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Hunky Carpenter

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The house next to mine just sold, and the new owners are evidently remodeling a room or two before they move in. Two days ago, before my alarm went off, I woke to the whiny buzz of a power saw. I was pissed off and looked out the bedroom window to see what was going on. In our urban neighborhood the houses are side by side, maybe ten feet apart. A carpenter was cutting two-by-fours on my neighbor's back porch, just feet from my bedroom window. I thought, great, I'm going to have to deal with this noise every morning! Then I got a look at the guy: late 20s, maybe 30, shaggy brown hair, about 5'10', a meaty-but-tight body. You could tell he'd been working in the sun all summer. He wore work boots and shorts, no shirt. I cracked the blinds and looked him over. His chest was smooth, but he had thick belly fur that snaked down into his pants. When he hoisted lumber onto his shoulder his shorts would sag enough to show a couple inches of dark pubes. I sprung a boner.

Right away I'm thinking, I can deal with a few days of construction noise if the scenery is this good. I lay back on the bed, naked, and fantasized about inviting the carpenter in for a cold drink, leading him to the bedroom, and jerking off with him. He disappeared into the house with a stack of lumber while I jerked off, waiting for him to come back outside. I edged for a while, then blew my load and headed to the shower.

Yesterday morning the power saw woke me up again. I looked out and there was the hunky carpenter, just like the day before shorts, boots, no shirt. It's like he has no idea how hot he looks. I popped a boner and was feeling brave. So . . . I slowly opened the blinds next to my bed, lay back and start stroking. All he had to do was look in this direction at the right angle, and he'd see me. He didn't ,so far as I know , but I still busted a thick load just watching him. The good news is that he works till mid-afternoon; by then he's worked up a healthy sweat. I can see it rolling down his chest and belly, soaking through his shorts. This remodeling job should keep him around for at least a couple of weeks. Time to crawl back on the bed, open the blinds, and bust another one.



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