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"I'm Online today"

When he sends that text to his buddies, that means they're playing video games together. When he sends it to me, that mean's I should head over and clean his apartment.

It's silent clockwork these days. When his text pops up, I drop what I'm doing and scurry over to his apartment. I have my own key and let myself in, no special clothes or instructions at all besides "clean."

This isn't a kink for him. He doesn't care who I am or what I actually do when I'm there. He's just an Alpha enjoying the service of his neighborhood fag. I begged him to let me do it, on my knees BEGGED him to let me clean for him. All he did was shrug and let me in the first time. Eventually he gave me my own key so he didn't have to bother getting up to let me in.

He sits there and games for hours on end while I work around him. Pick up his clothes he haphazardly threw around the room and put them in the washer. Find all the wrappers, beer cans, and other trash lying around and take it all to the dumpster. I scrub his toilet of piss stains and wash the beard trimming from the sink. I wash all the dishes and prep his meals for the week. I keep working until his place is nice and tidy to my own standards, since his are few.

Then I just leave. I lock the door behind me and leave him to his games. No words are spoken, no acknowledgment from him, just a silent service from the fag next door.

It's beautiful really, an Alpha like him shouldn't have to worry about menial chores, and even less about giving instruction. Similarly, a service sub should know exactly what it takes to keep a house in order. We both fulfill our roles without the need of validation from each other.