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Six months later, at Jared’s new house.
“How old did you say you were again? 16? 17?” - Jared asks the handsome young man in front of him, his precious boys’ babysitter for the next week.
“I’m 17, sir. Just… had my birthday last week.” - Brett answers, his adolescent voice a bit shaky; it is easy to understand, however, since’s it’s the first time he has to babysit for an entire week.
“Oh damn, well, happy birthday! Now… i need you to repeat to me what i told you yesterday.” - Jared’s tone turns serious.
“Um, thank you sir. Um… well, here goes, um… wait a bit…” - He nervously takes out his phone to find his notes.
“It’d be nice if you could remember them.”
“Yeah i know, i did try to remember but… okay, here goes: Casper always stays up very late, so i must get him to sleep before 12 no matter what, if i can’t do that then i have to call you.”
“That’s correct.”
“His favorite food is pizza, fried chicken…”
“Which brand?”
“Domino's and Popeyes.”
“Yep.” - Jared notices a pause. “Keep going, what else?”
“Okay, pizza, fried chicken, Chinese, but that’s it?”
“What do you mean?"
“I mean what specific kind of Chinese does he like, or…”
“He likes all of them. I think he likes noodles the most.”
“Okay, i’ll note that down… Okay, pizza, fried chicken, Chinese, medium rare steak, dry pancake… and chocolate and candies, okay…”
“Try to get him to eat some vegetables if you can, but i’m pretty sure that won’t happen…” - The man lets out a laugh.
“Okay sir…”
“What about drinks?”
“Okay, drinks, he likes smoothie, grape flavor especially…”
“His absolute favorite.” - Jared just told a bold-faced lie, he knows damn well what Casper’s favorite drink is.
“Okay… and coke, Japanese? You mean the white one?”
“Correct. Try to get him to drink some water oh who am i kidding…" - He rolls his eyes amusingly.
“There's also cherry soda and sometimes iced tea. Alright, now you want me to do Chris right?”
“Um…” - Jared notices the wording. “Uh, that won’t be necessary, just remember that he’s very very shy and will only talk to his brother, and he doesn’t like it when you walk around too loudly, alright?”
“Okay sir.” - Brett takes a deep breath. “Um, there’s a problem sir?”
“Oh yeah? What?” - Jared leans down to pick up his luggage.”
“Does your dog… bite, sir?”
“Are you afraid of dogs?”
“A bit, sir…”
“Oh my…” - Jared lets out an exasperated groan. “Why didn’t you say so yesterday??”
“I… didn’t want to lose the job sir…”
“Well okay, don’t worry a thing, okay? She’s very well trained, she’ll never bite unless completely provoked, alright?”
“Okay sir.”
“Try to walk her in the afternoon if you can, if you can’t then just let Casper do it. Remember, do not let Chris out of the house, under any circumstances, he’s immunocompromised, okay?
“Okay.”
“Casper’ll be home in about, uh, two hours. So make yourself at home.” - Jared gets himself to the front door before turning around. “Almost forgot, Chris’ tutor loves drinking tea, there’s a ton of ‘em in the second cupboard from the left in the kitchen, alright?”
“Alright sir, well uh… see you next week!”
“See you, and thanks again!” - The man leaves, bright smile on his face.
Brett smiles back waving before coming back into the house, settling himself in. This job is too good to be true, he thinks; Jared was willing to pay quadruple his usual rates just to take care of two little kids for a week. Of course, the pages and pages of notes and instructions was a bit unusual, along with an absurd amount of little details to follow, but with pay this high, he was anticipating much worse. Not to mention girls are often preferred for these jobs anyways, so the boy was bewildered, overjoyed when he was chosen. He thinks he’s struck gold, but it’s still too soon to call, there might be unexpected quirks about this gig that he doesn’t know of yet.
About the family, he knows that the dad, Jared, his client, recently got divorced and is on his way across the country to see his other kid, Casper’s twin brother Ethan. Judging from the way Jared was talking to, and about his kids, this family used to be, and still is, extremely close. Brett wonders what happened that drifted them apart before absolving himself of the thought; it is none of his business, after all.
Walking around the house, he finds it ordinary: warm, homely, if a bit messy, lacking a woman’s touch; it is puzzling for him however, that since the boys’ father is always extremely gentle and nice to them, literally never yelling at them once for anything, the boys still seem to be very decent kids. Even more strangely, the older one, Casper, seems to be coded to never even question his dad about, well, anything, during the short few times he’s seen them interact. The other houses that’s Brett’s babysat for, even ones with intact families, were nowhere close to this… peaceful.
Oh and one more thing, despite Casper being well into being eleven years old now, he still refuses to call Jared anything other than ‘Daddy’. It sure is peculiar!
He comes upstairs to Chris’ room. He quietly knocks a few times, but there is no response, so he carefully opens the door to examine inside. Chris is sleeping peacefully on his Iron-man themed bed, the boy’s adorable little nose slightly red along with the rest of his face, tiny rays of golden sunlight piercing through the blinds dotting his cheeks. Further opening the door to look around gives Brett a bad spook, however, as he notices the huge family dog, a German Shepherd lying on the carpet next to Chris’ bed, also sleeping, thankfully. The dog’s name is Vicky, and she is particularly attached to Chris, as he was told. Suddenly however, her ears stand up and her nose starts sniffing, terrifying the young babysitter, who quickly closes the door and scurries away.
