courtesons (Peter/Darren)
@courtesons continued from (x)
Peter hadn’t really noticed anything the man had been working on as he’d walked in. This room was primarily more of a mood with very few items on display - this space seemed more of waiting area. While the true store was in the back room, a space filled with cages and items and equipment and whatever else Darren had set up in his special store. All of which the young man was naive to as he moved a little closer, his curls a mess and brown eyes gazing up as he stood on the other side of the counter. The hopeful smile on his face dropping when Darren didn’t seem to remember booking an interview.
“…Really? I…I’m pretty sure this is the place? I was told to come here for an interview though was pretty vague on the job exactly” He admitted, running a hand through his hair before hurridly fishing out his slightly damp C.V. “Right! Sorry, uh here it is Sir” He said quickly, passing it over. Taking a glance at it would reveal it was mostly working as a photographer, odd jobs and being a college student. It wouldn’t likely take long for Darren to realize poor Peter Parker was in the wrong place. What he did with that information or what he told the young man? That was up to him.
“Uh, well I always um…” He trailed off, trying to think of reasons why he’d work in this place when he didn’t even know what kind of store it was. “Uh, well I could really use a job Sir. But I have to…admit I’m not exactly sure what kind of place this is…?” He admitted with a sheepish smile and those doe eyes of his gazing up.
Darren happily took the CV and gave it a once over, some of the jobs in there he doubted would have any real use for the business but others were enough to really be of use, he particularly liked that the college student seemed to have photography knowledge as the product photos that Darren had been taking were bland to the point of being just barely preferable to a blank sheet of paper. What hit him pretty clearly though was that this kind of work history wasn’t the kind of history that would naturally lead to someone working in a store like his.
He looked back up to Peter and gave him a tiny smile, the young guy did seem like he could genuinely use the job and Darren had been wanting to hire someone to help him out as much as possible “Oh god, no more Sir. Please, call me Darren… sir makes me feel a decade older than I feel already just being in front of a young thing like yourself, Peter” he said with a little chuckle “Look, i’ll be honest, this is so clearly not the job you came to interview for. I didn’t have one booked today, you might be looking for one of the other shops around here but… well, I could definitely use an assistant around the place so before I let you choose if you stay for an impromptu interview with me or if you run for the one you had planned, how about I show you the kind of place this is”
He lead Peter through to the little back door of the small room that separated the outside world from his store, a small enough room people could just get out of the rain if they needed to without their eyes being assaulted by the toys he had around the place. He opened it up and lead Peter in, like the Willy Wonka of sex toys he gestured to the rows upon rows of dildos and fisting toys and blow up dolls galore. His cock ring sorting still laid out on the counter by the register, on the exterior walls were DVD’s of every kink, fetish and sex act imaginable. Posters of the most famous porn stars in both gay and straight porn hung on the walls, a little table set up for a future meet and greet with some twink from one of the many porn sites that did little special meetings at his store was off in the corner. He turned to Peter with a small smile “So… as you can see, not exactly a little mom and pop shop here but… well, maybe if your mom and pop were a lot more kinky than you might think. You still want to try and interview to work here?”
