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My Gloryhole Experience
by Dan W. (dan_w31@yahoo.com)

***

This is a true story of the summer I spent at my 
grandmother's house in Indianapolis, Indiana. I was 16 
at the time. During my walks around the area, I had 
noticed an adult book store on Washington Street (aka 
US Highway 40). I finally worked up the nerve to enter 
the store, figuring the worst that could happen was 
that I'd be promptly kicked out. I wasn't! (MM/m-teen, 
underage, 1st-gay-expr, oral, voy, glory)
 
***

Part I.

I had my first experience with Adult Book Stores and 
Gloryholes when I was just 16. Yes, nowadays that's 
way too young (legally speaking) to go into an ABS and 
you'd probably not make it to the door, much less 
through it. But this was back in 1967. I don't know if 
there was a minimum legal age or not, but I know that 
if there was, it wasn't enforced.

I lived in South-Central Indiana, but was spending the 
summer with my Grandmother in Indianapolis. I had a 
driver's license, but no car, so most of my travel was 
done on foot. She lived on the East side of 
Indianapolis, several blocks North of East Washington 
Street. It was not unusual back then for a kid to take 
off in the morning and be gone all day, which is 
exactly what I usually did. During my travels, I often 
passed a XXX bookstore which was kind of tucked into a 
small cul-de-sac just off of Washington Street.

To get to it, there was this short alley which opened 
up into a small parking lot and then the storefront, 
which faced Washington Street so you could see the big 
red neon "XXX" as you passed. Of course, I always 
looked at it as I passed, wondering what was inside, 
since I'd never been in an ABS before. After a couple 
of weeks of walking past, I decided to go inside to 
see what happened. 

I'd never been inside an XXX-rated store before and 
didn't have any idea what to expect, but I had a few 
dollars in my pocket and plenty of time. I figured the 
worst that could happen was I'd be told to leave. I 
walked up the short drive and through the parking lot 
to the door, hesitating more than a little before 
finally pushing through. 

I saw an older guy (of course, back then, damned near 
everyone was older!) standing behind a counter who 
looked me up and down, frowned a bit and then said hi. 
I said hi in return and walked a little further into 
the store. Getting no resistance, I walked around 
inside, looking at all of the magazines, which is what 
they had more than anything else. 

I walked around a couple of times and noticed a door 
leading back into a darkened corridor where I'd 
occasionally see someone walking around. As I passed 
the counter, the guy behind it asked me if I'd ever 
been in a store like this before. Of course, I said no 
(which was no doubt pretty obvious to him considering 
the way I was gawking at the magazine covers) and we 
talked a few minutes. 

Eventually, I asked him what was through the door I 
had noticed and he said there were video booths back 
there. Since I didn't have any idea what he was 
talking about, he explained it to me. He then asked if 
I wanted to go have a look. Of course, I said yes. He 
said I'd need some tokens. Well, I didn't know what a 
token was either, so he told me they were like 
quarters, but you got five for a dollar. I started to 
reach into my pocket and he said, no, the first ones 
were on the house and he handed me ten tokens. I 
slowly wandered around the store again and then 
hesitantly walked through the door, glancing back at 
the guy at the counter again. He nodded and smiled as 
I disappeared into the darkness.

It took a minute or two for my eyes to adjust, but I 
noticed there were several rows of doors with small 
red lights above them. Some of the lights were off and 
I could hear the whirring of a movie projector behind 
the door. Back then, for those of you who don't know 
anything older than VHS tapes and DVDs, the videos 
were 8 MM movie film loops, projected onto a small 
screen. 

There wasn't any switching from movie to movie, each 
booth had a different movie loop running, so you moved 
from booth to booth to watch different films. Oh, and 
there was no sound on most of them, other than the 
sound the projector made. Each token showed maybe 8 or 
10 minutes of the film before shutting down. I entered 
a booth and closed the door, but if there was a latch 
on the door, I never found it. The interior of the 
booth was pretty dark, lit only by another small red 
light. 

I eventually found the slot to insert the token and 
was rewarded by a movie showing a man and a woman 
engaging in sex. Of course, having only seen a few 
pictures, mostly from other guys in school, seeing 
actual moving images was pretty exciting and, despite 
my nervousness, my cock got very hard. I started 
rubbing it through my jeans – and then the time 
expired and the movie ended. I decided to try my luck 
in another booth, so I moved on. I did this same thing 
in a couple of other booths, my cock staying hard the 
whole time.

