EVERYBODY MEET MARCO By Zachyboy (M/b, babysitting, oral, rimming, fingering) CHAPTER ONE This little boy's name is Marco. He lives in an apartment complex that's not too far from my house. It's not a very nice set of apartments. They're kind of known as budget apartments, kind of run-down, for people who don't have a lot of money. But Marco doesn't know any of that. He's just a fun, funny, fun-loving 10-year-old boy. He is playful and honest and inquisitive and just the kind of boy you want to have for a neighbor a few blocks away. I've been babysitting Marco for two years now. His mom and I were in a community theater play together, of all bizarre things. She's a bit of a free-spirit, a little bit wild, and she likes to go out with friends once in a while, and when she saw how much Marco took to me at rehearsals the many times she dragged him along, I was a natural choice when she needed a babysitter. Marco's been letting me touch him for a year now. We'll sit on the couch, all cuddled up when his mom is gone, and we'll watch Disney movies under a blanket together, and my hand will creep lower and lower until finally it's rubbing really slowly on his little willy. He pushes up against my hand when I do that. Sometimes he giggles and tells me it tickles, but sometimes he just sighs and rubs it on my hand. Sometimes when I'm rubbing and tickling Marco, I make sure I rub my finger up against his tiny little boyhole. I always have to rub it right through his undies since he never takes them off. But even though I'm rubbing it through fabric, his undies are always just a little light brown and they're always just a little stinky...the sweet, tart smell of Marco's smelly, tasty little ass. I know it smells good, because when he's not looking, I'll bring my finger up to my nose and smell it deeply, and I'll get hard just catching the hot funk of his asshole on my finger. Marco giggles when I touch his asshole through his undies. He doesn't even know it's wrong or bad. It just feels tickly and funny to him. He's not really sure why I like to do it so much, but he never ever stops me. Once I rubbed my finger on his asshole through his underwear and I brought it up to his own little button nose, and I said, "Smell this, Marco, this is you." And he giggled and smelled it and turned up his nose and he said, "Ewww, that smells like my poopy." And he laughed and he thought that was so funny that anyone would want to smell the place where his poopy comes out. And his laughter just made me hornier. The thought of rubbing his most sacred spot and making him smell it had always been a dream of mine. And when he was done smelling it, I smelled it myself, and licked my finger, praying to capture every delicious molecule. Marco is proud of his body, very uninhibited, and he shows me poses like this all the time. Legs up, feet in the air, hands on feet. Just a perfect view of everything he's got. Sadly covered by his undies, but even that's okay, because they always have a telltale sign of the treasures underneath. He'll grab onto his dirty little feet...I'm not sure Marco bathes more than two or three times a month, because he sure is ripe. And when he holds his little legs up in the air like this, I can always get a clear shot of his pretty little crotch and crack...and there's always a stinky little whiff of brown down there to enjoy and photograph. He is totally willing to let me take his picture when he does stuff like this. Completely not shy or embarrassed at all. And when he sticks his legs up in the air, I can actually smell his sweet ass, even from a short distance as I line up the shot. He's not a very clean kid, and his mom doesn't make him bathe too much, so he's always got some ripe aromas emanating from his pretty little crotch area. And after he goes to sleep at night, I really enjoy smelling him. I'll wait until he's good and sleepy, and then I'll slowly move him around, face down in his little bed, same underwear he's been wearing all night. And I'll put my nose right up to that dirty crack and I'll smell that sweet spot until my dick is rock hard and leaking cum. And I'll slowly stroke myself as I breathe the dirty funk of his sweet, smelly boyhole. And then I'll slowly peel those unders down, careful not to wake him, and I'll ever-so-slowly run my tongue down the length of that amazing crack, and I'll taste that dirty hole in all its glory. It doesn't taste tart at all. It tastes sweet, purely sweet, like stevia, like sugar, like Splenda. Marco has the sweetest tasting little butthole I've ever eaten. Sometimes he giggles a little and moans while I'm eating his back door. He's half dreaming, half enjoying it, but I keep going down on him until I shoot my cum on his dirty carpet and rub it into the floor. Why his mom has never noticed the crusty stains of my load after load of dried cum under her son's bed, I have no earthly clue. All I know is that every time I babysit this little cutie, I shoot a load that makes my heart pound. In the morning, he doesn't remember a thing. He's puzzled that his asshole is slightly chapped from the repeated action of my tongue, and he might vaguely be aware that there's no more poopy smell in his butthole because I've licked it all off, but other than that, he's just pure, unbridled boy again, ready to meet the day. I love babysitting Marco. Next time, I'm going to bring my brother Brad along. Because Marco won't notice. Marco won't care. And I think with a boy like this, two heads are better than one. # # # # # # # # # # CHAPTER TWO