Date: Mon, 13 Mar 2006 21:19:39 -0500
From: jtguy20@aol.com
Subject: JT's Gloryhole

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				JT's Gloryhole

	Since I didn't go home over spring break, and all my friends (and
most of the school) had, I needed something to pass the time.  I was
surfing the internet and found a listing for glory holes in the area, and
figured it might be fun to check out.  I'd never been to one, but a few
times I'd seen pictures in magazines, and the idea seemed intriguing.

	I printed the list of places, took a shower, and left the dorm at
about midnight.  The streets were busy, being Friday, and it was tough to
drive and look at the addresses on my list.  The first place I wanted to
visit was the most remote; it was at an overlook at the local lake.  The
website had said that the public restroom there had an active, if secluded,
glory hole.  When I pulled up, there was only one car in the parking lot.
I decided to put on my ball cap, just in case, and nonchalantly enter the
restroom.  I didn't know where the hole was, exactly, so I had to do a
little searching.  It turned out to be in the last stall; there was a
simple hole cut neatly into the partition at about crotch height.  The
entire thing had been taped with duct tape, which looked very fresh and
clean.  Since I was alone in the bathroom, I sat down on the toilet and
waited.

	Sure enough, just a minute or two later, I heard the door open and
close.  The guy in the car outside, I figured, had watched me go in and
wanted to see if I was in the right stall.  My heart started to pound at
the sound of his footsteps echoing off the tile.  He was coming my way.  I
could see the shadow he cast grow, and then his sneakers when he entered
the adjoining stall.  I wasn't sure about what to do, but I could feel my
hard-on through my jeans, and I figured my best bet was to start touching
myself.

	I unbuttoned my Levi's and, as quietly as I could, pulled out my
rock-hard cock.  The anticipation had me oozing quite a bit of precum, so I
used that to slick the pink head and begin stroking.  It made the
unmistakable sound of jerking off, but at this point I didn't care; it felt
so good.  I could see the sneakers under the partition turn, and sure
enough, an eye appeared in the hole.  He watched me for several minutes,
then I heard his belt buckle rattle as he opened his fly.  He stood, and a
semi-erect penis came through the glory hole.

	Seeing that cock turned me on more than I'd ever been turned on.
Not only was this to be my first glory hole experience, it would mark the
first time I'd ever done anything with another man; to this point I'd only
been with women.  I walked over, dick still hanging out of my pants, and
put my hand on this man's johnson.  It was softer than I expected.  I knew
that I'd be rock hard in his place, but I also had no idea about the man's
experience, or even his age.  I began pumping.  He was slow to respond, but
little by little his semi turned into a full on, raging boner.  Wishing I'd
brought lotion, or KY, I did the only thing I knew to do to lubricate him;
I spit into my palm and rubbed it all over his prick.  As my hand glided
smoothly over his shaft, I heard him moan a bit.

	I knew from my own masturbatory experience that it felt really good
to focus on the head, so I stopped pumping and instead rubbed all over the
end of his dick.  I made a fist with it inside and twisted, almost like I
was giving it an indian rub, and the man behind the wall moaned louder.
After about half a minute, he whispered through the partition.

	"Suck me," he said.

	I was caught off guard.

	"Okay," I replied.

	I let go of his cock and hit my knees.  My own erection bounced as
I did so.  With the man's hardware at eye level, I could see his pulse.
Every time his heart beat, his penis would swell just a little.  In my
head, I was thinking that I couldn't believe what I was about to do.  I
didn't have any idea who this person was, and he was going to be the first
dick I sucked.  I leaned forward.

	The tip of my tongue reached his piss slit, and I immediately
tasted the salt of his pre-ejaculate.  I licked all around his cockhead
like it was a lollypop, before moving to the shaft in long squiggly lines.
Like I knew what I was doing, I reached up and held his shaft in a fist and
put my entire mouth on him.  Inside my mouth, I could feel him swell even
more as my tongue swished over every part.  His glans moved past my teeth,
providing just a little friction as I face fucked him.  For his part, he
was finding it rather difficult to keep from humping the hole; I could tell
he was trying not to, and failing.  With my free hand, I reached to my own
member and began masturbating.  It was an amazing feeling, to have a cock
in my mouth and one in my hand.  The thought that entered my mind, which
surprised me, was that I only wished I had one in my ass, too.  That would
have completed things.