As I moved from booth to booth, I noticed a few other 
guys doing the same thing. Of course, no one spoke, 
but each guy I saw looked at me as I moved past. I was 
in my fourth or fifth booth and the movie had just 
started when someone else entered the booth I was in. 
I still hadn't found a latch on any of the doors 
(turned out there weren't any) and since I didn't 
really know what to do and didn't want to cause any 
trouble, when he came in, I didn't say anything. I 
didn't really get a good look at him, but in the semi-
darkness, he looked like he was maybe in his mid-30's, 
well dressed and of medium build. He stood behind me 
and watched the movie over my right shoulder, close, 
but not touching me. 

As the movie ended, I started to move, but he said, 
"Wait, I'll put another token in." I said okay and he 
put one hand on my shoulder as he reached out and put 
a token in the machine with his other hand. When the 
movie started again, he didn't remove his hand from my 
shoulder and I felt him move just slightly closer. I 
could feel his chest just barely touching my back and 
he placed his other hand lightly on my hip. This made 
me very nervous, but still I couldn't move. 

I kept my eyes on the movie, which, by the way, showed 
two guys sucking each other off. I had never seen or 
even really considered what was then called "queer" 
guys before, so was pretty surprised when the movie 
had started. He softly asked me if I liked the movie 
and I mumbled "yeah, I guess" and then felt his other 
hand pull me back slightly so I was more or less 
leaning back against him and then move from my 
shoulder to my other hip. Despite my nervousness and 
not having any idea what was going on, my cock felt 
like it was harder than ever before. I was very 
excited. 

His head was right next to mine and I could feel and 
hear him breathing. And then, suddenly, I thought I 
felt something brush against my hard cock through my 
jeans. The touch was so light I wasn't sure until I 
felt it again. It was his fingers ever so lightly 
rubbing up and down the length of my hard cock through 
my jeans. He pressed his hand a little more firmly 
against my cock and my hips bucked back against him. 
He held his hand over my cock and pressed forward with 
his hips against my butt and I could feel his erection 
against my ass. Slowly, he unfastened my belt and 
unzipped my jeans, pealing them open and exposing my 
underwear. 

I was so excited that just as I felt his fingers touch 
my cock through my underwear, I knew I was going to 
cum. I moaned loudly as I came and he pressed his hand 
tightly over my cock, rubbing and squeezing it as cum 
filled my underwear. Even though I had messed around 
with girls a few times before, it never got very 
serious (certainly not this serious!) and this was the 
first time I had ever cum by someone's hand other than 
my own. The feeling was overwhelming. If I hadn't been 
leaning back against him, I would have fallen to the 
floor of the booth.

As I somewhat recovered and started to fasten my jeans 
back up, I heard him say something, but wasn't sure 
what. I asked him what he said and he told me his name 
and asked if I would come back again. I said yes. He 
told me that he was there often and I should look for 
him and that if I liked what happened today, he could 
make me feel even better. I said okay and left the 
booth. As I found my way out of the booth area and 
back into the main part of the store, heading towards 
the door, I saw the guy behind the counter looking at 
me with a knowing smile on his face. As I walked 
through the door, he said, "See ya soon!"

Yes, I thought, I'll definitely be back soon.


Part II

My second trip to the ABS was just a couple of days 
later. I had thought a lot – almost continuously! – 
about my previous experience and it seemed like I 
jerked off almost constantly while thinking about it. 
I knew it wouldn't be long before going back. I also 
figured that since I had been jerking off so much 
recently, that regardless of what happened, I wouldn't 
be cumming quite as fast as I had the last time.

When I got there, it was about the same time of the 
day, early afternoon, and the same guy was behind the 
counter. He said Hi as I walked in and we talked a 
couple of minutes. I still had most of the tokens he 
had given me the last time, but I bought a couple more 
dollar's worth, wandered around the store a few 
minutes and then headed back through the door where 
the booths were located. As I walked through the door, 
again I glanced back at the guy behind the counter. He 
nodded and smiled. I kind of waved back at him and 
disappeared into the darkness.