Marco is ten, and he lives in the run down apartments by my house. I babysit him a lot because his mom is a little bit young and a little bit wild, and she likes to go out with her friends. She stays out late, sometimes until morning, which is good, because when she's gone, Marco and I like to watch movies on the couch together, and he likes it when I rub his little dickie and play fun little tickle games with him. Sometimes I even tickle Marco's little butthole and let him smell it with me. We both like the way it smells. After he "goes to sleep," I rub his hole and sometimes I lick it. He pretends he never wakes up, but he giggles a little sometimes, so I know he's just pretending. And sometimes when I'm really licking him hard, taking long swipes up and down his sweet-tasting little crack with my tongue, he pushes back hard against my mouth. Marco likes having his ass eaten. He's just too shy to wake up and tell me. Tonight I brought my brother Brad along. Brad likes to come along with me when I babysit little boys. "Marco," I say to him. "This is my brother Brad. He likes to play special tickle games with boys too. Do you think he can watch movies and play with us tonight? Can you let Brad play our big boy games?" "Okay," Marco giggles. "Does he want to tickle me in my poop hole too?" "I think he'd like that a lot," I tell Marco. "Wouldn't you like that, Brad? Wouldn't you like to tickle Marco in his poop hole?" "I'd like that a lot, Marco," Brad says, smiling. "That would make me very happy." Marco smiles. Marco likes Brad. All kids like Brad. He's nice. Marco has been kind of sniffly again today, so guess what? Before he goes to bed, Brad and I give him just a little too much night time cold medicine. Not a whole lot, just enough to make sure Marco is nice and drowsy and relaxed. And then we let him sleep downstairs on his sleeping bag in front of the TV. We put on a DVID for him. Marco watches "Ice Age 3," and laughs at the squirrel. Brad watches Marco on the floor. I watch Brad. "He really lets you do anything to him?" Brad whispers over to me. "Mmm-hmm," I smile. "Watch this." I get down on the floor next to Marco. "Marco, I'm going to play with your butt a little now, okay?" "Okay," Marco says, still giggling, still watching the movie. He gets up on his knees a little and points his underwear-clad bottom up in the air for me. He's wearing Monsters University undies tonight and they're just a little bit dingy. Marco doesn't bathe much. Scully and Mike smile up at me from Marco's sweet, stinky butt as I get down closer to show Brad what Marco lets me do. I peel down Marco's undies and I can hear an audible gasp from Brad. "You smell poopy, Marco," I grin. "Can I check your hole for poopy marks? Can I see if you wiped good?" "Okay," Marco says, not really getting why I like his butt so much, but pleasantly cooperative as usual. "I'm tired though. I'm going to close my eyes and go to sleep when you check me, kay?" "That's fine, Marco." Marco likes to pretend he's sleeping while I do stuff to his butt hole. I kind of like that. I finish peeling off his underwear and I throw them over to Brad. My brother notices the skid marks on the inside and immediately brings them to his nose, taking a big, long sniff. "Oh fuck," he groans. "This little boy's ass is sweet." Of course it is. Marco smells like beautiful things. His pee stains smell like graham crackers and maple syrup. His poop stains smell like salt and vinegar potato chips. Marco makes lots of good smells. "Watch this, Brad," I say to my brother. "He likes this part." I lean in with my face and I spread Marco's cheeks apart. I stick my nose right in his hole and I breathe in deep. More delicious Marco smells. "Jesus," Brad whispers. "I gotta jack off." And he unzips his pants, lowers them on his legs and fishes his dick out. It's really hard. "Don't waste it," I tell him. "Marco's already sleeping and we can do whatever we want now, right Marco?" "Mmm-hmm," comes the sleepy little pretend answer. I spread Marco's cheeks even farther, and I take a swipe up his sweet, sweaty crack with the length of my tongue, like a dog lapping up water. It's not even dirty, really. Just really sweet and musky. He doesn't taste poopy at all. He tastes like a delicious little boy, tart and sweet and million things at once. Marco starts to push back against my tongue as I eat his tiny rosebud. Marco likes to have tongues where his poopy comes out. "Oh fuck," Brad groans. "I need to eat some of that sweet boy ass." Brad crawls down on the ground, his dick rock hard and leading the way, and bends down over Marco's upturned ass, nearly pushing me away in the process in order to lick Marco's backdoor. He sniffs it long and deep like he always does. "Oh God, he's good," Brad mumbles with his mouth and his nose full of ass. Brad's spit mingles with mine and Marco giggles, knowing he has two men eating his poopie hole now, not just one. Marco's little balls dangle below his ass. They're not even as big as marbles yet, but they're dangling enticingly before our eyes. His little dickie is about three inches long and hard. It smells a little like pee and it looks like a tiny little Nerf dart. "You lick his ass," Brad moans, "I need to get that little baby fuckstick in my mouth." We switch places again. I start tonguing Marco's little hole, sticking my tongue up inside him as far as it will go. Brad lowers his head onto the sleeping bag beneath Marco's dickie and gobbles it up, dick, balls, bag and all. Marco giggles again. Marco likes to have