Date: Mon, 20 Oct 2003 18:52:00 +0100 (BST)
From: "R. Lee" <kewtieboy@yahoo.co.uk>
Subject: THE GLORY DAYS PART 6 - IRISH GLORY (mmmm/gh/anal/oral/voyeur)

THE GLORY DAYS

This is a romp through the 60's and 70's when glory
holes were everywhere and sex was there for the
having. Straight guys, bi-guys and gay guys who just
wanted uncomplicated and anonymous sex. These stories
are short (just like glory hole sex) and take place in
the Northern half of the U.K. and Ireland where the
teller travelled on business for many years. The
stories are more or less true as are the venues.
Enjoy.

6. Irish Glory


During the bad old days in Northern Ireland I was
given the job of looking after the place for my
company. After initial apprehension, I discovered a
whole new way of life. With the constant security
threats and the danger of being out an about at night
there was virtually no gay life at all on the surface.
More guys seemed to marry and more guys seemed to be
looking for instant relief. There was a whole world of
randy married guys out there just waiting for me.

To satisfy their needs, there were a number of glory
holes in Bangor, Belfast, Cookstown, Londonderry,
Coleraine and Omagh. The Belfast ones were quickly
closed down but the rural ones stayed active. I have a
number of stories to tell but as before I will only
relate the ones with which are a bit different.

Enniskillen: This is not really a glory hole story at
al.l but the story is so erotic and left me with
thumping heart through excitement and fear that it is
worth retelling here. The toilet in question was in
the town centre and had a small hole between two
cubicles and one out to the urinals too. What seemed
to happen is that after a bit of exposure, the guy in
the next cubicle would stand on the seat and look
over, ducking down if anyone came in. Guys seemed to
have no fear of joining their neighbour if they
wanted. This seemed a bit risky to me and was
something I avoided. With only two cubicles, it was
only too easy to get trapped with a queue outside
waiting to use the toilet.

On one fair day I had popped in and waited only a few
minutes before I had a neighbour. I could make out
very little about age or features through the hole,
so was playing hard to get. I was suddenly aware that
I was being watched and looked up to see an absolute
Adonis. This young lad looked to be around 18, with
soft but curly blonde hair, cut short. He was just
beautiful. He asked if I had somewhere to go but I
didn't.

"That's o.k." he said, "Just come with me to the
nurse's area at the hospital."

He was obviously a student nurse so he joined me in
the car and we drove in my car to the local hospital.
We parked in the car park and he led me straight
through the front door of the hospital, past reception
and along a corridor. There were many doors but we
stopped at one and entered. The room had coats on
hooks around the wall, a sink, some seating and an
examination couch. There were also a few lockers.

"Here we are," he said, "We'll be safe here."

I questioned him about the room but he informed me it
was used by on-duty nurses who came nowhere near in
the middle of a shift. He was very positive and I
assumed his inside knowledge would make it o.k.

We locked the door and started. He was really
beautiful. Slim, attractive, and wearing natural
cotton trousers. He started to strip me like a hungry
beast and soon had me completely naked. He sucked my 7
inch cock as if he had never had sex before. He licked
by balls then turned me around and started to rim me
over the examination couch. He ripped his own clothes
off and was standing in a pair of tight boxers with a
straining erection. The shorts were pulled off and I
bent to take his cock in my mouth. It was six inches,
uncut and so hard I thought it was going to blow
immediately. For a young lad he was very dominant. As
someone who is used to taking the lead, it was quite
erotic. He reached into a cupboard with some supplies
in it and pulled out a tube of KY jelly. He opened a
condom from his duffel bag and stretched it on his
cock. I am not passive but was far too far gone to
care.

He bent me back over the bed and lubed me generously
with KY. I felt his cock enter. Slowly he pushed the
head then thrust it in to the hilt. As he fucked me
his hand reached round to grip my cock. With an
almighty grunt, his cock pushed into me and I felt it
pulse as I  came over the bed. I collapsed in a heap.

As we tidied up, I asked him what time he started his
shift.

"What shift" he asked?

"Here," Said I.

"I don't work here, I work in an office in town."
"I've got nothing to do with the hospital but a male
nurse once brought me here and it seemed as good a
place as any."

My knees turned to water as I dressed quickly and
virtually ran out of the building. My partner seemed
quite unconcerned as he followed slowly behind. Ah the
innocence of youth!

Omagh: I had found a small toilet here with a hole
between two cubicles and had enjoyed much fun with
some straight looking guys. One day, further down from
this toilet, I noticed one down some steps at the side
of the river. On venturing down I found three cubicles
with one small hole between two and three but an
enormous hole between one and two. For the size of the
hole, this was not a very active toilet. This toilet
has probably long since gone as it was in the path of
the appalling Omagh bombing some years later.

