Joe and Neil
Chapter 1. D.I.Y encounter
His name tag said `Joe' and I couldn't get enough of looking at him. He worked in the big DIY warehouse near my house where I needed to go for lots of things as my new house renovation was a big project, so I had a good excuse. He had the cutest face, always smiling, and a body that was just what I love – slim, but nicely developed muscles and the most amazing bubble butt. And why did I know that? Because he wore such perfectly fitting tight jeans and t-shirts. His hair was dark brown, long and beautiful – not the look I normally go for but on Joe it looked fantastic. I'm guessing he was in his early 20's and about 5'8" tall.
I'd run out of 30mm number 8 screws so I was back in the DIY store, looking for Joe! There he was in the next Isle to the screws in a company t-shirt, but much smaller than the other guys wore, revealing his chest muscles beautifully. And his jeans were medium blue and moulded round his butt cutting nicely into his crack to emphasise their perfect shape. The jeans were not too tight as they revealed a good bulge in his crotch and you could clearly see that he was well endowed with large balls and cock hanging to the left.
I had obviously been staring too long as he smiled and walked along towards me to ask whether he could help. "Screwed, I mean screws" I blurted out and quickly tried to recover by explaining what I needed to buy. He took me to the relevant section, showed me the exact items and asked whether there was anything else he could help with. After we both looked at each other for what seemed like ages in silence (probably only a few seconds), I said "probably lots but another time?" and we both laughed nervously and I left with my screws. As I was walking away to the checkout I looked round and he was looking back at me, still smiling. I was besotted!
I should say that I look ok myself, and I had chosen to dress well on this occasion as I wasn't in the middle of doing dirty DIY stuff. I was wearing just a slim-fitting white t-shirt and tight beige chino shorts. I'm 28 and 6'4" with short blonde hair, so quite different from Joe. Although my butt isn't as shapely as Joe's, it has been complemented. I also like to show a good bulge, although I often enhance it by wearing a cockstrap or cockring. By the time I left the store this was adding to the visibility of my hardon that day. Oh, and by-the-way, my name is Neil.
The next visit to the DIY store Joe was not around, at least I could not find him despite looking! However, I was soon back in the store again for some plumbing parts for re-fitting the bathroom. I should say that I moved to the town recently and bought a much-neglected house that needed most things re-fitted. I enjoy doing this sort of thing, though in a new town it is harder when you do not know people to help when needed.
So back in the store I was trying to find pipe compression joints and couldn't find the ones I wanted. I had not spotted Joe yet but suddenly he appeared along the isle walking towards me smiling and asking "anything else I can help you with today?" Wow – I was expecting to approach him and had some lame lines ready, but this threw me! After a wee bit of jabbering I started to explain what I was looking for and went on to explain about the new house, having just moved there etc. rambling on in a nervous way until Joe placed his hand on my back and ushered me along to the racks with the items I needed. Was Joe just a touchy-feely guy or was the hand on my back a signal? These days it is best not to touch anyone unless you have checked all the signals, so I guess he had read me very well. I was glad I was wearing scruffy working clothes on this occasion as I was getting so hard, I guess I had a real crush on this guy, but what was he thinking? Was it mutual? We continued talking about my house project and when I said where it was Joe said that he lived 3 streets further up the main road in Baxter Road in a new flat, but he was just renting so no opportunity to do DIY stuff himself unfortunately. Hoping that this was an invitation, I said that I really could do with a bit of help with feeding pipes through and things like that as this was so difficult to do by yourself and he took the bait. To be honest, I think he provided the bait and we arranged a time for him to come over after he finished work early afternoon the following day.
The next day was very hot, not really a day to be working indoors, so in between bits of work I sat in the garden in just my speedos, then realising that it was totally private, I took them off and sat naked enjoying the sun over my whole body. I had a job feeding pipes down through the floor and along under the floor that needed help so I set up this up for when Joe arrived. I was wearing just some thin loose shorts and a t-shirt. At 3pm Joe walked up my garden path wearing some old cargo shorts and long-sleeved shirt – I was a little disappointed but he still looked great and practical for grubby work. We were both sweating a bit just from the heat but first of all I showed Joe around and got us both beers.
