Ben 10 Porn Story: Babysitting blues Chapter 3

Sitting in his room, Kenny allowed his mind to wander. Things were starting to bug him lately. Like, the way Devlin was acting around him, the way his annoying little sister was teasing him, even his dad was teasing him! He didn’t look like a girl!

Hopping off of his bed, he looked at himself in the full body mirror and scanned his body up and down. Short hair, not girlie. No breasts, not girlie. He turned and looked behind at the mirror. Thin waist, skinny upper back, scrawny shoulders.

“I do look like a girl!” He said to himself, turning again to look at his face. Not framed, simple, but… cute… Groaning, he lied back on his bed, his hands over his eyes. Carrying around an infant Echo Echo just made it worse. He refused to be a girl! Maybe he needed to do something to make himself look less girlie. As he sat up, the door opened. He expected Devlin, his father, hell even his little sister, but not Kevin.

“Sup?” Kevin said with a smirk, sitting on the opposite bed, still eleven. “I was lookin’ for Devlin, but might as well talk to you.” Kenny just blinked and got more comfortable on his own bed.

“Do I look like a girl?” Kenny asked out of the blue, practically ignoring Kevin’s words.

“You look a lot like Ben. Not like a girl, but cute in your own way. You hair is just shorter and your skin is a lot tanner.” The boy was a bit taken back by the words. Cute in his own way? So he wasn’t girlie? “Alright, I asked your question, now you gotta answer mine.” Kevin spoke up again.

“Shot.”

Kevin took a moment, looking around the room as if thinking of how to address his question. “You like Devlin right?”

“W-what?! I-I do not!”

“Whoa whoa Ken, didn’t mean crushin’ I meant like you guys are friends.” Kevin smirked, though he put his hands up in a defensive manner.

“O- oh, y-yeah we’re friends.” The brunet rubbed the back of his neck, embarrassed by himself.

“So, what kinda stuff does he like?”

“Stuff? Like games, toys, sports?”

“Yeah, that kinda stuff. I’m kinda a crappy dad an I wanna make it up to him. He ignores me like I’m a virus.” Though Kevin understood why. After the way he used him and hurt him, he didn’t even want to speak to himself.

“He’s just not sure you’ve really changed. Thinks that you’re gonna go bad again. But, if you wanna know. His favorite show is the Steel Samurai. Same with the games and toys. Though our favorite sport is soccer, kinda dads fault.” Kenny smirked. He and Devlin had a lot of things in common; they had the same favorites and same taste in music, food and even shared the same hate for grandpa Max’s cooking. Though pretty much every human and sub-human did.

“Steel Samurai? Psh, so can’t take Ishiyama. You’re dad and I liked Sumo Slammers. Way cooler.” Kevin smirked and stood up, ruffling Kenny’s hair before heading for the door. “Thanks squirt.”

“Steel Samurai’s way better!” Kenny yelled back, smiling at him. Maybe Kevin wasn’t so bad, just had a bad past.

“You should tell Kenny that you like him.” Gwen smiled up at Devlin, who was holding the baby Sonorosian in his arms.

“W-what?!” Echo echo even smiled up at Devlin. “I-I do not like Kenny!”

“Sure you don’t. You’re never staring at him, never thinkin’ about him, and never spacing out while thinking about him.” The girl continued to smile, only now it seemed so much more evil than before. “He prob’ly likes you. ‘E’s always lookin’ at you.”

“T-that’s cause we’re friends! Friends can look at each other! I’m looking at you aren’t I?”

“Yeah, but you’re not givin’ me that look.” She opened her arms, telling Devlin that she wanted to hold the kid. “The way your daddy looks at mine.” Gwen smiled and Devlin placed the child on the floor gently.

“Don’t let him get hurt.” He said before walking away. He needed to think for awhile.

“He’s a Sonor’sn! Can’t get hurt really.” She said with a pout. “C’mon Echo’s, le’s go play dress up!” Gwen took his hand and lead him to her room.

Devlin sat up on the statue of the infamous Ben 10K, trying to clear his mind of all thought.

“Found you.” Came the all too familiar voice of his dad. It was getting dark out and it looks like they finally got him back to normal. “Can we talk?” He asked, taking a seat next to him. Devlin just looked down below, holding his hover-board tightly.

“Look Devlin, I… I know I’m pretty much scum to you and a lot of others, but… I dunno. A lot’s changed this year.” Kevin looked out at the setting sun, not sure of what to say to make things better. “I talked to Kenny. He’s a good kid, like Ben was at that age. Nice, trustin’, still stubborn though.” Devlin just kept his blue eyes on the ground below him. His heart was hurting and the sound of his fathers voice only added to the pain. He’d been hit, locked out at night, starved. No way he could just let go of that. Shaking his head once, he hopped on his board and headed for home.

“Devlin!…” Kevin sighed and watched his kid leave, crying as he flew away on his board. Shit, he was the worst guy on the planet.

The raven haired child wiped his tears on his jacket as he fled from his father. No, Kevin wasn’t his dad, Ben was. Kevin was a crook, a jerk. As soon as he stepped inside he placed his board down and headed for his room, for Kenny. Inside was the brunet as expected, flipping through some old comics. Green eyes met with blue eyes and the younger immediately got up to his feet.

“What happened Devlin?” He asked, rushing over to him. Devlin just leaned against him, hiding his face in the crook of the youngers neck. Kenny knew this type of hug, he was upset about something. Probably Kevin. “It’s alright Dev, you live here with me. I’m not gonna let anybody try an take you.”

Kenny knew that Kevin had changed, he knew that he wasn’t a bad guy anymore. But after what he did to Devlin, it would take a lot of time before Devlin could even be in the same room with him. Sighing, Devlin placed his arms around the brunets body and held him there. “Thanks Ken.”

Nightfall came and the baby Sonorosian was back in the room with the two boys. Of course, he needed to have a few pink frilly things removed from him and make-up too. Why did a kid have make-up in her room anyways?

“Hey Ken?…” Devlin shifted in the darkness, wondering if the other was awake.

“Hn?” Without a word, Devlin moved from his bed and retreated to the youngers. Kenny’s back was against his chest, the infant in his arms.

“I can… Sleep in your bed right?” The younger nodded, too flustered to say anything, so he played it off like he was half asleep. Devlin smiled and shyly placed his arms around Kenny, bringing him as close as he could. To him, it just felt like Kenny belonged there. Okay, maybe Gwen was right. But didn’t she say that Kenny liked him? Maybe he’d test it out tomorrow, right now he was warm and comfortable, slipping into a pleasant sleep.

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Some fluff, one on one talks, and a side dash of angst! Fun for all!

Midesko