very close and loving. …So now, back to the story… My dad responded to my casual “hey” with one of his own. I saw that Dave was still naked like us, standing behind him as they both reached the bottom of the stairs and made their way toward the tv area. Dad explained his presence, “Well Trev, your mother messed up when she agreed to the sleepover. We have to get over to the club for a meeting about the summer solstice soirée next month and we need you to take care of Eggy. Had I known it was a cuddle-fest down here though, I would have just brought him over… you know he will be jealous of your new friend here.” As he said that he smiled at Mikey, who smiled up at him and squeezed me tighter with his arms around my waist. Our boyhoods had gone soft but with that squeeze mine gave a surprised twitch and I am certain that my dad noticed. Dave chimed in, “He is welcome over any time, if you want to drop him on your way over he could stay today as well- don’t want to separate these two before they’re ready, might cause trauma, haha. You are welcome to stay as well, and that open invitation extends to your whole family of course. I was about to relax in the hot tub if you care to join?” My dad smiled at the naked man and replied, “We do have a few hours before the meeting, and I could definitely use a relaxing soak- let’s do it. I’ll call the wife after and see what she thinks about Eggy coming over.” Dave chuckled and said that the jets work wonders on sore muscles. He turned to walk into the bathroom and left my dad standing in front of the couch with us boys. Dad looked at me and said, “This trip worked out nicely for me, eh? Happy our new neighbors are so friendly. Guess I should get ready for the tub!” And he began stripping in front of us. Mikey- who had been mostly ignoring us and watching the cartoons on tv, immediately took notice of a new naked body in the room. My dad had popped his top off and was already barefoot, apparently having left his shoes at the door. He tugged at his shorts which fell to his ankles, leaving beylikdüzü travesti him in a pair of grey briefs. Both Mikey and I were watching intently now, our eyes fixed on my dads hairy chest and legs. After last night, my gaze was drawn to the bulge in his briefs, and I felt that numbness return to my head. Did I want to suck my own father’s cock? Isn’t that wrong or bad or something? We had been bathing together my whole life and I never even considered his dick to be something I desired- just admired as the goal my own dick was growing toward. I have even seen him hard, when Eggy would grab him in the tub, and I didn’t think anything sexual at the time, I was just impressed with the manliness. Now, having my cock sucking floodgates burst open, those memories start taking on new forms and here he is standing in front of me with his hands in the waistband of his briefs- about to reveal another daddy dick to the naked boys on the couch. My own boy prick responded… the next minute was in slow motion for my numbed brain. My dad slowly lowered his briefs down his legs as my cock began to inflate and reach full hardness tight against my tummy. Dad stared at my boner as he scratched his exposed balls and tugged on his flaccid cock, which chubbed slightly. Mikey was off the couch and in front of my naked father like a shot. He said, “Wow Trevor’s daddy, your cock sure is hairy!” My dad responded with a laugh and ruffled the silky hair of the naked boy now standing directly in front of him. Dad commented, “I did notice that your dad keeps his hair shaved down there. I trim mine now and then, but mostly go natural. Do you like my man bush little guy?” I was surprised at his ease with the situation, not to beat a dead horse as the saying goes, but we are comfortable with nudity at my house- but outside our own family we have not had much interaction with other naked people up to now, beyond very brief encounters in the locker room at the town pool. My dad seemed totally comfortable with a naked boy he’d never met before now closely inspecting his own nakedness, he was treating him as though he were Eggy… maybe that is what he was pretending in his own head. Mikey responded with a nod of his head and reached out to pet my dad’s pubic bush like it was a small animal. My dad just smiled and stood there, allowing it to happen. He watched the boy curiously comb through the thickness of his black pubes, and glanced over to me- also watching the exploration with interest. We made eye contact for a couple seconds, then I saw him look down to my crotch. I followed his gaze and saw that my own boy dick was still rock hard and twitching, as well as leaking a strand of pre onto my naked belly. I looked back up to my father and gave him a shy smile and just slightly shrugged my shoulders. He gave me a wink and it made me feel like he was sort of proud of me in that moment, I was growing up and he got to see it. His attention returned to Mikey, who never stopped his inspection. Now the boy was feeling my father’s furry balls, and I could see him give them a squeeze. I could barely hear a quick moan come from deep inside the man’s throat. His