I walked back into the gloom and, looking up, I saw 
the same guy with whom I had shared a booth the last 
time. He looked like he had been waiting for me and 
had no doubt seen me when I came into the store. I 
walked into one booth, watched a video and then 
departed that booth in search of another. As I entered 
the next booth, further back in the room, I glanced up 
and saw my friend watching me. I put a token in the 
machine and had just started watching the video when 
he entered the booth behind me. After saying Hi to 
each other, we watched the video, him feeding tokens 
to the machine as needed.

It wasn't long before I felt his hand sliding over my 
cock through my jeans. Then, as before, he slowly 
unfastened my belt and jeans, slid the zipper down and 
pushed my jeans down my hips a little bit. Then he 
started rubbing my hard cock through my underwear. 
After doing that for a minute, he asked if it would be 
alright if he put his hand inside my underwear. 

I kind of made a noise, which he took for an 
affirmative response, and then he slowly pushed his 
hand down inside the waistband of my underwear. For 
the first time ever, I felt someone else's hand 
actually touch my cock. I moaned and he pulled back a 
little, just barely touching my cock, sliding his 
fingers through the slippery pre-cum that was flowing 
from the head of my erect cock. After giving me a 
minute or two to settle down some, he slowly pushed my 
underwear down and freed my cock to the warm air of 
the video booth.

He ever so gently moved his hands around the front of 
my body, over my hips, through my sparse pubic hair, 
up and down my thighs, gently fondling my balls and 
touching my butt. He did this for several minutes, but 
generally stayed away from my cock, brushing it only 
occasionally as his hands moved from area to area of 
my body. Then, he once again touched my cock. He took 
it gently in his hand and started slowly jerking me 
off. The feeling was incredible. To have someone else 
masturbating me was a feeling unlike any I had ever 
experienced before. 

I leaned back against him as his hand moved, sometimes 
quickly up and down the length of my cock, sometimes 
(most of the time) very slowly. He would also stop 
doing that and go back to rubbing and touching the 
front of my body and my balls. Then he would hold my 
cock at the base with just his thumb and finger and 
move it quickly up and down, making it vibrate. Other 
times, he would push it down so far that I thought it 
would break and release it to let it bounce back up 
and slap against my belly. 

He did all of these things over and over for what must 
have been at least 30 minutes. The video loops in 
these booths weren't very long, maybe eight to ten 
minutes, and we must have watched this one at least 
four or five times. Well, actually, by this time, we 
weren't actually watching, I guess, he was feeding 
tokens into the machine whenever the video stopped, 
but we weren't paying any attention to whatever was on 
the screen.

After a while, he said we should move to another 
booth. I said okay and started pulling my pants back 
up. When I had them mostly back up, he stopped me and 
said I didn't need to fasten them all the way up, no 
one could see me anyway and it would save time when we 
got to the next booth. I was kind of doubtful, but 
said okay. 

We left that booth together and he led the way, back 
further into the room where I hadn't been before and 
where it seemed even darker. He seemed to know where 
he was going as he led me to the next booth we 
entered. On the way through the hallway, I had noticed 
a couple of other guys moving about also.

In the booth, he once again put several tokens into 
the machine and a video started up. This video was of 
two very young boys. One boy was so young he didn't 
have any pubic hair at all and the other didn't have 
much. It started off with them taking turns sucking 
each other off and then, eventually, one boy, the 
younger one, got on his hands and knees and the older 
boy knelt down behind him, his small hard cock moving 
in and out of the other boy's ass. I had never seen 
anything like that before; had, in fact, never even 
considered such a thing. But watching it did keep me 
excited. That and my friend's hands moving over my 
cock and body as he had been doing before.

After probably fifteen or twenty minutes, he told me 
to look at the wall to our side. I looked at it for a 
minute, trying to figure out what he was talking 
about. Then he pointed to a spot on the wall. As I 
looked at it, gradually I realized that I could see 
what looked like light flickering. I thought it was 
just a reflection of our movie off of something on the 
wall. I asked him what it was and he said it was a 
hole in the wall between our booth and the booth next 
to us. That didn't make any sense to me so I asked him 
why there would be a hole there. 

He said it was called a "Gloryhole" and told me to 
look through the hole. He moved back and I bent over 
and looked through the hole. I could clearly see the 
light of the movie playing in that booth and, in that 
flickering light, I could see another guy standing in 
the booth. He had his pants down around his ankles and 
was playing with, what appeared to me, a very large 
cock. As I watched, I felt my friend's hand slowly run 
over my ass and up and down my thighs. I was getting 
ready to stand up again when I noticed the guy in the 
other booth start to lean forward. The next thing I 
knew, I was looking him right in the eye.

