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I have seen lately online a lot of promotion for setting up Gloryholes esp at squirt.org among others, it seems during this Corona period it is a reasonable safe substitute & options to having anonymous sex, who else has been thinking of going in this direction to visit or set up a Gloryhole ? Also making a Gloryhole is an interesting idea, i know if we would all contribute to this idea it would make life a lot more horny & bearable. I remember in my youth there were many Gloryholes to be found at outdoor toilets etc, but most toilets have been closed nowadays & only a few are still open in public locations, i have also considered to make a Gloryhole at places i visit like in shopping malls, train station toilets etc. The making of which is not rocket science but the instructions for making a Gloryhole can be found on Google quite easily, the basics needed for making a Gloryhole are : Rucksack to hold all your equipment that you will need. Rechargeable Drill + circular drill bit for cutting out a circular Gloryhole : don't make it too small so all sizes of cock will slide through the hole & don't make it too high up the wall, it is easier for taller guys to go lower then for shorter guys to stretch up to meet a too high Gloryhole. Making a hole from the height of your waist is normally a good location. Some sand paper to smooth out the hole that you make. Some duck tape for placing around the hole so to avoid sharp edges. A small dustpan & brush to clean up after you have made your Gloryhole. Who here is going to join me in making more Gloryholes, after the holes have been made then next obvious step is to advertise it's location. Would be cool to see a lot more Gloryholes around.

Everyone has a first time, and my first glory hole visit was because I was 22 and dating a tease. She would get me to the edge and then laugh, say we shouldn't, and tell me it was time to go home. As I would drive home, I kept noticing a little shop at the end of a strip mall near the Houston Ship Channel. The sign said 'Adult Book Store and Movies.' One night as I drove past, my blue balls took over any logic and I found myself parking and going inside. When you walked in, you came into the bookstore itself, and on the back right was a curtained doorway into a movie arcade, so I paid my fee and went inside. There was a display with the titles of the movies playing in each booth. The even numbered booths were straight sex, the odd number booths were gay porn, and there were about 10 booths, each with a light over the door to let you know whether someone was in there or not. I chose my video and found my booth. I was going to get in, jerk off, get out, and never speak of this event again. The booth was big enough for two people, was relatively clean, and smelled like sex and cleanser. There was a paper towel rack on the wall, a small bench, and the video screen. I dropped my pants and took out my swollen, dripping cock. I have no recollection of the movie, but as I stroked my cock and waited for a cum draining release, my world changed. I noticed movement on the wall opposite the bench, and realized there was a hole there, and not only was there a hole, but there was the outline of a face and a finger sticking through the hole. Now I was panic-stricken, what if you are not supposed to have your dick out? What if someone tells the desk clerk what I am doing. I was freaked out. I stood up and started to pull up my pants, so I could get out when my next door peeping tom whispered, "Wait. Let me help." He put his hand through the hole and beckoned me to come closer. As I did, his hand found my softening cock and gently squeezed. Electricity shot through me and I immediately hardened again, as he slowly drew me towards the hole and brought my cock through. If I thought his touch was electric, the sensation of his mouth was incredible. As he slowly inhaled my length, his soft mouth felt like nothing I had ever felt. I have had a girl give me a blow job once, and it was good, but I was drunk and only wanted to get it over. I was sober now, horny, and ready, as his hands cupped my balls as his mouth and tongue expertly worked me over. I was already pretty worked up, so it did not take long for me to release all that pent-up cum. I did not know enough to even warn him, as one second I knew I was close, and then it was like my own personal porn moment with what seemed like buckets of cum flowing out. My knees buckled, and my senses were completely focused on what was happening to my dick, and it was glorious. Slowly, I realized he was cleaning me up, and then I felt that wonderful, talented mouth leave my softening member. I slowly pulled back from the hole, having had one of the best sexual experiences, ok, so they were limited experiences, of my life. My neighbor drew closer to the hole and whispered, "That was incredible." All I could do was say, "Thank you." I quickly dressed and walked out of the theater and into the store. It seemed like everyone who was there knew what had happened, maybe I was noisy? Who knows. I rushed out and got in my car, vowing this was a one-time thing and saying I would never come back. But I did. And somehow I found myself on the other side of the hole.

Between Texas and Florida, I made several pit stops, and southern hospitality turned a couple of these stops into new venues for cruising & hooking up while out and about. Florida's major cities have varying options for adult theaters, arcades and the like, however, I love being naked in nature. At a state park in Tampa, I met up with a very handsome, masculine Dominican man, and he led me down a very light trail off the beaten path down to a wooded gully. Then he grabbed my head and shoved it into his hard dick, only a thin piece of gym shorts between us. I grabbed the elastic and his thick uncut dick basically slapped across my face, while he was still holding my head, and I realized he wasn't even fully hard yet. I was ready to suck him, so I kept angling for the head of his dick. But he held my head in place. "Do you want that dick?" he asked in his deep voice and thick Latin accent brought my dick to full attention and I said "Oh my God, yes please" I said. "Good boy" he said as he shoved me down on what right now, was about 8" but would soon grow to 9" of his manhood. He slapped me around a bit, began fingering my hole, and then he pulled my head back. "You're good, you want me to fuck you?" I gave the same reply as before, and I was shoved over a log, then had my shorts pulled down and then received the best rimming I can recall. He slid right into me because he'd been giving me hits of poppers, and his tongue was more than talented. He came inside me 3 times and I swallowed a 4th over the next 30–45 mins we were at the park. We both had to get going, so I drove on. In Alabama, I went cruising at a thrift and antique store. I enjoy window shopping at antique stores, though I will buy something from time to time. This store offered additional products and services if you looked like you were looking. I purchased some poppers and lube and was ushered into a central area of this house turned antique store. Upon entering and rounding a corner, I found myself in the living room of an old craftsman home, spacious and softly lit with an older gay porn movie playing, and several seating options. This connected to a bedroom, that connected to another room with a massage table, ottomans, and chaise