When I was younger, I was baby-sat by my mom's friend's son Brandon when Mom went out with her and their friends on Saturdays. I liked Brandon a lot. He was almost four years older than me, and smart, and treated me more like a friend than a kid he had to babysit with. His parents were rich enough that they had a butler and a maid, and they were actually watching me, so to speak.
He had neat video games, and movies on tapes, and we ran around and had some fun. He had a couple of friends who sometimes came over, and they would play Dungeons and Dragons, and I was taught how to play, and I really liked it. I was playing a game for older kids with older kids. It was the coolest!
And Brandon was the coolest guy as far as I was concerned. Now, years later, I know he was a dork, a nerd, and had only a couple of friends, but when I was ten, eleven, and twelve, he was the coolest guy I knew.
It was getting close to Christmas one winter, and I was almost thirteen. I didn't mind being baby-sat, not when it was Brandon. And Brandon didn't seem to mind doing it at all. Mom said I was going to spend the night again. I packed up some clothes and got my D 'n D stuff in case his friends came over and we played. Sometimes he and I played alone, which wasn't as much fun.
Mom stayed out late sometimes, and by thirteen, I was beginning to know she was actually taking some guy home and having sex with him. My staying over at Brandon's meant she was on the hunt, so to speak, and expected to get laid. Or, she expected to get smashed and didn't want to have to drive me home from Brandon's. Either way, I got to stay over at Brandon's, and that was cool with me.
Mom worked with Brandon's mom, and she had a lot of money. His dad was a corporate big-wig or something like that, and was gone a lot. I only met him a couple of times.
We drove to Brandon's house and went inside. Our moms went upstairs to get ready, whatever that meant, and Brandon was in his room way down the hall. His house was fucking huge! So I walked in and said hi. He always smiled really big when I got there.
"Hey, Dee! Wanna see something awesome? Close the door."
He grinned even wider than usual and put a tape in his VCR. He had his own tape player in his room, on a huge television. Like I said, he was pretty rich.
"Sure," I said, closed his door, tossed my pack on his floor, and sat down on the end of his bed with him.
He used the remote to start the tape. A girl with long, blond hair was sucking a guy's dick! I'd never seen anything like it! I'd never felt anything like what started happening in my pants, either!
Now, I was almost thirteen, and I knew what a boner was, but I'd never had one before. I knew it was for having sex with girls when I got older. I knew I was getting close to having hair growing down there, and all those parts getting bigger, and was sort of looking forward to that. And I knew about jerking off, or, I knew guys did it.
