Wrong sex shop

The wrong store

I wandered around for a long time. I couldn't find anything appropriate for my friend's bachelor party. I was looking for some sexy panties or something to embarrass him. Where was the girl's section? 

I finally found the underwear area. But they were all for men. Mostly leather, black satin, and vinyl kinky stuff. Some of them had straps with buckles and locks that wrap around a guy's package and squeeze it. What the fuck?

Next to them were chest harnesses, some with nipple clams hanging over the chest area. This place is really weird!

As I drifted closer to the door to leave, I stumbled across another section of gags and blindfolds. The pictures on the packages were quite unsettling. Men gaged and bound, helpless. I realized I'd been staring at them for a long time. One, then the next. Kinkier and kinkier. Who does this sort of thing? Who wants to be tied up like a slave? I thought about what that might be like. Who would be there pulling the straps and knotting the ropes? I felt embarrassed even looking, let alone thinking about it. I looked around the shop to see if anyone was watching me. One guy was strolling through the aisle behind me. He was tall, masculine, and rough-looking. Or at least compared to me. If I were bound like one of the men on the display, would the someone with me be like that guy?

I thought maybe I'll check out the rest of the store before I leave. I've got a half-hour more to kill. I ended up near the back of the store. The place where the leather harnesses, handcuffs, collars, and hoods were on display. I was checking out a heavy leather dog collar when I felt a touch on my shoulder. I jumped and dropped the collar on the floor. 

"Oh shit!"

A large man in a T-shirt and shorts was trying to get my attention. He was kind of fat and hairy. His beard had been growing for much too long. A heavy, dominant type, I thought to myself. 

"You want some help? I know a little about this sort of thing."

I shyly shook my head.

"It's ok. I've helped a lot of boys like you get into this stuff. It's getting out of it that is the difficult part. Ha!"

What the fuck? I was done here. I was done with this guy. I stepped back, turning toward the front door. But I was going to have to get past him and through most of the shop to get there. 

"Hey, don't be a bitch. Here, let me show you how this fits."

He was following me, holding the collar, steering me toward the back of the shop. In the back hallway I backed right into a wall covered with leather straps, they were hanging all around me like a forest. Before I knew it, the collar was around my neck with him buckling it. 

"See, this is pretty cool. isn't it?"

This wasn't the sort of guy I'd ever be interested in if I were interested in men at all. I tried to tell him to back off. I let out half of a "Hey fucker!"

He leaned in, pulling me close using the ring on the collar, covering my mouth with a big, wet kiss. "Be quiet bitch."

The backroom

I've never kissed a man before. I suppose I've dreamed of it now and then. I'm not much with the ladies. But I'm not anything with the guys either, until now. Some straps pull off the wall and a small wooden door opens. Into the tiny, dark porn booth we go. 

As he wrapped a long strap all the way around me, just above my elbows, pulling my arms in close. He tells me to be quiet again. 

"I watched you when you came in. I saw everything you were shopping for. You are a sexy boy, very much shopping for a man like me. Well, here I am, sweetie."

The strap around my body pulls tight. I can barely move. I stumble back into the bench behind me. I'm placed on it, sitting with my legs spread out on either side of him. He drops to his knees. What is happening? Suddenly my jeans are open and his mouth is sucking my dick. 

"What the fuck, dude?"

He doesn't stop. I can feel myself getting harder and harder. He is sucking me pretty good. I go to that crazy place you go when you're about to cum. This is pretty fucking nice! 

But he stops and quickly stands up next to me. 

"Your turn, bitch."

One of his hands is on the back of my head and the other one is pointing his cock in my face. Fuck! I was about to blow, and now this? I felt somehow obligated. Stupid me. I open for my first taste of an angry cock. His belly is in my face. His cock is hairy, fat, and manly. He is pinching my nipples while he works my mouth. It goes on forever!

He doesn't stop until I get a good wet load in my mouth and all over the front of me. 

"That was nice. Do you want me to finish you off now?"

I look down. My dick is still hard, poking out of my jeans. I look back at him, not knowing what to say. 

He wipes a big glob of cum off my face, moving back down between my legs. "You liked sucking me like that, didn't you?"

I didn't respond.

"Yeah, you love it."

My jeans are pulled down a bit more. His hand slips under me. Two slippery fingers slide into my butt crack. I jump but it's too late. His mouth wraps around my dick, sucking it in deep. His fingers have found my hole and he is jamming them in good and hard. I'm wiggling, rocking back and forth. But I don't want it to end. He keeps sucking.

"Jesus Christ, man!"

I let one loose and it goes all over the place. He is laughing as he pulls his pants up. "That was fucking awesome!"

As he is unbuckling the bondage strap around me, he tells me a few things. 

I've never tied anyone like that. It was so cool. I loved it. I can tell you did too. I could tell as soon as I saw you this was just what you wanted. Or needed. Tell me I'm wrong. Maybe we can do this again sometime"

He took my phone and put his number in it. He put it in using a nickname for himself.