Sex Store Seduction
 
By: Backwoods Boy
(© 2020 by the author)
 

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Chapter 1
 

I looked out of place, and I knew it. Wearing nothing but threadbare junior high PE shorts, I'd walked a few blocks up from the beach to check out the adult bookstore. According to my cousin Josh, who had vacationed there the year before, the bookstore was a sex education mecca. Unfortunately, he'd only gotten a glimpse before they kicked him out for being underage. I hoped for a better experience than his.

The sign in front of me said "Shirt and Shoes Required". I should have known better than to expect access nearly naked. Josh had been fully dressed - the sign below which said "Must be Eighteen or Older to Enter" was his downfall. I was sufficiently tall and muscular to almost pass for eighteen - if you didn't look carefully - but my smooth suntanned body and the adolescent peach fuzz on my face would be a problem. And my shaggy light blond hair made me look more like twelve than fifteen.

Four blocks made a lot of difference. The sidewalks were littered with trash and cigarette butts. The decaying buildings and narrow noisy streets were a stark contrast to the pristine condos and wide boulevard by the beach. The odors wafting from the oriental restaurant next door did nothing for my appetite.

The prostitute on the corner had ignored me, but the panhandler in front of the bookstore didn't.

"Got any spare change, kid? Anything would help."

He reeked of wine and unwashed clothing.

"I'm sorry, dude. I can't help you today. These shorts don't have any pockets."

He smiled. "That's okay, kid. Maybe next time."

The black kid checking me out fit in better with the ethnically-diverse neighborhood than I did. His tight white muscle shirt displayed his upper body to full advantage, and his camo cargo shorts and bare feet finished off an urban tough-guy look that I liked. The musky scent of his cologne turned me on. A year older and an inch shorter, he watched me with an amused grin. I grinned back.

"Do you think they'll let me in?"

"That depends on who's working. I'm Trevon. My friends call me Trev."

"I'm Travis. My buddies call me TJ." We did a fist bump, and then I sighed. "I escaped from my grandparents to check this place out."

Trevon smiled encouragingly. "Why don't you go in? What's the worst that can happen?"

I got braver. "You're right. All they can do is throw me out. I bet you a buck they don't."

He grinned. "I'll raise that bet by a buck."

I grinned back. "You're on."

************

I walked in with an air of casual confidence, trying my best to look like I did this every day. The room I entered was clean and well-lit. The relatively-quiet classical background music was a sudden pleasant change from the cacophony of the street. The colorful profusion of sex toys displayed in front of me almost overwhelmed this unsophisticated country boy.

Turning away in embarrassment from giant rubber dildos and cyberskin pussies, I was confronted at eye-level by the largest pair of tits I'd ever seen. Fortunately, they belonged to a tall lifelike sex doll rather than a real person, since my hand inadvertently ended smack up against her vagina.

Backing away quickly and looking around, I saw a couple customers browsing in the video section. The clerk was busy describing the merits of a sex toy to a third customer. I slipped into the magazine section and tried to make myself invisible.

The magazine covers were an education in themselves. Straight and gay sex acts were being depicted right in front of me. Josh had been right. It was sex education central.

I was staring at the picture of a well-endowed porn star getting a blow job when Trevon appeared beside me. I tried to hide my boner, outlined in detail by the thin material covering it.

"What do you think, TJ?" he said quietly.

"This place is awesome!"

"It gets more awesome. There's a video arcade in the back."

I grinned. "Yeah, I heard about that. That's why I made the bet. I need some money to check it out."

"So, how will you pay up if you get tossed out?"

I smiled. "You'll be shit out of luck, and you knew that from the start. You scoped out these shorts well enough to know there's no pockets in them."

Trevon laughed. "Okay, I admit it. It was worth two bucks to see what would happen. And you're not home free yet. Phil's busy with a customer and hasn't spotted you."

I checked Trevon out again. "What makes you think you won't get tossed out too? You're underage and barefoot."

He grinned. "We might both get tossed out. It depends on whether or not Phil got laid last night."

Now I laughed. "I hope he did. I wanna check out the videos."

Trevon showed me the video listings for the ten booths. Most were straight, but two booths focused on gay films. I showed interest in the latter. Trevon noticed.

"Booth ten is the one you want. It's the one I like, too."

Phil had finished with his customer, and now he was inspecting us over the top of his glasses, evaluating my nearly-naked under-age presence in his store.

"Friend of yours, Trev?"

"Yeah, Phil. This is Travis. He's visiting and wanted to check the place out."

