Date: Thu, 9 Feb 2023 01:00:43 -0600
From: Luke M <gloryholeguy18@gmail.com>
Subject: The Gloryhole Waiting Room, Part 2

The Gloryhole Waiting Room, part 2

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Nippy: I was in a meeting in a high-rise office building when the first
text came through. It was just the face of a young cute guy with floppy,
semi-curly blonde hair. At first I did not recognize the number and so was
not sure why I was receiving this. I did think, Wow, this is a cute young
guy. The next text I received made me so excited I almost wanted to leave
the meeting. I realized it was from Bill. I had first met him over a year
ago, when I responded to a personals ad. He was looking for guys who would
be willing to have their dicks filmed at a glory hole. Truth be told, I did
like the gloryhole experience. I had tried it a handful of times, starting
back in my college football days (which is where I got my nickname, in case
you were wondering). I found those early gloryhole experiences to be
exciting. But I have to admit what really excited me was the idea of having
my dick on film. I remember instantly getting hard at the thought. Since
that time, Bill had texted me a few times with the same prospect. I was
given a time slot to be there, there was an explanation about the waiting
room, and there was the promise of an amazing blowjob.

The interesting thing is that these texts were never accompanied with a
picture before. I must admit that part of the excitement was not knowing
who would be sucking me. Of course, I would watch the videos later to see
who it was. Usually, I did not find the person especially attractive. But I
suppose that's one of the things a glory hole is good for, there is limited
contact between the two people using it. It's about the act not the
person. But I was more than pleasantly surprised to see this picture come
along with the text. This guy was cute. He had a boyish face and I'm sure
it would look amazing with my huge schlong right in front of it.

The text beneath the picture said, Hey, It's Bill. Next Saturday we're
going to break in a new guy. His name is Kevin, and as you can see he just
turned 18 a few months ago. Believe it or not, he has never sucked a
cock. He wants you to help break him in. So I'm trying to get as many guys
as I can to support him. Let me know if you can show up at the waiting room
any time noon-3 PM. Just the usual rule: refrain from cuming at least 72
hours before the shoot. We want to make sure that your balls can give him
what he needs. Trust me when I say I've never met a young man as eager to
please. He's excited to meet you through the hole.

I tried to be discreet in the middle of the meeting, but I immediately
texted Bill. I could already feel my boxer briefs getting tighter. I loved
the thought of breaking this younger guy in. I knew I would be a good one
to do it. My dick is a downward curving 9 inches, uncut. It looks great
impaling a young guy's mouth. So I texted back and said Hey, It's Nippy. I
can be there at noon. Now I just had to focus on trying to let my erection
go back down. I was after all in the middle of a meeting.

Eduardo: I was at the gym when I got the text. This cute young guy's face
popped up, and then the text. I realized this must be Bill. I had not
actually worked with him before. But the last time that he put an
advertisement out I sent him a message. I was quite nervous. I mean, I was
a little bit worried about being on camera. But then I reminded myself that
the only part of me that anyone would see was not a part that most people
would recognize. The guy on the other side of the hole is the real
star. Unfortunately, by the time I worked up the nerve to send the message
through Craigslist, the opportunity had already passed. I wrote back and
said, Thanks anyway man, if there's ever an opportunity in the future let
me know. Here's my number. I have to admit I didn't really expect to hear
anything.

I was also a glory hole newbie. I had only used one once. I was in a mall
restroom. And I realized that there was a hole in the side of the stall. I
had a sense of what it was, though I had never seen one in person before. I
was particularly surprised to see a finger gently being traced around the
hole. At that point I had a good idea I knew what he wanted. I've always
been a bit adventurous, and I thought, why not. My uncut Latino penis was
quickly growing to its customary 7 1/2 inches. I went ahead and stood up,
and brought it close to the hole. I immediately saw a nose and a pair of
lips, but nothing else about the guy. I saw that I had a little bit of
precum already forming on the head of my penis. I brought this right up to
the guy's lips, smearing the white liquid across them. He then opened wider
to accommodate me the rest of the way.

