As I said, It was a risk sometimes late at night in this part of town and when I heard footsteps coming behind me, I got a little nervous. I headed to my car, which was parked in a secluded parking area off of an alley when I heard this guy say "hey, wait up". the guy said that he was the one I had been sucking, that he loved it and hadn't gotten off. He was going to give me his laod when he saw me leave my booth. Right there on the sidewalk, he asked me to finish sucking his dick!! I was not used to talking to the guys whose dick's I suck. The whole Glory hole thing really gets me hot, so I was a little embarrassed, but he did have a wonderful cock and I still hadn't tasted his load. So I said "lets go over here by this car(mine) and you can feed me."
The Glory Of Sucking
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.
The Glory Hole Encounter
I crouched down to look through our hole and watched him shuck his windbreaker, then drop his jeans. I wet my lips when I saw his cock, fully erect, maybe 8 inches long, and a nice thickness, with a cut flared head. I dropped to my knees and there it was, poking through the hole. I wasted no time, dropping to my knees and taking his hardness between my lips. He began to make east fucking motions, thrusting his hips toward the warm hole that my my mouth provided. I tried to get in closer so that I could take more of him but the wall prevented that. These glory holes are good for anonymous sex but when I find a good looking, well built stud like this, I always wish that we could get closer.
Glory Be!
We opened the doors at the same time; he was about 6'6", 250 lbs, muscular, and black, with a big smile on his face. And on mine!
Glorious Moment
And my free hand was pumping my cock: I hadn't been this worked up in a long time and I wanted it to be perfect, to cum at exactly the moment when my anonymous black lover did. And then, almost without warning, my throat was bubbling over with warm creamy manseed, surge after surge pumping into me. There was too much for me to swallow and I felt trails of it oozing from my lips and down my chin. It was like the best gift I had ever received, and I gloried in it, loving the taste of him and the way my whole mouth and chin were bathed in his exquisite cum. I had shot my own load, letting it splash against the partition and on to the floor, but I was hardly aware of my orgasm, so intent was I on savoring every last drop of his beautiful semen.
Giving Head Wholeheartedly
The space was kind of small. Well, some time before we got there, I was walking between them instead of behind them and I realized I was cornered between them with no place to go. I was a little nervous because I didn't know what was going to happen next when they both stopped and turned toward me. THe guy in front of me said "There was something else I wanted to ask in the bar, but I think it is better to ask back here", I said "ok" and never heard the man behind me unbuttoning his pants, but that's surely what he was doing. The man in front said "I wanted to find out if you know how to suck penis?" I wasn't that shocked when I heard that for some reason, but by that time, the man behind me put his arm on my arm to get my attention.
Greyhound Men's Room Trick
"Great," I thought, "open crapping." The first several toilets were either missing seats or filthy beyond redemption. Finally, the second to last toilet was relatively clean, had a seat, and generally looked habitable. The only problem was, there was no partition between my crapper & the last one, so I was totally exposed to anyone who might come in. But at that point, I didn't care, because the call of nature was urgent. I dropped my pants, had a seat and was just beginning to feel relief from my bowels when I heard approaching footsteps. By the cadence of the footsteps I knew that this was not some old pervert coming in to cruise the place. The stranger was not heading toward the urinals, but toward me.
Grand Old Man
Then out of nowhere's the Weekly Californian, the university newspaper calls up, and tell me if our little troupe, the Laverne's Pizza and Shirley's Paper Gifts Repertory Players will come to Worthington Hall, and greet, the Grand Old Man.
The Guy With The Nikes
I turn my head to look. The door was partly open, and I could see a tall man standing at the toilet. He turned his head and looked at me. Caught, I turned my head forward. By now, my urine had stopped and my hard eight inch dick grazed the porcelin toilet. I couldn't help it. I looked again. He was still there, standing with his back to me. I decided to really check him out. As my eyes took him in, I noticed that his shorts were a little lower on his body. He must've felt me looking, because they slid even lower, revealing two tanned, hairy cheeks. No underwear. The shorts fell to the floor. This ass was probably the best ass I've ever seen. I'm a total ass man. I need a solid, thick, hairy ass. I was transfixed.
Guy On The Beach
We sat outside a small bar and enjoyed a tipple, the way he talked was getting me more and more exited, he had that certain delectable tone and of course our conversation covered our sexual history and our particular turn ons which were more or less compatible with mine, the big thing was he was a giver and I was thinking just how lucky was that when I had always been a taker, you know what I mean Huh? I had no qualms about sucking ass but fucking was out of my ability, and anyway I could never retain a hard-on - no I was much happier having a guy fuck me anyway. The way he was talking made me flush I knew it, and he noticed. "Perhaps we should now get back to my place to sort you out!" he chuckled.
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