Date: Tue, 11 Feb 2003 09:16:48 -0800 (PST)
From: Jonathan Seagull <livingbird12306@yahoo.com>
Subject: Bookstores & Glory Holes - Chapter Eleven
DISCLAIMER: This story contains descriptions of gay sexual activity between
men. If you are not over 18 years of age, or if you find this type of
story offensive, or if viewing this material is illegal where you are, then
please DON'T READ IT! If you choose to read it, then I hope you enjoy it!
Basis for this Story: This story describes true events that have occurred
in my life. It tells about my visits to adult bookstores. This is one
chapter in a series, more will follow. Note: The chapters are in no
particular order.
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Bookstores and Glory Holes
Chapter 11 - Interesting Encounters and Happenings
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Throughout my many years visiting bookstores, I've had some great
experiences, some disappointing experiences, and some strange experiences
too. This chapter will be a mixed bag, dealing with different kinds of
experiences I've had.
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Drag, Diapers, and Pantyhose
One time I stopped by a bookstore and was cruising the booths. There
wasn't much action. I came past a booth where there was a buddy window
into an adjoining booth. I stepped in and looked into the next booth.
There sat a "queen" in full drag. That was the first time I'd ever seen a
transvestite at the bookstore. He was wearing a wig and make-up and a
fancy dark green satin cocktail dress. He had a large bossom! He was
watching a gay flick, and when I looked through at him, he made kisses with
his lips and winked at me. I left. That definitely wasn't for me.
Another time, I went into a different bookstore, and found another
transvestite cruising the booths. This one was a scrawny black guy in a
wig and female clothes, no make-up though, and he appeared to be high. He
ended up being thrown out for being obnoxious.
The funniest and most unusual experience I ever had was when I walked into
a booth once that had a buddy window, and I opened it and sitting on the
bench in the adjoining booth was a guy who was completely naked, except for
a diaper. He was sitting there in his diaper, with a pacifier in his
mouth, holding a teddy bear. He just sat there staring straight ahead at
the screen, which was showing a gay flick. He never looked at me, seemed
to be in a trance. I watched him a couple minutes, then left. I got the
impression he might have had some mental problems.
Most of the guys who come into the book stores don't dress. These are the
only 3 I can ever remember seeing come in who dressed. Everyone else is
dressed normally.
There is one guy though who likes to come in with pantyhose on under his
pants. He lets you feel him up through the pantyhose, then when he's
excited enough, he rips a hole in them at his ass, and lets you butt fuck
him. I believe I mentioned him earlier though when I talked about
butt-fucking, so I won't repeat myself.
Women
On very rare occasions, I've seen women enter the bookstore. Usually they
pick up a magazine, video, or toy and leave. Two or three times though,
I've seen them come out back into the video rooms. They're never alone.
They either always come in pairs, or with a supposed boyfriend. And almost
all of them are black. I'm not trying to be prejudiced here. I'm merely
reporting what I've seen.
When they're in back, they always go into a booth with the person they
arrived with, and you hear them talking, laughing, and being loud in
general. They laugh about the movies, or about the buddy windows, and even
at times about the patrons who are hanging out there. In general, they're
rather obnoxious, and make most of the male patrons uncomfortable.
Puritan Clerks
Twice I've actually been spoken to by young (most likely straight) clerks.
One time I came out of a booth I'd shared with another guy, who'd just
sucked me off, and as I left the store, the clerk said to me: "I saw what
you did! Don't come back here ever again!" I just walked out. I let a
couple months go by before I tried to go to that store again. When I did,
he wasn't around and I never saw him again.
At a different store one time, I'd just joined another guy in a booth, and
he'd just sucked my dick into his mouth, when the new, young (and again,
most likely straight) clerk came back. He announced loudly (even though we
were the only 2 guys in the place), that we weren't allowed to share a
booth, and we should leave! I dressed and left, the other guy did too,
only he went out the front door, while I used the back door. I've gone
back to this store many times since, and even though the same clerk still
works there, I've had no problems with him. In fact, I think he's relaxed
a little now, and even looks the other way when two guys share a booth -
although I've never tried it again when he's working. Also, the shop has a
lot less patrons than it used to!
