Glory Hole Duty

I had been frequenting an adult bookstore within walking distance of my apartment for about two years when on a particularly slow afternoon the owner, an older Indian man, went to lock the door to his shop as I emerged from the glory hole booth. I had been parked inside for the past two and a half hours and was particularly blinky as I tried to get acclimatized to the brightness of the shop. He approached me and suggested that I spent a lot of time in his store. I explained that I liked the usually steady stream of business men and other big dicks that also frequented his store. He knew I was gay. Though we never played, I often spiffed this guy a five to let me bring other guys into my booth. His store had only two booths with a glory hole and often when I was there, the other booth would be filled with a guy I wouldn't touch with a ten foot pole. We would both squat in the booth trying to wait the other one out. It was an expensive hobby. He then said that a lot of guys would come in looking for amazing head and ask him who was in the booth. He got the idea to invite me to set myself up in the booth and he would schedule appointments with guys charging them $10 to feed their dicks to the amazing cocksucker on the other side of the hole. I was intrigued. He said he would give me $4 for every customer and unlimited access to the porn in the booth. It was a cocksuckers dream, for sure. I eagerly agreed and he told me to come back in two days time so he could start to get appointments lined up.

The store opened at noon and I showed up two days later at 11:30A to get situated. I knocked on the door to the shop and the owner let me in. He said that he had 11 guys lined up for the next couple hours and would allow walk-in guys to use the booth in between appointments. He demanded I strip down and get naked. He put my stuff in a bag and left it on a chair in the office at the back of the store. He handed me a bottle of poppers and a bucket and pushed me into the booth, locking the door from the outside. I inquired through the door what the bucket was for and he replied that he didn't intend to let me out during the day...not even to pee. 

I love being naked in the dim booth and frequently took off my clothes when I would arrive anyway. Wearing nothing but my sneakers, my boner started to grow. This was going to be fun.

The first guy to show up was an older business man I had blown before. He was in his early 60's I would guess. I suspected he might not be married, I didn't care either way, but I really loved sucking this guy. He had a thick dick...more than a mouthful. Sensitive head. He unbuckled his belt and stuck his cock through the hole. I was hungry for it and wrapped my lips around the head and started to work on him. One hand on my dick, the other clutching the bottle of poppers, I slid his dick in and out of my through taking him to the base. This particular guy also love to suck and always demands I stick my sizable boner through the hole for him to swing on before he eventually blows down my throat. Today it felt amazing and I thought I might just cum with him but decided against it knowing that I am at the top of my game when I haven't yet shot my load. The guy shot several large volleys of cum into my mouth and I eagerly ate every drop.

Dick number two appeared to be a blue collar construction guy. He was all tatted up and had some nice muscles. He was all business, didn't say a word and just shoved his uncut dick through the hole. He was pretty normal-sized but super sensitive. He moaned quietly and pulled out several times getting too close to shooting but not yet wanting to cum. I got his creamy load in the end. He asked the shopkeeper when I'd be back...he was ready to book a return appointment.

The third and fourth cocks to come through the hole were just a couple of lucky guys who happened to time their visits with a lull in the action. Didn't matter to me. I love cum and I was on a mission to swallow a days worth of loads from a dozen or more anonymous cocks.

Number five was this enormous black cock that was almost too thick to get my mouth around. Shit like that just makes me want it more and so I squatted down and slowly worked his meat until I was able to accommodate the whole thing. This man made me work for it. I must have sucked him for an hour. My jaw was getting tired and my legs were aching for a stretch but I wasn't going to yield until I got my prize. His body started to quake as he neared climax and he was the loudest fucker that visited yelling out as he shot six or seven spurts down my throat. It was well worth the effort.

Next as a super sexy, masculine British guy. He had a nice big dick with a hefty foreskin. He teased me with that beautiful foreskin allowing me to snake my tongue inside and tug on the end. I love that. I worked throating the entire shaft of his cock over and over feeling the head of his dick stab the back of my head until he started spasming and coating my tongue with his creamy load.

