The Repairman Comes

[phoneguy2]

This is my first attempt to write in a year and a half so please be kind with any comments. Enjoy!

Wally

THE REPAIRMAN COMES part one


“Dammit,” I exclaimed as I folded my cell shut. My anger was beginning to take hold so I needed to relax.

A storm had rolled through the night before and we lost power for several hours. When it came back on, I had no landline phone and thus no DSL. The repair operator had said someone would be out before 4 PM. Well, it was now 4:15 and my patience had grown thin. I had wasted an entire day sitting around home waiting. Oh how I hated waiting.

After several deep breaths to regain my composure, I went to the kitchen for a beer. Just then, the doorbell sounded. “About fucking time,” I said as I jerked the door open.

Standing on my doorstep was the most delicious man I had seen in a long, long time. He was about 5'10" tall and the faded gray t-shirt did nothing to hide the broad shoulders and perfect pecs beneath it. I could see the nubs of his nipples protruding against the worn fabric. The frayed brim of a baseball cap covered short, cropped blond hair. Icy gray eyes sparkled as he said, “sorry I’m so late man, it’s been one hell of a busy day.”

That smile! Were those dimples beside that mouth full of straight, white teeth? My anger dissipated at once as I slowly continued my appraisal of this gift from Heaven. His 501s weren’t tight but snug enough to reveal a nice package. The 2nd button was provocatively open allowing me to see a wisp of golden pubic hair. No underwear, maybe the day hadn’t been wasted after all, I thought to myself as I heard him clear his throat.

“Um, can’t get your phone working again from here.” His smile intensified and I swear I saw sparks dance around the gray irises as the dimples deepened.

I stepped back and said, “yeah, sure come on in. I’m sorry I seemed upset when I opened the door.”

“No problem man. I would be pissed too if I didn’t have my phone or internet all day.” He held out a hand with long tapered fingers and a dusting of curly blond hair on the backside, “my name is Chad and again, sorry it took me so long to get here.” The smile widened and he added, “show me where the phone connection box is located and I’ll have you up and running in no time.”

You already have me up, I thought as I motioned for him to go into the den. “I’m Sean and I realize you must have been busy with the storm and all.” As he walked in front of me, I couldn’t help but appreciate the way the 501s clung to his tight, round butt cheeks.

He placed his tool pouch on the floor as he knelt in front of the connection box and removed the cover plate. After checking all the wiring, he stood up and said, “everything seems fine here. I’ll go and check the box and wiring outside. Should be back in just a minute.”

After he had gone outside, I leaned against the wall and let out a deep breath. “I’ve got to have this man,” I whispered to myself.


Five minutes passed before he was back inside. “You had a loose connection at the junction box. All tightened up and should be good to go. Where’s your computer?” He walked back into the den and powered up my desk top before I could say anything. I held my breath as he clicked on the firefox icon.

As my homepage, JUB, loaded, he turned toward me, flashed that wicked smile and said, “I’ve heard about this site but have never been to it. You wouldn’t by any chance have another one of those beers. I could sure use one.”

By this point I didn’t want to risk speaking so I just nodded and headed toward the kitchen to get two beers, thankful I had boughten a 12 pack the night before. I stood in front of the open refrigerator and willed myself to calm down. Sighing heavily, I opened the beer and returned to the den.

He was scanning the Hot Topics forum and as I handed him a beer he said, “this is really interesting. How long have you been a member?”

I felt myself blush. What was that all about? “Actually, since it started. I used to go to the old Link Me All Over site and was one of the first thousand to join the new forum. It became Just Us Boys about six months later. You’ve really never been to it?”

He swivelled the desk chair toward me, leaned back in it, smiled in the way that lit up his eyes and said, “nope. I consider myself straight although I must admit I am more than a little curious about this stuff.” He leaned his head back and took a long drink of beer.

I stammered out, “Chad, do you have to rush off or would you like to stay for some supper.”

It was his turn to blush. “I took my work van back to the yard before I came over here. I was off the clock at four but didn’t want to make you wait until tomorrow for service. I’d love to stay and get to know you more.”

Was it my imagination or did he have a way saying ‘service’ that implied more than fixing my phone? And how well did he want to get to know me? I sat in the chair beside the desk, took a swig of beer and eyed him suspiciously.

He laughed, smiled that melting smile and said, “okay truth. For some reason I found the way you stared at me when you opened door exciting. I don’t usually come on to customers but something was different about you.”

I shook my head and laughed before I said, “that’s truthful enough. You are the sexiest man I have seen in ages and I couldn’t help myself from getting a good look.” He started chuckling so I added, “what?”

