AT HIS SERVICE 2

Tatum woke the next morning with the sound of Barry entering his room.  He looked at his bedside clock to see it was nearly 8 am.  Barry had a plate of toast and eggs along with a glass of juice, while dressed in boxers.

“I think someone fell asleep last night,” Tatum said.

Barry lowered his head, “I did. Are you mad?”

“No Barry, why should I be?  You were literally exhausted and the beer acted as a perfect sleeping pill for you,” Tatum said.  “By the way, I like my eggs scrambled.  Also this is not necessary.”

“Well, I wanted to do it,” Barry said. “I will start up here after I clean up the mess I made in the kitchen.”

“Start whenever you like,” Tatum said. Barry headed to the door. “Barry, I like your boxers by the way.”

Barry smiled and headed to clean the kitchen.  Tatum turned on his television and secretly watched Barry clean.  He had the house wired for security to see every room in the house at his beckoning call.  When he had the security system installed, he had no idea he could use it to spy on Barry.  Now he was glad he did since the system had a 3 day storage capacity in case anything went awry.  He watched Barry do exactly what he said he would.  He turned on the satellite after a quick watch to the financial channel, one of his many favorite obsessions. 

Barry quietly opened the bedroom door and asked to come inside.  Tatum moved to a nearby bed while Barry stripped the bed.  Tatum showed him where he kept his dirty clothes but it was obvious when Barry walked into Tatum’s closet and saw them piled in the floor and scattered as well.  Barry sorted through what he determined he could wash and what needed to be taken to the dry cleaners. 

“I can see I have a lot of work here,” Barry said with his arms loaded in clothes and sheets. “For one, I could spend a day just in that closet.  You definitely need a little organization.”

“Yes sir,” Tatum smiled.

“Well you do,” Barry smiled. “If I couldn’t tell already, I know now why you hired someone.  Tatum, you’re bordering on a slob.”

“Thank goodness I have money,” Tatum said, jokingly.

Barry walked down and began the laundry.  He returned with a mop, broom, bucket and lots of cleaning items.  “Have you ever cleaned this bathroom?” Barry shouted once he stepped inside.

“Maybe twice!  Barry, come here!” Tatum shouted back.

In a split second, Barry was at his side, “Yes sir.”

“Fuck you alright?” Tatum laughed.

“Maybe tonight but right now I have shit to clean and I do mean shit,” Barry returned the joke.  He returned to begin his chore of cleaning and scrubbing. 

Tatum bored of television and went to his exercise room down the hall.  He stepped inside and could smell the newness of the expensive equipment.  It smelled so new for it was and never used in the few months since he had purchased the house.  He sat down on a machine and read the instruction manual that accompanied it.  He walked back and found Barry on his hands and knees scrubbing the water closet floor.

“Barry, do you ever work out?” Tatum asked.

“When I was in college, I did,” Barry replied. “Why?”

“Good enough, follow me,” Tatum instructed.  He led Barry down the hall and opened the door.

“Sir, you cease to amaze me.  This is so sweet,” Barry said.

“I need a workout partner for inspiration,” Tatum said.

“I can handle that,” Barry said. “Damn, these are some high dollar machines here.”

“Yes, they are and haven’t been touched in three months,” Tatum spoke. “I need to get back in shape and with your help, I plan doing just that.”

“Fine with me,” Barry stated.

“You’re working out too,” Tatum said.

“No problem, sir.”

“I want a three day a week program.  Do not let me skimp and wimp out either,” Tatum said.

Barry looked over the main machine to see what all it entailed.  He had a small knowledge of its workings.  Barry was the tester to try out an exercise with Tatum to follow.  They worked out for a good 25 minutes.  Tatum bent over at his waist and tried to catch his breath.

“Out of shape, huh?” Barry asked.

“In case you forgot, I am a little older than you,” Tatum said while breathing hard as ever. “Let’s call it quits.”

“How about 5 minutes on the treadmill to cool down our muscles?” Barry asked.

“Go ahead, knock yourself out,” Tatum still was recovering.

“I will but expect you do the same,” Barry said and started the treadmill.

Tatum walked out of the room to head to the shower.  Barry finished up and walked quickly to find Tatum in the shower.  He set out a towel and resumed his cleaning.

“Wanna join me?” Tatum asked standing at the door.