Kind of shocked and surprised, I immediately stood 
back up. My friend again started jerking me off, 
slowly and gently. After a few minutes, he asked me if 
I liked what we had been doing so far. Of course, I 
said yes. Everything felt wonderful. My cock had never 
been so hard for so long. Usually, when I jerked off 
myself, I didn't have a whole lot of time and so it 
was usually in the bathroom and pretty quick so I 
wouldn't get caught by my brothers or my sister. 

Obviously, since I was spending that summer with my 
grandmother I had more time, but even so, when I 
jerked off, about the only thing I was interested in 
was cumming. It hadn't really occurred to me to try to 
make it last a long time. Now, today, this guy had 
been playing with me and jerking me off for at least 
forty-five minutes, maybe a bit longer. It did indeed 
feel very nice. I felt like my whole body was tingling 
and all of it was concentrated in my cock.

He continued masturbating me and suddenly I realized 
that he had slowly been turning me so I was facing the 
wall with the hole in it. I glanced down at the hole 
and I could see the eye of the guy in the next booth 
watching us. This, knowing that someone else was 
watching us, got me even more excited. My friend asked 
me if I knew the guy in the next booth was watching 
and I said yes as his hand slipped slowly up and down 
my cock and over my balls. Pretty soon, he had my cock 
aimed directly at the hole in the wall as he held the 
base of my cock in his hand and vibrated my cock up 
and down very quickly. 

I could still see the eye of the man on the other side 
of the wall as he watched everything that was going 
on. Then I saw the tip of his finger move into the 
hole, entering our booth, like he was pointing at my 
cock. Slowly, my friend started pressing me forward, 
moving me closer and closer to the hole. I resisted, 
asking him what he was doing. He said that the guy in 
the next booth wanted to touch my cock too. 

I asked him how he knew that. He said that when the 
other guy put his finger through the Gloryhole that 
was a signal that he wanted me to put my cock through 
the hole so he could play with it. Hesitantly, I said 
okay. He said we would only move close enough to the 
hole that the guy could touch my cock by reaching his 
fingers through the hole and if I didn't like it, we 
could move back. I nodded okay.

He put both of his hands on my hips and slowly pressed 
me forward until the head of my cock was less than an 
inch away from the hole. Slowly, the finger of the guy 
in the next booth moved through the hole and touched 
the head of my cock, sliding around through the 
slippery pre-cum. That finger was soon joined by 
another and he moved both fingers around the head of 
my cock and as far down the shaft as he could reach. I 
watched as my friend, very slowly, pressed me forward 
so that my cock got even closer to the hole in the 
wall. 

Soon, I was far enough forward so that had there not 
been a hole, the tip of my cock would have been 
pressed against the wall. But since the hole was 
there, it gave the guy on the other side of the wall 
even more access to my cock. He was sliding his 
fingers up and down my cock, through the slippery pre-
cum that was continuously oozing out. At this point, 
the head of my cock was nearly all the way through the 
plywood wall. Since I was leaning back against the guy 
behind me, I could still see the head of my cock as I 
felt and watched the other guy's fingers playing with 
me.

Suddenly, without any warning, in one smooth movement 
the guy behind me pressed me forward so that my cock 
slipped all the way through the hole. I was too 
surprised to do anything until, at the same moment, I 
felt something incredibly warm and wet slide down over 
my hard cock. It felt truly wonderful, unlike anything 
I had ever felt before, and I had no idea what it was. 

The closest to this feeling I'd ever had was when I 
was using soap to jerk off with in the bathtub and 
although that always feels good, believe me, that 
wasn't anything like what I was feeling now. I started 
to pull back, but the guy behind me had his body 
pressed firmly against my back and I could not move. 
In fact, it felt like he was pressing harder against 
me, pushing my cock even further into the hole.

I moaned loudly as whatever was happening to my cock 
continued. My friend asked me if I liked what was 
happening and, of course, I said yes. "What is he 
doing?" I asked and he told me he was sucking me off.

"What?" I said. 

"The guy on the other side of the wall is sucking on 
your cock with his mouth," he said. 

At that point, it felt so incredible I guess I didn't 
really care what he was doing. After just a couple of 
minutes, I could feel that I was about to cum. After 
all, by this time, my cock had been hard for at least 
an hour, if not longer. I started moaning more and 
louder and moving my hips back and forth. 

