Date: Tue, 04 Feb 2003 17:42:06 -0500
From: Goo Gobbler <googobbler@hotmail.com>
Subject: Glory Hole - Still Employed

	Here it was, a few months after I started my job at the glory hole (as
related in my other story, 'Glory Hole Employment). I was still working the
hole every Friday night, and still getting my belly filled every week, as
well as my wallet. I found that after the first few weeks I had put on a few
pounds, though, and I realized that while the amount of calories in a load
of cum might be negligible, drinking a few quarts of cum every week could
put on the pounds. But rather than start spitting it out I decided to fast
the following day every week and that's been working out.

	On this particular Friday, however, I had shown up for work a little bit
early, and when I walked in Joe, the owner popped his head out of his office
and said 'Do you have a minute? So I said 'Sure', and walked into his office
and had a seat across from him at the desk.
	'The first thing I wanted to ask you' he said 'was whether you'd be
interested in working on Superbowl Sunday. We're going to have a superbowl
party here with an extremely large crowd, and you should have a lot of
traffic at the hole. And it always seems to keep things calm in a crowd like
that when the hole's open, with all that testosterone floating around if the
guys can shoot their load somewhere they won't bother fighting.'
	'That sounds good to me' I said 'what time would you want me here?'
	'Well, there was one more thing I also wanted to talk to you about' Joe
said 'I've got a few friends in the adult video business, and I was shooting
the breeze with one of them a week or so back. I happened to mention our
situation here, and a few days later he called me up with a proposition. He
suggested we might want to make a movie here, sort of a candid camera kind
of thing. His idea was to install a camera on the side of the wall facing
the glory hole, at hole level. It would be sort of a split screen, with you
on the left side servicing the cocks, and the guys on the right side feeding
you the cocks. Interested?"
	I said 'Tell me more'
	Joe said 'The idea would be to get you close up for an entire shift, and to
provide a little variety he'd want you to swallow some of the loads directly
like you usually do, but also to face the camera some of the time with an
opened mouth full of cum before you swallow, and maybe every third load to
spit the cum into a very large glass. And when the glass got completely full
you'd gulp down the full glass of cum for the camera. What do you think?'
	I said 'It sounds interesting, but besides the cum and the usual money for
working the hole, what's in it for me?'
	'$5,000, half up front, half at the back end, and if the video becomes a
big seller the chance for a follow up at a negotiable price'
	'Count me in' I said with a smile 'you can tell them to start setting
things up'
	'Well, actually, I expected you'd say yes' he said with a smile 'so I
already had the camera lens installed and the backroom equipment will be in
and working by superbowl Sunday'
	'Cool, it's a deal. Well, it's just about showtime, so I'm off to my booth.
Talk to you later. And stop back if you need to get drained, it's on me' I
said with a wink. Then I left his office for the bathroom to paint my nails
for the night's shift.

	Now, for those of you who haven't read my previous story, I'm just a
regular guy with an extremely large appetite for cum. I'm average height,
very slender, fair haired with blue eyes, full lips, very smooth with no
body hair, longish manicured nails and 3 pierced hoop earrings in each ear.
And the hole I worked was at a Go-Go bar called the Hot Spot. 	Before my
employment, it had been worked by a succession of females, none of whom
cared much for the job or lasted long. And part of the deal was that I'd
work the hole with my fingernails painted and lipstick on since all the guys
would ever see was my hands or mouth, and the illusion would remain that a
woman was draining their cocks.

