Date: Sun, 27 Jan 2002 22:32:30 +0000 From: S S <ldnsimon@hotmail.com> Subject: Plumber Gets His Customer Disclaimer: This story contains scenes of sex between males. If it bothers you, leave this page. This story is entirely fictional. Any resemblance with any real person or event is not intentional. This work is copyright by the author and commercial use is prohibited without permission. If you have any comments or suggestions you can email me at ldnsimon@hotmail.com Plumber Gets His Customer I was at home in my Central London flat which I lived in with my flatmate Mark. Mark and I were both straight and both had girlfriends. With relationships and busy jobs we rarely saw each other, except in the gym as we both worked out at least 4 times a week.. Aged 25 and working out so frequently, we were both good looking and had our choice of girls. It was on a Tuesday night when I ran into Mark in the changing rooms at the gym. He was about to start his workout as I was leaving. As usual we used this fleeting encounter to quickly catch up on bills or other matters regarding the flat. Mark said he was going to be at his girlfriends for the next couple of days, but asked if I would make sure I was in the flat for the plumber who would turn up at some time on Wednesday to fix our leaking kitchen sink. I was not so pleased at this, it was typical for plumbers not to state a time and I would have to arrange to work from home all day. As my girlfriend was expecting me to stay over that night I'd have to put seeing her on ice in case the plumber turned up first thing. Still, as I had been with her for a few nights a break would be no bad thing. Wednesday morning came and I got up about 8am. I had some breakfast and at about 9am I decided to take a shower. I undressed and ran the shower when the doorbell rang. Typical that the plumber would turn up as soon as I was due to take a shower. I wrapped a towel around me and buzzed the plumber up. I opened the door to let him in "You must be the plumber" I said "Sure, my name is John. Is this a bad time?" he replied, looking me up and down and probably wondering why a customer chose to meet him in a towel. It was a bad time, but there was no way I was going to turn him away when we had managed to get him to turn up; "Not at all. I was about to take a shower. I'll let you get started and then I'll finish up. My name is Peter by the way" "No problem, just show me to the kitchen Pete" he replied John was in his late 30s, around 6' tall, and a good looking guy, with very black cropped hair, quite stocky but fit at the same time.. He was wearing a blue boiler suit and had it unbuttoned half way down his obviously smooth chest, revealing a tight white vest underneath. He had very broad shoulders and as such looked like a powerful guy. I took him through to the kitchen, still with my towel around me. I then opened the cupboard under the sink "Here you go", I said "the sink has been leaking for a week or so on and off" "No problem, I'll sort it. This sort of thing is normal enough, you get back to your shower" he replied, and put a hand on my shoulder. I looked at him and he was staring into my eyes, we looked at each other for a second or 2, and I felt slightly strange, feeling like I knew this guy or something. "Sure, if it is OK with you" I said, wanting to finish getting ready. "No problem, leave me to it, take as long as you need" said John. I left him opening his toolbox and apparently getting stuck in to sort our sink problem. I took about 10 minutes in the shower, my muscles were tired from the workout the night before. The nice thing about working from home is that you can take your time getting cleaned up in the morning. I was feeling quite horny for some reason, and started to stroke my cock, but as I got hard I realised I needed to be getting out as the plumber was still there. I got out of the shower and did a rough drying off. I meant to duck out of the bathroom straight into my room but John called me over. "Hey, I think you should take a look at this mate", he shouted I sighed, wondering what major piece of work he had discovered we needed. I walked over to the kitchen, dripping some water water over the floor.. He had taken off the top half of his boiler suit which was hanging around his waist revealing his vest, made tighter by his muscles. I couldn't take my eyes off his chest as I saw the nipples stick out the front, pushed out from his bulging pecs. "Sorry mate", he apologised, seeing me in my just-showered state, "but I think you ought to see the state of the pipes down there". John pointed under the sink and I bent down to take a look, but it was no use as it was completely dark in the cupboard "I can't see anything" I said "You need to look at the back pipes" he replied I bent over properly this time, crouching under the sink into the cupboard. I could see the outline of the pipes but it was hard to see the problem. I noticed for the first time John up behind me, trying to guide me in. He had one hand on my back, presumably preventing