The Gloryhole: a Sissy Exposed

Chapter One: Your First Visit

You'd been thinking about it for a long time: going to a gloryhole. Sucking your first ever real life cock anonymously. You'd been watching sissy hypno for years now, you wanted so badly to taste a dick, to taste someone else's cum. But you were afraid. Afraid of being recognized if you downloaded grindr or some other hook up app. You were a fairly respected and well known professor at the local college, after all. If people found out you were a secret sissy... you didn't even want to think about it! So you consigned yourself to a life of secretly wearing a clitty cage or a buttplug under your boy clothes and only dressing up and playing with dildos at home.

But then you learned about a local gloryhole and everything changed! Finally, there was a way for you to get what you craved, without the same risk of exposure! The only person who would have to know was the guy at the front who ran the store that the gloryhole was in the back of. You had to request access from him. But you were fairly sure he was an out of towner who commuted in.

And so, one day, after gooning to sissy hypno at home, you finally decide to say fuck it and take the plunge! Quickly, before you lose your nerve, you hop in your car and drive out to the store, parking in a different store's parking lot in case anyone recognized your car. You flip your hoodie up and put on a baseball cap to further hide your identity and slip into the store.

"Evening," the man says cooly. You swallow your pride and, taking a deep breath in, whisper to him that you're here for the gloryhole. He smiles. "First time?" You nod shyly. "Don't worry, you'll love it" he reassures you, placing a hand on the small of your back as he leads you through a door at the back of the store.

"There are two stalls," he explains. "One marked 'hole' the other marked 'John.' Pick whichever you like based on what you want to do." He stands there, watching you, waiting for you to pick. Blushing, you start towards the one marked 'hole.' He smiles again. "Thought so!" he says with a chuckle.

"Since you're just dropping in, I can't guarantee when, if, or how many men will pop by to use the other stall. But... if you enjoy yourself, you can always call me in advance and I can... set things up so you don't have to wait and you can have as many men visit as you'd like" He passes you a discreet business card with nothing but a phone number on it. You take it an put it in your pocket.

"I hope you enjoy yourself..." he says with a wink, before returning to the main store as you step in to the 'hole' stall and lock the door behind you.

Your heart races as you strip down to just your panties and cage. You keep them on, wanting to feel like a true sissy while you suck your first cock. There's nowhere to sit in this stall, so you kneel on the ground, noticing how surprisingly clean the owner keeps the stall, given all you imagine goes on in here.

As you wait for a cock to appear, your imagination runs wild with the thoughts of what you're about to do: suck some anonymous dick at a gloryhole! You think to yourself about how much you love the concept of a gloryhole, of mutual anonymity. He won't know who you are and you won't know him. Just the mutual joy of being anonymous. No strings attached. Everything is simple. He wants his cock sucked and his cum swallowed and you want to be the one to do that! Then you'll both be on your way, never to know who the other was.

You kneel there waiting for a while, longer than you'd like to have been waiting, eager for dick.

Then it happens. Without warning, a real life cock pokes through the hole into your stall.

You suck your breath in as you look at it. It's thick and meaty looking, but still an approachable size for your first time. The man is circumcised, like you, and his red-purple cock head is leaking a dollop of precum.

You lick your lips and slide over to it, grabbing it gently by the base -- or at least, the closest to the base you can get with the wall in the way. You gasp as you hold another man's penis for the first time. It's warm and both soft and hard all at the same time. Slowly, you lower your lips to the tip and give it a kiss, tasting the salty precum waiting for you.

And from that very first taste, you were hooked.

You run your tongue all over the length of the man's shaft, tasting every inch of him. It was so much better than a dildo! While this was your first time sucking a real cock, you had lots and lots of practice with your dildo at home, so you start to bob your head on it and do all the techniques you learned from all those sissy hypno trainers. He's differently sized than your dildo, but you make the adjustment easily. You want him to cum so badly, you can't wait to taste it.

