[Everybody in the house is gone for the day, and Benji needs to be babysitted. Billy fits the job. Paul comes in in awkward moments.]
"It's. Fucking. Raining." Joel said, emerging from outside, drenched in water.
"Really? I didn't notice." I said, paying no attention to him, and all attention to my magazine.
"My ass you didn't notice." He said, yanking his coat off.
"Aww. Wittle Joely is sore because of a wittle bit of water." I said in a mock-baby voice.
"A LITTLE BIT OF WATER? Noah's Ark didn't compare to this amount of rain!"
"Calm down Joel! Water does dry! Amazing, but it does!" I laughed, sitting up now.
"Fuck off."
"Rawr." I said, now that he had gained my attention.
"I'm gonna go dry off."
"You just do that now."
He mumbled some nonsense and continued walking upstairs.
"Call down Billy while you're up there!"
"Yeah, yeah." He mumbled.
"Thank you!" I called after him. He said nothing and I watched him disappear upstairs.
I went back to reading Revolver, just as Billy came walking downstairs, topless.
"Mmyou wanted me Benj?" He mumbled.
"Sorry, were you sleeping?"
"Yeah, but it's ok. Joel seems pissed." He said rubbing his eye with one hand and the other hand messing up his hair.
"Yeah, he finally found out that it's raining."
"Oh. Well, you wanted someth- something?" He yawned, then straddled my waist, putting his arms on my shoulders.
"Just wondered if you were going somewhere tomorrow. Everybody else is and I don't wanna be alone." I pouted. He pressed his forehead against mine.
"I'll stay home with you." I smiled and kissed him.
"Thank you." I said, sucking gently on his lip.
"You need me to babysit you?" He laughed a little.
"I'm no baby." I pouted again.
"You're my baby."
"Uh-huh."
"My beautiful baby." He said, placing his hand on the back of my neck and pulled my lips to his.
"My beautiful Billy." I said quietly, but not so quiet that he couldn't hear me, "We need to get you a tattoo right here." I say, placing my hand in the middle of his chest.
"Yeah? What would I get?" He asked me, gazing into my eyes.
"I dunno. Why not something about Level 27?"
"Maybe." He said, pulling me to a deep hug and laying his head against my chest.
"I wuv you Biwwy." I said, smiling as I felt his heart beat against my chest.
"I wuv you too Benji."
I played with his hair a little bit, "I gotta go take a shower." I said, twirling some of it in my fingers.
"Mmkay." He mumbled into my chest, but didn't let go.
"Yeah. Like, now." I smiled, but he still clung to me.
"Mmkay." He said again.
"Billy?"
"Yeah?"
"You do realize you're stuck to me, don't you?" I laughed lightly.
"You're gonna have to take me with you." He said childishly, getting a better grip on me.
I stood up and he wrapped his legs more securely around my waist. I got a better grip on his ass and began walking upstairs. I laughed when I got to the top of them, since we must have looked very strange, because Paul walked from one room to the one directly across from it, giving us a weird look.
I sat him on the edge of the sink and kissed him lightly, while closing the door and locking it.
He unbuckled my belt and pulled it off me. My pants automatically dropped down. He whistled at me and then laughed. I pulled my shirt up, but my wife beater came with, well, half-way at least. He pulled it over my head, then my boxers down.
I stepped out of them and opened the curtain. I stepped in it and turned around. He pouted and I laughed. I pulled the curtain back and turned on the water.
I yipped a little bit as cold water hit my body.
"Everything okay in there?" He laughed a little bit.
"F-Fine." I managed to say as the water began to heat up.
"Do I need to come in there?" He chuckled.
"No, sir." I laughed lightly again. I washed up then turned the water off and stepped out. He was sitting just the way I left him, but he was reading a shampoo bottle. He set it down and grabbed a towel. I pulled a different one around my waist, and went to stand in front of him.
"Squat down." He said in one of his loving voices. I got down on my knees and he wiped my hair dry. I stood up when he stopped and placed my hands on his hips.
"I'm tired. I'm going to bed." I said, kissing him one more time.
"Can I come with?" He asked me seductively. I quickly pulled on some boxers under my towel, then pulled the towel off.
"Sure. Climb on." I said, positioning myself so he can climb on my back. I stood up and held onto his legs as I felt his arms get tighter on my neck. I walked into my room and set him gingerly down on the bed, then crawled in myself.
"Good night Benji-Wenji."
"'Night Billy-Willy." I yawned, leaning over and giving him a kiss on the side of the head. He wrapped his arms around my waist. I felt him play with the waistband of my boxers, but before I could say anything, I heard the sweet purr of him asleep. "I love you." I smiled and nesled my head into the crook of his neck.
I woke up the next morning to Billy sitting in a chair next to me.
"'Morning." I said, stretching out my arms.
