The Sex Shop Bacroom Fantasy

My name is Harry. I will admit, it seems like my dick controls my ideas more often than my brain recently. The problem is, I'm 18 years old and really horny all the time. It has turned into a problem since I live with my parents and can't do anything with someone else to release these feelings because I'm too scared of them finding out, mostly because I'm also gay. Ever since my last birthday, I've been wanting to finally experiment with my sex life, since, of course, as a virgin, I haven't been able to do much, even romantically speaking. I've been going to college the last few months, and my horny brain has not let me study and pay attention in class, especially when there's so much eye candy in my class. Most of my peers were men, muscular and bearded, like Michael; tall and confident, like Jesse; dark and handsome, like Devon; hell, even the teacher, Mr. Howard, had an amazing body underneath his white button-up that you could see during those hot afternoons, with a gorgeous face underneath fancy glasses and tight black pants that gave away his thick thighs. How could I keep my mind focused on the lectures when there was so much to look at? I had to do something about this.

I was beginning to forget whole lectures because I was contantly distracted by the numerous hunks around me. So, one Friday, when I got home, I decided to jerk off after class, an activity I was pretty much forced to do to keep my mind off the guys I saw during my lectures, until I started to notice that it was finally not enough. I needed more. In fact, I was more interested in a completely different position. I have to admit I wanted to feel like I was on the bottom, and jerking off didn't really satisfy that. My body still felt hot, burning up with emotion. All that heat wanted to come out somehow, and that need was not something I was able to accomplish on my own. My brain went haywire. It was my dick that started making the decisions, as I started to search online for places to satisfy these urges.

I found out about a place that was en route with my college that could be an easy fix to my problem: a sex store. I had class in about 3 hours, so I could just leave home early and head over there first so my parents wouldn't suspect a thing. Next thing I know, I'm walking to class 40 minutes earlier than usual to make sure I had enough time for my little detour. My heart was racing like crazy, and my body was still scalding hot; you could almost see the sweat evaporating off my body, creating clouds of vapor. I finally walk next to the store and wait a bit outside, just to make sure nobody I know suddenly walks past and sees me like this. I mean, is this normal? I felt so nervous. I haven't done anything like this before. What if I get judged by the staff? A guy buying a dildo? That sounds embarrassing... What if I buy it and it falls out of my backpack in class? What then? So many thoughts went flying across my mind about this whole situation. Was it worth the embarrassment? Would I even be embarrassed? Fuck it. I walk in the store, and my nervousness spikes; the walls are all lined with so many types of toys, all shapes and colors, some I didn't even imagine how they were used. My eyes darted around the place until I saw what I was looking for. There was a whole shelf of them, so many colors and sizes.

It must have been a couple of minutes of me looking until I heard someone behind me. "Can I help you with anything?" A masculine voice asked behind me.

I turned around, embarrassed, and shook my head a bit. "No, I, umm..." He looked like a really tough guy, very muscular, his arms filled with tattoos. He even had a couple of face tattoos barely covered by his elegant rectangular glasses and full, neatly styled, long beard. "I was looking for one of these..." I pointed back at the shelf I was looking at.

"Looking for something specific I can help you to find?" He asked. His expression was pretty relaxed, not the least bit intimidating even with how tough the rest of his body looked; hell, he was wearing a tight black t-shirt with leather pants. He had some leather cuffs on both of his wrists, some of those spiked ones that look like dog collars. To be honest, the more I looked at him, the more attractive he seemed.

"Well, I..." I turned around to look at my choices. There were so many options. "I don't even know where to start." I admitted. It didn't help that I was a virgin who didn't know how to even use one of those.

"Well, you want something big, average size, something that vibrates, maybe a fantasy shape?" He began explaining my options as he picked up some of them to show. He was completely relaxed by the conversation. He made me feel quite comfortable after being so scared to enter. "If it's your first toy, I recommend not going for anything too big to not hurt yourself." He continued, clearly realizing that someone this nervous hasn't been in a store like this before.

"Thank you, yes, I would like something for a beginner." I finally built up the courage to say.