“Sean, I’ve never kissed a man in my life but watching you squirm in the chair over there, I suddenly want you to kiss me.”

I wasted no time getting out of the chair and by the time I had taken the three or four steps to him, he had placed his beer on the desk and spread his legs to allow me room in front him. I bent down and tentatively placed my lips on his. They were softer than I had imagined. He slowly relaxed and began returning the kiss. As his lips parted slightly, he put his hands around my neck and deepened the kiss.

My legs became weak and wobbly so I lowered myself to my knees in front of him being careful not to break the kiss. A small moan escaped from his throat as his tongue entered my mouth. His hands caressed my back as he slid forward in the chair until his ass was precariously on the edge. My tongue was now fighting with his for control and we took turns invading each others mouth.

I pulled his t-shirt out of his pants, slipped my hands under it and was pleasantly surprised to feel a soft patch of silky down between his nipples. I lightly ran my fingers through it before I gingerly moved them sideways in search of those delicious looking nipples I had noticed before. He moaned louder and squirmed in the chair as I circled each one with a fingertip.

He broke the kiss, pulled his t-shirt over his head and leaned back in the chair. His slightly swollen lips were parted and his eyes appeared to be somewhat glazed as he said, “wow! That was more fantastic than I ever imagined.”

I lowered my head and placed my lips over one of his now aroused nipples. He sucked in a sharp breath and placed each of his hands on my thighs. “Oh God, I think I’m going to cum.”

As I gently nibbled the right nipple he clamped his hands tightly on my thighs and exclaimed, “Ohhhh yea! Shit! Shit! SSHHIIITTT YES!” and collapsed back in the chair. His breathing was fast and heavy. I reluctantly released his nipple and straightened up.

Sweat covered his forehead and through his ragged breathing he gasped, “shit, sorry I came so quick but that was the most amazing thing I’ve ever experienced.” His right hand went to his crotch, he got a sheepish grin on his face and said, “I think I made a mess.”

Sure enough, there was a large wet spot beside the fly of his 501s. I laughed lightly and said, “I’ve got a pair of shorts you can wear and I’ll wash those jeans while we have supper. If you want you can take a quick shower while I fix it.”

He gave me that mega-watt smile, complete with deep dimples and sparkling eyes and said, “that would be great and maybe after supper I can hold off longer.”

 

[freedbarton]

Looking forward to another chapter.

 

[ronboy]

Wally....you still have it.....what a great beginning!

 

[Autolycus]

I agree with Sir Ron - you have us hooked now. Please continue and maybe you will have to put a few more pairs of 501's in the washer.

 

[redbomb]

that was great, cant wait to read more

 

[andrew thomas]

Sexy sexy sexy we need more.

 

[phoneguy2]

Thanks guys. Here is part two. Sorry it's short but three will more than make up for that. Enjoy!

THE REPAIRMAN COMES part two

Chad followed me into the bedroom. I quickly took a pair of yellow satin shorts from the drawer, handed them to him and said, “you can use the shower in here. It has a massaging shower head if you’d like. Use any of the towels on the long towel bar. I’ll be in the kitchen.”

He gave me a light kiss on the cheek and said, “thanks. I won’t be long then I’ll help you finish dinner.”

I reluctantly left the bathroom without seeing what had made that large wet stain. I hadn’t walked very many steps when he said, “hey Sean, you might want to take these along.”

I turned and he was standing behind the door with just his head and left arm visible. The arm was extended holding the 501s. I took them from him and mumbled, “yeah that would make it easier to wash them.” He laughed and shut the door.

In the refrigerator I found a package of chicken breasts. After spooning almost a full bottle of Alfredo Sauce over them, I placed them in the oven. I added a few pairs of my jeans with Chad’s in the washer and started it. While chopping lettuce for a salad, I heard Chad singing in the shower. I couldn’t make out the song but it sounded vaguely familiar. I chopped some fresh mushrooms and broccoli to add to the salad along with some grated cheddar cheese. I was just finishing setting the table when Chad walked into the kitchen. I’m glad I wasn’t holding anything just then as I would have surely dropped it.

If I had thought he was magnificent looking when I first saw him, now he looked as if he had stepped the page of a fitness magazine. His short, blond hair was still slightly damp and spiked up. His upper body, without a shirt, was deeply tanned and formed a V from his broad shoulders to his narrow waist. The small patch of blond chest hair I had enjoyed playing with earlier was coupled with a thin trail of blond hair from his navel, a perfectly shaped innie, down to the waistband of the shorts. His legs were covered in the same soft blond hair and very muscular. Of course there was that ever present, wicked smile.

