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  1. olderstillwantin
    olderstillwantin
    I was 21-22 years old, freshly married and going through the process of new partner sex. We had lived together for a few months prior to marriage so straight sex was not new to us. It took me almost a month to get her to let me go down on her. She loved it but had no intentions of going down on me. No, Hell no, ain't no way. Shit, I loved blowjobs. I was downtown one weekend(everything was downtown then) and I walked past a store front with an Adults Only sign. I was an adult so in I went. The attendant explained the private booth and the use of tokens for the movies. I found a booth open and a movie already playing. i can't believe how horny I was watching those grainy jumping around movies. Down went my pants and I took matters in hand. I was into it pretty good when I heard someone say "show it to me". I thought waht the fuck. I looked down and saw the hole in the wall. I leaned down and saw a face saying let me see. I turned towards the hole and he reaches through and grabbed my cock and pulled it into his mouth. Not being new to a man's mouth I was in instant heaven. It was quick and I pulled out I was going to cum and he just opened his mouth and sucked me to completion. I pulled back and whispered thanks when his cock came through the wall. I thought what the hell and I started sucking him. I wasn't very experienced but in a few he filled my mouth and I swallow most of it. i heard his door slam and he was gone. A few minutes later someone else came in and quickly put their cock in the hole and I didn't hesitate and sucked him to completion. I realized how much fun I waas having. Ended up sucking 4 guys and getting sucked off twice. i realized I needed to get home to the wife. I got to visit the gloryholes a couples of times a month. Took a couple of months but I got my new wife to go down on me. She wouldn't let me cum in her mouth for some time so when I needed a complete blow job I headed back downtown. This happened over 50 years ago and alot has changed. She not only likes to suck me, she likes to suck and swallow( and fuck) others. I guess I'll always remember the early days.
  2. rickys1st
    rickys1st
    Nice story. I really miss glory holes. But not very many around Houston
  3. olderstillwantin
    olderstillwantin
    There are still a few around the DFW area, I haven't been to one since covid but the last time i was in one in FTW, I didn't stay long. I could smell the booths when I walked in the front door and the wallhangers were everywhere. Not my idea of fun.
  4. ct_sounder
    ct_sounder
    ABS were a draw for me back in the day - but only for safe play (JO or oral with a condom. Something about anon hookup. I think hookup apps are the thing now.

    Here is how I discovered them years ago.

    It was nearing the end of summer between my freshman and sophomore years in college and I was getting bored. My summer job had ended and I found myself with plenty of time on my hands.


    I was staying up late having a few beers at the beach, sleeping late in the morning and always waking up with a boner. One way I found to relieve myself was to jerk off at an adult bookstore in a neighboring town. The bookstore had about 20 private movie booths in the back. Each small booth had a built in seat, a locking door and two 8mm movie projectors mounted above the door. Each projector was aimed against a mirror at the back of the booth which reflected the image on a white panel mounted on the door. Of course, this was before video equipment became cheap.

    The outside of the door of each booth listed what two movie loops were playing in that booth. You strolled around and looked at each booth's offerings before you went in and started dropping quarters. The offerings were varied: straight, cum shots, lesbian, B&D, and gay.

    Because the listings on the door of the booth you were in clearly advertised what movie you were watching (and that I was so shy at the time) I usually watched straight movies. But one day I arrived at the store and found the booth area completely empty. I found the courage to enter a booth that was showing two gay movies.

    I entered, locked the door, dropped a quarter and was treated to my first images of boy-on-boy action. I unzipped and started to gently stroke my engorged dick. As I enjoyed the sweet feelings I was creating, I noticed something different about this booth. On my right, about crotch height, was a hole about the size of a softball carved through the wall. I leaned forward in my chair and peeked through. I could see the dim image of the chair in the booth next door. I quickly sat back. This was a shock to me. There was only one reason that the hole was there, guys stuck their dicks though! I decided that I would leave the booth in a few minutes and finish my session in a private booth.

    Just then I could hear the clicking of heels on the tile floor as someone entered the booth area. They got closer and closer as he approached. I heard the door hinges on the booth next to mine squeak as the person entered. I hear the door close and lock and then heard the sound of a quarter being dropped in the slot. There was only one reason for this person to choose the booth right next to mine when all the other booths were empty. I could now see the hole in the wall outlined in ambient light by the projected images next door. I sat very still, wondering what would happen next. I was curious and very scared.

    I could see a an eye appear at the hole. I quickly tried to cover my erect dick and sat staring at the screen. Was he a cop or something? What if he knew me or my parents?

