How many of you guys had your first experience with cock at these places? I've already shared my story in my blogs. How about you guys? Any stories to relate?
How many of you guys had your first experience with cock at these places? I've already shared my story in my blogs. How about you guys? Any stories to relate?
Great place to end up with HIV, crabs, or any other kind of STD! why do guys seek such risky sex, no one seems to want to find someone who they can get to trust and be as a regular.Originally Posted by colfax129
I'll second that!
If it is to be, let it be with me
I never went to an adult book store gloryhole to sucked dick.
But, you need to take risks to get what you want as you go through life.
That also applies to the need for sexual gratification.
I have taken calculated risks multiple times and am better off for doing so.
So, if I had the desire for gloryhole sex, I would consider doing it.
JEM
I think it come down to being fucking horny? If you're married discreet as MANY men are... You can control when and where. Would I do it for a hookup? No. But I've been so horny that I've gone to our local adult shop just to see who is "browsing". Never did a private room thing either. Just hope to meet like situated guy like me to meet with later in public.
I did this in the late 70's twice. Recently, I was sucked off by a married guy but did not suck. The two experiences in the 70's were hot as hell, other than one guy following my back to my car and asking to take me home, which was creepy. Went with a GF to potentially do a GH together, but the creep factor overloaded us. Too many guys just ruined the experience for us.
I prefer a steady relationship with people I can trust. MM, MMM, MFM, MF, whatever it is. The comfort level is greatly improved when you're not creeped-out about disease or discretion or whatever....I'm well known in my business community (a specialized area) and although I deal with many people in and out of the closet (entertainment), I'd rather what I do in bed stays there.
As far as disease, for sure...the few times I did it, I examined the guy carefully for sores, a wedding ring, clean smell etc...only did it a couple of times. Thankfully, I've swung since I was about 18 (I'm 61) and never got so much as a hangnail...guess I'm lucky ?
Having grown up in the age of AIDS I am repulsed at the thought of those places.
Not just for AIDS - other diseases as well.
I feel that those places are for guys with zero self control over their impulses which represents a serious personality weakness.
Agreed!
did it back in the early 70's not much to worry about then. not now
I love the idea of finding a safe gloryhole and basically sucking on my knees all day. I'm sure the reality would be very different, however.
I have often thought about it but always backed out when the time came to go. I'm just not brave enough i guess altho I have visited abs from time to time.
there was one I used to go to the men came in at lunch time I would watch them if they were clean looking and nice looking I would go to a booth with a glory hole if they were looking for something they would enter next to me and put their cock into the hole I inspected their cock and many times sucked them to completion never got a disease but was very cautious most of these guy were business men I know it was dangerous but I was careful and love to suck a mans cock
Thats my fear. Afraid of catching something and giving it to my wife. Ill remember this if or when i decide to visit a gh. Love to hear more from everyone about their experiences and how they decided which cock to suck
I do need a clean cock to suck not one that is all dirty snd smelly.
As with the gangbang thread...did it years ago..and more than once. Have no intention of doing it again.
Thanks for the replies. This wasn't meant to be a discussion of the morality, or intelligence of bookstore encounters. Simply a question of who had their first encounters in such places?
Back when I was 18, my first visit to a BS was interesting... I was a total innocent virgin when it came to BS... but just turning 18 (and a little horny), it was my legal right to go inside and check it out.. Now up to this time, when masterbating at home, I wanted to suck my own cock, but had no interest in any other males at all... I was still innocent and wanted to find my lady, marry and settle down in my life..
So I find the courage to go inside the store and start looking around, I see the cashier (creepy old guy) I see the middle aged guys with the face buried in a magazine or book and sneaking peeks out of the corner of their eyes... Then I see all the toys and blow-up dolls and a dark corridor leading to the video machines... I walk in the dark area and read the advertisment of whats playing inside that booth... There is another younger guy my age strolling around, not sure what he was doing there and honestly, never gave it another thought... I find the cutest chick on the advertisement and go inside that booth.. I reach in my pocket and pull out some quarters, when this kid I saw in the lobby area shows up at my booth and asked if he could watch the movie with me...
Being totally innocent.... I said sure and thought he didnt have any money... so I deposit the quarters and sit down on the small booth to watch.. after all, it was my money so I should get the booth, right?
The kid starts to lean over to view the screen, when I felt his hand grab my crotch... I sprung out of that chair so fast, pushed the dude back against the wall and almost punched him... I walked out of the booth and start to head out the front door, screaming the words "You have a fucking fag back there"... Once I get outside and directed towards my car, the kid exited the back door and we crossed paths...
