I was sleeping in — for me, that’s until about 8 a.m. at the latest, but my doorbell rang just as I was checking my phone after waking. I looked at the Ring camera on my phone and saw a guy standing there.
“Shit!” I said getting out of bed as I remembered my wife had told me the contractor was coming by.
Both consumed with our careers, my wife and I rarely got more than a day or two together every couple of weeks. We were constantly traveling for work, but my wife was almost never home.
I didn’t think to put on shorts as I ran down the steps to let the guy in. Hell, I couldn’t even remember what we were having done to the house, but it seemed my wife always had something going on.
“Hi,” I said opening the door.
The guy standing there was tall — maybe 6’3”, and he was wearing one of those Henley t-shirts with the buttons halfway up that were open and showed his hairy, muscular chest.
“Mr. Steed, it’s nice to finally meet you,” the man said putting out his large hand to shake. “I’m Daniel the contractor.”
“Yes, you’re here for …” I said trying my best to remember.
“Your primary bathroom,” he said with a chuckle. “I guess Mrs. Steed forgot to tell you that she’s having me install new mirrors over your vanity and a few other things.”
“Of course she is,” I chuckled back. “OK, come on in and do your thing.”
“Thanks, Mr. Steed,” he said. “Just ignore me and go about your day.”
“Thanks,” I said. “And you can call me Myles, Daniel.”
“Thanks, Myles,” he smiled. “I’ll be right back.”
I started to go put on some shorts but decided against it. Daniel was hot and got me feeling a little horned up. It felt good and liberating to walk around in my boxers around the handsome stranger. I made some coffee instead and poured a cup as Daniel walked back in the house.
“Daniel, can I get you a cup of coffee?” I yelled toward the foyer.
“That’d be great, Myles, thanks,” Daniel answered back.
“Great, I’ll bring it up to you,” I responded. “Cream or sugar?”
“Just some cream,” Daniel said.
“I bet he wants some cream,” I thought to myself as poured some into his cup.
I walked up the stairs and back into my bedroom as I heard him moving around in the bathroom. He was bending over a sink as he held up one of the mirrors to check the height.
“Here you go,” I said putting his coffee on the counter close to all of his tools.
“What do you think of that height?” Daniel asked still holding it up.
I looked at the height and then at Daniel’s big bubble butt in his tight jeans. I forgot he was holding a mirror and looked up and made eye contact as he looked back at me. He’d caught me checking him out and had a little smirk on the corner of his lips.
“It looks amazing,” I said smiling at Daniel in the mirror.
“Great, then that’s where I’ll hang it,” he responded as he put the mirror on the ground resting against a cabinet.
“So what do you have going on today?” Daniel asked turning to look at me as he adjusted some tool in his hand.
I sat down on the edge of the oversized tub and took a sip of my coffee.
“Nothing, really,” I said looking at Daniel. “My wife won’t be back until late next week, so I’m spending the weekend in my underwear.”
“You’re a lucky guy,” Daniel smiled as I think I noticed him glance at my body. “I would love to have time away from my wife to sit around in my underwear and do whatever I want.”
“Right?” I asked. “It’s the best.”
“I know, I love nothing more than hanging out in my underwear,” Daniel agreed.
There was a quick silence that gave me an idea.
“Well, feel free to work in your underwear here,” I offered. “I know it’s not the same thing, but I’d love to have the company if you’re going to be around today.”
Daniel turned and looked at me as a smile spread on his face.
“That’s really nice of you, Myles,” he said, “but I don’t want to be a bother.”
I could tell Daniel wanted to take me up on the underwear thing but started thinking about being professional and all.
“Seriously, Daniel, I don’t mind, man,” I countered. “It’s just me chilling in my boxers while you work around my house doing things I probably should be doing,” I laughed.
“You don’t have to tell me twice, boss,” Daniel said as he lifted his Henley over his head.
“There you go!” I encouraged him.
“Feels so nice!” He smiled as he unbuckled his jeans and let the zipper down.
Daniel was so ready to get down to his underwear he forgot to take off his boots. I watched as he bent over in his white briefs with his jeans at his knees as he tried to untie his boots.
“Here, let me help you,” I said jumping up and quickly getting on my knees in front of him. “Damn, this is some knot.”