Feeding the pipes involved squeezing behind the end of the bath and the shower which was a very tight space and Joe was going to squeeze in there much easier than me so he opted for doing that while I went under the floor which was also a tight squeeze but I managed. Joe was having trouble getting to the hole for the pipe, but after a while he managed it. I extracted myself from under the floor and went back to the bathroom to hand Joe the tool he needed for tightening the joint behind the bath. I was interested to see that his cargo shorts and shirt were on the bathroom floor and all I could see were his legs. After tightening the joint he wriggled out with a bit of help from me pulling his legs and I found he was wearing just a pair of Aussiebum nylon speedos that left virtually nothing to the imagination (I know, I have a pair myself). With my mouth hanging open he smiled and said "I thought you might like this look!" I most certainly did and asked Joe to do a `twirl' just to confirm it. And he was clearly pleased to see me! I was wearing some small trunks under my shorts and t-shirt so I removed my shirt and shorts too. I did hesitate briefly before doing so as I already had a rock hard cock, but Joe's speedo were straining to contain his rapidly hardening cock and if he was game for it so was I. As I had got Joe to do a twirl, he man-handled my trunks to get a good feel for them which had my cock starting to ooze pre-cum. Hugging was then the natural thing to do, though because of our 8" height difference kissing was a bit more awkward initially. I hadn't expected things to move this fast so not sure what to do next I then suggested we go sit in the sun with some fresh cold beers – I certainly needed one. We needed to get to know each other a bit – otherwise we might just end up having sex, not a bad thing but so much better when it is a natural next step in a relationship. This was all going on in my mind – I needed to know what was in Joe's mind. His body I was very happy with!
"I love those trunks" was the first thing Joe said when I came out to the garden with the beers. We were both rock hard still and spent a while just appreciating each other's bodies. Mine trunks were not as revealing as Joe's but I really liked them as they were bright and multi-coloured. I told Joe about my big collection of speedos and that I particularly liked the ones he has and had some the same. They have the Aussiebum WonderJock design that lifts your balls and pushes them forward giving great profile, but just not big enough for Joe's full hardon which was pushed sideways but lifted the fabric away from his body as it was so big. But what fantastic shape it was, and his balls were obviously big too.
We then spoke about seeing each other in the DIY store and it seemed that Joe was as attracted to me and my body as I was to him from the first encounter. We were both keen to say that our attraction was obviously more than physical – honest! Well, at least now it was becoming so as Joe was clearly a lovely guy all round. But why on earth was Joe single as I assume he was from the events so far, and was he looking... The answer was that he had been in a relationship for several years until recently, his only relationship really, and was only just recovering from its very hurtful end. Currently he wasn't looking for a relationship as he was very conscious that it could be an unhealthy rebound reaction and he felt he was very vulnerable to being hurt again. But seeing me had just cut through all his thinking so he wanted to test the water. I am a very cautious guy when it comes to relationships too as I too had come out of a long relationship a year before but in an amicable way, but then I'd moved job and house too which made a new start easier in many ways. I was looking though, but I would need to be very cautious with Joe if anything further was going to happen. I knew that just after a breakup things could be difficult and guys can be very vulnerable. Apparently, he had always had a thing for guys older than him and he adored taller guys so those were a couple of good cards he had handed me, and I really did not have too fixed ideas about what sort of guy I wanted. It may sound cheesey but it really does depend more about the character. That said, most of Joe and my interaction so far had been lust – I was proud how much restraint I showed seeing him in those speedos!
We talked for ages in the garden before Joe had to go as he was expected at his parent's house for 8pm that evening but we arranged to meet the following evening in town for a pizza and a drink.