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My first experience was in my 20s. I had been all but asexual. I tried dating women but I just wasn't interested, and the notion of being with a man had literally never crossed my mind. I was from a small town in rural Virginia, but was attending NYU for grad school. I went with some friends to a concert at Irving Plaza. I got drunk as a skunk. Afterwards they wanted to go out to eat. I told them I was heading home. I walked down 14th Street, and at Third Avenue, I saw a sign for an adult book store. I had never been in one, and had some liquid courage, so I went in. I wandered around, and noticed the arcade towards the back.
I asked the clerk how it worked. He was a middle eastern man, older, and was put out that I even asked. I got my tokens and went to the booths.
I entered the booth; it was somewhat tiny. There was a monitor with some buttons and a chair affixed to the wall. I put some tokens in and started flipping channels.
This was the kind of booth where you could hit a button and the glass would become transparent to see in the other booth.
I paused on a few films and felt a stirring in my crotch.
I noticed on my right, just below the glass partition, there was an opening about three inches high and sixteen inches wide.
I leaned over to look into the booth next to mine.
There was a man in there in a full suit and tie. His tie was flipped up over his shoulder, and he was kneading a mound in his dress pants.
He looked down and saw me. I quickly sat back up.
I truly had no idea what was going on. I didn't know what a glory hole even was.
Between what was on my screen and seeing the man next to me, I had never had a harder erection.
I put my hands in my jeans to adjust my cock.
There was a knock on the glass partition. I looked down at the opening and there was a meaty, veiny, red cock, about 6.5" in length and fat. Glistening with a huge dollop of pre-cum at the slit.
I panicked, and froze.
It disappeared, and I heard a voice at the opening, "You know you want it."
Then the cock re-emerged.
I took it in my hand, and it felt like it was on fire.
"Suck it!" I heard in a loud whisper.
At this point my libido took over. I was watching a man on the screen go back and forth between two cocks as a woman fucked him with a dildo.
I leaned forward and smelled his cock tentatively. It was an intoxicating smell. My head swirled.
He made his cock jerk up and a bit of the pre-cum hit my cheek.
I do not know where I summoned the courage, but I opened my mouth and took him in. The taste of his pre-cum was sweet, almost like pineapple.
I heard, "That's it!"
I pulled back and went back down the shaft.
He then said, "Lick it!" I knew the men in the corridor had to hear him.
I heard the door handle wiggle a few times as men tried to come in the booth.
"Stay down!"
I took him as far as I could in my untrained throat, and held it.
I then felt his hand through the hole, he stroked my chin and then inserted a finger inside my mouth beside his cock.
I began my back and forth on his shaft and finger. He hooked his finger in my teeth and held me down at one point. It was the hottest thing I had ever imagined.
It seemed like no time, and he was filling my mouth with cum. It took me by surprise and pulled off his cock and took two spurts in the face.
I spat in the trash can stuffed under the wall-mounted chair.
I looked back, and the booth was empty and the door ajar.
There was a roll of paper towels lodged behind the chair. I took one and wiped my face. As the towel passed my nose, I could smell the intense aroma of his load.
As I left the booth, I had a couple of guys nod and wink. I was so humiliated.
I asked the attendant if he had a bathroom, and he barked no.
I headed down the stairs to the street level. I quickly surveyed around me to make sure there was no one I knew.
Next door was a bar. I went in and went straight to the bathroom. I threw water on my face to clean off.
I came out and thought, what the hell happened? I decided to have a beer before the 14 block trek to my studio.
I squeezed into the bar and took a stool. I ordered a beer. I basically chugged it to clear my mouth. I was sure everyone could smell cock on me.
As I neared the end of my beer, the bartender sat a full mug in front of me. She said, "The guy over there said he owed you."
I turned and there stood this hot daddy looking man. He was fit as fuck. His tie was still over his left shoulder. He smiled, and I pointed to my shoulder. He looked at his, then back at me. He rolled his eyes with a smile as he fixed his tie.
I looked away to see if anyone had noticed us. I looked back and he was gone again.