	I headed into the small room back of the hole, hung up my coat, sat down on
the small secretarial chair, and got ready for the shift. The tables were
equipped as usual, the lube, hand cleaner, tissues, and paper towels were on
the right with a small trash can underneath, and the table on the left had
the usual water pitcher, next to which I put my thermos of milk (oral lube
if needed), and the spit bucket was pushed over into the corner, out of the
way, since I virtually never spit out any cum.
	The one thing I did notice, though, was that there was now a half round
hole in the right side wall, right in the corner facing me - though no lens
appeared to be behind it yet, but if there had been I probably wouldn't have
known as the hole appeared to be fairly deep and the room was dark with only
a night light on over each table. The tip container was in place, and I saw
the clock was reading 5:58, so I swung open the small panel over the hole
and was open for business.
	On the other side of the hole, which was in a small alcove in a side
hallway off the men's room, I saw a few guys standing around, and almost
immediately I heard a zipper go down, a $5 bill appeared in the hole,
followed by the first cock of the night being presented for my drinking
pleasure.

	It turned out to be OK night, and one of the black cocks was a true choker,
spurting out huge blasts of thick gooey cum into my mouth which I had to
gulp down or choke and almost plugged up my gullet on the way down to my
stomach - but all in all it was an average night. At the end of my shift
when I counted out the money I found that there had been 93 cocks between my
lips and the tips had been a little better than usual, so my take for that
night had been just over a thousand dollars.
	Now don't get me wrong, I was still thrilled to have the job. I was making
a ton of money for doing something I'd gladly do for free. I absolutely
adore cocks, love the feeling of the shaft against my lips, and the cockhead
as it slides against my tongue and the roof of my mouth, and every time a
blast of cum empties into my mouth I involuntarily groan in pleasure at the
taste and texture before I swallow and feel it slide down my throat.
	But the initial thrill was gone, I estimate that I'd swallowed over 5
gallons of cum since I'd started the job, and it was becoming slightly
routine. So during that shift my mind had been preoccupied with the thought
of Sunday, the superbowl crowd, and getting to do it all on film.
	Heading out for the night, I stuck my head in Joe's office to say
goodnight, and he looked up and said 'See you Sunday - and try to get here
at around 2 PM if you could, it'll be an early start that day'
	'No Problem' I said, and headed out the back door to my car and headed
home.

	The next day I slept late, and fasted except for a few glasses of juice to
try burn off the calories from the belly full of cum I'd ingested the night
before. What always interests me, though, is how I'll swallow a few quarts
of cum and nothing else, but when I take a crap the next day it's close to
normal - maybe a little pale in color, but you'd expect it to be more liquid
.... and it isn't.

	The following morning, Sunday, I woke up at around 10AM, had a cup of
coffee, read the paper, and straightened up the house. At noon I took a
shower and got a really close shave like I always do when heading to the
glory hole (stubble wouldn't do if glimpsed thru the hole, even though my
beard is very fair and sparse), plucked any stray hairs from my eyebrows,
and sat down to do my nails at home for a change.
	I'm ambivalent about wearing nail polish, it's just part of the job, but I
love having long nails, and in the last few months I'd let them grow fairly
long, a good half inch past my fingertips. So I took a file and shaped them
into long tapering ovals, and polished them a dark red with a few coats and
a shiny topcoat, and then relaxed while they dried. And then I got dressed
for work, my usual tight black jeans and form fitting V-neck sweater with
white sneakers, threw on a jacket and cotton gloves over the painted nails,
and headed out to the club.

	I got there at a little after 1:30, went in the back door as usual, and
stuck my head in Joe's office. He was there with 2 other guys, and
introduced them as the cameraman and the equipment tech.
	Joe said 'I'm glad to see you're a little early, let's take a quick walk
thru', so we all headed out of the office, down a few doors, and into my
small room.
	The equipment tech pointed out the camera lens in the corner, and it was
till pretty much unnoticeable in the dim light, recessed as it was. He
explained how the were using state of the art equipment including an
extremely fast low light lens that would automatically adjust to the ambient
background light and would record everything as if it was daylight, and that
they would be digitally recording everything directly to a PC's hard drive
in the adjoining room.
	He pointed out a tiny microphone mounted on the wall just to the right of
the hole and said it would pick up any noises in the room, and was also self
adjusting, in volume. And the only other difference in the room was that
there was a small shelf that had been installed about a foot below and to
the right of the hole that held an extremely large martini type glass -
which I was told was a quart.
	The camera man then told me to just make sure that I frequently turned to
the camera and showed my mouthful of cum, and that I didn't forget to spit a
good amount of it into the martini glass, since they would like to see it
fairly full at the end of the night when I gulped it down - and also that
the glass would be in the frame throughout the filming, as it was getting
filled.
	At that point, they left the room, and Joe said 'Good Luck - the place is
already packed so open whenever you want, the camera is already running as
you can see by that tiny red LED by the lens. Oh, and before I forget,
here's the first $2500, I'll have the rest for you when you leave' and he
handed me an envelope, and left.
	I hung my jacket up on the hook on the back wall, grabbed a lipstick from
the table, and headed for the bathroom. I peed, checked my nails, and put on
some red lipstick to start the night (Once I got going my lips would redden
naturally and I wouldn't need it).
	Then I left the bathroom, went back to my room, sat down and got
comfortable, and pulled back the panel from the hole to open for business.

