Date: Thu, 7 Apr 2011 18:57:09 -0700 (PDT) From: Nathan Amsterdamn Subject: The New Apprentice The following story is an erotic work of fiction. If you are not of legal age to read stories of this nature or you are offended by the subject matter contained herein do not read any further. This work is protected by all applicable copyright laws. E-mail: nathanamsterdamn "at" yahoo "dot" com Subject line: The New Apprentice The New Apprentice Handsome Derek Hood was passing out advertisement fliers throughout the small Florida town where he lived. After a day of walking the streets he was weary and smelled of sweat. He only had about a half dozen or so leaflets left when he came upon a house where he heard laughter and splashing coming from the backyard. Derek pressed the doorbell button and waited. Finally, a good-looking woman in her forties answered the door with a ravishing teenage girl following close behind. Derek introduced himself, "Good afternoon, I'm Derek Hood. I own a handyman service," handing the lady one of his handbills outlining his specialties. "Thank you young man," the lady replied accepting the piece of yellow paper. As she read over the leaflet she said, "You're in luck. My son or one of his friends pushed the screen out of one of the lanai panels last night." "I'll be glad to take a look and give you an estimate." "Come on in. Oh, this is my daughter Sarah and I'm Betty Cook." After shaking hands Derek followed the two women through the house to the rear where Derek could see the back patio and pool were fully screened. He further noticed that about half the screen fabric was pushed out of the frame. As he was sizing up the job a young man in red bathing trunks climbing out of the pool caught his eye, and what a great-looking specimen he was. The redheaded young man began approaching saying, "I told you I'd fix the screen, mom." "Adin, this is Derek Hood. He's a local handyman." The two young men shook hands. Derek's eyes drank in the beauty of the younger man's creamy body with the little rust colored spots on his shoulders and upper chest. The wet swim wear outlined what appeared to be an average flaccid penis. The boy's slender body was an immediate temptation. If Derek were alone with the young man he would have been tempted to drop to his knees, pull the wet trunks down and begin performing CPR on Adin's flaccid fuck stick to bring it life. "Tell you what. It's getting late in the day. If you'll help me screen the panel Adin I won't charge your mom." "Deal," Adin said, "me and my friends were goofing around last night and we screwed it up." "Been there done that," Derek said as he turned to walk back towards the front of the house saying, "Let me go get my tools and I'll be back in a few." As Derek walked down the street to his van he could get Adin out of his head. His manhood was coming to life. Derek returned a few minutes later with the tools needed to do the job. He quickly began pulling the spline from the groove in the aluminum frame. There were no tears in the fabric and the spline was still pliable, so he wouldn't need any new product. Once the spline had been peeled back Derek pulled the screen wire back into place with a special tool. Derek asked Adin to hold the screen in place while he began using the double ended rolling tool to seat the screen and then roll the spline back into the groove securing the screen fabric. "Done," Derek said. "Wow, that was quick," Adin replied "Easy when you got the tools and know how," Derek said. Impressed with Derek's quick work Betty asked, "Would you care to stay for dinner, Derek?" "I don't want to impose." "No imposition," Betty replied, "I've got plenty of food." "Okay, you talked be into dinner and I am beat after a day walking the streets in the humid heat." "Too bad you don't have any swim trunks, Derek. I'd offer you a pair of mine, but you're a little too big to fit into mine." "I got a pair in my van." "Go get them and we'll swim while mom and sis get dinner started." Derek took his tools back to his van that was now parked in front of the Cook's house to search for the swim trunks. He returned and changed into his swim wear. After a few laps and some horse play Adin's mom yelled at the two boys that there was cold beer and chips. The two got out of the pool threw towels around themselves and each got a beer. As the two boys drank they made small talk. Derek learned that Adin was twenty-four and had recently been discharged from the Air Force. He was living with his mother and sister until he got a job and place of his own. All the time Derek was studying the two pink nipples that seemed to be standing at attention on Adin's chest, thinking about what Adin might look like in a complete state of undress. Mrs. Cook and her daughter set the food on the table. There were burgers with all the fixings, macaroni salad and chips; plus, more beer for the boys. All dug in cleaning up all the food. Mrs. Cook sat two more beers in front of the guys as she and her daughter finished clearing the table. When all was done the women returned to enjoy the evening. "So, how long have you been doing handyman work, Derek?" Mrs. Cook asked. "Since I got out of the Army. There was no work when I got out, so I started doing what I knew best. Before I knew it I had to hire a helper and then another and another. I got three teams working all over the surrounding counties. Now, I just find the work, pass it along to an available team and do the light stuff myself." "That's what you may have to do Adin," Mrs. Cook said to her son. "So, what kind of skills and talents do you have Adin?" Derek asked. "Joined the Air Force after high school and that's about all I've done all my life. I am pretty good with computers," the younger man said. "You want to go to work for me?" Derek asked. "I'm no mechanic like you." "I'll bet you can walk around and pass out fliers, work in an office answering phones and doing computer work. Have you ever done billing?" "Not really, but I did take accounting classes." Derek made Adin an offer, "I'll start you off at ten dollars an hour and teach you as you go." Betty spoke up saying, "You better take the job son. Ten dollars an hour is not bad in this depressed economy." Derek and Adin turned towards each other and shook hands sealing the deal. Mrs. Cook was pleased. "Here's my business card. Do you know where the address is located, Adin?" "Yeah. My only problem is I don't have a car yet so I'll have to see what kind of arrangements I can make with mom to get me there for work tomorrow." "Or, you can go with me. I got an extra room at my place. That way you don't have to burden your mom." "Cool." "Oh, I've even got a pool too," Derek replied. "You better get some clothes and you toiletries together if you're going to stay and work for Derek," Betty told her son. Adin excused himself while Betty continued talking to Derek. "I want to thank you so much for offering Adin a job." "I needed a new apprentice." "I am indeed grateful to you for giving him the opportunity." Derek thought to himself how grateful he was to meet Adin. He had a feeling that the chance meeting was going to turn into more than just a boss employee relationship. For some reason he felt that Adin was giving him the once over, but he would take things slow and see how the relationship developed.