Date: Wed, 6 Oct 2010 17:18:28 +0100 From: Jase K Subject: The Plumbers Mate Part One The kitchen taps had been playing up for a while now. In fact, if truth be told, the plumbing in the whole house left a lot to be desired: the water ran cold when you didn't want it to, and the shower seemed to have a complete mind of its own, either scalding you or freezing your bollocks off. And the house was only 5 years old! The latest episode was that after being a problem to turn off for a while, the kitchen taps wouldn't turn off at all. I phoned my wife -- who was out as usual. She berated me for not dealing with the matter sooner, and suggested I call a plumber. I didn't know of any, so I resorted to Yellow Pages. The guy who answered told me to turn the water off at the mains (which I had done already), and said he would be along in about 30 minutes. 30 minutes turned out to be over an hour. Having looked at the problem, Mike (that was his name) said we would need some new taps and he just happened to have some in the van. Just over 2 hours later (he was paid by the hour, and made sure he took it into part of a third) I gave him a cheque for £230. By now my wife was home. She started talking about the other plumbing problems in the house, particularly the shower, and Mike said that what we needed was some kind of suppressor to control the water pressure. He said he could fit one the following day. My wife agreed and said that I would be in all day, as I work from home. He said he would be there around about lunch time. I didn't have a say in the matter, even though I felt sure that my bank balance would be even more severely depleted following Mike's next visit. +++++ This might be the opportunity to introduce myself. My name is Simon. I am mid 40's, married and gay. Not bi -- definitely gay. My wife is aware of my preferences, To be fair, when we married I suppose I would have considered myself to be bi, but as time has gone on I am definitely gay. My wife is quite happy with the arrangement -- a divorce would be a financial disaster for both of us. So as long as I keep my preferences to myself, she is happy -- and so am I! What she doesn't actually know is that I have a particular fondness for teenage boys -- any teenage lad, but particularly those about 14 -- 16. Not that I have had much experience, but its lovely to see these lads going to school, with their white shirts, ties loose around their necks, black trousers and white sox! Or in the holidays, walking around in trackies or shorts -- completely oblivious to the effect the sight of them has on guys like me! +++++ Anyway, the following day arrived, and to be honest I had forgotten that the plumber was coming. I was working in my office which is at the front of the house (we have converted the integral garage), and I saw his van pull up outside. I left what I was doing, and went to let him in. Mike wasn't on his own. With him was a young lad -- about 5'9", ginger hair and a lovely smile, probably aged about 14. His ears stuck out a bit, and he had freckles, but he was really cute. He had a white t shirt with black trackies, trainers and (I spotted with a quick glance) white sox!, I was completely mesmerised. Mike broke the silence and said: "Can we come in?". I replied "Of course -- sorry!". "Hope you don't mind. I've brought my neighbours lad with me today. He's off school, and he's looking to learn the trade. Bit of help for me -- I'm sure he won't get in the way!" "I'm sure he won't!" I replied, smiling at the boy, who smiled back, lighting up his whole beautiful face. I extended my hand to him -- "Hi! My name is Simon!" He shook my hand and looked me in the eye -- "Hi" he said. "I'm Lewis". I was absolutely smitten! I managed to compose myself and stood to one side and invited them in. " OK" said Mike, "it's the shower above the bath?" "Yes," I said, trying to be professional. "It seems to make up its own mind as to what temperature it wants to run at." "Yeah", nodded Mike. "probably needs a suppressor to control the water flow. Is it upstairs?" I nodded and extended my hand towards the stairs. Mike went up first, followed by Lewis. Wonderful! I followed behind looking at this lovely boy's backside. I could just see the top of his boxers over his trackies -- CK's no less. At the top of the stairs, Mike went into the bathroom and Lewis stood to one side so I could go in. "Looks pretty straight forward" said Mike. Now taken as I was by the young boy, I still have to think of my bank balance. "Before you start, Mike", I said "Any chance on giving me a price for this work?" "Sure," he said smiling. "The suppressor itself will cost about £50, plus labour -- shall we say £120?" " I'd be happier if you said £100" I said. Mike thought a bit -- "£110?" "OK" I said, "provided..." Mike looked at me. "Provided you give £10 to young Lewis here" Lewis smiled and looked at me. I smiled back, then looked at Mike. Mike looked at me to protest. I held up my hand. "That's the deal Mike -- take it or leave it". Mike looked at me. "I'm giving him a few quid for today anyway!" "Well", I said, "whatever you have arranged to give him, this has to be on top. OK?" Mike shrugged his shoulders. "OK -- you're the boss". Lewis smiled at me and said "Thanks". "No worries," I said. "You've got to work for it mind!" Lewis nodded. Mike said "Don't worry -- he will". "I'll leave you to it" I said, and I went down to the office, stopping in the kitchen to fill the kettle -- Mike would probably have to turn the water off. I made myself a cup of coffee and went