"'Morning sunshine." He smiled, playing with my long hair that I hadn't put up in Liberty Spikes yet.
"Will you do my hair today? Joel usually does it, but I want you to." I said, scratching my stomache.
"Sure." He smiled at me and gently cupped my chin in his hand. I got up and dragged him to the bathroom.
I sat down on the toilet and handed him a bottle of gel, "Do you know how to do it?"
"I can manage I think." He smiled and straddled my waist again. He began the long process of spiking my hair out in about twelve, 8 inch spikes. His tongue stuck out of the corner of his mouth as he spiked one on my left side.
"You're so cute when you're doing this, you know that?" I laughed. He smiled at me but continued to spike them.
After he was finished, "Okay, I'm done."
He got up off me to allow me to see them in a mirror.
"Looks good." I smiled. He did an even better job then Joel does. Mainly because Joel just doesn't give a shit about anything.
He snuck up behind me and snaked his arms around my waist. We moved from side to side in sync.
"Billy? Do you like my ass?" I asked him.
"What do you mean?"
"Don't you think Joel has a better ass then me."
"No. You have the best ass in the world."
"If he did, would you still love me?"
"Benji! I don't even need time to think about that. Of course I would. You've got the best ass in the world. Plus, it's not your ass I'm attracted to."
"What are you attracted to about me?"
"Your personality and your georgous face. What about me?"
"Who isn't attracted to you? You're perfect in every way." I smiled. He rested his chin on my shoulder. We looked perfect in the mirror.
"I love you Benji."
"I love you too Billy." I turned around and kissed him deeply. I then started to give him a piggy back ride, but just as he jumped up on me, Paul walked past the open door and looked at us strangely but continued to walk.
"He always shows up at the strangest moments." Billy laughed.
"Yeah, but that's okay. He's fine with us."
I walked down the stairs with him on my back and sat him down on the couch. I then sat on it next to him and he layed his head down on my lap and stretched his legs out. I was getting hard at just the thought of his head this close to my hard-on.
"Something turning you on Benj?" He laughed. I'm guessing he felt it grow against his head.
"Just you." I smiled and stroked his hair.
"Well, what do you wanna do first? After all, I am babysitting you."
"Make me a sandwich." I demanded in a little kid's voice.
"You want me to make you a sandwich?"
"Yes." I chuckled a little bit. He got up and walked into the kitchen. When he walked back and handed me a plate with a peanut butter and jelly sandwich, I laughed even more, "You actually did it."
"Of course. I'm your babysitter." I smiled and gave him half of it. He sat on my lap and leaned against the arm of the couch. We happily ate our portions of it and then kissed each other, tasting the after-taste of the sandwich.
"SUGAR!" I screamed like a little kid, just as Paul walked from the front door to the kitchen, as we earned another weird look from him.
Billy started cracking up, "No sugar for you. How about TV."
"SUGAR!" I screamed again as Paul walked back holding an apple.
"Nap time." Billy said simply.
"Not sleepy." I pouted.
"Hold on a second." He said, getting up.
"Get me sugar while you're up!" I yelled after him.
When he came back, he had a bowl of ice cream with him.
"Is this good Benjamin?" He asked me, holding the bowl and spoon out to me.
"Is it sugary enough?" I looked at it.
"Um, sure."
"This is that non-sugar stuff, isn't it?" I said, sniffing it.
"Just eat it!"
"Feed it to me." I pouted again.
He sat down next to me and fed me it, spoon by spoon. When it was empty, "Was that good?"
I nodded then snuggled up to him.
"Gimme a kiss." He said to me. I leaned up and caressed his lips with mine. My eyes fluttered closed as he began to suck on my lipring. We finally pulled away from each other when oxygen was a must.
"I like you as my babysitter." I snuggled up to him again. He started playing with one of my spikes, so I started rubbing his chest. I "accidentally" rubbed his crotch and he tensed up a little, "You like that?" I laughed as a "tent" appeared in his black boxers.
"Beennjii" He purred as I rubbed his inner thigh. He grabbed onto two of my spikes and tugged on them as I snaked my hand up his boxers. I rubbed my thumb over the head of it, and I saw him bite his bottom lip, "Tease." He gasped.
I smiled and pulled my hand out. I felt his grip on my hair ease. I placed my hand gently on top of it and kissed him. "My baby gets turned on easily."
"That's not allowed."
"What's not allowed?"
"You're not allowed to hit on the babysitter." I grinned and straddled his waist.
"Says who?"
"Says everybody... except me." He grinned almost identically as me and I took his lips to mine. "I don't know where to grab." He laughed.
"What?" I almost shouted, shocked.
"Your head stupid. I don't know where to grab on your head."
"That doesn't clear much up for me." I laughed a little bit and shook my head.