Barry smiled, “I guess I could do that.”  He dropped his sweaty boxers and found another towel.  He stepped into the shower.  He looked down to see water dripping from Tatum’s big cock.  Tatum grabbed a body puff and scrubbed Barry’s back.  Barry stood there almost frozen until Tatum instructed him to turn around.  Tatum scrubbed down Barry’s chest and stomach.  He washed Barry’s uncut cock gently. 

“How’s that?” Tatum asked.

“I liked it,” Barry smiled.

“I did too,” Tatum said and grabbed Barry’s cock.  Tatum reached out his hand towards Tatum’s cock.  Tatum grabbed it and led it the rest of the way.  “How’s that?”

“Fucking hot!” Barry said.

Tatum dropped to his knees on the tiled shower.  He licked Barry’s wet dripping cock.  Barry stood there for a second and was speechless.  Barry felt his cock harden when he felt Tatum’s mouth take his cock.  Tatum looked up at him with a mouth full of wet cock.  Barry put his hands behind his head to enjoy a fresh mouth sucking him.  Tatum bobbed up and down, licked and kissed Barry’s cock.  Tatum stood up and jacked Barry’s cock.  Barry pushed Tatum’s hand away and got on his knees to worship Tatum’s big cock.  He licked it and sucked Tatum’s hairy balls.  He opened wide and began sucking Tatum’s cock.

“Suck my dick, Barry!” Tatum instructed.  “You wanted it!”

Barry continued sucking and licking Tatum’s cock.  Tatum pushed Barry down further and wanted to see if he could take all of his cock.  Barry gagged a little but continued.  Tatum moaned feeling Barry’s mouth and throat deep on his cock. 

Barry pulled off and caught his breath, “Damn!” Barry shouted and went back down with water running down his back from the shower.

Tatum took over and began fucking Barry’s hot mouth with his cock.  He grabbed Barry’s head and shoved it repeatedly down on his cock.  Tatum pushed Barry off and coated Barry’s chest with his cum.  Barry took the last few drops in his mouth and cleaned Tatum’s cock. 

Barry’s cock was raging hard now.  Tatum dropped back to his knees and sucked Barry’s cock with a vengeance.  Only a few minutes, Barry began shooting ropes of cum down Tatum’s throat. Tatum took the cum and enjoyed every drop he was given. 

Barry stood there for a few seconds and turned off the water.  He got out of the shower and grabbed a towel to dry off Tatum’s body.  “Barry, you were terrific!” Tatum said while Barry dried him off. “Barry at least let me dry myself off.”

“Yes sir,” Barry said. “That was really awesome, you know?”

“It was,” Tatum said. “Now dry off and you can continue what you were doing.”

“Yes sir,” Barry said.

Tatum dressed in shorts and a nice Polo shirt for the day.  He could not believe it was just now noon.  With Barry back to cleaning, Tatum went outside and gathered the mail. Upon returning, he logged on to scan emails and the latest news and weather for the area.  He couldn’t hear Barry and began to wonder where he was at the time.  Tatum climbed the stairs and found Barry on his hands and knees scrubbing the shower.

“Yes sir?” Barry asked.

“Just checking to see where you were.  You’re so quiet,” Tatum replied.

“Sir, I’ve been doing my job and want this shower and bathroom spotless for your approval,” Barry commented and took a short breather.

“Barry, I was little skeptical but if the remainder of your time is like these first 24 hours I’ll be beyond pleased,” Tatum smiled.

“Sir, I expect to earn my way like I have my entire life.  If you don’t mind, there’s a still ton to do.  I haven’t even touched your bedroom other than the sheets,” Barry said.

“Okay then.  How does a nice meal out tonight sound unless you’re ready to display your cooking skills?”

Barry’s head dropped, “My skills have already been displayed.  I know very little about cooking.”

Tatum rubbed his chin, “Okay, I will see to it that we find a nice area part-time culinary class so you can learn a little.  How’s that?”

“I don’t have a choice but willing and eager to learn.”

“That’s all I can ask,” Tatum replied and left Barry to finish his hard work.  Tatum bounded downstairs and first checked the internet for area cooking schools and classes.  He saw a few of interest and jotted down some numbers.  He then checked the old way, the handy phone book to see what was available. 

He glanced up and saw Barry carrying a load of laundry.  “Hold it!” Tatum demanded.

“Sir?” Barry replied. “I was going to wash these for you.”

Tatum looked at the expensive slacks, shirts and ties.  “Barry, most of these go straight to the dry cleaners.  The towels, socks and underwear are fine though.”

