Can I come in?
Chapter 2


Mr. Donald, the pool's clean.  I got all the stuff out of it, but you've got a leak in the pump housing.

"Oh great, just what I need another expencesive repair." Donald said.  He came down off his ladder and turned to the boy standing in his empty living room.  "Whoa.....where's your shorts?" He said with a big smile on his face.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I forgot I was naked." Danny said covering his crotch.

"No problem, you can run around here like that all you want.  God you've got a gorgeous body." Donald said.

"Thank you Mr. Donald." Danny said shyly, blushing.

"How bad is the leak?  Do I have to buy a new pump right away?" Donald asked.

"Oh I can fix it real cheep.  I've got a bad pump in my shop just like it.  I can take it's housing and put it on yours.  I'll bring it tomorrow morning." Danny said.

"That's great, Danny.  Say, how good are you at painting? Donald asked looking at the big room he was half finished with.

"I'm okay, but you're real good.  Your cut-ins are perfect.  I can't do that good.  I better go so I can get that pump broken down." Danny said.

"Okay Danny, let me get my checkbook." Donald said looking at his watch to determine his bill.

"You don't have to do that right now.  I'll keep track and bill you.  I'll see you in the morning." Danny said heading for the door.

"WAIT!" Donald shouted just before Danny got tot the door.  He pointed at Danny's naked midsection.

"Oh, I'm so stupid." Danny said in disgust.  He went to get his shorts.  "Bye Mr. Donald." he said embarrassed and sad.

"Bye Danny I'll see you in the morning." Donald said.  Danny walked out to his little pickup.  His shorts sagged down low enough to show three inches of pink butt.  Donald swooned.  He worked late into the night.  His house was nearly empty.  He had a bed and chair in his bedroom, no living room or dining room furniture.  His kitchen was set up fairly well.  There were no window coverings so he used an old sheet for bedroom curtains.  His bathroom window looked out into his private back yard.  He wondered if anyone could have seen Danny in his living room, naked.

The next morning, he woke to the doorbell.  He looked at his clock.  It was eight o'clock.  He jumped out of bed and put on a pair of sweats.  He answered the door to a bright eyed Danny.  "Hi, Mr. Donald....oh, did I come too early?" He said with puppy eyes.

"No, I just slept to late.  Come in.  Would you like some coffee?" Donald offered.

"My doctor won't let me have coffee.  He says it's bad for me. I really like it though.  I just don't tell him." Danny said.

(God, he's cuter than he was yesterday) Donald thought.  "Well, I'll make enough for you to have some if you want." Donald said.

"I'll get right to work on the pump so the pool will be good when it gets hot today." Danny said.

"Okay Danny, I'm going to get a shower.  Let me know if you need anything." Donald said.

"Okay Mr. Donald." Danny said cheerfully as he headed out the back door.  Donald headed for the bathroom.  He took off his sweats and got in the shower.  The bathroom had a large window.  The bottom half had shutters covering it.  Donald could see handsome Danny working on the pump.  He was sitting cross legged on the deck.  His shorts had sagged low when he sat down so his butt crack was showing under his tight wife beater tank.  Donald got in the shower with a ragging hard-on.  He leaned back against the wall as he soaped his body.  He began fantasizing about Danny.  He rubbed his balls and stroked his cock.

He was lost in his day dream when there was a gentle knock on the bathroom door.   He snapped to as if he'd been caught jacking off.  "Danny?"

"Yes Mr. Donald, I need a pair of needle nose pliers, do you have one?" Danny asked.

"Yeah, there in a box in the garage.  I'll have to get them for you.  I haven't unpacked all my tools yet.  I'll be out in a minute." Donald called out.

"Okay Mr. Donald." Danny said.  Donald rinsed off, trying to calm his ragging boner.  He even switched the water to cold but he still couldn't calm it completely.  He came out of the bathroom with his towel wrapped around him.  Danny was waiting at the back door.  Donald took him to the garage.  They went through a few boxes before finding the one with the tool.  "I'm sorry to put you through this trouble.  Mine are worn out." Danny said.