	I must have sucked the man for ten minutes before I knew that he
was about to cum.  Though I'd never sucked a cock before, I could just tell
by the way it suddenly got extremely hard, like there was backpressure
building.  Being my first time, I didn't really want the man to cum in my
mouth, so I pulled off of his penis and began jerking him off again, to
finish.  It only took a couple of pumps before the first shot of hot semen
flew over my shoulder.  The next spurt didn't have quite the distance, and
landed square on my forehead, before beginning to ooze down my face.  I
kept pumping his shaft.  The next round fell onto my black t-shirt, and the
rest simply oozed out of him.  As he started to go soft in my hand, he
abruptly pulled himself through the hole, zipped his pants, and quickly
left the bathroom.

	His spunk was still warm, and making its way toward my eye, so I
reached over and got a wad of toilet paper and wiped it off.  That was when
I looked down and saw the jizz on my shirt.  I cleaned it off the best I
could, but it still left a stain.  All that sperm made me want to finish
myself off, so I gathered some from the side of the wall and used it as
lube.  Within a minute, the head of my dick turned the shade of purple that
immediately preceded an orgasm, and I let loose.  My own wad fell onto the
tile floor in six or eight spasms.  I wiped myself, and left the place.

	I drove back to the dorms, feeling naughty.  I threw the
jizz-stained shirt into my hamper and changed into gym shorts and a tank
top before laying down, but I just couldn't sleep.  Within a half hour, I
was sporting wood again and tenting my shorts.  I still had several glory
hole locations on my paper in the car, and it was still fairly early in the
night, 2am by my clock, so I decided to go back out.

	The next spot on my list was the public restroom at a truck stop
only a mile or so out of town.  I was doing my best to progress to more
populated areas, building my way up.  The truck stop, which had a
restaurant I'd stopped at a few times before, didn't see a whole lot of
business.  I knew that it wouldn't be overcrowded.

	Pulling in I took note of several big rigs parked out in the lot,
along with the assorted collection of college students out for a post party
grease-filled meal.  I wondered how much action the glory hole was seeing.
The bell on the door rang as I walked in, and the counter person at the gas
station half of the building nodded a hurried hello; she was having
problems with the credit card machine, and apparently on hold with the
provider.  I saw the restroom sign and made my way past the snacks and
sodas to the back hallway.

	One of the lights back there had either burned out or been removed,
so the whole hall had a seedy look, either that or just the fact that it
was a truck stop made it seedy.  Still, I pressed onward and pushed open
the door to the men's room.  I heard footsteps approaching the door as I
walked in, and it turned out to be a middle-aged trucker exiting.  He
looked at me funny as we passed; his eyes stayed on me just a bit too long
for a casual meeting.  He walked past me and out the door anyway.  This
restroom had about 5 stalls in a row on one side, with another 5 down the
other side, with a couple of sinks at the end.  I pushed open the first
door, and to my surprise found a hole there.  Since the last one had been
at the end of a row, I was curious; which was the norm?  I went to the next
stall and found another hole, and another, and another.  Each partition had
one!  Needless to say, I got aroused really fast.  I chose the middle
stall, with a glory hole on each side.

	I'd just gotten the lock turned when I heard the hinges of the
bathroom door squeal.  Footsteps came into the bathroom, stopped, then
started again.  I got the impression that this man had looked for feet
under the partitions.  Sure enough, I saw a pair of nondescript black shoes
enter the stall to my left.  I was still in my shorts, so I pulled up the
left leg and exposed my hard dick, rubbing it some in case the fellow bent
down to peep through the hole.  He must have, because as I was looking down
at myself, the wiggling of a finger caught my attention.  He had stuck one
through and was giving the "come here" signal.  I wasn't prepared to
actually be sucked off, but I figured that's what this man wanted.  Was it
the one I'd seen when I came in, or someone else?  Did it matter?

	I stood up and dropped my shorts.  My penis sprung out and stood at
an upturned angle for a second, before I slowly put it into the hole.  I
found that it was a little intimidating, because there was always the
possibility that the man on the other side could hit it or something.  He
didn't.  I felt his tongue as it made contact with my slit, parting it
slightly.  The feeling was electric; all the more so since I couldn't see
my erection or the person playing with it.  His tongue continued all around
the glans of my prick, following the ridge all around and making my right
leg twitch.  Then, all at once, there was a rush of warmth and I knew he
had taken me in his mouth.

	I'd had blowjobs before, of course, from a few girlfriends through
the years, but either this man knew what he was doing, or the kinkiness of
the moment got to me, because I could not handle it.  I had to moan.  As I
felt the noise leave my throat, I heard the squeal of the bathroom door
again.  The gentleman on the other side of the partition froze, with my
cock fully in his mouth and almost down his throat.  I felt it soften a bit
with fright.  It seemed like my moan echoed for ten minutes.  Was it a cop?
Some passer by?  I didn't know.  It seemed like ages, but the stall on the
other side of mine opened, and the new man entered it.  By now, the guy
sucking my cock had started again, and I could do nothing but bite my lip
and try to keep quiet.  Looking over my shoulder, I could see an eye
peering through the other hole, staring at my naked lower body.  Well,
wasn't this interesting?