into the office. I smiled to myself. Plumbers always try it on -- I felt that £120 for that job was way too much. He said the part would cost about £50 -- I had no idea whether that was true or not. Still, he had agreed to £110 -- and Lewis would get £10. If I had called Mike's bluff he may have gone and taken the lovely Lewis with him -- and I couldn't have that! I would have paid a lot more to have kept the boy here and seen his smile! They started working upstairs -- making plenty of noise. Mike came down and turned the water off. I shouted to him that it was fine, and said that I had filled the kettle and I would make him and Lewis a coffee. I joined him in the kitchen. "I am going to pay Lewis you know" he said. "I know that" I said, not really believing it myself. "I just thought I'd give him a bit more that's all. Anyway -- it will probably ensure that he will work quite well here". "Oh, he'll work alright. He's a good lad" "Yes -- he seems a nice kid" I said, making the understatement of the year. Mike took him and Lewis a coffee upstairs and I went back to the office. I started to look at some spreadsheets, and then in boredom (and mainly because the sight of Lewis and the thought of him upstairs bending over in his trackies and CKs and white socks had made me very horny!) I started looking at a vid I had stored on a USB sticks. I reduced it and it was playing in the corner of the screen -- easier to get rid of in case someone came in. It was a guy about my age being sucked off by a cute teen lad -- I knew how it ended: with the teen getting a load of cum in his face. I let it play in the corner of the screen, keeping an eye on it, and thinking I would jack off when the guy came in the boys face -- I could imagine I was cumming in Lewis's face. I heard Mike coming down the stairs and got rid of the vid from the screen. He tapped the door of the office. "Hi Simon", he said. "I'm going to the merchants to get the suppressor. If you need me phone this number -- its Lewis's mobile. The battery's gone on mine. Won't be long though." "OK Mike." I said. I took the sheet of paper off him and put it on my desk. "Can't see there will be a problem though -- will there?" "No" Mike laughed. "See you". And off he went. The front door shut, and I looked up out of the window to see the van pulling off. Great! I returned to the computer -- now I could enjoy a fantasy wank in peace!! I got the picture up full screen. I was just about to pull my dick out and give it some much needed air and relief, when there was a tap on the office door. I automatically turned the screen off and spun round in my chair. There was Lewis! Standing open mouthed in the door way. I couldn't speak, and just stared at him. "Sorry, Simon" he said, "I was wondering if I could use your phone to phone my mum -- Mike's got my mobile". "Yeah, Lewis, sure" I spluttered. "There's a phone in the lounge -- go and use that one." "Thanks Simon" Lewis said I regained my composure. "I thought you had gone with Mike?" "No -- he said there was no need. Left me a couple of things to do here. Just took my phone" said Lewis. He stood looking at me. "No worries," I said, smiling. "You OK?" "I'm fine, Simon" he replied, and smiled at me. "I'll go and phone my mum -- I'll pay you for the call" "Don't be silly," I said "She doesn't live in Australia, does she?" I laughed. "No" Lewis said, "but I wish she did sometimes!" He laughed and went out of the office. I heard him go into the lounge. "The phone is on the table by the big chair" I shouted. "Got it" a distant voice replied. I heard the door close. Fucking hell, I thought. I began to wonder what Lewis had seen. He must have seen the images on the screen. If he had been a minute later he would have seen a different image on the chair! Anyway, nothing I could do about it now. I turned the screen back on to see the teen lad copping a ful load of cum on his face. Normally I would be rock hard, but the shock of everything had taken the lead out of my pencil. I turned the vid off, and went back to the spreadsheets -- immersing myself in work was the best answer. Best give Lewis a wide berth! Mike came back about 45 minutes later. He had the part, and went on and fitted it. He came down stairs and came to see me. "There you are Simon" he said, "all done. Lewis is loading the van". I looked out of the window, and sure enough there was my ginger boy putting Mikes tool box in the back of the van. "How do you want to pay?" said Mike "Will cash be OK?" I asked "Cash will be fine" he replied. I got my wallet out and counted out £100 in £20 notes. Mike looked. "We agreed £110" he said. "I know" I replied. I walked past him into the hall, went to the front door and shouted "Lewis!" Lewis looked up. I beckoned him towards me. He came up to me and I gave him £10. "That's for you" I said. "I'm sure you've done a good job today. And this is in addition to what Mike will give you". Lewis smiled "Thanks, Simon". He put the £10 in his trackies pocket, and went back towards the van. I turned round and saw Mike behind me. I held out my hand. "Thanks Mike," I said. "I'll be in touch if I have any problems." "I'm sure everything will be fine Simon" he said, and off he went. I turned and watched them drive off. Lewis smiled and waved. I waved back. I returned to the office. I got the USB drive out and got one of the vids going. I got my dick out, but I couldn't wait until the end of the vid and I shot my load all over my chair. All I could see was Lewis's smile. I just wish I could see a lot more of the boy. +++++