Date: Sat, 23 Oct 2004 11:26:19 -0700
From: Wade Wright <wadewrightaz@yahoo.com>
Subject: Chpt One:  Carpet Installer    Male/Gay  Encounters

			     Carpet Installer

		    Chapter One:  Measuring Everything

			      By Wade Wright

	David, a single gay guy, 34 years old, had purchased the house
about one year earlier, and the time had finally come for him
to,-----finally, get rid of the terrible old 1960's shag carpet, that
completely filled the house.
	The bathroom had been re-done, the kitchen was finally finished,
and the last remaining inside project was the terrible orange carpet that
he had hated so badly ever since he bought the house.
	David had done his fair share of "shopping around" to find exactly
what he wanted, and at price that he felt comfortable with.
	The day had come for the installation crew to come and do the final
measurements so that the correct amount of carpet was ordered.
Yea--special order---not just some old carpet that was already in stock.
David had decided that after living with that damn orange shag carpet, the
kind that you actually combed, he wanted to have something that was very
unusual from the norm.
	The doorbell rang and David quickly answered the door and then
asked his friend Joe, ----that was on the phone, to hold on for a moment
and that he would be right back.
	Two installation men were at the door.  David let them in, and
quickly told them, "All of the three bedrooms, the hall, the family room
and the living room.  OK guys?  I've got a guy on the phone, so unless you
need me for something, I'll get back to him.  OK?"
	"Yea right.  No problem, the lead man replied.  "All we need to do
is measure, and then we will be out of here."
	"OK Thanks!" David answered and returned to Joe on the phone.  The
phone conversation continued, and the installation men made their way
through the house, doing their measuring.
	As the men finished, David and Joe were still talking.  The lead
installation man came into the den where David was at, and told him that
they were done, but needed to know some information about getting the
installation all set up.
	"The carpet will be here in one week, one week from today.  When we
install, will your wife or somebody be here so that we can come in and
maybe do it on Thursday?"
	"Well, I'm single," David answered. "So I guess I will have to be
the one that is home when you are ready."
	"Oh there is nobody else that just might happen to be here so we
don't have to bother you during the business day?"  The installer inquired.
	"Uhhh---no, it's just me, so I guess we will have to schedule it
when I am here.  Or I'll just plan on taking a day off whenever you guys
are ready."
	"Oh, OK then."  The installer replied.  "Uhhhh say,---- how about,
then, if I stop by here Monday or Tuesday night after work to see what
schedule works best for you then. OK?  I'll just stop by, by myself, if
that is OK with you, and then we can decide when to do the work?  OK?"
	David very confusingly replied, "Well yea--I guess if that is what
you want to do."
	"Yea, I'll do that. You aren't going to be busy then on, let's say
Monday night then, is that right?"
	David was getting really confused, but did answer, "No, I won't be
busy, I'll be here."
	"OK, I'll be here at 7:00 Monday night then. OK?"
	"Yeaaaa---OK."  David answered, but rather bewildered as to just
what this whole thing was all about.
	"Wouldn't you rather just give me a phone call instead of driving
all the way out here?"  David asked.
	"No! No!  I'd really rather stop by if I might.  It will just be
me!  I won't stay too long, but I think it would work better if I came out.
We like to really take care of our customers in kind of a first class way.
OK?"
	David finally said, "OK!  I'll see you then."
	The installer guy went on out to the truck where his helper had
been waiting for him, and David returned to his conversation with Joe on
the phone.
	"Joe, did you hear all of that while I was talking to him?  I have
no idea of what in the hell that was all about.  Why in the hell does he
need to come here to do the scheduling.  Hell man, we could have decided
right now when to do it since he knows for sure when the carpet will be in.
Man I am really confused of what in the hell that is all about."
	David and Joe both decided that neither one of them could figure
out just what in the hell that was all about, but if that is the way the
guy wanted to do it, then that's what David would do.  He told Joe, "Shit
man, I really can't figure that one out.  I'll talk to you later and let
you know how it all comes out.  All I can say right now is that I sure in
the hell, hope that carpet is in when it is supposed to be.  I'll talk to
you later, man.  Bye."
