— Originally published in Allboy magazine - February, 2000 —

The young man came to lay the carpet, but he laid one of the lucky tenants instead.

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The owner of the building where I lived brought in an old man to do a whitewash paint job on the walls in the hallways and by the stairs. He slapped paint on the outside of the apartment doors.

I ran into the old man when I took my garbage down to the dumpster in the basement. He was cleaning up his stuff. I chatted with him. He told me that the owner was going to put the building up for sale on the market.

The next week when I came up to my apartment in the elevator, I noticed that the carpeting was torn off all the floors in the hallways.

Later, I saw two guys unloading big rolls of carpet from a van at the curb. One guy was around thirty, tall and slim, with red hair. The other guy was around twenty, short and beefy, with brown hair.

It was my day off. I heard the pounding while they laid the carpet down below. The noise sounded like nutty woodpeckers.

The following day when I came home from work, I saw the dark red carpet on the top floor where I lived. It looked tight and neat except for some stray loose fibers. It smelled fresh and new.

The younger carpet layer was putting some tools into a metal box by the stairs leading to the roof.

"Looks good; nice job," I complimented him.

"Thanks," he smiled. Up close, he was baby-faced and had big, blue eyes.

"Excuse me, but could I use your toilet? My partner's out answering a call from the company and I gotta wait around for him."

"Sure, come on in," I replied. I unlocked my apartment and showed him the bathroom by the door.

He carried his tool box and set it down inside the hallway.

"Been laying carpet for long?" asked.

"This is my first year. I like it, but it's hard on the knees, you know."

So is being a cock-sucker, I thought, but I didn't say anything. I just watched him reel out his dick and splash piss into the toilet bowl. He had a fat, clipped dick.

I'd risk bruising my knees to suck that cock, I thought.

"Got a big dick for your size," I said.

He shook off the piss drops. He turned around and waved his dick at me. It started to stiffen.

Instinctively I licked my lips.

He slowly stroked his cock. It was a fat eight inches when hard.

"Want that big thing sucked?" I offered.

"You suck dick?" he asked.

"I'd suck yours."

"Go for it."

I walked over and dropped to my knees. I clasped his hot, throbbing dick. I swabbed my tongue over the crown and tasted it.

"Oh, yeah," he sighed.

His body was sweaty and his dick tasted kinda salty.

He didn't stop me when I unbuckled his belt and slid his jeans and funky briefs down to his knees. He had a dense brown bush that fanned out. He had fat balls.

I inhaled his musky crotch. Slowly stroking his dick, I lapped at his balls which tasted kind of moldy, but delicious. I stuffed his big nuts into my mouth and bathed them in saliva.

"Yeah, suck those motherfuckers," he growled.

I hummed on his balls, then spit them out.

Holding his stiff pecker aside, I licked his brown bush until it glistened with spit.

Cradling his cock, I flicked my tongue over the veined shaft.

His prick was throbbing wildly. The rosy mushroom head turned purplish. Clear pre-cum oozed out of his piss-hole. I slurped it up.

"Suck it; c'mon, suck my dick," he hissed.

Clasping his dick by the base, I licked the ridge below the crown. I wrapped my lips around his pecker and sucked on the knob.

My own dick was stiff and oozing.

I glanced up into his smoldering brown eyes. I took a few slides on his dick.

My butthole was twitching like mad. I took my mouth and hand off his dick.

"Oh, baby, I gotta have that big dick up my ass. Fuck me. Fuck me with your big dick," I pleaded.

Yeah, that's what I like. I love to fuck. Always wanted me a backdoor bitch. Ain't never done it with a guy before, though. But, any old port in a storm, right?"

"I got a tight ass. Not been fucked much."

I slid down my slacks and boxers. I put my hands on the edge of the bathtub. I glanced over my shoulder.

"Come on; shove it in," I said.

He got down on his knees behind me. He spread my butt cheeks. I watched him check out my ass crack.

"You shave your asshole?" he asked.

"Yeah, I like it smooth," I answered.

"Always wanted to fuck me a shaved pussy," he said. "But all I get are bearded clams. No bitch will shave her beaver for me. I got a magazine with a shaved cunt in it, but the pictures are blurry cause I spunked on 'em so much."

