By: Jack S. & Ryan Michaels
My nerves were getting edgy as I waited. I'd been here a number of times before, so I knew the two booths this porn store provided for viewing were very active and, with luck, someone would show up at any moment to help me out. I was horny. I mean really horny! I knew I needed a good blowjob to feel better. The wait was aggravating, but anticipation kept me hard and leaking.
The glory hole I was sitting next to was very large, very easy to look through. Remembering the first blowjob I got here, my first blowjob ever, had kept me coming back for more. That first time, I'd barely had a chance to unzip my jeans and slide them down when the guy in the next booth began sliding his finger back and forth along the bottom of the glory hole, beckoning enticingly. The boldly printed words SHOW HARD FOR BLOWJOB above the hole, made his intentions clear. Instantly, I knew what he wanted me to do. Instantly, I became hard as rock.
"Let me suck it, kid," he had whispered hoarsely, his mouth right in the big hole. His lips were large and moist, well-formed and masculine. He looked like a very big guy. It intrigued me that he wanted to suck a cock. I allowed my erection to display itself.
"Oh! Man! What a cock! And it's uncut, too!" he sighed, loudly, excited by the sight of my erection. "I like 'em big and uncut, kid. C'mon, shove it through the hole! I'll take care of that for you! You'll see. You'll like it! C'mon! I want it! Let me suck it!"
With some hesitation, wanting to do it and yet not wanting to do it at the same time, I stood, turned, aimed my cock for the hole, and slowly poked it through. Before the knob was fully into the hole, it was in his eager mouth.
Incredible heat and moisture captured my cockhead in the soft tissues of his mouth and caused me to swell to aching stiffness. His tongue swirled knowingly through my ample foreskin while sucking pressures grew intense. I had not been able to imagine what a blowjob would actually feel like when guys had talked about them, but the sensations I was now experiencing as this expert cocksucker sucked and slowly sank my cock into his throat were mind-boggling.
Pushing to get every inch of it into the incredible heat and suction, I rose up onto the balls of my feet and thrust my hips forward. He hummed and reached out, encircling my big sac with a large fist. The touch lifted me to orgasm and, without thinking about whether or not he wanted me to ejaculate in his mouth, I blasted off into the most spectacular series of cum-spurts of my young life. It was so much better than all the jacking off I had done! At eighteen, I was at the peak of potency, so I filled him up as he swallowed spurt after wonderful spurt, taking every bit of it.
Now, a few weeks later, sitting on the cold metal chair in the booth, I realized that I had been comparing all the other blowjobs I'd been getting here to that first, really spectacular one. I guess that's normal when the first one is so good. The others were good, too, but I quickly discovered that talent and enthusiasm were not universal characteristics shared by every cocksucker, so I kept hoping I'd run into that first guy again, but, so far, no luck.
A noise interrupted my thoughts. Someone was opening the door to the other booth. I held my breath as I watched through the hole, and the sturdy frame of an athlete filled my field of vision. He was wearing only skimpy running shorts and a small cut-off tank-top which exposed his washboard midriff. Muscles flashed at me, making me feel flush.
Unembarrassed about being spied on, the guy slipped down his shorts and sort of strutted in place, showing off a real surprise package: his amazingly bulging jock pouch, which he displayed proudly, turning and preening, showing me every erotic angle. He then pushed down the jockstrap, too. His very large cock dangled over a giant set of balls. This guy was hung! He had to be at least nine and a half inches to my seven and a half! And he faced the glory hole exposing himself to me as I stared in awe.
I felt disappointment mixed with arousal. He was probably here to get a blowjob, I reasoned, just like me. A few times the guy in the next booth was there to get a blowjob, not to give one, and I had cleared out. And I was almost certain no macho athlete like this guy would suck cock. But, as he sat down, I was hoping he'd slide a finger along the rim of the glory hole, like the first guy had.
"How ya doin'?" he whispered in at me as he leaned down to look up at me through the large glory hole. "Man, that's some prime piece of meat you're playin' with there," he added, staring at my fist-wrapped cock.
I was struck by how handsome he was, as well as by his compliment, since his cock was so much bigger than my own. I grinned, not knowing what to say.
He grinned back. "Want some?" he whispered excitedly.
I nodded, thinking it was an invitation for me to stand and deliver.
But before I could move, he stood. His cock looked completely erect already and, aiming it with a single finger, he slid it through the hole, letting it go as it came through to my side and sprang to rigid attention.