"Cum!" my friend said. And cum I did. My hips bucked 
harder into the wall, it felt like my cock was 
thrusting even further into the hole and I could feel 
my cum fire out of my cock and into the warm, wet 
mouth on the other side of the wall. My friend kept 
holding me up against the wall, otherwise I surely 
would have collapsed onto the floor. 

He held me there for several minutes while the mouth 
on my cock kept licking and sucking all of the cum out 
of my cock. Then, my friend pulled me back into the 
booth. He looked down at my cock, which was still 
hard. 

"Can I suck it for a while?" he asked.

What was I going to say? I nodded yes. He gave me a 
handful of tokens (yes, he had been feeding the 
machine the whole time) and then leaned me against the 
back wall of the booth and knelt down in front of me. 
He sucked my erect cock into his mouth and began 
licking and sucking. If possible, this felt even 
better than the sucking I just got, maybe because I 
could see the guy sucking on my cock this time or 
maybe because my cock was so sensitive or maybe 
because he really was very good at sucking cock. 

Whatever the reason, it didn't take too long before I 
was ready to cum again. I put my hands on his head and 
started working my hips back and forth, thrusting my 
cock into his mouth. My cock wasn't all that big and 
he took it in easily. 

After maybe ten minutes of his sucking my cock and 
licking my balls, I was about to cum. I started 
moaning again and then held his face tight against me 
as I pushed my cock as deep as I possibly could into 
his mouth and let loose another load of cum. My knees 
started to buckle and I felt his hands pressing 
against my legs to hold me up. He continued to gently 
suck and lick my cock until he was satisfied he had 
all the cum I was going to give him. He finally stood 
up and told me how good my cum tasted.

My cock was still hard, although not quite as hard as 
before, and he held it in his soft hand, gently 
rubbing it. He asked if I wanted to rest for a bit and 
then do some more. I was totally exhausted, so I said 
no, not right now. He asked if I would come back again 
and I said I definitely would. He helped me get my 
pants up and make myself presentable and then opened 
the door to the booth.

As I staggered out of the booth area and back into the 
light of the main part of the store, it took my eyes 
awhile to adjust to the brightness. When they did, I 
saw the guy behind the counter looking at me. "Did you 
have fun?" he asked. 

"Yeah, I did," I said. 

"Good! We'll see you again soon." 


Part III

I wasn't able to get back to the ABS for nearly a 
week. As before, I thought a lot (a LOT!) about what 
had happened during my first two visits and jerked off 
quite a bit. However, I must admit that after what I 
had experienced at the ABS, jerking myself off, while 
it was still very enjoyable, of course, and always 
felt good, just didn't quite compare to being played 
with for a long time by my friend or poking my cock 
through a gloryhole and being sucked off. So I was 
finally able to get back to the ABS and, again, it was 
early afternoon when I arrived.

The same guy was behind the counter. It turned out he 
owned the store and that's why he was always there. We 
talked for a while and then I said I wanted to buy 
some tokens, even though I still had quite a few from 
my previous visits. He said, no, my money was no good 
there anymore. I had never heard that expression 
before, so I asked him what he meant. He told me that 
if I needed tokens, I should just ask him and he would 
give them to me. Of course, he knew I wouldn't be 
needing many because my friend would always be willing 
to put tokens in the machine as long as he could jerk 
me off and suck my cock. I'm sure others also 
contributed, but never really thought about it at the 
time. 

Anyway, since he didn't explain any of that to me at 
the time, I was somewhat puzzled, but I said okay. 
Since I still had tokens from before, I just headed 
for the video booth area where, as before, I saw my 
friend waiting for me.

This time, he didn't wait for me to go into a booth, 
he just came up and said Hi and said he'd missed 
seeing me the past few days. I told him that I hadn't 
been able to get back there for a while because my 
grandmother and I had gone visiting other relatives. 
He asked if I wanted to go into a booth and, of 
course, I said yes. I followed him back into the same 
booth we had been in the last time I was there, 
further back in the darker part of the room. 

When we entered, he fed a few tokens into the video 
machine and he immediately started rubbing the front 
of my body. It wasn't long before he had my pants and 
underwear down around my ankles and my shirt pulled up 
and was rubbing all over me, massaging my balls and 
jerking off my hard cock. Of course, now that I knew 
it existed, I also kept glancing down and the 
gloryhole to see if anyone was on the other side. I 
could see the light flickering in the other booth and 
could see the shadow of someone else over there.

