My Favorite Babysitter
Title: My Favorite Babysitter
Author: chic734
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Zack Merrick and John O’Callaghan
Summary: Zack’s suggestion may be a bit suggestive, but John’s had it on his mind all night
Disclaimer: xandra827 and I wish this was real, however it is not, as far as we know.
Beta: xandra827 who I owe my life to for pressuring me to write this, and writing the html for me.
“So I’ll be back at 9:30 or so. I’m hoping this meeting won’t go any longer than that,” John called to the babysitter as he walked out the door, heading for his business meeting. Why they had to meet at 7:00 on a Friday evening was beyond him. He would have much rather been having a night on the town, getting wasted and looking for someone to hook up with.
“See you then Mr. O’Callaghan,” Zack replied to the father of the little boy he was babysitting. Zack was 18 years old, and he loved kids. Some people thought it was a little weird but they were just so much fun to hang out with. And it gave him an excuse to do silly things like building forts and playing with Lego’s without seeming like a total dork. He did have to admit that there were much better ways to spend a Friday night, but John was hot. So that was a bonus.
“So, what shall we do tonight Jackson?” Zack turned to the 5 year old boy with brown hair and pretty green eyes just like his father’s.
“Let’s play hide and seek!” Jackson shouted gleefully. Zack was his favorite babysitter. He would do anything Jackson wanted.
“Ok. But I’m hiding first!” Zack yelled and ran off into the huge house to find a good hiding spot as Jackson giggled and started counting.
After a half hour of hide and seek, a half hour of building a fort, another half hour spent destroying it, and a snack, it was time for Jackson to go to bed. Zack read him a bedtime story and tucked him into his big boy bed. “Sweet dreams buddy.” Zack ruffled the little man’s hair.
“Goodnight Zack. Are you gonna babysit again soon?” Jackson asked hopefully.
“I hope so,” Zack replied truthfully.
“Me too,” Jackson agreed and drifted off to sleep.
Zack made his way downstairs and sat on the amazingly comfortable couch and watched some TV on the huge flat screen. He was just about to drift off to sleep when John walked through the door.
“God, they are such morons!” He was grumbling as he came in.
Zack giggled and said, “Not a productive meeting I take it?”
“You could say that. I don’t even know why I work for that company half of the time.” John plopped himself down on the couch next to Zack, slipped his shoes off, removed his suit jacket, and loosened his tie.
“Because you get a house like this. And a TV like that.” Zack pointed to the TV in front of them and John couldn’t help but chuckle.
“True. It just gets so stressful sometimes.”
“You just need to relax,” Zack stated. “Here.” He got up from the couch and walked behind John, starting to rub his shoulders. “Just let go.”
John couldn’t help but moan softly. It felt so good to get a shoulder rub after that sad excuse for a meeting that he had just sat through. He couldn’t even remember the last time he had gotten a shoulder rub or any type of massage for that matter.
Zack couldn’t help but smile at the effect he was having on John. “Why don’t you take your shirt off and lie down on the couch. Then I can give you a proper back rub.” He moved around to the front of the couch, facing John.
“Zack. You don’t have to do this. I’m home, you can leave if you want.”
“No. No, it’s fine. I don’t mind. I just feel bad that you had such a rough night. And besides, everyone tells me that I have magic hands.” Zack smiled, wiggling his fingers at John.
“Fine. But I’m not paying you extra!” John joked, removed his tie, and started unbuttoning his crisp white business shirt. Zack couldn’t help but stare. Every time he had babysat for Mr. O’Callaghan he couldn’t help but imagine what he would look like shirtless. He had seen his arm muscles and if they were any indication at all, John definitely had a very nice body.
Zack didn’t notice that he was holding his breath until he let it out once John had his shirt completely off. The word “nice” did not do this man’s body justice. It was amazing, sexy, and just a thousand times hotter than Zack could have imagined. And the tattoos? Zack could barely handle the tattoos. He seriously had to concentrate hard on not drooling. Luckily, John didn’t notice. He just continued to lie face down on the couch, resting his head on his folded arms.
