Photo Story #38

When I'd bought the house, I knew that it would need a lot of working doing to it, but I hadn't anticipated the pipes bursting under the kitchen sink in the first week.

Thankfully, my neighbour had recommended a local plumber that she said was fantastic.

And she couldn't have given me a better recommendation.

The first time I opened the door to Jed, I felt my mouth fall open in a silent "o" of surprise. He was delicious, everything I dreamed of in a man; dark hair, dark eyes, beard, broad shoulders, trim waist, and incredible arms. He wore a t-shirt with his company's logo on and a pair of brown cargo shorts.

He was one of the most gorgeous men I had ever seen in real life.

And then he walked past me and I got a view of his ass! It was the peachiest bubble butt and it was barely contained in his tight brown shorts. It took all of my self control not to drop to my knees and bite one of those perfect cheeks.

Jed was incredibly efficient, and in not time at all, my sink was fixed, and he was gone.

I spent a couple of days jerking off like a mad man thinking about sexy Jed in his tight shorts, and during a particularly horny session, cock in hand, I called him and asked if he could come out and look at my shower.

Jed returned the following day, and once again, I drooled over his sexy body as he inspected my shower, and confirmed that it was fine.

I promised myself I wouldn't call him again, but a few nights later, dick in hand again, I called him and just the sound of his rough voice made me cum all over myself as I tried not to pant and moan down the phone at him.

Jed came back to the house the morning after, this time to inspect the downstairs toilet. Mercifully, he found a washer that needed replacing, but I was starting to feel embarrassed about my obvious need to see my hunky plumber.

After he'd gone, I vowed to stay away from him, and I kept to my word for nearly three weeks, until my kitchen sink started to leak again. I was practically bouncing around the house with excitement as I waited for Jed to arrive.

It was towards the end of the day, and Jed turned up with grease over his grey shirt, sweat on his brow and a look that told me he just wanted to get home.

"I don't know what happened, but the sink just started leaking underneath again. It's been fine the last couple of weeks."

"No probs," he said with a grunt as he carried his toolbox past me. "I may not have lined it up right. Should be a quick fix."

I followed Jed into the kitchen, my eyes glued to his meaty ass as he dumped his toolbox on the floor and opened the cabinet doors under the sink.

Jed dropped to his knees and then pushed his ass out as he got on all fours, and that's when it happened. There was an alright ripping sound as the rear seam on his shorts burst wide open. Jed spread his knees in surprise and the rip went even further, splitting open the inner thigh seam of his shorts.

Seeing this hunky man rip his shorts was by far the hottest thing I'd ever seen, but the icing on the cake was his dirty looking sports jock and his exposed furry cheeks. I was desperate to get on all fours behind him and bury my face between them.

"Oh fuck!" he yelled, his hands rushing to his exposed ass. "How the hell did that happen? I've gotta pick my truck up from the garage after this."

I tried to keep my face and voice neutral. "I could try and repair them for you. I've got a sewing kit somewhere."

Jed looked up at me. "Are you offering to help me or do you just want me to take my shorts off?"

I shrugged. "Is both an option?"

His face lit up in a grin. "I knew it! Both is definitely an option."

Jed got to his feet and with a devilish grin, he popped the button on his shorts, and let them drop to the floor, giving me the perfect view of his hard cock in the stained pouch of his jock.

"You better get to work," he said, gesturing to his dick.

"Yes sir!"