Glory Hole First Timer
I’m not sure where my interest came from. I think it has something to do with finding my dad’s porn collection when I was younger. I remember one day I was watching this girl suck this beautiful cock on tape. All of a sudden I became so curious as to what a cock in my mouth would feel like. I didn’t find it dirty (well, not in a negative way) or disgusting. From then on, whenever I watched porn, I couldn’t keep my eyes off the cocks. It just became my infatuation. All I could think about was having one sliding in and out of my mouth.
Since I wasn’t gay and knew this to be very true, no question at all, meeting guys face to face was really difficult. After many uncomfortable encounters, I found what changed my life. Glory holes.
One day I just happened to stumble into a dirty video store, got some tokens, sat down and noticed the hole in the wall. The smell of sex was everywhere and was totally intoxicating. I quit paying attention to the hole and found a channel that was nothing but cum shots, my favorite. I pulled my pants down and started stroking my cock. My head was spinning.
Then the door to the booth next to mine opened. I quickly pulled my pants back up. The guy came in and stood in front of the TV screen, dropped in some tokens and pulled his cock out and started stroking. I was mesmerized by this. I, as usual, couldn’t take my eyes off his cock. He was stroking with his left hand, that’s why I noticed the wedding band. I tried but couldn’t see his face. I guess he saw me peering through the hole. He started to turn around. Scared that I had been caught staring, I quickly sat back in my chair. I didn’t want to get into a fight because I was a “damn queer”. I mean, this was Texas.
I sat there for what felt like hours. Then all of a sudden, he pushed his cock through the hole. I couldn’t believe this was happening. I didn’t know people did this kind of thing. Here I was, sitting in a dark booth with a cock through the wall. I reached out and grabbed it and started stroking. I couldn’t believe I was doing this. With the smell of cum everywhere, my head was spinning. Next thing I know, something took over. I got down on my knees. I was eye level with one of the biggest cocks I’d ever seen. I started rubbing it against my lips as I jacked it. I started to get worried about disease. But then I thought back to the wedding band. Slowly, I started opening my mouth, licking the head with my tongue.
Next thing I know, I have this cock in my mouth. I was sucking it for all I was worth. All the feelings of discomfort that I experienced in a few awkward meetings were gone. I could finally live my fantasy, totally anonymous.
Since I had never let anyone cum in my mouth, I couldn’t tell he was getting close. Next thing I know, my mouth was flooded with his cum. I hadn’t even tasted cum before. I didn’t know what to do so I held his cock in my mouth. He finally pulled his cock out, zipped up, and walked out. I was left sitting in a booth, mouthful of cum. As soon as I touched my own hard cock, I exploded. All I did was touch it. I then swallowed what was in my mouth, licked my own cum off my hand, I didn’t have a towel, and bolted for the door.
I was so embarrassed by what I had done. I let this guy that I didn’t even know, not even what he looked like, cum in my mouth while sitting in a dirty video store. All I could think about was how dirty I was and how turned on that made me feel.
I’ve grown a bit since then. I still know that I am straight. I’m comfortable with my fetish. I can now get together face to face with a guy and not feel too uncomfortable. The only requirement is that we both know that he has to be aggressive and we are there for only sex, cruising works well for this. I don’t like talk unless it’s dirty, the dirtier the better.