	Up until this night I was a complete straight-edge, but now I felt
like doing all this stuff and it made me extremely excited.  I motioned for
the guy watching to stick his prick through the hole, and the eye
disappeared and was replaced by another rock hard penis.  That hole was
fairly large, and the man's sack stuck through as well.  Like me, he shaved
himself smooth.  I reached back and started rubbing him, savoring the
baby-soft flesh of his privates.  His nuts were bunched tight, and it
appeared that he'd been stroking for a bit.  I cupped his balls and gave
them a gentle squeeze.  The man sucking me off must have gotten a squeeze
of my precum, because he made a little "mmm" sound behind the wall.  I
continued to masturbate the other gentleman until I suddenly felt my dick
get cold; the stranger had pulled it out of his mouth.

	"Hey, kid," he said, "turn around and put your ass to the hole."

	"I've never..." I started, but he cut me off.

	"I've got lube."  My heart felt like it would pound out of my
chest.  I'd prepared only for oral.  Hell, I'd never even really thought
taking anal before.  I came close to just pulling my pants up and leaving,
but for some unexplained reason, I did as he asked.  As I bent down, I
tugged my t-shirt off and stepped out of my shorts, now completely naked
except for my socks.  The stall was narrow, and I barely had enough room to
bend over, but the upshot was that it put the second erection right in my
face.  I glanced back to make sure my little asshole was aligned, then
reached back and spread my cheeks.  I could hear the cap open on a tube of
what I hoped was really decent lubricant, and before I could really change
my mind, a slight tingle as the head of his cock hit me, cold with the gel.

	My butt naturally wanted to tense, but I made an effort to relax as
much as I could, and the guy was inside me.  I could feel that he wasn't
very big, which was good because even then it hurt some.  Once it was in,
he paused for a minute, I guess to let me get used to it, and I could feel
his pulse.  I contracted myself a little, and his hard-on swelled inside my
ass.

	Meanwhile, the shaved genitals in front of me beckoned.  While I
allowed myself to be assfucked, I began licking the smooth nuts of the
stranger in front of me.  I could see his bare pubic bone and the bottom of
his abs, and to the best of my reckoning, he was one of the college kids.
Maybe even someone I went to school with.  He had zero trouble keeping his
member up, and he seemed to be on the small side as well.  Unlike me, his
cock had a banana curve, though he was circumsized.  He easily fit into my
mouth.

	Everyone was now making sounds in that restroom.  Mine were muffled
by the stiff one in my mouth, but the other two men couldn't keep quiet.  I
think it turned them on even more to know what was going on at my other
end, without being able to actually see it.  My own penis, mostly neglected
to this point, pointed at my belly button and pumped liquid as my prostate
got massaged from the inside.  I could taste the slightly sweet, slightly
salty stuff in my mouth, and I could hear the wet sound of a dick sliding
rapidly in and out of me.

	Without warning, there was a jolt, and the taste of cum.  I had no
warning, he just exploded into my mouth.  I swallowed as best I could, and
let the rest dribble out of my mouth.  I kept sucking.  As the guy came, he
made a lot of short "mm" sounds, and I guess that set the other man off.
As I was getting a load to the throat, the guy fucking me let loose and
shot a blast deep inside me.  I felt its warmth.  Spurt after spurt came on
both ends, and I knew I was going over the edge, too.  What little semen I
had left squirted onto my lower belly and dripped down to the floor.  My
anus contracted and finished the man's orgasm, almost milking the rest of
his spunk.  The college kid pulled out of my mouth, and a long string of
milky white sperm formed between my mouth and his receding prick, before
finally breaking.  The man behind me rapidly pulled out of my ass, and I
could feel the beginnings of his cum running out, over my slick balls.

	Within two minutes, I was once again alone in the bathroom,
cleaning up all the sweat and seminal fluid from my body.  All I had
available was toilet paper, and I used most of a roll, flushing the used
stuff as needed.  Once I felt like I was mostly clean (at least clean
enough to make it back to my car) I put my clothes back on, and walked
calmly outside.  As I left, I passed a young guy getting into his car.  I
was wrong; he wasn't a college student.  The tag on his rearview mirror was
a student parking pass at the local high school.  He smiled at me, and I
smiled back.  In fact, I smiled all the way back to my dorm room.  A few
weeks later, the kid found me on MySpace, but that's an entirely different
story.