From: dona@akamail.com (Don Azars)
Subject: Modeling and More
Date: Wed, 09 Sep 1998 22:17:40 GMT

"You look like you could do the job" the bearded man said. He wore not shirt,
but a leather vest and leather pants. His sunglasses not only hid his eyes but
his character too. The foo man choo moustache added a bit of "evil" to his
appearance, but his smile neutered that.
Gary was by contrast, boyish. His smooth baby face and light brown hair made
him appear as if he were in the wrong place.
"We can turn you from choirboy into slaveboy in ten minutes" the man said.
Gary needed the job. The ad he read said "WANTED, INNOCENT LOOKING YOUNG MAN
TO HELP MODEL AND SELL SPECIALITY ITEMS".
The store was called "THE CAVE" and featured everything from feathered boas to
edible underwear. Dildos lined one entire wall and pornotapes the other. 
"Come with me" the man led him past all the displays. 
Gary tried not to stare at the wholesome couples, the Asian tourists and the
giggling girls that were throughout the store. It was Friday night and the
place was jumping.
They went past the counters and through a black curtain type doorway.
"We keep this stuff back here.....just to make them think it's a bit naughty"
the man smiled at his cleverness.
Indeed there were couples and single people wandering..trying not to catch
anyones eye.
A clerk was holding up a black leather mask for a woman who looked like she
belonged in the WalMart.
A man was holding up two cock rings..one metal and another leather while a
store clerk patiently answered his questions.
Then there were the showcases of chains, masks, whips, and bottles of
ointments and lubricants.
"We have a bit of everything..but we need to push this stuff more. So, we
thought we'd hire some squeeqy clean looking guys and gals to put the stuff on
and walk around the store"
Gary was a bit nervous looking at this stuff.
"Don't worry, if you want, you can wear hoods and masks when the stuff makes
you really nervous. But I prefer you to look nonchallant and that helps sell"
Gary got a salary and commission.
He stripped naked while the man watched. Then he tried on various items, until
the man felt he had the right combination.
"Good, let's try this to start"
Gary looked at himself. The studded leather pouch made his crotch look
enormous. The leather chaps showed off his skin..and his bare butt.
He flinched when the tit clamps were put on his nipples..but the man adjusted
them until he could bear it.
"Need to stay on...so you better get used to some of it. Besides a kid like
you usually likes it"
Gary's cock did like it..and thank god it was hidden by the pouch or else the
man would see.
The leather vest topped off the outfit.
"Still not quite right" the man looked over his new employee. "Turn around"
Gary turned and looked at his bare bubble butt in the mirror. It did look hot,
he had to admit.
"I got it"
Gary stared at himself in the mirror. He usually jacked off watching
himself....there was something erotic even to him, to dispell the innocent
look he had inherited by being sexy, nasty and shooting his load all over the
glass in his bedroom mirror.
He wishe he could do that now.
"Got here what you need"
The collar was about two inches wide and had studs matching his leather pouch.
Spike stuck out around it too...and a small chain led from the buckle to the
buckle on the back of his chaps.
His own boots added to the image..his new image. In fact he had bought the
black leather boots to do just that.
Gary was tired of being thought of as a momas boy, a cherub type, a boy. He
hung around bars to get picked up..and usually did.
He lay across many a lap to get spanked. He sucked cock and got fucked. But
whenever possible he represented himself as a top..not a little boy bottom.
His cock was long enough and fat enough to get some interest.
And more then once he moved from butt to hairy butt....topping men whose
demeaner were hairy top men..but in the bed...they preferred to be topped by
him.
"Hot" Gary said.
He left the changing room and walked through the leather section then out into
the main floor. Eyes saw him and stared. Business suited men, Korean tourists,
other leather clad guys and even the giggling girls stared at him as he
modeled the goods.
"Can I get chaps like that?" he heard a customer ask a clerk. "Can I get that
boy to come with it?" the same customer added.
"Aren't you a member of our church?" a middle aged woman asked him looking as
innocent as he usually did. It was a lady he recognized. For an instant he
paniced but she was there too, buying some lubricant and rubbers. He smiled.
"Hi Mrs. Woodman, good to see you" 
"You look different then in the choir loft" she said and laughed.
"I am" he replied and kissed her on the cheek.
A hand tugged on the chain that connected the tit clamps.
"Hey" Gary said before he saw the person.
"I thought you were hot before, but now...." Chris, a former classmate stood
there...letting his fingers rest on the chain.
He was a mechanic, in fact was wearing the overalls he wore at work. But they
were unbuttoned, revealing a bare chest and stomach.
"You look pretty hot like that yourself" Gary said.
"We should hang out together sometime" Chris stuffed a slip of paper in Gary's
vest pocket. "Bring the outfit"
"You did good tonight. We sold three pairs of pants, a vest and several
leather pouches and one collar. 
Gary counted his commission and smiled as he pulled off the gear. His naked
sweaty body stood there as he tried to cool off.
"What about something else tonight....I got a few customers out back"
Gary started to pickup his trousers.
"You won't need those. I'll pay you extra and you show them how to use some of
the toys"
Gary walked thruogh a little black painted door into another room which felt
suddenly warm.
"It's our special doorway into "The Works" the man said.
"The Works" was a spa, Gary knew about it and had even gone one night years
ago where he indulged in every kind of sex he thought possible. Despite the
AIDS scare, it had stayed in business.
"It's a health club" the owners said "offering steam room, massages, exercise
classes and more".
The "and more" was what everyone went there for.
In a small room, a group of men had gathered and on a small raised platform a
naked guy was flinging a small cat of nine tails on his own butt.
"Use the paddle" someone said and the guy obliged until his own buttocks were
bright red.
"You use the dildos..we're trying to sell them off" the man said putting
several boxes on stage.
Gary began to hold up various dildos, fondling them, licking and sucking them
then greasing them and using them in his own ass.
The group grew quiet at first then they started to moan and jack their own
cocks as Gary got into the performance....making love to each dildo he
displayed..sat on..shoved into himself and worshipped.
"Great job..we sold ten of those things in just a few minutes"
Gary was resting and drinking the cold drink the man had brought him. As the
man fingered his cock, Gary asked the question that told the man he found a
full time employee.
"What's next?"