I guess you could say I was hooked. For me, it was all about the power of
it. This slut on the other side of the hole was working hard for my load,
and it was up to me when I would give him the privilege of swallowing it. I
remember savoring the moment when I was about to come. This guy on the
other end, this perfect stranger, had no idea that his mouth was about to
be flooded with cum. It dawned on me that I could tell him that it was
about to happen, but I decided it would be a little more exciting to make
it a surprise. After another moment or two, I let loose. I heard him cough
and gag just a little bit. But he was a trooper and he swallowed it all
down. The fag even said thank you afterwards.

So I was at the gym, lifting weights and listening to music. It was through
my headphones that I heard the chime and saw the picture and the text. I
smiled thinking that I had almost free balled at the gym, and was glad that
I was wearing Under Armor shorts. It was a bit easier to disguise my
excitement that way. I set the weights aside and immediately texted
Bill. My text simply said Hey, Eduardo here, I'll be there at noon.

Bill: I started this business about two years ago. It was part passion, and
part noticing a lack in the porn industry. Sure, there were a few videos
that featured glory holes. But I did not see nearly enough that featured a
train of dicks being run on a young guy. I had this sense that it would be
a hit. The other thing that made this possible was that I owned a few
abandoned industrial buildings. So I got this idea, what if I took one of
them, divided it in two, made one side for the glory hole worker and the
other side for the guys. Four months later, I was ready to go. And it
turned out to be a good investment. With just four videos, my subscription
base was already exploding. Guys love the gloryhole scene.

The other person who helped me make this cam business into what it is today
is Pete. We met a sex party. In the heat of the moment I described my idea
to him, and he was completely taken by it. He offered to be my assistant,
and came up with a number of good ideas. He was the one who thought of
making the second room into a waiting room. As it turns out, a number of
the guys have really enjoyed that part of the experience. They can sit
there, talk about getting their dicks sucked, listen to the guy who's
moaning as he's pressed against the hole, watch a little bit of porn. It
turned out to be a big hit.

During the course of the first four videos, I would normally let Pete take
over the filming for a little while. I would then drop over to the waiting
room. And I met a number of really cool guys there. They were happy to show
up, remain discreet, joke around with the guys in the waiting room, stroke
themselves through their slacks, give the cocksucker what he needed, and
move on. Most of the guys were fairly average in appearance. But a few of
them were stunning. Nippy looked like a former quarterback, and his
nine-inch hard dick looked amazing wrecking the mouth of the glory hole
worker.

Here's where the hard part came in: finding the right star. All four of my
previous films had received positive reviews. And while the subscription
base was growing, the consistent feedback was that people wanted a younger
guy working the hole. The last guy was 26, and the comments were begging
for younger.

I paid attention to the feedback, and started looking for a new star. And
this time I was committed to finding someone in the 18-to-20-year
range. Someone who was relatively new to the experience of cock sucking. My
post had been up for less than a day when Kevin wrote me. I have to admit
that I almost fell out of my chair. He was an incredibly cute guy. His
floppy blonde hair and his boyish smile--it all gave him a look of innocent
sweetness. And that sweetness was only matched by his enthusiasm for the
task. I kept thinking that he would retreat at a certain point and change
his mind. But each time he would work up the nerve to take the next step. I
could tell that he was going to be a success. He knew that he was, deep
down, a cocksucker. And he wanted to learn how to excel at it. He was
exactly what I was looking for when I started this business.

I really wanted his first filming to be a success. This is why I decided to
share his picture with all of the guys. I knew that they would go
wild. Knowing someone that cute was on the other side of the hole, just
waiting and ready to take their penis between his lips, I knew it would get
a line out the door. As soon as I sent out the text with his picture, I
started to receive replies. Within about two hours, I had the day solidly
booked. It was the first time I ever had to create a waiting list. All I
knew was that Kevin was going to get all of dick that he could handle and
all of the cum that he could swallow.