My friend turned me around so I was facing him, 
positioned me in front of the gloryhole so whoever was 
in the other booth could see us and then knelt down in 
front of me and sucked my cock deep into his mouth. 
Again, the feeling was absolutely incredible and I 
automatically started moving my hips back and forth, 
pumping my cock in and out of his warm, wet mouth. He 
had his hands on my butt and kept them moving around 
my butt, lower back and thighs while he worked on my 
cock. I looked down at the gloryhole and saw someone 
watching us and, of course, that made me even more 
excited.

I guess my friend had decided that he wanted the first 
load of cum from my young cock this time before 
sharing me with someone else because he kept sucking 
on me and licking my balls and belly. I was so excited 
it didn't take long before I knew I was going to cum 
soon. I started thrusting my cock faster and harder 
into his mouth and suddenly, grabbing the back of his 
head and pushing my cock as deep into his mouth as I 
could, with a loud moan, I shot my load of hot cum 
down his throat.

I could feel his throat working on the head of my cock 
as his tongue caressed the underside of my cock, 
coaxing out every last drop of cum he could get. He 
continued sucking for several more minutes and then, 
with my cock still hard, he turned me toward the 
gloryhole.

I willingly moved forward and saw the fingers of the 
guy in the next booth excitedly moving around the edge 
of the hole. As I brought my cock closer to the hole, 
he reached his fingers through the hole to touch it, 
running his fingertips around the head of my cock and 
through the little bit of cum that was still leaking 
from my cum hole. I teased him for a minute or two, 
keeping my cock within reach of his fingers, but not 
moving any closer to the hole. Then, I slowly started 
moving toward the hole, watching as the head and then 
the rest of my cock disappeared through the gloryhole. 

Immediately, I could feel the warm wetness of the 
mouth waiting on the other side of the wall as it 
sucked my hard cock deeply. I could tell that this guy 
was not the same guy who had been there the last time 
just by the way he worked my cock over. He didn't seem 
to be in any hurry to make me cum, it seemed like he 
just wanted to suck me for a long time. Of course, I 
had no objection to that! Since I had just cum it was 
going to take a while anyway and the feeling was truly 
wonderful, so I was more than willing to let him suck 
me for as long as he wanted. 

I could feel my friend's hands moving over the back of 
my body, over my back, my butt and the back of my 
thighs. He took my hand and pulled it back some and 
then, for the first time ever, I had in my hand 
another man's cock. I was very surprised at first and 
started to pull my hand away. He held it there and 
started sliding my hand up and down the length of his 
cock, moaning softly in my ear. He gradually let go of 
my hand, but I didn't let go of his cock. I continued 
moving my hand over his cock, jerking him off slowly. 

His cock was longer and bigger around than mine 
(which, as I've said, wasn't all that big), maybe six 
and a half inches or so, and was very hard. Since I 
had never jerked off a cock other than my own, I 
didn't really have much of an idea what I was doing, 
so I just kept moving my hand up and down. 

After a few minutes, he held his hand over mine and 
started moving it over his cock, moving it faster, 
then slower, sliding my hand through his pre-cum and 
then rotating my hand around over the head of his cock 
and then back down. I was trying to concentrate on 
doing this while, at the same time, feeling the 
wonderful pleasure of the guy on the other side of the 
wall sucking my cock through the gloryhole.

After several minutes, my friend asked me if I wanted 
to invite the guy in the other booth to come over into 
our booth with us. That was something new and I wasn't 
so sure, but he said it would be okay since he knew 
who the guy was. I said okay, so he slowly started 
pulling me back from the hole. I could feel the mouth 
of the guy on the other side of the wall sliding off 
of my cock but, at the same time, trying to suck me 
back in. 

As the head of my cock re-entered our booth, my friend 
leaned forward to the hole and whispered to the guy in 
the other booth. While this was going on, my friend 
put his hand on my cock and gently started jerking me 
off. I guess he did this so I wouldn't reach down and 
pull my pants back up since someone new was going to 
be joining us. He also made sure I had my hand on his 
cock. 