At the end of the afternoon I had sore knees and an overworked jaw. I also had a full belly of cum so it was totally worth it. I needed a break though and I wanted out of the box. But the store owner had other plans for me. I knocked on the door and asked him the time. I had been in the dark for hours and wondered whether it was 3PM or 5PM or later? He barked back that I wasn't done and left me in the booth. 

More guys passed through and I dutifully found my stride again. By this time huffing so many poppers all afternoon left my dick dripping precum pretty steadily. I was ready to cum.

Late in the afternoon, the shop guy unlocked the door and I was momentarily blinded by the rush of light. Standing behind my partner were what appeared to be two cops. I stood their naked and, I thought I might be in trouble. Turns out they weren't law enforcement but security guards from a nearby federal building. Apparently the store owner had made a different deal with these two. I was treated like property, the bigger of the security guards reached into the booth and grabbed me by the arm, pulling me out into the store. He slapped my ass with his wide open palm. The sting was immediate and caught me by surprise. This man was a handsome, tall black guy who looked impeccable in his uniform...his white t-shirt peaking out beneath his collar. I wanted him, no doubt. The other guy was definitely nervous. Shorter, beefy guy with a buzz cut and a sleeve of tattoos on his left arm. Though visibly nervous, he was also definitely turned on, his thick boner hard against his dress blues.

I was pulled out of the booth and escorted into the office in the back. Still unsure what was happening, I reached for the bag with my clothes in it. The beefy guy pushed the bag out of my reach and said, "You won't be needing that." The tall guy lifted me up onto the desk and put me down on my back, my legs now in the air given him easy access to my ass. They began to undo their belts and I adjusted myself to get comfortable and scooted my ass closer to the edge of the desk. Both of these guys were already hard. The store owner handed the tall guy a bottle of lube and himself pushed his pants to the floor. I was going to be fucked be these guys.

I turned my head and took a long, deep huff of poppers. I'm glad I did! When the tall guy pushed his dick into my tight asshole, I was overcome by a wave of pain. I hadn't looked to see how big this guy might be but by the feel of it I was taking something at least wrist big. I grabbed onto the desk, and yelled out in pain as he continued to push his big meat into my ass. The store owner encouraged him by telling him, "Yea, fuck him. Fuck him deep." It was absolute bliss but it also fucking hurt like Hell. He was not gentle with his motions and used my whole for his pleasure alone, but I could tell that he was a good guy because as he fucked me he never broke eye-contact, and asked me how much I liked it. 

I liked it. I liked it a lot. 

Without even touching myself, I was rock hard and my dick was bobbing on my stomach as this hot guy pummeled my aching hole. I was starting to relax and really get into it when his pace quickened. Now it was my turn to speak and I locked eyes with him and begged him not to cum yet. I wasn't ready for him to pull out of me. 

"Please keep fucking me, please don't stop." 

He was close and he couldn't continue. He slowly pulled out and said he needed to take a break or else he was going to shoot in my ass. I told him how much I wanted his cum in my hole, but I wanted him to fuck me more.

To my surprise it was the shop keeper who took the next turn. I know the guy is married, but I think he just got caught up in the moment. As he fucked me with his little dick, he told me how much tighter my ass was than his wife's pussy. I could have laughed. I wouldn't have believed it after that jumbo dick I had in my hole just moments ago. He closed his eyes and started to quake. He didn't make a sound and I thought he might be thinking about his wife. Turns out he was shooting his Indian load in my butt. When he pulled out, I could feel his cum dribbling out of my asshole. 

"Gimme some of that." This was the beefy guy now who didn't even bother to lube up his thick dick before he slowing entered my butt. He used the shop keeper's slick cum to ease into me. He was even rougher than the first guy and I could tell he was pretty new at this kind of activity. He also closed his eyes and just fucked me...moaning the whole time. He slammed his dick into me shooting his load as I was mid huff with some new poppers.