lounges. Each room was darker than the last, and at the end, was a bathroom that had anything a guy might need to freshen up. I took a seat on one of the chaise lounges because the only other person, was in the front room in one of the plastic chairs watching the movie. He came to the back where I was, and we briefly spoke. Both of us were there for the same thing, to suck or bottom. He asked to suck me, and I figured why not, so he sucked me for a little bit, but it wasn't doing it for me, so I thanked him but waited to see who else might frequent this place. Within the next 30 minutes, 3 other guys showed up, and I sucked two of them off before hitting the road again. Both guys were older white guys. Not huge dicks, but I am happy to suck a guy as long as he's enjoying it, regardless of dick size. Both of these guys were moaning the second they felt my breath on their dick. One of these guys told me, who knows how true this is, that I'd given him his first blow job to completion of his life and he was late 60s. My heart weeps for that man, but we're all on our own journey. And so I pressed on. Mississippi was my home during my senior year of high school and for one year after high school, so returning here was never high on my list of priorities. The city is a southern Belle who will backhand compliment you while singing your praises to our lord and savior. Unfortunately, I sped through that rebuilt coastline while having flashes of the post Katrina devastation I'd driven through years ago. Nostalgia in the rearview, I set my sights on a Louisiana casino to park for the night. I barely slept due to the fireworks, I'd forgotten it was New Year's Eve. Every potential hookup either went dark, was too vague or just fickle, that I didn't even get dick that night. Texas, home sweet gun toting home, is a big ass state with a plethora of parks, rest stops and trails that can get busy with people getting busy. It's just they're all like hours away from each other, but just inside the Texas border when leaving Louisiana, there's a nice rest area, very clean and updated and spacious that I decided to stop at. As I'm walking to the bathroom, I see a short, muscular Hispanic man leaving. He's wearing a sweat suit, sunglasses and a baseball cap. I'm staring at his ass and he looks back and sees me, so I gave an upward nod and smiled as I walked into the restroom. I went into the accessible stall and sat down, and within seconds, the door opened and someone was at the urinal. I waited, as I went past the urinals, I looked and saw the bare ass of that hot Hispanic guy. He had the most picture perfect ass, I couldn't help but say, hi awkwardly loud, but he chuckled and said hey and turned slightly toward me. He was built like a linebacker and had an uncut dick that was well proportioned to his body, short and thick. He looked over his shades and glanced back to the stall I was just in, and we walked past the other two stalls and after locking the door, he was on his knees. He sucked my dick with such passion that I started to grab his ass, although I'm a verse bottom, with good head I'm more verse and if you've got a gorgeous ass like he did, I'm more top than ever. After he came up for air, I sucked his dick, and it got so thick I was worried my mouth wasn't wide enough. He made me stop, and I immediately apologize about sc*^()*^(* him with me teeth, but he said no he was about to cum, so I deep throated him, and he fucked every last drop of that huge load into me. And then, he was gone. I didn't get to fuck him, but I wasn't disappointed, then as I left I heard another flush and then a latch. Houston rarely disappoints in the arcade theater selection, so I had no problem finding a couple dicks to suck and bottom for. My favorite arcade is south of Houston and though it's small, it's always been a hot fucking time. I walked to the last booth and left the door open and pulled out my dick. A big, burly black man walked up and asked if I wanted company, and I said yes, then he stepped in and locked the door. He was so massive, we barely fit in there together, then we started making out, and he picked me up like I weighed nothing and held me, so securely I wasn't worried he'd drop me, plus the wall was right there. "I wanna suck your dick," I whispered to him. He gently let me down and then feverishly took off his clothes, and I did the same. I dropped, his dick was enormous, and I put as much of that dick in my throat as humanly possible and don't think it was even half in. When I told him I was trying to take it all, he picked me up and made out with me while telling me how beautiful I am and how much he wants me. I told him I'm his and to tell me what I can do for him, and he wanted my ass. So I grabbed my lube and put it on his dick, then he took the lube and put a lot on my hole and with his thick fingers, began pushing more and more lube inside me. It took a few attempts, but eventually he was fucking me balls deep in that tiny viewing booth, sweat pouring down his smooth dark dad bod and onto my back. He apologized, and I said, "don't apologize, I love it." This turned him on more, but he also needed air. I said, "open the door". He grabbed the door handle, swung it open, and two guys were there, dicks in hand. First surprised by the door suddenly opening, then by the realization they could now watch what they were previously listening to. My black stud was cumming inside me within a couple of minutes of getting better air circulation and a captive audience. I felt the ropes of cum he shot inside me as his body spasmed, and he yelled out "oh fuck" repeatedly. He pulled out and cum was flowing down my balls, but before I could move, a middle-aged white guy with a big beard was licking my balls clean, rimming my ass and then fucking his load into me. He was gone before the black guy could get dressed and say goodbye. After making out with the black guy a min more the other audience member an older Latino guy came over and started to finger me. When it was just me and him, he closed and locked the door, turned me around, bent me over and began pushing his dick in me. I was surprised it didn't just go in, I was so loosened up at that point turned to suck him and I couldn't believe how thick it was. I licked his dick and spit on it because I couldn't even fit the head in my mouth. Then, I turned around and hit my poppers and pushed back on him, and he grabbed my hips, spit on my ass and mopped it up with his dick and pushed against my hole. This went on for several minutes before it popped in. I cried out a little bit, and he held me close and then covered my mouth, then began to fuck me and I squirmed and cried out even louder, though it wasn't audible. "¿Quieres?" He grunted "Sí" I said between his opened fingers. He clamped down again and was fucking me so hard I thought the wall or my lung might collapse. When he finally did cum in me, his orgasm seemed to keep going and going, then he began to pick up pace again. He $%@#$%#$ me to bend over, grabbing my own ankles for support, he grabbed my hips and slammed me down on his dick over and over until he flooded my ass again. He was trying for round 3 when I said, "I need a break". He nodded and moved on to another bottom. I was getting my clothes on and heard the familiar noises I'd just been making, the sudden squeal when his head pops in, the muffled moans from someone's covered mouth and the relentless pounding of a bare ass bottom boy. Next up, Texas to North Dakota...

