Plumber Ryan Fleming is working hard to get his fledgling business off the ground, harder still when his old boss starts spreading lies about Ryan’s skill and work ethic. When a job offer comes from Colt of JLC Construction, Ryan can’t ignore the potential to grow his company, even if he has a few qualms about working with the man.
Colt Ferguson hasn’t exactly made it a secret that he wants Ryan. He’s never come out and officially made a pass, but the vibe is there and Ryan senses it. While he ignores the heated glances Colt sends his way, he can’t ignore the confusing feelings those glances cause.
Ryan is straight. At least he’s fairly sure he is, but when he sees Colt, he’s not so sure about anything. Working one on one with the man will test his desire and when they’re alone on the job, boundaries will be crossed.
If Ryan can overcome his fears, he might get more than he’s bargained for.
“I thought you said it was just the kitchen and a few minor bathroom things?” Ryan asked, wide-eyed.
“That’s not a lot, is it?”
Ryan nodded his head. “Yeah, it is.”
“Too much for you?” Colt asked with a grin.
Ryan shook his head. “No. Show me what we’re working with.”
Heat lashed through Colt’s body. I’ll show you what we’re working with alright. If you show me yours. “Come on. I’ll give you the tour.”
He sensed Ryan following him toward the front of the house and the framework supporting the stairs. “This is along the main wetwall running upstairs to the bathroom, so the closet should be easy to transform into a powder room. We’re installing a narrow sink and vanity along with a small toilet.”
Colt stepped back to let Ryan get a better view. And ultimately, it gave Colt a better view.
Of Ryan’s tight backside.
He tilted his head as he watched the muscles flex there while Ryan got out his measuring tape once more. More furious scribbling was made before Ryan turned around to face Colt. “Lead the way.”
Colt headed for the stairs and would’ve preferred Ryan take the lead, so he’d have some scenery, but he’d have plenty of time to look his fill in the weeks to come, he supposed. He took the steps two at a time, his long legs eating up the treads. By the time he got to the top, he looked over his shoulder to see that Ryan was still halfway down.
When the man cleared them, Colt ushered him down the hall. “The master bedroom is at the front of the house. There was a small bedroom immediately to the right of it which will become the master bathroom and walk-in. It butts up against the existing bathroom, so again, it shouldn’t be too much trouble bringing the pipes over.”
Ryan looked over the space once they were inside. “Where is everything placed?”
Colt glanced around the space and couldn’t avoid glancing at Ryan’s package, which looked like it had grown in size. A smile played at his lips as he realized Ryan was hard. Is that for me?
“This wall will house a full vanity, with double sinks. The opposite wall will be a toilet tucked in beside a full shower with drain in the floor.” Colt turned and faced away from Ryan. “And a soaking tub will go here, beside the existing built-ins.”
Ryan got down on the floor and took some measurements. He looked up at Colt, at about the perfect height for Colt’s cock. Colt bit the inside of his lip, but felt his cock growing and pressing painfully against his zipper.
Ryan’s stare drifted to Colt’s cock and he swallowed, thickly, his eyes widening. “Wh-what style… vanity… are you doing?”
Colt felt sweat breaking out over his forehead, his cock throbbing in his pants. He wanted nothing more than to grip his burgeoning erection and watch as Ryan witnessed him pleasuring himself. For some reason, Colt didn’t think Ryan would reject viewing the show. With every last thread of his restraint, he gripped his sanity and answered the question asked instead of pinning Ryan to the floor and taking what he wanted.