It stood there, vibrating lustily, pointing up at the ceiling. It was inches from my face. It looked magnificent! It looked as good as my own… better! It throbbed in the soft lighting and looked perfect. The head was extremely fat and puffy, with huge contoured flanges. And his big balls were up so tight against the wide base of the big weapon that I knew, instinctively, from my own experience, he had not had an orgasm in a while. He was ready. His cock was ready!
"Suck it!" he demanded huskily.
Until that moment, until he demanded I "suck it," I had never really consciously thought about sucking a cock. My fantasies had always been about "making out" with guys, but that seemed to mean hugs and kisses, contact, or jacking off together, or jacking each other off, or maybe getting my cock sucked, or something like that, something always somewhat vague. But suddenly, here was the impressive cock of a hot young guy standing tall in front of me, demanding attention, and just as suddenly, with a wave of carnal excitement tearing through my groin, I knew I was going to suck it! I discovered I wanted to suck it! I was already sniffing at it as I leaned in close to study it in detail. Its smell was very exciting! It looked fantastic, with the skin of his cockhead now so shiny smooth in arousal I knew he was eager to be sucked off.
"Touch it!" he insisted. "I can feel your breath on it, man!" he added quietly.
The moment froze in my memory: The warmth of the room; the masculine smells of the place, indicating recent male-to-male sex; the erotic writing and lewd drawings on the walls; that incredible glory hole now filled with the giant stiff cock and balls of a man as horny as I was, and only some cheap plywood separating it and me from the other male customers wandering around the store browsing (most likely straight) movie rentals.
"C'mon, suck it!" he pleaded. He had a sexy, low voice.
I touched my lips to the thick cockhead and the whole cock pulsed in response. The masculine smell of the hot flesh acted like an aphrodisiac on me, burning up my nostrils right into my brain. My mouth opened, my tongue surged out, and I lapped at the huge cock-knob. Its taste was spectacular! Better than anything else! The taste of cock!
"Oh! Yeah! That's it, man!" he sighed contentedly. "Suck it!"
His comment produced in me the desire to suck his cock with the same enthusiasm and effort the first guy had used on my cock. I was determined to be as good at sucking cock as I could be, ignoring such problems as the humungous size of the cockhead as it filled my mouth pressing into every nook and cranny, and the gagging response I felt when I tried to stuff that big thing down my throat.
My partner seemed not to notice my inexperience as he humped and ground his pelvis against the partition, thrusting his cock into me. I loved it! He was eager, hot, and horny, with a super cock and a delightful attitude, vocally telling me what he wanted and urging me to suck him good. It was music to my ears.
"Man! You're good!" he grunted between thrusts. "I'm gonna explode in a flash! But, if you're jacking off, don't shoot your load. After I nut in your mouth, I wanna suck your cock, too."
My eyes had been closed in rapture as I sucked my first cock, but they opened with surprise at his wonderful request, and I saw the hole, his wide cock shaft and his dark pubic hair above a really big, well filled sac. I reached out and encircled the big pair of balls, delighting in the exotic feel of them as they moved erotically in my hand. This guy was going to cum! He was going to cum in my mouth! Instantly, I knew I wanted him to and I sucked even harder, delighted that he wanted to suck my cock after he came. And his warning had been timely. I found sucking cock was so exciting that I would have blasted off with him without touching myself, had he not cautioned me to hold back.
"Yeah! Almost there, man! Get ready!" he hissed between clenched teeth.
He became steely hard in my mouth. I waited excitedly, not fully knowing what to expect. Suddenly, a gusher of sperm spurted forcefully into my mouth. I immediately loved the heat, smell and taste of the semen's viscous fluids. Reflexively, I swallowed, not wanting to drown. Instantly, another huge spurt overfilled my mouth, forcing me to swallow again. It was followed by another, and another and another! I swirled my tongue, savoring the virile tastes and hot juices I was drinking down with such gusto. I was ecstatic! And very close to orgasmic! I had had absolutely no idea sucking cock could cause such deep-rooted satisfaction and such complete enjoyment. And I sucked him until there was nothing more to come!
Eventually, he tugged his still rock hard cock back and I released it with great reluctance. He sat down with a heavy sigh and said, "Whew! That was fantastic, man! You really know how to suck a cock, especially a really big one like mine." He leaned down to look at me and flashed a smile of great warmth.
His comment surprised and excited me. I guess I was just a natural born cocksucker, experience not necessary to make me good at it. I was already good at it my first time out! My cock was leaking streaks of lube, pulsating uncontrollably. "I almost came just now, it felt so great to have your cum in my mouth!" I admitted.
