It’s finally the end of the first week of “babysitting” the Collins’ brothers. I had three weeks left before Mr. and Mrs. Collins came home. I told myself that I wouldn’t cum in the last week after my experience with Matt. It was pretty hard to control my urge since I’ve been seeing the Collins’ brothers shirtless every day, but I finally was able to control it.
I was on my way to their house when I received a call from Mr. Collins.
“Hey Noah, how is babysitting so far?” he said.
“It’s been amazing and fairly easy, Mr. Collins,” I replied.
“Well, I have some news for you. I was wondering if you could also babysit my sister’s son since she will be joining us on our trip. His name is Charles, and he’s 18. Lucas, Matt, and Taylor are very close with Charles, so you wouldn’t have to do much since they would be keeping him company,” he said.
“Oh, that’s totally fine, Mr. Collins. When is he coming over?” I asked.
“Matt and Taylor are actually bringing him over as we are speaking, but since Charles lives in the southern areas of San Francisco, they’ll be home by tomorrow,” he replied.
“That’s alright. That just makes my day easier since I would only have to watch Lucas now,” I said.
We ended the call as I walked up to the back door. I went into the kitchen to prepare breakfast for Lucas since he would’ve burned down the house like his brothers.
“Good morning Noah,” Lucas said as he walked in the kitchen.
“Good morning Luc-” I said in awe.
I couldn’t believe it. Lucas was only wearing boxers and socks. His light-brown hair was wet. His abs and arms had water dripping, making his veins more visible. He probably just had gotten out of the shower.
Shit, I felt a little throb in my pants. I hope I don’t cum since I hadn’t for a week already.
“So what’s on the menu for today?” he said.
“Biceps-, I mean bacon, eggs, and grits,” I nervously said.
“Nice, I need a small breakfast since I have a big soccer game in 30 minutes, and I wouldn’t want to throw up,” he replied.
He started doing a double-bicep pose and then a chest pose. I looked down and saw my erection throbbing. I saw a little wet spot and knew I was about to cum.
“I need to get a little bit of air, Lucas,” I said quickly.
“Aight, I’ll just eat whatever you’ve finished cooking since I’m already late to the game,” he said.
I ran outside to breathe and soon, my erection went away. I heard Lucas leave the house and went back in. Now that the house is empty, I went snooping around the house since I had nothing else to do. I went to Taylor’s room and saw many things. I saw lacrosse sticks, trophies, weights, and messy clothes. I even saw that he had Playboy magazines, a fleshlight, and a cumsock. I thought to myself that it was typical for a straight teen boy to have those in his room. I went into Matt’s room and saw pretty much the same things that were in Taylor’s room: weights, magazines, trophies, and even his own cumsock. But surprisingly, I also found a dildo in Matt’s room. Could he also be bi? I didn’t want to question or else he would’ve known I went in his room. Finally, I went into Lucas’s room. Again, I found the usual: weights, magazines, trophies, his cumsock, and other stuff. Wow, these brothers are very typical, except for Matt.
Then, I heard the room door close. I turned around quickly and embarrassingly. Holy shit, it was Lucas.
“What the fuck are you doing in my room?” he asked.
“Uh, I...I...” I stuttered, not knowing what to say, “What are you doing home so early?”
“My match got cancelled because of the weather,” he replied agressively, “So again, what the fuck are you doing in my room?”
Nervous, I didn’t know what to do. I grabbed the object nearest to me and said, “I just wanted to check this out.”
“My cumsock?” he asked.
Fuck, I didn’t know it was his cumsock.
“Well, looks like we have a freaky one here,” he said with a smirk.
He took off his shirt and pants, only having his boxers and socks on again. I felt my erection growing again. He started flexing his biceps, then his pecs, then his quads. My erection was soon throbbing. He came close to me.
“Feel it,” he said aggressively.
“No, uh-” I said nervously.
He grabbed my hand and placed it on his left bicep and flexed. My cock was now throbbing with ooze. He looked at my crotch and smiled.
“Take off your clothes,” he demanded.
I took off my clothes. My cock whipped out fully erect and throbbing. He smiled and made me kneel down.
“Worship me bitch,” he said aggressively.
Oh my god, I’m about to worship this amazing muscular god. I caressed his biceps as he was flexing them. The veins were showing. His biceps were humongous and rock-hard. He brought me to my feet and pressed my face against his pecs. Holy shit, his pecs were so hard and defined. I felt the veins as I was licking my way toward his nipples. I knew that I couldn’t be the only one turned on. I worked my way down to his abs. His abs felt amazing. He had an 8-pack that was very defined. I licked each and every one. He moaned and groaned so loudly. He pushed me back onto his bed. I knew I was about to cum, but he didn’t allow it. He turned on the fan, and the cold air made my erection go away.