I love swimming, but finding the time is difficult with everything that goes on day to day. I decided to make an effort and go three times a week to my local indoor pool in an attempt to get fitter. So the first few times were uneventful: I started slowly just taking my time to build up my swimming strength again. I had not swum properly since high school, and the only reason I did that was to see hot guys in tight trunks. So on my third day I was getting changed and noticed a good-looking guy around 30 changing out of his suit and like me putting on some tight speedos. Now if you guys have read anything I have previously written you will know I love lycra speedos tight underwear that type of thing. So seeing this guy in speedos was a pleasant surprise as most guys now wear baggy board shorts that do nothing for them. He must have sensed someone was watching and looked round and smiled as we made eye contact as he left and went to the pool. I finished getting ready putting my stuff into a locker and went to the pool hoping to see him again. When I got to the pool, it was quite as it was still early morning a few good swimmers doing laps in lanes areas, and a couple of ladies with babies in the shallow end, but no sign of my speedo guy. I got in the water and started my new routine again still taking it easy going slow and steady. I had completed a few laps and needed a breather so hooked my arms over the side of the pool and just relaxed kicking my legs when I saw him on the diving board looking so hot. He dived a great dive from 3 meter board and then, as he got out of the pool very quickly, adjusted his speedos, but I caught a nice bulge and damn I wanted it. I continued my swim keeping a watchful eye for my new eye candy making sure he didn't leave without me seeing. I was mid-pool when I saw him walking towards the changing rooms so I quickly got to the ladder thing and got out. I went to the showers and washed the smell of pool off then went to my locker to get my wash kit. He was still in his speedos and heading towards the showers so of course I followed and stood two shower heads away (did not want to spook him). I washed my body and as I watched he was rubbing his bulge in those tight trunks. I turned directly towards him and rubbed my hand over my smooth chest and pinched my nipple. Am sure he noticed but did nothing except rinse the soap off and still in his trunks went to dry off. I took my trunks off, washed my cock and balls, giving them some extra work and made sure my ass was nice and clean. I went to the open changing area and grabbed my towel and dried myself and looked over my speedo guy was still here but nearly dressed in a nice light grey suit. I very quickly pulled on my sweatpants and hoodie and followed as he left. As I got to the car park I saw him standing next to a black 4x4 talking on his phone. I smiled and as I walked by I did the crotch grab and hoped he took the hint. I went to my car a few spaces away and got in but left the door fully open so he knew I was not about to drive away. After what seemed like forever he finally finished his call and walked towards my car I very quickly got out just as he arrived I smiled and he asked if I was having car trouble. I said, "No, just not in a hurry." He smiled and said, "Good. Would you like to see my new flat not far away?" and of course I said yes. He told me to follow him and we drive about 2 miles away to a new development I had not been to before. I parked next to him and got out he said he had to make sure no one was home and give him a few minutes. Now, I know some of you guys don't like hooking up with married guys, but I don't care - to me, it's just fun. I am not looking to break up a marriage - just suck some cock. He returned and said, "Come up and have a drink." We went up in a small lift to the 8th floor and as the doors closed he had a feel if my bulge and said he liked it. I was about to have a feel when the doors opened and we left the lift. We entered his flat nice open plan with floor to ceiling windows he said he would go grab us a drink and be right back. I looked out the window and you could see most of the town I live in. I heard him come back turned away from the window to see a far better view he was wearing very small tight red speedos and was bulging nicely in them. He looked my in the eyes and said in his deep, husky voice, "Get on your knees and suck my dick, cocksucker." I immediately dropped to my knees and sniffed and licked the bulge following the outline of his cock straining in the tight lycra trunks. I could taste the swimming pool water and soap he had used mixed with the smell of fresh precum leaking from his cock. I put my hands on his ass cheeks firm and full feeling so good through his trunks he was grinding against my mouth and face it was delicious. He ordered me to stand up and strip which didn't take long I dropped my sweatpants and pulled the hoodie off he told me to stop as he touched my through a fresh pair of trunks I had pulled on at the pool. He groped me and squeezed my cock and balls I reached towards his bulge and he hit my hand away and in his deep husky voice said, "I am in charge here. My house, my rules. "He leaned in and kissed my neck when I love and whispered into my ear with that sexy voice again, "You might regret following me home after I have finished with you. Now back on your knees, cocksucker." I did as commanded and got back to sucking him through his trunks I went to the waistband fingers gently tracing along his firm belly and pulled them down slowly as his 6 inch uncut cock sprang up in the perfect angle to slide into my mouth. I started slow licking up the underside then licking the foreskin tasting his precum then taking the head into my lips letting him push all the way into my hungry mouth. He pounded my face deep and hard holding the back of my head and talking dirty the whole time, telling me I am only good at sucking cock, nothing else. Only fit for swallowing his cum like a faggot should. Now I could taste his precum leaking so much and his cock throbbing I knew he was close. He told me to get ready and swallow his master load but keep a little in my mouth at the end. I felt the first spurt hit the back of my throat followed by what must have been 7 or 8 spurts as I gulped down his cum it tasted so good. He was now just dribbling the last of his load which I kept in my mouth as instructed. He leaned down and kissed me pushing his tongue into my mouth so he could taste his own load. We kissed and he moaned then stood up and asked if I had any plans for the rest of the day. As it was my day off I said no to which he replied, "Good. I have lots I want to do to you." But that's for the next story. Hope you guys enjoyed. Comments always answered