Zack slowly made his way to the couch and reached out to start massaging John’s back. He had to try really hard to keep the moan in that surfaced just from touching his gorgeous skin. But John wasn’t able to keep his moans of content in as Zack started working out the knots in his shoulders and upper back. And they egged Zack on even more, starting to move his hands lower and lower on John’s back.
Then Zack climbed up on top of John, straddling him to get a better angle and to be able to reach every inch of his back.
“Zack,” John started in a warning tone as soon as he felt the weight of the boy on his lower body.
“It’s ok. I just need to be able to reach everything. And this will make it easier. It’s weird to work at that angle,” Zack interrupted quickly before John could say anything else.
And John soon forgot about how awkward the situation was once Zack started working on his back again. And his moans got even louder as Zack reached the tensest places on his back. “That feels so good Zack.”
Zack froze. He had to take a moment to gain his composure after that comment. He didn’t want to end up with a boner while he was sitting on top of John. He was hoping that John wouldn’t notice the lack of movement of his hands, but no such luck.
“What’s wrong?” John asked, lifting his head up and turning it slightly to look at Zack.
“Oh nothing, just cracking my knuckles,” Zack quickly came up with an excuse.
After a couple minutes Zack started massaging John again and he was getting really into it. His whole body started moving as he was moving his hands and arms, his hips rubbing against John’s ass as he was massaging him. He had to work really hard to hold back the moans that were aching to escape his lips.
John however, was not succeeding in holding his back. He was making sex-type moans and they were making it even worse for Zack. He didn’t know how much longer he could take it. John let out another loud moan as Zack hit another pressure point in his back. And then Zack couldn’t take it anymore. He leaned down and ran his hands along John’s muscular arms and he dipped his head and kissed John’s shoulder blade.
“Zack, what are you doing?” John asked, tensing up completely underneath Zack.
Zack racked his brain, trying to think of some type of excuse. But nothing came. So he just decided on the truth. “John, I can’t take this anymore. You know one of the reasons I like to babysit for you? ‘Cause you’re so fucking hot! And right now, those sounds you’re making, they are driving me insane.”
John just laid there, Zack still sitting on top of him. He had no idea what to say. He twisted his body around the best that he could so he could look at Zack while he was speaking. “Zack…” he started. “I-I’m flattered, but, you’re just a kid.”
“I’m 18!” Zack protested. “I am far from a kid!”
“But you babysit my son for Christ’s sake!”
“So what! None of that matters to me John. I just. I just want you.”
“It would be so wrong though,” John protested. “You’re only 18 and I’m 25.”
“I don’t care. I don’t care about anything but you right now. You have no idea how fucking bad I want this, have wanted this, for so long John. Please.” Zack leaned forward and gently rubbed John’s shoulders again and kissed him on the side of the neck. He didn’t move. Zack kissed harder. He felt him twitch slightly underneath him and he hoped that it was a good twitch.
Then he spoke. “Get off,” he said simply.
Zack was disappointed but he listened. He slid his leg over John and sat down at the other end of the couch, folding his arms tightly across his chest. Then John was on top of him, kissing him, exploring his mouth with his own tongue, and god it was so good.
Zack couldn’t believe what was happening. He was stunned. But then he fully realized the situation and reciprocated, kissing him back, hard. He ran his hands up and down John’s back, feeling all the muscles, moving down to his ass, squeezing it hard, and thrusting his hips up to meet John’s. Their groans were swallowed up by the passionate kiss they were sharing. Then John moved to Zack’s neck and started kissing it as his fingers worked on the buttons of his shirt.
Then they were both shirtless, and their bare chests and clothed erections were pressed against each other, and Zack could hardly take it anymore. He thrusted his hips up even harder, and they both groaned out loud. Then John moved his mouth to Zack’s nipple and flicked his tongue out against it and Zack almost came right there.
“John,” He breathed. “I need you. Right. Now.”
“Let’s go to my room,” he whispered huskily.
