[SS-009] Seasoning

[SEASONING]

Tony received a private message in his linkedin account. Apparently, someone stumbled upon his professional account and was seeking for his services. Currently, he works as an assistant chef in a hospital restaurant. But he also do freelance during weekends if someone would hire him.

"Hi Tony, we read in your profile that you do home chef services for special events on weekends. My sweetheart and I are celebrating our anniversary with three friends at home next Saturday. Please email me as soon as you can if you're available. You info says you specialize in Italian and Persian dishes. Please offer us a menu we can choose from. Also, please inform us about your rates."

Excited with the idea of earning extra, Tony responded to the potential customer immediately. After having his proposed meal approved and getting his initial payment, he finalized his plans for the anniversary party.

Tony arrived at the mansion early that Saturday together with all his ingredients and cooking equipment. Welcoming him at the gate were two middle-aged men. Behind them are three other men, which he presumed were the guest friends. 

The man at the right spoke, "hello Tony. I'm the one you're corresponding with." Then he pointed to the other man beside him, "this is my partner. We are celebrating our third anniversary today."

Tony's eye widened, "oh... Okay, I didn't know I was going to work for a gay couple." He felt uncomfortable with the thought that he was going to cook for five homosexual men. 

"Is there a problem?" the man in the left asked.

Tony shook his head, "no... Not at all. I was just... surprised." He did not want to lose this deal just because of his homophobia. 

He was then lead to the big backyard of the house. There was an outdoor table set up near the swimming pool. He was asked to cook at a wooden cottage at the corner of the backyard.

While walking, he could overhear the five men whispering, "my gosh. His profile pic did not lie. He is handsome. And my is he so hunky too!"

He mustered all the temperance he had. Just one night Tony, just one night. Leave as soon as you're done cooking and you're paid. He told himself.

In the middle of his cooking, one of the partners came to him and gave him a small bottle with clear liquid, "hey, in all of the dishes cook, you just sprinkle some of this very secret seasoning I inherited from my grandparents. They make foods more delcious." Then he left.

Normally, Tony would not approve putting unknown spices on his recipes. But he did not want to argue. It was the client's request. They are the ones to eat it anyway.

So, he opened the bottle and sprinkled some of the fluid on the chicken he was heating. When the liquid touched the pan, the it released a peculiar aroma. When the smell reached his nostrils, he became less tensed. He tasted his cooking and indeed it tasted better.

Convinced by its enhancing effect on the food, Tony added the secret seasoning into the food more liberally. Each time he would pour the fluid, he would smell that aroma, and he would feel more light headed and hot. 

The other partner visited him, "you're sweating a lot, Tony. You better take your top off."

Without thinking, Tony unbuttoned his chef coat and continued working half naked. The man stared at him for a few seconds then went back to the dining area.

Normally, Tony would feel awkward being undressed around gay men. But somehow tonight, he was just willing to be less uptight. 

The he continued adding the secret ingredient to his cooking. The effect of the aroma on him heightened. This time, he was feeling more horny.

After cooking, he served all his finished dishes to his clients. The five of them ogled at his near nakedness while he was going around the table attending to their needs.

When they all finished dinner, one of the men exclaimed, "no dessert?"

"I was intending to make one, but you removed it from the menu remember?" explained Tony.

"No worries. The dessert is here among us," the corresponding partner said grinning. He took out another bottle of the special seasoning and walked to the chef.

Tony stayed standing frozen and flinched in his place while the man poured the substance all over his chest, abs, back and arms. The man started licking the liquid on his skin. The other men all moved to Tony and tasted the seasoning in other parts of his body.

Tony closed his eyes, succumbing to the strangely exciting feeling of seasoning and saliva on his skin.