Date: Mon, 29 Jul 2013 08:04:07 -0700 (PDT)
From: Robert
Subject: Robert's New Life

Robert put his hands on his face and sighed as he put his elbows on the
dinette table.  This had been a rough year.  In January, his wife and best
friend of 18 years had died of a rare skin disease, and watching her suffer
for her final six months had been the worst thing he had ever experienced.
The hospital bills had consumed all of their savings and more.  He was
still wracked with grief from her absence.  They had been best friends
since 6th grade and had become incredibly intimate lovers.  Unlike many
women, her abilities at oral sex improved with time and she loved meeting
him at the door after work and giving him a kiss and then a great blow job.
He missed her so.


Things had only gotten worse.  Robert was a top chef at a well-known
restaurant and it had closed its doors two months ago due to the poor
economy.  Robert had lived on the measly unemployment while he beat the
street looking for a job.  Day after day he got up early and canvassed the
small city looking for something .... Anything.  A month ago he had moved
into an efficiency apartment in a nearby large city in hopes that his job
prospects would improve.  Still nothing.  Sighing in disgust, Robert picked
up his Ipad and walked to Starbucks so he could use the free Wi-Fi.  He
logged on and checked out the classified, hoping for something.  One ad did
pique his interest.  It read "Looking for live-in Chef and Housekeeper.
Great salary and living conditions."  Robert quickly sent a short intro and
his resume to the email in the ad and hoped for the best.  Two days later
Robert had almost given up when he received and email with a short note
that complimented his resume and gave him a number to call.  With shaking
hands Robert dialed the number and waited for it to be answered.  A very
masculine voice answered and said, "Yes".  Robert stammered out why he was
calling and after a short discussion he agreed to come over that evening
for an interview.

Robert went back to the apartment, showered and put on his best clothes for
the interview.  He arrived five minutes early, rang the bell and waited
until it slowly opened.  The man who opened the door was older than
Robert's 38 years, in good shape and seemed to have a pleasant countenance.
He introduced himself as David and explained that he too was a widower and
needed help around the house.  They toured the house together and Robert
was amazed.  It was a large 4000 square foot mansion with a pool, private
backyard and a kitchen better than the one at his old restaurant.  After
touring and talking for almost an hour, David explained that he was a
Doctor and would pay $3000/month with free room and board.  Robert was
flabbergasted and said that he would take the job.  David frowned and said,
"There is one more requirement".  "What is that" Robert asked.  David
blushed and said "I need the person who takes this position to give me blow
jobs".  "What the fuck?" said Robert.  "I am not a fucking queer". "Relax
and don't be upset" said David, I know you are not and neither am I, but I
miss sex and am getting tired of jacking off all the time.  I don't have
the time or urge to date yet.  Doing this won't make either of us queer,
just think of it as part of your job and not in a sexual way" "Fuck you"
said Robert as he stormed out.  Robert fumed the whole way home.

Robert kept beating the streets looking with no success.  One afternoon he
arrived home to find a yellow eviction notice on his apartment door.  He
had been unable to keep up with the rent.  Once inside he broke out his
bottle of vodka and began to drink. .He was fucked and could not think of a
way out.  After an hour he started thinking about David's offer and the
fact that if he sucked his cock, it was only a job and that didn't make him
gay.