"Yeah! I kinda figured. That's why I warned you not to shoot off. I want that load in my mouth, not all over the floor! Let me do you now," he insisted. "That's it, bring that cock here! Oh, man, what a fat, uncut beauty!"
His strong fist encircled my cock shaft as I eased it through the large hole. A deft, masturbatory pumping began and I knew I'd ejaculate in a moment. Then, his hot lips pressed against the crown of my cock and, while pumping the shaft, he sucked in the cock-knob, swirling his tongue through the thick foreskin folds. It was spectacular! Immediately, I recognized that while this was no well-experienced cocksucker who could take me in to the root, the idea of being sucked by such a hung, hot looking jock who wanted to suck me off just as I'd sucked him off, and who wanted me to blast into his mouth, was incredible! Reciprocation is extraordinary!
"I'm cumming!" I managed to blurt out, then immediately spasmed to an overwhelming orgasm that felt even better than with that first guy. I felt I was giving a reward to this hot young cocksucker with my load, just as I had been rewarded with his load. And I came, and came and came as he noisily slurped it all down!
When I was finished, when I was as drained as I had ever been, I plopped down onto the chair, catching my breath. His face was still at the glory hole and looked at me with a contented smile.
"Wow!" he sighed softly, after wiping his mouth with the back of his hand.
I nodded wordlessly.
"That got me so hot I could shoot another load right away!" he announced. Then he looked at me questioningly, longingly.
A surge of lust fired throughout my entire being. He wanted to do it again. He wanted me to suck his cock again.
"Man! I'd love to suck that great cock of yours again," I admitted truthfully.
"I won't shoot off so quickly, this time," he cautioned.
"I can handle it," I assured him, grinning.
He grinned back and then stood, once again displaying that mammoth erection. It was leaking lube and looked redder, hotter, than the first time. I caught it in my eager mouth as it came through the glory hole, and I found that I could relax with a new-found familiarity. I knew what cock tasted like, now. I knew want to expect, what to anticipate. I loved it! I wanted it! I wanted to suck it! But most of all I wanted more of his semen, more of his great tasting cum!
I became animated, rising and falling on that fierce weapon, learning how to control its pressures, and gradually allowing deeper penetration while fighting to conquer gag reflexes. It amazed me how quickly I learned to adapt to handling the saliva-slicked tube.
"Geez!" he hissed, "This is better than before, man. I'm really sinking it into you, getting it all in! This is great! Suck my dick, man! That's it. Suck it!"
His words carried confirmation that the first time wasn't just beginners luck, and that I was doing it right, knew what I was doing. I recognized in that moment that this is what I really wanted to do - suck cock! And I sucked! I felt changes along the long cock shaft and could feel the big cockhead hardening in my throat as it slid along the newly recognized knobby lining, and I knew he was about to squirt again. I wrapped my hand around his big balls, tugging and toying with them.
"Man! You can suck cock!" he announced loudly. Then he stiffened and erupted into me, and I swallowed and swallowed his hot cum. It was delicious! It was incredible!
"Can you be here, tomorrow?" he asked breathily when he withdrew back through the glory hole. Then he bent down to look through it and finished, "about the same time?"
I nodded and grinned.
Grinning back, he rose up, pulled his jockstrap and shorts up to mid-thigh, and then turned, flashing a tight, muscular ass at me, and then yanked them up the rest of the way as he began to open the door to leave the booth.
As he stepped out of the booth, I heard the guy I had just sucked say, "He's good!" and knew he was talking about my cocksucking skills. But even if he hadn't said anything to this guy, I'm sure he, and probably everyone else in the store, had overheard the guy say "Man! You can suck cock!" it had been said so loudly and sincerely. I liked the idea that others probably heard it, too. And, it still amazed me that I was so good at it! It made me feel proud! But I immediately had my attention diverted by the door of the other booth opening again, and I quickly sat back down.
Putting my face near the hole, I looked up to check out the guy that had just entered. This guy was older, around forty - more than twice my age – and wasn't in the best shape. He wasn't fat but looked a bit flabby. I didn't really care though. I was infatuated with sucking cock now, and unlike when I had first come to that glory hole, unlike when I had arrived that very day, all I wanted now was cock, any cock!