	Within a few seconds a $5 bill was poking thru the hole, and I took it and
put it on the table. I heard a zipper slide down, and then a nice cock,
maybe 7" cut, came thru the hole, already semi hard. I leaned forward and
took it into my wet mouth, and began to suck and lick it to full hardness. I
began to move my lips up and down the shaft, and kept the slurping noises
loud for the microphone. This guy must have been ready from standing in
line, because within a few minutes his cock throbbed a little and the cum
began pouring into my mouth. I kept my lips tight against the head and
drained him dry, and when he pulled out of my mouth I turned towards the
camera with my tongue out, and then swallowed it down, opening my mouth
again after to show it was empty.
	When I turned back there was already another $5 bill, followed by another
cock at the hole, this time a large black one. I slid my lips over it, and
though it was too large to take it all in, I took it right up till it hit my
throat to get it wet with saliva (and cum from the previous load still
coating my mouth), and then backed off and concentrated on the head while I
stroked the shaft with my left hand so as not to spoil the camera angle. I
kept my tongue moving against the piss slit as I sucked on the head, and
when I felt his shaft tighten against my hand I slipped my lips off the end,
stuck my tongue out, and kept stroking with the very end of his cock laying
on the tip of my tongue, and when he erupted the blast went between my lips
and hit the back of my throat, and then continued to flow onto my tongue.
Before he was finished, though, I could feel the cum starting to overflow my
mouth so I put my lips back around it till it was drained, and he began to
pull back.
	I half turned towards the camera to pick up the empty martini glass and
opened my mouth and let the cum slide off the end of my tongue into the
glass, and then closed my mouth to gather all the cum towards my lips and
spit that out into the glass. It was a good start, and appeared to be over
an ounce sitting in the glass, for future consumption. I put the glass back
on the shelf, and turned back towards the hole, and another cock.
	Since things would slow down once the game started, I was determined to
take on as many cocks before then as I could, so for the next hours cock
after cock was presented to me, and I serviced every one, large cocks to
small cocks, in all shades, shapes, and sizes.
	As the camera recorded it all my tongue licked their cockheads and shafts,
my lips slid up and down, and my cheeks hollowed from the suction I was
using. The microphone recorded my every slurp, and every small involuntary
moan that escaped every time the first blast landed in my mouth and that
taste hit my tongue. Load after load of cum filled my mouth, sometimes very
thick and gooey and other times watery, but every last drop was drained,
some were swallowed right down in a single flow as they spurted from the
cock, some were left piled up on my tongue for open mouthed camera shots,
but the majority were spit out into the glass, which was almost reaching
full.
	But eventually, the cocks slowed down and I suspected the game was
starting, and finally I decided to take a break, since I had been sucking
dick constantly for over 3 hours so I closed the panel over the window.