“Something sure smells good,” he said then added, “what do you want me to do?”

I reached in the fridge, handed him a beer and said, “nothing. I have everything done so just have a seat and make yourself comfortable.” I opened myself another beer and sat across from him at the table. “Chad, what were you singing in the shower?”

He blushed the prettiest shade of red, took a swig of his beer, then said, “I didn’t realize you would be able to hear me. It was nothing special, just an old song I sing when I’m happy.”

I let it drop. “So tell me about Chad, the phoneguy.”

He told me about growing up in a smallish town in southern Illinois and his family, an older sister and a younger brother. He had dated one girl for three years but they had broken up shortly after becoming engaged two years ago.

I asked, “why was that?” But before he could answer, the buzzer on the oven went off. I excused myself from the table, turned off the buzzer and the oven, took the salad from the fridge and after placing it on the table, took the chicken from the oven. Placing a breast on each plate, I then put the baking dish back in the still hot oven. Chad had served us both some salad so I sat back down to eat.

He finished chewing a bite of chicken, then said, “excellent. You’ll have to show me how to make this sometime.” He placed his fork on his plate and leaned forward. Staring directly into my eyes, he continued, “I did not enjoy sex with her. I kept thinking that there could or should, at least, be more. I guess I was having doubts about myself even then.” He resumed eating.

We ate in silence for several minutes then he said, “this is the first time I have vocalized my thoughts,” He took a long drink of beer, slowly let out a deep breath, and continued, “one night I accidently, it really was an accident, rented a bi-sexual porno flick. I found myself fast forwarding through the scenes with the chick and then rewinding the ones with the two or three guys. I must of came four or five times in the several hours I watched that movie. The next day I couldn’t believe I had done that. I was straight and engaged..”

He finished his beer so I got us each another one. As I handed him his, he chuckled and said, “you don’t have to get me drunk to seduce me.” On impulse I bent over and kissed him. He moaned deep inside that beautiful chest and slid his tongue into my mouth as far as he could. I placed my arms around him and gently ran my hands up and down his back as our kiss deepened.

He sighed and pulled his mouth from mine. I glanced down. Just his perfectly shaped mushroom head protruded from the leg opening of the yellow shorts. A glistening strand of precum ran from it to his bare thigh. Before he could say anything, I dropped to my knees and licked that precious fluid into my mouth.

He actually shivered as he sucked in a deep breath and exhaled in a hissing sound. He put his hands on my cheeks and with those penetrating gray eyes riveted on mine said, “although dinner is excellent, I think we should go in the other room where we can get more comfortable.”

 

[andrew thomas]

Love it,Love it, Love it look forward for more. thanks for sharing

 

[phoneguy2]

things are heating up! Enjoy!

-Wally


part three

I allowed Chad to lead the way as I wasn’t sure in which room he would be more comfortable. It was a good decision. Following behind him afforded a great view of those tight round buns straining against the yellow silk as they undulated as he walked. When he reached the living room sofa he turned and in one swift movement pulled my shirt over my head and off. “Now it’s my turn,” he said as he lowered his head and placed his mouth over my right nipple. An electric shock rippled through my body as he gently ran his tongue over my sensitive nipple. When the nub was fully erect he very carefully bit down on it as he pushed his satin covered crotch into my denim clad one. I reached down and placing one hand of each of those sweet cheeks, pulled him tighter to me.

He kissed and licked his way across my chest to the left nipple and repeated the pattern. My pulse raced and my breathing deepened as he expertly turned us around so my back was to the sofa without removing his mouth from my chest. He placed his hands on my shoulders and pushed down until I was seated. Slowly kissing his way upward, he then kissed along the side of my neck until his mouth was next to my ear. A second surge of electricity shuddered through my body as he ran his tongue along the outside of my ear. Kissing and occasionally sucking his way back down my neck, across my throat and up the other side of my neck, he gave my right ear equal attention.

My dick was at full erection and becoming painful trapped in my jeans. He released my ear from his mouth, pulled back and stared into my eyes. His breathing was fast and heavy, his eyes were semi-clouded over and he smiled. He definitely had the look of a man lost in lust. I put my arms around him and pulled him into a kiss. My tongue was the first to seek the warm of an oral cavity and he slowly sucked it as his lips moved against my own.

The next thing I was aware of was me being flat on my back on the sofa and him on top me. I wasn’t sure how he accomplished that because our lips never parted. I managed to reach into my jeans and adjust my cock so it was more comfortable. Having completed my mission, I wrapped my hand around his satin covered cock.

