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After he finished cleaning, there was another knock on the door. He found a place to hide a pair of pants and shirt next to the door, so he could put them on quickly. He opened it, but again there was no one there, just a cart with his dinner.

He finished his dinner at put the cart back outside. He checked Chris’ schedule for the next day and saw that he had a business meeting. Lois had put a note on the schedule for him, “suit.” Ryan picked out a suit and tie, and got everything together. He chose Chris’ shoes, socks, and a pair of thong underwear, so he wouldn’t have any lines under his pants. His eyes fell to the laundry hamper and he thought of the dirty jockstrap that was in there. Before he realized, he had it in his hands. He so wanted to put it on, he was the same size as Chris, but he was afraid. Without thinking, he put the pouch to his nose and sniffed. It was a habit, he routinely smelled his own underwear after taking them off, and he figured most guys did too. He put the jockstrap back, not even registering what he had done.

Ryan shut the curtains and turned down the bed for Chris. Chris returned and saw that everything was ready for him, as it should be. Ryan undressed Chris and tucked him into his bed. Chris told Ryan that he did a fantastic job for his first day, and he knew he made the right decision to hire him. Ryan smiled and thanked him, saying it was his pleasure.

He shut the lights and went to his own room. He made sure the alarm was set for the proper time, and he went to sleep. He had dreams about Chris, which he vaguely remembered in the morning. It should have been no surprise; Chris was now his entire world.

The next morning was exactly like the first. Ryan woke Chris up on time, bathed him, brushed his teeth, shaved his beard, held him as he emptied his bladder, and got him dressed and out the door. Since Chris was gone from the house,

Ryan cleaned everything and then got dressed and went down for breakfast. He had been supplied with some swimwear, so after breakfast, he changed and went to the pool. He enjoyed the exercise, after having been stuck in the room all day the day before. He went back upstairs to prepare for Chris’ return. He used his electronic code to enter the bedroom.

The next several days were all the same routine. Chris was out of the house most of the time, and Ryan did his job then hit the pool or gym. He made friends with the rest of the staff, when he could see them.

At lunch, he asked the chef, “What happened to the person who did this job before me?”

“She quit after 2 days.”

“She?”

“Yes. She couldn’t handle it; Chris tends to be a little….demanding.”

“I’ve noticed. And he admits it too.” The chef smiled in agreement.

“Guess that’s why he hired you. You seem to have thicker skin.”

“I suppose.” The rest of the staff never knew what went on in Chris’ room, but there was quiet speculation. They never implied anything and they really liked Ryan. Ryan figured they might suspect something, but he knew their speculations were wrong. Mostly.

Ryan made it through his first week without any real problems. There were a few things Chris had to correct him on, but nothing major and he only had to tell Ryan once.

Saturday morning was another off day for Chris, so Ryan had his casual clothes ready. Ryan woke Chris up on time and in the usual way, pulling back his covers. This time he was surprised to see that Chris had an erection. Ryan had not seen Chris hard yet, because Chris was working hard to keep his cock under control, until it was the right time for Ryan to see it. This was the time.

“Oh god, I’m sorry,” Ryan said.

“Sorry about what?” Ryan pointed to Chris’ erection. “Nothing to be sorry about, it’s going to happen. I’m surprised it didn’t happen sooner,” he lied. “Besides, you’ve been hard almost constantly since you’ve been here.”

“Sorry about that.”

“Again, nothing to be sorry about. I just didn’t make a big deal about it, like you are.” Ryan hung his head in shame. Chris wasn’t moving from the bed as he usually does, “Well?”

“What?”

“Take care of it,” Ryan said.

“What? How?”

“I don’t give a shit how you do it, just take care of it. I’m pretty worked up; I haven’t gotten off since that girl was here last weekend.”

Ryan found he was jealous of that girl again, and his own cock had already swollen.

“ For chrissakes , you’ve been touching it for a week now,” Chris said.

“But never like this.”

“This is the last time I will say it, get on this bed and get me off.”

Ryan kneeled next to Chris and reached out to grab the hard cock. The same cock he had been touching all this time felt completely different. His hand explored the length and he ran his fingers over and around the head. He slowly started to jerk Chris’ cock.

“I know that’s not how you do your own.”

Ryan picked up the pace and looked to Chris to see how he was doing. Chris was grimacing; he was obviously not doing a good job.

“I could use some lube,” Chris said. After a week, Ryan knew everything that was in the room. There was no lube in there at all. “You’re rubbing it raw, get some moisture.”

Ryan was starting to panic; he didn’t know what to do. Without thinking, he bent forward and took the cock in his mouth. His tongue ran over the entire length,

“Ahhh, much better,” Chris said. He gave a little wince, “But watch the teeth.”

Ryan fell in love with Chris’ cock. He was enjoying giving pleasure to Chris, and he tried to do what he wanted girls to do on his cock. He sucked Chris’ balls into his mouth and ran his hands through the thick bush they had yet to shave.

It had been a week for Chris, and he was ready to shoot, “Here it comes.” He grabbed Ryan’s head and held him on his cock. Not that it was necessary; Ryan had no intention of letting go. He got his first taste of cum, and he was hooked on Chris.

Ryan moved in to kiss Chris’ mouth, but Chris pushed him away. “I told you, I am straight. When I am hard, you get me off. But you never, ever ask or expect me to touch you.” Ryan nodded in understanding, tears forming in his eyes. “And I expect the same level of work you demonstrated this last week. Just because you are sucking my cock doesn’t mean you get any extra privileges.” Chris got and went to the bathroom, and Ryan dutifully followed him.

Chris had set things up so he was everything to Ryan, and his bedroom was Ryan’s whole universe. The constant contact with Chris’ body, the command Chris had over him, and now this blow job put Ryan over the edge. He was totally and completely in love with Chris, all thoughts of himself and other people vanished. He didn’t want to do anything but please Chris. Chris got his slave.

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