Date: Thu, 9 Feb 2012 18:32:35 +0100
From: D A Bishop
Subject: The Shoplifter #2 - Darren

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The Shoplifter -- Darren

This story continues a diary about my work in shop security with my
straight friend Adam. The shop sold clothes and toiletries, both types of
goods were popular with thieves of all ages. Normally we detained people in
a security room adjacent to our observation office. The "obs" room had our
cctv screens and data recorders were we could monitor the shop's ceiling
mounted cameras and ensure images were being recorded.

When we had caught a shoplifter, we escorted them to our security room.
This was a small office only about 2.5 metres square.

My name is Dave. I'm 33, tall (ish), just under 6 foot and slim. I'm also
gay and love younger guys from 18 to mid 20's. Sadly Adam is straight,
married and has a baby, he is right up my street: 25, slim very hairy chest
and arms. Sadly I've never been able to see more of him but he knows I'm
attracted to him. He's great about it, he is so confident in his
heterosexuality that he is not in the least phased by my admiration.

We were having a coffee in our obs room when we noticed a young guy wearing
joggers, trainers and hoodie moving very briskly through the store. His
speed was suspicious, no ordinary shopper moved as quick. We heard our
alarm bell ring. This was set off by one of the floor staff when they
needed a fast response from us. In seconds we were both on the shop floor
and Julie, one of the assistants, pointed to the guy. He was leaving the
store. We intercepted him outside, he struggled and fell to the pavement
cursing and swearing. Adam told him to be quiet; we picked him up off the
pavement and frog-marched him back to the store and into the security room.

Sitting him down quite firmly he continued to mouth off. Julie came into
the room and told us that he had another hoodie hidden in his sleeve. Adam
asked him to take off his hoodie, the boy refused and swung out at Julie,
calling her a lying bitch. We do not tolerate violence and Adam and I both
pounced on him. We held him down to the table we have in there and I could
feel the extra material in his sleeve. Holding him very firmly we sat him
up and I reached in to retrieve the stolen hoodie. It came out and the boy
cursed again at me. Julie left the room as her part of it was done. Adam
and I were now alone with the guy. Pulling his hoodie back we discovered
him to be much younger than we initially thought; he was about 18 or
19. Now that the stolen goods were in the open he became cockier.

"So you've got it back, let me go now you fuckers" he said.

"No, no" Adam replied "that's not how it works. First we do the paperwork,
and then we call the police".

"You call the cops for a hoodie?" the boy asked

"No, we call them for a shoplifter" I replied "Are you known to the
police?" he looked away and did not answer. I assumed a "yes" to that. "So
as you are known, I shall assume you have a record already." Again the boy
said nothing. "So this time, what will you get, community service or time
inside?"

The boy looked away and said "The last time I was in court the solicitor
said that I was lucky not to be sent down".

"You'd do well in prison" I replied "18, dirty blond, slim and pretty,
there will soon be someone wanting to `look after' you"

"Fuck off" he shouted "I don't do that; I'm not a fucking queer."

"No not yet you're not but I don't give it long. Perhaps 24hours or even
less" I laughed.

"It's not funny" the boy said "that happened to my brother. Some bent
bastard raped him in there and then rented him out."

"Wow that's amazing, I didn't think it still actually happened" I said
"shame it's going to happen to you too"

"No it's not, I shall fight you in court and win, no-one will believe you
fuckers, I can get my brother to give me an alibi. My face is not on any of
your cameras, I hid under my hoodie, you have no evidence. It's your word
against mine."

Adam lost his temper at this and slapped the boy across the face. The boy
cursed and called Adam a cunt.

"How do you fancy giving this bastard a taste of the prison medicine Dave?
He ought to know what's going to happen to him" Adam asked me. This was a
departure from our normal behaviour; if he or I was going to have sex with
a shoplifter it was either straight for him or gay for me, we had never
done anything together. I'd no idea what he was thinking.

Adam took me to one side and said: "Look Dave we both know the score, you
know that I've watched you in here with the cctv and I bet you've watched
me. I'm not interested in this kid but I want to see him punished -- by
you. Let's face it the court won't send him down, even if he thinks they
will." I nodded in reply.

The boy was now looking cock sure and the smugness on his face told us he
really didn't fear going to court.

