Night Trawling: A Night At The Glory Hole

"Just something short and dirty to get my juices flowing"

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The Paradise Arcade and Adult Video Store, what a grand name to be wasted on such a fucking dump. The place was filthy, with bare, concrete floors and cheap-ass, home-made wooden shelves filled with used VHS porn tapes that had previously run again and again and again on closed circuit in the arcade.

Along with those were a scattering of sex toys, from Ginger Lynn’s rubber pussy masturbator to anal plugs that looked thick enough to clog a drain. The place was vile and dank, but it did have two things going for it. It was in a secluded part of town, and it had a glory hole connecting every booth in the arcade.

The management, such as it was, didn’t give a rat’s ass about what happened inside. Once a man paid his five bucks and passed behind the curtain of multi-colored beads serving as a door, he was able to indulge his sexual appetite in any way he wished.

This place was a den of faceless sex, a place where male lust could be expressed in a way that I fear most women could never truly understand. We came there for physical release, like masturbating, but in a way we could never manage on our own.

Like most such places, and there were many, there was an unspoken code understood by the men who frequented the place. Whenever I went there, no matter what time of day or night, I could hear the loud moans and screams of pleasure coming from the videos playing in the booths. The scent of sex seemed to hang in the air while some men stroked themselves to orgasm alone in front of those screens.

Other men, not satisfied with using their own hand, would stand in the aisle, waiting silently for another man to make eye contact with him, surreptitiously offering to suck his cock, or expressing his own willingness to be had.

I suppose some men enjoyed being watched. More than once, I witnessed someone leaning out of the booth while another man fucked him in the ass, or saw a line form at a booth as a guy sucked cock after cock. Believe me, after you’ve been in a place like that, very little will be able to shock you.

The idea of safe sex barely registered in such places. Oh, there would be signs posted, warning of HIV or other STDs, but the truth was, the men who came there were willing to roll the dice and risk everything in order to have the kind of sex they couldn’t get anywhere else. Looking back, it seems insane, but being openly gay or bisexual was unthinkable for most in those days, and those of us who were, eventually broke and gave in to those desires. Besides, sucking cock, giving hand jobs and receiving the same were supposedly safe. Desperate men lie to themselves as easily as they do to anyone else.

Even still, my stomach churned with nerves and lust every time I went there. I was stepping into another world, and it didn’t take me long to learn how to get what I wanted. The end booth was my chosen place. With its one, adjoining booth, it had a single glory hole that could be used for the most impersonal of sexual acts, but more interesting to me was the fact that others could join me inside without attracting the gaggle of onlookers that tended to gather when things got hot.

On this particular afternoon, I came in to find fewer men milling in the hall than I might have found in the evening. Each one watched me as I made my way past, checking to see if I seemed like a willing partner. All it took was a brief eye contact, and not long after I sat, a middle aged white guy came into the booth next to me.

The hole between us was placed perfectly at waist level and about six inches around. Even sitting in the chair, I could look and watch as he unbuttoned his pants. Satisfied that my chance would soon come, I dropped my tokens in the slot and started flipping through the channels until I found a video that suited my mood. The scene was of a young, slim and effeminate man sucking an older guy’s cock. He was blond, with a trim, hairless body and perfectly smooth skin. He was a delicious looking twink, and I watched intently as I unzipped and slid my cock out into the open air.

This was the kind of build up I loved. I was slowly squeezing and stroking my shaft, drawing my foreskin over the head and just relishing the sensation. When I was ready, I knocked on the wall and then rubbed my finger over the edge of the hole, signaling my invitation to the guy next to me. I could see him begin to stand and eagerly, I dropped to my knees, waiting for him to ease his cock through.

A quick moment later, his cut head came through, followed by a generous length of shaft. He was well endowed, with a slight upward curve. He must have had his body pressed to the wall, because I could see he was offering me everything he had. Gingerly, I took him in my hand and began pulling slowly on his cock. He was pleasantly thick and felt warm and hard in my hand. Wetting my lips, I leaned in and let him slide over my tongue.

Wetting a cock with my mouth is something that always turns me on. The initial, musky flavor just fills my senses and makes me want to suck. Closing my lips around him, my tongue swirled over his head and under his shaft until he was completely slick with my saliva. I could almost feel him throbbing in my mouth, and I bobbed my head, drawing my moist lips up and down his length.

