Sam woke up the next morning with his usual morning hard on. As he put his hand on his erection yesterday's events suddenly leapt to the forefront of his mind. He felt himself blushing as he was submerged with a wave of humiliation. He remembered he was going to be working in a gay porn shop for the foreseeable future, he remembered picking up an enormous dildo, but worst of all he remembered watching the video in Mr Tobias' office and another man playing with his penis and making him cum.
He shot out of bed muttering to himself "I am not gay. I'm not a pooftah."
Luckily he was alone, his roommate had not come back last night. He decided he was going to prove he was not gay. He went to his laptop and went to his favourite porn site. It featured older women bossing younger men and telling them how to bring the older women pleasure. He liked to tell himself he liked this site because it was educational and he would have a better knowledge of how to please a girl when the opportunity arose. But deep down he knew he liked this particular site because he was submissive.
Anyway he went to his favourite scene and started to watch. He became erect instantly and it featured a woman having sex with a boy. Phew he was not gay. He felt he had something to prove and he whacked off harder and quicker than normal.
Afterwards he cleaned up and showered. Relieved he was a normal heterosexual male.
He had a lecture at 10 and then went to the library for an hour or so. Had some lunch with a class mate and then went back to his dorm to chill out.
He did not want to go back to the store tonight and see Mr Tobias. But he knew he had to. He was worried by the connection between Mr Tobias and the Dean of his college. But he decided he had to make it clear he was not gay, he was not going to take part in any more sexual activities in the store.
He then remembered how he had been hard all the time in the shop. Time was running out but he had an idea. He would have another wank now, so he would not be hard when he went to work. There was no time to set up his laptop so he started using one of his favourite fantasies. This dark haired 40 year old woman was telling him to crawl towards her and worship her pussy with his mouth and tongue. His hand was working furiously on his little dick and he felt himself getting closer to orgasm. Just as he shot his load he thought of Mr Tobias' hand stroking his cock.
Ugh! Why did I think about that disgusting man as I was coming? Did it mean I liked him touching me? Did it mean I was gay? No of course not I started to rationalise, it was my fantasy of the older woman that turned me on and got me excited and Mr Tobias' hand job only came to mind because I had worried about it all day. Having reached a conclusion, I quickly got dressed. I wore the same clothes as yesterday and thought I won't get a hard on this evening, so it won't matter what I am wearing. I climbed on to my bike and rode without enthusiasm to my job. As I rode I fantasised that I was riding to a proper book shop and I could talk to the customers about the latest New York Times best seller, or whether Shakespeare was a sexist or a feminist?
I arrived at work and went straight to Mr Tobias's office. He was seated behind his desk and waved me in.
"Good to see you Sam. I'm very glad we haven't scared you off and you've come back for more fun at the store. Did you enjoy yourself last night?"
I'm quite clever and you would have thought I would have prepared an answer for such a question. It was obvious he would ask it. But I hadn't. All I managed to say was "I'm not gay."
"Sam, I know you enjoyed it. I've got your pictures to prove it."
"You said you would delete them."
"I am going to show them to you in a minute and you can delete them yourself. First I'm going to give myself a whiskey as it's after 5 and I don't like drinking by myself so I'm going to give you one too,"
With that he stood up and turned away. I could hear him pouring the drinks but could not see it.
Mr Tobias grinned to himself as he stirred in some blue powder into Sam's drink. He thought that psychiatrist, Pavlov, was right. Ring a bell when you give a dog a bone and the dog will always think it's going to eat a bone when he hears the bell. Give a boy a boner every time he goes into a gay shop he's going to think he's gay and he's going to want to suck on a bone.
Yesterday had gone well, Sam had his first orgasm at the hands of another man and he had come back for more. In his conscious mind he might not think so but the Pavlovian reaction was already working and in his subconscious Sam knew he was going to get another orgasm today.
Mr Tobias handed me my drink, I took a sip and did not grimace today. He sat beside me on the sofa and handed me his phone. "Have a look at the pictures and tell me you were not in post orgasmic heaven. When you've had a good look delete them off the phone, understand I keep my word." Mr Tobias smiled to himself as he said that knowing he had HD video of the whole session. He did not need the pictures on the phone.
He picked up the office phone and I heard him say. "Tony, Sam is wearing the same clothes as yesterday. Can you dig out something more appropriate? PAUSE. Yes something that won't scare the customers away. PAUSE... No I don't think Sam would feel comfortable in shorts. PAUSE.... Yes perfect, I'll send him out in about 5 minutes to get them."
He turned to me. "I told you yesterday you could not wear those clothes again in my store. Tony is going to get you something more appropriate to wear."
I stood up to go and get them. "No rush, give Tony a chance to get them. Actually what size are you?"
I sat back down and said I am small to medium in most things.
"I can see that." Mr Tobias asked me a few more questions about the uni all the while encouraging me to drink my whiskey. He wanted to delay Sam in his office for about 10 minutes so that when he was looking at the pictures on his phone or putting on the new clothes his hard on would kick in.
After a few minutes he told me to go to Tony and pick up the clothes and come back to the office.
Sam went out into the store over to the cashier's desk. Tony was all smiles as he said Hi and handed me over a small package in a brown bag. "Tell Mr Tobias if he doesn't like the colour I can change it or if the clothes don't fit I can get another size."
Sam just nodded and went back to the office. Mr Tobias held out his hand and he gave him the package.
"Pale blue." He said as he handed me some pale blue fabric. I held it up and saw a very small pale blue stretchy shirt. He then reached into the bag and pulled out some matching yoga trousers.
"I think you'll look good in those. Get changed."
I looked around wondering where he expected me to get changed.
"Hurry up! You're on the clock. Just get changed over there." Pointing to the middle of the room.
I hesitated, I did not want to get changed in front of him.
He raised his voice. "Sam, don't be so stupid. I have already seen your little dick, you've got nothing to hide. It's not as if I don't see a hundred cocks a day and they are all bigger than yours. So get changed before I lose my temper."
My face was burning with humiliation. I walked over to the centre of the room. I took off my shirt and tie. I picked up the stretchy shirt and slid it over my head, as I pulled it down my chest and put my arms in the sleeves I could feel it clinging to me. I pulled it down and it reached just below my navel. As I looked at myself it seemed as if my skin had turned blue. Every contour of my body was on display.