A minute later, with both us standing there with our 
cocks standing up and pointing at each other, the door 
swung open and the guy from the other booth came in. 
He looked at me and seemed surprised, I guess, at how 
young I looked. He had probably seen me in the hallway 
as I was moving around in there, but never that close. 
He looked me up and down and then his eyes zeroed in 
on my cock, which was still being jerked off by my 
friend. He said hi and then asked if he could continue 
sucking me off. I nodded yes and he knelt down in 
front of us and my friend guided my cock into his 
mouth.

After sucking me off for several more minutes, I got 
my next surprise when he pulled his mouth from my cock 
and sucked my friend's cock into his mouth. My friend 
moaned deeply as I watched in amazement as his cock 
disappeared into the mouth that had just, seconds 
before, been on my own cock. As I have indicated 
before, prior to coming to this ABS a few weeks ago, I 
had never really even thought much about what is now 
called gay sex (other than jokingly calling a few 
friends "queer" as we teased each other, I really knew 
absolutely nothing about it). And while I had watched 
a few movies in these booths of guys having sex with 
each other, that was certainly nothing at all like 
watching, in person, one guy sucking the cock of 
another. If it's possible, watching my friend having 
his cock sucked made my cock even harder.

After a minute of watching this, my friend pulled me 
even closer to his side and then the guy kneeling in 
front of us moved from his cock back to mine, sucking 
me in deeply. He continued switching back and forth 
between my cock and my friend's for quite a while, 
sucking each of us in turn. The feeling of being 
sucked and then watching my friend being sucked was 
very exciting. Usually, when he was sucking my friend 
off, my friend would grab my cock and start jerking me 
off again.

After maybe fifteen minutes of this, I was about ready 
to cum again and then I saw my friend's hand move to 
the back of the other guy's head and push his mouth 
down even further over his cock. He started moaning 
loudly. Then, as he thrust his hips back and forth, he 
said "Ahhh, I'm cumming!" 

I watched as he came in the guy's mouth. At the same 
time, he squeezed my cock hard with his other hand. 
Between that and watching my friend cum in this other 
guy's mouth, that's all it took to push me over the 
edge. I started moaning and said I was going to cum 
too. Because he was squeezing my cock so hard, even 
though I started cumming, nothing came out right away, 
which gave the guy kneeling in front of me enough time 
to move from my friend's cock back to mine. 

Just as he slipped his lips over the head of my cock, 
my friend released my cock and I felt the load of cum 
shoot into the mouth now fully engulfing my cock. My 
friend's hand was still on the back of this guy's head 
and he pushed down hard while, at the same time, I 
thrush my hips hard forward, firing load after load of 
cum into his mouth. 

He swallowed my cum and then continued sucking gently, 
making sure he had every last drop of cum. He then 
moved my friend's cock, which, I noticed, had a large 
drop of cum hanging from the end. He licked that up 
and then sucked his cock in, gently moving his mouth 
up and down the length of his cock, just as he had 
mine. He continued sucking each cock for several more 
minutes before he finally stood up, said thanks, and 
turned around and left the booth.

When we were alone again, my friend bent down and 
sucked my still half-hard cock again for a couple of 
minutes. Then, he stood, pulled his pants up, then 
helped me get my pants back up and get presentable 
again. He asked me if I had a good time and, of 
course, I said yes. He then said he'd see me again the 
next time. I said okay and left the booth. Again, as I 
entered the main part of the store, the guy behind the 
counter smiled at me and asked if I had enjoyed 
myself. 

We talked for a few minutes and then, as usual when I 
was leaving, he said, "We'll see you soon!"


Part IV – The Finale

Over the next several weeks, I went back to the ABS 
three or four times. I would give you all the gory 
details of each visit, but I don't want to bore you. 
Needless to say, each visit was an amazing experience 
and was thoroughly enjoyed by all who participated, 
especially me. Each time, I met my friend there and we 
proceeded to our favorite booth. Of course, he always 
played with me, jerking me off and sucking my cock, 
and I always got sucked off at least once (and 
sometimes a couple of times) through the gloryhole.

Once or twice, the guy on the other side of the wall 
would join us in our booth, but most of the time he 
stayed on his side of the wall. I got the feeling, so 
to speak, that each time there was a different guy on 
the other side of the wall. If that was the case, I 
would have been sucked off by at least seven or eight 
different guys, including my friend, during my various 
visits to the bookstore.

