AT HIS SERVICE CHAPTER 7

---A LITTLE SHOW---

After the hot shower and drying off, Tatum and Barry fell on the bed together, still aglow from their lovemaking.  Tatum worshipped Barry’s body with his hands followed by his lips.  The sharing of each other’s bodies ended when the doorbell rang.  Tatum stopped quickly and turned on the security television with Barry at his side.

“Dammit!” Tatum said, viewing the screen.

“First off what the hell is this?” Barry asked, looking and staring at the screen.

“I’ll explain it later.  Right now, I need to answer the door before Robert drives off,” Tatum said.  He scrambled to find clothes and raced down the stairs.  He opened the door right just as Robert entered his car.  Tatum waved him in.

“I thought you were gone,” Robert said, after getting out of his car.

Tatum gathered himself, “I was upstairs.  Sorry it took so long to answer the door.”  Tatum shook hands and ushered Robert into his house.

“I stopped by to speak with you in private, away from the office where we might have a freer discussion,” Robert said. “I hope I’m not interrupting anything though.”

“That’s fine,” Tatum said. “We can go out back if necessary since it is a rather nice night.”

Robert scanned Tatum’s house and followed him out back to the covered patio area.  Tatum sat in a chair while Robert produced some papers.

“Here you go.  We’ve have the numbers we need off of these reports,” Robert slid the financials back to Tatum.

“Could this not have waited til tomorrow at the office?” Tatum asked.

“Well… I have a client I’m showing a house to first thing in the morning,” Robert said. “I wasn’t sure… I could catch you later at the office.”

“Okay no problem then,” Tatum smiled and saw Barry dressed through the back glass.

The back door opened.  “May I get you gentlemen a drink?” Barry asked.

“I’m fine, Barry.  Robert?” Tatum said.

Robert looked Barry over, “Bourbon and coke if you have it.”

“Will be right back with that bourbon and coke, sir,” Barry stated.

“Is that the young man?” Robert asked.

“Yes, it is,” Tatum said and now knew the sole purpose of the meeting.

“Tatum, Janie and I are now not sure if we can come up with the funds to satisfy the numbers you have produced,” Robert said.

“Robert, I have given it a lot of thought.  Now might be the time for me to get out of the business but…,” Tatum said. “If you and Janie can’t come up with the funds, then everyone else can either accept it or leave.  I don’t appreciate the bullying I’m receiving.  In case you forgot, my name is on the company.”

“Are you serious?” Robert asked in shock.

Barry returned with the drink and a napkin.   He placed them in front of Robert and promptly returned to the house.

“Why not?  You and Janie can either come up the funds or continue with things the way they are.  I made it in this business before you came along and can make it without if you so decide,” Tatum stated.

“I suppose you are right,” Robert sipped the strong drink. “How much time do we have?”

“I think maybe a month would be sufficient for all of us,” Tatum said.

Robert rose from the table.  “I’ll see what we can do then. I’ll make every effort to make this happen one way or another.”

“Great, either way is perfectly suitable for me,” Tatum stood.

They re-entered the house.  Robert saw Barry watching television and walked right up to him.  “I’m Robert McMann,” Robert stuck out his hand.

“Barry Nevers, nice to meet you,” Barry politely said with a firm handshake.

“Is Mr. Montgomery treating you well, son?” Robert asked.

“Yes sir, he’s a great guy,” Barry said. “How was the drink?”

“Perfect, thank you very much,” Robert said.  “I’ll see you sometime tomorrow, Tatum.”

“Will do Robert,” Tatum said.  Tatum politely showed him to the door.  He shook his hand good-bye and watched him pull out the long drive.  Tatum slammed the door.  He stormed back inside and plopped down next to Barry.

“What was that all about?” Barry asked.

“Nosey motherfucker!” Tatum screamed.  “He basically came here for more ammo against me to basically force me to sell the business to him.  I threw it back in his face though.  He ruined any chance of me taking a low ball offer with that fucking visit.  That really pisses me off!”

