Chapter One
I had just received through my older brother an offer to apprentice as a mechanic. That was the most exciting news in months as I had been looking to apprentice in my chosen field of car mechanics. Yet, it was not easy to find someone to take me on. So when I heard of this opportunity I was really excited, the only drawback with this offer was that I had to move to a small town.
I was not sure about taking this proposal at all. My brother encouraged me to at least check it out. So before long I was on my way to meet the owner of the garage in question in small nowhereville about three hours from the big city.
I arrived just before lunch. The bus let me off in front of the local diner. The garage was situated at the other end of town which was about a fifteen-minute walk from the diner. I like the feel of the little town and to my surprise I felt at home right away. It seemed cozy and friendly. So walked up to Bill's Garage as it was named. It was open for business.
I stepped inside and looked around to see if anyone was there. Then out of the blue I heard a deep manly voice ask me if I needed help. I turned around to see who it was. "Hi, my name is Rick. I am here to apply for the apprentice mechanic position." "You're in the right place. My name is Bill I am the owner of the garage, please to meet you." I noticed him looking me up and down, sizing me up thoroughly. He looked to be in his early 40's. He stood about 5' 10" of average build and in good shape. I like his black hair and his retro brush cut. Suited him. After the brief introduction Bill suggested we walk back to the diner for lunch and to take time to get acquainted. That was fine by me coz I was starving.
I liked the diner, the menu was old style diner food and appetising. Comfort food galore. While we ate lunch Bill went over the apprenticeship program and what it entailed. I liked the way he explained it making it easy to comprehend. Bill was very matter of fact type of man and I liked that about him a lot. He let me know that the apprenticeship was for two years. He hoped I did not mind sharing his modest studio apartment was directly above the garage and repair shop. On our way back he suggested we take a look at where I was going to live.
It was accessed by a stairway at the back of the garage. I was surprised to see how spacious it was, all open concept. Very masculine set-up and very comfortable looking. Bill let me know there was only one bedroom with a big king-size bed. He asked if I was ok with sharing the bed with him. I assured him I was totally at ease with that. I notice he blushed a little when he asked about sharing the bed.
We went back downstairs to the shop and discussed more details. Bill let me know I could start in two week's time. That gave me time to get things sorted out back at home. I was glad Bill wanted to take me on. I liked him. He told me he had three employees and I would meet them the next time. It just so happened that they were not on hand for one reason or another on this particular day. He assured me I was going to like them a lot.
Bill walked me to the diner to catch the 4 o'clock bus. My trip back home gave me the opportunity to go over what had transpired earlier on. Here I was 28 years of age beginning a whole new journey. I was excited yet apprehensive at same time. I wondered what it was going to be like living with Bill in such close quarters...even sharing a bed. My mind was reeling with umpteen questions swirling around over and over again. By the time I got back home I was exhausted.
The next two weeks went by quickly as I had quite a few things to tend to before moving to Smithville Flats. The only thing I needed to pack was my clothes and a few personal items. Bill's place was furnished of course. I kept it simple as in less is more.
I moved in on a Friday, that way I had the whole weekend to get installed and acquainted with the routine at Bill's place. He was glad to see me. Gave me a big hand shake and a hug. The other three employees were there so he introduced me to the gang. There was Chris who was about 40 years of age. A short muscled guy measuring maybe 5' 6". Then Ray who I would guess was about 35 years of age. He had black curly hair and looked to be 5' 11" and in good shape and then Danny looked to be younger. I guessed him to be 31 years of age. Brown hair, 5' 11 and husky yet in shape.
They all greeted me warmly and made me feel at home. They were handsome country guys that were down to earth and appeared to be easy to get along with. Only Ray was married the other guys were single.
Turns out Bill was quite the cook. On Saturday evening he had the guys over for supper. This was to get us familiar with one another. He served up a pasta with his home made meat sauce, a fresh green salad, fresh garlic bread. There was red wine on the table. For desert ice cream with chocolate cookies. Wow! The meal was delicious and I let Bill know how impressed I was and glad that he was going to be cooking for me too. Everyone laughed and Bill let me know I could wash the dishes and keep the apartment clean. More laughter.
The first night at Bill's went well. I was a little shy. We had pizza for supper on my first night there. My things were unpacked so we had a few beers and watched some television. By 10:30pm Bill called it a night and we went to the bedroom to get undressed. Bill was not the shy type.
Before long he was in his underwear. I noticed how much his briefs were filled out. He had a sizeable bulge in his underwear. I was trying to be discreet and yet was taking in the sights. He was very hairy. I liked his look.
I slowly undressed and ended up in my underwear. I was wearing white briefs. Finally, Bill threw back the blankets and got into bed. I soon followed. Once in bed chit chatted for awhile. The room was dark yet I sensed he was moving his manly treasure around, playing with it. I was doing the same. Before long we fell asleep.
The next morning, I woke up alone in bed. I smelled coffee and sausage and toast filling my nostrils. It was time to get up. I remembered Bill telling me that this was a guy place. He liked to hang out in his underwear and t-shirt. So that is what I put on to go for breakfast.
There was Bill in his briefs and t-shirt cooking up a storm for us. His bulge was so plump and manly. He saw me catching a look at his big pouch. "How did you sleep last night?" "I slept really Bill. The bed is really comfortable." He told me to pour myself a mug of coffee and sit at the kitchen table because he was about to serve us breakfast and I was starved.
We discussed what we were going to do for the next two days. It would be a good time to start my training in the garage. The guys were coming for supper on Saturday evening and on Sunday Bill made a B.B.Q. for the guys.