The point about this toilet is that to enter and go
downstairs took about 1-2 minutes during which time
any activity of a risky nature could be stopped in
plenty time.

I sat there one early lunch time with little happening
when I heard steps coming downstairs. There were two
sets and both sounded young. Through a little hole in
the door, I watched two older schoolboys (of legal age
by today's standards), enter the toilet and both go
into the cubicle next to me with the smaller hole. I
thought they were about to have some lunch time sex
but instead, they lit up a cigarette each and I had a
feeling it was not tobacco. They quietly chatted and I
quietly sat.

After about 10 minutes, they seemed to be a lot more
relaxed and were giggling. The one sitting on the seat
saw the hole and looked through at me. I sat, pants at
my ankles and cock softly lying between my legs. The
lad whispered more loudly than he probably intended,
that his pal should look through at my cock too. This
he did.

I tried really hard but my cock started to rise at the
thought of these young lads looking at me. The first
lad commented on it to his mate, again in a loud
whisper. Then he said something else and they both
went out. I didn't hear them climb the stairs and I
was a bit nervous but I looked through the hole in the
door and saw one of them standing by the entrance
while the other stood at the urinal. I could not see
what he was doing but his friend was giggling at him.
I gently opened the cubicle door a little and saw the
smaller of the two wanking his cock at the urinal. I
opened the door fully and stood with my pants at my
ankles and my 7 inches in hand.

The lad at the urinals was about 5 feet 8 inches with
dark short hair and was slim. He had a school blazer
and grey trousers which were undone showing a pair of
traditional white "Y" fronts. The cock was about 5
inches uncut. He boldly walked across and took my cock
in his hand. He said quietly to me -- "Strip naked,
please."

I was unsure in case they were up to something but he
went in next door to me and I heard his clothes being
removed. I decided to follow. Soon I was naked except
for my shoes and socks and he came out naked too. His
slim, pale body looked small against mine and he was
completely hairless except for the patch of hair on
top of his cock. His friend was wanking by the door
and soon came over to join us. He stayed dressed but
dropped his school trousers. His underwear was a pair
of baggy boxers (obviously a Christmas present from
Mum) with a Paisley pattern over them. Unsexy, except
for a sizeable uncut 7.5 inch cock sticking out of the
front of them. I knelt down and took both cocks in my
mouth. Their different sizes made this a little
difficult at first but I was soon in my stride. I
stood and licked the nipples of the smaller guy. His
friend was an inch or so taller and had a little wisp
in reddish hair on his chest. His pubic hair was a red
blonde and his hair slightly darker but with a
definite red tinge through it. I bent to suck the
younger guy and was soon slurping on his cock when we
heard steps.

I dived into my cubicle, the other naked lad into his
and the third pulled up his pants and ran to the
urinal. I noticed that my friend stayed naked so I did
so too. There was silence. This continued and I
ventured a glance through the hole to see the older
lad with his pants back down, beckoning me to open the
door. I did. He was standing with a guy about my age.
This guy had his pants down and was sporting at least
eight inches of cut meat. The young lad knelt down to
suck it. When both of us walked out naked, the other
guy did a double take but was obviously up for it. We
ended in a group of four. The older guy kept turning
round on us. I noticed his wedding ring so he was
obviously wishing to take full advantage of the
situation. He went into his pocket and took out a
handful of condoms, giving one to each of us.

I have a thing for condoms so took all three. I ripped
open the first and stretched it over the larger boy's
cock. The second on the young lad, and then finally my
own. The older guy bent over the sink and braced
himself. I took first shot while the lads wanked and
watched. I slid in surprisingly easily considering I
did not have lubrication and started to fuck him while
holding his hips. The younger lad went round to the
front and started to suck him while the older boy was
riding his cock up and down my own crack. I came.
Spurt after spurt shot into the guys arse. I pulled
out and the older guy was up him immediately and
without any warning. He fucked him pretty violently.
His cock thrusting in and out and he came within two
minutes. His friend was up and around almost as soon
as he came out and the guy then took the smallest
last. While the young boy was fucking him, I grabbed
the guys cock and started to wank. With a perfect
piece of timing the lad screamed out his orgasm as the
guy shot a load of spunk that almost cleared the
entire length of the toilet.

With that nervousness all people have in dangerous
situations and after cumming, we all gave our thanks
and slunk into our various corners to dress. By the
time I left there was no one there. I picked up the
three spent condoms to destroy the evidence, thought
better of it and tied a knot in each for further
pleasure later that day.