	David finally finished his conversation, hung up the phone and
headed down the hall to the bathroom, for obvious purposes.
	As he walked past the bedroom door, he almost yelled out---"Oh Shit
man!  Oh shit!"
	He immediately ran back to the phone and called Joe.
	"Joe, it's David!  Joe my God Joe!  I think I know why that guy was
so set on coming out here.  He kept saying things about how he would be all
by himself, and you know he asked me about my wife being here and all that
shit, man?  Joe, I have two dildos laying out on the bed stand.  I forgot
they were out there.  Joe, he saw them.  Joe, he is all hot and bothered
about those dildos, I bet!"
	"Oh shit David!"  Joe replied.  "David, what did that guy look
like?  Can you describe him?  David, I bet he wants to come back and play
with you!  He saw those dildos and then he went though all those questions
about the wife and all that stuff, he knows you are gay.  David, I think he
wants to come back and play!"
	"Oh shit Joe, what do I do?"
	"David, what did the guy look like.  Is he somebody that you might
want to play with?"
	"Joe, oh shit man, I don't remember looking him over that much.  I
was busy.  Oh shit man!  Joe I don't know.  There were two of them.  He was
the older guy.  I'd say he was probably in his early thirty's.  Not bad
looking, ---I mean I didn't want to throw up when I answered the door.  He
had a uniform outfit on, so I couldn't really tell about his body too much,
but hell man, I did not know there was going to be a quiz later about him.
Shit Joe, do you really think that is why he insisted on coming back out
here?"
	"Straight forward David, --hell yes I do!  He asked too many funny
personal questions that he really did not need to know.  He was probably
making sure you did not use those dildos on your wife, and he now knows you
do not have a wife.  He also knows you live there alone, so he now also
knows that those dildos are yours.  He has you figured out, and he intends
to play with you.  What night is he coming back, Monday?"
	"Yea, Joe, Monday.  Oh shit Joe, what in the hell do I do when he
gets here.  How do I act.  What do I do. Act like nothing happened?  Shit
Joe, his helper must have seen them too.  Hell man, both of those guys saw
my dildos laying out there.  You know Joe, now I do remember hearing him
tell the other guy to go to the truck, and that he would be out in a
minute.  He did kind of chase that other guy out before he started asking
all those questions."
	"Well Dave, why were they out on your bed stand?"  Joe asked,
rather inquisitively.
	"They just kind of got used last night, and I just forgot to put
them away after I washed them this morning.  We got up a little later than
we intended to, and so I got a little confused in getting everything done
and helping him get out of here.  No, no---.  Nobody that you know.  Well,
I don't think so anyway.  He is a damn good top, so since you know every
top in the county, maybe you do know him.  No, ---all I know is that his
first name is Steve, and no I did not get around to asking him his last
name.  So I will find out later-OK?  Hey man.  Last night my mind was not
exactly on what the guy's name was, -OK?  I had more fun things on my mind,
and stuck up in my ass than to worry about names!"
	"Well, I guess about all I can say right now is, thank goodness you
did have the presence of mind to at least wash them.  Can you tell by the
way they are laying on the table, did the carpet guys move them any?  Are
they just like the way you laid them down?"
	"I don't think they were moved any, but when I saw them laying
there I kind of freaked out and ran back here to call you.  Hey man, what
in the hell do I do now?"
	"Hey David, I'd say maybe you have a playmate on the leash, if you
want to go for it.  From everything you told me about what this guy said
and asked, I'd say he's all game.  I guess now it's just wait until Monday
night!  Right?"
	"Yea, Joe, I guess you are right!  OK man.  I'll figure out what to
do before Monday evening, I guess.  Hey, maybe after I see him again, then
I will decide if I want to do anything or not.  Hell, I just might make him
let me know, that he saw them, before I do anything.  At least that way I
will be able to see just how anxious he is for fooling around, can't I?"
