Breaking the Bricklayer's Virgin Asshole The bricklayer arrived sweaty, muscular, with his t-shirt stuck to his broad chest and his jeans low, revealing his tight underwear. He looked at me with that naughty smile and said: — I came to get my... hands dirty. But the way he looked at me said something else. He took off his shirt without ceremony, revealing his abs glistening with sweat, and came closer, with hungry eyes. — Today the job is different — he murmured, pressing his hot body against mine. I thought he was going to fuck me right there, but he surprised me. He turned his back, pulled down his pants and said in a hoarse voice, almost a whisper: — Today I'm the one who's going to get fucked. I want to feel you opening me up all over. I stared at that hard, upturned ass, begging for attention. A rough, strong bricklayer, but with his virgin ass trembling with anticipation. I didn't think twice. I grabbed my favorite toy — thick, smooth, with the strap-on ready — and got ready. — Take it easy… I’ve never put anything in before — he asked, taking a deep breath. — Relax — I replied, with a smile on the corner of my mouth. — Today I’m just going to play… but next time, I’ll put something in that will make you really moan. I lubed him up well, gently sliding the tip in, feeling him shiver all over. His asshole was so tight, almost closing over the toy. But he didn’t resist for long. When the first centimeter went in, he moaned softly, holding on tightly to the wall of the unfinished bathroom. I thrust slowly, making room in that virgin hole, feeling every tremor of his body. He bucked up more, moaned, begged for more. He was ready. When I pulled out, he turned his face away, his eyes shining, sweaty, panting. — I… want more. Call me again. Until you put a real big cock in my ass. I smiled, taking off the strap-on calmly and giving his ass a nice slap. — And it will be soon. Your training has only just begun, you dirty bricklayer.