Date: Mon, 14 Mar 2016 14:34:10 -0500
From: Charles Smythe <jasonsmythe7@gmail.com>
Subject: I love Glory holes-[GH-11]-(blowjobs/sucking cocks-swallowing-anal)-part-1-of-1

I Love Glory Holes
Part-1-of-1

Over the years I've visited many adult bookstores so I could enjoy the
glory holes. Some were great, some were really horrid, but all satisfied my
need for cock. For the most part, I would just give a blowjob or two and
then leave, but on rare occasions I would get my cock sucked.

One such occasion involved a black man with a gorgeous cock. I'd just
sucked a cock and while I was readying myself to leave the booth, his
inserted the most perfect cock that I have ever seen. His dick was so big
and black that I was awe struck; I couldn't seem to tear my eyes from the
`hole.'  I had never seen anything like it before in my life. It was thick
and was pulsing with a life of its own. It was so thick I couldn't close my
hand around it; it felt like a piece of flesh-covered steel.  And it must
have been at least 10-inches long with two massive balls pushing it up and
out.  I couldn't believe the raw power and the heat that I could feel
radiating from it. I could see the veins straining underneath the stretched
skin and the thick head, larger than the rest, straining towards me as it
pulsed. A feeling of wonder and a sexual awe overcome me as I felt his cock
jump and grow even harder in my hand. His cock was hot, hard, and velvety
soft all at the same time. This brought a height of sexual awareness and
excitement I never knew existed. A feeling of brazen uninhibited illicit
eroticism over took me when I felt the stranger's cock. I loved the feel of
his cock.

I could also see the bead of pre-cum on the tip as I slid off the seat and
down on my knees. His dick was so alive that I could feel its heat on my
face, as I leaned forward and inhaled its wild untamed earth aroma, a musky
smell even though it was a clean smell. As I probe the pee-hole with my
tongue his face was so close that I could see the blood throbbing through
the rope like veins that lined its ten inch length. The golf ball size head
looked like a huge purple plum peeking out of its coal black foreskin. I
helplessly, I reached out and touched it with one finger. I could feel my
eyes glazing over with lust, as I eased back its foreskin and touched its
dark purple shaped head to my lips and brushed the pre cum over my lips. I
had to open my mouth so wide to get its big head between my lips and into
my mouth, that I almost had to un-hinge my jaw.

Even with both hands wrapped around the base of his big black dick, I still
had more than a mouth full of black dick to suck. I almost couldn't contain
my excitement as I simultaneously stroke it with my hand and slowly worked
my moist mouth up and down its length. Fuck me running, but it felt good
having his big cock in my mouth. I must have worked my mouth up and down
his shaft for ten or fifteen minutes before his balls suddenly clinched up
and his dick swelled even fatter. My mouth was so full that I couldn't have
gotten his dick out of my mouth, even if I'd tried. His balls exploded and
scalding hot cum spewed into my mouth like lava out of a volcano. When he
erupted, I was on a backstroke and my lips were wrapped around the base of
his dick head, so I felt the full force of his gooey cum as it gushed into
my mouth and oozed over my tongue and down my throat.

Last year, while on the way home from work I stop in an adult bookstore on
the north side. Lots of booths with glory holes, very clean place, great
equipment and mostly gay videos. This place had something I never saw,
hooks for clothes. Hell's bells, I got naked. I'm watching a `tranny' DVD
and I got to tell you, I wanted a `tranny,' but I managed to settle for
what I got that day. As a matter of fact, one of the nicest white dicks
that I ever sucked was here. When I pulled in, there were only 3-cars in
the parking lot. One of the cars, most likely belonged to the clerk on duty
and the other 2-to customers. As I went in I thought to myself, I hope the
other two customers aren't both queers. If they were they would have
already taken care of each other, and I might not get to suck any dicks.

My first cock was a long skinny one. As soon as he put in the hole, I was
down on my knees sucking it.  Just when things were getting good, he pulled
his dick out of my mouth, back away from the `hole' and just stood there
with his dick waving in the breeze. When I whispered for him to put it back
in the `hole', he said that he was about to cum. I told him that in that
case he'd better hurry and get it back into my mouth then. He was shocked.
Ha said, "You mean you don't care if I cum in your mouth?"  I answered,
"Hell, I want you to cum in my mouth. Why do you think I'm sucking your
dick for?"  He needed no more encouragement. He quickly had his dick back
through the hole and into my mouth.  And he was right; he did indeed
quickly cummed in my willing mouth.  From his reaction, that must have been
the first time that a guy had ever let him cum in their mouth and he loved
it, especially when I swallowed it. As to be expected, as soon as he
cummed, he zipped up and was out of the booth like his pants were on fire.

