"What do you mean you can't take him?" God dammit! Stupid old woman...
"I'm sorry, but I am going up to my son's wedding!" Mis. Moore said happily.
"Whatever. Have a nice day, Mis. Moore." Then I hung up. What am I going to do with him? No babysitter means I would miss school, but I cannot get behind in school. I don't have the brains for that! Or the time to make it up!
"Hey, Noah, go put on your shoes." He got up and went off to where ever he left them. I grabbed his rhino and stuffed it in my backpack. Guess its bring your little brother to school day.
"Listen, Little Man, you're coming with me to school, so I need you on your best behavior. No running off and no yelling. Got it?" I asked him slowly. He must have picked up on the urgency in my voice because he nodded hard, then stood still next to me.
"Bus!" He yelled as the big yellow machine came around the corner. No going back now.
"We can't do this." I whisper as our lips re-connect, a tingling fire surging through my body as his hands ravage unexplored lands; my innocence dissipating away with every peck he trails down my neck.
"I know we can't. That's why it's so exciting." He replies through kisses. His effortless charm intoxicates me; drowning me; hunting me; devouring me.
"What if my brother finds out?" The perpetuated patter of the rain unable to subdue my groan as he digs his nails deeper into my skin.
"Who cares."
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Welcome to my story, where an innocent boy finds a not so innocent boy in his bed; where they do not so innocent things.
- YOP