Gay Erotic Stories

A New Life?, Part 2 At dinner that evening, we were talking about something (I don't remember what) and he suddenly began laughing. "What?" I asked. "Nothing," he said. "Tell me?" "I'm sorry," he said, and he raised up out of his chair, leaned across the table and kissed me on the left cheek. Well, I was . . . surprised and delighted. What else can I say? "I was just thinking what a pushover you turned out to be," Jerry said. "Pushover?" "Yeah. I expected a tough time trying to convince you to take me in. But you jumped at the idea." I felt my face redden. "Hey," he said, "We've got a great thing going here. I'll prove it to you, you'll see." I expected Jerry to take on the responsibilities of a houseboy. He expected me to change my ways to please him. He wanted me to go jogging with him when I couldn't run ten feet. He wanted me to start working out with him---doing sit-ups and push-ups and nonsense like that. All I could think about was the work that wasn't being done in my office. I started exercising more. And, I did, I felt better, but I also began falling asleep at my desk and wasting more time. And then he refused to allow me to smoke my cigars in the house. We got into an argument over that, but it was one I couldn't win. How could I win when he was only looking out for my best interest? I left him watching TV that night and went to bed. He didn't expect to find me in bed, still working, and we got into another argument. "Leave me alone, will you?" I pleaded. "Work is the only thing that makes me feel good." I turned my back to him and he undressed and got under the sheet with me. He lay there fingering my neck. "You're beginning to annoy me," I warned him, but he persisted. "Will you stop?" "Nope. It's bedtime. Time to put the work aside." I put it aside when I finished it. Jerry turned off the bedside lamp, swung his feet to the floor, and got out of his underpants. As soon as I untangled my feet from underpants, Jerry was in my arms showing me a huge boner. "Isn't this better?" he asked. "Oh, yeah," I breathed excitedly. "It's what you wanted." "Yeah." "Okay then," he said, and raised up and moved forward to offer his boner to my mouth. "It's yours. What are you waiting for?"