Marc: I suppose I should tell you a little bit about how I got into glory
holes. It's an especially good question, considering that I'm straight. I
have never wanted to be with a guy. If you were able to see me, you would
get why most people just assume this. I am 6'2, have a thick masculine jaw,
chiseled muscles, and I work construction. Someone once said I look a bit
like the actor Ron Perlman. Six months ago, it would never have occurred to
me to go looking for either a guy or something kinky like a glory
hole. Instead, I think my wife is the hottest woman on earth. I would screw
her every day if I could. The important thing in that statement is the if I
could. But that's not really how things turned out. Instead, after my wife
got pregnant with our third kid, my sex life dropped off a cliff. Of
course, I started jerking off more. But I also really missed the sensation
of sex. In particular, I missed the sensation of receiving a blowjob, which
my wife did rarely even when we were having sex.

In fact, I started to obsess about it. I started fantasizing about hiring
an escort to do it for me. But I wasn't sure I wanted to invest the time or
effort, and I was also concerned that I could get caught. And so I had
basically forgotten about it.

But one Wednesday afternoon, I was working at a site with some
contractors. And there was this younger Cuban guy working with me. I
definitely got the sense that we might not play for the same team. Even
though he was also in construction, I couldn't help but notice his side
glances. I thought he was checking me out. I didn't really think anything
else of it, until later that day when I had to use the bathroom. I walked
into this pretty rough bathroom at the site, and low and behold guess who
followed right after me like a lost puppy? At this point, I was just
annoyed. I'm not homophobic, and it wasn't like I was gonna do anything to
the guy. So I quickly barked out, "What do you want?"

The guy was bold, I will give him that. The next thing I know, he gives me
a proposition. He said that if I wanted, he would be happy to get on his
knees and suck my dick. And then we could both walk away pretending nothing
had happened. No one would have to know. Part of me was still irritated
with the nerve of the guy. But another part of me, the part that really
wanted a blowjob after all this time, was ready to give in. That part sort
of took over. I didn't say anything. Instead, I placed my hand on his
shoulder as I pushed him to the ground. I figured we could make this a
pretty easy transaction. I opened my zipper; he opened his mouth. This guy
was good. I could even close my eyes and imagine it was a hot chick doing
this.

After that day, I didn't see that guy again. But really, it didn't
matter. Because I was quick to discover that if a guy's straight and he's
willing to get it from another guy, he has an unlimited supply of
cocksuckers. I honestly don't know why other straight men haven't
discovered how useful gay guys can be. What I've found is that gay men
don't mind being used just for this purpose. They will do just about
anything you want. You can let him do the work, or ram his throat. You can
cum on his face or in his mouth. You can call him any name you want or even
pretend he isn't there. He always swallows so there's not even a mess to
clean up. Straight men can literally just use these gay guys like an
instrument or a tool. Stick it in, get off, move on with your life. Since
that time, I've always kept a few gay guys on my cell phone for when I
needed to relieve myself. The funny thing is, they always pick up on the
first ring.

So late on Friday, I was looking at the Craigslist personals. And I saw an
ad asking if I was interested in showing up for a glory hole movie. I
thought that this setup would be even better--even more transactional and
anonymous. I sent a reply back and said I'm interested, just tell me when
and where. The message back came right away, giving me the address,
instructions, and time. Saturday 12 noon. Perfect. My wife had her baby
shower at that time. And even being 100% straight, I have to say I was a
little bit turned on. I knew this kid would look great with his lips
wrapped around my 8 inch beer can dick.

Nippy: I looked at the clock on the dashboard and it said 10:55 AM. I
pulled in smoothly to a parking space. It was clear that I was the first
one here. However I was told that Pete would unlock the door at 11:00. I
wanted to take advantage of the First Come, First Cum policy. If I could be
the first dick this kid tastes, it would make the wait worth it. And it
looked like my punctuality paid off. I waited a minute, saw Pete walking up
to the door, and I got out of my car and followed him up. Hey man how's it
going? I reached my hand out and shook his. Pete was really friendly, often
asked the guys if they needed anything while they were waiting. He let me
into the waiting room and I went and took a seat closest to the alcove.