To my surprise, especially since there were only two guys in the whole
place, as soon as the next booth was empty the other guy took his place.
When he saw through the `hole' that I was still down on my knees, he didn't
waste anytime getting his dick through the `hole'. His dick was a little
longer and much fatter and just as suck able as the first guy's. He held
out a little longer, but it wasn't long until he was cumming in my mouth
and down my throat.

After I sucked him off, I hung around a few minutes to see if anyone else
was going to come in.  I was too tired to wait long, so I was soon heading
for the front door. As I walked up the center aisle I passed a big older
white guy that had just came in.  I said big because I'm 6-foot 3 and he
was a good 3 or 4-inches taller than me. There's something about the older
guy that makes me hot, so I did an about face and followed him to a booth.
I could tell by the look on his face as he entered his booth, that he knew
that I wanted to suck his dick. As soon as he shut the door, I literally
leaped into the booth right next to him. I guess he didn't have a problem
with me sucking his dick because by the time I got into the booth and shut
the door; his dick was already sticking through the 'hole.' Like the rest
of his body, flaccid his dick was huge.  And, after I sucked on it for a
couple of minutes, it was also very, very hard. As it grew, it got so fat
that I had it really stretched my jaws to have it in my mouth. But, damn,
it tasted so good that it was worth the trouble. I had mixed emotion, as I
knelt there slurping and sucking his gigantic dick. On one hand I wanted to
prolong my sucking as long as possible, and on the other, I couldn't wait
to taste his cum.  If his dick tasted as good as it did, what must his cum
taste like? The decision was soon taken out of my hands. With a moan, he
let go and his balls erupted like a volcano. His scalding hot cum came
spewing out of his dick, and cascaded over my tongue and down my throat.
His load was so big that it felt like he dumped a cup full of hot cum down
my throat.

I never like for a guy that I'd sucked off to stain his pants, so I always
clean him off with my mouth and tongue before I let him put his dick back
in his pants. As I was cleaning this guy off, I realized that his dick was
still hard, so I went back to sucking. I could tell by the way that he
wiggled his hips that he didn't mind the extra mouth action. It wasn't long
until I was rewarded with another mouth full of delicious hot cum.
Surprisingly enough, his second load of hot cum was as big as the first.

I couldn't believe it. When I started to clean him off the second time, his
frigging dick was still hard. For a guy his age to keep an erection and get
off twice was very remarkable...for his second load of cum to be as big as
the first was even more extraordinary. To still have an erection after
2-orgasms was phenomenal. I was amazed as I continued to suck his amazing
dick. In about the same time frame as the other two, he again filled my
mouth to overflow with his third load of hot gooey cum.

God, this guy must be superman. I'd just made him cum 3-times and his huge
dick was still rock hard. As I sucked him off for the fourth time, I vowed
that no matter how many times it took, I was going to continue to suck him
until his balls were completely drained and his dick was limp. I was
prepared to suck all nigh if I had to.

Suddenly a loud voice and banging on the door frightened me. I thought that
it was a raid and that the cops were trying to bust into my booth so that
they could catch me sucking a dick. I guess the old guy was equally as
scared, because as I was jumping to my feet, he was zipping his fly.

Turned out not to be the cops, but only the janitor wanting us to move to
other booths so that he could clean the ones that we were in. As I stepped
out into the hallway I looked to see if the old guy was indeed moving to
another booth. If he was, I was going to follow him so that I could finish
sucking him off. But alas, it wasn't to be. The last I saw of my old guy
was his back, as he sped up the aisle toward the exit door. Gone and never
to be seen again, even thought I looked for him every time I went back
there.

One of my favorite adult bookstores was in Ft. Worth, actually in Kennedale
off 820. Instead of glory holes, though it had a small movie theater with
regular movie seats.  I knew the bookstore was there because it was where I
bought my gay magazines, but they taken what few private viewing booths out
and I didn't know about the movie theater in the back. I normally used an
adult bookstore about 2-blocks down the street.