I begged the black guy to fuck me again. I don't think his boner went down at all and he needed no new lube now that my hole had two cummy loads shot up inside me. He slide up inside me slow and deep. I gasped when he was deep inside me. He leaned in, kissed me on the mouth, and told me he wanted me to cum with him. Waves of pleasure swept over my entire body as this fucking hot man slowly and deliberately fucked me pulling all the way out and pushing it all the way back into me. Slow and deep, I can't hold back when a man fucks me that way. It took me only a handful of minutes to completely lose myself...my eyes rolling to the back of my head...my dick in my hand. I shot six or seven volleys of cum over up over my head and he started to unload in my ass when I had started to cum. I had never been so incredibly satisfied and I was so thankful that I had kept myself from cumming earlier in the day. 

I lay there on the table, out of breath and covered in sweat. The security guys cleaned up, each kissed me and suggested that we all do it again soon. I was completely wiped out. My legs shaking, I got dressed and stumbled home. I had spent almost 8 hours concentrating on bringing men pleasure and, in the end, experienced the most incredible pleasure myself. I love sucking cock and taking it up the ass. I was made for this. Stop by anytime, you'll usually find me naked in the booth and servicing men on glory hole duty.

Mr. Too Big

It was my birthday and I wanted to treat myself. I had been using various apps to find someone to give me a great birthday fuck. There was this handsome, military guy with an incredibly huge dick that I had my eye on, but pinning him down had been challenging. He was definitely making me work for it. He happened to be online and was open to me paying him a visit. 

His house was about a 20 minute drive from my hotel and pretty easy to find. I parked in the driveway, locked my phone and wallet in the car, and went to knock on the door. What greeted me at the door was a 230 chiseled piece of perfection. Even more striking was how handsome this guy was. I’ll admit the only pics I had ever seen of this guy were of is enormous dick in various degrees of erection. I was so obsessed with it that it never crossed my mind to think about what it was attached to. I was a bit dumb-struck.

He invited me in and locked the door behind me. He put his strong, masculine hand on the back of my neck and led me into his bedroom. He shucked his pants to the floor and sat back on his bed telling me to suck his dick. This dick was even bigger than it appeared in pictures. I pride myself on being able to swallow the big boys. The reality was this man was probably the biggest dick I’ve ever had. There was just no getting this thing down my throat without dislocating my jaw though I was willing to try. He had a slight curve, that didn’t make things any easier, but I was completely lost in worshipping his giant cock. I couldn’t get my hand around it, it was so thick. Easily 10 inches long, maybe more. I blew him…or should say, I tried to blow him for about 30 minutes. He did seem to be enjoying it. I wanted more and more of his dick in my mouth but just couldn’t handle it.

He told me to get naked and said he was going to get the lube. I panicked a little. Honestly, did this guy think he was going to fuck me with this dick? I didn’t think it was possible. I became nervous and told him I didn’t think I would be able to take it. I admitted that, as a cocksucker, most of my play revolves around sucking. My ass seldom is up for grabs, so I was bound to be too tight to be able to take this whopper. He smiled and chuckled a little saying…you told me you wanted a birthday fuck and you’re going to get one. I got naked and assumed the doggy position with my ass at the end of the bed.

He lovingly ate my ass. His mouth and hot breath felt amazing against my hole. He licked and poked me with his tongue. It was wonderful and I began to relax. He lubed up a finger and put it in my butt and then another. So far so good. He got my hole good and lubed up, he was caring though forceful. I didn’t feel nervous. He got his dick good and slippery. To watch the slight of it, I have to admit, I was really turned on. I wanted to be able to take it but was still apprehensive that I could. 

When he put the head of his dick against my asshole, It felt like someone was trying to push their fist into my ass. I did start to tense up…no getting around that. He told me, you need to relax buddy and let me in. He’s right of course and part of me thought, just fucking take it you wuss. You’re a faggot and you’ve had plenty of big dicks in your ass. There’s no getting around this…this monster is going to hurt, so why not just let it? Part of me thought that, if I just let him punch through my sphincter I would endure waves of agonizing pain but it would pass in a minute or two and on his next attempt I would be able to take it like a whore, like a pro, and we could get down to it. I took a deep breath to try and relax myself and I pushed back against his dick. I was struck with a blinding wave of pain as the head of his dick pushed inside me. I fell forward, his dick falling out of my ass, and I winced and moaned in verbal pain. Taking a moment to try and work through it. 