John got up and Zack followed him happily, gripping his hand as he led the way. Once they were in John’s room they were attached once more, ripping any remaining clothes off as they stumbled over to the bed. Zack fell first, with John soon on top of him. Zack didn’t want to wait much longer so he took John’s fingers into his mouth and started to wind his tongue around them seductively, looking John in the eyes the whole time. John shuddered and let out a choked moan.
Zack released John’s fingers from his mouth and John immediately moved them to Zack’s ass, pushing one in hard and fast. Zack groaned at the initial pain but then got used to it and started pushing down harder on John’s finger. He added another one, then another, getting Zack stretched and ready.
“Do you have a condom?” Zack barely managed to get out.
John nodded his head and reached into the drawer in the bedside table, coming out with a condom and a small bottle of lube. Zack sat up and rolled the condom onto John’s dick, and John squirted some lube out onto his hand, coating his length before positioning himself at Zack’s entrance.
John meant to go slow but he was so into it that he couldn’t help himself. His initial thrust into Zack was quick and relentless; Zack actually cried out in pain. But he was way too turned on for it to last long. Soon the pain was replaced with the most intense pleasure Zack had ever felt in his life. “Oh fuck!” He cried out. He threw his head back in bliss and couldn’t stop the noises that were coming out of his mouth.
Then John hit Zack’s prostrate and almost all was lost. Zack reached forward to grab his own erection and started pumping it. It was all but impossible to keep in time with John’s thrusts which were getting faster and more unpredictable as he too was getting close to his orgasm. With a couple flicks of his wrist and more quick thrusts straight to his prostate, Zack felt his muscles tighten deep down and he came hard, calling out John’s name.
John soon followed suit, and Zack swore he could have come again right then just from the noises John made when he came, which were the sexiest noises Zack had ever heard. John collapsed on top of Zack, breathing hard. Zack kissed John on the top of the head softly, a sated smile gracing his lips. John rolled over, off of Zack, pulling out and taking the condom off, then throwing it in the bedside garbage can.
“So?” Zack started once they had both regained their composure and were breathing normally again. “Am I your favorite babysitter or what?”
John just chuckled, rolled over, and fell asleep with a grin on his face.
Author: chic734
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Zack Merrick and John O’Callaghan
Summary: Zack’s suggestion may be a bit suggestive, but John’s had it on his mind all night
Disclaimer: xandra827 and I wish this was real, however it is not, as far as we know.
Beta: xandra827 who I owe my life to for pressuring me to write this, and writing the html for me.
“So I’ll be back at 9:30 or so. I’m hoping this meeting won’t go any longer than that,” John called to the babysitter as he walked out the door, heading for his business meeting. Why they had to meet at 7:00 on a Friday evening was beyond him. He would have much rather been having a night on the town, getting wasted and looking for someone to hook up with.
“See you then Mr. O’Callaghan,” Zack replied to the father of the little boy he was babysitting. Zack was 18 years old, and he loved kids. Some people thought it was a little weird but they were just so much fun to hang out with. And it gave him an excuse to do silly things like building forts and playing with Lego’s without seeming like a total dork. He did have to admit that there were much better ways to spend a Friday night, but John was hot. So that was a bonus.
“So, what shall we do tonight Jackson?” Zack turned to the 5 year old boy with brown hair and pretty green eyes just like his father’s.
“Let’s play hide and seek!” Jackson shouted gleefully. Zack was his favorite babysitter. He would do anything Jackson wanted.
“Ok. But I’m hiding first!” Zack yelled and ran off into the huge house to find a good hiding spot as Jackson giggled and started counting.
After a half hour of hide and seek, a half hour of building a fort, another half hour spent destroying it, and a snack, it was time for Jackson to go to bed. Zack read him a bedtime story and tucked him into his big boy bed. “Sweet dreams buddy.” Zack ruffled the little man’s hair.
“Goodnight Zack. Are you gonna babysit again soon?” Jackson asked hopefully.
“I hope so,” Zack replied truthfully.
“Me too,” Jackson agreed and drifted off to sleep.
Zack made his way downstairs and sat on the amazingly comfortable couch and watched some TV on the huge flat screen. He was just about to drift off to sleep when John walked through the door.
