By: alex77019
Many years ago, when I was a senior in college, as I was crossing the campus I needed to use the men's room, so I entered a campus building and looked for the washroom. I found it, down in the basement.
I chose the first stall, and as I entered, the walls were all covered with graffiti, the usual stuff that guys write on walls. When I took a seat, I turned my head to the other wall to read some of it and noticed there was a hole in the wooden divider between my stall and the next one. The hole was pretty big, and before I even had time to start doing what I went in there to do, another guy entered the stall next to mine.
After a few moments, I could hear a noise coming from his stall. It was quiet, rhythmic, and somewhat familiar sounding. Leaning forward, I found myself peeking through the hole in the wall, and there, in my full view, was another young college guy sitting on the can, leaning back, and stroking his semi-erect dick.
At first I moved my face away. I had never had any thoughts or desires towards other men. I was only into girls, and thought how fucked up it was that I had looked. Despite this, moments later, I found myself looking again. They guy's cock was rock hard now. I had never seen another man's cock before, except in straight porn, and I found myself almost mesmerized by the sight of it. I told myself that is why I couldn't stop looking, it was simply a matter of seeing something I had never seen before, sheer curiosity.
Then something else fucked up happened… my cock started to get hard! I couldn't believe it! Why had I sprung a rod from seeing another guy's hard dick? I wasn't queer, I knew that. What the fuck was going on? I wanted to pull up my pants and get the hell out of there, but my body didn't move. It was like I was frozen in place. And then, while still looking through the hole, I realized I had unconsciously started to stroke my own cock now, too!
Suddenly, the guy straightened up, leaned forward on the toilet and looked at the hole. I quickly pulled my head back, but I was pretty sure he saw that I had been watching him. Standing up, I reached down for my underwear, and the next thing I knew, the guy stuck his finger through the hole. I had no idea why, but he fingered the hole a couple of times and then he leaned his face near the hole and told me to shove my cock through it.
My first instinct was to finish pulling up my pants and get the hell out of there as fast as possible, but my cock was so fucking hard, and I surprised even myself as I began to shuffle my feet over to the hole in the wall. Nervously, I pushed my cock through it, and the head of my dick was immediately engulfed by a wet, warm mouth.
The mouth continued to move forward on my dick, and then began to move up and down on it. I'd been with girls, and had had a good number of blowjobs before, but this blowjob was like none of those. It was like nothing I had ever known before! God it felt so good, and I found myself pressing my body hard against the divider and moaning up a storm.
Needless to say, I didn't last long, and as soon as I had finished unloading down the guy's throat, I immediately yanked my cock out of the hole and was instantly filled with feelings of guilt and shame. I couldn't get my pants up fast enough, and then I threw open the stall door and ran out of there. I couldn't believe what I had done, what I had allowed to happen, and vowed that something like that would never happen again.
Over the next two days, the guilt and shame intensified, but at the same time I couldn't stop thinking about that blowjob. Not just how good it had felt, but how good it had been. By the third day, that's all I could think about and found myself back in that washroom, in that same stall with the hole in it. No one else was in the washroom, but I decided to sit on the toilet and wait around.
As I waited, I played with myself and got hard and stayed hard. After sitting there for about half an hour, someone finally entered the washroom, and they went right to the next stall. I saw an eye look through the hole at me, and then the guy knelt on the floor in front of it. I could tell that it wasn't the same guy as last time, but I didn't need a sign this time to tell me what he wanted me to do, and I just got up, walked over to the hole and stuck my dick through.
Just like last time, the blowjob was incredible! Also just like last time, I didn't last very long, quickly cumming in the guy's mouth. I left just as quickly, too, and, again, vowed that I would never do anything like that ever again.
But, I did go back, quite a few more times, managing to get sucked off most of the times I went there, quickly getting over any feelings of guilt or shame. The amazing blowjobs I got through that hole were just too good to feel guilty about!
To any straight guys out there who may have heard that guys give better head than girls, I can tell you that it is absolutely true! If you haven't ever tried it, I highly recommend that you do! You don't know what you're missing!
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Hot story. I love glory holes, from both sides of the wall.
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