Let me tell you up front, this is just a fantasy. However, it's one I have jerked off to many times. I have had time to mold the characters, their actions and the settings to the point I can almost remember it happening, don't I wish!

It was a quiet night in the adult bookstore (ABS). I was training a new clerk to fill in on the weekends. He was young, 20 according to his ID. He had a cute bubble butt, and looked to have a full package where it counts. However, he also had a girlfriend.

I, on the other hand, was in my late 30's. I still played the field on an all-male team. While I had a slight paunch, I was in fairly good condition.

I asked the new guy, Tim, why such a young guy would want to work nights on the weekend. That was the time to get out and party a little. He advised me that he was going to school during the week, and his steady girlfriend was going to college in another state; so his weekends were dull. As a matter of fact, he mentioned, she was getting ready to head off to college before he got off from work.

I laughingly joked, "I hope you gave her a great sendoff last night. It's going to have to hold you over for a long time."

He replied, "We wanted to go out together, but her parents insisted on holding a party for her. I wasn't even able to get a kiss good night she was so occupied."

"Seriously," I said, "you should of told me. We could have done your training tomorrow if you wanted to give her a little goodbye loving."

Looking to the floor, he sheepishly replied, "Won't matter. I can't take her to my parent's house or her house without a ton of people crowding around, and she refuses to make out in the car. It would just be another night of frustration."

"Hell! No." I said, "that ain't right. Tell you what. Give her a call. I'll let the two of you have some privacy in the back office. Give you a chance to get your freak on."

He was elated by the idea. He gave her a quick call and asked if she could stop by his new job to say goodbye. He had to practically plead with her to get her to agree.

As soon as she walked into the store, I sensed trouble. She was ill at ease about being in this type of place. She tried not to look at any of the merchandise on display. She seemed relieved when Tim showed her to the back office. I felt proud helping a young couple enjoy a little intimacy.

Suddenly, the office door swung open. She was in a foul mood as she stormed out. Tim was right on her heels. She was berating him as a degenerate, a perve, a sicko, and a few other choice names. He was sputtering that he just wanted to be close to her before she left. No good, she was not going to calm down. She split, and left Tim looking like a drowned puppy. He apologized for everything, but I just brushed it off as no harm.

Tim was in a very depressed mood now. I excused myself, went into the back office and made a quick call. When I came back out, Tim was watching one of the porn movies on the booth system monitor. I told him to cheer up, she'll get over it. He confessed it wasn't the first time she got pissed off at him over sex. he blamed himself for his lack of experience.

The incident faded into the background as the night wore on. Poor Tim, more than once I noticed him watching the video screen. Without even knowing it, he was rubbing his crotch and starting to sprout a sizable erection. Just before closing time, a final customer came in to look over the merchandise.

I nudged Tim, and whispered, "Keep an eye on this guy. I suspect he's been stealing merchandise. Tonight, I'm going to catch him." I walked up and locked the front door, turning off the outside "OPEN" sign.

When I got back to the counter, Tim leaned over and said, "I've seen him slip something under his shirt. I don't know what it was, but something."

I walked over to the customer, and in a firm voice ordered him to open his shirt. He just stared back at me. I reached over and yanked his shirt. I only meant to pull it loose from his pants, but his quick step back ended with me ripping his shirt off his back. Several magazine packs tumbled to the floor. He fell to his knees asking for forgiveness, claiming it was his first time. I told him he was a fucking liar as I had him under suspicion on his last visit, but I just didn't catch him.

Cowering on the floor with no shirt he looked up pleadingly "Please don't call the cops. I'll do whatever is necessary to make up for this."

I grab his hair, tilting his head back. I said "anything." He nodded yes. I continued "and do you swear that no matter what, you'll never tell anybody I let you off or what your punishment was?" He nodded again.

I looked at Tim. "If you don't have any place to go right now, I'll show you how we treat shoplifters here." Tim just shrugged okay.

As I pulled the shoplifter up by the hair, I noticed an unusual bulge in the rear of his pants. "I think there is more stuff than we know of hidden on you. Take the pants off!" I ordered. The crook undid his pants, and slowly pulled them down. Several DVDs spilled out of his pants. Picking up the DVDs, I remarked "I think this raises the level of the crime, and the punishment."

