Glory Holes Adventures Ch. 02. He knew he would return.
Yes, I knew I would return. And not a week later, once more I drove across town. This time going straight to the man at the register to buy tokens. At 6ft 3in, 210, most of it muscle, I was bigger than a lot of men, but my face was still that of a boy. Wearing a jersey and loose shorts, I made my way back past those curtains into the darkness. Glancing behind me I noticed the man at the register smiling as he watched me go into the back where the movie booths were. This time, I walked around a bit, exploring. Last time I made it as far as the first booth. Walking slowly thru the back, it was almost like a maze, two main avenues, with booths on each side, several side avenues that turned around corners that would deadened into a booth. Men standing around, looking at each other, a few whispering, from the different booths sounds of fucking and sucking from the movies, at least most of them were. Towards the back were two larger rooms, each with a couch and room for 5 or 6 without crowding. I walked around as if shopping, looking into every corner. Some men would be trying to peek thru the cracks of doors, others would look at me, rubbing their cocks thru their pants. I saw two men enter a booth together, the door closed and locked behind them. More than one door was left open, looking inside, a movie would be playing and more often than not, a man would be fondling himself as he watched me watch him. Without even realizing it, my hand was fondling my cock thru my shorts, squeezing it, as I was becoming turned on by the sights and smells and sounds of the place.
Making my way to a booth off the main avenue, a man passed me, his hand cupping and squeezing my ass cheeks, in the darkness, I could feel myself blush. I must have shivered, feeling lust from the grope, confused by the feelings in my head. I slipped into a booth quickly, shutting and locking the door behind me. Almost immediately the door was pushed against gently. Someone, maybe the same man trying to enter with me. After a try or two, they went away. My heart was hammering, as I fished out some tokens and fed the machine. The booth darkened and the screen flickered to life, as I remained on my feet. On screen, a man was on his knees before another man, both naked, the man on his knees was moaning as he sucked the standing mans cock. His head twisting left and right as he sucked the fat cock hard and fast, his hand flying on his own cock, beating off as the movie was headed for it's climax (no pun intended). My first thought was.. Damn, a fag movie. It was against everything I was taught, against nature, yet I watched, fascinated. I had never seen such. A close-up from the side showed the shaft bulging with veins plunge in and out of the sucking lips, his slurps seemed deafening as I stood transfixed. I had pulled up a leg of my shorts to free my cock, my fingertips stroking the shaft with a feather like touch. I shuddered with lust.
I felt my cockhead pulled down then, it flipped back upwards. Looking down, a finger was extended thru the gloryhole. Somebody had touched my cock. I looked wide-eyed as the finger crooked and curled in a beaconing motion. Mesmerized, I watched as the finger stretched out, to stroke my cock. My cock bounced and became harder. It also took over any thought, and took on a will of it's own. I stepped closer, the finger, now joined by another reached to stroke, as if pulling me closer. Slowly the head of my cock slipped thru the hole, more fingers stroking and teasing it, as my cock slide further into the wall, I felt fingers pull the sac of my balls thru the opening as well.
Now, I must admit, that at this point, I had visions of a mad man on the other side cutting my cock off, or police were there, ready to handcuff my cock then to arrest me, probably with my mother and father waiting outside to my everlasting shame.
No sooner had all these thoughts hit me, that they all disappeared, when I felt the most wonderful, warmest, wettest, sucking on my cock. I almost shot right there. He was sucking my cock! More than that, massaging the head of my cock against the roof of his mouth. I pressed HARD against the wall, trying to push as must of my cock thru the wall as possible. I felt the light scraping of teeth (I describe all of this now, having more knowledge of what was happening now. But at the time it was a blur of indescribable, wondrous sensations. My mind went into sensory overload). Next, his lips pulled off my cock slowly, I felt I must have been harder and longer than I ever had been in my life. I figured on a good day I must have been about 7 inches, that day I swore I was at least 9, but it was probably my imagination. His lips leaving my cock all hot and wet, now cooled as he gently blew on it. The entire time his fingers gently pulled and massaged my balls. I felt his tongue swipe along my piss slit, then stab at it as he teased my cock to no end. It seemed he could tell when I was getting close, and he would blow on my cock to chill the flesh, making me last longer, torturing me in the process.
On the other side of the wall, I was pressed against it, being tall, my knees were bent a bit so my cock would fit thru the hole. Over and over I whispered and moaned. I would have promised almost anything at that moment, he had gotten me that hot. On his side I heard him whisper "Ready to cum?" To which I responded, "Please, yes".
Suddenly his hot sucking mouth took my cock all the way in. I felt his tongue swirling around the head and shaft. His lips moved back and forth, sucking harder than ever. Under my balls, a finger slid thru the hole. Just as I felt my cock thicken and I knew I was going to explode, I felt his finger press against my anus.
I swear, the man outside at the register must have heard me, as I yelled and exploded deep in his mouth. I shot my load so hard it almost hurt. I had never had anyone or anything play with my ass during sex. Spurt after spurt left my cock with great force. From the other side I am sure I would have heard slurping and sucking, but my ears pounded with my heart beat, I was aware of nothing, but the orgasm that felt like it was ripped from my soul into the unknown mouth of another man.
I felt weak, my hips thrust as my cock shrank from his sucking lips. His finger left my ass, as he softly licked my cock clean. I stepped back from the hole and set down, my cock wet and limp against my thigh. The door from the booth of my friend opened, and closed. I knew he had left, I could only sit there amazed, as I gathered my strength to stand and made myself presentable.
I left the booth, it seemed there were more men in the avenues than before, here and there I saw a wink, heard whispers. Blushing, I made my way back into the main part of the store. The man behind the register, looked up with a knowing smile, as he asked if I enjoyed myself. With a sheepish grin I said yea, and I would see him soon.
As I left, I heard him say he would look for me. What I did not see was him sniffing his finger, or the smile on his face.
Glory Holes Adventures Ch. 02. He knew he would return.
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