That Damn Baby Sitter - Ianthony

chapter 2

Ian sighed, starting to make dinner for Anthony.

"Hey Mr Bowl Hair." Anthony smirked at Ian, making him blush. "My friend is here so I'll just be upstairs."

Ian nodded shyly and turned back to making his dinner. He glanced over at Anthony as he opened the door, pulling a boy inside.

With a raised eyebrow he watched Anthony push him against the wall and kiss him hungrily.

"Oh um...is this your boyfriend?" he asked with a chuckle.

Pulling away quickly Anthony frowned at Ian. "huh? No I'm not gay" he laughed rolling his eyes as he grabbed the boys ass.

"But....you're like....making out with a guy." Ian, asked feeling confused.

"Um yeah? It's Wednesday. I kiss who I want on Wednesday." He grinned pulling the boys back in for a kiss.

Ian stood watching awkwardly not knowing what to say. "Uh....well you can't have friends over Anthony. Your parents told me." He said bashfully, tapping Anthony on the shoulder.

Frustratedly Anthony pulled away again, glaring at Ian. "No. I want to keep him here. He's my friend." he frowned.

Ian gulped. "I'm sorry but y-your under my control and supervision so you have to obey what I tell you to do." he said trying to sound confident.

Anthony growled and opened the door reluctantly letting his friend leave.

Ian gulped, avoiding eye contact from anthony as he handed him his dinner. "I uh....made you dinner."

Anthony rolled his eyes and sat down. "Thanks." he sighed as he started eating.

Sitting down across from anthony, he picked up his book and started reading. "So I kinda have to baby sit you three times a week so....why don't you tell me about yourself." he smiled at the teenage boy.

Anthony let out a bored sigh. "I'm 16, play football, don't have a girlfriend and always in trouble." he grinned.

"you don't have a girlfriend? what about a boyfriend?" Ian asked raising an eyebrow.

smirking Anthony flipped his hair. "Dude. I already told you. I'm not gay. only on Wednesdays. and you sound surprised." He grinned.

Ian rolled his eyes and shrugged. "it's just your a good looking boy I just like assumed you would like....um have a girlfriend." he smiled sheepishly.

taking more of his food anthony smirked. "Whatever. Being on the football team means I can do what I want and get who I want."

Ian laughed slightly and stood up taking anthonys plate to wash it up. "Oh yeah? well what if that person doesnt even find you attractive." he snickered as he cleaned the plate, not hearing anthony come up from behind him.

"Everyone finds me attractive. I bet even you do." Anthony chuckled crossing his arms as he took off his shirt.

Ian blushed and shook his head. "Nope! and what if the girl you want doesn't even like you in that way?" he asked raising an eyebrow.

"I can make them like me." Anthony grinned stepping closer to Ian, making him gulp.

"uh....um....okay." ian chuckled nervously as he leaned against the counter feeling slightly trapped as anthony moved closer.

"what's the matter?" he smirked now almost pressing up against Ian.

"t-this isn't appropriate anthony." he frowned blushing crimson as he pushed anthony off. he walked away to make anthony desert.

"chill bowl hair. it's like your in to me or something." Anthony smirked teasingly, walking past him as he gave ians ass a smack.