Found an Adult theater & a couple of bookstores with video booths. One of the bookstores had had some really big booths & several had glory holes. I settled in watch a hot film of several men with one lady, & took a look through the glory hole next to my bench. I saw a guy stroking a real nice medium sized cock. He saw me & moved over so that I could get his cock.
Saturday Night Gay Sex Adventure
Sucking Cocks At Adult Theater
After a few min. a short man got up from the row in front of me and moved back to the seat next to me. He immediately reached over and grabbed my exposed cock and began gently playing with it and stroking it. I reached for his and found a short one about 2" long! I played with the head a bit then as I ran my finger down to his balls, but instead I found a very tight wet pussy! This was a first for me and I spent about 15 minutes finger fucking his/her pussy as well as caressing the head of his cock while he continued to stroke me until I came in his hand. He licked his hand clean, then got up and left, never saying a word! I leaned back with a limp cock in my lap and watched the movie for a while feeling pretty satisfied with the evening.
The Young Bellhop Fucked by Big Cock Guest
I work the graveyard shift and some weekends when I'm not in school. I'm a senior at a local high school and my mom needs whatever money I can earn to help pay our bills. Dad left along time ago. Mom has had a couple of boyfriends, but none have ever lasted so I guess I don't really have a male figure in my life. Maybe that's why I try so hard to please the gentleman guests at the hotel.
Evening On The Dunes
I often walked along the top of the beach on my way home from the local club or pub, and usually popped into the toilets to see if anything was going on and to read the stories and messages on the walls. Several times I had given some guy a quick wank in the stalls, occasionally they had wanked me off in return.
Glory Hole Revealed
After securing my bike on the stand and shucking the helmet, I entered the restroom area. Just inside the entry doors, which themselves are obscured from outside view by a small privacy wall, the stalls are situated. Further to the left are the urinals, and to the far right are the sinks. Seeing that I must be the only one in the facility, I chose just to walk into one of the stalls, leaving the door open behind me. I pulled down the elasticized waist band of my athletic pants to free my cock, so it could go about doing its second most important function in life.
Frat Boys And Glory Holes
I answered the posting and this cocksucker almost tripped over his tongue trying to get me to come over! I guess I was a little too horny - my girlfriend broke up with me two weeks ago - so I agreed to try him out. Never tried a queer cocksucker before, so I guess there really is a first time for everything! The whole drive over I was thinking how stupid I was being - almost turned around - but my cock stayed hard as rock thinking about what he said he could do!
An Interview
He was tall, and blonde hair, though thinning, and cobalt blue eyes that pierced my heart at the very first word, "Welcome to Stanford Mr. Kumar." Please call me Karan. I tried my hands not to sweat as much.
Plow Me in the Last Arcade Booth
The quiet streets had deep furrows of snow through which an occasional taxi or auto would creep. I was surprised that the coffee shop was open, and that so many hearty souls had ventured out for breakfast on a Saturday morning. A group of college-aged boys were huddled at the counter. They were wearing trendy club clothes, and I assumed that they were wandering home from a long night of partying.
Camper Sex Along The Gay Hike Trail
I've been hiking on the trail all morning and haven't seen even one person for the last few hours, so I just kept on walking. As I was approaching the resting area, I felt as if someone was watching me, but I didn't know where he was.
Hot January Night
I passed a toilet block and a black and white movement made me glance quickly to my left. Leaning against the wall of the block was a young dark haired guy in a college jacket and jeans, the large letter Y on his jacket front seemed to glow in the poor light. Our eyes locked into each other and the sparkle of the whites of his eyes turned me on. My heart twisted as it always did in these kind of encounters, and I felt the bulge of my groin tighten against my jeans. It was time to play the cat and mouse game of cruising.
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