Back in 1984 I made my first trip to an adult bookstore. It was in Kennedale, a suburb of Fort Worth. I was very curious about seeing my first porn movie and the life behind the other side of the bookstore. When I walked in the front door I could smell the disinfectant odor that permeated the building, a smell that told me I was in the right place.
I've read all kinds of stories on line about guys who were coerced into sucking dicks by a boyhood friend-an older relative-trusted family friend or what have...a myriad of reason too numerous to list. I can't use any of those excuses. The truth is I started sucking dicks because I wanted too. That's right, no one tricked me into it or anything like that I did with my eyes wide open with no illusions about the consequences. I did it because I ...
My first male sexual experience happened about 3-year ago at a rest stop while my wife, Barbara and I were traveling down I-45 on our way back to Texas from Tulsa, Oklahoma. I had to take a leak so Barbara and I pulled into a rest stop on the Texas side of the Red River.
I’d loved sucking cock in my younger days but hadn't had any cock since I’d married many years ago. Since the wife was getting less and less interested in sex, I guess I was getting more and more interested in porn and experimenting..
I reached for my laptop and thought about browsing some porn but instead typedin Craigslist. It didn't take me very long to find Travis'sadvertisement: "Married man seeking cocksucker. Prefer marred anddiscreet. In town for the week. Will meet in hotel lobby. Attached is apicture of my cock."
I used to see Tyler very regularly. We are both married and both very bi. But I haven’t seen him in a number of years thanks to a job transfer. Yesterday, out of the blue, I got an email from him telling me that he was in town and that he wanted to see me.
As soon as I turned from latching the door I spotted the gloryhole. I hesitated, not sure what to do. The place was busy and I didn't want to be too blatant or anything. Then I decided to just sit down and see what happened.
I'd managed to snag a job in in one of the better hotel near the DFW airport. I work the night shift. It is normally very quiet at night. I very seldom saw anyone. I was coming to UTA in Arlington and this job allowed me to work on my studies at night.
He was slid down so far that he was almost laying in his seat now and I could feel him flexing his butt cheeks each time I applied a downward stroke. With some difficulty I extracted his balls from the confines of his tight briefs and rubbed them between my fingers.
You'd think that an adult theater's business was primarily at night. Well, the crowd may be larger but the daytime customers are always a lot more fun. Imagine, an old theater filled with guys who've taken the afternoon off to get their rocks off in the dark. Yes, afternoons are my favorite time of the day.
I was camping this past week and caught a guy masturbating in the bush off the beaten path. When I surprised him he started trying to pull up with his pants. But he stopped with them still around his ankles when I said, "its OK buddy. When you gotta pull, you gotta pull."
Whenever I suck a guy off, I always clean him off with my mouth and tongue before I stop. As I was cleaning him off and realized that the chubby little dude's dick was still hard, so I went back to sucking. I could tell by the way that he wiggled his hips that he didn't mind if I kept sucking. It wasn't long until I got another mouth full of slimy hot cum. Surprisingly enough, his second load of hot cum was as big as the first.
I'm not exactly sure why, but nothing makes me any hornier for pussy than sucking dicks. When I got home Linda was relaxing on the couch after a busy day of doing laundry. With a smile, I joined her. It wasn't long my arm resting along the back of the couch just behind her shoulders.
"On your knees, faggot," he ordered. When I hesitated, he put a hand on the top of my head and lightly pushed me down to my knees in front of him. Then with a booming laugh, he unzipped his pants and let his rock-hard cock out. It had felt big under the table, but it was ever bigger than I had thought it was.
At first I didn't know what he was talking about, but when he unzipped his fly and pulled out his cock I knew what he wanted. I was both shocked and relieved at the same time. As he stood up and removed his pants, I moved over and knelt in front of him.
I had gone to an adult bookstore in the past, not far from my house, but usually to browse through the books and magazines and to watch a movie or two. There was always something exciting about it, the allure and the ever present smell of sex. Just being 'dirty' I guess.
I married my husband, Curtis when I was 19 and he was 22. Curtis had been blessed with a large cock that was 8-inches long and 5-inches around, the perfect size for sucking. He loved his cock which he felt wasn't too big but bigger than most. One look at it and I wanted to suck it.
He was trying to put his cock back in his pants but I was having none of that. I reached in and grabbed him by his cock and lead him the roughly thirty feet to his front door. It’s a good thing it was so late at night...and he didn't protest.
The atmosphere in the car was different now. It wasn't the feeling of being on a date but it was charged with sexual tension and a little awkwardness, though differently so for each of us. Billy Bob had made an effort to cover his exposed, erection with his shirt. I made no attempt to cover my own erection.
Let me tell you about my first experiences with gloryholes. I was 18-years old and living on the east coast. I’d always been fascinated with sex and had acquired a large collection of porn magazines over which I'd jerk off daily.
So I pulled my lips off this short, fat cock and waited until he pulled back. When he pulled back, my cock followed his cock through the hole into his booth. I didn't have to wait long to feel those hot lips on my cock. I didn't need to cum right away. I expected to be here for quite a while. When I tried to pull back, he just held on to my cock and kept sucking. I blew a big load and heard him swallow it all down.
I had a day off and the wife Barbara was out of town. I was sitting at home looking at porn on the internet and decided it would be fun to go to an adult bookstore and see some action in the flesh. Even though I was straight I loved watching other guys jack off through a gloryhole.
I placed an ad on a gay web-site months back and started talking to a guy called Roger. We spoke for a few weeks until I finally got a day when I had the house to myself. Then I invited him over. His knock at the door was right on time. I opened it and he came in. I was pleased to see that he more or less fit his description, about 6-feet, average weight, well dressed in jeans and Dallas Cowboy's t-shirt in fact with his dirty blonde hair, ...
I was on my two weeks' vacation with my best friend Austin. We'd returned to a bed and breakfast that we'd stayed at the previous year when a group of friends had also been there, but this year it was just the two of us, Austin and me.
As we talked I moved over and knelt in front of his chair. He still had a look of slight confusion on his face as I reached for his zipper. His eyes got big as I lowered his zipper. As I continued to talk without being asked he raised his butt off the chair as I casually pulled his pants and jockeys down and off.
I visited one of our local park yesterday evening in hopes of finding a nice cock to suck. Thanks to family obligations I rarely get a chance to indulge so I was looking forward to it. I didn't know what to expect because it was after 10 o'clock but the wife was away and I was determined to take advantage of it.
I confessed to her that I was interested in trying out some bi play myself, and how hot it would be to do this together. So the search was on for a couple in the area whose profile listed either as bi or bi-curious.
It was then that I remember reading that these holes were called 'Glory Holes' and they were there so a guy could stick his cock through it and the guy in the other booth could suck. I even remembered the signal if you wanted to do the sucking. You laid your index finger in the 'hole' then, if the guy was interested in being sucked off, he would stick his cock through.