He rubbed my crack. He poked a finger into my butthole. "You got a tight shithole, you wasn't lying."

He fingered my butthole and got me all revved up.

"Come on; gimme your dick, big guy," I begged.

"You really want it?"

"Fuck yeah,"

"Tell me how big it is."

"It's a fucking mega-dick. It's a stud dick."

"Bet you've had bigger up there," he said.

"Maybe, but not thicker. Yours is like a fuckin' beer can."

"Tell me how much you want it."

I'd never had a guy talk to me like that before and it was real hot coming from this macho stud. I'd had trade before but no virgins that I knew of. Guys back in school said that the only virgins were from Virginia.

"Come on," I whined. "I need it. It's been so long."

"Yeah, I like it when you beg for it. Beg me a little."

"Please fuck me. Stick it up my ass. Plow me. Corn-hole me. Come on, let me fucking have it." I was bent over and watching over my shoulder as he jerked that big fat cock. The head was getting shiny from the pre-cum oozing from it.

I was in heat and almost delirious.

"Beg me some more."

"You're torturing me, you fucking carpet layer bastard!" I said. "Come on, I'm dying to get my ass fucked. Do it, you horny, big-dicked motherfucker. Shove that huge cock up my ass. Please! Please! Make me feel alive. Come on you macho stud. I love blue-collar men. Come on, I want a sweaty man who works with his hands. You're so fucking hot, stud. Give me that cock... please... please!"

"You really want my big dick, don't-cha?"

"Fucking right. Come on, I'd kill for that fat cock!"

I didn't go that far, but I did reach back and grab hold of that hot, hard, blue-collar boy's dick and poke it into my dry fuck-hole.

My ass hole was dry but that didn't stop me. I backed up on it to the hilt!"

"Whoah you fucking slut. That ain't no pussy hole, you know."

"You're a man... Show me how macho you are. Come on, ram it to me!

He kind of corkscrewed my ass at first.

"Give it me, you butch motherfucker. Come on, hump me..."

He clutched my waist with his hands and bore into my butthole. His ball-nuts banged against mine.

"Oh, hell, yeah," I shouted. "That's it, that's the ticket. Fuck my hot ass!"

He was looking down and watching his fat prick slide in and out of my shaved butthole.

"Come on, tear up that ass. Give it to me good. Show me what you got! Come on, you fucking pussy! Give me some cock!"

"Fucking smut-mouthed punk bastard, you're really gonna get it."

He didn't lie. He thrust that massive, hard cock in deep, pulling it nearly out, then ramming it in again. It plundered my hole and his crotch slapped against my plump ass cheeks, making an audible sound.

I was moaning and groaning. I'm surprised that someone didn't hear because of all the noise I made. Guess they had a hearing loss after all that heavy pounding with the carpet layers working.

"Oh, it's so fucking big," I continued, "Never had a harder dick up my ass. Come on; do me. Shoot it! Cream my fucking asshole!"

He was at the brink of a gut-wrenching orgasm. Suddenly, I was surprised to feel my own balls rumble from the ball slapping his nuts gave them. My own dick was hard as a rock. Damned if I didn't beat him to the punch!

"Omigod! You're fuckin' the cum out of me!" I screamed.

I clutched the bathtub while I shot my load all over the side of it.

At the same time, my blue-collar stud carpet layer crammed his ass-plunderer to the hilt and it exploded. He sprayed my ass-guts with his scalding cum-load. He drenched my bowels and I could feel the overload leak around his embedded dick and trickle down my thighs.

When he pulled his hard cock out of my ass, it made a loud plopping sound. My asshole throbbed with pleasure.

With his strong, callused hands, he spun me around.

I liked the way he talked. I wondered if he talked to his girlfriends that way. He rubbed his cock back and forth on my face. I licked my lips.

I lovingly held his big, fat mule prick. Took a washcloth and lovingly wiped it. Then, I kissed it.

He stood up while I sat on the bathroom floor. I watched him pull up his jeans and stuff his still half-hard prick into this jeans.

"Gotta go," he said. "See ya."

He picked up his toolbox and left.

I didn't even know his name, but I've often thought of the carpet layer boy who laid carpet and then laid me. It was really a magic carpet ride I've never forgotten.

THE     END