me from hitting it on the top of the cupboard doorway. John then put another hand on my thigh, and for some reason I started to get slightly horny. This was a guy with big, strong hands, I was concerned that I was getting an erection from him steadying me. There was no mistaking I was feeling horny, and John was the reason - how could a guy be turning me on so much? What made it more difficult was the position I was in, bent over wearing a towel in front of this guy. "Can't see much" I told John, "What am I looking for exactly?" "Here take this", John said John stood directly behind me and bent over me, reaching his left hand down by my side and handing me a torch. "Look for cracks" he said, "I'll hold you" I grabbed the torch and bent further under, any lower and I would be on my knees. John was leant over me with both hands on my thighs. I felt him up against my butt. I thought I could feel him rubbing against me. but I wasn't sure if this was through trying to hold me steady "OK I see the cracks" I said, wondering why I was spending time under the sink when surely that is what I pay the plumber for. "OK now feel around and you'll notice where the leaks are" I started to feel move around to feel my way along the pipes. All was going OK until I felt my towel slip, or at least I thought it had slipped. "Don't worry mate, I've got you" John said I felt him grab onto my towel and hold it tight around my waist, reassuring me that my modesty had been maintained, I was concerned that I now had an erection and was going to find it hard to hide when I stood up. My concern grew when I felt cool air around my butt - John had held the towel around my waist but had left my butt bare, which was sticking in the air as I bent under the sink. "I think you need your towel doing up" John said and reached around my front to tie it. His hand brushed against my hard cock. "Well, what's this" he said. I then felt a cold hand grab my cock through the towel. I leapt up, banging my head under the sink. John took his hand off my cock and pulled me out "are you OK?" he asked "here, let's get you to the sofa" I felt a bit dazed as John guided me through to the sofa and sat me down. "lie down mate" said John and I did so, lying on my side with John sat at the end of the sofa. It was then, when John put his hand on my thigh, that I realised my towel had gone - I was completely naked. As the pain from my head passed, I started to become more aware of the sensation of John's touch, softly stroking my thigh. I stared to get hard. John turned me over with his big hands, facing down on the sofa. I didn't resist at all - he seemed to know what he was doing. John's hands started to massage my back and I relaxed further. He was only using one hand though. "That's better. Now I can give you the full service?" said John "What's that?" I replied, sensing a more direct tone in his voice, which made me feel especially horny He moved up the sofa and lay down on me, but I realised he was naked as his big chest rested on my back followed by something hard pressed against my butt, there was no mistaking what it was. John must have stripped the rest of his boiler suit off whilst I was on the sofa. A finger came down and shot up my virgin butt, I groaned, enjoying the sensation that I had never felt before. "How does this feel buddy?" John asked "oh wow," I replied "Great butt, great body, I think you need it bad" said my so-called plumber "It..it's incredible" I admitted, not wanting to lose this feeling in my butt. John kicked my legs apart and raised his groin, pointing his cock at my hole. John pressed his cock into me, I groaned. He entered me in one quick move and lay on my back, starting to use his tongue to play with my ear whilst he got himself nicely positioned in my butt, He only rested for a couple of seconds before he started to attack my rump further, reaching around my front to grab my dick. I felt his pubic hair brush against my smooth butt. He kept on shoving his dick in my hole and I thought I was going to pass out. Then he inserted a couple of fingers into my mouth. I sucked hard on them . By now John was screaming in ecstasy and I was starting to groan with the intensity of this cock pounding me. It was clear John was nearing climax and he grabbed my shoulders as he made a final stabbing into my butt and shot his load. He carried on pumping my cock. I was hard as rock and I knew I was going to shoot. I had never felt a sensation like I had just experienced and I cried out as I shot a huge load into his hand. John lay on top of me and we were silent while we both contemplated what had happened. His dick had gone limp inside me but he did not remove it. In truth, I did not want him out of me. I reached behind me and grabbed his butt cheeks to keep his cock inside. We lay like that for a few minutes until John turned me over and picked me up. He carried me to my bed and we both lay down, me in his arms. I fell asleep beside John and I knew that this was not going to be the first service from my plumber.