“Basically, he came here to check me out and see that this was real, huh?” Barry said.

“You are right on the money there!” Tatum said.  “You were fantastic though.  I loved how you came out to offer us drinks.  That was great thinking on your part, Barry.”

“Thanks, Tatum.  I thought it was my job,” Barry said and reversed the conversation.  “Now back to that security thing upstairs.”

“It is a security system for the entire house,” Tatum said.

“You’ve been spying on my ass, haven’t you?” Barry said.

“Look Barry, it was in place before you came as peace of mind here.  I’ll warn you it does record and keeps records for three days.  My main purpose was to use in case there was a break-in.”

“Have you used it to spy on me?”

“Barry, I have given me no reason to spy.  I confess I used it sparsely at the first but that is the first time I’ve used it in a month,” Tatum replied.

“Okay then,” Barry said. “Is it in every room?”

“Yes it is. Why?” Tatum shot Barry a glance.

“Three days, huh?”

“Yeah three days,” Tatum said, still not knowing Barry’s intentions.

“Hell yeah!  Tatum, you want be a little voyeuristic?”

“What?”

“Check to see if we can see Nelson and Cameron fucking,” Barry smiled. “It would be kind of hot, maybe even some of us!”

Tatum proceeded up the stairs with Barry right at his side.  Tatum logged on to his computer to the program for the recording. 

“There’s no sound on this,” Tatum said.

“Still, let’s see if we can see anything,” Barry laughed.

Tatum found the spot where he thought the time might be.  Soon a dark room popped up on the screen.  Both could see movement but little else.

“Are you happy?” Tatum asked.

“No.  We need to leave the lights on when we fuck.  It would be so awesome to have that shit recorded,” Barry said.

Tatum laughed but knew Barry wasn’t joking in the least.  “We can but someday it may come back to haunt us,” Tatum rationalized.

“It would be cool anyway.  We can always erase it,” Barry said.

They left the room and went back down to hang out and relax after a rough day.  Tatum headed to bed early despite Barry’s protest. 

“Barry, tonight let’s just snuggle.  I’m not really in the mood for sex at the moment,” Tatum said.

“Wore your ass out, huh?”

“I suppose you have.  Just cuddling and snuggling would be great.  You know how I love to touch your taut body and feel you up,” Tatum said.

“Hey that’s cool,” Barry said. “We need a break any way to make it more exciting.  We did fuck in the shower earlier in case you forgot.”

“Yeah I guess we did,” Tatum said.  They lay close together.  “Barry, would there be any possibility of talking you into joining as an associate at the house?” Tatum wondered out loud.

“Yeah but what about my duties here?”

“We can work that out.  I was thinking of hiring you and maybe some other gay guys to cater to the untapped market of selling houses, rental property and businesses to the gay and lesbian market in case they don’t come up with an suitable offer.  If you know of any of your gay friends that would be interested, let me know.”

“Ummm… Nelson and Cameron might since they are in practically dead end jobs.  I think Nelson wants to give it a try seeing all the cash you’ve made in a short time.  What about training?”

Tatum snickered, “Training? Hell, after you get your license, there’s very little training.  It’s all about the ability to market a house and being available for the buyers.  It mostly takes a desire to succeed and a drive.  The other things aren’t that hard but it does take a little skills.”

“Now that you put it like that I’m not sure I want to do that,” Barry smiled.

“You’ve got it made here with me, huh?”

“Hell yeah!”

“Well… I could use an assistant/right hand man to help me run the place a few days a week,” Tatum said, leaning on his elbow.

“I would consider that.  Seriously Tatum, I just make up shit to keep occupied now.  I suppose I could use a few days out of the house,” Barry said.

The two lay together and enjoyed the night of petting and kissing.  Tatum looked down and saw Barry’s eyes closed.  He snuggled up next to him and fell asleep with him.