"Ok", I said to the boy "we can do this the easy way or the hard way, it's
up to you" I said.

"What do you mean?" he asked.

"We want your details and to search you, if you behave and there is nothing
else we will not call the police". At this point the boy smiled, he thought
he had us beat. He thought he'd talked us out of it.

"Darren, Darren Potts" he said. I was sure he'd made it up but then, it
didn't matter what his name was, we were now playing a game. I asked for
his address.

"Cornelian Close" he said "number 35". Now I knew he was lying. Of all the
streets he could have named he chose my auntie's. It was a small
cul-de-sac, there was not that number of houses on it. I now knew he was
lying. I smiled at Adam and told him to get the camera for a photo. Adam
returned quickly with the digicam we used. I told Darren to look up at Adam
who then snapped a couple of full-face pics.

"That's for our reference Darren, you are being good now. I'm sure that
will make it easier for us all. He sneered, I laughed quietly. "Right, that
takes us to the search. Stand up and we will get it over and done with."
Darren slouched from the chair and leaned on the table. I told him to stand
up straight. He swore under his breath and Adam slapped him again.

"Stop that cunt" he shouted at Adam. Adam slapped him again and told him
this he would get more if he wasn't respectful. Darren sulked. I told him
to remove his hoodie. He thought it was so that he could be searched but I
had decided he would strip for us. Slowly and very carefully he removed it
and placed it on the table. I was suspicious because he was too careful. I
picked it up and found a packet of underwear hidden in the pocket.

"So there's more Darren" I stated. "Is there still more?"

"No that's it" he replied. Choosing to ignore him I told him to empty all
his pockets and turn them inside-out. Darren began to comply; he emptied
his jogger pockets putting some small change and a plastic wallet on the
table. Adam picked up the wallet and found only £5 in it, not enough to
cover the stolen items.

"Right" said Adam, "You obviously came in to steal, you don't have enough
money on you for the goods you took and you had more hidden on you than you
let on. We will do a full search. Shoes and socks off and unfasten your
belt."

Darren took off his trainers the lazy way, just slipping them off, he
leaned his ass on the table and pulled off his socks. He hesitated and when
Adam pointed, then slackened off his belt and stood waiting what to do. I
stood him up and started to pat down his arms and back. Feeling nothing but
firm young body, I said that there was something under his shirt ant told
him to strip it off. Darren gave me a sideways glance but slowly complied.

As he took it off, his chest was smooth, not a hair at all from the waist
up. His little nipples were barely darker than the rest of him and not in
the least used to any attention. His body was under-developed. He obviously
did no sport but was naturally thin. His arms, also smooth, were long and
willowy. I turned him round by the shoulders and held him by the chest. As
the touch was not sexual Darren did not appear concerned.

Adam told him to lose the joggers. Darren frowned but realised we meant
business. He asked why but Adam just said to take them off or we would take
them. After a very brief moment Darren slipped them down. Just like his
arms, his legs were long, willowy and smooth. I could not see a single hair
at all. Darren stood very still in just his briefs with his hands covering
over at the front. He had a slim gently rounded ass that just padded out
the briefs.

We were getting close to fun time but Darren had no idea what was in our
minds. "Ok" said Adam "now we start the search". Darren looked
confused. "Dave is going to start now. Turn round and face him and put your
hands behind your back". He turned as told, when his hands were clasped
behind him, Adam cable-tied his wrists together.

"Fuck off, stop, what are you doing" called Darren. Adam picked up his
socks, rolled them into a ball and shoved them into Darren's mouth. Using
another cable-tie he secured the socks so that they could not be spat
out. Darren now panicked and tried to run about the room. We both jumped
him and we tied his ankles and sat him down.

"Right you little shit, it's our turn" Adam said "You think you've pulled
one over on us but now you're going to pay." Darren looked very worried now
as I made him stand. He did not want to stand but I applied pressure under
his ears and he rose with my fingers. Keeping pressure under his ears he
was squealing through the gag. Adam and I knew he could not be heard
outside the office which was securely locked. With one swift pull Adam
dropped Darren's briefs to his ankles. Now I was getting a great eyeful of
this boy. His slim uncut cock rested over his balls and just hung down
vertically from them. His foreskin totally covered the head and there was a
little overhang of about ¼". His dark blond pubic hair was no more than a
small patch over the top; there was no growth towards the sides, nothing on
his cock shaft and nothing on his balls. Spinning him round it was no
surprise to find his ass as smooth as a baby's.

