After the latest problem with my combi-boiler, I conclude that being a sexy dude must be one of British Gas’s recruitment criteria for their heating engineers. I was instantly taken by the guy who arrived at my house this morning, starting with his welcoming smile, cheeky grin and friendly manner. Probably in his early 40s, a well-groomed short beard and moustache offset his swept-back dark hair. Lowering my gaze, I noted the muscular chest beneath his blue and black polo-shirt, with the start of a belly showing. After making him coffee, I was able to lean against the kitchen cabinet and admire him in action. As he stretched up to the boiler, I got a great view of his full and slightly chubby arse and, when he crouched down to his toolbox, I peered longingly at the display of gorgeous arsecrack and builder’s bum. When he was facing me, I tried to weigh up the bulge at the front of his tight workman’s trousers, but I was worried about being too blatant. I wish that I’d had the courage to clearly signal my interest: “How you doing, sexy brother?”. While not bothered about a single knock-back, I would hate to gain a reputation among the engineers. All the same, you can imagine the marvellous wank that I’m going to enjoy, while remembering the man and playing out a different scenario in my head.
I have had ongoing problems with my combi-boiler over the past couple of years, which has necessitated several visits by British Gas. Throughout, I have never been disappointed at the attractiveness of their engineers. Even the sight of a British Gas van now starts getting me aroused, with images of sexy, fuckable men. – HugH
