I think one of my hottest encounters this last year was with J, a guy who loved whoring me out in bookstores. He'd start fucking me raw about six inches from a glory hole, and we'd always wind up with at least two or three guys who wanted head, and a couple who wanted my ass.
The most memorable visit, though, cost me nothing but some leg cramps.
He and his friend took me to the ABS. I got into one side of the GH booth with my top, and his friend went into the other. I kept trading off between the two cocks, and then J dropped $100 in the bill receiver, pushed me back against the hole, and held my ass open after his friend was done.
I don't know if they'd put an ad up, or were just hoping that the time of day would conspire to grant them multiple tops, but around twenty loads, I lost count: I was too damn cum drunk and horny to worry about numbers.
By the time his money ran out, I couldn't really feel my ring anymore, and the cum flooded out when I stood up.