He said "You dont have to leave, I'm leaving"... I said "yeah you better" and drove away...
Afterwards tho... when I got home and for several years since... I got mad at myself for not taking advantage of the situation... I blame it on being too innocent at the time and have fantasized about it many times... Even right now, I get a slight tingle when I think back to the feel of my dick, before the shock and surprise kicked in..
And I'm left to wonder how my life would have been altered had I accepted his pass...
(Edit... I want to apologizes for the language used back then... I was 1978 and the use of that word was more common.. Since then, I have learned to be more understanding and, compassionate)
Last edited by DBfor69; Oct 9, 2019 at 3:35 PM.
My one and only bookstore experience didn't even happen here at home - we don't have a lot of them and there are less today than there was years ago. I wandered into one in San Francisco because I was bored silly; plunked some coins into the machine and prepared myself to be somewhat bored when I picked up movement to my left... and there was a dick poking through a hole in the wall I didn't even know was there! It took me a whole minute to understand what that meant so, okay - this has got to be better than the cheesy stuff I was paying to watch so I got on my knees and sucked that dick until the guy came in my mouth. But now I'm rock-hard and it took me another moment to realize that hole worked both ways... so I stuck my dick through the hole... and it was like I got attached to a vacuum cleaner! No idea who was on the other side of that wall but, holy shit - did he give my cock one hell of a sucking and so good my knees were buckling and I had to brace myself with my hands to keep from falling down.
I nutted, heard some faint groaning from the other side of the wall and it was weird, amazing, scary good. As I got my shit together and prepared to leave my booth, I heard a faint voice say, "Thanks - we both needed that, huh?"
Haven't been in one since. I sometimes feel "jealous" that a lot of you guys have such ABS's where you live. Would I check one out? Probably and, yeah, I know the risks all too well but I live by the strict rule that if it doesn't feel right for any reason, don't do it and it's served me well over the decades because I've never caught anything nasty and I've done "worst" stuff and in "worst" situations.
Thanks for the story KDaddy.
I was sitting in a dirty book store in the 70's watching porn when i thought i saw cock coming thru the wall (i didn't know about glory holes at the time). I really thought it was my imagination and got closer to it. I put my hand on it and when i realized it was an actual cock--- i came immediately !!!!!!
I love the adult theater and bookstores! They're dirty and smell like cum, but the sex is so good!
Gloryholes are fun too. I haven't had any health issues from letting random older bearish men stick their cocks in my mouth and ass. But, I have a type that I stick to, and even though his cock is in my mouth doesn't mean his cum will also be in my mouth or ass.
I'm old, horny and desperate. I've got a gay friend that goes to ABS glory holes all the time, so I thought I might try it. After reading these posts I can see that my fears about going to one were well founded. I'll just have to keep looking through the personal sites for a local hookup.
I visited abs's all the time, before and after marriage. There was one downtown and I visited quite often, back in the 70's and early 80's.
I had no fear of catching anything except a full mouth oh hot cum, sucking 20, 30 cocks, and swallowing, too, then my dripping cock being serviced once or twice while there. Loved every cocksucking moment! My wife wouldn't blow me (she promised on our wedding night, still waiting 45 yrs later!) but many previous girlfriends did, growing to love it! Then, going to abs's, found out many, many older guys loved it too, and the game was on! Plus, I had a brother and he and I did it together all the time too, growing up and all the way thru our late 40's. Only reason we stopped, I got transferred out of state. I was, and still am, a born cocksucker.
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 aps are the thing now.
Here is how I discovered them years ago.
It was nearing the end of summer between my freshman and sophmore 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 absolutly 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 carressed 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 get the feeling and I find myself pulling into the parking lot of an adult book store. Things are different today - multi-channel video has replaced 8mm movies and because of STD's you must slip a condom on before slipping your dick through the hole in the booth (you are an absolute fool if you don't), but the feeling of taking a dick in your mouth (even if it is encased in rubber) and later 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.
Wouldn't you be fearful of sticking your Dick in the hole only to have someone on the other side with two bricks, possibly smashing them on your dick? Just a thought.
If it is to be, let it be with me
CS Reef,
That's not the way it works. Everyone in the place is there for the same thing. At least in my experience.
None where I live but I doubt I'd go there.
I worked in lower manhattan and would go to a abs at lunch time and would get to suck and get sucked most were married One day I was in the booth and this big cock came thru the hole I couldnt belive how big it was i started to suck it it was great he didnt take long before he was giving me a nice big load I left the my booth I wanted to see what he looked like well to my surprise it was a fellow co worker only time I got to suck him
did my stint in the 70's
Sounds like a great story you said and it sounds you liked it too
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