The next attempt and the next weren’t any easier. Jesus, I thought how the hell is this going in?? My top fucker was doing his best to be accommodating but I could tell that even he was starting to lose patience. We tried again and again. I had completely lost my hardon now was lying flat against the bed with my ass pointed at the sky. I was starting to feel embarrassed too. I decided I needed him to force me.

We paused. I told him it was too big but I wasn’t yet willing to give up. I ask him to force himself upon me. 

“You mean, like rape you?”

I nodded. “It’s the only way…”

He grabbed me around the waist and flipped me back over, pushing my legs apart with his. I felt is had push my skull into the pillow with the force to bust open a watermelon. I felt the head of his dick at my asshole and tried to beg for more lube, but he wasn’t having it. He didn’t ram it in me, rather he pushed the head in as he had before…but once he was inside me, he put his entire weight behind his dick and nearly split me in two! I cried out in agony, yelling and begging him to stop…that his was a bad idea. He persisted. I saw stars and I may have blacked out. His dick dug deeper and deeper into my hole and I felt like he was laying pipe. His giant cock must have rearranged my internal organs because I swear I could feel pressure against my diaphragm. Once I could feel his pubes against my ass, he held still and barked at me to breathe. I struggled to breathe, I struggled to relax, I was sure I would have no asshole left when this was over. After what seemed like an hour, the pain started to subside. He then started to slide his cock in and out of my ass with a slow rhythmic motion. His dick continued to swell even bigger. He fucked me slowly and deeply. I would gasp for breaths when I could but I have to admit, I was finally thrilled to have this big man inside me. I began to enjoy it. He had great stamina and fucked me, edging himself and then backing off to keep himself from cumming. He checked in periodically to ask whether I needed a break, but honestly, now that my ass was stretched wide, I just didn’t want him to stop. 

In the end, his motions became faster and faster as he approached cumming. I was worried about him cumming in my ass, but with his whole weight on top of me, even had I resisted, I wouldn’t have been able to stop him. He let go flooding my ass with his warm spunk. When he finally pulled his dick out of me, I again saw stars and dribbled his cum out of my ass. I could barely stand, my limp dick had cum all over his sheets. He tossed a towel at me, allowing me to wipe the sweat from my forehead. It was not my best moment, but I left having gotten what I wanted. I thought I might not be able to walk the next day, but I ended up feeling fine. We never met again…I can’t half blame him…but I may have finally met the man that can be called “Too Big.”

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Backdraft

One night in Dallas I was on the prowl to suck some dick, but I don’t always find it easy to find dick in Dallas. I decided to explore one of the suck shacks down on Henry Hines Blvd in one of the more seedy parts of town. I forget the name but it’s your typical adult store where you can pay a one-time admission and wander around the rooms in the back where guys hook up. This place has like a dozen rooms, all very large and spacious with a bench and a large screen TV. Two of the rooms have glory hole platforms. It’s pretty dark with some black-lit hallways.

I was taking a lap in the place looking for some action. There were only a few guys behind locked doors and, from what I could see, nothing to peek my interest. I was just about to leave, unfulfilled, when I saw this talk drink of water come out of a corner room. He was an older gentleman, built tough, tall, and rugged. What struck me most was that this silver-haired hot man had on a cowboy hat, jeans, and a flannel shirt. I immediate thought…I’m gonna get me a cowboy!

I grabbed my crotch and he tipped his hat and gave me a, “howdy”. I played along and replied, “good evening, pard’ner” and motioned for him to follow me into a nearby room. He came in after me and locked the door behind him. 

“Please tell me you can suck cock better than that guy…” motioning to the room he had exited from. His silver mustache was bushy and really fucking sexy.

“I aim to please and am willing to try,” I said pushing my jeans to my ankles and dropping to my knees.