“God, they are such morons!” He was grumbling as he came in.
Zack giggled and said, “Not a productive meeting I take it?”
“You could say that. I don’t even know why I work for that company half of the time.” John plopped himself down on the couch next to Zack, slipped his shoes off, removed his suit jacket, and loosened his tie.
“Because you get a house like this. And a TV like that.” Zack pointed to the TV in front of them and John couldn’t help but chuckle.
“True. It just gets so stressful sometimes.”
“You just need to relax,” Zack stated. “Here.” He got up from the couch and walked behind John, starting to rub his shoulders. “Just let go.”
John couldn’t help but moan softly. It felt so good to get a shoulder rub after that sad excuse for a meeting that he had just sat through. He couldn’t even remember the last time he had gotten a shoulder rub or any type of massage for that matter.
Zack couldn’t help but smile at the effect he was having on John. “Why don’t you take your shirt off and lie down on the couch. Then I can give you a proper back rub.” He moved around to the front of the couch, facing John.
“Zack. You don’t have to do this. I’m home, you can leave if you want.”
“No. No, it’s fine. I don’t mind. I just feel bad that you had such a rough night. And besides, everyone tells me that I have magic hands.” Zack smiled, wiggling his fingers at John.
“Fine. But I’m not paying you extra!” John joked, removed his tie, and started unbuttoning his crisp white business shirt. Zack couldn’t help but stare. Every time he had babysat for Mr. O’Callaghan he couldn’t help but imagine what he would look like shirtless. He had seen his arm muscles and if they were any indication at all, John definitely had a very nice body.
Zack didn’t notice that he was holding his breath until he let it out once John had his shirt completely off. The word “nice” did not do this man’s body justice. It was amazing, sexy, and just a thousand times hotter than Zack could have imagined. And the tattoos? Zack could barely handle the tattoos. He seriously had to concentrate hard on not drooling. Luckily, John didn’t notice. He just continued to lie face down on the couch, resting his head on his folded arms.
Zack slowly made his way to the couch and reached out to start massaging John’s back. He had to try really hard to keep the moan in that surfaced just from touching his gorgeous skin. But John wasn’t able to keep his moans of content in as Zack started working out the knots in his shoulders and upper back. And they egged Zack on even more, starting to move his hands lower and lower on John’s back.
Then Zack climbed up on top of John, straddling him to get a better angle and to be able to reach every inch of his back.
“Zack,” John started in a warning tone as soon as he felt the weight of the boy on his lower body.
“It’s ok. I just need to be able to reach everything. And this will make it easier. It’s weird to work at that angle,” Zack interrupted quickly before John could say anything else.
And John soon forgot about how awkward the situation was once Zack started working on his back again. And his moans got even louder as Zack reached the tensest places on his back. “That feels so good Zack.”
Zack froze. He had to take a moment to gain his composure after that comment. He didn’t want to end up with a boner while he was sitting on top of John. He was hoping that John wouldn’t notice the lack of movement of his hands, but no such luck.
“What’s wrong?” John asked, lifting his head up and turning it slightly to look at Zack.
“Oh nothing, just cracking my knuckles,” Zack quickly came up with an excuse.
After a couple minutes Zack started massaging John again and he was getting really into it. His whole body started moving as he was moving his hands and arms, his hips rubbing against John’s ass as he was massaging him. He had to work really hard to hold back the moans that were aching to escape his lips.
John however, was not succeeding in holding his back. He was making sex-type moans and they were making it even worse for Zack. He didn’t know how much longer he could take it. John let out another loud moan as Zack hit another pressure point in his back. And then Zack couldn’t take it anymore. He leaned down and ran his hands along John’s muscular arms and he dipped his head and kissed John’s shoulder blade.
“Zack, what are you doing?” John asked, tensing up completely underneath Zack.
Zack racked his brain, trying to think of some type of excuse. But nothing came. So he just decided on the truth. “John, I can’t take this anymore. You know one of the reasons I like to babysit for you? ‘Cause you’re so fucking hot! And right now, those sounds you’re making, they are driving me insane.”
