Education

Education

Part-1-of-1

I have always enjoyed visiting adult bookstores from time to time. It seemed to be one of my dirty pleasures. I would scan the various selections but always found myself returning to gay or bi videos. I considered myself straight so this made my interest in such videos all the more curious to me. I started to imagine myself being seduced by a man who took my cock into his mouth, making me cum, playing with my ass, rimming me and eventually taking my anal virginity.

I'd never heard of glory holes so was totally unaware. The store I'd typically visited didn't have any. While I was traveling on business, I found an adult bookstore to visit near my motel. This particular store was a borderline seedy joint. Most newer, modern' stores like the one I normally went to and had been in had neon lights and bright colors and clean design lines and so on. I guess it's to put a happy face' on the porn business. Not this joint, though. The front door was an old, corroded aluminum job, with security mesh covering the window. You walked in the first thing you notice was the dingy brown carpet, dingy brown magazine racks and walls covered with peg-board material.

Like many bookstores, it had a desk for the cashier at the front and then rows of adult movies and magazines in the middle arranged front to back. The back wall had a doorway cut out of the left side that was covered by a beaded curtain hanging down covering the opening. Next to the doorway were a sign advertising movie booths and an arrow pointing through the curtained doorway. There was also a change machine and a sign that said, "Quarters Only Inside."

I put in a 5er, scooped out the quarters and went through the doorway. Behind the beads it was very dark so it took a minute or so for my eyes to adjust.

There was a row of doors on the back wall, that were obviously the doors into the viewing booths and a hall about 5-feet wide that went off to the right between the doors and the back wall of the store. There were about 8-viewing booths in all.

There is something sexy about the ambiance of the adult bookstore video booths. For the first timers it can be gross place with the old cum smell and sticky floors. But once aquatinted with the shabby décor, you learn to let it turn you on. I found my cock begin to harden as I walked into the darkness of the hallway. Stumbling through the dark, I grabbed a random booth.

Once I was in the booth and sitting down, I started watching a man get a wonderful looking blowjob. It wasn't long until I took out my cock and started stroking it, totally unaware of the hole in the wall to the side. Before long I noticed fingers flashing tough the hole and a silent voice. After recovering from being startled by believing that a stranger was watching me playing with my hard cock, I bend over to listen to what he was saying.

He said, "Stick your cock through the hole and I'll give you a blow job."

Again, an experience I'd never even heard of before. Suddenly the blood was running through my body so fast that I was weak in the knees. I need to also share, to my displeasure, but pleasure to my wife Ashley that I don't cum easy and certainly not during oral. Ashley's pleased because I don't cum in her mouth, but also pleased that it takes me a while to cum during regular sex. I share this here to express the unbelievable effect this experience was having on me.

I stood up and stuck my cock through the hole in the wall. A few seconds later I felt a mouth wrapped its warm lips around it. The pleasure was intense as someone I had never met took my hard cock into his mouth. But before he could start sucking I was ready to cum. I held out a few seconds but my cock was soon pulsating hard against his lips. My secret friend must have been shocked and perhaps disappointed when I couldn't hold back longer and a hot stream of cum squirted down his throat. It shot so hard and fast that he didn't have any warning and started to gag on it but he managed to swallow most of it.

I sat back in the chair, breathing heavily after my orgasm. I'd just cummed harder than I can ever remember.

Being my first time with such, I wasn't sure what the protocol was and still don't claim to know, but I zipped up and exited the booth. As I did, my new friend... exiting also and simply shot me a welcomed smile.

Several months past before I was back in town on business and could return. I must admit however, my masturbation life had never been as exciting. All the more, I was excited to return.

Once again, I found myself flicking through the selections only to land on the gay selections. Like before, as soon as I found a movie to my liking, I took out my cock and stared playing with it. And like before, a finger appeared in the hole. This time it wasn't shocking to me, instead it was welcomed.

I slipped my hard cock though the hole only to be welcomed by a warm, anonymous mouth. My anonymous friend started kissing my cock and running his tongue up and down the full length of it eventually taking it in his mouth. Then he gave me the most incredible blowjob ever. He would bring me to the edge and then slow down delaying my orgasm as long as possible. He tested his gag reflex by deep throating me.

This time I was lasting longer so was able to enjoy the naughtiness of this experience while not having to deal with anything other than the pleasure I was receiving, thus my apparent attraction to Glory Holes. I was holding on pretty well until the guy did something amazing. When he got to the head of my cock one more time, he took his tongue and tried to insert it into my pee-hole. It was such an amazing sensation that it sent me over the edge. I screeched, "Ooooh my godd, I'm cumming ... I'm Cumming. Ooooh, ooooh, ooooh nooo!" He went right on sucking as I blasted volley after volley of cum in his mouth. He kept swallowing rapidly and must not have missed a drop. He continued to suck me, draining and cleaning my cock of any trace of cum.