manly cock also responded, with a jump as it started to grow. Mikey clearly noticed this as he giggled and grabbed hold of the lengthening daddy dick. I saw him squeeze it, causing another jump and moan from the man who made me. Now the cock that created me was fully hard, under the manipulation of a skilled little boy- who was fully stroking the daddy boner in front of me. Mikey turned to me and simply said, “come here”, with a wave of his hand. I obeyed, and knelt down next to him so that I was eye level with my dad’s hairy crotch. Mikey told me, never taking his eyes off the hard daddy dick he was stroking, “it feels about the same size as my daddy, but so hairy like my teddy, and I think his balls are bigger.” I simply nodded, also never moving my eyes away from the masturbation of my father by the little boy next to me. At this point, Dave returned from setting up the jacuzzi- he was dripping wet, having tested it out for a few minutes while his boy became acquainted with his guest’s manhood. I looked over as he approached from behind my father and saw his wet cock swinging like a seductive pendulum and it began to grow harder as he noticed the two naked boys in front of the other daddy in the room. When he was just behind my dad he gave his furry ass a smack and said, “glad my boy is making you feel at home!” My dad jumped and pulled away from Mikey’s grip, the naked boy made a pouty face and let out an “awww”. Dave put his arm over my father’s shoulder and the two stood naked in front of their two naked boys kneeling before them. Both daddies were now rock hard and looking down at us, Dave spoke-“my boy is very curious and I like to allow him to explore those curiosities, and as it turns out- your boy is quite the curious one himself.” As he was talking he stepped closer to Mikey and me, as we had not moved at all while we watched their big daddy dicks twitch in front of us. The men were locked together by Daves arm around my dad’s neck, and when they reached us again so their toes brushed against our knees, their dicks brushed our faces- Dave gripped his cock with his free hand and smacked my blushing cheek with it, smearing precum on my face. My dad and I made eye contact while this happened and I think I saw a little smirk from him. Dave continued, “Show your daddy what you learned last night Trevor, make him proud of the cock sucker he raised, get my cock in your mouth boy.” I did not hesitate to grip the base of his shaft and place the head at my lips to lick his leaking lollipop. I sucked his cock while my dad watched closely and stroked his own dick until Mikey resumed his exploration of my dads furry crotch. Dave moaned and squeezed my father’s shoulder bringing him even closer as Mikey had now gripped the base of my dad’s shaft and was licking the tip to taste a bead of precum that had formed. It was dads turn to moan and he reached down to stroke Mikey’s soft hair while the little boy was stretching his lips obscenely around the thick head of daddy dick. Meanwhile, Dave had his own daddy dick at the entrance to my throat, causing me to gag and cough. He took his free hand and held my head on his dick giving orders, “there’s a good boy, breathe through your nose and relax. Let’s show your daddy what a natural born little cock slut you are, and how much he’s been missing.” With that, he began to push deeper into my throat and I had to swallow his thick daddy dick- or at least try to, multiple times, istanbul travesti each time Dave moaned as my swallowing motion apparently massaged his cock. “Well, what do you think daddy? Aren’t you proud of your boy?” I lifted my gaze to see my father react, and he turned his attention from the beautiful little boy suckling the tip of his own cock to his son, who had the majority of another mans cock down his throat. His eyes widened, “that is impressive Trev. Do you like sucking cock son?” I moaned my response and did my best to nod but could barely manage and Dave still held my head in place. Dave continued, “of course he does, the boy has a gift. Show your daddy how good your are champ.” As he said this he pulled my hair back to remove me from his throbbing manhood, now dripping with my saliva and his juices, and then placed me in front of my daddy’s dick- now shiny with Mikey’s slobber, who had been nudged out of the way as I was pushed in his direction. Mikey seemed okay with taking a break as he fiddled with his tiny boner and rubbed his jaw, looking sore from the stretching my dads cockhead had given it. I once again looked up into my father’s eyes and Dave pushed me closer until the daddy dick that created me was on my open lips. I used my tongue to swirl the head as I was taught last night. My dad made a “mmmmmm” sound as he watched his oldest son service his throbbing member. I began to slide the tip past my lips, followed quickly by the shaft and soon I felt a tickle on my uvula (I had just learned the name of the dangly thing at the entrance to your throat in science class at school), causing me to gag slightly, but I powered through and breathed through my nose as Dave had instructed. I was now swallowing the