He walked over and loosened an enormous belt buckle and let his jeans fall to the floor. The bulge in his tight, white briefs was impressive and I could tell I was going to have to bring my game if I was going to give this guy a blowjob he would remember. He left the unwrapping of his briefs to me. Before I exposed the big prize, I gave his cock a squeeze. It was barely hard and was already pretty large. Zoinks I thought…I’m in for a treat. I tucked my fingers into his waistband and freed his dick. This great big hose lopped forward over a nice set of grapefruit-sized balls. 

I let an audible moan escape as this man put his rough hand on the back of my head and guided me toward his cock. I opened wide and tried to take his entire length down my throat. I knew that this dick was going to get hard and, when it did, I might not be able to swallow the whole thing. Now was my chance. I buried my nose in his bush and now it was his turn to moan. 

“Ah yea…That’s what I needed,” he said and I could feel him grow in my mouth and throat. “I’m gonna have to take my time with you, boy.”

I sucked the length of his giant meat back and forth surprising myself at how well I could take it. The gentle but firm pressure of his hand on the back of my head helped me find my rhythm. I blew him for ten minutes or so before he pushed me off, complaining that he was close to cumming but didn’t want it to end. I backed off, let him catch his breath before bringing him to the brink a couple more times. He was leaking precum and the taste was intoxicating. I was really anxious to make him cum and swallow his load.

“Oh no, no boy. I know you want it but I’ve got bigger plans for you. You got some time?”

“Time for what?” I asked looking up at him with my own dick in my hand leaking precum into a puddle on the floor.

“Come with me,” he said.

I followed him out to the parking lot and he told me a cocksucker as talented as I had proved to be was something meant to be shared. He asked me to follow him up the street and I figured that he must live nearby and wanted to share me with a buddy. Per usual in these situations, I had a momentary thought whether or not this was safe…but I had been working hard for his load and he’d denied me so far…I was up to continue the adventure.

We drove what felt like twenty minutes but I’m sure was not that long. Eventually, he turned on his left-turn signal in front of a fire station. I assumed we were turning around but he pulled in and parked along side some other vehicles. I parked in an empty spot a couple of spaces down and waited. He walked over and said, “The guys will really appreciate your skills, you up for this?” 

I had an ear-to-ear grin but assumed this was some kind of joke. “Are you serious?” I asked. 

“Come on in.”

I followed him in past the big red fire truck and he walked right back into the station house. There was a TV playing in the corner of the space and a couple of guys where sitting around. 

“Brett around?” He asked to no one in particular. 

“He’s off.” Answered one of the guys. When he said this, suddenly everyone looked up and was interested in what was coming next.

“Good. I brought you guys a little present. I’ve been working this cocksucker’s throat for a while and thought you’d appreciate his talents.”

Guys laughed and smile. One grabbed his crotch and said, “Aww Captain…how’d you know what I was needing?”

I was led to a corner away form the door and pushed to my knees. I struggled to get my pants down but already there was a line of guys stroking and making there way to my spot.

I blew six guys that night. One after the other. The first couple came pretty quickly. Each guy was aggressive and dominant and made no apologies for assaulting my mouth and throat. None of the guys allowed me to miss a drop and I ate six load…even the one that nearly came out my nose from me gagging on his dick. That was the Captain. His load was the best. 

This apparently wasn’t a new thing for Fire Station 16. The guys, many of them straight and married, were loyal to their Captain and had no problem with his being gay or him bringing these little presents to the firehouse. These were solid guys. I never felt threatened or unsafe. My head was spinning with ideas of being gang-banged by them all in turn. In the end it was just my mouth these guys would use and I left with a buzz and a belly full of cum.

I’ve visited these guys now a couple of times when I make it to Dallas. I learned on a subsequent visit that this Captain was a consultant on the movie Backdraft to make sure the movie looked real and that the actors behaved with honor just like his own men. What you don’t see in the movies are some of the seedier situations these guys find themselves in. Being heroes and fighting fires is hard, stressful work and release comes in many forms and I am happy to oblige.

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