“Sorry sir, I had no idea,” Barry stated.

“I know Barry.  You are so eager to do your job but be careful.  I will take these to the cleaners Monday,” Tatum grabbed the clothes necessary.

“Like hell you will,” Barry stated.

“What? Are you questioning me Barry?” Tatum asked.

“No sir.  It is my job to take these fine garments to the cleaners.  Your job is to manage and sell real estate while I take care of your household duties and running various errands,” Barry stated.

Tatum laughed, “Yeah, I did hire you for that, didn’t I?”

Barry smiled, “Yes sir.”

“I’ll give you the cleaners name and directions Monday and call them to know you are coming.  I have clothes to pick up as well,” Tatum stated.

“It will be done,” Barry said and continued to the laundry room.  He shook his bare ass at Tatum and gave him a smile after glancing over his shoulder. 

While Barry was doing the laundry, Tatum headed to see his bathroom.  He opened his bedroom door and smiled since everything was in its place.  He went to his spacious bathroom and was dazzled by the cleanliness and fresh smell of it. 

“Meet your approval?” Barry asked when he came in the room.

Tatum was smiling, “Beyond my approval.”

“Thank you.”

“Barry where did you learn to clean so well?”

“I had a mom who made me learn or else.  Since I was twelve, I was expected to clean but it was minimal compared to this.”

“She taught you very well.  Say in an hour, we prepare to go out to dinner?” Tatum asked.

“You’re the boss,” Barry said and began making the bed with the laundered sheets.  He did his best to make the bed look great. 

Soon Tatum came upstairs and announced Barry’s day was complete plus time to enjoy a nice meal away from the house.  Barry went down to his closet and to his adjoining never used bathroom.  He started the shower and stepped in to feel the warm relaxing water cascade over his naked body.

“Can I join you?” Tatum asked and startled Barry’s moment of relaxation.

“Sure, I had no…” Barry said.

“I was waiting on you until I heard the water,” Tatum said.

“I didn’t know you were expecting me,” Barry stated while the two were slightly cramped.  Barry found his washcloth and cleaned his boss’s body.  Tatum did the same and enjoyed feeling his employee’s skin and various body parts.  Tatum leaned over and kissed Barry under the shower head.  Barry accepted the kiss but stood stunned and confused.

They finished and dried off down in the guest bathroom.  “Is there a problem with the kiss, Barry?” Tatum asked.

“Sir, I do like you but…” Barry stammered around to find the right words, “Are you sure about this with me?”

“Barry, I did it to show my deep appreciation,” Tatum said.

“It felt more like a romantic kiss,” Barry stated.

“What if it was?”

“Sir, things are great and I for one don’t want to ruin them just yet with romance.”

“Barry, I’m sorry then.  Let’s dress and enjoy the night,” Tatum said and headed up to his room with his towel around his waist.  Barry did the necessary things such as shave and brush his teeth before dressing in tattered jeans and an old college t-shirt.

Tatum returned to find Barry waiting on him.  Tatum looked at Barry, “Are you going dressed like that?”

“Yeah, what’s wrong with it?” Barry asked.

“We’re going somewhere nice.  Put on at some slacks and a nice pullover shirt,” Tatum insisted.

Barry sat down and put his face in his hands, “Tatum, this is the best I have right now.  I promise I will find better things once I get some cash.”

Tatum walked over and put his arm around Barry, “I’m sorry to insult you like that.”

“I don’t have shit.  I told you earlier!” Barry stated strongly and looked at Tatum. “All I have is fucking ratty ass old jeans and shitty tees!”

Tatum walked into Barry’s closet and saw a few tees like he said and jeans that had seen better days.  He spotted a few old shorts and dingy worn boxers as well.  “Barry, get in here!” Tatum shouted.

Barry walked slowly to Tatum with his head down.  “Yes?”

“You’ve have to better things at your old place.  We’ll get them while we’re out,” Tatum stated and patted Barry on the shoulder.

“Get real, sir.  What you see is all I own,” Barry stated. “I said I will get better things when I get paid. Tatum, I spend all my money to fix my car and it still doesn’t run right. Dude, I’m slam ass broke as a joke.”

“Well then I suppose we can eat here and have a sandwich then,” Tatum said while trying to hold back his smile.

“I can handle that.  By the way when’s payday?”

“Every other Friday.”

“Okay then next weekend I’ll go buy some new improved clothes,” Barry stated.