The next day Tuesday in mid May, Tatum was answering calls and emails when Janie came into his office.  She shut the door behind her.  Tatum sensed what this was about.  At first, it started out very businesslike about the acquisition before turning extremely personal and hated.  Tatum did his best to remain calm and let Janie voice her opinion but lashed out towards the end.  Now he was serious about making a change and it might be sooner than anyone at the office anticipated. 

Tatum was quite upset and disturbed by the reaction to Barry and worse, the strong armed tactics being forced on him.  He stewed for an hour in his office and finished up what work was necessary for the day.  He announced to the secretary he was gone for the day at noon and headed off to cool down.

Tatum arrived home to find Barry doing the laundry.  Seeing Barry naked made things a little better, especially when Barry bent over at the washer.  Tatum playfully slapped Barry’s ass.

“Hey, what are you doing home so early?” Barry asked.

“I was ambushed again at work and had enough of their shit for a day,” Tatum replied.

“Is it really that bad?” Barry asked and sat close to Tatum.

“I’m afraid to say they are putting a lot of pressure on me to sell the business to them.  Little do they know there may be a big change at the company loaming just in the short future.  I’m fucking sick of their shit.  It’s either come up with cash, accept the upcoming changes or hit the road,” Tatum put his arm around Barry’s bare shoulders.

Barry slid his hand inside Tatum’s shirt to feel his stomach, “Why do I give you a massage while you relax and think things through?”

“Man, a massage sounds great,” Tatum said.

“Well, let’s get to it then,” Barry smiled and kissed Tatum on the cheek.

Tatum headed to the closest bedroom.  Barry insisted on removing Tatum’s clothes for him.  He did so slowly and kissed Tatum’s body after taking off each item of clothing.  Once naked, Barry found a towel and some baby oil after a few looks around the house. 

Tatum was on his stomach when he felt Barry pour the oil on his back.  He lay still to feel Barry’s strong hands start going up and down his back and to his ass.  Barry used his palms to apply pressure while Tatum relaxed.  Tatum was half asleep when Barry rolled him over.  Barry started down Tatum’s legs and made his way up.  Barry lightly stroked Tatum’s cock but didn’t want to excite him too much.  He moved around to rub Tatum’s shoulders.

After a solid fifteen minutes, Barry’s hands were aching.  He could see the massage had done the trick with Tatum resting peacefully.  He lay down beside Tatum and held him close and secure.  Barry lay there with Tatum until Tatum was lightly snoring.  He quietly got up and continued on with his job of making Tatum’s house and yards the best it could be.

Tatum woke and looked around to gather his bearings.  He could feel the oil on his body and went to the closest bathroom to wash it from his body the best he could with a wash cloth.  He peered out the front door to see Barry going at it out front.  He eyed Barry from inside and loved watching him work and sweat.

When Barry finished working in the front flower beds, he returned to find Barry sipping on a drink and on his laptop.  Barry, without speaking, headed to the nearest shower to clean off the dirt and sweat that had accumulated. 

Barry found Tatum and snuck a peek at the computer.  Tatum was searching the web for stock reports and other financial tidbits. 

“Anything special for dinner, sir?” Barry asked.

“Whatever you had planned is great,” Tatum replied.

“Grilled salmon and a salad are all that I had in mind,” Barry suggested.

“Sounds great,” Tatum said.

Barry pranced his bare ass into the kitchen and glanced over his shoulder to see Tatum eyeing him.  Soon the smell of grilled salmon filled the lower level.  Barry served the meal along with a selected wine.

“How do you feel now, Tatum?  Any better?”

“Yeah, I will say I feel relaxed.  I wish you wouldn’t have brought it up though,” Tatum smiled.

“I’m sorry,” Barry said.

They ate quietly and finished the meal.  Tatum sat in the living room and read a magazine until the doorbell rang.  Tatum promptly went to the door still naked to see Robert there with a folder.

Tatum opened the door, “Come on in.”

“Ummm… okay, but don’t you think…”

“Robert, this is me.  You see me at my finest,” Tatum smiled and enjoyed seeing the discomfort his nudity caused.