There was nothing Darren could do so Adam now held him still for me and a
freely felt the boy all over. Starting with his shoulders and the top of
his back I relished the softness of his skin. By now Darren was aware of
what was happening and started to struggle. Adam called his name, when
Darren made brief eye contact Adam slapped him hard across the face. It
reddened straight away, he was visibly shaken. He shook his head violently
when Adam asked him if he wanted more.

Now I had moved to his chest and nipples, still so smooth and skinny, I
could feel his ribs. I pinched his unused nipples and pulled at them
firmly, Darren responded with first a cry and then a sigh. I noticed his
cock twitch.

Making my way down I got to his legs. The ankle strap held them together
but I was able to run my hands on his inner and outer thighs; that's one of
the wonders of slim legs. I ran my hands up until I had his balls in my
hand. They were just hanging lightly, not too tight but certainly not low
hangers. My fingers ran all over them and through towards his taint. Now
his cock was starting to swell. It was about 4" soft and it was starting to
grow. Without asking or caring, I skinned him back and showed his cock
head. It was small but longer than I thought it would be, sort of
narrow. Being uncut it was moist and juicy even though there was no
pre-cum. As I let it go most of the foreskin came forward again but now
only covered ½ the head. He had lengthened to about 6" but was not
hard. There was just one more place I wanted to see. Adam knew this and
pulled Darren forward across the table. He naturally bent, and as the table
was lower than his waist he had to flex his knees. This gave me a wonderful
view of his balls and cock hanging down between his legs and the best bit
was that his ass cheeks were spread open. I could see his hole.

I thought I was going to see a tight little button there, but what met my
gaze was something else, a hole that looked a little more
experienced. Closer inspection revealed it to be totally hairless, not even
some little eye-lashes around it but the hole itself was somewhat wider
than it should have been for a boy of his age.

"Tell me who has used your ass" I ordered. Darren swore to me that no-one
had used his ass. Adam came round looked at it and laughed.

"I've seen tighter cunts on 50 year old cougars with 4 children than this
boy has" laughed Adam.  He roughly prodded Darren's hole with his short
night-stick.  Darren began to sob but then told us the story.

When his older brother Mitch came out of prison 6 weeks ago he told Darren
some of how he had been used by some guys while inside, although Darren had
not taken the piss he had upset Mitch by asking if he was now a fag. Mitch
had decided get his own back. Later that evening their parents went out to
an all-night party, Mitch knew they would not be back until 5 or even 6
am. He had offered Darren some cans. As a teenager free booze was right up
Darren's street and he had 4 or 5 strong, cheap ciders. After 4 cans they
were both sat on the sofa when Mitch now put his arm around Darren and
pulled him closer. Darren rested his head on his big brother's chest and
said that he was happy his brother was home, even if he was now a
fag. Mitch was angry and shuck away from Darren and slapped him, telling
not to say that. This had caused him to goad Mitch even more. After a few
more minutes Mitch went upstairs for a piss, came down again and got Darren
another can from the fridge. Darren then told us that 20 minutes after that
can things got a little hazy. Darren told us that he thought his last can
may have been spiked with a Roofie or something because shortly things
became really bad and he was helpless to do anything.

Darren had started to dose off, when he woke he realised his trackies and
pants were round his ankles and that he was bent over the arm of the
sofa. Suddenly he felt cold on his ass, he looked round and saw Mitch stood
behind him with a bottle of hand cream. Mitch was holding him down and
rubbing the cold cream onto his ass. Then Mitch fingered his ass
roughly. Darren had screamed but he could not move; he was aware of what
his brother was doing but could not move to stop him. Seconds later Mitch
had got his own large hard cock out, had rubbed the cream on it and now
slammed it into his brother. Darren had felt pain but then he could
remember nothing. He must have passed out. Sometime later he had
woken. Mitch was sat on the sofa by Darren's head but Darren was still bent
over the arm with his ass in the air. He realised that he had much pain but
slowly he was able to reach back with his hand to his ass. Gently he
explored his ass and found his hole to be open and soft rather than its
normal closed and firm. It felt wet too. Bringing his hand back so that he
could see his finger he could see the hand cream, what looked like sperm
but more frighteningly, blood. Realising what Mitch had done to him, Darren
passed out again. He awoke later that morning in his own bed just wearing
his briefs. Mitch must have carried him there and put him to bed before
their parents came home.