When he started to nibble on my cockhead my knees got weak and I had to pull my cock back through the hole before I collapsed. I was drained. I was speech less. I'd just gotten my second glory hole blowjob and loved it.

Because I had to wait until I was in town on business, my third trip also had months gone by before I was able to return. Over the course during the time between trips I got curious and began to wonder what it felt like to have a cock in my mouth. While the taste and feel of a woman remained my principal interest, my curiously was getting the better of me. I wondered what my cock must feel like in my wife's mouth. I was also curious what it was like early in our relationship before she stopped letting it happen, when I'd cum in her mouth.

These thoughts kept returning to my mind, especially while I was masturbating. After considering the situation, I decided that the glory hole would be the best way to change my curiously to knowledge. By my third visit I was committed to letting my fingers be the one go through the hole requesting someone's cock.

As soon as I got to the bookstore, I got change and went straight to the back. I quickly entered a booth and stripped off my clothes. Once naked I started watching a guy suck another. I heard quarters being dropped into the video machine and quickly realized someone else had entered the booth beside mine.

Not wanting to chicken out, I quickly lowered myself to my knees and placed my finger in the hole. I heard some rustling sounds and almost immediately I was faced with my first cock. A big firm un-cut cock was looking at me with its large swollen head leaking a drop of pre-cum. A million emotions ran through my body and I was confused as I wondered what to do now? Then I just started thinking of what I enjoyed when my wife took me into her mouth. So I did what she uses to do, I reached out and grabbed the protruding cock. I started tentatively I'm sure, but quickly lost that feeling and started to get turned on knowing.

I my mind I wasn't doing a gay thing but instead I was simply taking part in a sexual experience.

I found myself sucking on the head and stroking his shaft with my hand. Excitedly I moved past the head and sucked his cock into my mouth. It wasn't a large cock but very nice sized and the soft feeling of its skin in my mouth was exciting. I could feel all the veins on the shaft with my tongue and how the soft foreskin felt as it rubbed the roof of my mouth. I began trying to get as much of it in my mouth as possible and started to gag. The cruelly hair around his cock and the musky male odor of sweat was pleasant. I could feel him stiffen even harder and knew I was about to take my first load of cum in my mouth.

As this cock in my mouth was becoming more aroused I became confused because I didn't know what I wanted to do when he cummed. I wanted to feel it in my mouth and taste it but I wasn't sure if I wanted to swallow it or spit it out. I've tasted my own before but this would be different. Though I've read about people the love the taste, I can't say that I did. That said however, it had nothing to do with taste. What the cum represented was totally sexual.

The guy on the other side of the wall helped me with my decision. I felt his ball sack start to clench up and his cock got harder and his breathing began to quicken as he pushed further into the hole and froze in place. I knew he was going to shoot any second so I just shoved his cock into my mouth as far as it would go. I could feel my gag reflex push this foreign object out but I wasn't going to be denied so I just pushed harder and it seemed to slip past my gag reflex just as he started to shoot down my throat. I was so totally excited about this that I swallowed every drop he had to deposit without hesitation.

It was exactly what I had fantasized about since my last visit.

I was prepared to keep sucking him as he softened, but he withdrew his cock and replaced with his fingers.

Before I knew it, he'd slipped his hot, wet, mouth over my cock head. I was so hot that this time I'm pretty sure that I could have cummed without even being touched, a great feat for a cum challenged guy.

Then he moved his mouth down and engulfed my throbbing cock. And then started sucking me like I'd never been sucked before. He skillfully deep-throated my cock until his nose was pressed in my pubic hair. I was speechless. I'd never felt anything as wet and hot as his mouth. All I could do was poke my cock at him and moan.

All too soon, my thighs were quivering and I was shooting everything I had into his welcoming mouth.

Once finished, I pulled out of the hole.

It took me a few minutes to gather myself enough to stand up and to zip up my pants. I exited the booth only to find that the other guy had already left. This made the experience even more anonymous and all the more erotic.

You have no idea how many rules there are regarding viewing booths and glory hole sex. For instance after an encounter, the first one to exit the booth is generally the one who'd gotten his cock sucked. Also if you want your cock sucked and grab the vacated booth quick enough, the other guy will still be down on his knees by the hole. You never make eye contact in the hall after a sexual encounter. And if you see someone out on the street whose cock you've sucked, you never acknowledge them.

I understand the idea of labeling our sexual preferences, but it seems to me that we need more options, if that's the case. I for one could only see myself in a relationship with a woman. Now that I've had some sexual experience with both men and woman, I clearly prefer the touch, feel, taste and smell of a woman. That said, sucking a man's cock is an enormous turn on as periodic change of pace. And I'm still looking for the opportunity to lose my anal virginity.

Not sure what label works for me and I'm not sure I care.

The end ...