"Great, well, I recommend something like these..." He said, pointing at three very similar-looking dicks, they were maybe 13 cm to 15 cm in length. "They're a good enough size to pleasure you up there, but not too big to start with." He explained as he picked one up. "They are made to feel just like the real thing." He said, smiling at me, stroking the fake cock up and down. I couldn't take my eyes off it. He continued to fidget with it, stroking it up the shaft, stopping at the tip every once in a while.

"Yeah, I'll take it..." I say, still staring at the store clerk stroking the dildo like a real dick.

"Cool, do you need any lube? Maybe something to clean yourself out?" He asked as he placed the toy on the counter with a bottle of lube and a small douche next to it.

"Sure, I'll take those too, thanks." I say, as I become ready to pay. Taking some money out of my wallet, as I'm close to the counter, I notice a hallway behind a shelf next to the clerk, hidden away from sight. "Oh, umm..." I move my head over to see what is behind there.

The clerk seemed to take notice of my curiosity as he took the money off my hands. "You good, buddy?" He asked. "Yeah, so what's behind that?" I asked back. "That's our little play area. Not many sex stores have something like it, but we decided to have a slightly hidden place for certain events or clients, if you know what I mean." He began explaining as he packed the items I had bought in a black plastic bag.

"Play area? What do you mean exactly?" I was even more curious about it all. It was probably my dick thinking for me, but I needed to know what was back there. "Well, it's mostly a bunch of holes in the wall for public use-type events, glory holes, and sex swings." He explained, leaning over on the counter towards me. "What? Are you interested in it, boy?"

That was a new word for me to hear. Boy. It made something inside me feel excited. "I, um..." I got a little nervous again, but this time it was for the fact that my dick had gotten a bit hard by the thoughts of what was being told to me, plus the attitude of the store clerk really didn't help the situation. I tried to hide it with the plastic bag filled with the toys. It was pretty ineffective, since the clerk immediately looked me up and down, noticing what was happening.

"Listen, boy, come here Sunday at 9:00 pm. I'll show you around for real; there will be an event. However, I need you to bring someone. You are only allowed entry to this event if you get someone else to join." He began to explain as my head started to plan out what I needed to do.

My brain wanted to say no, but my mind was not being controlled by it right now. I began to think about how I was meant to come here with a partner--with whom? "Can't you just lend me a favor?" I asked, thinking with what was between my legs, which was enticing me to do this even if I'm a complete amateur.

"Oh, I already have a partner, but I know I'll be seeing you there." He grinned and winked. I didn't know what to do in response; I stayed there looking at him for a few seconds until my brain gave me the wake-up call I needed. I needed to get to class! Without saying anything, I stuffed the plastic bag I was holding deep into my backpack and started running towards my college. Thankfully, I didn't take all the 40 minutes I had extra from leaving early at the store and managed to get to class in time. I had a little problem during class, though. My mind wasn't thinking about anything but the rooms back there at the sex shop and how I needed to find a partner by Sunday. My eyes darted around the room, trying to find someone who might be willing, even when I didn't even know if any of my peers were gay or not. Michael, Jesse, and Devon, as I said before, were all hot as hell, but could I risk asking them to join me? My brain finally started to think straight. I couldn't just ask them something like that. I knew them, and we have been talking a decent amount since we started college together, but could I risk the relationship with them by asking them to meet me at a sex party? That would be too weird, too awkward. So, I decided I didn't need to go to that back room. I had my toy; I could play at home with it and not risk all the risk it took to go to the sex store again.

So I went home that day without asking anybody to go with me to the party. While I was home, I decided to wait to play with what I bought; after all that had happened in my mind today, it really did not feel like the right time. I needed to focus on something important, so I decided to study the material Mr. Howard gave me. I read through it all, and I did all I could all night, until I fell asleep at my desk. That morning, I ate breakfast, only being able to think of the party, and what was worse, I didn't have class this weekend, meaning I couldn't distract myself to no longer think about it. I started to regret not asking anyone over. My mind was racing again, controlled by my urges, so I decided to go over to the store again. I was hot with sexual energy again, just like yesterday, but this time, I had a bit of a surprise on my way there.

As I tried to enter the store, I bumped into someone familiar. In the same white shirt and tight black pants, Mr. Howard was blocking the shop's door, with a black bag in hand. "Mr. Howard?" I reacted.

"Oh, umm... Harry!" He jolted back.