"No problem, I needed to find these tools anyway." Donald said. Danny was smiling in a funny way.  "What are you grinning at?"

"You're getting a boner, Mr. Donald." Danny said.

"I always to in the morning." Donald said defensively.

"I do to but it goes away after I pee." Danny said mocking Donald.  "You got one yesterday to, when I was in your living room."

"Okay, you're a sexy fucker and you get me horny just being in the room with you.  There I admitted it.  You happy?" Donald said.

"I think it's funny." Danny said.

"Oh shut up and get back to work." Donald said jokingly.  He smacked Danny on the butt and shooed him through the door.  Danny giggle and ran outside.  Donald now had a full on tent in his towel.  He went to the kitchen and poured himself a cup of coffee.  He opened the window and asked Danny if he wanted one.  Danny said yes.  Donald tried to get his boner down but it was still half hard when the took the coffee to Danny.

"Thank you Mr. Donald." Danny said.

"Isn't it about time you just call me Don?  I think we're friends now.  I've seen you naked and you've seen me with a boner." Donald said.

"Ha, I guess.  My Mom always said I should respect people." Danny said.

"Do you live with you Mom?" Donald asked

"No, she and my Dad died." Danny said sadly.

"Oh, I'm sorry." Donald said.

"We were in a car wreck.  I don't remember any of it.  That's why I'm kinda dumb.  My brain got messed up." Danny said.

"What makes you think you're dumb?" Donald asked.

"People say I act like a little kid.  I hear them say stuff about me.  It make me sad some times. I wasn't like this before the wreck." Danny said.

"Wow, that's horrible.  I'm starting to see a pretty smart guy here.  Don't people recognize that once they get to know you?" Donald

"Some do.  There the ones I keep working for.  The other's try to take advantage of me.  They make me do all sorts of stuff." Danny said.

"Like fix pool pumps." Donald said.

"Ha, no I do fix stuff for people all time.  I'm real good at fixing things.  No, they try to get me to do sex stuff or other bad things." Danny said.

"I can see the temptation.  You must know how sexy you are." Donald said.

"I hear that all the time, but I don't know, I think it's just cuz they're lonely or horny.  They'd probably say that to any guy." Danny said.

"Well, I may be a bit lonely, but that's not why I told you that.  It's true, and I don't find it easy to not come on to you." Donald said.

"You just did. Mr. Donald.....Don." Danny said

"I guess I did, didn't I." Donald said.  "Sorry"

"Don't be sorry.  You never hid how you felt.  Well, you couldn't." Danny said, poking Donald's tent. "You're different.  You aren't nasty about it.  You don't just grab me."

"Don't think I don't want to.  I've got to get dressed and start painting." Donald said getting up.

"I'll be finished here in a couple minutes, I'll come help you." Danny said.

"For a couple hours maybe, I've got to watch my budget.  You haven't told me how much this is costing me." Donald said.

"I looked it up online.  A new housing is $99. so I figured a used one in excellent condition should cost a quarter of that.  That would be $24.75.  I have to charge sales tax.  That would make it $26.79.  I just charge my regular hourly fee or the time but I took fourteen minutes off for the time it took to get the pliers.
That's $3.50 off so it's only $11.50 for this hour." Danny said.

"You figured all that up just now?" Donald said.

"I'm the neighborhood 'Rainman' I guess." Danny said.

"Amazing" Donald said turning to walk away.  Danny reached out quickly and gave Donald's towel a little tug.  It dropped to the deck.  Donald turned to see Danny smiling at him.  His hard dick swayed back and forth.  He snatched his towel up and covered his dick.

"Now we're even." Danny chuckled.

"Nothing dumb about you." Donald said going inside.  He went straight to the bedroom and rubbed one out before getting dressed in his old jeans and tank top.  He'd no sooner gotten his clothes on when he heard the squishing sound of a paint roller.  Danny had finished the pump and was already finishing up the living room wall.

"Wow, you're fast." Donald said as he came into the room.

"I like you so I work harder for you." Danny said.