I pushed the near naked guy over to the counter. As we passed the bondage display, I grabbed a whip off the rack. I pushed him up against the counter, and looked him over. He was a couple of years younger than me, a little on the muscular side too. I realized if he changed his mind, he could probably beat the crap out of both Tim and me. Thinking of Tim made me look to see how he was handling this. He just stood there gape mouthed, not sure of what was going on.

"Tim," I said snapping him out of his stupor. "Go into the supply closet. You'll see a black box stamped PRIVATE PROPERTY. Bring it here." Tim followed orders, and was soon setting the box on the counter. I opened it, drawing out a collar affixed to a couple of chains. I quickly fastened the collar around the crook's neck. Pulling on the chain, I lead him over to a nearby support post. High up on the post were a couple of eye hooks for holding up signs and banners. I had Tim hook one end of the collar chain to the opposite wall, and hooked the other end to the post myself. As the crook stood there spread eagle, I noticed another suspicious lump in his underwear. Turning to Tim, I remarked "I think he stole a dildo too." I indicated to Tim to pull down the underwear. Tim was like a robot, if I told him to jump off a bridge, he probably would. Tim reached over and yanked down the tightie whites. Out popped an 8" cut dick with tight balls. I laughed "My mistake, but take them off anyhow." Tim complained as the crook stepped out of them.

Now I had the crook suspended between the post and wall buck ass naked. His limp dick was swaying with every move. I raised the whip and brought it sharply down on his ass. He yelped and squirmed out of the way of the next blow. I handed the whip to Tim and pulled some more chains out of the black box. These I fastened around his ankles, pulling his legs apart and immobilizing him. I looked at Tim, he had a wild look in his eyes. He started to hand the whip back to me, but I told him it was his turn to melt out some punishment to our new slave boy. He complied by swatting the slave's ass and leaving a deep red welt. This was quickly followed by two more quick smacks.

"Hold on Tim," I cried, "He's getting a boner. He likes this." Tim peered around the naked man and saw the erect cock. Looking at me, Tim replied "Guess this isn't much of a punishment for him then."

I unhooked his legs from the lower chains. Keeping the other chains hooked to his collar, I released him from the post and wall.Pulling on the chains, I lead him back to the sales counter. Pushing him forward, I forced him to lean over the counter. Walking around front of him, I undid my pants and slide them and my underwear down. I lifted his head and ordered him to open his mouth. He complied, and I slid my limp dick in his mouth. I warned, "Scrape my dick, slave; and I'll bust your teeth." I shoved forward into the wet mouth. My dick immediately filled with rushing blood, pumping my growing erection further into his mouth.

Now Tim was getting edgy. I wasn't sure if he was getting turned on or off. I pulled the slave's ass cheeks apart exposing the round brown ring to Tim. I asked "Doesn't that look just like your girlfriend's sweet ass?"

Tim said "I don't know. She was never into anything like that."

I was shocked. "You never got to bury your dick in her sweet ass in three years of going out? Next thing you'll tell me is she never gave you a blow job." Tim looked at the floor, the truth written on his face. I continued "I got to tell you, this slave's got a sweet mouth. Just like getting a blow job from your favorite girl. I bet that ass is sweet and tender too. You're not going to get a better offer than right now. Stop being a pussy whipped boy. Get some ass like a man. Fuck this bitch. Just pretend it's your girlfriend's ass. You know you want to punish her for being such a bitch before she left. Here's your chance to fuck her like she deserves." As I said this, I tossed Tim a condom from the display on the counter.

Things had progressed too far for Tim to stop now. The treatment by his girlfriend and the burning lust in his groin overwhelmed his brain. He shed his clothes to stand naked behind the prone man. He ripped open the condom package and slid the protective cover down his rising shaft. Our new slave spit out my dick, and protested loudly. "No," he cried "not that. Please don't fuck me. I'll suck you both off."

I pulled his head up and reminded him, "you said anything if I didn't call the cops. Want to go back on that?" "No," he replied, "but I'm not use to it. At least use some lube." I grabbed a pillow pak of lube from the display and squeezed it into my hand. I reached over to grab Tim's condom covered dick and stroked it to smear on the lube. Tim was being driven by pure lust now, anything went. He walked up behind the offered ass. I pulled the cheeks apart again as he lined his dick up with the ass ring. He pushed, and sank easily into the obviously not a virgin asshole. He groaned as the tight sheath of ass muscle gripped him like a vise. He pulled back and drove in again.

