TigerMilner Posted May 30, 2014 Report Share Posted May 30, 2014 Click here to see Tiger Milner's original blog post... --> by Tiger Milner I needed new poppers and had some time free up this afternoon. I thought I’d take a ride up the interstate where I knew I’d find what I wanted. They’ve been hard to get recently. On arrival, I saw the parking lot was full. Good sign for Glory Hole action, which is usually lame at this particular bookstore. So I bought my poppers, used the restroom and went into the video arcade. Four or five men lined the walls and a number of the booths had red lights on indicating that it was now “occupied”. I already knew that booth #8 was my favorite due to the positioning of the wall-mounted chair being on the opposite side from the hole. It was vacant. Yes! I went inside and locked the door. I fed two dollar bills into the machine and and started scrolling through the selection of porn. As I watched two very manly men go at each other’s nuts and assholes on screen I noticed that the booth next to me was now occupied. I did not look to see who was there. I did not care who it was. I was stroking my cock in my open pants. As it swelled up, I took my cock and balls out of my trunks and stroked it directly in front of the hole. The man must have liked what he saw as he reached into the hole with his finger-tips and pulled my hard dick thru to his side. The instant feeling of vulnerability one feels when exposing one’s hard cock to an unknown was expanded as he took his time before he took it into his mouth, first running up and back the length of each side just above the skin letting me barely feel his breath to keep me from withdrawing in fear. As soon as I felt the wetness of his lips meet the wetness of my pre-cum my hips moved into the dark hole. My bodyweight shifted into position for a focused dick sucking experience from the receiving end. It felt amazing as he sucked up and down my hard dick as deep as he good go, more each time. I dropped my head back as I closed my eyes and focused all my senses on my cock. My firm taint rested on the plywood wall and my balls hung inside the other mans booth. I began to pulse into the warm wet mouth with each stroke. It felt so good. He was going to make me cum. He wanted me to cum. It was his role to make me cum. I pumped my hips in time with his sucking. He kept up. He was breathing hard and sucking harder. He was great. I began to shoot my load inside his throat. He kept up the rythmn we had going. I did too. I needed this bad. I kept throbbing in his throat and he kept sucking and swallowing . We kept going. Me pumping, him sucking. Me cumming, him swallowing. Perfect timing, perfect friction, perfect suction. Ugh, ugh, ugh…ugh, ugh, ugh…ugh….ugh I’m not even sure when it stopped. Or why. It just sort of ceased because it was completely done. I was so lost in it that I’m not sure when I stopped cumming or if I came more than once or not. It was fucking amazing. Purely biological needs in unison. Do yourself, and a cock sucker, a favor. We all need to use the Glory Holes more often. More... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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