Next, Brett takes a peek into Casper’s room, and oh boy, is he in for a reckoning. A huge TV, two Switches, a Playstation, an Xbox, a VR headset, at least a hundred different kinds of toys, action figures and thereabouts, bookshelves full to the brim with video games and movies, and of course, a massive, obscenely expensive-looking PC battle station with three different monitors and what looks to be a water-cooled case with a gargantuan graphics card inside. Brett’s has to pick up his jaws off the floor.
This little boy is really spoiled rotten by his daddy.
Later, about time Casper comes home.
Brett heard the school bus pulling up and gets up from the couch to come to the front door.
Coming inside, Casper is surprised to see his babysitter already there.
“Uh…” - The young boy is clad in a bright, loose T-shirt that exposes his pale, smooth, lustrous skin; beneath, his shorts hide his bare skin and boy parts as he still heavily dislikes having to wear underwear. “…Hi…”
“Hi! Uh, nice to see ya again…” - Brett awkwardly greets the boy with his palm.
"Um… okay…” - Casper takes off his shoes and throws his schoolbag onto the couch before coming into the kitchen; he opens the fridge and fetches some yogurt. “Did he leave already?”
“Who? You mean your dad?” - Brett also comes into the kitchen and sits down at the chair opposite to Casper.
“Yeah...”
“Yeah, he did."
“When?”
“Like two hours ago.”
“Okay…” - Casper’s face visibly saddens; his gorgeous face enamored with a wonted sorrow.
Concerned, Brett leans forward.
“What’s wrong? Are you okay?”
“I’m fine.” - Casper stands up, half-eaten box of yogurt in his hand. “I’m going to Chris’ room. When’s dinner?”
“Uh sure, no problem, dinner’s at seven, unless you want to eat sooner or later? And what do you want to eat, pizza or…?”
“Um, i don’t know, daddy told you everything i liked right? Why don’t you choose?”
“Uh, yeah, sure!”
Casper runs up the stairs and storms into Chris’ room, waking both him and their dog up. Vicky is more than excited to see her boy master after an entire day; she quickly runs to him, jumps up to lick his face profusely, tail wagging happily.
“Hey girl! Hah!” - Casper is overwhelmed by the flurry of licking his face is getting; he counter attacks by petting Vicky’s belly, who promptly lies down on the floor obediently, tongue still dangling out of her mouth. “Who’s a good girl! Who’s a good girl!”
After that, he jumps onto the bed with Chris, who is also more than happy to see him, wide smile on the boy's face; but when he leans in for a kiss however, the younger boy pulls away, his face clearly signaling an ‘ew’.
“What?” - Casper asks innocently. ” I just wanna kiss my brother!”
“Your face…” - Chris speaks very, very quietly; his boyish voice weak, airy. “Vicky licked your face.”
“Oh…” - Casper reaches for some paper tissue to wipe his face clean until his skin sores. “Better now?” Throwing his glasses on the nightstand, he doesn’t wait before diving in again for a deep tongue kiss with Chris, who reciprocates him with open arms.
They both close their eyes as their lips entwine, hands caressing each other’s bodies, heavy breathings intersect one another. Below, Vicky doesn’t even bother looking at them, casual brotherly tongue kissing is a regular sight in this family.
“Did you lock the door?” - Chris momentarily breaks their kiss to ask.
“Yeah of course, don’t worry i don’t think he’ll just come in here.” - Casper resumes their kiss.
Chris traces his hand to his brother’s short before pulling it down, revealing a hard, pulsating boy cock. Using his hand, he jerks it a little, making Casper moan rather loudly.
“Shhhhh!” - Chris breaks their kiss again.
“Yeah yeah i know, wanna suck me now?” - Casper pulls his shorts down entirely.
“Okay.”
Chris then eagerly moves down to his brother’s crotch before taking the entirety of Casper’s cock in his mouth.
“Oh… yeah…”
The younger boy smoothly moves his head and mouth with an alarming expertise, up and down, up and down, smooching and slurping on his brother’s wet, hard cock, producing wet, lewd noises that earns some head tilts from Vicky, who’s still inside the room.
“Oh… yeah… baby… that feels so good…” - Casper moans in ecstasy, he gently takes ahold of Chris’ hair and ruffles them as the younger boy goes down on his cock.
“Oh… yeah… i love you, i love you…”
“Keep sucking…”
Chris is no stranger to sucking cocks, in fact he’s had plenty of experience before, all with filthy, dirty ones attached to sub-humans; needless to say, he didn’t really enjoy doing it until he was rescued by his now adopted father and given a second chance at life. Now, sucking cocks, for him, is a powerful act of love; to pleasure his loved ones until they release their cum into him, it makes him feel good, worthy and most importantly, loved.
It doesn’t take long for Casper to begin to reach his climax; despite the daily amount of love-making he does with his family members, one’d think he’d last longer than a few minutes.
The boy has to cover his mouth as he can feel himself about to cum. Recognizing this, Chris goes even faster, until his brother’s entire body and the cock inside his mouth violent spasms, releasing white, hot cum into his mouth. The younger boy refuses to swallow, however, for he knows what his big brother likes. With cum all over his mouth, he carefully retracts out of Casper’s burning hot penis, slurping any remaining cum on the length, before jumping up to the older boy’s face for yet another tender tongue kiss.
Hot, salty boy cum coats the insides of the boys’ mouth as they continue their steamy, salty makeout session.