"Didn't expect to see you here!" I said, blocking the door, curiosity getting the best of me. I wanted to pry out why he was here.

"Same to you..." He said awkwardly.

"What do you have there?" I asked, weirdly confidently.

"That's a very inappropriate question for a student to ask a teacher." He tried to deflect the question.

"Oh, it's Saturday, and we are after hours!" I said, entering the store. He took a few steps back. Usually I am not this confident, but right now, my dick and hots for my teacher were taking over. I needed to get to this party, and I knew who I could get to accept now.

"You know each other?" The store clerk asked, noticing the situation. "My two most curious recent clients, huh..." He teased. With that comment, Mr. Howard looked at me straight in the eyes. Curious? I asked myself. We kept eye contact. Both of us were probably asking the same questions in our heads. What did the clerk mean with 'curious'? "You both asked about the backrooms, and you both seemed very fond of the idea..." The clerk revealed. So, Mr. Howard was interested in the party tomorrow?

"Oh, really?" I asked my teacher.

"You were curious?" He talked back.

"So what about it? I'm guessing you don't have someone to go with yet?" I continued, as I approached him further, so much so that our clothes touched and rustled together. He was sweaty, and it smelled great...

"I don't..." He said, in a very soft-spoken tone. I got closer; our pants were touching.

"So Mr. Howard, how about we go together?" I say, close to his face. I could feel something moving near my thigh; he was hard, and his dick just twitched in his boxers. He wanted this too. "What do you say we see each other tomorrow night?" I said, now grinding my leg on the tent he had in his pants.

"Umm... yes... of course..." He said, nervously, as I finally left him alone. Never thought he was this subby underneath such a masculine, muscular figure. He walked out the door with his face red, covering his erection with the black plastic bag, just like I did yesterday.

"Wow, didn't see you as the type." The clerk commented with a smirk, having witnessed my encounter with my teacher. I immediately get flustered myself and rush out the door. I didn't know what got into me, but it worked. I had a partner to go with tomorrow night. All I had to do was wait.

Next thing I know, time has passed, and I'm at the sex shop entrance waiting on Mr. Howard to show up. It was only 9:20, but something made me think he was for sure showing up. While I waited, however, I decided to enter the store. There was barely any people in there, but the tattooed clerk was standing near the backroom hallway with a somehow even more muscular and hairy guy next to him, the guy was dressed fully in leather, leather jacket, a lether cap, leather chaps, the outfit you usually see in those hardcore bondage porn videos that sometimes show up recommended on those sites. The few other couples that showed up had pretty regular casual outfits, nothing crazy like the clerk and his partner. It only took around 5 minutes until I saw that familiar form walk through that glass door. "Mr. Howard!" I greeted him with a hug.

"Umm... Hi..." He awkwardly hugged back. "I didn't expect to be doing something like this with a student..."

"Don't be worried; no one needs to find out." I say, again weirdly confidently. I don't know what it was about this guy, but his nervousness made me so much more confident in this situation. Probably the fact that I could feel powerful, like a confidence that I am able to be with a guy like him.

"Yeah... okay... I'll just... not think about it." He said, breathing in slowly and letting it all out. As we finished our very short conversation, the clerk moved over to the store's door and closed it shut, locking the door, and putting up blinds so nothing could be seen from the outside in.

"Okay everybody, let the party begin." He said as his partner started guiding everyone towards the hallway. The clerk placed the key of the store's door and placed it in his pocket, as we all headed towards what seemed to be some sort of locker room. All the couples immediately started to undress as I began looking at Mr. Howard.

"So...?" I asked, approaching him. His face was red again, clearly flustered but excited.

"It's been a while since I've done something like this." He admitted. I knew he was single, since he was the type of teacher to reveal a lot of things about himself during lectures, but of course he wouldn't tell me something more closely related to his sex life outside of this situation. "But, this does feel... sort of exciting..." he said, looking down at me with a nervous expression. Suddenly, I noticed something about the couples around us. Each couple had a chain collar on one of their necks, while their partner was holding the other end. Something was fishy. However, I began to undress, taking off my shoes and pants first, leaving my underwear still on. When I started to take off my t-shirt, the neck area got stuck on my head as I pulled harder. I couldn't see for a few seconds, and when I finally pulled the shirt off my eyes, I saw the clerk handing Mr. Howards the same chain collar all the other couples had in hand. I looked at Mr. Howard with a nervous expression as we both looked back and forth from deep eye contact to looking at the thick chain collar.

