Date: Sun, 1 Jan 2012 22:53:27 -0800 (PST)
From: Coolie Labop <jtguy23@yahoo.com>
Subject: Me and Jay, Part 7

The following is a continuation of the Nifty story "Me and Jay" in the
Young Friends section.  This series is based on my own experiences when I
was a young teenager.  As always, feel free to email me at
jtguy23@yahoo.com.  I have had many requests for photos, videos, and custom
stories--I fulfill as many of those as I can, so if you want something,
please do ask.

Jay had been getting more and more active in the gay scene around our town.
Partly for his own pleasure and partly as a means of recruitment for our
little business.  One weekend night, while I was at a football game, Jay
went to the only gay club here, called "Decisions."  It was there that he
first heard of the legendary (for this area, anyway) Apache Theater.

The Apache was a drive in, but it had been converted some years ago to a
drive in porn theater.  On any given day or night, you could cruise through
there for just about anything--gay, straight, married...whatever.  This guy
told Jay all about it, so since the night was still young, Jay asked him to
take him there.  In telling me about it later on that weekend, Jay related
how awesome the place was--that you could just sit in your car, open the
window, and there would be a cock there in minutes.  He ended up sucking
off several strangers that first night, and a dude had gotten in Jay's car
and sucked his cock.

Naturally, I wanted to go, but since they checked IDs at the front gate, it
was clear that I couldn't.  After a few minutes of brainstorming, we came
up with the idea that I could hide under a blanket it the floorboard of
Jay's backseat, and hopefully pass through.  So, on Saturday evening about
7, we loaded up and drove out there.  The Apache is set off in the woods in
a rural area, so we turned off onto an oil well's access road about a half
mile from there, and I got in the floor with the blanket over me.  Jay
drove up to the gate, showed his ID, paid his fee, and without a second
glance, the lady let him drive on in.  He parked in the middle of the lot,
facing the screen, and told me I could come out.

The lot was pretty dark, obviously, and up on the screen there was a dim
projection of some 80's porno.  It was a straight porn to start with, so
the women all had huge permed hair, hairy pussies, yada yada.  It wasn't
the best thing ever.  As I looked around the lot, I could see that there
were perhaps 30 other cars scattered around, and in some of them people
were getting it on--from just making out to full on sex.  There were cars
with men standing at the driver's window, bare asses in the moonlight,
getting anonymous head.  Jay had heard that the Apache had a little store
with viewing booths, as well as a few communal areas, and he wanted us to
check it out.

The store was set up near the projection tower, and it looked like it had
been converted from the drive-in's old concession stand.  It had 2 stories,
but it was still kinda small.  On entering, you are in the shop, where they
sell porn and a few toys.  To be honest, it was and is a dumpy little
place; very rinky dink.  But they were busy.  There was almost no room to
move in there, as customers browsed through their selection of videos.  The
clientele was almost all men, but there were a few women mixed in, mostly
either biker-looking chicks or butch lesbians.  We were interested in the
viewing booths, where Jay had heard lots of fun could be had, and we were
directed upstairs.  The guy at the counter looked at me a little funny, but
didn't say anything or seem to give much of a shit anyway.

So upstairs, there was this hallway, very dimly lit.  On one wall there was
a door labeled "Straight," while on the other wall there were several doors
marked "Gay."  We peeked in the straight booth, and saw a man and a woman
in there, having sex.  Over in the gay booths, there were several people
gathered.  We stood at the doorway and sort of watched and waited for
someone to leave so there'd be more room, and I noticed that there were
holes in each wall.  It didn't take long for us to figure out why.  A limp
dick appeared in one of the holes, and one of the men in the booth grabbed
it and started rubbing it, until it got hard.  Then, the guy went down on
the guy!  You couldn't even see him--just his Johnson through this glory
hole.  On the opposite wall, a guy stuck his dick through the other hole
and into the other booth.  Somebody in there started sucking him off, too.

Now, if you've read my other chapters, I'm sure by now you know that I had
become something of a cumwhore.  I'd sucked a lot of cock, been fucked many
times, and even taken multiple loads at once.  I immediately knew that I
wanted to service men through a glory hole.  I whispered to Jay "I want to
do that!" and he nodded.

