"This is going to be the best birthday present you've ever had," Billy said, as he drained the last few drops of his coffee. I had been lamenting for weeks about the approach of my 40th birthday and Billy had taken me out for a birthday lunch to cheer me up. During lunch he kept hinting at a surprise birthday present, a present that would definitely involve my favorite subject-sex.
"Just be home alone Saturday evening and wait for the present to arrive," he said, grinning from ear to ear. "I know you well enough to know you're going to enjoy the hell out of this present."
As the weekend approached I kept trying to imagine which of my many sexual fantasies Billy was going to surprise me with. He knew me pretty well and he knew all about my sexual preferences, even sharing in some of them. He knew I enjoyed damned near anything to do with sex, in fact he had introduced me to guy-guy sex several years ago when I had enjoyed a wild threesome at the beach with Billy and his then wife.
The doorbell rang about 7:30 Saturday evening. I opened the door to find a repairman facing me. He was a youngish guy, probably in his early 20's, blonde and blu-eyed. I guess he was about 6'2" since he appeared to be a couple inches taller than me. He was wearing a uniform of sorts, a shirt that had silver snap buttons down the front and pants that had the same snap buttons running down the sides of both legs. The outfit was finished off by a pair of heavy work boots. I must have looked a bit surprised, because he grinned at me and said, "Hi, you must be Paul. I'm Jonny. Your friend Billy hired me to install a new water shutoff valve under your sink."
"A water shut-off valve???" I said. "That's the big surprise birthday present i'm getting? Jeezuz, what a joke."
"I guess he must have thought it was funny," Jonny said, as he closed the door behind him. "Just show me where the kitchen is and I'll get to work."
"This is nuts," I said, "but I might as well get what he ordered."
I took him into the kitchen and pointed to the sink. "There's some stuff underneath the sink that'll have to be moved."
"Oh, that's okay, I'm used to that. I'll take care of it.
He walked over to the sink and bent over to look underneath. The pants he was wearing were very tight and they stretched even tighter as he bent over. No question this guy was in great shape. I could see the muscles of his thighs outlined against the thin, tight fabric of his pants. He took a waste basket and a bottle of drain cleaner out and set them up on the cupboard. As he turned toward me, he said, "Damn, it's hot in here, Paul. Do you mind if I take off my shirt?"