Date: Thu, 2 Jan 2003 18:10:15 -0800 (PST) From: Jonathan Seagull <livingbird12306@yahoo.com> Subject: Bookstores & Glory Holes - Chapter 3 Nifty: Please add this to my story under your "Encounters" category. Thank you. 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 please enjoy! Basis for the 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. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Bookstores and Glory Holes Chapter 3 - Cum Pigs ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Before I begin, I would like to say - I mean no offense by the term "cum pigs" - it's just a term I hear everyone else use for guys who suck off any guy who'll let them, without ever asking for reciprocation. So please don't be offended by the term - no offense is meant. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The Slut Before I ever went to an adult bookstore, I went a few times to a gay movie theater in a neighboring city. There was always a lot of action in the woods, just behind the parking lot out back. Once night when I came out, I saw a guy on the edge of the woods. As I got into my car, he approached me and offered me a blow job. I hesitated. He was short and skinny, and looked a little scuzzy. He said he could use a ride downtown too. Since I was going there, I decided to give him a ride, in exchange for a blow job. He agreed. We pulled behind some warehouses on the way and I pulled my jeans down and he dove on my cock and hungrily sucked me off! I blew a load in his mouth and he swallowed it. I drove him home then. I saw him at the theater's parking lot several times after that, but I'd usually always already gotten some action inside. I went in the woods once or twice with him though and let him blow me. He never asked me to do anything for him. Well, shortly after I started going to the bookstores. I ran into him at one of them. One night he was the only one there, and I didn't have time to wait for anyone else to come along, so I let him in my booth. Immediately, he was on his knees, ripping my jeans down. Then he jammed his mouth over my still pretty much soft cock and started sucking on it like he was a vacuum cleaner. I began to get scared he'd rip it off my body, plus his chin kept slamming me in the balls! I told him to slow down and go gentler. He did, but not for long. Soon he was back to sucking me off like a frenzied psychopath. I thought about telling him to stop, but he had enough action going that I did feel an orgasm rising. So I let him finish me off, rewarding him with a load of cum down the throat. He was snuffling and snorting like a pig as he swallowed it. When I was finished, I had to push him off me. My dick actually hurt for a couple days after that. I didn't let him do me again, but I saw him there a lot, and everytime he went in a booth with someone, you'd hear his snorting and snuffling. I'd always heard the term "Cum Pig" - now I knew what it meant. Years later I saw him a few times in a public men's room that I'd heard was a good cruising spot. Watched him suck a guy off there. That guy came quick, and left. I decided to leave behind him. I saw the guy who'd just been sucked off outside. I approached him and said "how'd you like that blow job?" "Too rough" he grunted. I told him I'd had the same experience with him. This was years ago, I haven't seen "the slut" around in a long time now. The only regret I have is that I never asked him if he'd eat my asshole out. I bet he would have, he was such a slut. Having my ass rimmed is something I really enjoy! If I ever see him again, I might ask. Of course, if he treats an asshole the way he treats a cock, I might better think twice about that! Alan In stark contrast to "the slut", I ran into a guy named Alan, who was a couple years older than me, and all he liked to do was suck other guys off. Alan was a good-looking, nice guy, who was a regular at the bookstore for a couple of years. He must've sucked me off at least a hundred times in those couple of years when I ran into him at the bookstores. Whenever I went to the bookstore and he was there, we'd wink at each other, then he'd follow me into a booth. I'd drop my jeans, and so would he. He'd play with my cock and balls a few minutes, and let me play with his cock too. He had a nice 8" long, thick, cut cock, but surprisingly - it appeared that he had NO BALLS! I assume he did, but they were pulled way up inside him somehow. He looked like he'd been castrated though. Just a big hard penis, with a flat flap of wrinkly hairy skin behind it, flush against his body, where his scrotum should have been. Don't know what the story there was, never did find out. Maybe he had testicular cancer and had to have them removed! Whatever. I never asked, because I didn't want to hurt his feelings. Anyway, after fondling each other a few minutes, Alan would squat down in front of me and gently and slowly give me a really nice suck job. He wouldn't suck too long, nor finish me off too quickly. Although his ultimate goal was to swallow my load, he seemed to want me to enjoy his blow job too. He didn't use his teeth at all, which was a pleasure. He let me come in his mouth, and would swallow all of it. When I was finished, he'd pull up his pants and leave, to go wait for another guy to suck off. In all the times I met Alan, he never wanted to be sucked or jerked off. All he ever wanted to do was blow guys, and have them shoot their loads in his mouth. Eventually, Alan stopped coming to the bookstore. I haven't seen him in years now. I'm curious as to why he suddenly stopped coming to the bookstore. He is listed in the phone book yet though! (Don't ask how I know that.) Maybe someday I'll give him a call! Chachi After Alan and "the slut" disappeared, another cum pig came on the scene at the bookstore. He looked vaguely familiar, but I couldn't place him. Once he knew I liked to be sucked off, whenever he saw me, he'd motion toward a booth immediately. He's another one who's probably sucked me off a good hundred times. When he motioned toward a booth, he'd wait to see if I'd go in. If I did, he'd follow me. While I was unbuckling my belt and unfastening my jeans, he'd be getting on his knees. I'd drop my jeans and briefs to the floor, and he'd dive on my cock and start sucking it. His technique was rougher than Alan's, but not as bad as "the slut's". He does tend to use his teeth a bit more than most guys though, which I don't like. I tell him "hey - watch the teeth" and he usually corrects it. It usually only takes a couple minutes of his sucking, and I dump a load in his mouth, which he greedily swallows. Then wiping his chin, he smiles, says "Thanks", and slips out the door. His nickname is Chachi, but I heard the store clerk call him by his real name once. As soon as I heard that, I realized who he was. I had known he looked familiar, but hadn't been able to place him. Turns out he was a guy I went to high school with, who was a big fat, and usually obnoxious kid. I know where this kid lived, and drove past the house a few times, and saw this guy in the yard, so I know I'm right! He was always an asshole in school - called me a faggot all the time. Told me he had a huge dick for me to eat! HA - look who ended up eating dick! He's certainly sucked thousands more than I ever have! Oddly, he's never pulled his pants down when he's been in a booth with me. So I have no idea what his cock is like, although I am curious. I bet it's puny! Chachi is still around, although he hadn't been for a while, but then he turned up again about a year ago. He's sucked me off a few times again. Last time he did, I asked if he'd rim me. He agreed, but said he had to get some more tokens first. Then he never came back. I've seen him a few times since, but he hasn't made eye contact with me. Guess he really isn't into rimming! Hey Chach - if you're reading this it's OK - you don't have to rim me - you can just suck me off - only NO Teeth! LOL - and um let me see your cock once - OK? ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I'm not sure how any of these 3 guys ends up getting off themselves. They always seem to just hang out at the bookstore and go booth to booth pleasuring the other guys there. They never seem to have anyone suck on them. I suspect Alan probably gets off by whacking off as he sucks a guy off. He seemed to be jerking off whenever he sucked me. I suspect that eventually during the evening, he'd come himself while sucking some guy off. Cum pigs are a mystery to me. I don't understand why some guys just want to suck other guys off, without getting any action themselves. Can any of you out there explain it? Write me if you can! It's nice to have cum pigs around though, for those times when there's no other guy around who wants to get more involved! By the way, if you happen to be a cum pig - like I said up top - I hope this chapter didn't offend you - it wasn't meant to. I'm merely telling of some of my experiences at adult bookstores, and cum pigs are just a part of that! ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I hope you enjoyed this chapter of my story, the next one will be published shortly.