	"Hey all I can say right now is, why you?  Why not me?  Nothing
exciting like this ever happens to me?  I need some fun too, you know!"
	"Hey man, the only reason nothing like this ever happens to you is
because you are sharp enough to put your sex toys away before some guy come
into your house and sees 'em.  Hey Joe, I'll talk to you later man!  I got
to try an figure out how I'm going to handle this.  Bye!"  David hung up
the phone, and rather started pondering his next move, as far as his Monday
night visitor was concerned.
	The rest of David's Wednesday went by, as did Thursday, Friday,
Saturday, Sunday and it was now Monday!  The Monday that David had been
anxiously, kind of, looking forward to, but at the same time rather worried
about not really knowing if things really were as he had decided, or maybe
totally different than he has assumed.
	The house had been fully inspected this time.  David made sure no
tail-tell items had been left laying around.  Since the dildos had been out
and used again, the night before, he had made sure to re-store them in
their correct hiding space immediately after they had been cleaned.
	His, now favorite 'top man', Steve, had visited again Sunday night
and David had asked Steve to please make sure he, David, did not leave the
toys out in plan view again.  Steve found David's description of the carpet
man's return quite interesting and fully informed David that he wanted a
full and detailed accounting of whatever happened after the carpet man
arrived, and before he left!
	Seven o'clock on the button, and the front door bell rang.
	David quickly looked himself over in the hall mirror to see if he
was making a proper appearance.  Not that he could do anything about it at
this time, since the man was now on the porch waiting for him to open the
door.
	David's anxiety over the past four or five days had gotten him
mentally, completely in the mood for whatever exciting things just might
happen, even though he did have to admit that he really could not remember
just what this man looked like.  Nor, even how he was built.  Right now,
David was hoping that his slight memories of this man had not been
up-graded just due to his excitement of thinking maybe, maybe, something
was in store, and his questions of just how this was all going to come to
the surface, so that things could happen, if they could and should!
	The original "casual" business attire that David did originally
have on, --he had decided was way too stuffy.  Way too stuffy if he wanted
to make any type of a "fun person" appearance to this man of "mystery".
	After making three or four decisions about his attire, he had
finally decided that a neatly pressed pair of Levi cut-offs and a simple
white T-shirt with gym shoes would look very appropriate for a man that was
just simply home for the evening.  Not dressy, not too way-out, sexy, but
yet just leveled to the point that cut-offs are advisable for showing off
some very nice muscular calves.  And of course, the T-shirt is such a
standard piece of apparel, very widely accepted in almost all environments,
but thankfully it did manage to offer a very nice presentation of a young
man's rather strong muscular upper body and the biceps that bulged and hung
to the side of the shirt.
	David yelled, "Coming!" And then reached for the door and opened
it, to, once again, get a more conscious look at this man that he had
mentally played with for the entire last four or five days.
	"David, hi!  How you doing man?"  The visitor asked as David opened
the door and for a slight moment, a slightly little too long of a moment,
simply stood there and let his mouth hang open.
	"Hey, I'm doing great!  How about you?  Come on in!"
	David invited the, 'carpet man" in, as he had recently been
referring to him, as he had told his friends about the funny little visit
he was expecting and the reasons behind it.  As he did, David realized that
if this was the same man as the one there last Wednesday, he certainly did
improve his appearance by dumping the baggy uniform clothes that David was
sure he had on last Wednesday.  David did admit, that he had not really
paid too much attention to the man last week, but now he was certain that
it had to all be due to his rather, un-flattery attire on that day.
	As David extended his hand for a hand shake, he did muster enough
courage to ask, "Uh, you are the same guy that was here last Wednesday,
right?"
	"Yea, I am!  I'm Todd.  I'm the same guy.  Why?  Am I hard to
recognize out of the crappie uniforms they give us?  Got to admit,--- just
as soon as I can, I dump that stuff and put some of my own clothes on after
work.  I guess when they ordered uniforms for me, somebody must have
thought I weighed in at about 50 pounds heavier."
