Arcade Adventures #2 (m/m beginnings oral)
This is the second in a series I'm writing about my experiences at a local adult store's video booths.
For those that sent me feedback on my first recounting, thanks a lot, it's really appreciated. For those that asked, I swear that these stories are 100% true. They really happened, just like I'm telling here. For those that say this story actually got them off, it was my pleasure to help. :)
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On my very first trip to the gloryhole-equipped arcade, I had nearly fulfilled every fantasy I had regarding sucking cock, except one. I had taken a cock into my mouth, and bobbed my face up and down on its shaft, feeling the head jabbing the back of my mouth, but I had yet to finish the job. I had yet to take the cock's load into my mouth, tasting the milky white liquid, or even let the penis climax. It was a portion I wished to complete on my next trip, which came only days later.
I entered the arcade with far more confidence than my first time, now a "seasoned veteran" of the place (at least in my mind). I calmly traded some money for a good supply of tokens and, after thanking the rather older-looking attendant, walked into the arcade itself. Rather than taking any old booth, I went down the aisle and looked for a booth in use, as indicated by a light above the booth. Out of six booths, three were in use.
Two were right next to each other, and had only one hole between them, so I assumed they were already engaged. The third occupant was alone, with neither booth to his sides occupied. Arbitrarily, I took the booth on his left and shut the door behind me, locking it.
I quickly dropped a good number of tokens into the coinslot and picked out another oral video, this time of a blonde doing two guys. It didn't matter what was on the screen, however; I hadn't come for the porno video, I had come for the three-inch-wide hole in the wall, the portal to my fantasy. After this was taken care of, I crouched down and peeked into the other booth. I licked my lips at what I saw - a beautiful seven-inch cut cock, with a thick hand grasping it at the base. The light from the video illuminated the dick, making it shine in its glow.
Having read up a bit more on gloryhole ettiquette from a number of adult websites, I knew exactly what to do. After being sure that he wasn't watching me, I unzipped my own pants, freeing my own hardening cock, then knelt down in front of the hole. I didn't want him getting the wrong idea - I wasn't here to get off, I was here to do the servicing. My own release would come later.
While looking right at that beautiful cock, I slid my finger in and out of the gloryhole, motioning for him to give me that tool. After I withdrew my finger, I waited....and nothing. My shoulders drooped a bit..maybe he was just here to watch a video and get himself off, and wasn't interested in me.
I shook that off, and redoubled my efforts. This time, I slid two fingers in far enough so I could bend them at the knuckle and lightly tap the side of the wall. I heaerd his feet shuffle on the other side, meaning I had either startled him, or gotten his attention. I knew the tapping had the desired effect, because when I removed my fingers from the hole, it was quickly occupied by the entrance of that beautiful rod into my booth.
It was even more beautiful than I had thought. The shaft had a slight upward curve, and was rock hard, glistening in the light from the owner's spit on the shaft. I stopped admiring it and went to work, positioning myself in front of the dick, then diving down on it openmouthed, engulfing over half of it in my mouth. My taste buds were stimulated by the musky taste of the cock and the sweet taste of the precum, smeared on my tongue during my descent.
After a short time of bobbing up and down on the cock, I took severeal deep breaths, and slowly descended down once more, this time not stopping till the mushroom-shaped head poked at the entrance to my throat. Relaxing, I continued my descent with only a moment's delay, as the head entered my throat, and my mouth came to a stop at the base of the penis, my lips actually inside the gloryhole. As more precum oozed from the cock, it slid right down my throat, causing a bit of a tickle. I involuntarily swallowed, causing my mouth and throat to contract around his cock, and elicting a moan from the other side. I smiled to myself, having learned a new trick, then backed off of the cock and resumed my cocksucking.
I continued nursing his cock for some time, until I heard him dropping tokens into the machine. I realized I needed to do the same, and backed off of his cock completely. My movie had since ended and another had taken its place, but my original deposit was still running. Still, I wanted this to go uninterrupted. I reached into my pocket and grabbed the rest of my tokens, depositing them into the machine as I held onto his cock with my other hand, fondling it, groping it, and stroking it. This was actually the first time I had touched his cock with my hand - up till then, it had all been with my hot mouth.