The Terrorist in Antrim:  Not quite what it says but
this was also an erotic event. The toilet here had a
tiny hole between each of three cubicles and sex was
had my kneeling down or my going into the cubicle next
door. Considering that the toilet had an attendant
this was a daring thing to do but then this country
was full of desperate  and randy men.

I knew there was someone next to me and realised he
was probably in his late twenties but I could not make
out anything else. Some note passing had ended in me
saying I was staying in a nearby hotel and him saying
he wanted to come back. We arranged to meet outside in
the busy car park.

When I left the building there were not a suitable
candidate to be seen. I was suddenly approached by one
of the scariest people I had seen. This guy was short
to medium height, built like the very brick shit house
he had just left, his hair was cropped short, he had
one gold earring but most frightening of all were the
tattoos. "U.D.A." on one arm and the "hand" emblem of
the Unionists. The U.D.A. were the Ulster Volunteer
Force, the I.R.A.'s enemies but equally violent. Small
talk was difficult but in a thick Northern Irish
accent he said, "You said you would fuck me."

"You," I half squealed!

"Let's go," He said.

Now let me say quite clearly, I am not into heavy,
meaty terrorists but felt that this was not the time
to tell him since the lump in his pants was definitely
the main driving force. My hotel was a rather grand
affair and this guy, entering with someone in a suit,
looked very suspect, but no one stopped us (probably
too frightened). On the way to the hotel in the car, I
had managed to find out that he was indeed the sort of
guy you didn't tell your mother was a Catholic.

We got to the room and this great big guy was like a
virgin schoolboy. He was nervous and didn't know what
to do. He was randy but I got the distinct impression
that this was not something he discussed with his
mates over a pint. I took control as I love virginity.
I stripped him and his body was very hairy. His pants
were definitely part of a three pack bought by his
mother in law. I stripped myself as he was obviously
not going to. His cock was only about 5 inches and
uncut (poor soul) but it was as stiff as hell. I made
him take a shower with me and soaped him all over. I
bent him over and soaped his arse and fingered his
hole. This was definitely an area that had been out of
bounds up to this moment. It was obvious that it was
an area he enjoyed having played with. I rinsed and
dried him and we headed for the bed.

I completely dominated him, sitting astride him and
sticking my cock in his mouth. He was very unsure but
really didn't have much choice. I face fucked him
while gripping his cock with my other hand. He groaned
like Hell.

I then turned him over.

I had some KY handy and slipped a condom on my cock.
He thought initially that I was just slipping my
finger in and out and he was loving it. I then started
to push my cock in and he looked round with a worried
look on his face. I pushed him down and pressed my
cock head home. After a few false starts, my cock was
all the way up. I fucked him with all my might. I
pulled him up doggy fashion and held his hips and
fucked and fucked. He grabbed his cock and jetted a
load of spunk over the bedcovers as I shot my load
into him. We collapsed on the bed.

This shy little voice then said, "I need to go now as
I left the wife shopping when I picked you up."

I ran him back to the centre and watched him go and
meet the wife and two kids. Not my type perhaps but
one Hell of a horny session.

Cookstown: This toilet had a few holes all cock sized
and could be either great or dead. I was sitting
quietly one quiet afternoon when a guy in his late
twenties came in next to me. He was quite plain
looking but attractive in country boy sort of way. You
know, wiry, longish curly hair, plain clothes, corded
trousers and very ordinary underwear. He showed me his
six inches with a longish foreskin and I showed him
mine. Instead of putting it through, he pulled up his
trousers and left.

"Oh well," I thought, "His loss."

Next my door was pushed open (no locks) and he just
stood and watched me sitting with my cock in hand.

"Are you staying locally." He asked?

"Yes," said I, "Local hotel." I gave his the name.

"Can I come round later?"

"If you want," I replied, slightly uninterested.

"You wear pyjamas," he asked?

"No," was my response.

"Don't worry," he said, "Leave it to me."

With that he was gone. He had my name but left me
wondering what I was "leaving to him."

The time for the meeting came and went and I was
getting ready to go for dinner when reception
telephoned to say there was someone to see me. I asked
them to send him up.

He arrived with a large carrier bag and threw his arms
around my neck to start kissing me. I was getting
nicely warmed up when he stopped, opened the bag and
pulled out the ugliest pair of granddad pyjamas I had
seen in my life. You know the candy striped ones with
a large cord round the trouser waist.

"Top or bottom," He asked?

