Gay bookstore initiation

Dannyfunn63

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Danny walks into the Darkly lit bookstore. He scans the room and sees magazines to his left. There are videos to the right. There is lingerie straight ahead. He fingers through some magazines before walking past the lingerie. He runs his fingers along the silky fabric on his way to the video section.

He looks through some lesbian stuff and straight stuff. His eyes wander toward the transvestite section and he is surprised by how beautiful they look. He gets lost in a trance looking through the videos when he suddenly realizes he has passed the original section and is now looking at the gay section.

At first he thinks he should move back but he find himself staring at the covers with men kissing and more. He finds himself getting aroused which is both exciting yet embarrassing. He looks around and doesn't see many people looking at videos. He sees only a couple men wandering about but none seem to be looking at him. He continues thinking no one is watching him.
 
Danny wonders where everyone is. There were so many cars in the lot, yet the place is nearly deserted. His ears pick up some moans and other things, and he notices a dimly lit hallway with some red lights above doors ... he wanders back.

In the hallway he sees several open doors and several closed with lights above those doors. There a few men pacing through the hall and others leaning against a back wall watching him. Danny blushes and sees a token machine so he buys some and ducks into a booth unsure what is going on. He forgets to lock it as he inserts token and flips to a lesbian movie.
 
Alex, 46, is one of those leaning against the back wall, noticing all who come and go . . . although I have perfected the ability to notice without staring . . . and by now my eyes are adjusted to the dark area where the booths are located. I saw this guy come in the bookstore and wander around before coming back into "my" area.

I can tell he is pretty new to this scene just by the way he looks around, grabs a few tokens, and ducks into the first empty booth . . . also, I did not hear the tell-tale click that comes from a door being locked. Either he really is that naïve, or he wants some company.

My guess is "straight", but with a curiosity about "gay or tranny". Either way, I am going to check him out. I smile at a couple of my buddies on the back wall and saunter down the narrow hallway to Booth #5, a private booth without a glory hole on either side.

I can hear a video playing inside . . . sounds like a lezzy show . . . oh well, to each his own. Opening the door, I step boldly inside, watching you jump in surprise at my intrusion. Even with the only light coming from the screen, I detect a decent bulge in the front of your slacks.

Before you can say anything, I reach down and give you a squeeze, "Not bad." I start unzipping your slacks, "Let's see what you've got in here?"
 
I stumble back against the booth wall and try to stop you.

"Get the fuck out, faggot," I say as i curse my cock for not softening. I try to push back, but you have me fairly pinned against this wall. The echos of the lez show fill the tiny booth.

My cock won't stop throbbing. I struggle against this stronger man, and I curse myself for not working out more. He undoes my pants and tugs them down to my thighs and grabs me roughly through my boxer briefs. My 6 inches throbving as i pray it softens ... but it doesnt.
 
Reaching over to the movie selector and changing the video to a man-on-man, "I think this is really more your type!!"

Once I have your slacks down around your knees, I grab your hard cock thru your briefs . . . yeah, this is what you need. Hooking my thumbs in the waist band, I roughly pull them boxer briefs down, exposing your hard cock, the head already leaking precum. Wrapping my fingers around your shaft and stroking, I grab your balls in my other hand and give them a squeeze, "How soon before you cum, you little sissy?"

Noticing the wedding ring on your finger, "Does your little wifey treat you like this?" Leaning over I slide my mouth down your hard shaft, not stopping until your cock is entirely encased in my hot, wet mouth . . . my tongue swirling around your shaft.
 
I let out a loud gasp as i feel you divery down on my rock hard cock. I try to back away, but my body doesn't want the feeling to end. I look up at the ceiling, avoiding the screen. I imagine a woman, trying to avoid the fact it is another man on his knees. I thrust into your mouth as you suck, moaning at the intense BJ.
 
I hear the loud gasp from you . . . obviously I am having an effect on you . . . would be totally shocked if you didn't respond to my mouth. Glancing up I see you looking up, avoiding the scene on the screen . . . not looking at me . . . enjoying the buildup in your body, but trying to avoid the cause of your pleasure. Trust me, that will change.

