I don't think I need to explain how convenient it is to own a car. Especially in a big city. Sure, if the transportation system is above average, you don't really need a car. But it can't take you everywhere, and sometimes you still need to make a long walk to get to your destination. So yeah, cars are convenient.
When I entered college, my dad gave me his old SUV, which I was thankful for. My old man absolutely LOVED cars, so he would try to buy a new one once every couple of years. (Thank God he made decent money.) He made sure to be reasonable though. He only bought a car if his current one was getting old, he didn't have any spare ones, or if he passes down a car to one of his kids. My two older siblings also got a car from him.
So yeah, I have a car that I use every now and then. But, as I mentioned, it is old. It has a few hiccups, but it's still pretty reliable. Though I am not confident it would survive a long trip. Even so, due to its age, it would not be so surprising if it ends up having some sort of problem, right?
Well, it ended up happening to my car.
Thankfully, it was just a simple oil change. Unfortunately, I'm not really fond of working with cars. I'm the complete opposite of my dad that way. He loves spending time with and working with them, I just use them when they are necessary. And if I can get somebody else to do the oil change for me, I would. Call me lazy, but I just don't like working on cars.
So, it was time for me to look for a mechanic. As luck would have it, I mentioned this to Hugh after he came to visit (and came inside me). He was putting on his clothes as I laid on my bed, belly full of orc milk.
"I have a friend who's a mechanic! He made his own workshop at his place and basically works freelance. Like you! He's great and reliable, so I always go to him with my car. I'll give you his address and let him know about you!"
Well, I wouldn't say no to that.
I drove to the address Hugh gave me a couple days later. Wasn't far either, which was nice. The neighborhood he lived in looked more like a ranch area. Instead of your typical house with grass and a white picket fence, there was dirt and houses that had different designs. I even saw some people riding horses during my drive. Didn't know there was a place like this close to the city.
Contrary to a suburban home, there wasn't that many houses piling up together. They weren't that far apart, but you could tell that they were given a good amount of space. As I arrived at the address, I noticed a one-story house with, what I can only describe as, a giant garage. At least bigger than normal. It almost looked like two houses were put together.
Remembering what Hugh told me (park right in front of the garage and wait for him), I made sure to park where I needed to be. I got out of the car and looked at the garage in front of me. The door was closed, so I couldn't see the inside of it, but it almost felt like it was hiding a tank. Do workshops have to be this big? I knew auto repair shops that had big spaces for multiple cars, but I assumed it was for the mechanics' sake. But hey, what did I know?
"Ah! Right on time! Javier, right?"
I turned to look at someone walking towards me from the house. I first saw a smiling face, along with some tusks.
My god, I thought he was a mechanic, not Prince Charming! Compared to the other orcs I've seen, he was noticeably slimmer. Still pretty big compared to humans, but he had a more athletic built. (Definitely didn't mind that.) He easily could be mistaken for an orc prince with that stunning face of his. But, of course, his wardrobe negated that vision. Seeing all of him, the orc wore pretty standard mechanic wear. Buttoned up work shirt and pants, boots, gloves, I even saw a plain white shirt underneath the buttoned one. Though the thing that shocked me the most is, his hair was styled in a quiff. A pretty dashing quiff. I was definitely not expecting a mechanic to have that. Yet it somehow WORKED on him. Again, gave prince vibes, but was wearing mechanic clothes.
I shook the thought off as I greeted him, "Yes, that's me. Nice to meet you! Hugh recommended me to you saying you're the best for car troubles!"
He scoffed at that, but his smile stayed on his face.
"The man would flatter a tree just for growing! The name's Lonik, but I prefer Nik! Let me open the garage!"
Right when he said that, the doors automatically started opening. You know those moments in movies where a door slowly opens and a character stares in awe on what's behind the door? Yeah, that was me.
Maybe it's because I'm not knowledgeable on mechanics, but I was not expecting the number of things I saw in that workshop. There wasn't a single place that wasn't occupied. Racks filled with who knows what, tables with car parts, tools in every corner, the only place not occupied was the center area. Probably because that's where a car would be.
"Let's get your car inside, shall we?"
After driving my car in the garage, I saw Nik looking at it as if giving it a scan. He had a hand on his chin and a thinking expression.
"Hmmm, pretty well maintained. Especially given its year. How long have you had it?"
"Oh, it was originally my dad's. He got it right from the dealer at the time and he passed it to me. Had it for some years now."
"Aaaah, well you have it in good condition, I must say!"
I couldn't help but give a laugh, "You can thank my dad for that. I'm not exactly a...car person, if I'm gonna be honest."
He gave a light snort and looked at my direction, "I didn't want to assume, but I figured as much. But that's alright! That's why us mechanics exist! Your car might look good on the outside, but just like people, it might not on the inside. We're practically car doctors!"
I let out a giggle from that. He sure is cute for a hunky guy.
"So!" Nik the clasped his hands together. "You just need an oil change, right?"
I nodded at him, "Yes, I don't think it has any other problems."
"Well, just in case, I'll also do an inspection. Free of charge! Put your cute little worries to rest!"
I couldn't help but giggle again, "If I didn't know any better, I'd say you were flirting with me."
He gave me a wink, "Maybe you DO know better."
I froze a little when he said that, but he took the opportunity to go to a nearby table and get a toolkit. He then crouched down and took out a platform with wheels on it. I recognized it as a creeper. He came back to me with a smile on his face.
"I'll do the inspection first and then the oil change. Probably best to stand aside."
I heeded his advice and stepped aside, giving him room to work.
"Be my guest."
Nik laid on the creeper and rolled under the car smoothly, showing how much he's done it before. The only part of the body that was visible was his hips to below. It didn't take long for me to hear the sound of tools moving and colliding with each other. Obviously, I couldn't see what exactly he was doing, but I did see his legs swaying a bit as he worked. Probably a tick that he has. Pretty cute.
Of course, this led me to notice something else. Because he was now working on the car, his shirt rose up enough to expose his hips. But that wasn't the only thing. I didn't know how loose those pants of his were, but it couldn't hide the prominent bulge that was between those legs.
God, was he a shower! I could notice the exact outline of that dick and balls. They almost looked like they wanted to escape their fabric cage and come out. Maybe even get some service from some very hungry lips. I couldn't help but wonder if it can grow bigger than what they already are.
"Well, I got some good news!"
Nik finally spoke after a couple of minutes, which made me jump a little.