I took this opportunity to shed the rest of my clothes. No sense being the only one half dressed. I returned my dick to its own warm hole of the slave's mouth. Looking at Tim, I egged him on. "Fuck that bitch. She didn't want your love, fuck her. I bet his ass is tighter than that stinky pussy anyhow." Tim just nodded in agreement as he continued fucking the male ass in front of him. I couldn't take the action on my own dick anymore, and shoved forward to coat the slave's tonsils with my cum. Wad after wad jetted out of the slit of my dick and began the trek down his gullet. I pulled out wasted. Tim was still plowing that ass with all his might.

I yelled at Tim, "He loves your dick, Tim. He's got a boner like you wouldn't believe." Tim tried to look around the man, but couldn't maintain his thrusts in that position. I yelled "Grab his dick. Jerk him. Nothing better than being balls deep in a sweet ass when the bitch cums. Jerk it, that's it, milk that dick." Tim was leaning against the slave's back while he plowed his ass and reaching around to grip that throbbing meat. I continued my encouragement, "Fuck it, Tim. He's going to nut. Drive it deep." Suddenly, the slave groaned as he shot a load of stringy cum wads onto the front of the counter. Tim's eye's widened as I imagined that ass convulsing around his dick. It was more than Tim could take. With a roar, he pushed deep and froze. I could see Tim's ass cheeks flex as his own orgasm filled the condom with his cum. Tim withdrew his cock with a loud plop.

Tim reached for his dick to peel off the used condom. I slapped his hand. "No sense doing that yourself when he is still under your control." I retorted. Pushing the slave forward, I ordered him to clean Tim up. The slave pulled the used condom off Tim. Tim's dick glistened with traces of cum. I pushed the slave's head forward and he swallowed Tim whole. He licked and sucked the dick clean. However, Tim was still a young stud. The oral action not only cleaned him up, it revived his erection. Soon he was holding the slave's head as he pumped in and out of his mouth. I put my arm around Tim as he fucked that face. "Better than fighting for a little stink finger from some pussy." Tim looked at me appreciatively and nodded. I took the chance and leaned over to kiss him on the lips. Tim froze for just a second, and then resigned himself to the situation. He parted his lips in welcome to my seeking tongue. He started to suck my tongue even as he continued to fuck the face kneeling before him. I reached around and grabbed Tim's ass. He did not object. I trailed my fingers down the crack of his ass leaving a trail of the lube still on my fingers from previously jerking him. As I got to his tight ass ring, I tickled it. His moans encouraged me so I slipped one finger part way in. That was all it took. Tim grunted and his body shook in orgasm as his cum squirted into the hungry mouth before him, and his own hungry ass gripped and gnawed at my probing finger.

Tim staggered back in disbelief at the actions he had just engaged in. I looked at him and asked "We're still cool, right?" Tim nodded and weakly replied, "I never knew it could be like this." I suggested he go home and get some sleep. He looked at the slave kneeling on the floor. I told him not to worry, I'd take care of everything.

Tim got dressed and headed toward the door. Turning, he warily asked "You sure he won't tell anybody?"

The slave reaffirmed, "I swear I'll never tell anyone. I just want to go home." Put at ease, Tim left with a happy look on his face.

I walked back to the kneeling slave. Taking his head in my hands, I turned his eyes up to mine. "Remember your promise!" I said. He said, "Don't worry, I won't tell anybody." I said, "No, this promise." As I said this I held up my hand wiggling the finger with the gold band on it. He stood up and kissed me. He whispered into my ear, "I promise to love, honor and obey until death do us part." I smiled at my love.

Slapping him on the ass, I said, "Let's get home. I want some more of you all to myself." Pausing to look at the door that Tim had departed through, I mused, "You know I think I can get him on his knees within a week. Once I get him used to swallowing cum, it's a small step before I can crack that ass."

My lover laughed, "Don't you mean before WE crack that ass?" I chuckled as we start to get dressed. Tomorrow night was going to be another interesting night at the ABS.

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