"I appreciate that Danny.  I really wanted to get the dining room done today to.  It's already getting hot though.  The AC man won't be here till Monday.  I can't work when it gets too hot.  Sweat gets in my eyes." Donald said.

"Yeah, I know what you mean.  What's wrong with the AC?" Danny asked.

"I don't know, It runs for a few minutes then shuts off." Donald said.  Danny thought for a few minutes.  He went to the thermostat and turned it on.  It came on and soon blew out cool air but no sooner had the air gotten cool when the system shut off.  Without a word, Danny went to his truck and got his tools box.  He went into the utility room and opened the door to the central unit.  He opened his tool box and pulled out an ohm meter.  "Do you mind if I turn off the breaker to the AC?" he asked Donald.

"No, go ahead." Donald said.  Danny switched off the  breaker and in less than ten minutes, he'd pulled out the blower motor.  He rigged a hot wire to it and it started running.  In a few seconds though, it began slowing down and heating up.  Danny carried it outside and sat on the front lawn by his truck.  He worked at the motor for a while then came inside.  "Do you have a soldering gun? He asked Donald.

"Yeah, I'll get it for you."  Donald went into the garage and got the gun and solder.  Danny ran an extension cord from the house out to his truck.  Danny worked on the motor for a few minutes and brought it back in. In  just fifteen more minutes, he switched the AC on and it worked perfectly.

"You're a real Mr. Fix-it." Donald said.  "Add that to my bill."

"It didn't cost anything but time." Danny said.

"You could make a fortune being a repairman.  You seem to be able to fix anything." Donald said.

"Yeah, but then I'd have to work for people I don't care about and I'd have to charge the people I like the same as the people I don't." Danny said.

"You're selling yourself short.  You're worth more than fifteen an hour." Donald said.

"I sell my services, I give myself." Danny corrected him.  "I don't need money, I work because I don't want to be a lazy lump sitting in front of a television.  I don't tell people, but I got enough money to last ten people a life time.  I live in a nice house that's paid for and I pay cash for everything.  The money I make mowing lawn and stuff I give to people who need it."

"You're something else." Donald said, feeling inadequate.  Danny just picked up the roller and went back to painting.  They worked silently for some time.  The living room was finished and Donald had done all the cut-ins in the dining room.  Danny was working on the walls.

"Mr. Donald,,,,Don, have you ever had a girl friend?" Danny asked out of the blue.

"No Danny, I've always been gay.  Girls have never interested me." Donald answered. "You?"

"Yeah, I had a girl friend before the wreck.  While I was in a coma, she started seeing a friend of mine." Danny said.

"How could she?" Donald said in disgust.

"It's nothing, I didn't remember her for a long time after I woke up.  By the time I did, she was pregnant and ugly." Danny laughed.

"So you remember your life before the wreck?" Donald asked.

"Yeah, I remember everything.  How I used to be the quarterback of the football team, how I used to make average grades because I never did my home work.  I remember how I was a bully and how I treated girls.  I wasn't a nice person." Danny said.

"I find that hard to believe." Donald said.

"Really, I wasn't.  I had everything.  I had the looks, the talent, the brains and the money.  I didn't need to be nice to people, they were nice to me.  Then went I lost everything they were all gone." Danny said.

"You certainly never lost the looks, and you say you've got the money." Donald challenged.

"The money came from a giant lawsuit and my folks insurance.  The looks took a lot of reconstructive surgery.  My body wasn't hurt but my head was."  Danny lifted his hair on the side of his head and showed Donald the huge scars from the brain and reconstructive surgery.

"Wow that hurts my head looking at it." Donald joked.

"By the time everything was done and I could talk again, everyone was gone." Danny said sadly.

"What about extended family?" Donald asked.

"My aunts and uncles had families of their own to worry about.  They never even called till the money came in.  Then they tried to have me declared incompetent so they could get it." Danny said.  "Now they think I'm a hustler.  They think I blew all the money and have to hustle for a living.  They're 'Christians' so they won't even talk to me." Danny said with amusement.

"You don't have anyone?" Donald asked.

"I've got one new friend." Danny said smiling at Donald.

"Oh Danny" Donald said.