With all possible interruptions handled, I began sucking on his cock once again with renewed vigor, increasing the speed of my strokes. I used my left hand in conjunction with my mouth, jacking the base of his cock while I slurped on the end. My right hand played with my own dick as I continued my machinations on the anonymous cock in front of me. I was in a frenzy; I couldn't believe how I felt. Within a week, I had changed from just having a fantasy to needing to fulfill it. I wanted his cum. I needed his cum.
When I was about to come myself, I stopped playing with my own dick and completely focused on his, sucking on the tip as hard as I could and tightly wrapping the dick with my lips. Finally, after some time, I felt something amazing - the head of his dick expanded right in my mouth, squashing my tongue against the bottom of my mouth. I didn't know exactly what was happening, but I had an idea, and backed off his cock till only about half was still in my mouth. Then...it happened. A jet of warm liquid squirted from the end of his cock, splashing sweetly against my tongue. Another jet followed, then another..and another. The cum was filling my mouth, as the cock continued to jerk in my hand and mouth. I kept just the head in my mouth and sucked hard once more, and was rewarded with a final tired dollop on the tip of my tongue.
I finally leaned back and got to my feet, as the softening cock was withdrawn from my booth. I had done it. I had sucked a cock to completion, and taken what it had inside of me. I leaned my head slightly back, closed my eyes, and savored the taste. I had tried to taste my own cum some time ago and was disappointed by its taste..but this was different. The sweet taste and gooey nature was a complete surprise, and I rolled it around with my tongue before finally swallowing it, gulping it down and feeling it slide down my throat.
"..give me your cock.."
The low whispered voice snapped me out of my reverie. It wasn't from the booth whose occupant's cock I had sucked - he had left. It came from behind me. I spun around, my still-hard cock leading the way, and looked down. There was another gloryhole in the opposite wall from where I had worshipped my second dick, and it was occupied by a thin finger, sawing in and out. >From behind the finger, I could see a dimly lighted face, wearing glasses and with a dark mustache over the mouth that now, apparently, wanted my own cock.
I stepped forward till I was right next to the booth, then slid my own cock through the gloryhole. Immediately, his mouth engulfed it, sending waves of pleasure through my body. He worked extremely fast - too fast for my liking, as the heightened sensitivity was too much for me. After a time of holding it back, I withdrew my cock with a start, taking a deep breath. I began slowly stroking it with my hand.
"Please..give me your cum..I want you to cum in my mouth.."
This time, the man had his mouth inside the gloryhole, his lips parted and his tongue exposed. Having recovered from the previous "assault", I placed my cock at his lips. He withdrew his own lips as I inserted my dick into the hole. He began sucking it again, but at a slower pace. Apparently he understood my problem, and was now slurping on my rod at a pace much more to my liking.
As I moved closer to a climax, a corner of my brain processed what was going on. I was somewhat surprised at his greedy attitude toward my own cum...but realized that I felt exactly the same way as I sucked on the other man's dick. Something about the nature of the act, the feeling of subservience as I servied him spurred my own sexual hunger, as it did to this same man. It sent a chill down my spine.
Soon, I could not take any more, and thrust my dick as far as I could into the hole. I arched my back slightly and let out an almost-inaudible moan as I orgasmed myself. True to his word, he did not remove his mouth from my cock, instead taking every drop of my own seed. After my orgasm subsided, I pulled back from the wall and began cleaning myself up, stuffing my dick back into my pants, zipping up, and exiting the booth, then the store itself.
As I waited across the street at the bus stop, seeing men enter and leave the store, as I did, I thought about how many of them were after what I was.
How many of them were fulfillig their own fantasies and desires of sucking cock and drinking cum, and how many were there just to get off to an anonymous mouth? It occurred to me that this was actually the first blowjob I had ever received, but it didn't really matter to me. It wasn't what I was after - it was more like a small bit of ice cream after a delicious cake. I had done what I wanted to do - I fulfilled my cocksucking fantasy.
The bus arrived at my stop, and I boarded it and left for home. As the bus pulled away, I looked back at the store, and at that very moment, I knew this wasn't the end, or even the beginning of the end, as far as my experiences with the arcade were to go. I had graduated; now it was time for graduate studies.