anything, however, and as our little small talk and chatter seemed to be drying up, he simply nodded his head, gave me a nice warm smile, and turned to walk towards the building. I panicked. Did he nod his head with the intention of inviting me to follow? Or did he nod his head to indicate the conversation was over? Or did he nod his head and was unaware that he nodded his head? Nope, my gaydar was definitely not working yet, and I froze for a few seconds. When my brain began functioning again, I told myself, “Hey there can’t be any harm in following him and if he wants to know what you are doing, just pass it off as having interest in the new building. OK?” Right, I was going to give it a try.

He was disappearing into the building just as my feet began to work for me. Even with my still shaky decision to go into pursuit, I quickly registered that he was seriously ruggedly handsome, tall and well built, with a nice ass filling out his tight jeans as he walked away from me. The fucker was hot! Had I not noticed all that before now? Was my gaydar on a delay switch? I chided myself for not even looking at his crotch, but told myself, “Dammit, I’m going to go get a good look at it, one way or another.”

I sauntered along, as though only idly curious about the construction, when in fact I was wildly curious about the contractor’s hot body. Inside, I poked around, just looking nosy and interested as several of the workmen greeted me socially enough. “Mornin” “How ya doin’?” “Hey there.” I wanted to stare at every one of them, but kept my eyes from straying anywhere near their bodies, as much as I wanted to undress them with my eyes. I also did not want to be diverted from pursuing my quest, the hot-bodied contractor. I was sure that I had lost him, and panicked and almost left in sweaty frustration, when I caught a glimpse of him as he went into the stairwell. So, I sauntered over to the stairwell. It only went one direction, up.

Up one flight, and I gazed around the empty space with no contractor stud in sight. So, I went up another flight, and checked out the area, almost giving up once again, when my heart leapt into my throat as I saw him at the far end of the area, staring out the window with his back to me. I sauntered over to him, what the fuck was I going to say when I got there? I had no idea. But I could not stop myself.

I did not have to say anything as it turned out. As I approached him, he simply turned as he smiled broadly and winked at me, and nodded his head again, this time towards an office area as he went inside the room. Just a little bit scared and terribly unsure of what was going down. Would I really be safe? But I followed him. He closed the door, and turned the deadbolt, and we were locked in a vacant office. My heart was beating so fast that I was worried that I might collapse, and my knees had turned to jelly, and my