his dickie sucked and Brad is really, really good at it. Marco's ass is dripping with my spit, and I take my pinkie and I slowly work it into him. "Sssss!!" Marco jumps, not expecting my finger to go inside him so far. "Are you okay, Marco?" I whisper. "I'm sorry if that hurt you, I'll put it in slower." Marco giggles. "Shhh, don't talk. I'm asleep." "Okay, Marco," I tell him. "You're a good boy. Good, brave boy. Go back to sleep." Slowly, I start pushing my pinky in and out of Marco's tight, tiny hole. I pull it out and stick it in my mouth, covering it with spit. My taste buds dance. Sweet little ass taste. I stick it back in and push it in and out, finger fucking Marco as my brother Brad sucks on his little cock. We switch places for awhile. Brad eats Marco's tangy little ass while I suck Brad's spit off Marco's little dickie and add a bunch of my own. Halfway through this, Marco starts to buck his hips, and he tenses up, and he pushes his little cock as far in my mouth as it'll go. Marco gets his tingles and sighs, and immediately starts pushing in an out of my mouth again. Marco can go lots of times in a row. He's a happy boy. Brad is stroking his dick and so am I. "I'm going to feed him my cum," Brad says. And his voice is hoarse and shaky. "This little boy needs some of my cum." "That's okay, isn't it Marco?" I say to him. "You're asleep. You won't notice if Uncle Brad puts some special cream on your lips, will you?" Marco giggles. His eyes are still shut tight. Brad moves in front of him and strokes his cock inches from Marco's face. "Oh fuck," he moans. "Gonna give this kid a mouthful of my cream." "Here comes Uncle Brad's special cream, Marco," I whisper. "Don't be scared. Here it comes." And with a final jerk, Brad pushes his glistening cock into Marco's face, and his hot jizz erupts all over Marco's lips and under his nose. Two big wads, followed by a third, and a smaller fourth. Marco makes an "eww" face, but keeps pretending he's asleep. His little tongue darts out and licks a thick wad of cum off his lips, as if by instinct. He tries to swallow but he makes another "eww" face and spits it slowly out of his mouth. Marco's spit and Brad's cum mingle. "Oh God, that's hot," Brad says, smearing the thick mushroom tip of his still-hard cockhead over Marco's lips and cheeks, smearing is cum around. Painting Marco with his sticky load. Marco smiles in his "sleep." It's too much for me. I shoot my own load, all over Marco's back door. "Marco, baby, you're such a good boy," I whisper in his ear as I press my cockhead to the entrance of his asshole, and shoot my cum with my dick pressed firm against his rosebud, making sure just a tiny bit goes inside him. Marco pushes back against me, not hard enough to make my whole head pop in, but enough to form a tight seal so my two big wads of hot semen shoot a tiny way up inside, into his asshole. Marco giggles again, with cum dripping from his lips and more cum dripping out of his tiny little boy hole. He reaches up with the back of his hand and wipes the cum off from under his nose. It looks like snot. It looks really sexy. He rubs it on his chest. I reach with my fingertip and scoop up a wad of cum from Marco's asshole and bring it up to his lips. "Taste it, Marco," I tell him, softly. "This is the cum I put in your little asshole. You're a good boy to let me put my cum in your hole, Marco. Have a little taste and it'll help you grow up big and strong. He giggles and lets me put my cum finger in his mouth. He sucks it. Salty. He makes a face again, but this time he eats it. I scoop up another small wad and he eats that too. Marco's a good boy. Marco's going to grow up to be a big boy. Marco's eating my cum just like a big boy would. Marco lays back down on his tummy on the sleeping bag and he goes back to sleep. Brad's cum is still drying on his cheeks and under his nose, but now Marco is breathing deeply. Sweet little boy snores. For real this time. The combination of the cold medicine and his little baby tingles were too much for him. He's fast asleep. Brad and I eat his ass some more and stick our noses way down deep inside his crack, and spread his cheeks apart and breathe in his special boy scent. We both stick our fingers in and out of his hole. We both tongue him at once, seeing if we can get both of our tongues in him at the same time. We almost can. We finger fuck him and stroke our cocks and expect him to move, but this time he really is sleeping. He doesn't notice as we take turns once again tonguing his wide-open asshole. He doesn't even move as we both stroke our cocks again over his sleeping hole and his sleeping lips. We both shoot our cum again and he doesn't even blink. I shoot my cum on Marco's sweet baby face this time and paint it around with the hard head of my dick. Brad shoots his cum on Marco's ass crack and finger feeds it into his hole. We take turns sucking his baby cock. It gets hard again, but he has no more dry tingles. Marco is sleeping. Everybody meet Marco. He's ten, and sexy, and just a little bit dirty, and he's sleeping tonight on his floor, while two grown men, a babysitter and his brother, taste and smell and finger him all night long until it's time to go home. They keep his dirty little underwear to add to their collection and enjoy letter. To taste and sniff and wrap around their cocks. They keep it in Ziplock bag so the smells stay longer. Marco's a good boy, everybody. Everybody meet Marco. I wonder who we're going to meet next. # # # # # # # # # # Love, Zachyboy z.blake@mail.com