“Well…I… I brought the latest,” Robert shoved the paper to Tatum.

Tatum opened up the folder to see the latest proposal.  “Let me confer with Barry for a minute.  Barry!” Tatum yelled out.

Barry walked out with his hands covering himself and embarrassed.  “Yes…”

“Robert has brought to us another proposal,” Tatum said and put his arm around Barry.  Tatum watched Robert squirming, embarrassed and very uncomfortable.

“I can come back if it would be better,” Robert stated.

“Oh no, Robert,” Tatum said. “So what do you really think of Barry in his full glory?  Don’t we make a great couple?”

“Whatever you say, Tatum,” Robert said.

Tatum grabbed the folder from Barry, “So what do you think?”

“Ummm… I have no clue,” Barry said.

“I do.  Robert, you really need to get a clue.  We both know the value and your latest is almost an insult to me,” Tatum said.

“Seriously?”

“Get real.  I could have at least five buyers in one day if I offered up my business and you full well know it.” 

“Tatum, have you lost your mind?” Robert replied.

“Nope Robert, I haven’t.  I’m insulted by your tactics.  Just because I have a young hot ass boyfriend who is my housekeeper, you think you have the moral right to force me out with some measly offer,” Tatum replied with his hand around Barry.  “I bet you wish you had something like this shit to come home to every night.  We fuck like dogs almost every night.  Barry here gives the best blowjobs ever.  Bet your ass hasn’t had a decent blowjob since college, have you Robert?”

“Tatum, I’m not answering that.  You make me sick to my stomach with this… this openness and insaneness.”

Tatum kissed Barry with an open mouth, “Hot as hell, huh?”

Robert marched out the house with his papers in hand.  “Tatum, I am appalled by your pompous attitude here in front of me.  I expected a man of your stature to have a little more class than this.  Once word gets back to the office, I wouldn’t be surprised if you… and your boy have it to yourselves.”

“Do whatever you want, Robert.  This is my private residence. I have every right to do as I damn well please.  Seriously I’m fed up with everything about this. I don’t care what you do or what you tell.  I worked hard for…” Tatum said with Robert walking to the door.

“I’ve heard enough,” Robert opened the door and slammed it behind him.

“Fuck you, you pompous motherfucker!” Tatum shouted and put up both middle fingers even though Robert was long gone.

“You seriously didn’t just do that, did you?”

“I’m so sick and tired of fighting them.  It was not going to get any better,” Tatum said. “Barry, you just saw a side of me I wish you hadn’t.  I’m normally never like that but I felt so insulted.”

“All your associates will be gone tomorrow, huh?”

“Maybe, maybe not.  I’ll see who is exactly in the business to sell real estate with the best damn company around or who is there to force their ideas of how gay men should lead their private lives.”

“What if you don’t have any sales or listings because of this?  Worse, what if word gets around about us?”

“About us?  Barry, it is common knowledge I am gay.  I don’t go prying into others private lives unless it affects their work.  Hey, I’ve known about affairs, swingers and parties.  What an associate does on their free time is none of my business as long as it doesn’t interfere with business.  I deserve the same curiosity that I have given for the past four years.”

“So should I call Nelson and Cameron?”

“Well… at least tell them to be prepared.  You be as well tomorrow in case I need you.  It could be a living hell.”

Barry grabbed his cell and called his friend, Nelson.  They chatted a few minutes with Barry giving Tatum the thumbs up.  Barry closed his phone, “They would love to work for you.”

“Great!  I’m sure there are other gay and lesbians that would jump at the opportunity to work for what will be the best damn real estate business in this town.”

Barry and Tatum had drinks and headed out to enjoy the nice night.  They sat in the hot tub together with Tatum’s phone going off left and right.  The calls were associates resigning their positions once word filtered out about Tatum’s little show.  Now, Tatum didn’t care and may have peace at his office.   After the calls subsided, Barry knew the perfect ending to the stressful day.  He dropped his head and gave Tatum a vigorous blow job with all he had. 

TO BE CONTINUED…

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