When I was in college, I got a job in a video store to help cover expenses and although the pay wasn’t great, it was easy work. My job was to take the evening shift maintaining the store, renting out videos and re stocking returned tapes. The videos were arranged in aisles by genre and at the very back of the store in a smaller room behind a curtain was the adult movie section. At the back of that room was a door labeled “do not enter”. I was always curious about what was back there, but the woman who owned the store made it clear that there was nothing back there that I needed to be concerned about. I would occasionally see one of her female employees unlock the door towards the end of the shift and disappear inside but I never thought to ask her what was back there. Then one night my female coworker called in sick and I was left to manage the store alone. The owner emerged from the back room with a harried on her face around midnight and asked me to close up so she could head out a bit early. I agreed. I watched as she hid the keys in a drawer under the front counter and now I saw an opportunity to solve this mystery once and for all. I locked the front entrance to the store, turned out the lights and headed to the back. Anxiously, I unlocked the door handle and peered inside. It was a sparse room, dimly lit with a long narrow bench running down the middle but not much else. A bit of a disappointment I thought, but then I noticed something protruding from the wall at the far end. In the dim light it appeared to be a dildo, presumably stuck to the wall with a suction cup. We did sell a small selection of adult toys in the adult video section, but this somehow seemed out of place? As I got closer I was amazed at how lifelike it appeared. I reached out and cupped the shaft in my hand. Immediately I heard a gasp coming from behind the wall and the “dildo” sprung to life. This was a real human cock! I jumped back in shock, now realizing that someone was actually thrusting their member through a hole in the wall. Whoever owned this hard-on was still unaware of whose hand had just touched them, so with some trepidation I reached out and stroked the shaft again. It jerked up and down in response to my touch and without even thinking about what I was doing, I began to gently stroke it. Now I was beginning to understand why this room had been off limits except to my female coworker and more recently my female boss. And now here I was, playing anonymously with another man’s swollen cock. As I caressed his throbbing shaft, his moans became louder and he began thrusting it through the wall at me. “Suck it” he whispered. “Suck it hard!” I thought for a moment about what I was about to do, and then quietly dropped to my knees. Feeling a cock in your mouth for the first time is a sensation that is hard to describe. It was warm and soft yet firm and throbbing at the same time. I savoured the experience as I did my best to pleasure this delicious piece of meat. Judging from the moans coming from behind the wall, I was performing well and within a few short minutes my mouth filled with a creamy warm reward for my efforts. Then the cock withdrew back through the opening and was gone. I sat alone in the darkness, thinking of what I had just done and although I had always considered myself straight, my heart raced with excitement. The next night I closed up early and headed for the back room, hoping to try out my newly discovered skills again. I was not disappointed. This time two cocks hung enticingly from openings in the wall. Like forbidden fruit, their soft pink flesh beckoned me to come closer. I knelt quietly between them and cupped one in each hand. As I gently fingered them, they sprung to life and glistening drops of pre-cum began dripping from each one. I turned from one to the other, lapping up the salty drops as they appeared and before long I was sucking furiously. The moans of pleasure behind each wall became louder and their echoes filled the empty room. I couldn’t believe what I was doing, but I loved every second of it and I was determined to finish what I had started. I wrapped my lips tightly around the first cock as I felt his orgasm begin to well up and moments later my mouth was filling with his warm fluid. Meanwhile, I was continuing to stroke the other cock and as I turned to await my second mouthful, it exploded into my face, showering me with wave after wave of thick creamy semen. I took the head in my mouth to lap up the last few drops and as both organs pulled back and disappeared into the night, I turned to head back to the washroom to clean up. There, standing in the doorway was my boss… I stood frozen in horror, warm cum dripping down my chin. “Well that was impressive!” She smiled as she looked me up and down. Embarrassed beyond belief, I began to stammer about how I could explain the situation but she waved my comments aside. “No need to explain, your secret is safe with me” she smiled. “Nobody behind these walls knows or cares who gets them off. But if you are willing to carry on, I can double your pay”. I thought for a moment, regaining my composure, and then nodded in agreement. And so began my new job. I would man the front of the store in the early evening and head into the back room at closing time to service the anonymous cocks which appeared in increasing numbers as word of my skills spread. A few weeks later the other employee returned but by this time, my role in the backroom was firmly established. My boss asked if she could explain my new position to my female co-worker and I sheepishly agreed. Much to my surprise, she was very receptive to the situation and soon we began working together in the back room, handling up to a dozen cocks a night when it got busy. Business was booming and our boss was happy, and over time my co-worker and I went from being friends to boyfriend/girlfriend. Eventually we decided to move on and start our new lives together, but our mutual craving for random cock often lead us to visit our old boss who would set up an evening with some of her regulars for us to have a “date night” sucking and swallowing together. We would then race home and have sex, the taste of cum still fresh on each other's lips. As much as I love sex with my girlfriend, nothing compares to the taste of fresh cock meat and nothing excites her more than seeing me on my knees taking another man’s dick in my mouth. And it all started in the back of a neighbourhood video store…