Phil looked at Trevon skeptically and then spoke to me. "How old are you, Travis?"

I decided not to lie. "Fifteen."

Phil laughed out loud. "Okay. You get an A for honesty. Since you're Trevon's friend, I'm going to let you both stay."

Trevon handed me a couple dollars. "This will get you about twenty minutes." He pointed with his head. "Down the hallway. Booth ten is around the corner on the right. The lock works if you want privacy. Better go before Phil changes his mind."

I turned towards the hallway with a grin. "Thanks, Trev."

************

Opening the door, I stepped into the semi-darkness of booth ten. It was an eight by twelve foot room, larger than the others, with a clean carpet and white walls. A video screen at chest height was integrated into the front wall. A horizontal handicap support bar was installed across the bottom, apparently to protect the screen. Coats could be hung on hooks to the right of the door. A loveseat sat to the left of the door on the wider side of the back wall. A dimmer switch by the entrance controlled the light level. I turned it up so I could see better.

I closed the door. The sudden absolute silence intensified the sound of the deadbolt as I turned it to the locked position. Then I paused. Maybe Trevon would like to join me. It would be cool to watch the movie with my new friend. Besides, he'd paid for it. My boner grew harder in agreement.
I smiled and unlocked the door.

I fed the two dollars into the machine. The screen came to life. My jaw dropped in amazement. A black kid and a white kid who appeared to be not much older than Trevon and me were fucking on a bed with an old-style wrought iron frame. The white kid was on his back crossways on the bed. His black buddy stood between the kid's raised legs, thrusting his condom-covered pole into the kid's asshole. I'd never seen or even imagined anything like this. My boner got hard as a rock.

I slipped off my shorts and hung them on one of the hooks. Planting myself squarely in front of the screen, I slowly stroked my pole. This had turned out to be a great adventure. I'd have a lot to tell Josh when I got home.

The black kid pulled out and stripped off his condom, and his buddy got up off the bed. I thought the black kid had cum and they were finished. They weren't. The white kid braced himself against the foot end of the bed frame. To my astonishment, the black kid lubricated his bare pole, slid it back inside, and began pounding his buddy from behind. It was the hottest thing I'd ever seen. I wanted so bad to be that white kid.

Putting some precum on one finger, I reached around with my left hand and played with my asshole. It felt so good. I pushed my finger inside as far as I could. That felt even better. Yeah, I wanted that pole sliding in and out of my ass.

I was about to shoot my load when I heard the door open and close. The click of the deadbolt was followed by silence. The distinctive cologne told me it was Trevon.

Trevon moved up behind me. Strong hands reached around and explored my chest and abs, stopping occasionally to pinch my nipples. His upper body was warm against my back. His bare pole slid up and down in my ass crack. He was as naked as I was.

A chill ran up my spine. The pole pressed against my ass was already lubricated. We were going to do more than watch the video. I shivered with excited anticipation.

Trevon kissed me on the neck and spoke softly. "I think you like what I'm doing."

I replied in a whisper. "Yeah, I do."

"Had you ever watched guys screw before?"

"No."

"Does it turn you on?"

"Yeah. It's a hot video."

"I think so, too."

Trevon found my asshole and slipped his greased finger inside. His finger felt a lot better than my own. I squirmed with pleasure as he massaged my prostate.

"Do you like that, TJ?"

"Yeah, I do. It feels real good."

He put his left hand on my back and pushed gently. I leaned forward and gripped the support bar below the screen, still watching the video. He slid a second finger inside.

"Here's the part of the video I like."

The black kid slid in and out faster now. I figured he would cum soon, and I wanted to see how much jizz he would unload and how far he could shoot it. Suddenly, he drove in hard and deep, groaning with pleasure. A hot wave of excitement passed through me as I realized he was shooting his cum inside his buddy. I wanted more than anything else in the world to be that white kid taking his buddy's load.

Trevon was gently twisting three fingers inside me now. Precum leaked out of my boner. He was driving me crazy with desire. I wanted something more than fingers in there.

"Have you ever had sex with a guy?"

"No, but it looks like fun. I wanna do it."

The black kid was pulling out. The white kid stood up. Jizz dripped out of his asshole and ran down his leg. There was no doubt that he'd taken a load. My heart pounded with excitement. I wanted Trevon to put his pole in me. I wanted to take Trevon's load like the white kid had taken his buddy's.

Trevon removed his fingers and gently pressed his pole against my asshole. With his other hand, he squeezed my shoulder encouragingly.

"You and me could have sex if you want to, TJ."

