Tristan's descend to depravity (Lavi Bookman & amol)

[amol]

Theodore B. Galverston the third was the heir to a vast fortune and a rather large pharmaceutical company. At the age of 25 he had just become the youngest CEO of Galverston Pharma. It had come as quite a surprise to Theo when his father died that he had to take over the family business but he did the best he could. He lived in a rather large mansion not far from the company's headquarters but still the workload had at first seemed to threaten to crush the man. Theodore had been advised to get an assistant that could take care of the menial tasks in his life that he could not be bothered with himself and after a month of constant stress he had caved in.

Theo had put an add out and had gotten several replies. He had rejected half of them because they had forgotten to put a picture of themselves in the application. Then some were rejected because he didn't want anyone older than himself. And a few more because of different reasons. That left him with a single applicant he wanted to speak to first - Tristan. He had sent an invitation to the young man to come to his mansion and he would arrive today at noon.

There was a knock on the door. It was one of the maids, Julia, a very well proportioned latina. "Master Galverston. There is a young man here, Tristan Row. He says he has an appointment."

Theodore looked up and smiled at her. The man had dark, almost black hair and striking blue eyes. His whole frame spoke of not just economical power but also of physical. He was 6'2" tall and was weighing around 180 pounds all of it muscles. After 1 PM he had a slight stubble on his cheek. "Of cause Julia. Let him in." Theo sat behind a large mahogany desk that had belonged to his father. The chair he sat on was several inches taller than the remaining chairs in the room giving a feeling of power to the man behind the desk, not that Theo needed anything to feel powerful.

 

[Lavi Bookman]

Tristan Rowe was twenty-two and stood a few inches shorter than his potential employer. He had shoulder length red hair and baby blue eyes which had captured the hearts of countless people. Of course, needless to say he was quite a catch when it came to good looks. Back in high school he had been one of the popular kids and had excelled at sports, in particular soccer where he had been the ace striker and worn the #10 jersey. But he hadn't pursued a sports career when he had graduated, instead he had focused on his true passion. Cooking delicious food and serving it up to his family and friends. He had participated in various non-professional competitions in the past and had won them all.

Due to his skill. But what he really wanted was to make a living in food and his goal was to try food from all over the world and replicate it, so everyone could taste different cultures in a single bite. But in order to do something like that, he needed money and that was one thing he didn't have. So he had to take on small jobs here and there as he continued to perfect his craft and hone his skill. Tristan's parents had left him $200,000 when they had died but that wasn't enough to make his dreams come true. He needed to save up more in order to make a difference.

The redhead had a plan in mind to become a food critic first and then a cook after four years of being a critic. Becoming a critic was of great importance since it was where he would develop his palate and find out how good he really was. Devoting himself to cooking after that and developing his craft came afterward. But buying or setting up a restaurant was expensive, along with hiring other cooks, servers and the rest of the staff. There were many things to think about here. And his time spent as a food critic would be expensive too due to travel expenses and the food he would eat, since he wasn't established as a food critic yet. That was why he was saving up so much money right now.

So when he did make his mark on the world, he would still have enough money to survive in case things fell through.

Tristan took a deep breath and let it out slowly as he stood before the mansion where his potential employer had called for an interview. He could do this, all he needed to do was relax and do his best and things would fall into place. That was what he kept telling himself anyway. There were probably many other candidates who also wanted to work here since it paid so well and was for such a prestigious business. Oh, the door had opened. Tristan extended his hand to the person who had answered it. "Tristan Rowe. I had an appointment with Mr. Galverston?" He said and waited for the maid to return after confirming with the master of the house. Once he had been admitted, Tristan walked with the female.

Until they reached their destination. He crossed the short distance between him and his potential employer, soon after entering. "Tristan Rowe. It's a pleasure to meet you, sir." He said with a smile and then took a seat across from the main desk in front of him.

What kind of questions would the other male ask of him?

 

[amol]

Theodore sat behind his large desk when Tristan entered. "Good day Mr. Rowe. It's good that you could come for this interview." He smiled a genuine and gentle smile, showing off his white teeth. "I am Theodore Galverston as you already deducted." Theo looked over the other male with scrutinizing eyes. Tristan was good looking and had a nice smile and very interesting eyes. Not a bad first impression. The CEO did know when he saw something he liked. And he actually liked how Tristan looked. Theo was bisexual and had he met a person like Tristan in a bar he would have considered bringing him home. But this was work. But still it never hurt to have something good to look at when working.

"As you may know. I run a rather large pharmaceutical company. And truth be told it's not an easy task. Therefore I need a personal assistant. I have secretaries to take care of my work calender and all that. But I really need someone to manage my day to day business when I'm not at the company. That means someone that know my calender, knows when I get up in the morning and have my coffee ready, someone that makes sure that a car picks me up at the right time and the right place. All those menial tasks that I really don't want to bother myself with." He looked Tristan in the eyes. "I need someone that can work hard, have a good discipline and someone that can live here at the mansion with me. There lives no one else here but me. The regular staff leave in the evening. But I need an assistant that in reality is at work twenty four hours a day, seven days a week. I know can be tough hours but the pay does take this into consideration."