One night when I was at my regular bookstore, a guy in the next booth ran
out of tokens right in the middle of sucking my dick. Instead of going and
getting more tokens, he gave me a half price coupon and told me that if I'd
meet him in the movie theater in the back of the adult bookstore down the
street, he'd finish me off. I'd never been there before and was curious
when he told me about the theater in the back. Since things were a little
slow that night, when I ran out of tokens I decided to take him up on his
offer.
 .
The place hadn't changed since I'd last been. It was still a dingy little
porno bookstore. When I looked around, it only took me a couple of minutes
to locate the porno theater in the back. I was still extremely naïve back
in those days, and it embarrassed me to be seen buying queer magazines. I'd
always tried to check out when there was no one else at the counter. You
can imagine how embarrassed I was to be buying a ticket and entering such a
sleazy porno theater. As I moved down the darkened aisle trying to find a
seat, I felt like everyone in the theater was looking at me and knew that I
was there to suck dicks. When I sat down, I looked behind me and saw a guy
playing with exposed dick. When he caught me looking at him I was so
embarrassed that I scrunched down in my seat so no one could see me.

In a few minutes I felt someone sit down beside me. Without turning my head
I glanced over and saw it was the guy from the other bookstore. As I sat
there staring at the screen, he reached over, un-zipped my pants, and
started stroking my dick.  Instead of sucking me off though, he jacked me
off. After he made me cum, I looked around and discovered that several guys
had moved over and were watching him play with my cock. With a beet red
face, I leaped up and fled the theater. On the way home I vowed that I
never go back there again. Instead, I'd stick to the bookstore with the
viewing booths where no one could see me.

My vow didn't last long. After I thought about I realized that sure
everybody in the place probably knew that I was there to suck dick. I also
realized that there was nothing to be ashamed of, because that was why
everyone was there too.  They were there either to suck a dick themselves
or to get the dick sucked. So the next the next weekend, there I was again,
walking down the dark aisle looking for a seat. I'll admit that I was still
a little apprehensive but not nearly as embarrassed as I'd been the last
time.

As I stumbled down the dark aisle looking for a seat, I noticed that there
were only about a dozen guys there. Once seated, I glanced to my left and
saw a young Hispanic guy sitting two seats over from me, playing with his
dick. Instead of being embarrassed that I caught him, he smiled and held it
towards me as if inviting me to suck it for him.  His brazenness was so
embarrassing that I leaped up and moved to seat on the back row near the
door. It wasn't but a couple of minutes, before the Hispanic guy passed by
me on his way towards the exit. I couldn't believe it, his pants were still
un-zipped and his dick was hanging out. I assumed he was leaving, so when I
didn't hear the exit door open and close, I looked over my shoulder to see
what the problem was. Instead of leaving, the guy was leaning against the
wall right behind me and still playing with his dick. When he caught me
looking he waved it toward me again. In embarrassment I scrunched down in
my seat and stared blank eyed at the screen. When I looked back over my
shoulder the Hispanic guy was standing so close that the head of his dick
was only about two or three inches from my face. I was so shocked that my
mouth dropped open. Before I could close it, he grabbed my hair and feed me
his dick. Once he had it was in my mouth, I had no choice but to suck it
for him. Judging by the way he grabbed the sides of my head and started
hunching, I think he liked my mouth. It wasn't long until his balls burst,
filling my mouth with his hot gooey cum. naturally he didn't let go of my
hair until I'd swallowed every last drop. Then he casually zipped his pants
and took off.

und in my seat I was shocked to discover that there was a white guy
standing right in front of me with his big dick hanging out. Like the
Hispanic, without a work he pulled me forward and feed me his dick. As I
closed my lips around it, he pulled me off my seat and down on my knees. I
guess it's a power thing, but guys like the queer down on his knees when
the queer is blowing them. As I knelt there sucking his dick, I glanced out
of the corner of my eyes and saw that everyone was crowding around so that
they could watch me sucking dicks. Even as embarrassment reddened my face,
I realized that I was a little turned on by their attention. When I
finished off the white guy, I looked up and another guy was taking his
place. By now I knew what I was doing, so he didn't have to feed me his
dick. I grabbed it and feed it to myself.

Before they let me up off my knees I had to jack off two guys and sucked
off 4-more. I would have sucked off the two hat I jacked off but they
didn't want to be sucked off.  I had to laugh at the last two guys that I
sucked off. They walked in, took one look at what was going on, and got
into line.  They probably came to the movie expecting to get their dicks
sucked, but not that quick or that easy.  Neither one of them seemed to
mind though.

I stuck around about thirty more minutes and managed to suck a couple of
more dicks. Then with a very smug look on my face and a belly full of cum I
headed homes.  I'd always associated the term `pulling a train' to a girl
taking on several guys one right after another, and that it was usually
meant as a derogator remark to show what a slut she was. Now that I'd
`pulled a train' I knew that it also applied to guys, too.