Robert went to Starbucks and signed on to email.  With shaking hands he
sent David and email and asked if the job was still available.  Within
minutes came David's reply, "Yes".  Robert then sent a short email saying
he was interested in the position.  David wrote back, "do you accept ALL
the conditions?".  Hesitantly Robert replied, "Yes".  "Come over at 530
tonight" was David's reply.  Robert took at shower and arrived promptly at
530.  David opened the door and smiled as he said "come in".  He was
dressed in a tee shirt and shorts and wore sandals. "What do you drink?" he
asked Robert.  "A Vodka tonic" Robert stammered.  David led him to the bar
in the den and expertly mixed them each a drink.  "Relax" he said and for
the next hour they chatted about the loneliness of being widowers, favorite
wines and a host of subjects.  After their 4th vodka, David said, "Well
let's do this and get it over with so that you can relax".  He walked over
to the overstuffed recliner and pulled off his shorts.  "Come here Robert"
he said in a commanding tone.  Robert walked over and stood in front of
David.  David placed his hands on his shoulders and gently forced him to
his knees.  When he looked up he silently gasped as he saw David's semi-
hard cock in front of him.  It was thick, at least 8 inches long, had a
large mushroom head and loomed over two very large balls.  Pre-cum
glistened in the light.  Robert had never seen a cock up close and hadn't
even seen another man's cock since gym in high school.  He was amazed at
the purple color and veiny texture.  David sat down and said, "Now, let's
seal the deal for your new job".  Robert slowly inched forward until the
turgid cock was only an inch from his face.  "Remember", said David, "this
is not about sex for you, it is only a job".  Slowly Robert moved forward
until he licked the head.  David reacted with a moan.  Closing his eyes
Robert opened his mouth and took the massive head into his mouth and
started sucking.  David continued to moan and whispered, "Deeper".  David's
voice was almost hypnotic and Robert slowly took another 3 inches in his
mouth.  "Use your tongue, think of how your loving wife gave you blow jobs"
David said.  "Imagine you are her sucking you he said".  Robert closed his
eyes again, and began sucking deeper.  He used his tongue to caress the
head and veiny shaft as he tickled Robert's oversized balls.  "Did she
swallow?", David gasped as Robert continued to pleasure David's cock.  He
nodded his head as he sucked and David said "please show me the same
courtesy".  Disgusted with himself, Robert sucked faster and harder so he
could get this over with.  After a short few minutes, he felt David's cock
thicken and start to pulse.  "Oh my god", thought Robert.  He swallowed his
pride and then starting swallowing as burst after burst of thick cum filled
his mouth.  He swallowed and swallowed until he felt the cock soften in his
mouth. "Oh my god, thank you" David said as he came back to earth.  He
patted Robert on the head and said "Good boy".  After Robert let the
cockhead drop from his mouth, David said "make us a drink".  Robert didn't
really have time to think about the fact that he was now a cocksucker as he
got to his feet and went to the bar.  They had a couple more drinks and
David never said anything that embarrassed Robert about the fact that he
had just given him a blow job and swallowed his seed.

After finishing their drinks, David said "let's go over the routine".
Every morning I get up at 6 and sit on the patio after I piss.  Have my
coffee and the morning paper on the small table in back.  Once I sit down
and start reading and drinking my coffee, give me a blow job and then make
breakfast.  He said it so matter of factly that Robert only nodded.  When I
come home, you will hear the garage door open as I round the corner.  Have
a vodka tonic ready and once I sit down to relax, give me a blow job, the
make dinner.  Again, Robert just nodded.  David's voice was relaxing and
hypnotic.  The next morning, Robert got up at 530, made a pot of coffee ad
started planning breakfast.  At 6 sharp he heard the toilet flush and
looked down the hall as David emerged, naked of course; with his manmeat
swaying as he headed for the patio.  Robert watched him sit, and then
brought out a steaming cup of black coffee and the local paper.  Without
thinking, he dropped to his knees and began licking the head of David's
cock.  It was slightly salty Robert thought, probably because he just
pissed.  He slowly took the large head in his mouth and let it sit there as
he swirled his tongue all around.  He smiled broadly when he felt David's
hand patting his head and him saying "Good boy".  He closed his eyes and
began to suck in earnest.  He really needed this job and if he just treated
giving blow jobs this like a job, it would be okay.  He thought of his wife
as he sucked and tried to imitate the way she sucked him.  He didn't use
his hands, used lots of tongue and slowly took most of David's thick cock
into his moist mouth.  David looked down at Robert and smiled as he watched
his head bob up and down on his cock.  He never thought that he would
actually get a cocksucker as a housekeeper and chef, but it certainly
seemed like he had.  No more jacking off he thought as he tensed and blew a
large load of baby batter down Robert's throat.  After he swallowed, Robert
got up, refreshed David's coffee and went into the kitchen to make
breakfast.


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