There was a small airfield terminal that I was familiar with, and where I had several choice encounters already. As good as they were, I didn't know how special this day would turn out to be. Just off the food court of the terminal was the Mens' Room, a rather large Mens Room. It had the noisy double doors, and the main restroom was subdivided by having the twelve urinals and matching washbasins in the front portion, and trough the archway to the rear was the four sit-down stalls. The last two stalls ( # 3 & # 4 ) had a great glory hole in the separating wall. I was very horny this day, and this is where I was headed. The front portion of the restroom was empty ( as I hoped), so I went immediately to the rear stalls. However, much to my dismay, the third and fourth stalls were occupied......Damm !
I debated about going out and waiting, but then I figured.....what the heck, I could wait in the second stall just as easily. Might even get lucky, who knows ? ! So in I went, dropped my pants to the floor, took my prick into my hand to slowly stroke it. I thought I noticed a small shadow on the floor by the third stall wall, and I inched myself forward on the toilet seat so that my prick and balls were fully exposed....... and I waited.
The shadow had disappeared, and in a few more seconds I heard the familiar sound of pants sliding across the floor......but not towards me. I leaned over so I could peek under the wall and I could see the guys feet in the next stall were pointed towards the fourth stall wall. He was obviously getting it through the glory hole wall for a blow job. I eased my pants up to my hips, quietly stepped up on the toilet seat so I could look over the top of the wall.
The guy wasn't all that tall, but he had very broad shoulders. His pants were at his ankles, the sight of his bare legs and ample bare ass was an intoxicating sight. His ass cheeks were squeezed tight, and I could detect a vibrating motion from the sucking he was getting I'm sure. He wasn't fucking the hole, simply standing there, his body pressed tight to the wall ( offering all he had I'm sure), and his hands were gripping the top of the wall. Or at least it seemed his hands were gripping the wall. As he moved his one hand I suddenly noticed a glint of brief light. Took a minute to figure out that what I was seeing, but then I knew.....he had a mirror in his hand, and with his head tipped up, he was watching over the wall with the mirror, watching his cock being sucked. How clever, how exciting. My own hand was working my cock as I enjoyed the sight.
Suddenly the door to the restroom was heard, and we all very quickly sat back on our stools. I could also hear the guy in the other room at the urinal, then over to wash his hands. I also suddenly heard something unexpected.... one of the guys in the stall was taking toilet paper, wiping, and flushing his toilet. Perhaps he had been here too long, perhaps the guy had shot his load, I don't know....but suddenly I heard the fourth stall door open, glimpsed the guy go by, then he was going out the doors. The other guy in front also went out.
I thought about this; the guy getting sucked was still here, but could I just go down to the end stall, did I have the nerve. I didn't I found, but I did have an idea. I made the right noises, hiked up my pants, then left the stall like I was leaving. If anyone was heard to be coming in the restroom I would have immediately turned back to the stall, but they didn't, so I went to the inside door, opened it, stayed inside and let it close. Then in a second or two, I again opened the inside door, then I went back to the stalls....just like I had just come in. I went right to the end stall and locked the door.
I don't know if he recognized the shoes (as I do) but it didn't fool him I'm sure, for I had no sooner dropped my pants to my ankles, sat and leaned forward to the hole, than he was there facing the hole, slowly stroking his man meat in my face. He eased it through the hole to me, no motions necessary, and that's when I got the next big surprise. His cock wasn't much longer than 5 1/2", but he had a beautiful cocks head that must have been 1 1/2 times the size of a golf ball....and at least 2" long. What a huge feeling of excitement washed over me as I put my hand out to hold this glistening shaft. I wasn't sure if I could open enough to get all of that big cocks head into my mouth, but I was sure I was going to try. As I slowly stroked his shaft my tongue was licking every inch of that beauty....... actually, I found I was slobbering all over it, trying to get it as wet as I possibly could. A glint of light hit my eye, and I was sure he had his mirror back over the top. So be it, if it was a show he wanted, it was a show I'd give him. I actually looked up into the mirror for him as my tounge started to lick and sidesuck his hot cock for him. There was a smile on my lips for him.
The exterminator came and tented my house and said I had to go somewhere for three days. He said I should go with just the clothes I was wearing, so I went to my neighbor and told him to keep his cat away because the gas would kill his cat. He asked where I was going to stay and I said I was going to a motel nearby. He suggested I stay with him. I thanked him but I didn't even really know him.
He stretched out on the bed on his belly. I stood at the foot and looked down at his strong young body. His ass end was something to see! Long, firm buns with a cleavage so tight it looked like he had never been fucked before. My dick liked the sight, too. It began to twitch in anticipation.
