Career Path -- Part 2

The next morning he was up earlier than normal. He wanted to get to the office before The Five arrived, so he could have their coffee ready for them when they got there. He knew they'd be proud of him if he did this.

He was focused as he drove to work, wanting so much to be a good boy today, to make them happy with him.

He was glad when he arrived and saw he was the first one there. He let himself in, went to his office and, without thinking about it, took off his jacket, shirt and t-shirt. He went to the kitchen area and started the coffee. He placed a clean coffee mug at the desk of each of The Five.

Jerry was the first to arrive. When he was in his office and seated at his desk, Derek came in with the coffee pot. "Coffee, Sir?" "Yeah!" Derek poured it. "Good boy!" and Jerry rubbed his head. Derek felt really good.

Steve and Rick came in together. "Coffee, Sir?" he asked each in their respective offices. "Good boy" he heard from both. Steve rubbed his chest as he said this. Rick scratched him behind the ear. Derek knew the day was starting well.

When Tom arrived, Derek also poured his coffee, after which Derek was again told he was a good boy and had his ass patted.

Barry was the last to arrive. "Coffee Sir?"

"You were in early, boy?"

"Yes Sir."

"That's a good boy. Good boy, Derek!" and Barry ruffled his hair affectionately.

"Now, to work on those websites, boy!"

"Yes Sir!" Derek felt so good he almost scampered back to his office.

Three hours later, and after looking at several websites, some of which contained spirals and voices, Tom stuck his head into Derek's office. Derek was deeply focused on the computer screen. "Ready for our work out, Spike?" Derek, now Spike" answer "Yes Sir." Spike quickly grabbed his gym bag and hurried to catch up with Tom, walking immediately to his right. Tom stopped a couple of times on his way. Spike stopped as well and waited patiently and quietly until Tom started to walk again.

The work out went well. Spike handed the free weights to The Five and spotted them when they needed it. He did his own workout as well.

After the workout, they all showered together as usual. The Five laughed and joked. Spike washed them all down, soaping every part of their bodies, and making sure they were rinsed off. As Spike worked on each one's back, he would bend over to get a sniff of each one's ass so he'd remember one from the other.

After the shower, he dried each one off with a towel. He then showered himself. When he was dry, he put on his briefs but put his shoes, socks and pants in his gym bag.

On his way back to his office, he heard Rick yell "Spike! Come here, boy!"

Spike went into Rick's office.

"Spike, we've decided to take some R&R. Get a picnic lunch together and let's all head to the beach. Make sure you bring the Frisbee."

Knowing Spike did not bring anything to wear to the beach, Rick handed Spike a pair of black spandex bikini to wear. Tom and Steve had wandered in. While still in Rick's office, Spike shucked his briefs and put on the spandex. They all commented on how well they fit. Spike thought they were a bit tight, but if they looked good, then he guessed they fit and he was just not used to wearing tight Spandex.

They drove to Will Rogers State Beach in Santa Monica. Spike laid out the lunch and they all ate together. When Spike had cleaned it up, Barry called "Spike, get the Frisbee and bring it to me."

Spike quickly retrieved the Frisbee and just as quickly ran with it to Barry. "Good boy!" and Barry scratched behind his ear.

Barry started to throw the Frisbee who would run after it, catch it (or at least try) and then run it all the way back to Barry, holding it out until Barry took it. If Barry through it high, Spike jumped to get it, then ran it all the way back. If Barry overthrew the Frisbee, Spike ran to get it where it landed and brought it all the way back.

Next came Tom, then Jerry, the other two. With each, Spike waited next to them until they threw the Frisbee then ran as fast as he could to try to catch it. Sometimes he fell and The Five would laugh. Sometimes it curved back, and Spike had to change directions. The Five laughed at this as well. All in good fun, even when he would fall into the sand and they laughed so hard.

And every time he ran it back as fast as he could and handed them the Frisbee, they told him what a good boy he was, scratched bend his ear, ruffled his hair, scratched his chest, petted his back or ass.

Spike was having a great time when Jerry suggested they get back to the office and get some work done. "Good idea," Barry said. "Spike's got some more websites to review." The Five chuckled at this.

Spike cleaned up the stuff on the beach and they drove back along Santa Monica Blvd to the office where Spike put everything away while The Five held an executive meeting in the conference room.

Spike sat down at his desk and turned his attention back the computer and back to a couple more spirals.

At 5:30, The Five emerged from their meeting. "Time for home, Spike," Barry said, and The Five all walked out.

Spike stayed behind, tidied up the desks of each of The Five, took the coffee cups back, washed them and put them away, then emptied the trash, mopped the floor and cleaned the bathroom and shower.

When he was done, he went back to his office, put on his pants, shoes and socks, t-shirt and shirt, and drove home -- satisfied that he had made the right choice for a company to start his career with and sure that his bosses were all very pleased with him.