John just laid there, Zack still sitting on top of him. He had no idea what to say. He twisted his body around the best that he could so he could look at Zack while he was speaking. “Zack…” he started. “I-I’m flattered, but, you’re just a kid.”
“I’m 18!” Zack protested. “I am far from a kid!”
“But you babysit my son for Christ’s sake!”
“So what! None of that matters to me John. I just. I just want you.”
“It would be so wrong though,” John protested. “You’re only 18 and I’m 25.”
“I don’t care. I don’t care about anything but you right now. You have no idea how fucking bad I want this, have wanted this, for so long John. Please.” Zack leaned forward and gently rubbed John’s shoulders again and kissed him on the side of the neck. He didn’t move. Zack kissed harder. He felt him twitch slightly underneath him and he hoped that it was a good twitch.
Then he spoke. “Get off,” he said simply.
Zack was disappointed but he listened. He slid his leg over John and sat down at the other end of the couch, folding his arms tightly across his chest. Then John was on top of him, kissing him, exploring his mouth with his own tongue, and god it was so good.
Zack couldn’t believe what was happening. He was stunned. But then he fully realized the situation and reciprocated, kissing him back, hard. He ran his hands up and down John’s back, feeling all the muscles, moving down to his ass, squeezing it hard, and thrusting his hips up to meet John’s. Their groans were swallowed up by the passionate kiss they were sharing. Then John moved to Zack’s neck and started kissing it as his fingers worked on the buttons of his shirt.
Then they were both shirtless, and their bare chests and clothed erections were pressed against each other, and Zack could hardly take it anymore. He thrusted his hips up even harder, and they both groaned out loud. Then John moved his mouth to Zack’s nipple and flicked his tongue out against it and Zack almost came right there.
“John,” He breathed. “I need you. Right. Now.”
“Let’s go to my room,” he whispered huskily.
John got up and Zack followed him happily, gripping his hand as he led the way. Once they were in John’s room they were attached once more, ripping any remaining clothes off as they stumbled over to the bed. Zack fell first, with John soon on top of him. Zack didn’t want to wait much longer so he took John’s fingers into his mouth and started to wind his tongue around them seductively, looking John in the eyes the whole time. John shuddered and let out a choked moan.
Zack released John’s fingers from his mouth and John immediately moved them to Zack’s ass, pushing one in hard and fast. Zack groaned at the initial pain but then got used to it and started pushing down harder on John’s finger. He added another one, then another, getting Zack stretched and ready.
“Do you have a condom?” Zack barely managed to get out.
John nodded his head and reached into the drawer in the bedside table, coming out with a condom and a small bottle of lube. Zack sat up and rolled the condom onto John’s dick, and John squirted some lube out onto his hand, coating his length before positioning himself at Zack’s entrance.
John meant to go slow but he was so into it that he couldn’t help himself. His initial thrust into Zack was quick and relentless; Zack actually cried out in pain. But he was way too turned on for it to last long. Soon the pain was replaced with the most intense pleasure Zack had ever felt in his life. “Oh fuck!” He cried out. He threw his head back in bliss and couldn’t stop the noises that were coming out of his mouth.
Then John hit Zack’s prostrate and almost all was lost. Zack reached forward to grab his own erection and started pumping it. It was all but impossible to keep in time with John’s thrusts which were getting faster and more unpredictable as he too was getting close to his orgasm. With a couple flicks of his wrist and more quick thrusts straight to his prostate, Zack felt his muscles tighten deep down and he came hard, calling out John’s name.
John soon followed suit, and Zack swore he could have come again right then just from the noises John made when he came, which were the sexiest noises Zack had ever heard. John collapsed on top of Zack, breathing hard. Zack kissed John on the top of the head softly, a sated smile gracing his lips. John rolled over, off of Zack, pulling out and taking the condom off, then throwing it in the bedside garbage can.
“So?” Zack started once they had both regained their composure and were breathing normally again. “Am I your favorite babysitter or what?”
John just chuckled, rolled over, and fell asleep with a grin on his face.