The following lunchtime, the parents were still sleeping from the party the
night before and Mitch walked into Darren's bedroom and woke him. Mitch had
threatened Darren with more of the same if he told anyone. He told him that
he could spike his drinks or food at home anytime he wanted and that he
would get a lot more than a simple fucking. Darren had nodded his
understanding. To seal the deal Mitch told Darren to lie on his back with
his hands under the covers. Darren had laid flat on his back as told. Mitch
told him to close his eyes and wait. Darren had obeyed. Mitch had then
jerked off onto Darren's face, called him a gay boy cunt and walked out of
the room.

Still bent over the table Darren was now in tears but I could see an
interesting development under the table. Darren was hard. His skin had
fully retracted and his 6" cock stood firm.

I borrowed Adam's night-stick. The police had confiscated before now but
always had to return it as they thought it useless. This was because it was
really short; only 8" in length with the handle 2" inches it was made of a
light-weight rubber. Using it as a regular police stick was ludicrous but
if you thumped a thug in the solar plexus with it, you could stop a 200lb
man.  I also knew Adam used it for other purposes so I took it, opened our
table draw to get the lube and made it ready for use. Darren was unaware of
what I was doing and Adam just continued to hold him on the table. He
wasn't using any force to hold down; he was just keeping a steady hand
there. Darren was still snivelling. His head bolted up when he felt to
stick on his hole. Adam steadied him more firmly and I started to press
firmly. Darren's hole opened quickly and with some sock baffled cries the
6" of stick slid gently in.

Darren was now panting and getting a little short of breath, snorting
through his nose and socks. Adam cut the tie on the sock gag and Darren
spit it out, he was too breathless to cry out and I started to fuck him
with the stick. Interestingly enough there was still a hard 6" under the
table too. I decided that I would test the boy's prostate and see if I was
healthy. I got the stick as deep as I could and now used the handle to
lever it forward gently onto the gland. Now I started to very gently fuck
his ass again. The boy started to grown more loudly, he had never felt this
before. After 10 or strokes, I paused and looked again at the cock under
the table. First I noticed a long leaking drool from his cock, he was
pumping out pre-cum like a glue-gun but what really got me going as the
pool forming in the floor, there must have been 2 or 3 dessertspoonful.

Adam suggested we got a move on so I withdrew the stick and examined it
closely for blood or anything unusual. Finding it to be clean I decided to
fill the hole myself with cock. I slid into him as easily as a knife
through butter. He felt lovely and warm, open but with enough tension to
light my fuse. Adam asked him if he was enjoying himself. He said he was
but could really use to jerk off while I fucked him. Adam cut loose his
hands. He rubbed his wrists but then brought his right hand down to his
cock and started jacking. He was still bent over with my cock deep in
him. What happened next shocked me. Adam got his hard cock out. I had never
seen it before. It was 8+", uncut and hairy. He had those heavy veins that
gave any fuckee tremendous pleasure. He told Darren to open up and watch
his teeth. Darren did what he was told and Adam smiled at me.

"All I can see is a smooth girly back and an upturned ass. A mouth is a
mouth is a mouth" he laughed and fucked till he shot a load deep in the
boy. This had made me so hot I came within seconds of Adam and Darren
followed some 20 seconds after. Adam put himself away immediately but I was
going to have to taste his come. I stood up Darren and turned him to face
me. I took hold of his head and kissed his mouth very firmly. He was
shocked but responded with some exploratory tongue action. He had no idea
what I was doing; I think the stupid boy thought I loved him. But what a
wonderful taste of cum that boy had in his mouth. Adam realised what I was
doing and laughed, he told to enjoy it as I was not going to get it
directly from the source!

I let Darren clean up his mouth, cock hands an ass with tissue which I
pocketed and then later flushed away. Darren looked pensive. I asked him
what he was thinking about.

"If you caught Mitch shoplifting in here would you let me help you to
punish him too?"

"Sure, bring him in one afternoon to shoplift. We'll sort him out for you"
I laughed.

We let Darren dress and we escorted him from the shop. "Next Wednesday?" he
asked.

D A Bishop