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Sam the Tool Man

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by Jeff You meet people in some of the most extraordinary ways. The other day I had to take my car in to have some minor work done on it. The fan belt needed to be replaced and I thought I�d drop the car off and pick it later on � hoping it was not gonna cost a lot of dough. I arrived at the garage and was told that if I didn�t mind waiting, the car could be fixed by one of the new mechanics shortly, thereby meaning I did not have to make a return trip. This was cool for me and I really didn�t wanna come back all the way to the garage. I was introduced to the mechanic (or rather my car was) and he proceeded to look under the hood and do the regular inspection stuff. The mechanic was probably in his early thirties � not bad to look at � and was wearing a pair of baggy blue overalls. He continued to work/inspect the car and ignored me. I really didn�t mind � I was curious about what was under the hood and just observed. The mechanic then turned to me and told me that it was not only the fan belt, but also the belt which connected to the steering. I whistled and thought, well this is gonna cost a bundle. He was like a doctor looking over his patient and explaining to me some of the more technical aspects. I was genuinely intrigued and appreciated his willingness to talk to me about the car. The next thing, he started talking to me about the different tools and how expensive they were. He opened up his tool cabinet and proudly displayed the contents. It was impressive and I said as such. Well he started telling me about the different wrench sizes (US versus metric) and at one point he mentioned something � which I didn�t quite understand, but it sounded like women like guys with big tools. Well this change things and I decided to start flirting � not overtly � with the guy. I said, yeah, it was important to have the proper tool and the right size otherwise you could not get the job done. I then added, that although I did know a bit about cars and that I wassure that he had more tools which he could show me and that like some women, I could appreciate a �good size tool�. I could see from his face that he did not quite get my drift or did he�. He told me that the belt was not in stock and that it had been ordered and would be in within the � hour. I told �Sam� � I think that was his name � that I would like to know more about the different tools and could give him a hand � to hold the light � be his assistant. I think he was flattered by this and proceeded to talk to me about the car, pointing out different stuff which was actually quite interesting. At one point, he was leaning against the front of the car pointing to a something or other and his crotch brushed against my hand. Well-well, well, I thought � the lesson now became more interesting and the hunt was just beginning! I then stood behind him to look at where he was now pointing and let my now semi-hard cock gently rub against his ass � nothing blatant- just an accidental brush pass. We continued our discussion � or more correctly, he talked on about the car and I listened and grunted occasionally in agreement. At one point , he was pointing to the rear of the engine � leaning over and my hand which was resting on the front of the inside of the hood gently- brushed against the soft bundle of flesh between his legs. From this little escapade � I now knew two things � 1) he probably was not wearing any underwear under his overalls and 2) his cock may have been responding to my touch. I looked him in the eyes asked didn�t he find it rather warm in the garage in the summer � with all of those hot engines, oil, and those warm overalls it must be rough and � innocently added � it may be better to wear shorts. Sam said it was not practical, and that how he beat the heat was that he drank hot tea and that the overalls were not all that warm, especially if you did not wear a shirt underneath it all. I agreed and said, yeah, I do the same often if I am working outside � but I usually wear shorts and no underwear. Sam may have chosen to ignore my comments, but I could tell that his dick was now semi hard. I was a good 3-4 inches taller than Sam and lifted my arms to stretch and give him a look at my still semi hard cock. His eyes looked at my cock � the obvious bulge � and he then turned his eyes quickly away from my crotch. I now formally asked Sam, if he would like my assistance�with an appropriate pause and looking him up and down and my eyes briefly lingering on his crotch��help you with the car?� This way I can learn more about how it works. I could tell that I had succeeded in confusing him somewhat as to what I really meant. Well the next � hour or so, was good � I would brush-up against him and look for every occasion to touch him. When we were finished, I placed my hand on his shoulder and said, thanks �I had learnt a lot about my car and tools. He was genuinely pleased and told me it was nice to have someone who was interested. I then added, we should do this again and I would like to see more of his tools and have a chance to handle them. Sam turned red and was somewhat shy as he mumbled his thanks � it was a pleasure . He did not look me in the eyes, and his eyes were looking elsewhere, and his hands covering the obvious bulge in his overalls!