True, I wasn't interested in girls, but I thought that cause I was so dark-skinned, I was too ugly to attract a guy. Everybody was always interested in the white boys first, then the Latinos, and maybe some other guys. The black girls were all into the light-skinned brothas and well, it seemed logical that if I wasn't the only fag in school - they would find me least attractive.
He had a hiker heading to New Orleans, and he was going to Denver. I was going to Jackson, and agreed to take the hiker that far. We stopped and he got in my truck. Brown curly hair swept across his face, and his body was firm and compact. He was 18 years old and this had been his first time away from home.
They all knew what a tease I could be, especially with the men, so it came as no surprise that I started teasing someone else. Ed was one of 'the group'. He was about 5'10", 140lbs and had short, dark hair. He was half italian, on his fathers side I think. He had a cute face, and a gorgeous bum. It was the latter that started it all. I don't think he heard me.
I got a little bored and started cruising the internet for a while when I got an email from a gay couple. I checked out their photos and they were nice looking guys. They had good bodies and average packages and since I was bored I thought what the hell. I had never been with someone who was out right gay and these guys looked like fun. As I drove, the possibilities started to churn in my head.
Lucky I did not get aids. Ever since I have gotten off sucking off hung dudes. I was and still am interested in sexy ladies. I was playing with myself in this porno house, and had punched up a pretty steamy threesome video with about $10 worth of quarters. My cock was 2 inches shorter, and big, but not THAT big! I could not resist it. I heard a sigh on the other side. I had to see who this was.
This being Labor Day -- the last weekend of summer -- I decided I ought to get down there or spend all winter kicking myself in the ass for not going! I procrastinated most of the evening, but finally got myself in gear about one in the morning. I got in the car, and after a very quick drive -- I live maybe a half a mile from the place -- I was there.
Recent laws have pretty much shut all glory-hole video stores, but if you look hard enough you can find them. I had stopped at a few places, but they either had security cameras or some local idiot watching over you. Well, I finally found the place, about 20 miles out of town in the burbs. Very small sign, open 24 hours the usual stuff.
It flew past me, then stopped and backed up to me. A humpy looking guy sat behind the wheel, his eyes took in my tall muscular, brown haired, blue eyed body. From what I could see of him, he had blond hair, deep blue eyes and a well built body too. "Sure. I know a place we can go and get it on," he said.
The brunette in the passenger seat unbuckled his seat-belt as the car came to a stop, and turned to the driver. With his hand placed lightly on the blonde's upper thigh, he whispered, "You're not going to just drop me off and run. Are you?" and winked. The driver smiled, and placed the car into park and removed the keys. "Come over here baby. The blond walked over to the brunette.
He was wearing a jock under his trademark tattered jeans, but the touch of his hand still excited him. Without thinking, he hooked his fingers under his hidden balls and began to stroke the meaty outline of his cock with the crook of his thumb. But not today. John had some definite plans.
Then I decided it was time to really begin. I opened my mouth as wide as I could as I tried to work that huge cocks head into my mouth. It was so big, I couldn't quite make it happen, so I backed off and tried once more. Almost, but no cigar (no pun intended), it was just not happening. Maybe it was the hunger, maybe it was the challenge, I don't know.....but suddenly I knew what I had to do. I looked right into his mirror, my hand stroking his cock, and I removed my upper & lower plates from my mouth. I ran my tongue all over the insides of my toothless love mouth, and I thought to myself, " now damm you, lets see how you like this ".
This time my mouth was much more flexible, it opened wider, and now as I worked my love lips up and over, in and around, his cock head was slowly disappearing into my hungry mouth. I took a deep breath (through my nose) and plunged forward.....until I suddenly felt my lips mold themselves around the other side of his cock head, right onto his cock shaft. I had to rest like that for a few seconds, but damn it, I had him in. I could never get that monster head down in my throat, but I could easily take the rest of his cock shaft into my mouth, until I felt my nose buried in his cock hair.
As I eased back from his shaft some, I could look up and see the mirror still in play, but it was definitely a shaking hand that was now holding it. I did a couple more deep sucks of this great cock, and then I just stopped and held it in my sucking mouth, put my tongue to work on it. He caught on quick, and I soon felt the slow fucking motion of his cock as he was now working my sucking mouth to his own pleasure...... and of course, mine. He was now being vocal, I could hear his moans of pleasure, and I decided to add to it even more, as I started to add my own slurping, sucking, and moaning noises for him. Thank goodness no one else was in the restroom. My mouth felt like it was fully stretched to the limit as we was really getting into it with that monster cock of his.
"Oh shit man, this is hhhheaven mannnn ", he was moaning. "I've wanted this for soooo longgg, I didn't thinkkkk....oh man oh man" he sobbed. IIII can't hhhold it aaany longer, oh yeah, oh yeah baby.....tttake iiitt.....nowww" he cried.