“No, wait.” His lips returned to mine and I reluctantly removed my hand. He reached down and rearranged his cock so it was pointing upward and subsequently beside mine as he increased the downward pressure of his hips.

For being ‘straight’, he certainly knew how to please a man. After what seemed liked hours of the pleasurable kissing, I felt his hands on the button of my fly. He removed his lips from mine only long enough to undo and remove my jeans. Returning to the kiss, he swivelled his hips in such a manner that his still satin covered cock was caressing my bare one. With his thumb and one finger of each hand he resumed stimulating my nipples.

I was becoming delirious. It had been a long time, if ever, since I had been this turned on. I felt my stomach tighten and my balls pull up, then I shot at least four streams of jizz between our bellies. He moaned as loudly as I, although he did not cum. His hips stopped moving, he removed his fingers from my nipples and his kiss became gentler.

After a few minutes he rolled onto his side between me and the back of the sofa. Although his breathing was somewhat ragged, he gave me the penetrating stare, mega-watt smile and said, “that was payback for earlier.”

I couldn’t help it, I laughed.

After going into the bathroom to retrieve a towel to clean us both up, I grabbed a pair of shorts from the dresser. Returning to the living room, I found Chad lying on his back on the couch, staring into space with a big smile on his face. I wiped the drying cum from his belly and said, “you seem awfully happy with yourself.”

The gray eyes bored into mine as he replied, “I am. No, that’s not quite right. I’m happy with the whole situation. That was fantastic. Why the hell did I wait so long? ”

I kissed his forehead and said, “only you can answer that one, buddy. You’re correct in that it was fantastic. I have never come that way.”

He sat up. “Really? That makes it even greater because then it was your first time also”

A lightbulb went off in my head and I said, “that’s it. That’s the song you were singing in the shower. First Time by Styxx.”

He blushed, jumped up from the couch and said, “let’s grab a beer and go sit outside. I’ll tell you about that song and then you can tell me all about yourself. It seems that I’ve been doing most of the talking.”

 

[redbomb]

thanks for updating this so quickly. i really am enjoying this story! will there be more??

 

[phoneguy2]

Glad you are enjoying it, Redbomb. I will post at least two more chapters tomorrow and Monday. I'm just getting back into writing after the stroke and have a burst of energy right now. We'll see how long it lasts.

I posted links to 2 of my old stories in the Story Recommendation thread at the top of the main page that might enjoy also. You should check them out.

-Wally

 

[piano1]

Exciting story but..I happen to be a phone tech and this guy would be fire from the company if he did this. We have to be so careful with a customer anyone. I'll flirt with a hot, handsome guy but I know when to stop.

 

[wyndhampaul]

I enjoyed that. Now more please

 

[phoneguy2]

Exciting story but..I happen to be a phone tech and this guy would be fire from the company if he did this. We have to be so careful with a customer anyone. I'll flirt with a hot, handsome guy but I know when to stop.

Yes, he probably would. In this day and age any job requiring contact with 'customers' is vulnerable for that. I did make a point that he had already turned in his work vehicle and was 'off the clock' in an effort to protect that round satin covered ass.

part four should be posted later tonight if I can keep my fingers on the keyboard...LOL

 

[ronboy]

It's an awesome story Wally!

I'm loving it!

 

[SFLMAN]

Great story Wally! Keep it coming!

 

[phoneguy2]

sorry it's a day late. Hope it is worth the wait. Enjoy!
-Wally

part four

After we were settled on the deck, Chad said, “ you go first, I told you I’ve talked enough for now.”

I wasn’t sure where to start so I told him about my first sexual experience with a guy when I was 18 and just entered college. His eyes never left mine as I explained all my failed attempts to find ‘the one.’ When I got to the part about my year with JR and our subsequent break-up, he leaned forward and rested his elbows on his knees.

He took a swig of beer, then asked, “why did you break up? Sounds like things were pretty good.”

I got up and started pacing as I explained, “he was cheating on me the whole time and I was too dumb to know it. When I finally figured it out, I left.”

He was instantly behind me, massaging my shoulders, as he whispered in my ear, “he was a fool. After watching all those pornos, I didn’t believe there could really be love between two men, just lust. Sounds like you are a hopeless romantic just like me.”


I turned toward him and asked. “What do you mean ‘all those pornos?’ I thought you had only watched the bi-sex one.”

