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This story, originally written in fall of 2020, was originally for Patrons only and is now available for all as part of Flashback Fridays, the first Friday of the month.
During the shutdown, he could only spend so much time out by the pool, so he went online and began to truly study the artform and how he might be able to better use it to his advantage. He knew too many would be with him solely for the money, so as lonely as he was, he wanted someone who could truly be part of his life.
As restrictions began to ease, the privileged young man decided to go for a drive.
As the sweaty hithchiker introduced himself as Breckin, he also explained that few cars had gone by and the few that had were not willing to stop for a man they feared.
Little did Breckin know it was Jakob that should have been feared; then again, perhaps Jakob was exactly what the lost soul needed. Either way he was grateful as Jakob pushed play and the music helped his body, sore from walking, to really relax.
As he dozed off, he had strange dreams about being a poolboy.
Not at all, team. I”ve noticed he hasn’t said much though. Does he have a voice? Should I be signing?
Very nice, team. So if I say, ‘Slip down your boxer briefs’…. Nice! He’s already such a good boy.
“They said they had to put in earbuds to make sure they didn’t end up mindless too. But Joe overheard some and is even more of a dumb jock!”
“Whatever you want, Coach! Slave, boy, pup, he’ll be as you wish.”
“But his given name is Derrick, Sir.”
He’s quite the impressive specimen.