My heart skipped a beat. "Yeah. I want to. You and me. Like they did."

With a skillful thrust of his hips, Trevon buried his pole deep inside me. I gasped with excitement as he gripped my shoulders and quickly pushed all the way in.

"Is that what you want, TJ?"

"Yeah, that's what I want. Fuck me like that."

I hadn't realized how big his pole was. It filled me completely. I moaned with pleasure as he began to slowly slide in and out. Precum dripped from my boner with each thrust. Drops of perspiration fell from my body as I struggled to maintain my position. My sexual excitement grew quickly, just from the internal stimulation.

"What do you think, TJ? Do you like getting fucked by a nigga?"

"Don't call yourself a nigga, Trev. It's not cool."

Trevon chuckled. "That was a test and you passed."

He kept up the steady addictive rhythm. I was going to cum soon.

"So, do you like getting fucked by a black boy?"

"I like getting fucked by my new buddy. That's how I see it."

"I like that, bro. That's how I see it too."

Our conversation had distracted me. "Oh, fuck, I'm gonna cum!"

With a groan of pleasure, I shot a load onto the floor.

Trevon laughed softly. "Caught you by surprise with that one."

To my amazement, I stayed hard, and my excitement began to grow again immediately. It took him about ten minutes to squeeze out my second load. For several seconds, I shot burst after burst onto the floor in front of me until I was dry. I was exhausted both from cumming so much and from holding my position while Trevon fucked me.

Trevon paused. "Had enough yet, bro?"

"Yeah, I think I have."

"Okay, now it's my turn."

Trevon slowly increased his speed as he pushed himself towards a climax. Still relaxed and having fun, he edged for several minutes. Then a sharp intake of breath told me he'd lost control. With a grunt of pleasure, he drove in deep and held himself there. I could feel his pole pulsating as he flooded me with sperm. I grinned. I'd gotten exactly what I wanted.

************

Trevon carefully pulled out. I stood up straight, shaking from fatigue. Trevon's jizz leaked out and ran down my leg.

"Did you like that, bro?"

I smiled happily. "Oh, yeah! It was the coolest thing I've ever done."

Trevon put a hand on my shoulder. "Look at the screen."

The video was still playing. The actors were doing it in a standing position again. The white kid was braced against a support bar with the black kid behind him. A camera zoomed in from above as the black kid slid his pole into his buddy and began to rhythmically fuck him. The white kid moaned with pleasure.

The scene shifted to a camera in behind. The black kid's ass muscles tightened each time he thrust forward. A camera from the side briefly showed the white kid taking the pounding and struggling to remain in position.

A camera from above focused on the black kid as he spoke.

"So, do you like getting fucked by a black boy?"

"I like getting fucked by my new buddy. That's how I see it."

"I like that, bro. That's how I see it too."

"Oh, fuck, I'm gonna cum!"

A camera below the video screen came into play. In a state of shock, I watched the expressions of intense pleasure on my own face as I shot my load onto the floor.

"What the fuck?"

I looked around the room and spotted the cameras. A dozen emotions ran through my brain as I realized what had happened.

Trevon squeezed my shoulder. "Don't worry, bro. Yeah, everything from the time you came in has been recorded. But only two copies of the final video will exist. One for you, and one for me. Everything else gets erased."

"But who... how... where..."

"My dad owns the bookstore. When I became sexually active a couple years ago, I got the idea of turning this booth into a studio to record my experiences. Dad went along with it. My older brother runs the control booth in the next room. He's learned my sexual habits, and he's become very good at selecting the right camera on the fly. I'd introduce him to you, but he likes to remain anonymous. That was just a preview. Do you wanna watch the whole thing? Part of the fun is watching the video with my new fuck buddy."

I grinned at him. "Sure!"

************

Watching the video was a lot of fun. Moving the loveseat to the center of the room, we sat side by side, our arms around each other's shoulders. We joked and laughed at ourselves and each other as we watched our sometimes-awkward performance.

Trevon poked me in the ribs. "Not bad for amateurs."

I punched him in the arm. "I'd be a better top than you."

"Do you wanna test that?"

I grinned at him. "Yeah! Where's the lube?"

"Over there in the corner."

We moved the loveseat out of the way. Trevon dropped down to the floor on his back. We grinned at each other as I knelt between his legs and lubricated both of us. We'd formed an instant bond, and I hoped we could continue it some way.

I leaned over and gave him a firm kiss. He grabbed my head and kissed me back. Lost in our game of tongue tag, he barely noticed as I slid my pole inside him. I noticed though.