Theodore sat back in his seat, "Is that something you can do Tristan? Would you be able to work under such conditions?" Theo hoped that the other would be able to. First of all he was something to look at and secondly the two others he had called in for the interview had bailed when they heard of the workload the job had.

 

[Lavi Bookman]

Of course it was normal for a potential employer to look over their potential employees, after all how else could one decide whether or not the candidate was suited for the job in question? But it still didn't make it feel any less comfortable to be stared at by someone you didn't know. Tristan felt a little chill run down his spine but ignored it and tried to concentrate on what Theodore was saying to him about the job he was applying for. Oh, so he wasn't looking for a personal assistant for the business part, that was rather unexpected. "I see. I didn't expect the position to be something of that nature but I think I can do it if you'll have me. But I do have one condition." The redhead paused for a moment.

He wasn't sure if he should bring up the matter during an interview but if he was going to essentially give this man his life, it needed to be said. "When I'm not working for you, can I use the kitchen however I want? I'm aspiring to be a chef in the world and need to get in all the practice I can." If Theodore could meet his needs on this matter, Tristan would have no problem taking on the job in question. He could give up his apartment too since his lease was almost done for this year which was quite convenient for him. Sure, he'd have to pay for another three months but that was nothing compared to the money he'd get for this job. "If you can agree to my one condition, I'd be happy to take the job."

Tristan said with a smile and waited to see how the other male would react.

 

[amol]

Theodore nodded at Tristan's request. It wasn't like he himself was ever going to use the kitchen. "Well I do expect you to cook from time to time, so I see no problems in you using the kitchen in your spare time." He sat back and studied the other man. "But I'm sorry to say that this job won't give you much spare time. I need your assistance most of the time, but whenever you have some time you are free to spend it as you wish."

Theodore opened a drawer in his desk and produced some sheets of paper. "If you like here's the contract. As you will notice it binds you for one year. Should we both want to extend the contract after that then we can do it." Theodore scribbled his name on the last page of the contract and then pushed it to Tristan. "If you sign here then I think we are good to go. I'd like you to start as soon as possible, if at all possible then tomorrow. If you have any expenses because of this, moving stuff, getting out of a lease of your apartment and such, then I'll settle the financial issues. The sooner you can start the better."

 

[Lavi Bookman]

"Of course, I am here to serve your needs." Tristan told him with a slight smile and inclined his head to the other male. A few strands of red hair fell into his eyes soon afterward and he reached up to tuck them behind an ear. He reached out and brought the sheet of paper closer to him, in order to be able to read the contents easier. Once he had made sure the contract said everything he had been told and didn't have any hidden clauses to it, he signed it and gave it back to his new employer. Tristan blinked when Theodore spoke of taking care of anything financial in his life and nodded. "That would actually be very helpful, I currently have three months left on my lease." He hadn't expected something like this.

But it was quite helpful. "If you could take care of things it would be much appreciated and I could start tomorrow if you like. Should I start moving in today?" Tristan asked as he waited to hear what the other male would have to say about this sudden development.

 

[amol]

Theodore smiled. "That would be very good if you could move in today and start tomorrow." He found a telephone number in his appointment book, "Here call this number and tell them you need help moving. They'll send someone to assist you." He the got up from his seat, "I'm looking forward to seeing you in the house this evening then." Theo had another meeting so he got Tristan out of the door as fast as possible to attend it.

<time shift -
The evening>

Theodore got home late as he had every day for way to many days now. He had all but forgotten that he had told Tristan to move his things. All he could thing about was that his day people had arranged some food for him that would be waiting. It was most likely cold and boring already but it was food after all. And with a bottle of wine along with the food he would be fine. Then he'd put his feet on the table and fall asleep in his arm chair, only to awake around 2 AM to stagger to bed.

 

[Lavi Bookman]

Today had worked out better than he would have ever thought it would and he now had a nice job with great pay for at least a year. That is unless he got fired but he didn't think something like that would happen because how hard could it be to be a personal assistant at a house? As long as Theodore didn't have OCD, Tristan was sure he could make the other male happy with his performance. Earlier, he had gone through his belongings and had only kept the things that he actually used on a daily basis, some photograph albums of his family and friends and stuff that could never be replaced. Everything else, he had donated to a Salvation Army which in turn would give him a discount on his taxes later on.

He had been shown to a room that one of the butlers had said would be his and spent the rest of the afternoon setting his belongings up in there. Once he was finished, he headed to the kitchen so he could make something nice for the master of the house when he came home.

