Chad went up the steps to the side porch at the back of the house. Chad had visited Brad at the frat house a couple times, but he always used the elegant front entrance. He had been in the backyard, and it had a huge wooden deck, lawn and pool. He remembered a twinky boy wearing only a Speedo serving drinks. Someone said that it was the current houseboy, and if Chad wanted to fuck him, just take him in one of the cabanas by the pool. It suddenly hit Chad he was now the current houseboy. He looked at the service entrance porch. It was ancient, and in disrepair. it reminded him of a horror film. He stepped on the first step. It creaked loudly and ominously. He creaked every step as he climbed on to the recessed old porch. He reached for the screen door handle.
A huge black dog appeared at the screendoor growling.
"Nice dog," said Chad tentatively, "I need to come in to make dinner..."
He touched the handle the dog barked.
A naked youth appeared in the doorway behind the dog. He looked exhausted and bruised.
"You the new houseboy," the naked guy said rather than asked.
"Yes, I am. Could you restrain your dog, so I can come in?" Chad asked.
"Not my dog. It won't let you I'm until you take off your clothes. Didn't they tell you?" sighed the naked guy.
"They told me to go and read the manual on the kitchen counter then"
"Bastards. Sweet bastards. Okay, set the groceries on the porch by the door. I'll bring them in. Hang your clothes up in the cupboard next to the door. The birthday suit is the houseboy's indoor uniform. You will find Speedos hanging near the front, dining room, and deck doors if you have to greet or serve guests. The men of the house prefer the houseboy naked."
Chad set the bags down, opened the cupboard, and paused. His missing school clothing and shoes were already in the closet. There were empty hangers next to it. He began to strip, as the naked guy picked up two of the ten bags. He had hung up all the green clothes and stood naked on the porch as the last two bags disappeared through the service door.
"Well come in already," the naked guy ordered.
This time the dog didn't bark or growl at Chad as he reached for the door handle. It watched Chad silently as he entered, and came up next to Chad. His big furry body guided Chad around to the red notebook at the far end of the kitchen.
"Well, read up, cleanup, and have dinner ready at 6:30 pm. I gotta go," the naked guy said. Chad noticed he was badly bruised all over.
Chad was staring at the thick manual.
Chad heard the screen door swinging, and looked to see the bareassed youth exiting naked. He walked back over to the screen to apologize about the condition of the green suit. He assumed the naked guy would wear it, but instead the tiny guy was dressing in Chad's old oversized clothes.
"I think those might be too-" Chad stopped before saying big because the former house boy was now a head taller, and growing to fill Chad's extra large clothing. He gaped, he recognized the quarterback from Washington High. He remembered Brad mentioning that one of his frat bro's brothers was on Washington's team, and that they had bet on the game. Chad's team one, so Brad won, but he added he lost on the spread. Chad frowned was he the new houseboy because Brad lost a bet? He asked uncertainly, "Mitch?"
"I was. I am. I hope I grow back to my old size. This stuff is okay, but I was 6'5" before. Oh, I heard Johnny's bro is next after you. Johnny's only 5'6", no idea how big his kid bro is. Hope you grow back too, kid. Bye."
Mitch turned and walked down the ominously squeaking steps. When he got to the bottom, he turned back looking at the small blond naked twink houseboy in the doorway.
He sighed, and said," You better get a move on, boy. The only thing the men of the house like more than getting dinner on time is beating the houseboy for its failures. They keep the kitchen clock 10 minutes slow. Good luck, boy." He limped toward the front sidewalk muttering,"you'll need it."