Hi, my name's Matt At the time of the story I was 21 and it was a true story of my introduction to men. My neighbour's names are changed for privacy's reasons. I am bisexual, but not experienced with men more than in a friendly capacity. I am a orally versatile and bottom for anal. It’s the summer before senior year, I had been curious about men since sophomore year, but had never acted on any fantasies. Since it was the summer, I was working in the yard doing some chores during the day. I had my shirt off and some tight gym shorts on, since it was quite the scorcher that day. I had been working out for a long time at the gym, so I had a decently toned body. Well, it just so happened my next door neighbor Bill just drove by, and I caught him take a look at me. Bill was 62 and I had always found him quite attractive. He was about 6ft, 210lbs, shaved head, but a nice long beard. I had seen him work out in the yard a few times this year, sometimes I would fantasize about him to where I would need to head inside to cool off. He lived with his husband Terry, 50 years old and very fit. He clearly went to the gym regularly with a full head of hair and a bit of stubble, six-pack abs with an Adonis belt. Both were a bit hairy, but that just turned me on more. He got out of his car and went to get the mail, but then turned to come my way. “Hi Matt, what’s got you out here on this hot day?” “Hi sir,” I reply. He immediately flashes a smile. “Well we had that big storm a few days ago, but I didn’t have time so I’m clearing out some of the brush now.” “Well good for you, boy,” I get so turned on hearing that, I can feel my erection coming alive. “Don’t work too long you might burn. We wouldn’t want you to burn your body,” Bill says. Was he hitting on me? No he’s never do that, he has a husband. I brush it off and reply, “I won’t, just long enough to tan.” We chat for a few more minutes and he heads inside to make himself lunch. I follow suit to jerk off after how turned on I am. A few days pass, and I decide to go to the local nude beach, and even out my tan. I had always been turned on knowing someone was possibly looking at me while naked too. I lay out not far from the back dunes on the southern side of the beach, as more gay men laid out there and I definitely had dick on the brain. I watch plenty of men come on to the beach, some even watch me as well as I lie out. I had to flip over from the boner I had. As I lie down on my stomach, I see no other than Bill and Terry walking onto the beach, I wonder if they noticed me. But as they keep walking, I figured they were busy doing their own thing. An hour goes by and I notice a shadow behind me. As I flip over, Bill and Terry had come by to say hi, apparently they noticed me laid out and wanted to know if I needed a hand with my lotion. I hand them the lotion and mention I could use some help with my back, Bill knees down and starts spreading it in my back, and then he worked his way down to my ass, he started spreading it on on then the other, until he grasps one and moves it aside to work it into my crack, his finger glides over my hole and I gasp a bit, not expecting it to feel so electrifying. I can’t flip over now that I’m rock hard, I say to myself. “Don’t worry, just making sure you’re all covered,” Bill says with a laugh. They talk with me a bit and mention they could use some help in the yard, and wouldn’t mind if I used their pool after. Their backyard was secluded surrounded by bushes for privacy. I tell them that I’m free the next day, and they ask me to come by around noon. The following day, Bill and Terry have all three of us working on a ditch to repair a broken sprinkler. At around 2 pm, Bill heads in to make food, Terry suggests we head over to the pool. He gets naked and jumps in, I say that I’ll be back after I get some swimming trunks. “What do you need those for? We’ve all seen each other naked, don’t be shy,” Terry says, with a big smile. I understand and climb in, it’s colder than I expected, which is good since I was getting very horny. Bill comes out with food and beer and sets it all on the table. Terry and I wrap our waists with towels and sit down to eat. Bill is sitting next to me, on the sofa beside the pool, when I feel myself getting a bit hard again. He notices and remarks, “hey Matt, looks like you have a situation growing.” I get flustered, “I… I’m sorry, that’s embarrassing.” “Don’t be, Terry and I have them out here all the time,” Bill states as he drops is shorts and Terry drops his towel. They were big, I felt big before at 7 inches but both of them were at least 8 inches. They help me out of my towel and Terry starts to kiss me. God am I horny how, I could feel my cock throbbing, and Terry slowly moves my hands to his and Bill’s cocks. “Have you ever experienced a threesome?” Bill asks. “I’ve never been with a man, this is my first time with any guys,” I reply. “Well we will show you a grand time, we are both tops and we’ll work your hole nice,” Terry goes on to say. “Just do as we say and you’ll be in heaven, boy.” I nod my head and they move me between them, and push me down to a squat while gripping both of their cocks. Bill takes me and tells me how to suck him and I take him in my mouth as I stroke him with my hand, and I strike Terry with my other. When Bill is rock hard, he has me focus on Terry. As I suck Terry, Bill lifts me up on the sofa and stars to work my hole with his tongue. I let out a moan, and Bill says, “good boy moan for daddy Bill, while you sick his hubby.” I get even harder as he tonguefucks my ass and I work Terry until he pushes my head down on his cock and breeds my throat. Some spills out and down my chin, as he just keeps cumming. “Mmm good boy, you look like a good slut with daddy’s cum on your chin, now keep working me until I get hard,” Terry demands. Bill pulls out lube and starts to work my hole with his fingers to loosen me up. As Terry, is getting hard, Bill starts to push his cock in, “Matt, I’ll go slow at first and then we’ll take turns working you.” He goes slow at first and as I get used his size he slowly moves faster. Terry is getting harder and harder watching me get fucked, and Bill tells him how good and tight I am. A few moments go by and Bill starts thrusting faster, it hurts but also feels very good. He starts to feel harder and harder and suddenly he’s cumming, “yes Matt take daddy’s load, nice and deep. We’ll use it as lube for Terry’s cock.” I feel him slowly coming to a stop as his balls slap against me with a few more deep thrusts. Terry takes me and puts me on his lap facing him, he positions his cock and my now used hole, and tells me to sit back. I sit down and I feel the whole thing in me in a matter of seconds. God, does it feel good, rubbing my prostate. I start to jerk and Terry says, “Stop, we’ll make you cum without touching yourself.” I do as he says and sit back and move up and down. Soon I feel my cock shrinking but it’s still rock solid, next thing I know I’m cumming, I’m cumming so hard I’ve never felt an orgasm like it. Terry pleased lifts me up and puts me on the sofa in missionary. He says now comes even more fun as he starts to take my juices to lube my hole again. He starts fucking me, is balls slap my ass, deeper and deeper and suddenly, I feel his warm seed breeding my slutty ass. And then I’m cumming again, as I cover myself in cum from his tantalizing orgasm, filling me until it poured out. We rest on the sofas for a bit and it’s time for me to go home for the day. “Don’t be shy, come by whenever you like Matt,” Terry remarks. Bill reiterates saying, “It was a pleasure. Maybe next time we should play in the play room.” “Play room?” I reply. “Yes, we have a room where we do our extra curricular activities with boys like you. Come by for longer next time. You’ll have a blast.” I head home cum filled and hornier than ever. Ready for our next meet up.

