The humble handyman works his job everyday, deals with great clients, and gets paid for his services for his rapid and efficient work ethic. The hungry handyman scours for his next meal, puts up with annoying and awful clientele, and isn't paid for his 'secret' services, with not a speck of muck to be found afterwards. Which handyman do you think you'll put up with today? The good worker? Or the one who's likely to see you as his very next meal? This story contains gay male content, including eproctophilia (fart fetishism) and vorarephilia (vore). It is intended for a mature audience of 18+ years old.