"Oh, fuck! This is so much better than jacking off."

Trevon grinned. "Feels good, doesn't it?"

"Oh, Jesus, yes!"

"Take your time and have fun."

I slid in and out a couple of times.

"I feel like I'm gonna cum right away."

"Want a little advice?"

"Yeah."

"Relax. Take it slow and easy. Just have fun. When you feel like you're gonna cum, slow down or stop. Don't worry about me. Just concentrate on yourself."

I did what he said. It took a couple minutes, but soon I established a speed and rhythm I could maintain. I had to stop several times to keep from shooting too soon. Then I pushed myself too far.

With a cry of excitement, I blasted my load inside him, over and over, completely out of control, howling like a wild animal as I filled him with my jizz. I'd never felt anything so fantastic in my life.

Exhausted, I collapsed on top of him. After a minute or so, I pulled out and rolled over onto my back.

"Thanks for letting me do that, bro. It was fucking unbelievable. I'm sorry I never got you off."

"Don't worry about it, bro. That comes with experience."

I rolled onto my side and caressed his muscular chest. "I'm gonna be around for two more weeks. Can we do this again?"

Trevon grinned. "I was just thinking, we could roll a folding bed in here and fuck on it next time."

I was getting hard again thinking about it.

"So, how many videos have you made with guys in here?"

"Only about six or seven in a year and a half. The room has to be freshly clean, the timing has to be right, and I'm selective about who I do it with. And my brother has to be available. If the experience doesn't work out well, the videos never see the light of day. And if I don't trust the kid, I don't give him a copy. I have four videos. You're the second guy I've given a copy to."

I smiled. "Thanks, bro. What made you trust me?"

"Your sense of humor and honesty about the bet. Your willingness to try something new. Your lack of prejudice. Your honesty in telling Phil your age. Phil's opinion was the final test. Having worked here for many years, Phil's a good judge of character. He took to you right away."

"I gotta go. I have no idea what time it is, and my grandparents will be wondering why my walk up the beach took so long."

We stood up to get dressed. Trevon paused, and looked at me with a grin.

"Let's swap shorts."

"You're serious?"

"Yeah. Those PE shorts are classic. I like the way they show off your boner."

I grinned at him. "You're on, bro."

I loved his cargo shorts. They had that musky smell I'd always associate with him. The inside front was crusty with his pecker tracks. And they fit perfectly.

"Come on by tomorrow morning about the same time. I'll be here, and now that Phil knows you, you can just walk in. And by the way, our second session is on the video, too. You're gonna love your performance as a top."

I beamed with happiness. "Cool! I'll see you tomorrow."

We gave each other a big hug before slipping out of the arcade into the front of the store.

Phil handed me my copy of the video with a grin. "Did you have a good time, Travis?"

I slid the video into a cargo pocket and grinned broadly. "The best!"

"I hope to see you again soon."

"Thanks, Phil. I think you will. Trev invited me back tomorrow."

Trevon and I hugged again, and I walked out into the smog-filtered afternoon sun and the noise of the street. I stood back and looked at the building and the signs with a grin. Rules were made to be broken. I'd obtained a complete sex education in one day, and I'd left with the experience of a lifetime.

The panhandler hadn't moved from his morning position. I reached instinctively into the pocket of my new cargo shorts. Trevon had remembered to take his wallet, but he'd missed a loose dollar. I dropped it in the panhandler's proffered hat. He smiled at me.

"Thanks, kid. Did you get any?"

I was puzzled. "Get any what?"

He chuckled. "Did you get a blow job? Have sex?"

"Umm... yeah, I did... have sex."

He held out his hand. "I'm Harold. What do they call you?"

I shook his hand. "I'm TJ. Nice to meet you, Harold."

"Well, TJ, I'm going to guess you had a good time since you've been in there nearly two hours and came out wearing different clothes. It's a bit different here than in Twin Falls, Idaho, isn't it?"

That took me a moment. He'd noticed the school logo on my PE shorts. The guy was no dummy.

I grinned at him. "Yeah, a lot different."

Harold smiled knowingly. "Stick with Trevon, TJ. He's a good kid. He'll take good care of you while you're here. Keep you out of trouble."

I gave him a thoughtful look. "Thanks for the advice, Harold."

"Have a good afternoon, TJ. Maybe we'll meet again."

"You too, Harold. I hope we do."

As I turned to leave, a younger kid who had been standing nearby looked up at me. "How did you get them to let you in?"

I smiled at him. "Just lucky, I guess."

To be continued...

Posted: 09/04/2020