I smiled and asked Pete if the kid was ready for his big day. Pete gave a
half grin and said that Bill was actually kind of worried he might not show
up. It was a big ask for anyone to suck dick for three hours straight. And
it was a huge ask for somebody who was brand new to all of it. I asked Pete
what his impression was, and he said that he thought the kid was the real
deal. He seemed especially eager last week. He guessed we would just have
to wait and see.

I heard a click as the doorknob turned. Two guys came in. One of the guys
was Latino, and he was wearing gray sweatpants and a hoodie. He was good
looking, and his dick flopped loosely inside the grey fabric. The other guy
was at least 6'2, very muscular and was wearing faded jeans in a
T-shirt. The guy in the sweatpants looked over at me and Pete and
immediately said, Oh man, I was hoping I would be first. And then he
started to smile. The other guy introduced himself as Marc and found a
corner and started looking at his phone.

I reached out my hand to the guy in the sweatpants, and said Hi, my name is
Nippy. He was friendly and said his name was Eduardo. Just then two more
guys turned the knob and came in. I reflected briefly about how different
all of our backgrounds probably were. The guy in the corner looked like he
might have some blue-collar job. Eduardo looked like he just came from the
gym. The two guys who just walked in looked like soccer dads. And I'm sure
I just look like I came from a casual Friday--nice jeans, a button up shirt
and sweater. And yet we were all here for the same thing. To break in this
cute 18 year old guy and teach him how to suck. That is, if he actually
showed up.

The other two guys who had just arrived sat down in the folding plastic
chairs. One of them grabbed a bottle of water. The other guy was semi-hard
under his jeans, and he was lightly stroking himself over the fabric.

Pete said welcome guys, it'll still be a little bit of time before we get
the party started. But I'm gonna go ahead and set up in here. He then
flipped on the TV. The last time that we did this, the TV was set to a porn
channel. But this time was different. This time, the cameras on the other
side of the wall were clearly broadcasting that side of the room. Pete
said, OK guys, here's the deal. We know that most of you will want to see
Kevin working the hole. And so we decided to take a risk and broadcast it
in the waiting room here. The thing is, you can't give any indication that
that's what's happening. So no hooping and hollering, even when he gets a
big shot in his face. We don't want to make Kevin feel any more
uncomfortable than he might already be. For all he knows, its just him, the
dick he's working, and Bill operating the camera. Don't worry, we will tell
him afterwards that we broadcasted him. You may hear me repeat this a few
times to the other guys who come in. But just keep it in mind. Nippy, you
were first to come, so you will be first to cum.

Eduardo: I have to admit it, I was a little disappointed that I wasn't the
first. But I was excited enough knowing that my penis would be the second
to enter Kevin's mouth. And I had to say, I didn't even really mind that
Nippy was going to go first. Despite his super weird name, he was a
stud. Big enough and muscular enough to dwarf Kevin. And I bet he was
packing too. I have to admit, it was hot to look up at the monitors and see
the image of the empty hole. It was well constructed, padded leather with
silver studs holding it in. The chin rest was a nice touch, I sort of hoped
that Kevin might rest his chin on it with his mouth open, so I can control
how much of my dick he takes.

Marc: I looked at my watch, 11:40. At this point five other men had come
in. That made nine of us, not including the guy named Pete. These guys were
definitely not playing for the same team that I am. A couple of them had
started to stroke themselves through their clothes, which is about what I
would have expected. But I wasn't here for them. I was here to use that
mouth on the other side of that hole. I was a little disappointed when the
monitors flipped on, and I realized that we were going to see him on the
other side. But a part of me was also turned on by the idea of watching his
mouth be used by all these guys.