I presumed his question was about the pyjamas so in a
stunned response I requested the top. He threw me the
top and went into the bathroom, emerging a few minutes
later wearing nothing but the bottoms. I quickly
stripped and put on the top and kept a pair of briefs
on. His cock was tenting out of the front and I
suddenly found myself getting aroused by this stupid
fetish.

I decided to take control and threw him on the bed.
Assuming the pyjamas to be the thing turning him on, I
started to rub his cock through them. He was rigid. I
lifted myself up till I was straddling his chest and
stuck my cock in his mouth. He sucked and sucked. I
then slipped round to a 69 position and pulled his
cock out. The foreskin was about an inch in length at
the end of his cock and made for great sucking through
his pyjama fronts. By this time I was really getting
turned on when the dominance changed again. He flipped
me over and proceeded to stick his cock up me. I
managed to stop him just long enough to slip a condom
on before he was urgently entering me again. Still in
my pyjama top with his condom clad cock sticking
obscenely out of his pyjama fronts he started to fuck
me in earnest. He held my hips and shagged me until he
fired his load into my hole. I erupted all over the
pyjama tops which seemed to me exactly what he wanted.

I was thanked, he dressed and he left. That is the
only time in my life I have encountered a pyjama
fetishist.

Portrush: This beautiful town is a holiday resort on
the Antrim coastline near to the Giant's Causeway.
Very busy in Summer with day trippers and sometimes
other Irish families on holiday. Not much in the way
of glory holes but sometimes the toilets could be
interesting with bored young holidaymakers. One toilet
was usually quiet but had around six cubicles. The
last one had a small hole in the door which looked
along the urinals. When I was bored it served for some
entertainment during lunch time as unsuspecting
tourists came in to unwittingly expose themselves for
my pleasure. This story, however, has nothing to do
with any of that.

One early morning in late Spring, the resort was still
quite quiet and I had a customer to see at 9.30 am.
Arriving in town at 8.45 am, for some reason I parked
up and went into the toilet. There was not a living
soul in sight. I went into my favourite cubicle and
sat to entertain myself stroking on my dick. I was
suddenly aware of a shuffling sound somewhere.
Kneeling down, I looked up the row of cubicles and at
the far end, I could see a pair of feet -- young feet.
There was little movement, just the occasional
shuffle. I left my cubicle and went up to the cubicle
next to the feet and made a big thing about going into
the cubicle. I sat down, dropped my pants and waited.
Nothing!

I started wanking myself. Nothing! I waited and then
pulled up my pants and went out into the main part of
the toilet. I noticed the door to the cubicle was
unlocked. I gently pushed it open and there, sitting
on the toilet seat with his trousers fully up and
clipped tightly shut was a stunning 19 year old who
was not only drunk, but had obviously been in the
toilet all night. Heavens knows how drunk he had been
when he arrived as he was still extremely drunk now.

I walked in and asked him if he was o.k. I tried to
lift him but he put his arms around me and slightly
slumped. Something in his subconscious must have told
him that I was the guy who had been wanking next door
as he put his hand on the front of my suit trousers
and squeezed clumsily. I reciprocated and, drunk or
not, his cock was semi hard. He was in no state to
fight me so I quickly unclipped his jeans and let them
fall. I pulled down his briefs and revealed a
comfortably sized uncut 7 inch cock, sloping downwards
in a semi-hard state. I sat him down, dropped my suit
trousers and briefs and pushed my stiff cock in his
face. He looked at it and squeezed it a little. I
wanted a bit more than that so pushed it to his mouth.
He slightly turned away then suddenly opened his mouth
taking the cock in. He bit a little so I told him what
to do and he was soon sucking like a trooper. His eyes
were half shut and I was not sure if it was ecstasy or
his drunken state. I pulled out, knelt down between
his legs and sucked his cock. It smelt slightly of
urine but it was not unpleasant and I was soon sucking
happily away. It rose to full mast and he lay back on
the toilet seat to allow better access. I unbuttoned
his shirt and revealed an almost hairless chest. He
was now groaning quite loudly so I was glad it was so
quiet outside. Without any warning, my mouth filled
with cum. The first shot was thin and hit the back of
my throat, the second also went in as I tried to
withdraw his cock and the third hit me full on the
face. He slumped back. I stood up, cum dripping out of
my mouth and took my cock in hand. I started to pump
my cock and gave him the contents of my full balls
straight over his sweet little chest.

I started to mop him and myself up and noticed he had
fallen back to sleep. That is how I left him. I
wondered if he would think he had had a dream or if he
really knew what happened. Either way I just made it
to my appointment in time and when I checked the place
out at lunch time, he had gone.


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