From: jerryg@pacbell.net (Jerry Gaither)
Subject: The Plummer
Date: Mon, 16 Dec 1996 07:32:42 GMT

                           The Plummer
by /\/\anfun

I had worked all night finishing a special project.  I gave it to
my boss just after nine in the morning when he got into the
office.  Then I headed home for some much needed rest.

When I got home, I fixed myself a drink and headed for the
shower.  I was letting the hot water beat down on my tired body,
forgetting all about water conservation.  Between the drink and
the hot water, I was falling asleep standing in the shower, when
the door bell rang.  I grabbed a towel, wrapped it around me and
went to the door.  It was the landlady.  "I didn't expect you to
be home, the plumbers are here to do work we talked about."  My
feeble brain kicked in about then.  She had talked to be about
putting in water saving devices, commode, shower and faucet
fixtures.  I told it was fine with me, that I was heading to bed
and was sure that nothing except an atom bomb would wake me, if
that would be enough.  I headed for my bedroom, I laded down on
the bed and hit the TV remote.

Boy, did I crash.  I still don't remember what was on TV, the
next thing I remember was a knocking on my bedroom door.  Which
opened, an a red headed blur, was saying, "We've finished, could
you sign our work order?"  In my most intelligent voice, from my
sprawled position on my bed I said, "Huh? What's? Ahmmmm....."
With the grace of a ballet dancer I got up and walked to the door
to sign my name, eyes still half closed.  I only stumbled twice
on the way.  I opened the bedroom door further and reached for
the piece of paper and pen.  "Here's were you sign," the voice
said.  Still in a trance.  The voice spoke again, "Uh, Sir, do
you always lead with a sword like that?"

Something told me it was time to come out of my fog and quickly.
Standing before me was a red headed, green eyed kid, with that
white skin of red heads.  He was about 25 or so, well built with
just an hint softness.  It was then I realized my own condition.
The towel I had on was still on the bed, and the only thing that
greeted my visitor was a hard cock sticking straight out at him.
The gleam in his eyes told me that he liked what he saw.  I
reached out and groped him, only to find a hard piece of meat
there also.  He fell to his knees and devoured my cock to the
hilt.  His mouth vacuumed every inch of my cock.  The warmth of
his mouth sent my flying, my whole body reponed to his sucking.
Within minutes I was flooding his mouth with my cum, spurt after
spurt bathing his throat.  Just then another voice broke the
spell, "Hey, Tony what's keeping ya?"  Tony got up and headed up
the hall, waving as he went.

I woke up later, with a wonderful glow, wondering if I had been
dreaming and if I had been, it was a good one.  I was pulling on
my jeans when the door bell rang.  I opened the door to see a red
headed, green eyed kid, with that white skin of red heads.  He
was about 25 or so, well built with just an hint softness.  "I
forgot to get the work order signed," he said. 
"That's okay, Tony, come on in and we will see what we can do
about it."

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                         Jerry Gaither

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