	I sat back in the chair to catch my breath, and realized I was starving. I
hadn't eaten a single thing, only some coffee, since I'd ingested a few
quarts of cum on Friday night, almost 2 days before.
	I had only swallowed maybe a few ounces of semen since starting that shift,
and my blood sugar was getting low - and I didn't want to eat any regular
food since by the time the night was over I'd (hopefully) need all the room
my stomach had for the cum I'd eventually swallow.
	So, knowing the camera was still recording everything, I reached over for
the martini glass which had at least a pint and a half of thick pale yellow
cum in it, and slowly lifted it to my lips and began pouring it into my
mouth. I can't say it compared with having a cock shoot it directly into my
mouth at 98.6 degrees, since it was now room temperature, but as the camera
taped I took a large gulp till my mouth was full, then turned towards the
camera and opened my mouth to show it filled, and closed my lips and
swallowed.
	I repeated this, and it took 6 gulps till the glass was empty, and it
really was kind of gross in a way, the thick globs of cum were kind of
suspended, and as I swallowed the slimy liquid, the jellyish clots would
catch for a second in my throat till the liquid cum washed them down into my
stomach.
	After the last swallow I turned towards the camera and opened my mouth to
show it empty, yet still coated with cum, and cleaned my teeth with my
tongue for the camera. And then I finally leaned back in the chair. I was
feeling very queasy, but after a few minutes that passed, so I got up and
left the room, and went down the hall to the bathroom.

	In the bathroom I drank a little water and swirled it around my mouth and
swallowed it, then washed my face and hands at the sink. I combed my hair in
the mirror, dampened a paper towel to blot off a few globs of cum that had
landed on my sweater, and was going to put on some more lipstick but saw
that my lips were already bright red from the cock friction so I didn't
bother. I then stopped by Joe's office, and when he looked up I said 'I hope
you don't mind, but I'm going to shut down for awhile since there's going to
be virtually nothing happening till half time.' 'No problem' he said 'just
put this on the hole panel' and reached over for a 3X5 file card, wrote on
it CLOSED TILL HALFTIME, put a piece of tape on it, and handed it back.

	I headed back to the room, where I took my earrings off, slipped on my
gloves, and then I locked up the room and left. But instead of heading out
the back I headed into the main bar area where I went to the bar, ordered a
glass of wine, and then took a seat in the back of the crowd.
	Now I am not a football fan, and have honestly never watched a game all the
way thru in my life - but I wouldn't have minded being on my knees in either
the Bucs or the Raiders locker rooms blowing the entire team. I looked
around at the crowd, and the place was packed, a bunch of rowdy guys playing
up their manliness. I smiled to myself at the thought that many of the guys
in the room were going to have their dicks sucked sometime today or tonight
by another guy and not even know it. As I slowly finished my wine I noticed
that a few guys here and there had headed towards the men's room even with
the game playing, so I decided to head back to the room anyway.

	I got back to my room and slipped off my gloves and slipped all 3 sets of
hoops back in my ears - then sat down in the chair, made sure the camera was
still filming (it was), took a small sip of milk from my thermos to get my
mouth slippery, and opened the panel and pulled off the sign.
	Sure enough a few minutes later someone stopped in front of the hole and
presented a $5 bill, which I took, and the cock came thru the hole. It was
average size, maybe a little over 6 inches, but had a nice mushroom head,
which I like. I leaned forward and took the head between my lips and began
to run my tongue around it, sucking gently, and making slurping noises for
the microphone. He got really hard and I began to move my mouth up and down
the shaft, keeping up the suction, and within a few minutes he spurted his
load of cum into my mouth. I kept my lips over the end of his cock and
sucked gently as his goo flowed onto my tongue, and when he was done and
pulled back, I faced the camera to show my tongue, and then closed my mouth
and swirled it around, making sure my entire mouth and teeth were coated and
slippery.
	For the rest of the first half, things were slow, maybe a dozen guys total
came back to unload in my mouth, and most of them I spit into the glass for
the camera, but also to swirl around and make sure the cum from earlier
didn't crust up on the glass.

