The New Fetish
	I

	It was closing time at Sports World so Terry Cox, the 5'6", very cute 18-year-old, although looked like a Cub Scout, assistant-manager, with big baby-blue eyes, thick clean-cut golden-blonde hair, a smooth tanned and toned 147 pound frame his shiny green t-shirt, yellow satin running shorts and green sneakers showed off nicely locked the front door and went to the storage room to check the back door. He was grabbed from behind and a chloroform soaked rag was placed over his cute face.
	Terry woke up an hour later with a terrible headache. He looked in a mirror and realized his hands were secured behind his back, his arms and bare chest, knees and ankles were also rrestrained with 3" wide white medical tape as he rolled around the storage room floor in just his snug tightie whities that barely contained his thick semi-erect 8" circumcised cock and hairless egg sized balls! He could cry out for help because a balled up pair of pantyhose were stuffed in his mouth and two 5" wide ace bandage were wrapped around his smooth lower face about ten time to stifle any sounds. He was helpless and realized a lot of sneaker boxes were missing in the storage room.
	He slid across the floor and looked in the half empty store and saw it had been trashed as well. It was Saturday evening and the store at the end of a strip mall would not open until noon on Sunday. No one would look for him until morning. He was helpless and yet aroused. He had been tied up and gagged over a hundred times, but only in games and as a Cub and Boy Scout. He was bound and gagged for real this time. He got very erect in his tight cotton brief as he tried to wiggle loose.
	The lights were turned off and from the way the store looked more than one robber was involved. Terry had no idea what happened since he was knocked out with chloroform. He was grateful for that although needed to take an aspririn for his headache. He needed to urinate and defecate in the worst way as well, it had been a couple days since he last had a BM.
	He used the wall to help him get to his secured feet. He felt strange in only his underpants as he tried to hop to the phone on the wall behind the checkput counter, of course the cord was cut. He felt an ache in his bladder and bowels as he went to the front door. He hoped someone might see him, but the blind was down and the only two of the five spaces that were open in the strip mall were the China Clipper, a take-out restaurant and the Dark Side an adult DVD and toy store. 
	He could banged his head against the blind covered glass as cars went by in the dark. No one noticed him as he stood by the front door. To his dismay the door was locked inside and outside with a key. He decided to see if the backdoor was unlocked. 
	He really felt the need to empty his bladder and bowels. He stopped at the employees restroom that he couldn't use properly. There were two hefty dark brown logs in the yellow water of the toilet. He wondered who last used the toilet as he got erect. He thought of the better looking women that might have stopped by. He felt a little guilty about being aroused after the store was robbed and looted. He should have been repulsed by the potent odor in the restroom, but after coming up with a few names got even harder!
	He left the smelly bathroom and finally made it to the back door. He pushed on it, to no avail, (he would later discover a 2 X 4 had been used to keep the door jammed shut by the robbers). He stood slightly frustrated, but sexually charged! He had never been bound and gagged for real before but the memories of cowboys and Indians, cops and robbers, army and spies made him even harder.
	He still had a headache from the chloroform and gave up holding in his pee. He wet his tight underpants with a pint of warm amber liquid as he relaxed his sore sphincter muscles.
	He let loose a few loud stinkers as a massive, hot, solid, golden-brown log slowly plopped out of his asshole. He got hard all over again as the next two smelly lumpy logs gathered between his tight hairless balls an wide upper asscrack! He spurted man juice in his piss soaked jockey shorts as the four grapefruit sized deposit! He loved the feeling of the warm lumpy fecal deposit in his underpants!
	He hopped back to the store and enjoyed the way the solid poopload smacked his girlish bottom and tight balls as he moved! He actually liked the way the smelly load felt in his underpants! He would have to explore this new found fetish later. He had to get through this situation first.
	He was tired and helpless, no way out of the store, no phones and no one would be around until late the following morning. He hopped to the cheap orange couch in the back of the store and laid down on his side. He didn't want to crush the hefty poopload, at least right away.
	He dozed off into an erotic dream filled sleep.
	Michael Valdez, the 5'8", olive-skinned, movie star handsome,28-year-old, manager, with big dark brown eyes, thick clean-cut black hair, a smooth well sculpted 165 pound frame, his green t-shirt, snug satin yellow running shorts and yellow sneakers hugged a little too well was late, it was 11:20 A.M. and he was supposed to be there at 11:00. He had overslept and barely had time to dress. He opened the front door and was mad that the alarm had not been set. 
	He turned on the lights and saw the damage and missing inventory. He then saw the cute blonde on the couch and felt his thick circumcised 7" cock get hard as he followed the pungent odor.. He ran a hand across the poop filled seat of Terry's underpants.
	Terry woke-up with a jolt! He wet his underpants from fear as his handsome boss rubbed between his thighs! He all of a sudden became erect as his kinky boss massaged his poop covered cock and balls! Terry came intensely as Michael touched him. He didn;t consider himself gay, but liked the attention, especially in his vulnerable condition.
	"Well I better call the police." Michael finally said as his cock remained hard in his tight yellow bikini brief.
	Terry remained bound and gagged for another twenty minutes. Officer Raquel Lopez, the olive-skinned, 5'6", absolutely gorgeous, 24-year-old, police officer, with big almond shaped brown eyes, thick to the middle of her back brunette hair, she tied in a tight bun, a solid 145 pound figure and wore a 36DD cup bra, her tan shirt, skintight matching riding breeches and brown rising boots looked painted on took pictures, for evidence of course. A few other police officers looked around and since there wasn't a camera that worked in the store left after an hour or so. The store of course had to be closed for a while. 
	Terry wore a pair of tight sweat pants and baggy t-shirt as the police left the scene of the crime. He was still in his soiled underpants and was hard all over again. Michael suggested that he could clean-up at his apartment that was was just three blocks away. They went in Terry's old red Chevy S-10 pickup truck anyways, since he didn't want to be seen in public in his soiled state.
	"Let me help you." Michael offered as he followed Terry into the bathroom.
	Terry didn't resist as the handsome mana ger removed his t-shirt and stained sweat pants. Terry was very hard and to his surprise Michael pulled his hard cock out of his underpants and stroked it. He then got on his knees and sucked the poop covered member until he had a climax! Terry moaned with delight as the Latin stud inched his underpants off and helped him into the small shower.
	Terry was surprised when Michael joined him and washed him. Terry felt his hard penis against his virgin bottom. He ran a small hand on the hard cock and jerked him off to a climax. It pleased his host somewhat.
	They helped each other dry off and then Michael led him to his unmade bed and began to kiss and findle the cute teenager. Terry was hard all over again and so was Michael. Terry had never sucked a cock before but did his best to satisfy the handsome manager. He made Michael climax in his willing mouth. He at first didn't like the salty taste, but liked making Michael happy. He was in love.