Shy Boy
One afternoon I stopped by the bookstore and there weren't many people
there. I looked through a peep hole into a neighboring booth and saw a
cute young red-headed boy with his pants down and his shirt pulled up,
slowly rubbing up and down a good sized hardon. I got his attention and
whispered that I wanted to join him. He said OK and unlocked his booth. I
joined him. Once inside, I dropped my pants, and he shyly reached for me,
taking me in his hand. When I smiled at him, he smiled back and began
jerking me off. I did the same with him then. After only a few pulls, he
stopped me and told me he would cum too quick if I did that any longer. We
discussed what to do. He didn't want to suck, and couldn't take being
sucked, or he'd shoot right away he said. I noticed a bit of pre-cum
oozing out his piss slit. I asked him if he'd ever been fucked up the ass,
and he said he hadn't been. I asked if he'd like to try with me.
Nervously, he said OK, and asked me what to do. I had him step back toward
me with his ass right in front of me, and then told him to bend at the hips
and lean against the far wall. He did. I reach in front of him and swiped
the pre-cum off his dick and applied it to his anus. The moment my fingers
made contact with his rosebud, he groaned. I lubed his hole with his own
pre-cum as he moaned. Then I spit in my hand and lubed my dick with my
spit. I got positioned behind him and pressed the head of my hard cock up
against his pucker. I told him to relax and try to make his asshole push
out like he was going to take a shit. He tried. I then pressed gently
forward, and with a bit more pressure I pierced through his sphincter, and
slowly pushed the head of my cock up inside him. He let out a cry, and
begged me to pull out, which I did right away. He turned, so his ass was
facing away from me, and rubbed his hole with his hand. When he looked up
I saw tears in his eyes. I apologized for hurting him. He said it was OK,
then asked if it was supposed to hurt that much. I told him no it wasn't,
and that I thought he wasn't really relaxed or pushing enough. He told me
he didn't want to try again. I said I'd kind of figured that out. So I
dressed and left. As I left I apologized again for hurting him. He smiled
weakly at me, his hand still massaging his hole. I heard the lock click as
I walked away. I felt bad for him. I never saw him there again.
Ricardo
Another night, not too long after that, I was at the bookstore and it was
crowded. Lots of guys were looking for a good time. I was quickly
approached by a really young, really good looking Latino boy, with thick
dark wavy hair, and a grin on his face that was to die for. He motioned
into a booth and I followed him. We both dropped our pants, and he quickly
wrapped his hand around my hardon and began stroking away on it. His hand
felt great and he had a good technique. I grabbed his and went to work on
it too. I began rubbing his ass with my other hand. He asked my name, I
gave him my first name, and he said he was Ricardo. Then as he stroked me
he told me how he'd just broken up with his boyfriend. I told him I was
sorry about that. Then I began massaging his anus with my finger. He said
to me "Come on, it's can't be that hard to get inside me, is it?" I
grinned and pushed upward and my finger slid right up inside him. I asked
him if he and his boyfriend fucked much. He said "every night!" Then I
asked if he'd like me to fuck him, and he grinned and said "I thought you'd
never ask!" He really started working on my cock then, and started playing
with my balls too. I began to finger fuck his hole as I jerked him off. I
could feel my orgasm starting to build and was about to tell him to stop,
when my finger shoved further up his ass and encountered a hard round
little piece of shit up inside him. I'm not sure if it was that, or the
excitement he was giving me, or the thought of shoving my dick up his ass,
but suddenly I was about to cum. I only had time to warn him that I was
going to shoot. He got out of the way and pumped me off, as I shot my load
all over the wall and floor. He was appreciative of the amount of cum I
produced, but told me he'd rather I'd have shot it up his ass! I told him
I was sorry, and that I'd have preferred to put it there myself! I never
had gotten off so quickly before - that boy must have known what he was
doing. We dressed and I left, as Ricardo went looking for another
conquest. I've never seen him again. I often wonder if he got back with
his boyfriend.