When Theodore returned to the mansion, he would find a nice, hot meal of Fettucine Salsiccia E Pomodoro waiting for him on the dinner table. Essentially this particular meal was comprised of pasta, Italian sausage, garlic, tomatoes, peas, half and half, Parmesan cheese and some salt and pepper. A delicious Italian meal that Tristan had cooked up for his new employer to welcome him back home after a hard day's work. A bottle of wine was even on the table along with a wine glass, for Theodore's drinking pleasure. The butler had told him when Theodore tended to return home and the redhead had made sure to time it so it was done right before the master walked in the door. He hoped the other male would enjoy the food and headed for the bathroom to take a shower and clean up a little since all the cooking had made him somewhat hot and sweaty.

The last thing he wanted to do was put forth an unkempt appearance.

Tristan was fairly certain he'd had more than enough time to shower before Theodore was finished with his meal and so didn't bother to lock the door. Even if Theodore happened to head to the bathroom, he'd hear the water running in the shower and wouldn't come in, right? With that thought in mind, Tristan shed his clothes and placed them on top of the toilet seat as he stepped into the shower. The waters felt extremely good and he closed his eyes as he soaped up his body. One hand wrapped around his cock and started to stroke it, he hadn't masturbated at all today and he needed relief desperately. What better way to relieve himself than in the shower where the waters could wash all traces of semen away?

 

[amol]

To Theodore it was a very pleasant surprise to find the hot food waiting for him when he arrived home. He was already very happy that he had hired Tristan. He sat for a while enjoying his wine after he had eaten dinner. Then he thought about going and thanking Tristan. His new assistant deserved thanks.

So Theo went to Tristan's room. He could see that his new assistant had moved in but he was no where in sight. Then Theodore went to the bathroom. He could hear the water running but he also found that the door was open and he reasoned that if the door was open then Tristan hadn't gotten into the shower yet. He opened the door silently and was greeted by the sight of Tristan in the shower masturbating. Theodore was a little shocked by the sight but also he felt that he was getting aroused by the sight. And instead of turning away and giving Tristan some privacy he just stood there, making sure he wasn't easily seen from the shower.

 

[Lavi Bookman]

Tristan didn't hear the door open due to the sound of rushing water in the shower and continued to masterbate as he attempted to reach that climax that would make him explode in a fit of passion in the small enclosed space. "...ah!" The redhead gasped out as he reached his orgasm and shot all over himself as the waters washed all traces of the sticky fluid away and down the drain. He let out a little sigh as he opened his eyes and rather abruptly became aware of the fact that someone was watching him from behind the transparent shower curtain. Oh god. "Theodore?!" Tristan exclaimed as his cheeks turned decidedly pink and for a moment he had no clue what to say or think.

This was not exactly the sort of situation he wanted his new boss to see him in and it was quite embarrassing for him in particular. He resisted the urge to cover his parts up, after all Theodore had already seen everything up to this point which made him avert his eyes. Tristan turned around in the shower, inadvertently presenting Theodore with a nice view of his ass this time around. "Um, can you please turn around?" He asked, feeling as if his face was on fire. All he wanted to do was get out of the shower and into a towel but he couldn't very well do that while Theodore watched, could he? What the hell was he doing in here anyway?!

 

[amol]

Watching Tristan masturbate and shooting his load over himself had gotten Theodore all hard and hot. The smaller male looked very good naked and he had just the kind of fine and sexy body type that Theodore desired. It really didn't bother Theodore that Tristan saw him looking at him in the shower. He just licked his lips and smiled at the man in the shower. "Well... It seems you are feeling at home already. That's good. I hope you enjoy yourself here." He sipped the glass of wine he still had in his hand, "I was however just going to tell you how much I enjoyed what you've done for me," He rubbed the growing erection he had in his pants, "It was very good, not what I'm used to when I get home from work. But I can get used to it." He raised the glass, "And really a good wine you had found for the pasta."

With that he finally turned. He was very hard and desperately needed to get off. He went to his room and when he got there he stripped. He looked at himself in the mirror and was as usual happy with what he saw. His muscles was well defined and he was now having an erection that was as hard as ever. Theodore was rather large and quite wide, a fact that he was proud of. But sadly he had to admit, he rarely got to use it on anything but his own hand. He laid on the bed and started to stroke his cock.

 

[Lavi Bookman]

Oh that had been embarrassing and rather awkward to have been seen by his new employer in a most inappropriate manner. Tristan shook his head as he dressed and then came out of the bathroom to head to his own room where he took off his shirt and began to clean up around the room. Since it was getting late, he decided to finish straightening up and then go to bed. After all, tomorrow he'd be starting as Theodore's personal assistant which was bound to be interesting, considering the job description. He stifled a yawn and then got into bed and drew the covers up over himself as he closed his eyes. Tomorrow would be fun, that much he was sure of, as long as Theodore didn't speak of the shower.

The last thing he wanted to do was talk about what Theodore had seen. Next time he'd be sure and lock the door before stripping.