I was on a rather long business trip in the Pacific Northwest - Oregon, to be specific. I looked up and found that they had a bath house. So, I decided the next weekend I would go in and give it at try. Friday rolled around and I finished up at work, i ate dinner and then cleaned myself up in preparation of getting ready for the night at the bathhouse. Although I’d been to several bathhouses already, I was still nervous and got more nervous as the time approached for me to leave. Upon arrival, I noticed a lot of cars parked on the street and I started getting excited & I went in, i paid my membership fee and was shown where the locker room was and the showers. This particular bathhouse was three stories and a lot of play rooms / areas to choose from. So, I went to the showers and took another shower and cleaned myself up with the hopes that night would provide me the stress relief that I needed. It didn’t take long either. To start things off, I decided to go to the glory hole wall and had several men with very talented mouths That were eager to please. I spent a while at the particular area and then mingled around and talked with some of the other men there. A lot were from Portland and others were from Washington and other parts of Oregon. I decided to lay low for a while and watched some porn and watched several groups have a lot of fun. After an hour or so of watching several guys get fucked really good I decided I needed to move around and see what other fun was to be had. I went back downstairs and bought a mask and set out to find the sling room. So, I found it and there were a few guys in some of the other slings being serviced in both holes. I climbed into one of the slings and put my face mask on and settled in. I waited for someone to come along that was interested. After a while, I felt someone touch my cock and squeeze my balls. Now, unlike a lot of other guys the harder you play with my balls the more turned on I get. Then he touched my little pink hole and then started licking me and getting me really wet. After sometime, he stopped eating me and then stuck a lubed finger in my ass. He fingered me for a while and then I got distracted because another guy joined in and rammed his cock down my throat and started fucking my mouth. Just when I thought I was getting used to the assault on my throat I felt a lot of pressure on my ass. The guy taking my ass appeared to be rather thick and wasn’t stopping until he was in and balls deep too. I didn’t know what to think as I was overwhelmed by the cock in my mouth and the cock in my ass that was not letting up. The Both guys started getting a little sporadic in their thrusts and the next thing I knew, I’ve got a load down my throat and a nice load being unloaded in my ass. As they pulled out and I took a deep breath two others took their place and were a bit rougher than the first two. While these two were tearing me apart I felt a warm mouth go down on my cock. As rough as they were using me, it was made so pleasurable by the warm mouth that was now edging me. As the guys unloaded their nuts my cock sucker took the place at my ass and started fucking me. He was smaller, so it felt better but he had some talents and had me blowing my load within minutes while I took him over the top with me when my ass squeezed his cock during my orgasm. I started trying to get out of the sling, as I was tired and needed a break when I felt several guys grab me and put me back in the sling and this time they handcuffed me as well as blindfolded me. IT WAS SO HOT ! After a few minutes of them touching and rubbing my body they started. Something was odd feeling. It felt like someone was under me with their cock in my ass and another guy in between my legs pushing his dick in my ass. When he popped my muscle ring I could have screamed if their friend hadn’t rammed his cock down my throat. The two fucking me we’re wearing me out and stretching me like I never thought I could be stretched. These guys were long and thick and having their way with my ass. If I can be honest their cocks both in my ass felt like heaven. I didn’t know that I’d enjoy something like that but it felt awesome, hurting like hell but awesome nonetheless. Finally, these three guys unloaded deep inside me and flooded me with their cum. I could only imagine what my ass must have looked like, it felt as though a car just drove out of it. I got out of the sling, made my way to the showers and cleaned up and then walked around for a bit. By now, the masses had left and there wasn’t as many hanging around, but there was still a good bit of guys around having fun. I looked up at the clock and noticed that it was around 3:30 am and decided to head back to my hotel. I was in Portland for about five months and found myself at the bathhouse almost every weekend in my favorite spot, the slings. More to come in the near future.

I was on a rather long business trip in the Pacific Northwest - Oregon, to be specific. I looked up and found that they had a bath house. So, I decided the next weekend I would go in and give it at try. Friday rolled around and I finished up at work, ate dinner and then cleaned up myself in preparation of getting ready for the night at the bathhouse. Although I’d been to several bathhouses already, I was still nervous and got more nervous as the time approached for me to leave. Upon arrival, I noticed a lot of cars parked on the street and I started getting excited I went in, paid my membership fee and was shown where the locker room was and the showers. This particular bathhouse was three stories and a lot of play rooms / areas to choose from. So, I went to the showers and took another shower and cleaned myself up with the hopes that night would provide me the stress relief that I needed. It didn’t take long either. To start things off, I decided to go to the glory hole wall and had several men with very talented mouths That were eager to please. I spent a while at the particular area and then mingled around and talked with some of the other men there. A lot were from Portland and others were from Washington and other parts of Oregon. I decided to lay ow for a while and watched some porn and watched several groups have a lot of fun. After an hour or so of watching several guys get fucked really good I decided I needed to move around and see what other fun was to be had. I went back downstairs and bought a mask and set out to find the sling room. So, I found it and there were a few guys in some of the other slings being serviced in both homes. I climbed into one of the slings and put my face mask on and settled in. I waited for someone to come along that was interested. After a while, I felt someone touch my cock and squeeze my balls. Now, unlike a lot of other guys the harder you play with my balls the more turned on I get. Then he touched my little pink hole and then started licking me and getting me really wet. After sometime, he stopped eating me and then stuck a lubed finger in my ass. He fingered me for a while and then I got distracted because another guy joined in and rammed his cock down my throat and started fucking my mouth. Just when I thought I was getting used to the assault on my throat I felt a lot of pressure on my ass. The guy taking my ass appeared to be rather thick and wasn’t stopping until he was in and balls deep. I didn’t know what to think as I was overwhelmed by the cock in my mouth and the cock in my ass that was not letting up. The. Both guys started getting a little sporadic in their thrusts and the next thing I know, I’ve got a load down my throat and a nice load being unloaded in my ass. As they pulled out and I took a deep breath two others took their place and were a bit rougher than the first two. While these two were tearing me apart I felt a warm mouth go down on my cock. As rough as they were using me, it was made so pleasurable by the warm mouth that was now edging me. As the guys unloaded their nuts my cock sucker took the place at my ass and started fucking me. He was smaller, so it felt but he had some talents and had me blowing my load within minutes while I took him over the top with me when my ass squeezed his cock during my orgasm. I started trying to get out of the sling, as I was tired and needed a break when I felt several guys grab me and put me back in the sling and this time they handcuffed me as well as blindfolded me. After a few minutes of them touching and rubbing my body they started. Something was odd feeling. It felt like someone was under me with their cock in my ass and another guy in between my legs pushing his dick in my ass. When he popped my muscle ring I could have screamed if their friend hadn’t rammed his cock down my throat. The two fucking me we’re wearing me out and stretching me like I never thought I could be stretched. These guys were long and thick and having their way with my ass. If I can be honest their cocks both in my ass felt like heaven. I didn’t know that I’d enjoy something like that but it felt awesome, hurting like hell but awesome nonetheless. Finally, these three guys unloaded and flooded me with their cum. I could only imagine what my ass must have looked like, it felt as though a car just drove out of it. I got out of the sling, made my way to the showers and cleaned up and then walked around for a bit. By now, the masses had left and there wasn’t as many hanging around, but there was still a good bit of guys around having fun. I looked up at the clock and noticed that it was around 3:30 am and decided to head back to my hotel. I was in Portland for about five months and found myself at the bathhouse almost every weekend in my favorite spot, the slings. More to come in the near future.