Once I discovered the porno-theater and the public sex I was such an
exhibitionist that I practically lived there. I worked second shift, so I`d
stop in on the way to work so I could suck a little public dick before
work. From Friday night to Sunday night I was in there night and day.  I'd
go in Saturday morning and either suck or jack off everyone in the place.
Then I go to lunch and come back and do it again. I'd only leave to go eat.
I couldn't believe how much dick I was getting to suck or jack off. I was
going in so often that the clerks were starting to look at me funny.

Like everything else in the world there were rules, but it didn't take me
long to learn the ropes. When I went in I'd walk down the aisle until I saw
someone that I was interested in playing with his cock. I'd sit down beside
him and if he wasn't interested in playing, he would "that at seat is
taken."  If not, I'd sit down beside him. Then several things could
happen:  1) the guy would take his hand off his cock and either spread his
legs wider or kind shift his hips so I could reach over and start stroking
their cock.  2) Or if they were bold, I've had guys just reach over, grab
my wrist and actually put my hand on their cock.  3) They would keep
stroking their cock, but not object when I put my hand in the place of
theirs.

It was funny but if a guy wanted a blowjob instead of just being jacked
off, he would lay his arm on the back of my seat. After a few strokes of my
hand up and down their cocks, they would kind of bring their arm forward
and push me towards their lap. As my head moved closer to their lap, they
would take the back of my head and guide my mouth to their cock. Most guys
also liked to hold the back of my head while they were cumming. Once a guy
cummed, it was amazing how quick they could zip up and almost at a
run...leave the booth.

The day after I `pulled the train,' I stopped in on the way to work and
there were only about 6-guys in the place. The lights were turned up so I
didn't have any trouble finding my way to a front row seat. Hearing the
door open, I looked around and saw a stocky bastard trying to stick his
dick in the guy setting closest to the door's mouth. I guess the guy didn't
suck, because he turned his face away and would let him put it in his
mouth. The next guy he tried wouldn't suck it either. When he tried the
third guy, instead of sucking his dick, the guy started talking to him.
They turned and looked at me, then talked a little more.

When they finished talking, with his dick still hanging out and a nasty
leer on his face, the stocky guy headed down the aisle in my direction. I
couldn't believe how big his dick was or that the other guys wouldn't suck
it for him. He was very proud of it; too, because when he got in front of
me, he held it up so that I could admire it. It was about eight or nine
inches long, very fat, and had a big reddish head peeking out of his
foreskin. With a nasty sneer, he ordered me to, "Open your mouth!"

His dick was so fat that I popped my jaw opening my mouth wide enough to
get it in. I almost chocked before my saliva got his dick wet enough to
smoothly slide in and out of my mouth. Once it was sliding freely, he
roughly jammed its head against the back of my throat. My mouth had never
been so full. Not only did he have a big fine dick, but unlike a lot of
guys with a big dick, he also knew how to get it sucked. As he held my hair
and pumping his huge dick in and out of my mouth, he snarled, "Suck my
dick, you little fagot" As I sucked, he moaned and alternately called me a
queer, a fagot, and a cock-sucker. Right before he got ready to cum, his
dick swelled up so big that it almost split my jaws apart. His cum came out
so hot that it almost scalded my tongue. His load was so big that cum oozed
out of both corners of my mouth. He was an animal. He didn't release my
hair until I not only had I swallowed his load of `cum', but until I'd
licked his dick clean enough for him to put away.

As usual, the other guys in the theater had moved as near as possible so
they could watch me suck the guys big dick.  One of them was so excited
that as soon as the first guy finished, he moved in front of me and offered
me his already hard dick. While I was sucking him off, 2-other guys got in
line. One was the guy that pointed me out and the other was a guy that came
in while I was already sucking dicks.  When it got to be the guy that
pointed me out's turn, instead of wanting me to suck him off, he dropped to
his knees and sucked me off.

After I'd been going for a while and the guys started recognizing me, some
of them got a little bolder. I've had guys sit down beside me take their
cock out and put my hand on it. I've even had guys move down the aisle; sit
on the back of the seat in front. Then without a word, take their cock out,
put their hand on the back of my head, pull it forward and stick their cock
in my mouth...