I kept messing with his laces as Daniel was still bent over — our faces close. I could feel the heat from his body as we both watched my work with the laces.
“Sorry, bud,” Daniel laughed. “Not sure what I was doing this morning. I had to get dressed in the dark while my wife snored away in bed.”
“No problem at all!” I said. “We’ll get these off in no time.
I finally got the knot undone and untied his boot and went to slip it off his foot as he grabbed my shoulder. I lifted the boot off his foot and placed it on the floor next to us.
“One down, one to go,” I said starting on the other knot.
Holding my shoulder again, Daniel pulled off the ankle sock he was wearing on his free foot and threw it on top of his boot. I looked down at his bare foot and noticed just how handsome and perfect his feet and toes were. For someone who is probably always in a boot, it looked like Daniel took great care of his feet.
“And now the other one,” I said as he held onto me again while I took the other boot off.
He held my shoulder as he removed the other sock.
“Now just the jeans,” Daniel said standing up and taking a break.
He looked down at me with his hands on his hips and sighed.
“When did I get so old?” He laughed.
“You’re not old,” I replied. “Let me help.”
I grabbed the bunched up jeans as he bent back down and held onto my shoulder. I got his left leg and worked the jeans off over his foot before switching to his right leg. I guess I was moving a little fast and sent him off balance causing him to fall. He fell to the right of me pulling me to the ground with him. We ended up side-by-side with Daniel’s hand under me.
“I’m so sorry,” I said before bursting in laughter.
“Nah, buddy,” Daniel began laughing. “You just wanted my pants off.”
We both laughed at that before getting quiet and looking at each other as we still laid on the ground.
“You are jacked,” I said breaking the silence.
Daniel looked at his chest and then over at mine.
“You don’t have an ounce of fat on you,” Daniel said looking at my chest and stomach.
“Thanks,” I said looking into his eyes.
We were both quiet again as we looked at each other. Our heads weren’t even a foot apart as we could feel each other’s body heat and smell each other’s smells. Daniel brought his free hand to my face and smiled as he held the side of it as he looked at me.
“What?” I asked quietly as I looked at him.
“I don’t know,” he said. “I just have the urge to kiss you.”
He continued holding the side of my face while I thought in silence.
“I’m not stopping you,” I replied.
We looked at each other some more before Daniel leaned in and his lips touched mine. I haven’t experienced that feeling in a long, long time. Our tongues began to slowly explore each other’s mouth as my left hand moved slowly over his lightly hairy stomach and then his hairier chest. Daniel let out a light moan as we kissed and I felt his body.
With his right leg still inside the leg of his jeans, we laid there making out while my cock became hard and throbbing in my boxers. I could feel my precum soaking the material as Daniel kissed me.
“Can we get off the floor,” he finally asked breaking the kiss. “My arm is falling asleep underneath you.
We both laughed as I sat up freeing his arm. He sat up with me and we both looked at each other again.
“Are you Ok with this?” He asked. “Have you ever done anything with a guy before?”
“I have,” I admitted. “All the work travel, you know?”
“I don’t,” he said. “I’ve never done anything with a guy before.”
“Oh,” I said sitting up a little straighter.
“Myles,” Daniel said putting his arm on my shoulder again. “I felt an instant attraction to you as soon as you opened the door. I haven’t done anything with a guy before, but I … I want to do this.”
A smile spread across my face as I looked at this stranger who now felt so important to me.
“Should we go into my bedroom?” I asked.
“I think we should start by getting me out of these jeans,” he laughed causing me to laugh.
I stood and helped him stand while getting down and helping him out of his jeans. I folded them and put them on the counter behind me as I looked at his tall, muscular body in front of me. I realized I’d never been this into anyone before — ever. My cock was growing again in my boxers as Daniel took notice.
“I think that guy is ready to get on the bed as much as my guy,” Daniel said looking down at his growing cock in his tighty whities.
I grabbed his hand and took him to the bed that my wife and I shared but rarely together.
“I’ll go easy on you,” I smiled at Daniel.
“Please don’t,” he said. “I’ve never felt this into anyone in my entire life. I’m ready to do this.”
I leaned forward and pulled Daniel in a tight embrace as our cocks rubbed each other between the thin fabric of our underwear. We kissed again but with more passion and lust this time. I felt whole.
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