I loved gloryhole sex when I was young. AIDS wasn't a concern yet, and I loved the anonymity of sucking a hard cock not knowing who it belonged to. On the rare occasions that I had anal sex through a gloryhole it was even more incredible.
I was still in high school the first time I sucked a cock through a gloryhole. There was an Interstate Rest Area about 40 miles from where I lived and I had heard stories about it for years. I was working for a construction company and stopped there on my way back from delivering a load of lumber to a building site out that way. I went into a stall in the bathroom and there were gloryholes on each side of the stall. I was only in there about a minute when someone entered the stall on my right. He was wearing jeans and scuffed up cowboy boots and his cock was poking through the gloryhole about 10 seconds after he walked in. I didn't even think about it before taking his cock in my hand and began licking it. After he came in my mouth I cleaned up and left quickly, but I went back there often over the next several months. Usually I would suck a cock or two through the gloryholes, occasionally I would accompany a trucker out to his rig and on a couple of very memorable occasions I would participate in threesomes or foursomes back in the woods behind the rest area. I stopped going after I saw one of my high school football coaches there.
When I was in the Air Force there was always an adult book store just outside the base that had gloryholes and I sucked plenty of cocks. It was always a little more exciting (and dangerous) because if I'd been caught I would have been booted out of the Air Force.
And Miami in the early 80's was definitely a target rich environment! Lots of bookstores with glory holes, in addition to all the gay clubs. It was an eye-opening time for a horny young man from a small town in eastern North Carolina.
I have to admit that despite the risk I did visit a few gloryholes after my divorce. Still enjoyed sucking anonymous cock, but the risks did diminish the pleasure I remembered so fondly.
I was still in high school the first time I sucked a cock through a gloryhole. There was an Interstate Rest Area about 40 miles from where I lived and I had heard stories about it for years. I was working for a construction company and stopped there on my way back from delivering a load of lumber to a building site out that way. I went into a stall in the bathroom and there were gloryholes on each side of the stall. I was only in there about a minute when someone entered the stall on my right. He was wearing jeans and scuffed up cowboy boots and his cock was poking through the gloryhole about 10 seconds after he walked in. I didn't even think about it before taking his cock in my hand and began licking it. After he came in my mouth I cleaned up and left quickly, but I went back there often over the next several months. Usually I would suck a cock or two through the gloryholes, occasionally I would accompany a trucker out to his rig and on a couple of very memorable occasions I would participate in threesomes or foursomes back in the woods behind the rest area. I stopped going after I saw one of my high school football coaches there.
When I was in the Air Force there was always an adult book store just outside the base that had gloryholes and I sucked plenty of cocks. It was always a little more exciting (and dangerous) because if I'd been caught I would have been booted out of the Air Force.
And Miami in the early 80's was definitely a target rich environment! Lots of bookstores with glory holes, in addition to all the gay clubs. It was an eye-opening time for a horny young man from a small town in eastern North Carolina.
I have to admit that despite the risk I did visit a few gloryholes after my divorce. Still enjoyed sucking anonymous cock, but the risks did diminish the pleasure I remembered so fondly.