Plan B Please

By jsub49

Published on Apr 11, 2006

Gay

I was in a private booth in an XXX video shop sitting naked on the stool...my hankerchief spread across the stool, clothes on the coat hook. I was jerking off to a story about a motorist who had been stopped by two cops for a taillight out. They had followed him from a video store like the one I was in and decided to give him a "hard" time. When they frisked him his stiff cock became evident and the cops were ordering him to his knees as somehow, someone unlocked the booth door from outside and stepped in. It was the security guard! He took one look at me with my erect cock in my hand and started laughing. He said, "Well boy, you are in trouble now!". I was trying to both cover myself and reach for my clothes when he expertly snapped a handcuff on my outstretched wrist and pulled it behind me!. "You are in violation of State Code 10, article 256, chapter 5, paragraph 7.5 and 8.2, Public indecency and lewd public acts." I was scared to death, I could just see the paper headline, "Out of town salesman, caught in sex shop sting" with years of career washed down the toilet. To say I was afraid would be a gross understatement. I was in this booth, naked and handcuffed, my clothes on the coat hook and I could just imagine what was going to happen when I arrived downtown this way. Man2man was only a fantasy to me at this point but I could clearly see the potential for a very real and serious negative outcome developing.

"You look scared to death boy! You should be. This is a serious charge". "Please Sir", I begged, "let me go, I was only watching this movie, I thought it was private and innocent, not hurting anyone. Please don't do this to me." His evil smile lit up the room and he said, "Well...you have a choice if I decide to give it to you. You can chose Plan A or Plan B. I was desparate, "Sir, I don't understand, please whatever is necessary to avoid this, please". He continued, "Plan A is that I put your clothes in a bag, cover you with a rain poncho and take you downtown to be booked for public indecency and lewd behaviour." "Plan B is for you to agree to be my private cocksucker tonight. Make your choice boy you have 30 seconds!" I begged for Plan B. He laughed again and said, "Get on your knees and beg bitch!"

I begged him to allow me to be his private cocksucker. I didn't know what in the world I was going to do, aside from briefly jerking off Steve B during a sleep over at his house in 8th grade I had never had any Man2man contact at all. Now I was begging this security guard to allow me to be his private cocksucker. What could I do? The alternative would certainly be much worse! I would be checked into the jail, arriving naked under a poncho, in five minutes the entire jail house would know about it and my mouth and ass would be brutally used I was sure. No, this was the only way out of this mess and I was determined to do the best that I could to please this man. Could I even stand to have a cock in my mouth? What will I do when he decides to cum in my mouth? What a terrible situation I was in. "Unzip me bitch!", he ordered. "Sir, my hands are cuffed behind me I can't!" He slapped me hard then, knocking me against the back wall, he then grabbed me by the neck and pulled me back to my kneeling position. I heard his zipper open, my eyes were closed tightly as his flat hand slapped me hard again knocking me against the wall. As he roughly pulled me back to my kneeling position he said," When on your knees in sucking position, will either be looking at my cock, my balls, or up at my face!, understand?" I couldn't believe it but I had an erection! I was getting hard kneeling before the rough man and sliding my mouth over the head of his large cock. A groan of pleasure escaped his lips as his hands grabbed my head and moved his growning cock deeper into my mouth.

The sensation was not unpleasant, he was large I thought, I had no idea of how big other men's cocks could actually be, his was not that large I later discovered, but it seems huge to me at this point. In a few minutes I could taste him in my mouth as pre cum formed on the head of his cock and was removed my my tongue. He then pulled his cock out, zipped back up and grabbing my jeans, he positioned them so that I could step into them. He wrapped my shirt around my neck and begin to drag me from the booth!. I grabbed my belt with my handcuffed hands, I couldn't zip up and was having a hard time keeping up with him as he led me by my pants waist through the video booth area past the video game machines to the loading dock. Lines of men were laughing at me as he pulled me through the crowd that had formed. Apparently he had done this before, I was just he latest of his many overnight cocksuckers. He put me in the back of a white van, attaching a collar with chain to my neck on the floor. My head was fastened down so I could not tell where we were going. I had lost control of my belt and my pants were down around my knees, my butt in the air. Where were we going? I would soon find out.

Next: Chapter 2


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