Before sliding back down your shaft, I take one of your hands and place it on the back of my head, drawing you just a bit more into our interaction. Teasing your balls with m fingers, swirling my tongue over your shaft . . . I sense the reaction on your body . . . a full orgasm is well on its way!!
 
Keeping my eyes up, I grab your head and start thrusting into your mouth. I grunt and grown as within just a couple minutes I am on the edge. I give one hard thrust and hold, filling your lips with shot after shot of cum.

As I come down, I realize what just happened. I try to reach down for my pants but struggle as i am backed I to the wall

"Thanks, man, that was awesome. I really got to run though. Can you back up and let me get my pants up?"
 
"Really? You're just going to cum and run? I don't think so1" In case you didn't notice, I did not close the door completely when I came into your booth; a couple of guys are standing in the hall, having watched everything going on in here. Standing there with their hard dicks in their hands, I'm pretty sure they would like some relief too.

Turning back to you, "On your knees!"
 
I laugh and try to push past. You shove me back and the two men in the hall block off the door.

"On your fucking knees," one barks. The other flashes a menacing smile and cracks his knuckles in a fist.

I slowly sulk to my knees. "Please don't hurt me guys. I'm really not gay ... i just loved getting the BJ. I'm sure this guy can help you."

I point you out, but they just laugh. "It's you we want, bitch," one barks.
 
"Do I need to remind you where you are? You can't go running home to wifey and complain about the big bad boys at the book store!!"

Stepping to the side, I allow my two 'friends' to get a little closer with their exposed cocks in hand. With a knowing smile they step closer and rub a cock on each of your cheeks, over your face until one of them is pressed against your lips.

"Time to open up." Seeing fear in your eyes, "You're in our place now . . . time to learn the rules here."
 
A tear escaping my eye as i open my mouth and the large black cock is roughly shoved in. I nearly gag as this monster cock is thrust slowly into my mouth. I try my best to adjust as i gag and tears roll down my cheeks. He continues humping my facing, calling me sissy and bitch. After a couple minutes I feel him pull out. He jerks himself and sprays across my face, on my shirt, all over. He wipes a finger across my gooey face and makes me suck them dry.
 
"OK, guys, I think we can give hem a short break, but he still has a bit to learn about our little group." The other two back off; after all, I am the one in charge around here. They both retreat to the back wall and wait for their next conquest.

Turning back to you, "Get your pants on and follow me. We're not done here just yet." As we walk out of the video booths and thru the store, the clerk winks at me and tosses me a bag of 'goodies' that he knows I will be needing later today.
 
I tentatively follow as we walk through the store. I look around and see smirks my way. I feel something akward and wipe my lips. I encounter a large gob of cum on the corner of my mouth. I just lick it off as i look around for a way to emrun away but we aren't going by the door.
 
Leading you into another corner of the store, marked 'Private'. The owner lets me use this office for my personal pleasure when I feel the need. Closing and locking the door behind us and turning back to you, "Strip!" Not q request, but a command.
 
I refuse but you shove me against the wall and threaten me.

I shake as i slide off my Tweet shirt. My hands tremble as i untie my shoes and kick them off. Then the pants and socks. I take a deep breath and take off my boxers.

"Hey, mister, I'll do whatever just don't hurt me, OK?"
 
"Trust me. I have no intention of hurting you. But, you will learn to obey when I give you a command or an instruction. The first time. Understood?"

Handing you a plastic bag, "All your clothes in here. Then turn around."

Waiting for you to fill the bag and turn, facing the wall away from me. "Bend over and grab your ankles."
 
"Whoa! I'll suck your dick, fine. But no way am I getting anything shoved up my ass. Give my clothes back!"
 
Grabbing you roughly by the wrist and twisting your arm behind your back, "What did I say, slut? Now bend over and grab your ankles."

I really have no intention of fucking you now . . . that may come later, but first you are going to learn to obey, the first time.
 
I struggle and can't break free as i am pinned to the wall. Tears in my eyes I bend over when you let go.

"What are you going to do to me? I'm not gay, I swear."
 
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