Nippy: At 11:50 a hefty guy in a ball cap came into the waiting room. A few
moments later, I could see some movement on the monitors and heard some
muffled noises from the other side of the wall. At this point there were
sixteen of us in the waiting room. It was packed. All the chairs were taken
and a few guys were standing against the wall. Everyone was being friendly
enough, a few of the guys weren't talking at all, and several were clearly
getting more and more turned on as the clock ticked closer to noon. In any
case, as soon as we heard the muffled voices and saw a little bit of
movement, everyone fell silent. The monitors had no sound coming out. After
about another minute, we saw the young guy from the picture sit down in the
secretarial chair. The guys all looked around the waiting room with a wild,
excited delight. I just felt bad. The poor kid looked nervous as hell,
scared even. He was probably just now fathoming what he had gotten himself
into. These were literally the last few minutes of his life that he would
not be a complete whore for men to use. He was literally about to swallow
the cum of the 16 guys in this room and then who knows how many more after
that. He had this worried look on his face, and you could see him take a
big swallow. I looked at my watch. 11:55. On the screen, Kevin was
arranging things on the table next to the hole. He uncapped some lip balm
and smeared it across his lips. At that, one of the guys said in a pretty
loud voice, Yeah, he's ready to take it. To which Pete gave a very stern
warning in hushed tones. He reminded us that Kevin was not supposed to know
that we could see him.

Marc: At first it didn't register for me. I honestly didn't know many of my
wife's friends very well. But she had a couple of friends from work who
would occasionally come over. Sometimes they would have us over for
dinner. So I remember just about two months ago sitting in the home of Dan
and Sheila. And you'll never believe who was sitting at the table with
us. Their son, Kevin. And what's even crazier, Kevin's mother was at the
baby shower for my wife right now. I honestly wasn't sure what to do. Part
of me felt I should intervene, and try to rescue Kevin. The poor kid looked
really nervous, but I couldn't tell if he was excited or anxious. A part of
me wanted to help him... And another part of my wanted to stay and
participate. My mind was racing... If it ever got out that I let our
friend's kid suck my dick, it would ruin me. But then the other part of me
was thinking, there's no way anyone will know. Kevin certainly won't
recognize me. Not unless they do a lineup and he has to pick out which dick
he sucked at the glory hole. I knew I had to make a decision fast. The
clock was ticking, and any minute the guy who was first in line was going
to stand up and walk over to the alcove.

Eduardo: The tall muscular guy, Marc, was watching the screen and started
to look really uncomfortable. I was sitting next to him. I started to
wonder if he was going to try to interfere and or leave or something. I
asked him if he was OK, and he said he was fine. He asked me if I thought
the kid really wanted to be doing this. I had to admit the kid did look
worried. But I tried to reassure Marc. I said that guys like him need to
learn how to do this somewhere, and this is probably the safest space for
him. He's just a little bit nervous, but he'll get over it once he starts
sucking. Think of it this way: you are doing a good thing for this kid by
offering him your dick. He needs it. That seemed to calm Marc down a bit,
and he appeared to sit back, ready to watch what would happen next.

Nippy: I looked up at the monitor. Kevin still had this fearful look on his
face. As bad as I felt for the kid, I also knew deep down what would be
best for him. It was taking cock. A part of him wanted this, and even
needed it. I had a personal theory about why some guys are just made for
this. It's almost like they are most sexually stimulated at the back of
their throat, and only a real man's penis can give them what they
need. From what Pete was saying, that was the case with this kid. On some
level Kevin knew it, he was just scared to let himself fully give in to
it. But once he got his footing, his taste for dick, I knew that would
override his fears. 11:57. Pete must have heard Bill through a
walkie-talkie. He signaled to me to walk up to the alcove. So I reluctantly
stood up and walked into the alcove ready to do what I could to support
him. Inside the alcove it was dark, with just a bit of indirect light from
the waiting room. I went ahead and unbuckled and unzipped my pants and
pulled my white briefs down to my thighs. I realized how much my balls
ached--I had not cum in four days. My dick was pulsing, fully erect, eager
to find a home in Kevin's mouth. I thought for just a moment that this
money shot would be a great kick off to the film. I positioned my dick
about 3 inches from the hole. I looked at my watch. 11:59... 12:00. The
panel flipped over. I could not see anything through the hole, but a strong
light poured in. It illuminated the head of my dick and a pearl of precum
that was forming on the tip. I stepped forward. It was time to give the kid
what he needed.

TO BE CONTINUED...