    Then something unusual happened. He slid a long, a slim, stiff finger into the hole and rubbed back and forth against the wood. My heart started to pound. What did he want me to do? I didn't know what the signals meant so I did whatever he did. I slid my erect finger back through the hole. He made a wiggling motion with his finger and I did the same. After a few rounds of this, he stopped. I figured that he just wanted to watch me so I continued to stroke my dick, figuring what the hell? Let him look if he wants to. I turned my attention back to the movie and settled in to enjoy the sweet blowjob on the screen.

    Suddenly, a hard pink dick slowly started to come through the hole! I gasped at the sight of it. It was very similar to mine, about 6 inches long, circumcised and nice and straight. Here at last was a real dick just for me to play with. I had sucked an older cousin once when I was 7 (another story), but it had been years since I had a dick in my mouth. How often had I dreamed of again having a dick to play with and to suck? Clearly here was my chance.

    My heart was pounding as I slid off the chair and dropped to my knees in front of this lovely dick. I took it into my hand and let out a groan as I felt the warm, silky flesh. I lovingly caressed it and decided that the moment of truth was at hand. I leaned forward and took the head into my mouth. How wonderful it felt to have the spongy head against my tongue. I could hear a sigh from my unknown lover next door and felt him push more of his hard tool through the hole. Slowly I lowered my head and let his warm cock penetrate my mouth. With shaking hands, I tried to masturbate myself as I sucked him, but to my surprise, my dick was completely limp. I must have had some terrific hormones coursing through my body because I was high - I mean it! I was absolutely high! My body was quivering, my heart was racing and I could hear my pulse in my head. The only other time I felt this high from sex was when I found some porno playing cards in my father's sock drawer when I was 9 and saw for the first time how people fucked. What a cum that was!

    The memory of how my older cousin's dick felt, smelled and tasted came rushing back to me. I was riding on a crest of sexual bliss. I was determined to go all the way with this. I would give this guy the best blowjob I could. I started to bob my head up and down on his dick. Long strands of my saliva were dripping down from my lips and onto the floor. His dick glistened with my slick spit.

    The movie I was watching stopped and I reluctantly pulled my mouth off his dick and felt in my jeans pocket for some more quarters. I didn't want him to think I stopped and pull his dick out as I handled this distraction so I gently massaged the underside of his dickhead with my finger as I deposited my coins. I knew this spot felt the best on my dick and I wanted to give him the best feelings I could. It must have worked for him for just as I was about to take him back into me he shot a thick rope of cum into my open mouth. I hungrily gobbled him back in and applied gently suction to his rock hard dick to drain his balls dry. I could hear him bumping against the wall and moaning as he pumped his sweet seed into me. He seemed to cum for a long time, maybe he hadn't cum in a while that week. My lips were locked around him and I could feel the warm thick man juice roll over my tongue as his dick started to soften. I gently caressed him with my tongue as he relaxed. Finally, I could feel him gently pull away from me and I swallowed the last of his cum.

    I rocked back and forth on my knees, dizzy with the sex hormones raging through my body. I got up on shaking legs and tried to get my dick hard again. I was able to get a semi hard-on and I leaned forward and stuck it through the hole. What I felt next was unbelievable. The most wonderful soft, warm, wet sensation engulfed my dick. I had received blowjobs before but there was something about not seeing the person that made it exquisite. He quickly brought my dick to attention and I went over the edge with a earth-shattering orgasm that had me dancing on the tips of my toes. He milked the last of the cum out of my cock with his warm, wonderful mouth. Sadly, I withdrew my dick and flopped back in the seat, panting.

    As I sat languishing in the afterglow of a very powerful orgasm, I heard him whisper thanks through the hole. He then left the booth and I could hear the click of his heels on the tiled floor as he walked out. It took me some time before I was able to dress and leave. For the rest of the day I could taste the tang of his cum. I thought it was cool that I had this secret taste and no one knew. I had sucked a man's dick and tasted his cum! It is a memory that I will never forget.

    Today I am married (for many years). I love my wife deeply and have never cheated on her with another woman but every now and then
    I got the feeling and I would find myself pulling into the parking lot of an adult book store.

    Things are different today - especially under covid. Even if I thoiugh it ok to go back to the booths, because of STD's I would slip a condom on before slipping my dick through the hole in the booth or taking a throbbing, hard dick in my mouth, but the feeling of leaning back with your hips thrust against the wall, dancing on your tippy-toes when you explode in someone's mouth isn't different at all. I am transported back to 1978 when I first discovered the unbelievable pleasure of playing with a man.
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