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.

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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.

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Love,
Zachyboy
z.blake@mail.com