Normally, I’d go slow and draw a blow-job out, but he was the first of the day, and my lust was riding high, so I sucked him hard, not caring if he could last. Once every few sucks, I’d pull off and lather his head with my tongue, or lift his shaft and try to lick his balls. The whole time, I could feel him rocking slightly, as if he longed to slip down my throat, but with the wall between us, I was in complete control.

It wasn’t long before I had a mouthful of spit, and that lubricant made it so much easier to take him down my throat. Swallowing hard, I drove forward until my lips were right on his body. Then I pulled back and did it again and again, until I felt him begin to twitch. I love that moment, and I quickly pulled back, sucking hard on his head while my tongue flicked over his slit. An instant later, I felt his seed shoot out and fill my mouth with the salty taste of cum pouring over my tongue.

His taste just exploded through my senses and I pulled off to lick up the residue on his still throbbing cock. I was just getting into finishing him off when he pulled away. Sitting on my knees, I watched as he quickly zipped up and disappeared out of the booth.

“Fuck, that was hot,” I said out loud as I rose to the bench. By then, my pants and shorts were at my ankles, and I kicked them off so I could have free access to my iron-hard cock. On the screen, an Asian guy was lying on his back with his legs high, pulling on his dick while a white guy deep-fucked his ass.

The white guy’s cock glistened with lube as it slid easily in and out of the Asian guy’s ass. I was incredibly aroused and I began rubbing my hand up and down my cock just as the guy getting fucked shot a hot load all over his chest. Watching those spurts of cum erupting from his cock caused my balls to draw up and I certainly would have come if it hadn’t been for the knock on the wall. When I looked over, I saw a finger rubbing the glory hole from the other side. Knowing what he wanted, I squeezed my cock hard, trying to control my impending orgasm.

By the time I stood, the guy’s tongue was flicking through, as if he was urging me to stick my dick in his mouth. Pressing my body to the wall just as my guy had, my cock slipped right into his wet embrace.

His tongue flicked up and down, licking my shaft until he was sucking me with long, even strokes. The warm friction of his flesh felt like wet silk on my glans and I inwardly hissed as his tongue trapped it against the roof of his mouth. I could feel him working his jaw, using his whole mouth to suck even more blood into my cock.

I might normally have been able to resist his touch, but I was close to coming before I was even in his mouth. I was gritting my teeth, concentrating on my tingling cock when I was startled by the touch of hands on my naked ass! Some other guy had come up behind me and he pressed himself against me, pining me to the wall as the guy behind it continued to suck hard on my now throbbing member.

My heart was pounding, and my ass cheeks clenched as I felt the new guy grinding his very hard cock into my cleft. “Go ahead and come,” he whispered in my ear. “I want to fuck you when you are done.”

Holy shit! Feeling his hot, powerful body holding me still while another guy tortured my cock was more than I could take. When my ‘assailant’ started biting my neck, my belly churned and I gasped out loud as my cock exploded with cum.

I was trembling with relief and filled with new excitement as the sucking guy licked me clean, drawing the last, thick drops from my cock. The man holding me pushed his cock harder into my ass as I came, saying, “Let it all out, dude. Give him that nice, hot load. I’m going make it all worth your while. You’ll see.”

“That’s so hot,” I managed to say as my erection began to wane. I started to turn so I could see the man who wanted to fuck me, but he held me still.

“No, don’t look. You seem to enjoy the anonymity, so don’t look, okay?”

Fuck, this guy knew how to make me crazy and I nodded, willingly taking his command.

“Good boy,” he whispered. “Now, spread your cheeks, buddy. I’m going to lube you up.”

Christ, this was so demeaning, but my whole body felt hot, and I began to sweat as I reached back and pulled my butt-cheeks open. Seconds later, I felt the cold touch of a tube being inserted into my hole and I moaned as a thick gel squirted into me.

“That’s it,” he said. “Let’s get you nice and slick.” Then, I felt a warm pressure opening me up as he slipped his finger deep into my ass.

“Goddamn, you’re tight, dude. I’m going to love fucking you. Bend down low and put your hands on the wall.” He tone was gentle and friendly, but I felt a command in his words I couldn’t resist. Gritting my teeth, I bent over, exposing my man-cunt to a guy I had never actually seen.