Your mind starts to wander as you slobber on this anonymous man's cock: This cock could belong to anyone. Maybe even someone you know! Maybe your neighbour? Maybe your coworker? Maybe your boss? Your clitty tingles as you think about the naughtiness of sucking off someone you know without either of you realizing. Or is it hotter if they're a total stranger? Someone you'll never meet but someone who you will forever know what their cock tastes like... what their cum tastes like... It turns you on just thinking about it. You feel more salty precum leak into your mouth and you eagerly swallow it down.

You suck this stranger's cock, tasting and savouring every inch of it. You never thought you would ever be on your knees, worshipping a stranger's dick, but here you are, doing exactly that. And you couldn't be happier.

You let it fill your mouth, gagging as it reached the back of your throat. You stroke it lovingly while you suck it, making your mystery man moan in the other stall. But you don't even register his moan. You're in your own little world. It's just you and this anonymous cock. You moan as you close your eyes and suck it.

You want to make this stranger cum. You want that so badly. You work for it, servicing him like a good little cock sucking sissy slut. His moans are more consistent now and they fill your ears, sounding like the sweetest music. Suddenly, you realize you want him to remember this. You're certain that you'll never forget it and you want him to never forget it as well. You want to please and impress this stranger. You want to be a good sissy for him.

You love having cock in your mouth. To suck. To slurp. To stroke. All for that tasty cum. You can't believe you waited this long to come here. You knew, even from this first one, that you would absolutely be back.

You keep working his dick, worshipping every inch of it, loving every second you spend with it in your mouth. You can taste more and more precum. You reach your other hand out and, without stopping your stroking or sucking, you try to reach through the hole a bit and massage his balls, encouraging them to give you your reward.

You love this stranger's cock. Don't you? You can hardly believe it, but it's true. You have absolutely no clue about what this man looks like, what his personality is, or even what his name is. And yet, you love his cock. You worship it with your lips, your tongue, and your fingers.

He's getting close. You can feel it pulse in your hand and in your mouth. You feel his hips buck into the wall, trying to get deeper into your mouth.

Then suddenly you hear it. He knocks on the wall as he starts to explode in your mouth, shooting rope after rope of thick, salty cum on your tongue. You don't stop sucking or stroking though, you keep going, milking out every last drop into your eager and greedy mouth.

The taste is incredible. Better than you could have ever imagined. You like the taste of your own cum, but it pales in comparison to a fresh load from another man -- an anonymous man. You moan in pure ecstasy as you swallow it all down.

You did it. You're a certified cock sucking, cum swallowing sissy slut!

As the man slowly slips his dick out of your mouth and hand and back through the hole in the wall, you let out a small whimper, sad that he's leaving, sad that the fun is over.

Your heart races as you take stock of everything that just happened. You know for certain, that this is only the first of what will be many visits. That your life has been forever changed.

You wait around a while longer, but, much to your dismay, no one else comes to visit the gloryhole. Eventually, you stand back up, your knees aching a bit from how long you've been kneeling, and get dressed again. As you pull your pants on, you remember the business card in your pocket. Next time, you're definitely calling ahead. You want to know what it's like to suck more than one man off in one sitting!

You open the door and slip out and back into the main store. The owner sees you and smiles. "So I'll be hearing from you?" he asks, patting the phone beside him. You nod, shyly. "Good" he says, pleased with your response.

You tuck your head down, put on your hat and hood and head back to your car, your mind swirling with memories of what just happened.

Chapter Two: Going Back for Seconds

You already wanted to call the owner of the gloryhole the very next day. But you didn't want to seem so desperate. Plus, you had student papers to grade. Finally, after it had been a few days and you had gotten through all of your grading, you pull the business card out and dialled the number.

"Hello?" the owner answers after a couple of rings. You explain to him you were in for your first time the other day and that he gave you this number to call if you wanted to set something up in advance. He chuckles warmly when you finish your explanation. "Yes, I remember you! I knew you would have fun. I've been waiting for your call," he says, before adding your name at the end of the sentence. For a moment, your blood runs cold and panic sets in. Oh god, he knows who you are.

"Don't worry" he reassures you, his voice calm and soothing. "Your secret is safe with me. Trust me." You calm down as he reassures you. Discretion is a must in his line of work; you believe him.

