When it Began
I rang the doorbell. I was on the job delivering pizza to an apartment in a high rise complex. A late 20ish Arab dude opens the door. He's in a one piece white robe looking very Middle Eastern. I hand off the pie. He sets it down and he gives me enough money to cover pizza.
Then he takes out an extra twenty and pushes it into my front pocket. I see it coming but I freeze up not knowing what to do. He lingers resting his fingers in my front pocket against my thigh. I'm still just standing there my mind racing. I know it's a sexual act or at least it was to me. I was young and my cock was rock hard from the moment he pushed those finger along my thigh inside the pocket. He withdrew his hand from my pocket and pulled out another twenty. He fingered the new twenty and slid it into the top of my pants. His digits push down inside my jeans and over my underwear making contact my boner. Now he knows how turned on I am.
I'm still frozen in fear and arousal standing silently in the entryway. I would not speak thru the whole encounter. He pulls his hand out of my pants and I let him unbutton my jeans and open my fly. He pressed his palm over by engorged penis and then pushes my underwear down enough for my erection to pop out to attention. He grabs ahold of my cock and I have a rush of excitement. To this point I'd never really thought about if or how far I'd go with another guy. The only gay fantasies I had involved the gay gloryholes I'd read about and I when I wacked to them always pictured chicks on the other side. Now I had a dude giving me a hand job and I didn't want him to stop.
He only played with my cock for a few short strokes. Holding me by my cock he pulls me to the bathroom. Once in the bathroom he pulls his white robe over his head and revels his naked body and his erect penis. I don't notice much about him because I'm totally focused on his dick. It's bigger but not longer than mine dark skinned and uncut. He'd dragged me to the bathroom but I'm still just flooded with adrenalin, horny as hell and full of fear unable to move and not sure what to do next. Now secluded in the bathroom he proceeded to push down my pants down. For a brief time he held our cocks one in each hand stroking them. When he release his grip on our dicks he guided my hand to his cock.
I grabbed ahold and stroked the first hard cock I'd ever seen. I was fascinated by the way the foreskin uncovered and then concealed the head as I pumped it. He didn't take too much time till he grabbed the back of my head and pushed my face to his penis. I was so happy wanking him and would have gladly wacked him off but putting a cock in my mouth seemed out of the question for me. He pushed but I resisted. He released me and I stood back up and I continued to stroke his cock while he handled mine. He turned to the sink next to us and lost my grip on his cock. He made up some soapy water and gripped his cock with it. I had no idea what he's up. I figured he was cleaning it for me to suck. I was too turned on to stop but still not sure I would blow him. He turned me around and before I understood what was coming he pressed his soapy boner up against my bunghole. The uncut head pressed up to my hole felt wonderful. He had ahold of my cock and I was very close to cuming.
Then he forced himself inside me. I felt the stabbing pain of having a fully erect penis shoved up into my tight virgin asshole and I just jerked away. His shaft slid out of me. I was not ready or willing to get fucked up the ass. Now that I'd realized there was no way I wanted him to fuck me. I immediately decided the blow job was the better option and decided to try to suck his dick which was now covered with soap and ass. My thinking was that had to rinse him off so I could enjoy sucking his penis. I was still so shook up and dry mouthed that I couldn't speak. He didn't get my move to turn on the sink to rinse off his dick and it spooked him. He rushed to put his robe back on and I pulled up my pants and I left in a hurry. Neither of us was willing to say anything and so our encounter ended without a happy ending.
I'll always regret not sucking and not fucking that Arab dude, but I wasn't through yet. I worked the rest of my shift and planned what I would do next. I had been so turned on by my encounter that I had to get more and I knew how and where I had to go to get it. The local adult book store might just have those gloryholes I'd read about.
I had only recently turned 18 and I'd never been in this book store before. I'd seen empty gloryholes in my only previous visit to a different dirty book store a few months before. I walked back into the arcade. I wanted a blow job and I wanted it now. There were a few guys hanging around the outside of the booths and most of the booths had the light on and seemed occupied. I had a little change in my pocket so when I got into an empty booth I popped in a quarter and the movie started. I had no interest in the movie.
I was in luck the booth had gloryholes in both adjoining walls. There was light in the booth to my right and I stared thru the gloryhole and watched in amazement as the dude in the booth stroked his wood. He turned his dick at the gloryhole and I shook in excitement as it approached the hole. I had been focused on getting my cock sucked but when this 6 inch hard-on came thru the hole I knew I was going to put it in my mouth. I grabbed the shaft and held his cock tight. I stroked and explored it with my hands. Soon I kneeled down and faced the one eyed head of his cut cock. The dick bounced up a little on its own as if to say "suck me." I opened wide and took the enlarged head of his dick into my mouth. It was smooth and warm and the taste was so arousing. I explored the tip and hole of his rock hard cock with my tongue. I pulled back to look at how beautiful it was and measure it up for a deeper trip into my mouth. When I did, he pulled back and gave me the finger.