He laughed and said, “busted. That was just a start. I watched them every chance I got. For the ‘educational’ value, of course.” We both doubled over in laughter. When we were both composed, he continued, “in them it is just sex for sex’s sake. I admit, there was some kissing but love as I envision it, was never present.”

I hugged him and lightly brushed his lips with mine, then said, “I hope you don’t think I’m only interested in you for sex.”

“I wouldn’t be here if that was what I thought,” he replied then kissed me deeply and passionately. As our tongues darted in and out of each other’s mouths, I caressed his bare back and eventually rested my hands on those satin clad melons I had been eyeing all evening. He sucked in a deep breath and reflexively tightened them. I ran my fingers along the deep half moon depressions on each side and he moaned low and deep in his chest.

He leaned against me, removed his lips from mine and said, “let’s go lie on the bed and give each other a massage.”

He walked into the bedroom and started to remove his shorts. I grabbed his wrists and said, “no, leave them on for now. Just lay on your stomach and I’ll be right back.” As I was returning to the living room, he stretched out on the bed face down.

I detoured to the bathroom, gathered two towels and a bottle of massaging oil. I went to the kitchen and placed the oil in the microwave for a few seconds. In the living room it me longer to find what I wanted but once I did, I placed the CD in the player and programed the player to repeat the same song.

By the time I returned the bedroom the music had started and he rolled over, his smile widening and creeping into his eyes. He exclaimed, “you have it! This is gonna be so good.”

I kissed him then told him to roll over. Beginning at his head, I gently rubbed both sides with my fingers, slowly increasing the pressure. Up to the top then down the back of his head. When I got to his neck, I squirted a small amount of oil on my hands then placed the palms of my hands on his neck with the fingers along the sides. Rotating the heels of my palms in small circles, I increased his the pressure until he moaned his approval. Without removing my hands, I moved to his shoulders and continued the circular motion with the majority of pressure coming from my palms with a slight tickling effect from my fingers.

With ‘First Time’ coming softly from the living room as background, I spent considerable time massaging every inch of his broad back. When I reached the waist band of the yellow shorts, I pushed them down enough that I could massage to just the top of his buns.

“Go ahead and take them off,” he said between moans, groans and sighs. “This feels super good.”

I ran my hands along the depression in his buns and started a slight squeezing motion at the top of each leg. Slowly working my way down, I kissed behind his right knee, then running my tongue around it. He sucked in a very deep breath, raised his hips off the bed and said, “you will make me come again if you keep that up.” I gently pushed his hips back down and moved to the left knee.

The moans and sighs were joined by breathless exclamations of ‘ohhhh’ and ‘ahhhh’ as I massaged my way down his calves to his feet. After vigorously rubbing the soles of his feet with the heel of my hand, I lifted his right leg in the air and ran my tongue around and between each toe. I gave the left foot the same treatment then told him to roll over.

The sight took my breath away. His lips were parted, eyes closed and his forehead was dotted with little beads of sweat. His fairly thick and fully erect cock pressed against the yellow fabric as it pointed upwards toward the waistband. It took considerable control but I ignored the urge to rip the shorts from his body and engulf that beautiful dick in my mouth. Instead I leaned forward and kissed him deeply.

Chad returned the kiss by sucking my tongue into his mouth as far as it would go. His finger tips found my nipples and rubbed in small circles as he said, “don’t stop.”

He didn’t need to worry about that. Although we both were aroused to the point we could proceed to passionate sex, I wanted to continue with the massage. I straddled his hips with my knees on the bed and gently began rubbing his forehead with my fingertips. With my thumbs along the sides of his nose, I lightly rubbed under each eye with my fingers. Small circular motions on his cheeks then I outlined his lips before resuming the kiss.

He raised his hips off the bed pushing his crotch into me as I began caressing his shoulders. I continued down each arm and when I reached his hands, he lifted one and placed a finger against my lips. I hungrily sucked it in. After I bathed each finger with my saliva, I circled my tongue around the palm before taking the fingers of the other hand into my mouth one at a time.

His moans were increasing in volume as his crotch pressed so hard against me it felt attached. I lowered his arm and hand to the bed and placed my hands, palm down on his chest. I swirled my fingers through the small patch of curly blond hair as I ran my tongue lightly around one nipple then the other. I slipped the erect nub of one nipple between my lips then gently closed my teeth over it. He again sucked a deep breath between his clenched teeth and let it out in long, low sigh.

He lowered his hips to the bed and I felt movement between my legs. As my lips and tongue slowly worked their way down his washboard abs, I was rewarded with the sight of the most beautiful bare, uncut cock I had ever seen.

 

[andrew thomas]

Such a hot story. we need more and more.