Erotic Story: Glory Hole Trap part one

By Beaumonte Bill.

I’m a pretty traditional guy- I think men and women should be together and don’t go in for any of that “same sex” crap. I like being a man and just don’t understand how a guy could ever suck a cock.

A few weeks ago I broke up with my girlfriend and I was seriously horny. I really didn’t like jacking off – I really needed to find a girl to take care of me. That night I went to a local singles bar hoping to score.

After a few hours and a few drinks I realized that I wasn’t getting lucky tonight. As I drove home from the bar I saw an adult bookstore that featured a video arcade. I knew that there were glory holes there and decided to give them a try.

I entered and purchased some tokens and walked back to the video booths. I found an empty booth and put tokens into the machine. I flipped through the movies and found one with a woman sucking a guy’s cock. That’s what I wanted – a woman in her rightful place – on her knees. Damn I really needed to cum, and this was just making it worse. I looked to my right and saw a glory hole and someone was looking at me through the hole. Fingers were inviting me to the hole. I really needed to cum and soon had my cock out and put it through the hole.

What a wonderful feeling! An experienced mouth was sucking me, but I was so horny I only lasted a few minutes before blowing my load. It was the best blowjob I had ever had! I pulled out and zipped back up and left.

I drove home, much relieved.

The next day I found myself thinking about that blowjob. I had no idea who did it, but they were very talented. I told myself that it was a really hot babe, but I couldn’t help but think that it might have been a guy. I sure didn’t want to be sucked by some faggot, so I convinced myself it was a woman.

Several days later I was horny again and returned to the book store. I found an open booth and selected an arousing movie to watch. I stroked my cock, waiting for someone to suck me. In a few minutes I heard someone enter the booth next to me, and saw their fingers inviting me to the hole. I put my cock through the hole and enjoyed the sucking. I wasn’t as horny this time, so I didn’t cum as quickly. That allowed me to enjoy the sucking longer. This gal really knew how to suck a cock! After a few more minutes I was cumming. They held my cock in their mouth until I pulled out. I heard a man’s voice say, “thanks man.”

As I zippped up I looked at the hole and saw that the “woman” who just blew me had a mustache. It was a great blowjob but I was pissed that it was a man. As I left I just said, “yeh faggot!”

I drove home upset by the deception.

The next day I tried to put it out of my mind, but the pleasure of the blowjob kept coming back to me. After a while I began to accept that I was blown by a guy, and began to think that maybe those were the maybe the very best blowjobs.

After a few more days I was horny again, and began to think I could accept a blowjob from a faggot. I returned to the book store and back to my usual booth. I stroked my hard cock, waiting for a cocksucker. Soon someone entered the next booth and offered me their mouth. This time I realized that it was a faggot who wanted to suck me. Soon he was sucking me, and I was enjoying a first class blowjob.

As he sucked me I pushed my cock all the way into the hole and he gagged on it. I pulled back and plunged in again, making him gag a second time. I got even more excited realizing that I was showing this faggot what a real man is like. I gagged him a few more times and he pulled off me – the fucking faggot stopped sucking me. Just the same I had began to cum and I pictured myself shooting all over him. After I finished shooting I pulled back out, satisfied that I showed this faggot what a real man was.

I left and drove home, feeling especially good about the blowjob. There was something special about having my way with this faggot.

Over the next few days I grew horny again and this time decided to be more aggressive. I entered the book shop and browsed the magazines. There was a gay section and I watched for guys looking there. One guy timidly approached the section and began looking at the magazines. I approached him and said, “see anything you like?”

He started to walk away but I grabbed him by the arm and said, “I know what you want, and I’ll be glad to give it to you.”

“I don’t know,” he said.

“We both know you want it!” I said, “so come into the back and you’ll get it.”

I walked to the entrance of the video booth section and looked back. He was visibly scared, but started to follow me.

I walked back to an empty booth and stood at the door while the faggot approached.

He entered the booth and I followed, closing the door. “I’ve never done this before,” he said.

“That will all change today,” I said, as I unzipped, “now get down on your knees and suck.”

He was really nervous but he obeyed. I really liked the power I had over him. I put my cock in his mouth and he began to suck me slowly.

“Move your tongue around, faggot,” I said. I was really enjoyed imposing my sexual will on him.

As I hardened I felt the need to take charge of the situation and took hold of his head in my hands and pulled him close, making him gag. I face fucked him and truly loved the feeling. He continued to gag with every stroke but soon I was cumming and filled his faggot mouth with my hot seed. As I was pumping the last of my cum into his mouth I saw that tears were running down his cheeks. I pulled out of his mouth and shook the last drops of cum onto his clothes. As I left, I said, “What a wimpy fucking faggot,” and left him kneeling there as I left.

As I drove home I felt really proud of my taking charge of the situation, and looked forward to more.

Part two here

Eric Boga

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