Jay and I weren't really boyfriends or anything, but I think he really
liked me.  He'd pass up sex with other men to have sex with me, and he was
always touching me.  I didn't mind.  But he didn't get jealous or anything;
in fact, he told me later that he really enjoyed watching me with other
men.  He would take videos and watch them, jerk off to them at home, stuff
like that.  When I told him I wanted to do the glory hole, I could see his
bulge get bigger against his jeans, and he reached down to my crotch and
started rubbing my own member through my jeans.  I was quite hard, of
course.

So after about five minutes, the guy on the right side of the booth stopped
sucking, and the cock disappeared back through the hole.  He stood up and
moved out of the booth, which allowed me to enter.  I got down on my knees
and peeked through the glory hole.  There were several men in that booth, a
couple watching the gay porno on the little TV screen.  I didn't have to
wait long, though, for a dick to appear.

The first cock I sucked through the gloryhole was also the first pierced
cock I ever had.  The guy had a Prince Albert piercing in his member, and
as I began to lick him to get him harder, I felt the cold sensation of the
steel on my tongue.  It was pretty awesome, though I knew I needed to be
careful to not chip my teeth!

I lifted this cock and licked the underside, from near the base of the
shaft to the flat area on the bottom of the head.  As I did, he began to
get harder and harder, until he had a full-on erection.  Like my dick, it
pointed upwards at a 45 degree angle.  I put my hand around the shaft and
lowered my wet, anxious mouth onto the prick in front of me.  I've always
loved the sensation of that first moment, when the head slips past my lips
and the cock gives a little jump, swelling even bigger for a second before
going back to its normal size.  I decided that I wanted this man to enjoy
his blowjob, so I didn't rush.  I took him deeper into my mouth very
slowly, with my tongue pressed up against the cock, so that my taste buds
gave him a little more sensation.  I applied a gentle sucking as I did so,
pulling his head deeper into my throat.  I was still learning how to deep
throat a dick, but I was able to at least get it back there without setting
off my gag reflex.  Deeper and deeper, then back out.  I let his pink head
move back out past my lips, then circled it with my tongue, fast, for a few
seconds before going back down.  I could hear the guy moan, and knew I was
doing a good job.

I continued that slow blowjob for about 3 minutes, almost teasing, before I
started to bear down and go faster.  I matched the motion of my head with
my hand, jerking and sucking this guy at the same time.  in my mouth, I put
my tongue right on the tip of the head, licking the slit and letting the
guy know that yes, I was going to allow him to bust his nut in my young
mouth.  I sucked harder, faster, pumping with my hand, and I was rewarded
with that wonderful rush of sperm into my mouth.  God, I loved cum.  I
loved making men cum, I loved the taste of it, slightly different from man
to man, and I loved swallowing every fucking drop.  Whoever this stranger
was, his hips thrust forward into the partition as he tried to get as deep
in me as he could, and I allowed him to.  Though I love the taste of cum, I
let him finish ejaculating into my throat, way, way down.  When it was
over, his softening member pulled back through the hole, and he was gone.

While I sat there and waited, a face appeared in the hole, and a much older
man, probably 65, with gray hair and glasses, peeped in at me.

"Mmmm....you look sexy, fella," he said.

"Thanks," I replied.

"How old are you, anyway?"

"I'm 18," I lied.

"No, that's bullshit.  How old are you really?"

I leaned in close and whispered through the hole, "Fourteen."

"Just the way I like `em," he said.  "Come here and stick out your tongue."

When I did, he wrapped his mouth around my tongue and gently sucked it,
sort of pulling it a bit further out of my mouth.  I still had the taste of
semen, and the old man sucked the remaining salt off.  He then moved up a
bit and kissed my lips, still with my tongue in his mouth.  We made out
like that for a minute or two, then he backed off and said "Hold on."

He left that booth and came into mine, which now had Jay and about 3 other
men in it, watching me.  The older guy wasted no time with bullshit; he put
his hands under my sweater, untucked my undershirt, and ran his hands up my
hairless belly and chest.  He got to my nipples and gave them enough of a
pinch to get them hard.  Then, his hands moved back down, past my
bellybutton, and to my fly.  He unbuttoned the top button, then popped the
rest of them open in a quick motion.  His right hand found my dick, hard
and wet, through my briefs, and he took a second to give it a little rub
before he went under my waistband.  He kissed my neck as he fondled my cock
and balls, and I turned my face to him.  He latched onto my mouth, driving
his tongue into my mouth and French kissed me, all the while tugging on my
little boner downstairs.