"So," he says, "when do you want to come back? And how many men would you like to have visit?" You timidly explain that you want to come in as soon as possible and see as many as possible. He chuckles his warm chuckle again. "I knew you were a little slut when you first came in. I'll see what I can do. One moment."

You blush as he calls you a slut. Despite your fears, it is a little bit thrilling that someone knows the truth about you. The shame you feel as being known as a sissy makes you feel even sluttier, even hornier. It would be different with people you actually know, though. You still don't want them to know your secret.

"Okay" the owner says to you, bringing you out of your swirling thoughts with a start, "Come in in two hours" he tells you, "the hole' stall will be ready for you." You say thank you, the excitement in your voice betraying you. "See you soon sissy" the owner says before hanging up, leaving you with tingles in your clitty.

Time seems to slow down as the two hour wait feels like it takes ages. You just can't wait to get on your knees and suck some anonymous cock again! Finally, it's time to go. You pull in and park in the store's parking lot, forgetting, in your haste to get on your knees, to park in a different store's parking lot like last time.

You walk in to the store and the owner smiles at you. "You know where you belong" he says, sending shivers down your body. You slip past him, into the back area, and into the 'hole' stall.

You bite your lip in excitement as you undress down to your panties and clitty cage. Feeling more adventurous this time, you're also wearing a small butt plug, which brushes against your prostate every now and again, reminding you of its presence. You sink, eagerly, to your knees in front of the hole in the wall.

As you wait for your first visitor, you wonder what kind of cock will come through the wall? How long will he last? Will he give you a small or large load? Will his cum be thick or thin? In the end, it doesn't matter. You're here to suck cock. It doesn't matter what shape, it doesn't matter what size. You just want cock in your mouth. To take it deep. To make it cum. It feels so good to make a stranger cum. Every new cock is an opportunity to try something new.

As though your thoughts had summoned it, your first mystery man sticks his already hard cock through the hole in the wall, ready to be serviced by you. He's circumcised like the last guy, but thicker, and longer too. But not by much.

Your second anonymous cock! You take hold of it and start to stroke it before leaning in and running your tongue all up and down the underside of his shaft. He tastes different than the last man. Just as good, just as manly, but different. As you take the head into your wet and hungry mouth, you wonder just how many different men use this place? Would you be able to recognize someone's cock if he came back for more?

As you start to bob your head on this anonymous man's penis, you wonder how the owner set these up. He must know everyone who comes here. You're grateful that he's so discreet. A thought pops into your mind as you think about the owner: maybe it was his cock that you sucked the first time you came here. That was the naughty part of the gloryhole, you never really knew who's cock you'd sucked! Or who had sucked you... except the owner would know who had sucked him. You feel another tingle in your clitty as you think about the idea of someone knowing you had sucked him off, without you knowing who he was.

You close your eyes as you take the cock in front of you deep into your throat. Loving the feeling of it filling you your mouth. You want to please him like the last guy. You want to have him calling the owner, requesting your mouth and tongue again. What made the last guy moan? Was it going as deep as you can? Maybe it was your rhythm? Maybe it was your tongue? Maybe it was one hand at the base?

You try swirling your tongue around the tip, savouring the taste of him. You'll do anything for that cum. You can only fit about half of it in your mouth before you start gagging. God he really is thick! You try to be a good cock sucker and take it deeper, feeling it push at the back of your throat, before returning to bobbing on it, sucking and licking it as you do, hitting the back of your throat with every thrust.

You hear a knock and know what's coming. You feel the hot load on your tongue and you greedily slurp it down with an emphatic moan. This man was quieter than your first visitor, but his load was just as satisfying. You give his cock a quick couple kisses good bye as he pulls it away from you and disappears. You'll never know whose cock you just sucked, whose load you just swallowed. You sigh, happily, feeling like such a slut.

But you're not done yet. Moments later, the taste of the previous man's cock still on your breath, another man sticks his dick through the hole, waiting to be serviced. It's smaller in both length and girth than the last one, but that doesn't matter to you. You're here to suck cock. Any cock. And you've got work to do.

