It took some adjustment for Daniel. Letting a richer older man start looking after and grooming you seemed submissive at first. It went against his nature as a dominant top - a cocky gay part-time bartender. He didn't fuck with anyone over 35, for obvious reasons.
But this man who propositioned him... he was not attractive, not hung, Dan wouldn't have fucked him with four condoms on, but when a friend of a friend puts $5k on the bar in cash and invites you to a weekend at his beach house. Well Dan needed both the money and the vacation.
He was assured there was no sex involved, just wanted to treat such a handsome young man and show him the good life Dan deserved.
Dan arrived, and was offered a drink, shown around the sprawling mansion, and then went for a dip in the massive private pool. Wow this was a palace! Definitely different to the crowded apartment in the city he had to rent.
After the swim, the gentleman was sat poolside and asked to have a chat with Dan. A housekeeper brought over some fresh drinks. 'Oh here we go with the creep' thought Dan, but actually all the guy wanted to do was compliment him. He said how good looking Dan was, commented on the smooth tan skin, the bone structure, the strong aesthetic body - really boosting Dan's ego.
"I can't imagine how you're surviving in the city, Daniel. You look like a prince but are worked and kept like a dog. The idea of you tending bars, serving the common people... while living with slobs who don't see how special you are... it's a crime honestly. Even the fact you've been going by Dan, like a common handyman. Daniel sounds so much more elegant and handsome, don't you think?"
It had been a while since anyone had made Dan... DANIEL, feel so uplifted. Usually it was just selfish twinks who called him Daddy, or creepy fatsos who he'd rather not think about. But this all made sense, Daniel was so attractive, so much better than the life he had been living.
"I think you suit this setting much more Daniel. You shouldn't be working, you should be a prince with an effortless life. You put the work into looking so good - that should be your focus. When was the last time you felt like you were truly important?"
"I think you might be the most important man alive, Daniel and it's time you felt like it. There's a wardrobe of designer clothes my ex left here when he moved to Milan. Why not dry off, try some on and see how you feel?"
Dan headed to the wardrobe - wow this place was a palace. He would truly love a place like this - wide open marble floors, expensive lounge areas, private gym... wow he'd really be living the good life in this place. He opened the closet doors and saw racks and racks of tailored designer suits, cotton, silk, linen... gold accessories... expensive athleisure and compression... he'd look like a proper model in these. He grabbed a nice shirt and pants, a gold chain and watch... they fitted his sculpted body perfectly. He felt perfect. In the mirror he saw- a prince. Daniel.
Yeah, this should be his life.
He strolled back down to the pool to see that creepy old fag waiting with a smile on his face. "Do you like it, Daniel?"
"It's everything I've ever needed."
"You deserve it. It's yours now. All of this is yours, you just have to own it."
Daniel raised an eyebrow- "What about you?"
"Me? Oh I don't matter at all - I knew I didn't deserve this. This wealth and power has just been waiting for you. You're the centre of the universe, Daniel"
"Call me Sir, you creep. And then get the fuck off my property."
Daniel snapped his finger for the housekeeper and then laid back by the pool. It was good to be the king
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