"Oh, umm..." I began to look a bit nervous. I didn't think we would get this serious this quickly. I looked around as I noticed everyone else was wearing nothing but their underwear, half of them with their necks collared. It was only Mr. Howard and me left. I didn't know what to say, as I was turned around looking at everyone else. It happened quite fast, and I barely noticed it, but Mr. Howard soon placed the collar on my neck. "Mr. Howard?" I was able to blurt out, as I turned around to see his face, for once confident and smirking.

"Oh, I didn't expect this either, but I'm starting to love having one of my students like this..." He said, smirking. Was his nervousness a façade? Could be. Not that it mattered now, I had a collar locked shut on my neck. The store clerk soon started going around the room, grabbing all the men who were collared around the room by their chains; this somehow included his massive partner, who I saw him with at the entrance. Mr. Howard let me go very easily, and even when I was nervous, I just let myself go with him. I was led into a room with a pretty wide pillar in the middle of it. The pillar seemed hollow, and it had a few holes shaped like semicircles with some padding on the bottom flat part. This sure looked intimidating. Next thing I know, I was standing in a line, shoulder to shoulder with the rest of the collared men. The store clerk seemed to have the chains of the collars tied to the floor so we couldn't move. I was surely the smallest one out of them all, definitely the youngest, but all of them were definitely very attractive.

The store clerk then went down the line behind us holding something in his hands. I was first. "Open up, boy..." I hear from behind me.

"For wh--" I was going to ask, as a foreign object entered my mouth, a red ball, which was then tied to my head, well secured so I couldn't say a word. "Mmm...?" My mind started to jump from reason to horniness, telling myself to quit before this goes too far, but my dick was telling me something else. There was a tent showing from my boxers, and a tiny wet dot on the fabric displayed to everyone in the room how much I liked the situation I was in. The clerk finally finished placing the ball gags in all of the collared men's mouths. They were all staring forward, almost like robots, barely reacting to anything. I could see most of them had hard dicks in their underwear, though. They also couldn't hide that excitement. Except for the muscular guy the clerk brought with him. Surprisingly, the most massive and hairy guy among the six of us collared men, he showed no emotions, and his underwear showed me no signs of anything everyone else showed. Next thing I know, my hands are locked in handcuffs. "Mmmmmm?" I couldn't really say anything with that red ball in my mouth, but wow, was this a lot already. Again my brain told me to quit, but my dick wanted to see where this will go.

My dick was harder than ever; I started to touch myself on top of the fabric. It was difficult with the cuffs, but it still felt so good. All 6 of us were now gagged, handcuffed, and couldn't move from the spot we were in. What was left? I asked myself, staring at the other 5 guys next to me. Suddenly, the store clerk grabbed the chain of the guy furthest away from me in the line, walking him over towards the pillar. The guy seemed very relaxed as he followed. The clerk then stopped at one of the holes in the pillar and made the guy lay down, leaving his upper half inside the pillar, obscured from view. The sound of the collar chain locking somewhere inside the pillar, just like it locked on the floor just a few seconds before, was the last thing that was heard from him. He then propped up both of the man's legs and chained them to the wall, forcing him into an exposed position, legs spread. I had a lot of time to think about this.

Seeing these 4 guys in this position made me feel even more nervous on my rational side, but it looked way too hot to stop now, didn't it? I thought, as the clerk got to the giant he brought with him. Unlike the others, before propping him up on the pillar, the tattooed clerk cut off the underwear the big guy was wearing. Then, I noticed why his dick didn't tent like the others did. He had a metal device locking his dick from becoming hard. Wow, this clerk had a lot of control over him... My mouth started to drool as I looked at his small cock on such a giant body; was it because of the gag or the view I was getting? I stared at the giant man's hot plump ass, that was shining and glistening even in this dark room, as he was propped inside the pillar just like everyone else. My heart was racing, and my dick was getting so damn hard. My body heat was so intense; I needed this. Fuck rationality; this will be the perfect relief that I was so strongly craving. It was my turn.