Gloryholes an Oral Discovery

Skip forward several years from my first visits to the booths, and I began to research on a couple of sites about different gloryhole/booth locations round the country. I also began to read more and more stories about visiting gloryholes. I really liked the idea of anonymous sex. No strings attached, no issues of looks, no issues about performance or abilities, just enjoy yourself no matter what side of the wall you were on. That has led me to where I am today.

A year ago, I had the chance to do a road trip across the US (well from the Midwest to the west coast). I started searching for places to explore these cravings that had been building for a long time. I wanted to make sure that if I was going through with this that I would go to a place where no one would know me or catch me entering or leaving an ABS. I found one in South Dakota, in a little town called Tea. Who would have guessed that this is where I would find a way to explore and act on my curiosity.

My first visit was less than stellar. I don't think I have ever been that nervous before. I had read that this place had several booths as well as two theaters in the back section of the business, and an adult toy/lingerie, and accessories area in the front. The two areas are separate from each other and have their own entrances. The booth and theater area is accessed in the back of the building, away from the main street. I parked in the back lot, knowing I needed to explore these feelings that have been building for so long. I waited for a few minutes and finally got out and entered. My heart was pounding out of my chest as I walked up to the counter. There was a very pierced and tattooed woman at the counter who took my money for the arcade (booth) section and gave me a ticket to enter. I looked down the hall, which was dimly lit and slide my ticket into the slot next to the hallway entrance. Pushing past the turnstile, as I decided no or never. The hallway seemed very dark and I could barely make out the walls or any turns in the hall. I came to a T section and leaned against the wall to let my eyes adjust. A few men walked past and the last one, a large framed white man ran his hand across my crotch and grabbed at my cock. It caught me off guard and then he was gone around the corner. I went in the opposite direction, turning to see two doors to my left and two at the end of the hall. All but one door were closed and I could now hear sounds of porn playing. I slowly walked to the open door, entered the booth and locked the door. These booths were much bigger than the ones I had been in so many years ago. The one I was in looked to be big enough to fit 3-4 people. There was a small bench against one wall and a TV on the opposite wall. I figured out the video system and found a video of some hot guy sucking a large cock. It was then that I saw the hole in the wall near the door. I lowered my pant sand began to play with my cock. I was so nervous; I couldn't get more than semi-hard. Then I saw something I had never seen before, a very thick short cock in the hole. I was amazed, it was about 4" but super thick. I reached out, seeing my hand shaking, and took hold of that thick cock and started stroking. What was odd, looking back at this visit, I wanted to go there to try sucking a cock, and now with one in my hand, I just couldn't do it. I have no idea why I didn't just lean down and taste that cock, but it was like I was frozen to do anything but stroke it. This was obviously not what that guy wanted and after a moment he left. Almost instantly another cock appeared, longer, but much thinner. Again, all I could do is stroke it. Then he pulled out and I slide my semi-soft cock thru. He sucked for a little, but my mind was spinning, and I just couldn't get hard. Odd that I was so nervous as I wanted to do this so badly and for so long. Well, the second guy left and I went back to the videos. I continued to pay with my cock but just couldn't get hard. After what seemed like forever, I heard the door close to the neighbor booth. Without signaling or anything else, and average sized cock came through the hole. I touched and it finally my mind clicked into gear, and I leaned down and took it into my mouth. It felt so warm and hard at the same time.

I was ready to suck this cock and see if I could make him cum, but he pulled back. I heard him say sorry, then his cock came back through the hole and as I grabbed it, he began to cum, all over my hand and the floor, guess he was ready to go before he went in the booth. He left right afterwards, and I went about cleaning my hand off. I stood there for a while, not sure what to do with myself. The booth next door was occupied again and as I looked through the hole, I saw a guy sitting on the bench seat, just stroking himself. I didn't know what to do and eventually decided to leave. I drove back to my hotel, stripped naked, and began to stroke my now hard cock (has a mind of it's own sometimes). The images of what had happened rolled through my head as I began to cum all over myself. After cleaning up, I knew that I would have to return here someday and try to be calmer and have a better experience.