	Finally, it must've been halftime, because the hallway got completely
packed with guys, and cock after cock came thru the hole to be sucked off.
Trying to take advantage of the rush hour, I worked furiously on each cock,
using my usual glory hole technique of suction, lots of tongue, and a steady
rhythm of my lips up and down their shafts. And cock after cock spurted it's
load of cum into my mouth, sometimes blasting my tonsils and other times
just slowly flowing out onto my tongue, gooey or watery, pungent or mild
tasting, each load was delicious to me in it's own unique way. And the glass
was filling up again as the camera and microphone was catching it all on
video.
	Then, as had happened to me before, some asshole, probably drunk and full
of beer, stuck his cock thru the hole still soft, and when I slipped my lips
around it, he began to piss into my mouth. I really hate that, not so much
the piss itself, since I actually like the taste of urine on a cock when I
begin to suck it, but I don't like drinking piss at all.
	This time, with the camera running, I decided to deal with it slightly
differently than I usually do, and I kept my lips around his cock and let
him completely fill my mouth with piss and even expanded my cheeks so I
could take a large amount without swallowing any. But the second I could
feel it start to overflow and run down my chin I reached up and pinched his
cock really hard, which made him pull back, and when he was back out of the
hole completely I let go, stuck my lips to the hole, and blew out the entire
mouthful onto the front of him, covering him with his own piss.
	He was first yelping from having his cock pinched and probably bruised, and
then when I spit the piss back on him he yelled 'son of a bitch - you
fucking cunt!' and kicked at the wall. But within seconds, someone grabbed
him from behind with a choke hold on his throat and dragged him off down the
hallway, banned from the Hot Spot forever, I was sure.

	I closed the panel and left the room for the bathroom where I rinsed my
face and gargled some water, and peed while I was there, but I headed right
back to the room, took a swig of milk to get my mouth slippery again, and
had the panel back open for business. But by the time I reopened halftime
must have been over, because the hallway was empty again. I looked down at
the martini glass, which was now about 2/3 refilled since I hadn't drunk too
much, and sat back and waited.
	During the second half of the game things were again on the slow side, but
steady, and when a guy did show up I took care of his cock, and since there
wasn't a line I was able to take my time and slowly caress each dick with my
mouth and lips, sucking gently, and licking slowly across the tip and up the
shaft, and then very slowly sliding my lips up and down and letting the
cockhead rub against the roof of my mouth until it exploded, and I could
feel the hot blast as the cum splattered against my tongue and my tonsils.
	During this time I was swallowing most of the loads, showing my tongue for
the cameras beforehand, and finally I took a break to pee, knowing it would
probably be the last break of the night.

