Hiring a house boy

In September I was in an unexpected car accident. After surgery and five days on the rehabilitation wing of the university hospital my doctor said I could go home only if I had some assistance with daily task. After having my ankle rebuilt with plates and screws I was in no position to be back to my normal routine any time soon. One of my colleagues told me a young man was renting his sisters garage apartment and could use the extra income. After making a couple of contacts I sent the college student, Daniel a text. We messaged back and forth. He was a Sophomore majoring in biology and wanted to go to physical therapy school once he graduated. I told him some of the task I would need. Grocery pick up, laundry, and getting to my physical therapy appointments. That afternoon I texted Daniel my home address, etc....he said he would meet me tomorrow at my home by noon. When my coworker drove me home I was impressed to see a vintage 1977 MG sitting in my driveway. After greetings and hellos Daniel helped me get inside. Damn, he smelled amazing. He helped me get to my sofa. Took my crutches and helped me elevate my foot. I realized how strong yet gentle he was. He sat with his phone and made a list of general task. After an hour doordash was right on time and had delivered food. Daniel was eager to find plates, napkins, etc...it was time for pain meds. He was on top of that....once we ate and talked more...I interrupted him and said I needed to pee. He was right beside me, I had light weight sweatpants on...he positioned my crutches to the side and matter of fact pulled the draw String and pulled my pants down resting under my balls. * I wasn’t wearing underwear or a jockstrap...but hanging free. He looked away but I felt his strong hand on the small of my back right above my ass. Once I finished he took a piece of toilet paper and dapped my piss slit. He pulled up my sweats and ran the water so we both washed our hands. My pain meds were kicking in and I knew I was ready to nap. He got me to the sofa. Positioned my foot, leg and all I remember was how fucking amazing he smelled once he adjusted my pillow. When I woke up I heard voices. Daniel was on the phone talking to one of his friends. Within 30 Minutes a guy was at the door dropping off a bag of Daniels stuff. He looked at me and in a very direct response he said he was staying overnight a few days. I told him that wasn’t necessary. He grinned at me and said, when my uncle had his knee replacement surgery last year that’s where he learned a great deal on the topic of rehabilitation and he knew he wanted to be a physical therapist. After dinner he cleaned up, made a list of items for the kitchen, and he used my phone to place a Walmart pick up order. Around midnight I told him I needed a bathroom trip and ready for bed. Once we got to the bathroom he assisted me in getting out of my clothes and he took a warm washcloth and washed me off. He had gone to my bedroom and got a fresh pair of sleep shorts. He managed to get me in bed. He arranged my pillows, charged my phone and them proceeded to get undressed. I looked...he spoke, I’m sleeping with you. No problem with that. He wore a royal blue pair of boxer briefs after he returned from the shower. We chatted some and I drifted off. About 3 o’clock I had to use the bathroom. I tried to get up by myself and I felt Daniels strong hand on my shoulder. He did not say a word...got up to my side of the bed and placed a walker in front of me. Man, I had to piss like a racehorse. After my steady steam stopped Daniel got me back into bed. I could hear him taking a piss. He has a great looking ass from what I saw from my side of the bed. He reached over me...took my phone and placed it on his side of the night stand. This kid liked taking control. I didn’t argue. I told him thanks and quickly went back to sleep. The next morning I smelled coffee and heard noises in my kitchen. Typically I ate fruit and a bagel if I took time for breakfast. Daniel came to the bedroom again looking gorgeous in his boxer briefs and his morning jock pouch was plump full. He helped me to the bathroom and got me to the sofa. Breakfast was French toast, cut up bananas, strawberries and coffee. We chatted about my weekend plans, physical therapy twice a week. I took a six week medical leave from the university. He smiled and said he was going to take my class this semester but he couldn’t get in ...it was full. He went on to say I was one of the more popular professors on campus. As a tenured English professor I loved my job and my class on Truman Capote and Harper Lee’s relationship was very Popular.

After breakfast he cleaned the kitchen and arranged the my room for some in home therapy exercises. After three sets of each foot, leg exercises he placed a hand on my thigh and massaged it with a skilled touch. I couldn’t help it...I tented my gym shorts and didn’t give a fuck. He said...ok, time for a shower. He sat the bench in my walk in shower...wrapped my foot in a trash bag and wrapped it with duct tape. He got my body wash, wash cloth, towel. Etc...about 3 minutes into the shower he said, excuse me...he stripped off his boxer briefs and was hard and not bashful. I felt his cock rubbing against my right shoulder. I turned to my side and tenderly lick his cock. I focused on his head as he washed my chest and placed his soapy hand on my dick. His touch was phenomenal. He bent down and kissed me. I told him...turn off water...let’s go to the bedroom. We were excited, hungry, and ready to explore......fuck, the boy could kiss. We got in 69 position and I focused my attention on his beautiful balls. Licking, cupping them...sucking each one...rolling it in my warm mouth. His precum leaking against my beard. He was a skilled cocksucker. I wet a finger and teased his pink hole. I was attentive and eventually got three fingers in him. He repositioned his body over my cock and lowered his hungry hole on to my throbbing dick. He placed his hands on my chest. I spoke in a soft voice....don’t let me hurt your foot, leg. God...I had jacked off late at night while I was at rehab but to have a tight ass riding my dick....good god...it was phenomenal. I tried to pace myself, but I filled the condom full within minutes. Once he climbed off my cock he worked his body up to my chest and face fucked me. He shot his hot, creamy load down my throat. Man, I slept like a baby that night. The next day he drove me to physical therapy. He was very attentive while I worked with my therapists. My medical leave was for six weeks. By week five Daniel was still staying with me. I could have managed on my own but we definitely enjoyed this arrangement. After the second week he said he didn’t want to take my money. That was out of the question. The spring semester he registered for my class. I told him that was not a wise choice. Due to my position, with us living together and if he were my student it would definitely complicate things. By spring break we rented a house at the outer banks and enjoyed a week of sex, leisure, Midnight fucks on the beach and realize we were falling deep for each other. Three years later Daniel entered physical therapy school at University of North Carolina Chapel Hill. I remained on staff at Wake Forest. This past fall we celebrated our tenth anniversary. I’m so thankful he lets me love him everyday.