My name is Rick. My girlfriend Janey and I love traveling. It was her first time in New York. I've been one other time, but this was her first.
We had just finished dinner and not a few drinks at some sports bar near Times Square. We wandered through the Square laughing at all the weirdos and dodging the tourists.
We were looking for some Irish pub someone on the subway told us about.
"I think it's this way," Janey said as she yanked me down a side street. I was more than a little tipsy, so I stumbled that way. We were having fun wandering the streets and laughing and kissing and touching each other in public. Being a little naughty.
That's when she saw the video arcade.
Uh-oh.
I knew what the big neon 25-cent sign in the window meant. Glory holes. I already started to feel myself get a little hard.
Janey reached over and rubbed my dick through my slacks. I pulled her hand away. She gave me a devilish grin that made me even harder.
She grabbed my hand and pulled me towards the door. I stopped her.
"What are you doing?"
"I know you fantasize about glory holes." I was instantly embarrassed, but my dick stayed rock hard. "If you don't clear your browser history, you're essentially telling me what you like."
I started to think I might be in trouble.
"We'll go in here. You go in one booth and I'll go in the other. I'll blow you while you watch nasty gay porn on the video screen."
I couldn't believe this. It wasn't anything I'd ever imagined before, but I loved that my girlfriend thought of it.
"Probably the closest you'll ever get to whatever it was you were fantasizing about?"
"You're serious?"
She rubbed my cock, which was so hard it would be impossible to hide my thick 8 inch pole from anyone who passed by.
"Fuck it."
She cheered.
We went inside. If I were here alone, I'd do the whole ruse of looking throughout the store before "discovering" the door to the glory hole booths. But Janey wasted no time. She dragged me right up to the counter, my hard-on visible to the half dozen or so men wandering the store and the cute tattooed woman behind the counter.
"Gimme two rolls of quarters," Janey said.
My eyes bulged. "That's a lot."
Janey just grinned.
She paid, got the quarters and led me through the door.
It was dark in the small hallway and it took a second for my eyes to adjust. Only blacklights provided any visibility. Once my eyes adjusted, I could see that there were 5 doors on either side of the hallway.
Janey went for the first door. She motioned for me to go into the next booth. I did and then I shut and locked the door behind me. Well, I tried to lock it, but it seemed to be broken. I shut the door tightly. People don't want to share booths, that's what the hole is for. Anonymity.
I could see light flickering through the glory hole from Janey's booth. She was already picking out her porn.