I felt him tugging down on my pants, so I reached down and helped him get
them past my thighs.  He broke the kiss and very quickly pulled my jeans
and underwear off.  My penis was now out, with several strange men looking
at it, and the drop of clear precum that exited the tip.

The man lifted up my shirts and kissed down my neck, to my chest, where he
stopped to suck on each nipple, very deliberately.  Then he traced his
tongue down, down, down, darting it into my bellybutton, then farther down.
He licked all over by bald pubic mound, then down the side of my package.
His tongue went down the inside of my thigh, tracing a line, before he
moved it back up, drawing it over the seam of my nutsack, then the base of
my rock hard cock, then up to the head.  He sucked my precum from the slit,
then engulfed my erection with his mouth.  As he sucked me off, one of the
men in my booth came, shooting a nice load on the floor.  Now, as much of a
cumslut I'd become, and as good as it looked, I was NOT about to lick the
floor of this place.  After he busted his nut, that guy left, and another
man took his place to watch.

At this point, the older man had turned me so that my back was toward the
gloryhole.  Just then, I felt the soft-yet-hard sensation of another penis
being stuck through the hole, so I turned my face sideways to lick it.  I
brought up my hand to jerk the guy off, since I couldn't really get a good
angle to blow him.  It was a nice, big cock--probably 7 inches.  I used my
spit to lubricate my hand as I jerked him, and it was only about a minute
before his cock began to jump and pulsate in my hand, and a thick wad shot
out the tip.  I missed the first glob (which sucks, because that's always
the best one!) but I was able to catch the second on my tongue.  I aimed
his slit down toward me as much as I could, and continued to pump him for
his cum.  He gave me quite a bit, which I swallowed, as always.  As
suddenly as it appeared, that cock was gone and yet another took its place.
By now, having had a nice cumshot on my face and mouth, I wanted to suck
again, so I kind of half-scooted my ass around so that I was facing the
gloryhole again.  The older man continued to suck my cock, nice and slow.
I think he was doing that so I'd produce a lot of precum for him.  I
couldn't see it, but I bet I was leaking like a sieve.

The dick in front of me was a smaller one, sort of banana shaped, with an
upward curve.  The head was smaller than the shaft, and he was
uncircumsized.  He was fully hard, though, so his foreskin had retracted
back.  I put it in my mouth, and immediately, the guy on the other side of
the partition started thrusting back and forth.  I really didn't have to do
much, just keep my mouth on him and suck.  Of course, I ran my tongue all
around his little cockhead.  He face fucked me through the hole for a few
minutes before he, too, gave me what I craved.  His cum was thick, and
super salty, and I let it slide down my tongue and throat.  I love that
sensation, of a man's hot load coating the back of my throat, like a kind
of cough syrup.  By now, I was reaching the point of no return with my own
orgasm, so I let the dick slip out of my mouth, and I laid back on my
elbows.  The older guy must have sensed that I was close, because he began
sucking harder and faster, concentrating on the head of my very stiff
prick.  I glanced around, seeing the men watching and jerking, and that's
what pushed me over the edge.  My belly muscles vibrated as my powerful
orgasm started, and I gave the man my teenage spunk.  He sucked it down,
continuing to bob on my head as I ejected my juice into his hot, sticky
mouth.  He took every drop, and when it was over, he gave me a little peck
on the cheek, and was gone--poof.

I found my jeans on the floor, though my underwear was missing.  I don't
know if the old guy took it or if someone in the room did (Jay didn't see)
but it was no big deal.  Hopefully the guy got some enjoyment out of it.  I
got dressed as Jay found someone to suck him off, which didn't take very
long, given the show he'd just watched.  Just because I love cum, I got
down on my knees and took some of Jay's cum from the man, which we then
passed between our mouths until it was all gone.  Jay put his cock away and
we came back home.  That started what has, for me, been a lifelong
fascination with gloryholes.  I even have one set up in my shop out back,
and once a week or so, I put a post on Craigslist asking for men to come
by, so I can get my fill of anonymous cum.