Harry has no illusions about himself. He looks in the mirror and sees a fat, ugly bloke who's gone stale at the age of thirty-five. He wasn't always like this–in his early twenties, he was into clubbing, dating, just like any other gay guy in London–but since he moved in to look after his mum, and her subsequent death, he's let himself go. Besides, there's no one to make an effort for, so why bother, right?

Then a construction site worker starts whistling at him every morning on his way to the office…

Tony thinks Harry is one of the sexiest bears he's ever seen. But when he finally gets to talk to Harry, Tony soon realizes that getting to know him is going to take some effort. Not that the prospect puts him off‒Tony loves a challenge, and he's not about to give up on Harry.

Two mature, ordinary men. Real life. Real-life situations. And love…