"The thing that holds whatever's left of your brain!" He said, both of his hands on my cheeks and moving my head back and forth.
I laughed a little bit and placed one of his hands on the back of my neck, and the other one's fingers between some spikes.
"That better?"
"Uh-huh." He smiled and pulled me to him. We continued to make out for about ten more minutes until Joel came walking down the stairs, his nose pressed in a magazine.
"Benji? Do you realize what magazines are calling us?" He said, standing in front of us.
"What are they calling us?" I asked, paying almost no attention to him. I continued to make out with Billy, even though he wasn't putting much into it.
"Well, Rolling Stone calls us "polite punks" and this fucking Shia Labouf calls us "Bad Charlotte" and I mean, it goes on and on. I don't know if people like us or what." He said, ignoring the fact that Billy and I were making out.
"That's nice." I said, biting down lightly on his lipring.
"And do you realize that we are ALL OVER all these preppy magazines? I mean, just look at this. I've collected all the magazines we're on for this month, and so far, we're in Bop, Pop Star, Teen People, Tiger Beat, and we're mentioned in Teen Vouge. Yeah, its something to do with Wakefield."
"Ahem." Billy coughed a little bit as a hint to Joel.
"I mean, seriously, look at this. All they can do is goggle over you Benji. No offence of course."
"Ahem." Billy coughed again.
"But then again, they are paying a lot of attention to me. But who could resist?" He has the ego of Mt. Rushmore.
"Ahem" He coughed a little bit more loudly. I never stopped kissing him, whether it was his neck or his lips.
"Here you go." Joel said, reaching into his pocket and pulling something out. He handed it to Billy and went back to reading a magazine.
"What the hell is this." Billy said, allowing me now to kiss and suck on his neck.
"Cough drop. Now look at this! Remember that photo shoot we went to? They blew a picture up into a poster size, but it's only you and me Benji! Seriously, something has to give here." He said, still paying no attention to us.
"I agree." I said, even though I didn't listen to anything he had just said.
"Benji, stop for a second." Billy whispered to me.
"No." I whispered back.
"Benji" He hissed in my ear.
"No." I whispered sternly.
"Benji!" He hissed even louder into my ear. He grabbed my crotch and squeezed it tightly, but not overly excessive.
I jumped up and yelped a little bit.
"At least that got your attention." He said cooly.
"Damn Billy! Your fingers really got in there." I whined holding onto my, now sore, crotch.
"Aww. I'm sorry baby. Come back over here." He cooed. I slowly walked over to him, unasured of what he might do. "Don't be afraid!" He chuckled a little bit. I sat down on his lap, my feet facing Joel.
"Joel, go away." I said sternly.
"No. Go get a room if you gotta do something." He said, his eyes never leaving the magazine. He had spred about five of them around him and he was now looking at Bop.
"We were here first. Go away." I said again.
"No. This room has the TV."
"Your bedroom has a TV!"
"It's closer to the kitchen."
"Well take the extra ten seconds to walk down the stairs if you must!"
"Benji. Let's just go to my room." Billy whispered in my ear.
"We don't have to though! Leave Joel!"
"No. You leave. I'm already comfortable." Again, his eyes never leaving the magazine.
"What? And we're not?" I snapped at him.
"C'mon Benj. We can be even more comfortable on my bed." He grinned. I forced myself not to grin back.
"Okay." I said, getting up off of Billy. He took my hand and started leading me up to his bedroom. I made sure I spit on Joel's magazine. Joel spit back at me but hit the wall instead. It's disgusting the way we get back at each other.
"Shh. I think my hampsters might be asleep." He said, putting his finger to his lips.
"Finally. Peace at last." I said, as he opened the door. I pulled him down on the bed ontop of me and immeditly began making out with him. Wasting no time, I pulled his shirt off him, leaving him topless, and only breaking the kiss for a tenth of a second. "I'm cold." I say.
"Lemme go shut it." He said, getting up off me and closing the open window. I honestly don't see why he keeps it open. It's aproximitly 20 degrees and he says he can only sleep if it's open. No matter what the temerature is, he has that window open.
"Thank you." I say, proping myself up with my hands.
"No problem baby." He says, crawling on the bed. He puts his hand on my hip and leans in to kiss me. His bed is so soft. It's one of the softest ever. He starts biting my ear harshly, but lovingly.
I growl playfully at him and pin him under me, my hands pushing his shoulders down to the bed and my legs straddling his waist. He looks at me in his water-fall blue eyes and I just melt. I know he's doing it on purpose. I slowly take the pressure off his shoulders and smile at him.
My eyes flutter close as I lean down and kiss him gently. I lay down next to him and pull him into a hug, my eyes not opening.
"I love you Billers."
"I love you too Benji."
"You can be my babysitter anytime." I smile and kiss his forehead. The only sound now is us breathing softly and a hampster wheel going.