My last addition to this narrative happened on the west side of in
Albuquerque. It was a very clean adult bookstore adjoining a truck stop. It
was around 2 am, when I'd stopped for gas while heading to Arizona when I
noticed the store. Wandering the booth area I could hear sounds of sex
coming from the booths. Great news for me, so I grabbed a booth with a
glory hole, got naked and settled in for a much needed break. I like to
travel in shorts and a t-shirt and nothing else. Getting naked is very easy
and placing my clothes safely in a corner is my rule. I once got robbed
while I was naked. Someone lifted my money when I'd left my clothes with in
reach of the hole. Now I'm more careful where I lay them.

Naked people aren't common in the adult bookstore booths so I know when I
strip down I get a lot of attention. Word of mouth I think. It didn't take
long for the next booth to fill. I didn't know if the guy was queer or not,
but I do know that he wanted his dick sucked. As soon as I entered the
adjoining booth, without even waiting for an invitation he stuck his dick
through the `hole'.  It was only about 4-inches long, but nice and fat, and
very suck-able. I slurped on his dick for a few minute until hid balls
erupted and I was swallowing his load of hot cum.

The next guy wasn't a guy; it was a lady with a great body. I know because
I peeked. She immediately signaled me to stick my cock through the hole.
Then she went at it like it was the last cock she'd ever get. I shot my
load quickly and she thanked me.

I told her if she joined me I'd reciprocate and to my surprise she did.
Before I knew it, I was opening the door a crack and she was slipping it. I
couldn't believe what a great body she had. When she lifted her skirt and
showed me a panty free shaved pussy, I dove right in and damn she tasted
great. It didn't take long to bring her off and she was a screamer. That
really got me hard again. I told her that I wanted to fuck that fine pussy,
but she said no, that her pussy was strictly for her husband.

Noticing my surprise, she said that she saved her pussy for her husband,
but I could fuck her ass. I slid into her, it felt tight around my shaft,
but she pushed back against me and told me to fuck her ass hard. I pushed
all the way inside her and pulled nearly all the way out before I brutally
drove it back into her tight ass. Since this was second time cumming, I was
able to give her a decent fucking and she was moaning and grinding the
entire time. All of a sudden, I felt her jerk and her body buckle, as she
announced she was cumming. It seemed to go on and on, I could feel her
muscles tighten around my cock and that brought me to the brink. When I
told her that I was cumming, she told me to cum in her ass.  After a few
final strokes the first jet of hot cum shot inside her ass, and was weak as
a kitten when finished. We kissed a bit and then she told me how hot it
felt as I was cumming, and what a slut she felt with me cumming in her ass.
I stayed inside her until I was spent.  And then after watching some of the
cum leak out of her ass and run down her legs, I played with her breasts
and was rubbing my cum into her asshole while fingering it and she started
cumming again. She then turned around, kissed me gently and thanked me,
pulling up her thong up and her dress down and walked to the door. This
would not be the last time.

God, but I was really horny that day, so I sat and watched a movie or two
while I revived. I ignored some not so stellar cocks while waiting, but I
got a surprise when a monster came through the hole. As soon as I saw it, I
planted a warm, wet, kiss right on the head, then I let my tongue run
around the smooth surface and collecting the shiny dab of pre-come that had
collected around his pee-hole. Opening my mouth, I let the head of his cock
slide between my lips. He groaned when he felt my warm, wet, mouth slide
over the head of his. I stopped there for a moment, scrubbing the smooth
surface with my tongue, allowing saliva to accumulate until it was escaping
my lips and running down the length of his big shaft. Using my spit as a
lubricant, I began to take more and more of his cock in my mouth, working
it in with short but slow strokes. When I felt the head of his 10-inch dick
touch the soft flesh at the back of my throat, I changed the angle of my
head and neck slightly. Needing to come up for air, I slowly slid back up
the shaft until the head popped out of my mouth, a thick string of saliva
connecting it to my glistening lips.

Confidently returned the head of his dick to my mouth, I swallowed his
entire length in one, long, smooth, stroke. I was in no hurry about it, so
each of my strokes was exactly alike. Long smooth descent, pause at the
bottom while my throat muscles worked the head and shaft of his cock, and
then long, slow ride back to the top until only the head of his throbbing
member remained in my sizzling mouth. I don't know how he stood it for as
long as he did, but it seemed that the pleasure went on for good fifteen
minutes before I felt his dick swell as his balls moved towards the
exploding point. I guess he sensed this too, because he suddenly pulled his
dick out of my mouth and shot its load across the booth and hit the other
wall. Then he did what guys always do, he zipped up and left. But what the
fuck, I was still happy to have done him.

As you can see, great fun can be had at the adult bookstore. You need to
try it.

The end...