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I walk into the bar ( woodshed lounge ) in my harness, i head to the bar and order a drink and look around at the men. You notice me and come up to me. you talk to me buy me a few drinks... and when i dont expect it you put a fresh bottle of strong poppers under my nose and order me to inhale mega doses of them. Then When i am feeling "good" and cock crazy....... what do you do? Are there, any sirs, doms, leathermen/bears and men who think like i do? men that act on what they want and do what is needed to get it? I will be at woodshed lounge in charlotte on october 6th and nearby motel

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Happy Hogmanay! A Tale of Merchant City This is a true and fairly recent story of a chance encounter on which the Gods smiled: Christmas, 2010 was spent with my closest remaining family in Scotland, on the edge of the Western Highlands. I had a meeting in the North of England on the first business day of 2011 so had decided, after the family festivities were over, to move into Glasgow for a couple of nights and drive the 400-odd miles back to the South Coast of England via Yorkshire, where my appointment was. I had never properly explored the centre of Scotland’s largest city but had read some favourable reports of the architecture; and of some of the gay clubs and bars. On New Year’s Eve, the centres of both Glasgow & Edinburgh are condoned off to accommodate huge, ticket-only street parties where hundreds of thousands gather to celebrate New Year, or “Hogmanay”, as the Scots call it. I didn’t have a ticket. I saw the closure of the city centre going on during the afternoon and early evening as I wandered around the deserted, sub-freezing, streets, taking in the stolid but ornate, Victorian buildings which testified to Glasgow’s former civic pride, when more ships were launched on the Clyde than anywhere else in the world. Mercifully, the weather was crisp and dry and it felt a lot less cold than the eight below the newspaper had forecast. To my dismay, I rapidly realised that Merchant City, the smart, mid-town area that has been the beneficiary of much tasteful, post-modern construction to blend in with its surviving, grand, extensively-restored 19th Century architecture, was at the heart of the area being cleared and barricaded for the street party. Merchant City was also as far my research had indicated the location of practically every gay venue in Glasgow. Hell! I spent a very quiet New Year’s Eve on my own outside the Hogmanay party zone, had a couple of beers in a bar near my hotel and, after eating there, went to bed at about 10.30. By midday the following day, the weather was still fine and the street barriers surrounding Merchant City had been dismantled. Early that evening I thought I would go and check out The Revolver, which is a cellar bar I’d read about on one of the “pink” websites. There were several other gay bars & clubs on that short precinct and on the immediately adjacent streets, anyhow. It was quiet but much as I had reasonably been led to expect – friendly, older crowd of 30+ to 60+; no CDs, no “screamers; a couple of faintly camp but pleasant twinks serving behind the bar under the watchful eye of the amiable “governor”, who was evidently “hands-on.” He was also almost certainly why The Revolver had a reputation as trouble-free in a city where “bar” and “trouble” often ride in tandem: maybe a couple of years older than I and immaculate in the traditional, tartan kilt complete with white shirt, waistcoat, sporran and knee-socks, he wasn’t “chubby” or “plump.” He was square – a solid block of tattooed muscle. I confess I fleetingly pictured being topped by him – I reckon he’d have been a great daddy-fuck… About 8 o’clock, I went upstairs for a cigarette – yes, I’m afraid I still do! The temperature was still well below freezing but dry, so it was a bit of a dilemma whether to put on the overcoat or not. I decided not & stood on the pavement in jeans and a slightly too young, slightly too tight, black Cacharel cashmere. I must also confess that I was wearing only a suntan underneath (I travel, as you will discover, always in hope). I had taken about two draws on my ciggie when a slim, ginger-headed guy of about 40, about five-feet-10, in combats, jumper and a waterproof anorak, who’d come out from the next-door bar for the same purpose, walked up to me, wished me, “Good evening” and complimented me on the sweater. We exchanged names and a few more pleasantries, finished our smokes and returned to our respective drinks in different establishments. Let’s call him “Jack.” Within ten minutes of having re-seated myself at the bar in The Revolver, I was conscious of someone positioning themselves to my right; I turned and saw that it was ginger-headed Jack from the pavement above. We ordered fresh beers, quickly chatted the basics – Where home? What work? Why here? - and he leant across, whispering in my right ear, “Are you a top or a bottom?” I answered and he then asked, “Cut or uncut?” I answered that I was uncut but wore the foreskin back. “Ah’m likin’ this so far,” purred Jack, following on with, “D’ya want my eight-inch cock in yer arse?” By now, Jack’s left hand was not on his own lap. You may have guessed, gentle reader, that if I told you I’d gone out that evening hoping for a candle-lit dinner date with a string quartet playing in the background, I’d be lying. I had allowed my right hand to stray a little further to the right so my only slightly sceptical thought was, “I’m a bit of a seller at eight inches…” We talked status, which was fine. We almost immediately left, having agreed on one more beer at Del’s (Delmonico’s, one of the largest & most established gay bars, located a few streets away). We each got about a third down our pints when something more primal than the desire for another mouthful of over-gassed beer took command and we each simultaneously asked the other, “Shall we go?” Once at my hotel a 12-minute walk away, we kissed hungrily, half undressing ourselves and half undressing each other, I pausing briefly to suck his semi-hard cock as I slid his underpants down; he to express his surprise and approval at my shaven pits, pierced nipples and the tattoos on my arse cheeks; and curiosity at the doughnut ball weight, which I explained was partly