	"Yea I guess so!"  David replied with a smile.  A rather broad
smile!  "I'm sorry Todd, but yea, I do admit that I really did not pay to
much attention to you or what you looked like last Wednesday, but if I had
been told to go find you someplace, I do admit that I would never have
picked you out of a crowd, as the same guy.  Yea, Todd, I guess maybe they
don't have the best uniforms for you!  Anyway, sorry, I just needed to make
sure I was talking to the same guy!"
	Todd's present attire was much more becoming to him, and his 29
year old body.  The body of an obvious former athlete, or perhaps still a
current one, since everything was certainly looking very fit and proper to
David!
	As the two men entered the living room, with David in the rear and
definitely checking out the ass on this guy, Todd started to explain,
"Mr. Stanley, we did get confirmation today that the carpet will be here
Wednesday."
	"Uhh, wait Todd.  Please don't refer to me as Mr. Stanley.  As I've
always said, only the undertaker and the tax man can refer to me as
Mr. Stanley.  I'm not that damn primp and proper!  Todd, please call me
David!  Don't make me feel uncomfortable with all the formal customer
approach crap.  Let's just be friends.  I mean, after all, the day you guys
lay it, we will be spending most of the day together anyway, so let's just
be Todd and David, OK?"
	As David expressed the statement, "the day you guys lay it", made
him mind wonder just slightly as he then remembered that ass he had just
checked out and was wishing he could "lay it"!
	"Thanks!  Thanks David!  I do appreciate that a lot!  You know we
service people do have to maintain our respect for our customers, but when
somebody like you lets us take the guard down, it sure does help a lot.  I
appreciate that a lot!  Like I was saying, we got confirmation that the
carpet will be here Wednesday.  Is Thursday workable for you?"
	"Yea. Yea Thursday is OK.  I've can sign up for a personal day, for
that day so that I can be home all day, so yea, that's OK.  What time will
you guys be here?"
	"If 8:00 is OK with you, we can be here at that time."
	"Yea 8:00 is great!  How long will it probably take?  All day?"
	"For this size of installation, we will plan on all day.  May not
take that long, but if not, then we'll be out of here earlier."
	"OK, whatever."
	"Uh, David, there is one thing that I do need to kind of discuss
with you first though."
	"OK?  Yea?"
	"Well David, I will have the guy with me that was here last week,
Jimmy, and I'll also have a couple more younger guys to help move the
furniture in and out.  What I need to talk to you about is,----well---this
is kind of maybe a little touchy,---but hey, we are both men and I don't
think I'll offend you any if I mention it."
	With anxiety in his heart, just hoping the right subject is about
to be approached, David asked, "Yea?"
	"Well David, last week when Jimmy and I were here, I saw some
dildos on your night stand.  I don't know if you kind of always let them
lay around or not, but can I ask if maybe you don't have them out?  Poor
Jimmy, he's already about to climb the fence in asking everything about
what he saw, and I'm not so sure I've got all the answers for him, and I
know damn well that if those other two see something like that, I've got
big problems on my hands."
	"Oh God Todd, I'm sorry!  Right after you guys left, I went past
the bedroom and saw them laying there and I almost freaked out myself.  I'm
sorry!  All that stuff will be well hidden.  Don't need to worry about it
happening again!  I got a little careless and I'm sorry.  So this Jimmy.
What's he asking?  Did they really freak him out or something?"
	"Hey, David, can I get real honest with you?"
	"Yea sure Todd, of course.  I'm the one that asked the question."
	"David, I'm not sure if they freaked him out more, or maybe me!
David, I have a dildo at home that I use on my girlfriend, but David, it
sure as hell is not the size of either one of those!  David, I've never
been around anybody that I knew that owned one that big.  David, can I get
real blunt with you and ask if you use that whole thing?"