His cocks head was like a swelling piston that plunged deep into my mouth as he suddenly burst great gobs of cumm deep into my throat, an endless stream of hot cumm kept flooding my mouth and throat.
"Spurt, spurt, suck, swollow,spurt,suck,swollow....it was.....I was so hot and excited."
And then that fuck piston was spurting its last, my tounge was licking it clean as I eased it out of my mouth, he took it back through the hole. The amazing part of it was that even though his cock shaft was now limber and soft, his cocks head was no smaller.
"Oh man, oh man, thanks guy, your the greatest, the best, the first to make me feel this good " he muttered. "I'll be back here next Tuesday, please say you will too. Your the best" he said.
I told him I would be here, hungry and waiting for that beauty. "It's all yours, anytime" he replied.
Then he did a strange thing just before he left. "Here is a souvenir, something you might care to use. I have others," he said, and he slid the mirror under the wall to me. I heard him go out of the restroom.
And yes, I did put the mirror to good use.... pretty exciting images to be sure. And yes, we did meet the following week....and many others.
It was a gloomy day with dark clouds taking the joy out of life. I dragged out of bed and fed myself. I had to skip my morning wank as I was late for my research project. I hastily dressed on with my briefs, levis, a t-shirt, and a jacket. I quietly left the apartment although the need for that was out of order. I walked down the hallway to discover a sign on the elevator switch-board.
We had to share a double bed because of another roommate. One night, I got very daring and messaged him in his sleep. I'd never touched another guy before so I felt I was taking a real chance but couldn't stop myself. He seemed to stay asleep so I moved down to his shorts and lay my hand on his cock, so slowly. I touched him in wonder and thrill because I'd never done anything like this before.
I was not having a good day, and the fact that this dump truly stunk was not making it any better. Added to that was that the bad neighborhood compelled me to park my new car in a pay lot, I was running late to meet my friend's bus, and I was busting to take a crap. Walking to the arrival schedule, I saw Dave's bus was going to be about a half hour late. "Great," I thought, open crapping.
Ned passed on and now Danny has done the dirty on me and I am merely one of his many achievements. But I am left with memories so passionate. I often wondered why he kept saying I am his "number nine, doctors favorite". I thought it was because of the sex games he liked to play.
All this was be washed down with a bottle of claret. Once the table has been clear we relaxed in front of a log fire with a good quality brandy, after a few gentle kisses and cuddles our activities increasingly became more passionate and kisses lasted longer.
I had a lunch meeting with a client which lasted until about 2 p. m. The three glasses of wine with lunch had me relaxed, as well as the commitment of more business from my client. After bringing my client back to his office, I stopped at a casino to change clothes in their bathroom. I also lubed up my medium butt plug and pushed it in. It was my first visit. He shot one hell of a load.
My first in 12 weeks since being "trained" here at the Marine Base in San Diego. My first liberty in all that time, period. It has been damn tough on my libido. I'm a horny guy but to be cooped up with a bunch of other Marines in a barracks was pure hell. No privacy of any kind; not a chance to beat off a load. The showers were pure agony. I had to be careful about soaping up my privates.
In case there is anyone left on the planet who doesn't know what a glory hole is, it is a hole cut in the partition between toilet cubicles through which you can poke your cock for the man - usually a stranger - in the next cubicle to suck. Usefully, people had scrawled messages round the holes, like SUCK ME and I NEED COCK. And it tasted as good as it looked.
True story from my experiences in a gay sauna. After undressing and wrapping a towel around my waist, I went downstairs for some hardcore cruising. This late 20s well-built black guy catches my eye. I want him, lets see if I can get him to fuck me.
I was running in The Four by Hundred and Ten Yards Sprint Relay, the last track event of the afternoon. By the time that we got on the track most of the crowd and competitors had already gone home, the weather was so bad. I was running the second leg, so after the gun went off, I waited for my team mate to pass me the baton. When he did, I ran with the rain in my face making it difficult to see.
Taking the job as the training assistant for the local football team introduces me to Chad. Chad stood about six foot two, brown eyes, light complexion and a swimmers' build with gorgeous blond hair.
I found a site that listing hookup places and focus in on my state and gay encounters. I found a cruising park not far from where I lived and headed out.
I talked with a dude, we exchanged phone numbers, and hung up. He called back immediately and told me that all he was interested in was jo'ing with another guy. He told me where he lived, the gate access code, the floor number, and his apartment number. He then said, "The front door will be open. " Needless to say, I was aprehensive and nervous about going over there.
A palm cradled my butt cheek, and then he started to press the tips of his fingers against me, massaging my ass as the fingers on his other hand tugged at the waistline of my boxer shorts. Lips pouted over my collarbone, and his hard tongue trailed up my neck. "Come home with me....
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