The usual crowd of competition was slouching around in the dark when I got to the Adult Bookstore this past Tuesday. Bitches. Like every other queen in town, I have memorized exactly which booths have gloryholes between them. Right away, I noticed that one of the gloryhole booths was occupied, but its matching booth was empty. Queens seem to have decided the guy wasn't worth doing. Easy to assume that I wouldn't like it either.

Note: you never know what's on the other side of a gloryhole until you look for yourself.

Just because nobody else is going for it doesn't mean you won't like it. Bitches might have different taste than you. For example: I am not a chubby chaser, but I find some chubby guys cute, and tend to avoid super-skinny guys, or guys who look too fashionable, or whatever -- exactly the kind of guys that most gay bitches find attractive. I also like Mexican guys, and many of these southern Indiana bitches do not. The list goes on and on. Or maybe it's not that they don't find him attractive: maybe it goes the other way around, and the guy has waved the bitches all away. Or he's a slow starter, shy to show a soft erection, and bitches gave up because he didn't stick his cock through the hole right away. Or they all sucked on him a while but he took too long to cum. Or whatever. You just never know, is what I'm saying. I can't emphasize this enough.

So I looked.

Dude was in his forties, brown hair, receding hairline, stocky, tall, bluejeans, cowboy boots, mustache, masculine in that middle-class married trucker kind of way (as opposed to the tattooed biker-looking trucker kind of way, which I also like). Remember Eddie Rabbit, the country singer? He was not hot in a gay way, but a normal honking man, in other words. They get a lot of truckers at Theatair X. I assume that's what he was.

He immediately stuck his fairly small, soft cock through the hole. I don't mind them small. It had the kind of little tender head that many uncircumcised cocks have, where everytime you touch it even slightly with your tongue the whole cock -- and the man behind it -- shudders. After a while he started fucking my mouth through the hole. I've found that guys who do that, who actively hump the hole, are more likely than most to be willing to buttfuck me through the hole.

Note: it's a tricky transition to make.

A lot of times, guys freak out. They'll pull away and leave as soon as they feel your buttcheeks through the hole. One time in NYC I had a guy actively want to get in a fight with me. He left his booth and started banging on my booth door. The guy who ran the place had to pay him $20 to leave. So you have to be careful. I'd rather suck a guy off than lose him completely, so you have to withhold your intentions until the very, very end (so to speak), and double-check his willingness, at every incremental step.

Note: minimize dry dick time.

What I do is this: I pull my pants down while I'm still sucking. This minimizes the time it takes to get my ass onto his dick. The more time the dick is sticking through the hole without anything wet on it, the more likely the man is to pull out and maybe even leave. Once I have my pants down, I take my mouth off the dick and see how he responds. If he starts to pull out, even slightly, I give up on getting fucked, and happily suck him off.

Note: keep your hand on the dick, to block his view.

If he leaves it there for any good length of time (say two/three/four seconds), I put my hand on it, holding it firmly so he knows I'm not abandoning him. Then I turn around and lightly press the cockhead between my buns -- not onto my hole yet, just between my buns.

If he figures out that it's my ass, and likes it, he'll start pushing now, and I don't have to be careful anymore.

Sometimes he feels the weirdness and wants to look through the hole. These guys are usually the ones who pull away and leave once they realize what you're doing. This is where the hand comes in. Soon as I feel the dick leave the hole, I cover the hole with my hand, turn around as quickly as I can, squat, then remove my hand. If I'm lucky, by the time he gets his face down to hole-level to see, all he'll see is my mouth.

Most often, he just keeps his dick there. It's his job, after all, to just keep his dick there, and he's waiting to see what I have in mind to do with it. That's when I start rubbing it up and down on my hole. At that point, he either loses his erection (so I do the turn-squat thing again and start sucking him in earnest), or his cock fucks into the hole and he likes it.

This guy liked it. He liked it a lot. "Holy fucking shit," he said, very literally describing the situation, as soon as my little manpussy took his dickhead. He fucked so hard I thought he was going to knock the wall down between us, until he came inside me, grunting loudly enough to hear him through the wall (probably throughout the whole building) with every pulse.

I usually try to get dressed & get out the door before they do, so I can look at them one last time as they leave, but he beat me to it. He was gone before I had my pants up.

That was one of eight cocks I got last Tuesday night. There's more about that night on my Twitter. Maybe I'll right the rest of them up. For now, gotta get back to work!