	As David sat there realizing that the, wished for, highly
anticipated, conversation that he had dreamt about maybe happening for the
past four or five days, was actually now in progress!  He shyly replied,
"Well, yea.  Yea I do.  Todd, you do know I'm a gay guy, right?"
	"Oh yea David, I know that!  You kind of told me that last week
when you told me you were single and no wife.  When you told me that, and I
had already seen those dildos, in there, I kind of pretty quickly put two
and two together.  That's why I wanted to come back here tonight, if
possible.  I wanted to just get gutsy and up-front and ask you about them.
See, Julie, my girlfriend, and I have looked at some like that in the toy
store, and we've always wondered just who, and how they use them.  David,
is this alright if we talk this stuff?  I'm really querious, and I feel
like maybe you and I are enough alike, well except that you are gay and I'm
straight, but anyway, enough alike to talk about this stuff.  Is it OK?
Can you tell me how those big ones are used?"
	"Well, I've got to admit Todd, that I've never really had anybody
just come right out and ask stuff like this before, but hey-like you say,
we are enough alike that I guess it's not too off base to discuss this
stuff.  You've got the guts to ask, I should have the guts to answer."
	"Wow!  Thanks David!  David, I've got to admit that I really did
feel like I was putting my neck out on the line doing this, but I just knew
you were the kind of a guy I could ask this stuff about and not have you
get all mad.  That's why I never talk this stuff over with any of my
straight buddies.  I tried once, but hell, all I got was a lot of crap from
them all trying to act like they knew what in the hell they were talking
about, when I don't think one of them had any idea of what in the world he
was saying.  I can talk to gay guys a whole lot easier about sex stuff than
I can the straight guys."
	"Well, thanks!  I consider that a complement!  But, Todd, I've got
to remind you that I am a gay guy, and for me to sit here and talk about
using dildos, either on me, or on someone else, it's a little different for
me than for you.  I'll be talking and remembering what two gay guys do
together, and Todd,----you are not some slob.  I know since you are
straight, maybe talking about some outrageous sex actions with a guy is not
a turn on for you, but sitting here talking about asses and dildos and
looking at you sitting there, all hot as hell, in your tight Levi's, well
that is something else.  I'll try, but Todd, I've got to admit, I'm getting
all hot and bothered inside already!  Us gay guys get hot for sex just as
quickly as you straight guys do!  It's just with us, it's for sex with some
hot hunky guy, wearing hot, tight hugging, Levi's like you are wearing,
instead of with some gal that runs around with almost nothing on.  I do
hope you are smart enough to realize that gay guys like to make it with hot
looking guys, and when the subject is sex, you've got to expect the gay guy
to get all hot and bothered just like a straight guy does!  Especially if
he's talking to some hot looking guy!  Todd, I'll talk about this stuff,
and tell you how to use those dildos, but if you see me eyeballing you and
probably specifically your crotch, you better expect it!  You don't look
like you did the other day with that messy uniform outfit on.  Todd,
tonight any gay guy would get hot over you even if not taking sex!"
	As Todd listened to David talk about how gay guys get all hot and
bothered too, he reached down, rubbed his crotch slightly and looking
directly at David said, "I've never made it with a guy before.  Are you
saying that maybe I'm hot enough looking to you, that maybe you would like
to have sex with me?  Is that what you are saying?"
	"Oh shit Todd!  You need to ask that question?  Is this all a come
on, or are you suggesting that you want us to do something?  What's up here
Todd?  Let's not play games!"
	"David, I have never been so damn straight forward in doing
something or asking for something than I am now.  These last few days,
after I got so damn cock sure of myself when I told you I needed to come
over here to set up the installation, I have been shaking in my shoes
wondering if I would actually have the nerve to tell you why I was really
here.  David, when I saw those dildos laying there, I decided that I wanted
you to show me how to use one of those big dildos.  Julie has been wanting
to get one, so she can do my ass with it, and David, I need to know if I
can take something like that up in my ass first.  David, can we see if I
can take something like that up in my ass?"