	In the bathroom, I peed, and then washed my face, sponging a few crusty
globs of cum off my pants and sweater. And then I checked my face to see if
there was any beard stubble at all coming thru - and there wasn't. I had
decided to try something different in the end stretch, especially for the
camera, and in the mirror I put on some powder makeup, which I'd originally
bought when I started the job, but never felt like I had to use. And then I
carefully put on some red lipstick, even though my lips were at this point
naturally red from friction.
	I headed back into the room and emptied the tip container, which was
overflowing, and put it in a neat pile, and then took the regular $5 blowjob
money and put that in a separate pile. But I didn't bother counting it so at
that point I didn't have any idea how many cocks I'd sucked so far. I sat
down in the chair, and noticed the martini glass was almost full, so most of
the rest of the cum I'd get would be swallowed hot and steamy. I could hear
a lot of yelling, so the game was probably almost over, and I opened the
panel - and waited for the game to end.
	It wasn't long, though, that it seemed like a stampede was on the other
side of the wall as most of the bar made a dash for the men's room to pee,
and many, I'm sure, for the glory hole to drop a load in my mouth.
	When the first $5 bill came thru the hole, I took it but instead of waiting
for the cock to follow I put my mouth with my red lipsticked lips right
against the hole, opened them about halfway, and let my tongue slide out a
little. I felt a cock push itself between my lips, and instead of moving my
mouth I just ran my tongue along the bottom of the shaft and used a little
suction, as the guy on the other side began to fuck my mouth thru the hole.
	His cock was fairly long but not too wide, and I kept my head in place as
his cock slid along my lips and went right up to my throat, then came back
out, and he began to hump my mouth against the hole. I absolutely adore the
feeling of a cock sliding in and out of my mouth, the shaft moving against
my lips, and he quickened his rhythm and thrust hard and his cock went about
2 inches into my throat stayed there, and I felt the spurt in my throat as
he began to drop his load directly down my gullet. After I felt the second
blast I backed off a little to keep from gagging, and I sucked the remainder
onto my tongue. The taste of his cum filled my entire mouth, and I drained
him dry and swallowed what remained in my mouth.
	With the next 3 cocks I did the same thing, just leaving my lips against
the hole as the guys on the other side pumped in and out of my throat as I
sucked and pressed my tongue against their cocks until they blew their loads
directly into my throat, but the last guy pulled his cock out at the last
minute and shot his load onto my lips, I felt the blast of goo hit my face
before it started to shoot into my mouth, and I kept my mouth open and
tongue out till he was done, and kept my lips up against the hole as I
swallowed it down,
	I don't think the guys on the other side had ever actually seen anything
like that, especially at a glory hole, and when I backed away a little to
wait for the next $5, instead of wiping the cum off my face, I left it, and
when the next bill came thru the hole I put my lips, still covered with cum
back against the hole as the next cock slid into my mouth and began fucking
my lips.
	I suppose at this point the guys were getting excited at what was going on,
because the next dozen or so guys got off really quick as one after another
they shot their loads into my open mouth and onto my tongue, and a couple of
them never even stuck their cocks into my mouth, they just jerked off onto
my tongue, and quite a bit missed and splashed on my face around my lips.
But, all good things come to an end, and I was getting really uncomfortable
in that position so I pulled back and shut the panel, and then turned facing
the camera to show the cum painting my face around my mouth, and I reached
out with my tongue to lap up anything I could reach, and used my finger to
sweep the majority of the cum on my face into my mouth - and swallowed for
the camera.

	I reached over for a tissue to wipe my face, and then dampened a paper
towel to clean it off, but within a few minutes I'd reopened the panel, and
there was a $5 bill waiting to be taken. I guess the guy had been watching
the previous show, because he was apparently waiting for my mouth against
the hole, but instead I stuck my right index finger with it's red shaped
nail into the hole, and beckoned his cock into the hole.
	It was probably good timing, because the cock that came into the hole this
time was huge, a good 10 inches long, cut, and dark black - it would have
choked me and caused my eyes to tear if it had been thrust into my mouth and
throat. I immediately took the head into my mouth and began to suck gently
and ran my tongue over the end, but instead of trying to fit a lot of it
into my mouth I reached over and stuck the fingers of my right hand into the
large glass of cum on the shelf, and then began to stroke his shaft, using
the mixed cum for lubrication, as I worked on the head.
	His cock was long enough that I soon had both hands going, and I was
massaging the cum all over his shaft, and then I could feel the pulse
against my fingers as his cum shot up his shaft and began to pour into my
mouth, as I continued to milk him with my fingers. Not only was his cock a
choker, but his load of cum would've been a choker also if I'd tried to
swallow it, but instead I kept my lips around the end and let his extremely
thick, hot goo fill my mouth, and by the time he was drained my cheeks were
pushed out a little, and when he pulled back and out of my mouth with an
audible pop, I picked up the glass and leaned over it, and let my mouthful
of cum fall into the glass slowly, for the camera, glob by glob.
	The cocks kept coming thru the hole one after another, and most of them
tasted like urine when they I first took them in my mouth since almost
everyone had stopped to pee first, and I serviced them one by one, working
as hard as I could to get them to release their hot juices into my mouth as
quickly as possible.
	I soon had the glass filled to the rim, and from that point on I was
swallowing the hot blasts right down after a quick sticky tongue shot for
the camera. Load after load blasted into my mouth, and I sat there sucking,
licking, and stroking the shafts with my lips, and as I was still coaxing
the last drop out of one set of balls I could feel the previous load of cum
still dripping down the back of my throat towards my stomach.