length of my fathers penis and it felt nice resting in my throat and I moaned my appreciation, causing my throat to vibrate around the throbbing schlong – now leaking directly into me. My dad moaned and took hold of my head, replacing Dave’s hand with his own. He told me, “you are very good at that son, mmmm, suck that cock little man. That’s right, open up for Daddy. Mmmm this is so kinky, you’re being so naughty right now” And he used his grip on my hair to pull me back so that just the tip of his dick remained in my mouth and then plunged back into my throat, hearing me gag and cough, he pulled back again and repeated the thrusting motion four more time- me gagging and drooling out of the corners of my mouth, tears streaming out of my eyes. I wasn’t crying on purpose, it was just a natural reaction to choking. I was actually enjoying this type of choking, it was still tickling my throat and I was moaning while the fatherly phallus penetrated my young almost teen mouth. This continued for a while, I obviously lost track of time, so it could have been five minutes or maybe an hour, but we were broken from our cock sucking trance by the sound of Dave loudly proclaiming, “unnnnnggg, yes baby, here it comes, aaaahhhhh!” And we watched while he pulled his daddy dick from his son’s mouth, as Mikey had apparently taken over the oral servicing of his father. We saw the throbbing fatherly phallus erupt, painting the little boy’s face and then his boyish chest and tummy as it dribbled to a stop. Not to be outdone, my father pulled my hair until my nose rested in his bush and made his own proclamations, “that’s it boy! Here comes the daddy juice! Drink it down like a good lad. Uhh, yessss, you’re doing better than mummy does big guy. This mouth was maaaa…” He didn’t finish his thought as he exploded directly into my throat. He gripped me tightly by my hair, causing a small pain sensation through my numbed head as I rode the sexual high I hadn’t stopped experiencing from the beginning. Dad’s squirting dick was lodged in my young mouth and of course I swallowed as much as I could, but some dribbled out with my drool and as he slowly released his grip and slid his spasming schlong out of a mouth it created and had just recreated into a pussy. I could now cough unobstructed. Dave had walked to the hot tub room and back, bringing a towel with him as he wiped his dick clean of cum remnants and boy slobber and handed that same towel to my father and he backed up from me kneeling in front of him, coughing still and licking my lips coated in daddy jizz and boy drool. While my dad wiped his cock I looked over at Mikey who was still glazed like a donut. His face was dripping and he had a few squirts on his chest and tummy dripping towards his smooth boy crotch, his little boner still stiff as a nail. We made eye contact and traded smiles. He raised his hand and used his pointer finger to show the universal “come over here” signal, and I eagerly obeyed. When I reached him, he licked my chin to get a bead of my dad’s cum I missed. I then imitated him and licked his face clean of the copious amount of his own father’s jizz, and I continued down his smooth boy body- licking his nipples and innie belly button just for fun as I cleaned off the few strands that dripped down his beautiful torso. I gave his hard nail a kiss and licked his smooth boy balls quickly before leaning back to rest. Dave asked my dad, “So, it seems like you agree with me that we have two talented boys here? Shall we have a nice soak then?” And my father responded, “Very talented, I can’t believe I didn’t discover this sooner- I have definitely been missing out. His mother is not always in the mood, and also travels for work, and I am left with just my right hand. Well, yes let’s have that soak and I’ll see about getting Edward over here when we go to the meeting later.” The men had a chuckle as they went to the hot tub room, leaving the boys in to recover. I was excited to introduce Mikey to Eggy, I think they could become best friends- they are like two peas in a pod in my opinion. Mikey and I got back on the couch and cuddled up again as he switched on the cartoon he had paused. We both sighed and relaxed into each other and the couch as we zoned out. I was just coming down from that heady feeling I was describing before and I think I might be addicted, because I started to think about different boys and men I know and what their cocks might look like and if they might let me play with them… The End of Chapter Two, should there be a chapter three? Let me ail , as always I need encouragement. Each chapter is it’s own separate experience (for me, and you) and I feel that I might not be meeting the expectations set by the previous one. Constructive criticism is welcome and Kind words work wonders, but even more wonderful are inspirational vids or pix… wink. Hope to hear from you, and I do my best to respond if you sound real- sorry if you wrote and didn’t hear back previously- That 2020 drama I mentioned in the prologue hit hard, and not the good kind of hard that I hope this story made you. Anyway, Stay Well. ~Trevor Represents