With one hand on the back of my neck and the other guiding my hip, I felt his cock press into me. He felt really thick and I struggled to remain calm as he began to force his way through my ring.

“Ah, fuck!” I gasped as he spread me open. The sting was intense, but I was so slick I had no chance of slowing his entry.

“That’s it, fucking squeal for me!” he gasped. “That’s so damn hot! Let everyone here know you’re getting fucked by a nice, big cock!”

I could hear the excitement in his voice and his breathing was almost ragged as he slid deeply into me. My ass was clenching hard on his cock, but it didn’t keep him from sawing that fucking piece of man-meat in and out of my body. The deep massage made my ass hurt, but there was a growing warmth I was all too familiar with, and I sighed deeply as my muscles finally relaxed.

My would-be assailant sighed with me and his pace increased as my grip on his cock faded. “That’s it, buddy.” he breathlessly wheezed. “Take it like a bitch. I’m just getting started on your ass. I’m going to fuck you really good.”

My fingers were pressing against the wall with white-knuckled intensity as he drove his length into me. I was swallowing hard and fighting for breath while the heat of being fucked began to spread through me. My cock was growing and swaying with his thrust until I could feel it getting hard again. It felt incredible, and I was drifting into a satisfied moment of peace when, though the glory hole right in front of me, I saw well built black man come into the adjoining booth.

Holy hell, the idea of this man seeing me be so thoroughly fucked made my whole body burn with shame. I watched, incredulously, as he unzipped his pants and revealed a huge, powerful looking cock. My breath caught and my eyes grew wide as that monster passed though the opening in the wall. Its shiny, ebony head was wet with precum, and seemed grow even bigger as it closed to within inches of my mouth.

Behind me, I felt the ass-bandit slam his cock deep into me, driving me toward the intruding member.

“Fuck, dude, look at that thing!” he gasped “I want to see you suck on it while I fuck you, okay? Take it, suck it hard, cause if I come first, I’m going to invite him over here to finish off in your ass.”

‘Oh, my god!’ I thought as my lips slipped around his cock. It was so thick that it filled my mouth, and I sucked it hard, bathing it in my wetness. I was clumsy at first, trying build a rhythm on that piece of meat was impossible with the guy behind me going balls-deep into my ass every few seconds. My body was trembling, and my head was getting light from the combination of sensations running through me. Soon, though, I let my motions be guided by the cock in my ass, and I started sucking the other in time with his thrusts.

It was more intense than anything I’d ever felt. My eyes were watering and my legs trembled and threaten to fail. The cock in my mouth slithered forward, driven deeper each time my ass got filled. Soon, it was forcing its way down my throat. Saliva dripped from my lips and I gurgled and choked as it slid deeper into me. All the while, my raw asshole was stretched to the limit and burned hot from its abuse. I almost despaired that I would have to tap out, but then I felt a new wetness in my ass as my would-be assailant grunted and huffed as his cock spewed its load into me.

Moments later, he slid out of me and I knelt at the glory hole, determined to conquer the cock I was sucking. Wrapping my fist around it, I lathered it with my tongue and then took him deep, squeezing him as hard as I could. My asshole ached and felt incredibly empty, but I was charged with energy and I bobbed rapidly until I heard the guy grunt through the wall. Then, a hot blast of thick cum squirted into my mouth, followed by another and another. I swallowed his jism as fast as I could until his flow slowed to a dribble. Satisfied, I licked him clean before he drew his member back from the hole.

By the time I regained my composure, both men were gone. My ass ached with a wonderful heat, and drying cum covered my face and chest. I was a hot mess, nude from the waist down but I didn’t care.

Catching my breath, my hand moved to my now throbbing-hard cock. Closing my eyes, I slowly stroked it, thinking about what had just happened. I could taste cum on my lips and my body felt raw, but my lust was at a peak. My hand rose and fell, faster and faster, pulling my skin over my sensitized head. My legs grew taut and I gasped as my orgasm began to build. Breathlessly, I twisted my grip and then my whole body convulsed as my cum shot like a fountain all over the floor.

I barely remember going home. I was completely exhausted, but the memory stayed with me, providing many nights of fantasy as I brought myself off, thinking of my night at the glory hole.

 

 

Published 9 years ago

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