“Like hell you will,” Tatum said.

“What?” Barry asked and was confused.

“We’re going tonight to outfit like a 23 year old hot ass guy should look.  I’m buying you a whole new wardrobe and these old things will be perfect for outside projects and cleaning,” Tatum smiled.

Barry looked at Tatum, “Sir, you really don’t have to.  It’s not necessary.”

Tatum and Barry headed out and got in Tatum’s nice sports sedan.  Barry looked around and smiled before buckling his seat belt.  They headed out for something to eat.  Along the way, Tatum pointed out his cleaners to where Barry would know.  Tatum found a spot at the newest shopping area in town.  He parked his car before both got out.

“Sir, are you sure about this?” Barry asked.

“Of course I am.  We’re here for you to dress nicely and be my companion, right?” Tatum asked.

Barry stopped, “Companion?  What do you mean?”

“Barry, I want you to accompany me places such as dinner and various outings,” Tatum explained.

“So, I’m your rent boy then?”

“No Barry, it’s strictly voluntary.  I do get lonely at times and need someone to eat with and do things with,” Tatum said.

“Alright then,” Barry stated and followed Tatum to the first store.  Barry looked around and saw the designer clothes lining the racks.  He first spotted some tee shirts on a table.  He put them down after glancing at the high price.

Tatum was standing near him and picked back up the shirt, “What’s the matter with this shirt?”

“It’s too damn high for one,” Barry stated.

“I’ll decide that.  Now try it on and see how it fits,” Tatum insisted.

Barry snatched the shirt, found a sales clerk and went to the closest dressing room.  He tried on the shirt with Tatum waiting outside the door.  He walked out with his head down.

“Do you like it?” Tatum asked while examining the snug fit of the shirt.

“Yeah but still…” Barry stated.

“Barry, I’ll tell you if it’s too expensive,” Tatum smiled.

“I feel like a mooch.  Tatum, you’ve been too generous already,” Barry stated and returned to remove the shirt.  He came back out of the dressing room with the shirt wadded up in his hand. “Let’s try another store.”

“No, we’re buying this one and more,” Tatum stated and pulled Barry to a back corner of the store.  “Barry, don’t you get it?  I want your clothes to look as nice as the rest of you.  Barry, you’re a very hot young man and should dress like one.  When we are out, you need to look your best.”

“I get it now, Tatum.  You want to be my sugar daddy and spoil with lavish gifts then you’ll be able to control everything I do or say,” Barry stated with his hands on his hips.

Rage went all over Tatum.  Before making a scene in the store, he practically drug Barry out the front door and into to his car where they could be more private.  “Get your ass in!” Tatum stated.

“Fine, let’s just get the hell out of here!” Barry said.

They both slammed the doors to the car.  “What’s your fucking deal, Barry?  I was trying to be nice and buy you some nice things.  Any other guy of right mind would have accepted my generosity without a thought,” Tatum said.

“Tatum, the clothes in there are sick as hell but I would feel so tied to you if you bought them for me and feel as though I would be in debt to you for some time,” Barry explained.

“Barry, I feel your situation in life.  I know you’ve had it rough all your life.  I was only trying to be nice and show you a wonderful side of life.  Money is not an object to me.  I’m tired of spending it on myself and want to share it with someone.  Maybe I choose the wrong person to do that with,” Tatum said.  “This has nothing what so ever to do with getting you in my bed and having sex with you.  I was just trying to be a nice generous guy.”

Barry sat in the passenger of the parked car.  He twiddled his thumbs while seriously giving the situation some thought.  He looked at Tatum, “Fine then.  I’ll pick out a couple of things and then we’ll go somewhere more affordable.  Tatum, you did pick the right person for the job.  I’ve never been good at accepting charity though.”

Tatum leaned over and kissed Barry’s cheek.  Barry smiled and opened the door.  They went back inside the store and picked out a few shirts.  Tatum insisted on a nice pair of designer jeans as well.  Barry loved the feel and how they rode low on his hips but balked at the expensive price tag again.  Tatum grabbed the jeans and put them with the other shirts.  Tatum pulled out a roll of cash and paid for the items with Barry’s eyes bulging at the sight of the cash.

They hit a few more stores that Barry deemed reasonable.  He stocked up on anything that was on sale and came away with a new wardrobe after the shopping experience.  They finally headed late to eat at a nice restaurant.

TO BE CONTINUED…

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