The Beard
The best blow job I ever got was from an old guy with a full beard, who hit
on me because I too had a full beard! He loves beards. He asked if I'd
let him feel my beard, and told me he'd suck me off in exchange. I agreed
and we went in a booth. He dropped some tokens in, while I dropped my
pants. Then he began feeling my beard with his hands. He stroked my face
for a few seconds, told me I had a great beard, and then knelt in front of
me. He rubbed my penis around on his beard for a few seconds, then he took
me in his mouth and gave me the most sensual suck job I've ever felt in my
life! And I've had plenty! I can't tell you what made this guy's
technique so special - it really didn't seem so different. He was slow and
gentle and literally made love to my penis, rather than just blowing me.
He took his time and I really enjoyed the entire experience. He gently
rubbed the inside of my thighs and my buttocks too. I could feel my orgasm
slowly building as he ministered to me. He seemed to know just when to
slow down to prolong my pleasure, which might be the reason his suck job
was so great. Finally, after a good 5-10 minutes, he knew I was ready
again, he applied just enough pressure and speed so that I was blasted over
the edge. I'm normally relatively quiet when I cum, especially at the
bookstore. I wasn't that day. I was grunting, moaning, and gasping loudly
with each squirt of my juice into his waiting mouth. He swallowed it all,
and kept on sucking on me until I was completely finished, and was in
danger of falling, as my legs were shaking and felt like they were going to
give out! Exhausted, but euphoric from the experience, I dressed and left.
He rubbed my beard and smiled at me as I left.
My latest Visit - And It Was A 3 Way Again!
Last night I was in need of some relief again, so I made a trip to the
bookstore. It wasn't very busy. One big old guy in one booth in one room.
He offered, I declined. Then I went into the second room and found a guy
in a booth, who was my age and build, only skinnier. He had his pants down
and was stroking a good 10" uncut, upwardly curved hardon, with a large
head on it. He had his shirt up and I saw that he was a rather hairy guy.
He invited me in, so I joined him. I dropped my jeans and pulled up my
shirt and took his penis in my hand, and began stroking him. He didn't
touch me at first. I stroked him a while, then after his token ran out and
he'd put another in, he reached for me and stroked me a bit too. I
explored his cock with my hand, and by squeezing it right and pulling,
caused a tiny drip of pre-cum to ooze out his piss slit. I rubbed in
around the head of his cock. He liked that and smiled at me. We got into
a mutual jerk off and were enjoying it, and stopping every so often to push
our cocks together between us and hump against each other a bit. We also
held both our cocks together in our hands and fucked our hands, rubbing our
cocks together. As we were jacking each other off at one point, the big
old guy from the other room came along. My "friend" apparently recognized
him as a good sucker, because he told me we should let him in. We were in
one of the smallest booths in the place, but we managed to get him inside
with us. He dropped to his knees. Then, with the two of us scrunched
together sidways, he took turns sucking me, then the other guy, then back
to me again, and so on. As he did this I rubbed my "friend's" ass and ran
my finger between his cheeks. Eventually I as rubbing up and down his
anus! This seemed to excite him too much though, as he almost came, and
apparently didn't want to yet. I felt his sphinter squeezing and releasing
a couple times, then he pushed the guy off and pushed my hand out of his
ass. The guy on his knees then pulled the two of us closer still to each
other, then he took both our dicks and put them together and sucked them
both into his mouth! He managed to get about half of each of them in his
mouth somehow and started bobbing up and down. Me and my "friend" looked
at each other and grinned. All too soon though he stopped, and then stood
up and said, "it's too crowded in here" He left. I dressed and headed off
after him, and found him back in the original booth I'd seen him in. He
let me in and got on his knees again took my cock back in his mouth and
gave me a classic suck job, finishing me off this time! And it was good!
I dressed and left. As I exited, my "friend" was loitering outside the
booth, awaiting his final pleasuring as well. We grinned at each other, as
I left and he went in.
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I hope you enjoyed this chapter of my story, I don't know when or even if
I'll publish another one again. I've now related most of the interesting
tales I have to tell. If I remember anything else that was interesting, or
have anymore interesting encounters in the future, I might write them up
and submit another chapter. So until then... Thanks for taking the time to
read my stuff!