	For the rest of the night there was never a moment where there wasn't a
dick to be sucked, and I'd completely lost track of time and was totally
into the Zen of it all, just totally absorbed in making all those cocks
surrender their cum to me as quickly as possible - and then suddenly, thru
the hole, I saw the lights flash on and off a few times, and when I looked
over at the small clock on the wall I saw it was 1:55, closing time.
The hallway was suddenly empty, so I leaned back and took a breather.

	I knew there was only the finale for the video left, and though my stomach
was feeling slightly full I wasn't stuffed yet. I turned halfway towards the
camera and carefully picked up the martini glass, which was full to the rim,
a full quart of pale yellow viscous cum.
	From the earlier gulping I know it was going to be somewhat disgusting
since it was now cold, but I mentally prepared myself for it, and I slowly
lifted it up towards the camera, in a toast, and then brought it to my lips
and slurped a good amount from the rim of the glass till my mouth was full.
I tilted my head back for the camera and opened my mouth to show that it was
full to the rim, and then closed my mouth and swallowed, my throat working
as I gulped it down, then showed my empty mouth to the camera.
	Since the level in the glass was now low enough, I tilted back my head,
mouth open and tongue out, and poured some more in from a few inches away so
the camera could catch the thick texture as it flowed between my lips and on
to my tongue, and when I had filled my mouth to the rim, I put down the
glass and again gulped down that mouthful. By this time I was getting a
little queasy, and as much as I like drinking it at body temperature it was
completely different cold like that, with these thick clots of cum catching
in my throat as I tried to swallow. So I sat there for a minute and let it
all finish dripping down my gullet and into my stomach.
	There was still a little over a pint left, but all the thick globs of cum
had been floating on the top of the glass so I had already swallowed them
down. After a minute or so I again raised the glass in a toast to the
camera, lifted it to my lips, and gulped down what was left in the glass,
and made sure the angle allowed the camera to catch my throat working as I
kept swallowing till it the glass was empty. And then I tilted my head back
and let the last few globs fall onto my tongue, and finally licked the
inside of the glass as clean as I could. Holding up the empty glass next to
my face I opened my mouth to show it was empty, and then made a mock bow to
the camera.

	I took the cash that was on the table and added it to the pile, and then
did the same with the money from the tip container. I really had no idea how
many cocks I'd drained, but while the day had some slow periods, the active
periods had been as busy as I'd ever had. And I'd been there for 12 hours
that day instead of my usual 8-hour shift. When I got done counting the
money, I found that the regular pay came to $755, which was a new record for
me at the hole - 151 cocks and as many loads of cum. And the tips were also
a record and came out to $585. There was a knock on the door, and I unlocked
it to see Joe and the 2 video guys, and Joe handed me an envelope and said
'here's the remaining $2500' and the camera man said 'the recording went
great, the lighting and sound were perfect, and hopefully it'll make a
fortune'
	I replied 'Hey, I just did it for the art' and grinned.
	They left, and I put all the money in my jacket pocket - I had made a total
of $6,340 for 12 hours work, which I'd have done for free. I headed out to
the bathroom, and noticed my stomach was making a sloshing noise as I walked
down the hall (another day of fasting tomorrow). And after washing my face,
I headed out the back door - already thinking about the upcoming Friday
night and another shift at the glory hole.

I Love This Job!!!!!!!!!!!

AUTHOR'S NOTE:
	Obviously, this isn't a true story, there is no Hot Spot, and there isn't
any film about to be released.
But as a teenager, there was a bar in my neighborhood, with a $5 glory hole
by the men's room, and the joke there always was 'How do you know it's a
woman back there?'

I've been dreaming about it ever since....

If anyone in NJ needs a mouth for a group thing, whether glory hole or not,
write me.
	- Or just write if you liked the story.

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