Date: Sun, 11 Jun 2017 18:04:50 -0400
From: suck4straight@gmail.com
Subject: Morning Joe

Yesterday morning, I went out to grocery store, but stopped by the video
arcade on the way back and while I was there, I went back to the booths
with glory holes but nobody was there (remember, it was 8:30 AM on a
Saturday morning, so I really didn't think anything was going to happen).

However, it wasn't too long before a guy came into the booth next to mine.
I could see he was a man in a dark blue jumpsuit (like he worked in a
garage or something) and had work boots. I knelt down, whispered that I was
a cocksucker and he unzipped and stuck it through. It was a black dude and
his dick was really thick -- when I started sucking it grew enormous in my
mouth. It was one of the thickest cocks I had ever sucked (and I've sucked
lots of cocks) -- it must have been at least two inches in diameter (maybe
more) once it got fully erect.

So I opened up my mouth real wide and took it deep down my throat -- he
moaned. I took it even deeper, gagging a little on it -- this really got
him excited and at the same time it made me all wet and slobbery like a
cunt.  I could tell that he had rarely had anyone who could really handle a
cock as big and thick as his was, and he was really turned on by my slavish
subordination.

I used all my skill at cocksucking, working it up, teasing it, bringing him
to the brink and then easing up, working him all up again, making him want
it real, real bad and then backing off again, licking it, tonguing it,
sucking just the head, then going deep again for him. This went on for
nearly twenty minutes -- I had him so worked up, so frustrated, so loaded,
so desperate that his cock was practically begging me to be merciful and
finish him off.

Near the end, I just opened up my mouth real wide at the hole, my lips
stretched around his thick meat, I held my breath and he just fucked it
rough, you could hear his hips banging up against the thin partition that
separated our booths, shoving his monstrous cock in and out like he was
fucking a cheap whore's cunt. Finally, he shot his enormous load of sperm
deep in my throat, making me choke on it -- I almost fainted from lack of
oxygen. Moments later, I shot my load all over the partition that separated
the booths, right below the glory hole, like medallions of honor (or more
precisely, dishonor).

I felt a delicious shudder of shame. What kind of guy hangs around in a
dark, dirty porno booth with gross graffiti all over the walls on a
beautiful Saturday morning, so ravenously hungry for dick that he is ready
to service practically any dude who happens to walk into the adjoining
booth and just stick it through? The low level of of self esteem that this
implies and the willingness to work so hard and so long to pleasure some
anonymous straight guy and make him bust his nut in my mouth, reveals my
shameful, masochistic character-- afterwards, swallowing all his slimy,
nasty pud.

I wanted to see the guy I had been servicing, so I wiped myself up and left
the booth, waiting just outside so I could see him when he left his booth a
few minutes later. He was a good-looking guy in his mid-fifties -- we made
clumsy, self-conscious eye contact briefly as he was leaving the place.