This guy was wearing jeans and a t-shirt. He stood facing the glory hole for a few moments, and instead of just opening his pants, he tugged the t-shirt up and stripped it off. Then, he leisurely opened his jeans and shucked them and his white jockey shorts. His cock started to rise as I admired the theatrics of his disrobing for me. The cock continued to grow until it was standing at full staff, throbbing at attention over nice sized balls. The cock, circumcised and measuring about seven inches in length, looked, well, good enough to suck as he stood there showing it off to me.
With a sudden inspiration, I hooked my finger on the bottom edge of the hole and moved it back and forth. Instantly the guy's hard cock bounced against my finger as he quickly fed it through the hole to me, and I moaned as it entered my eager mouth. I was ecstatic - again!
"Do it!" my current partner insisted, "Suck me off! Make me cum!"
His demand refocused my attention and I applied my apparent good skills to give him pleasure. His immediate "Ooh's" and "Ahh's" assured me that my efforts were appreciated. He humped and jabbed, thrust forward and parried, slammed against the partition noisily, and proceeded to enjoy himself completely. His balls swayed in a heavy sac, looser than mine or the first guy's and I recognized that this guy wasn't going to be a quick cummer. Taking advantage of that insight, I worked his meat in as many ways as I could imagine and delighted when he'd say things like, "Oh! Yeah, man! Do that!" or "That feels great, keep doin' that!" or just "Yeah! Suck my cock!" I loved it!
He was getting hotter and hotter as his balls climbed higher and higher in their sac, until finally they were clamped tightly at the thick base of his shaft, and I knew he was ready to cum.
"Take my load, cocksucker!" he said huskily, "I'm cumming!"
The word "cocksucker" reverberated in my ears and made my hard cock throb. I liked being called that.
His stiffening cock had already prepared me for the explosion of cum that followed, but I was amazed at the overwhelming volume of his orgasm. It seemed impossible that anyone could shoot so much jism at one time. But I kept swallowing, and swallowing and swallowing, relishing the heavy flow of his excellent, delicious, hot jism - the true nectar of the gods. Satisfied, he pulled out, quickly dressed and left the booth.
These two cocks, the first two I had ever sucked, had been spectacular! Hard, hot and full of cum, they cemented my affinity to cocksucking. I didn't think it could ever get any better than this. But no sooner had I seated myself on the chair again than yet another guy strode in cockily.
As soon as he closed the door, he was unzipping his pants, and before I could try to see his face, before he even put any tokens in the video machine, he stuck his semi-erect cock through the hole.
I immediately took it in my hand and lifted it up as I moved my head forward to take it into my mouth. As tokens were being dropped into the machine in his booth, he groaned as my wet, warm mouth enveloped his cock, and it grew to full hardness in just seconds. I pulled off it so I could get a look at it. It was uncut and about six inches long. Thickness wise, he was about average as well. When I put it back in my mouth, I slid all the way down his shaft and deep-throated him for a few seconds.
"Oh fuck, shit!" he groaned in a whisper, feeling me taking all of his meat down my throat.
Soon I had him squirming against the partition as he moaned and groaned quietly from the pleasure my mouth was bringing his cock. And then, after only just a few minutes of being sucked on, without any words of warning, he began to shoot off in my mouth, whimpering like a hurt dog as he came.
After I had swallowed every drop of his seed, he yanked his sensitive prick free from my still sucking mouth, stepped back, and worked to shove the still half-hard cock back through the open zipper of his pants. As he was doing so, with him standing back now, I finally got a look at him, and my mouth gaped. I knew this guy! His name was Dave, and he was the star quarterback at my school!
My mouth was still hanging opening in disbelief as he exited the booth just a few seconds later. I couldn't believe that I had just sucked off - and swallowed the cum of – the quarterback at my high school! This guy was straight, had a girlfriend, and was so fucking hot that he made most of the girls wet and had the gay guys drooling and dreaming about sucking his cock… and I just did! And he didn't even know it! I hoped he'd come back again, but who knew if he would, or if he did, if I would even be there then. Perhaps, though, I could use what I knew to my advantage some time…
I didn't have time to think too much about it just then, though, as the door to the other booth opened again. This guy wanted to suck some cock, and when I told him that I was only looking to suck, he surprised me by dropping his pants and presenting his cock to me through the hole, rather than leaving.
After he came and left, I waited in the booth for another twenty minutes or so, but no one else came in… oh well, there was always tomorrow, and I'd definitely be back to enjoy my new found glory as a cocksucker, sucking anonymous cock after anonymous cock at that glory hole, not just tomorrow, but every day after that, too!
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