Already warmed up, you dive right in and start sucking him like a desperate whore. You feel like such a slut, sucking off multiple men -- multiple anonymous men -- back to back like this.

You start to stroke him and run your tongue all over his dick, exploring and worshipping every inch of it. You especially love the way his bulbous cock head feels between your lips. Every stranger tastes different. Each cock has a different texture. Are they absolutely rock hard? Or is there a little give when you push. Either way makes you try harder. You want them to remember this.

You focus on your technique, making your mouth feel like a pussy. Soft, warm, wet. No teeth. You concentrate, meticulously worshipping this anonymous stranger's penis. You make love to his cock with your mouth, taking it as deep as you can, trying to touch your chin to his balls and your nose to the little bit of his pelvis you can see through the hole.

You thrust your head up and down his shaft, sucking him base to tip and back again. He moans and grunts on the other side of the wall. It's music to your ears.

Needing a break, you pull off of his shaft and start to jerk him, your eyes glued to the slit of his dick. You'd never realized how beautiful cocks were from this angle, all slick with precum and your slutty saliva. A wet cock from below might be the most beautiful thing you've ever seen.

Your hand speeds up as you imagine your thick, white, and slaty reward oozing out of his slit. You want it. You want it so badly. You need to make him cum!

He knocks and, like a good cock sucker should, you immediately place your tongue on the underside of his big head as he shoots out salty ropes of sticky cum onto your tongue. You look up at where you imagine his face would be. But you'll never see his face. He's another completely anonymous stranger who's load is painting your tongue white. You're just a wet hole to him. And you love it.

You swallow his load down, adding it to the growing amount of cum in your belly. You feel lightheaded, almost drunk on cum. But you're not satisfied yet. You can't get enough cock and cum. You want more. You need more.

Your prayers are answered as a third cock pokes through the hole. It isn't as thick as the first, but its the longest one of the night. Your hands shake with pleasure and adrenaline as you reach out for it and slurp the head into your mouth. God this feels so good: to be on your knees, sucking cock, after cock, after cock. The owner was right. This is where you belong.

You feel yourself slipping into an almost trace like state as you suck this man's dick. Up and down, up and down. You moan softly as you close your eyes, rhythmically bobbing your head on your latest anonymous lover. This must be what heaven is. On your knees for your God, just endlessly worshipping cock.

Suddenly, the man's knocking breaks you from your reverie. You have no idea how long you've been sucking him off, but you sigh in happiness as he unloads his more watery jizz into your hungry mouth.

Yet another man pokes his dick through the hole, demanding your mouth. Another knock. Another load down your throat. Then another. And another. Your life is nothing but a haze of sucking, knocking, and cum. And you swallow every single drop down.

If you didn't feel it before, you certainly feel cum drunk now. It's almost as if you can feel the cum inside your belly, sloshing around. Your naked chest is covered with drool, your jaw and neck are sore from all the sucking, and you're sweaty and exhausted. But still, when the last cock pulls away, you look up at the hole, hopeful for more.

Unfortunately, no more men arrive. With a pout, you finally stand, your knees cracking stiffly as you do so. You stretch your sore body and then put your clothes back on, every movement causing the buttplug to prod your prostate. You nearly have a sissygasm just from the buttplug and from how hot this whole situation was. But you take slow deep breaths and feel yourself back off from the edge.

Slowly, you make your way out of the stall and into the main store.

"There's our little cock sucker!" The owner beams at you. "You have fun? You look like you had fun" You nod, a mix of shame and pride bubbling within you. "You love this, don't ya?" He asks, stepping closer to you. "You love being a cum guzzling slut for anonymous men" You blush and nod again. "Do you wonder about them? About who it is you're throating?"

He leans even more in and whispers in your ear: "Does it turn you on thinking you might know these men in your every day life?" A shiver runs through your body. The idea that these anonymous cocks could belong to people you know -- your friends, your coworkers, you students, your family even! -- both panics and excites you. Your clitty strains against the cage and your ass clamps down on the buttplug.