to make me hang better but largely to delay the tipping-point. Jack had a short and wiry Vandyke and the roughness of this on my mouth and cheeks felt good as we kissed – he was, thank Heaven, an enthusiastic kisser. I discovered through the night that we shared several other preferences, too, which always helps sex to be more spontaneous and rewarding. Jack was also uncut but had a fairly short, loose foreskin – so neither of us felt any misgivings about getting down to some fairly serious mutual cock-sucking; I did swallow a couple of Jack’s sweet-tasting loads that night – but much later. We were both “high” on lust and testosterone: I partly because I realised this was my first proper fuck since well before my ex- and I had separated (we’re talking years, here, not weeks or months, gentle reader); Jack just because, I suspect, he was a horny stoat most of the time. By now we were on the bed, which was bigger than a double but not king-sized, which is what’s needed for totally abandoned gymnastics. Neither of us was excessively tall and certainly not heavy; and we were only two so it was adequate. The evening’s pleasant surprises were far from over. Jack liked to have his arse, which was beautifully clean and ivory-smooth, eaten out; and, yes, he liked doing it, too! I said earlier that I travel always in hope altho’ seldom in expectation: I had shaven (not my face) and thoroughly cleaned out before venturing down to Merchant City; I had a pump of “Titan” lube; and a fresh bottle of poppers (the latter bought on New Year’s Eve at a tobacconist’s on Gallowgate in the city because I’d left mine down South, either in error or in resignation). After what seemed like (and actually was) hours of eating each other’s arses, sucking and kissing/ chewing/nipping – I am such a nipple-freak and wish I’d had my piercings done 30 years previously - most parts of our bodies, toes and fingers not excepted, Jack announced, “Ah’m gonna fuck the arse off you!” Earlier, I mentioned my scepticism back in The Revolver over Jack’s self-assessment. Let me tell you, gentle reader, at that point of the night I was bloody glad that my instinct had been correct: Jack had between six and seven nicely-proportioned inches and, after such extended lack of practice, I doubt that I could have managed much more with true pleasure; or without screaming the hotel down! Doggy clearly wasn’t going to work initially; I lubed us up, rolled Jack over and swung his feet round until they pointed at the pillows, then climbed astride, facing him. There was momentary pain but I was surprised how ready I was; soon, I was able to manoeuvre my legs straight with my feet towards his head, bend forward and put my arms under Jack’s pits, gently rocking back and levering him on top of me. I breathed something like, “Jeez, you feel good in me.” He held my ankles and the next delight of sex with Jack became apparent: he was a talker. “D’ya like ma’ cock inside ya? Does it feel good? Tell me how ya like it.” I had fantasised about this for years – Jack couldn’t have known this – and here I was being fucked by someone who was talking to me as if he were topping in a TIM vid. As he fucked me harder I was vocalising like a porno’ power-bottom, “Deeper! Fuck me deeper! Oh, God, fuck me, etc. etc.” It was obvious from his breathing that Jack wasn’t far off and he asked, “D’ya wannit? D’ya want ma hot load in yer arse?” For the first time in my life, I was begging aloud like some skanky hoe being dangled a wrap of cocaine: “Yeah, fucking give it me, deep inside! I want your man-juice in me; please give it me!” And, bang! It happened. With hindsight, I don’t know how I didn’t blow there and then. I cleaned Jack up (no towel required…) and we cuddled together, spoon-fashion, for a while just enjoying each other’s warmth and skin scents. I began to doze but after about 10 minutes, he moved and climbed over me so I rolled onto my back and his knees were in my pits. No mistaking what he wanted. I obliged then put my palms upwards underneath his pelvis and pushed him up and forwards, so he was directly over my mouth, and just took him in. He’d only been fucking my face for what seemed like a couple of minutes when I felt him start and I just continued, swallowing intermittently. If the marzipan on this late Christmas cake was the rimming, the icing was realising the long-nurtured fantasy of “vocal sex” and the star on top was to be fed afterwards; twice. We did go to sleep for a few hours after that but, as a winter dawn was breaking through the hotel room windows (Jack had wickedly insisted that I leave the curtains open, just in case there were anyone in the building across the street, looking in), I felt something unmistakable between my cheeks – beard; then a wet tongue. Soon, I was being lubed up and Jack was taking me from behind. I pulled my left leg up so the knee was aiming at my chin, to give him access, and he was again asking, “D’ya wannit? D’ya want ma load?” We weren’t as vocal as previously but quite noisy enough. The response, gentle reader, wasn’t, “No.” And again, ten minutes, a can of soda and a quick trip to the bathroom later, I was being hauled up by my arms into a sitting position on the bed, we were kissing face to face and then my head was being steered down onto a hard cock; and within minutes, I took another helping of sweet cum. This time, Jack then lay on his back and pulled me on top of him so I was astride his stomach and I shot over him; and, of course, cleaned up. As he was leaving me to go to lunch at his sister’s house we kissed, thanked each other and I asked diffidently whether he might be able to meet that evening, expecting, “Thanks; but nah.” I got, “Revolver, eight o’clock?” Jack may never know how our chance encounter outside The Revolver led not only to some great sex and fulfilled a huge fantasy (I’m very noisy, now!) but has helped move me further through my late-onset mid-life crisis; and has helped to crystallise a whole new perspective, which will be with me for a long time. ********************************************************************************************* So, if you ever read this, Jack, thanks not only for making the first two nights of 2011 totally memorable but for much, much more. And thanks, too, to The Revolver in Glasgow’s Merchant City! http://www.revolverglasgow.com/