One thing to keep in mind is that back then, at the 
age of 16, I was a tall and pretty skinny kid. I was a 
little over six feet tall and probably didn't weigh 
more than a 120 pounds or so (when I joined the Army 
four years later, I only weighed 135 pounds) and due 
to my Asian heritage, I didn't have much hair on my 
body and probably looked a little younger than my 
actual age. I guess the "old" guys there at the 
bookstore liked that. I know I sure didn't mind the 
attention I got.

Also, during my visits, once we got into the booth, my 
friend gradually got me more and more undressed so 
that by the time of my fifth or sixth visit, I was 
completely naked not long after entering the booth. 
Obviously, at first, this made me more than a little 
nervous. After all, this was a business establishment, 
not my bedroom or bathroom, and I wasn't used to being 
completely naked in front of someone else and, 
especially, in a more or less public place. But, of 
course, it didn't take long for my nakedness to add to 
the excitement and intensity of what I was doing and 
what was being done to me.

Also, during one of these visits, while in the booth 
with my friend and another guy, my friend had me lean 
back against the wall of the booth, completely naked, 
of course, and jerk myself off for a while. At first, 
oddly, all things considered, I was a little self-
conscious about doing this, having someone else watch 
me play with myself. But since I'd always enjoyed 
masturbating, as I did it, watching these two guys 
watching me, I really started enjoying it even more. 

The two guys couldn't take their eyes off of my hand, 
sliding up and down my hard cock and, of course, I was 
watching them play with their own, and each other's, 
cocks. I guess that explains why, to this day, I still 
love being watched while I jerk off.

All of these visits resulted in my cumming several 
times, always in someone's mouth. I think the most 
times I came during one visit was four times and, of 
course, my friend was an expert at keeping my cock 
hard for as long as two or three hours each time while 
he and others played with and sucked on it.

Inevitably, the summer was drawing to a close. During 
what turned out to my next-to-last visit to the ABS, I 
told my friend that I would soon have to return home 
to begin my junior year of high school. He asked when 
I would be leaving and I said it would be in about a 
week. He said my friends there at the ABS would have 
to prepare a treat for me before I left, a big send-
off that I would remember for a long time (as if I 
wouldn't already remember for the rest of my life 
everything that had happened that summer!). 

As we finished playing that day, he told me to make 
sure to tell the owner (the guy behind the counter) 
that I would be returning home soon. So, of course, I 
did just that. As always, I talked to the owner as I 
was leaving and I mentioned that I would be headed 
home soon. He asked if I thought I would be coming 
back to the bookstore before I left and I said yes, 
since it would be at least a week before I left for 
home. 

He said he and my friend would plan something special 
for me for my last visit. Of course, I didn't have any 
idea what they had in mind, but considering everything 
that had happened during my previous visits, I was 
definitely looking forward to it. I told him my 
grandmother wanted to go visit other relatives for a 
few days, so I would be back to visit the ABS in five 
days. As always, he said, "Okay, see you soon!"

By the time we got back from visiting, I was tired of 
being away and more than a little eager to get back to 
the ABS. It was my last Friday at my grandmother's 
house before going back home and, as I walked up to 
the door of the ABS, I was very disappointed to see a 
"closed" sign on the door. I didn't know why the store 
would be closed in the middle of the day, but figured 
it must have been some kind of an emergency or 
something because I had never seen the store closed 
before when I went there. 

As I was starting to turn away, the door opened and 
the owner came out and called me back. He said he 
hadn't seen me walk up, but that he had closed the 
store that day in honor of this being my last visit 
and the surprise they had planned for me. I entered 
the store and he locked the door behind me, leaving 
the "closed" sign in place. He and my friend and I 
talked for a while before my friend escorted me back 
to the booth area. As we walked through the dim light, 
I noticed a few other guys there also and recognized a 
couple of them as guys who had shared our booth with 
us.

We entered our regular booth and within a minute or 
two, I was once again standing there completely naked 
and my friend was sucking my already hard cock. During 
the time I had been off visiting relatives, I hadn't 
really had the time or the privacy to masturbate, so I 
was more than ready for some action. After sucking my 
cock and playing with my balls for a minute or two, my 
friend turned me to the gloryhole and pushed me 
forward, sliding my erection through the hole in the 
wall. 

I immediately felt a warm, wet mouth engulf my cock 
and begin sucking. It felt wonderful. After a minute, 
I felt that mouth slide off of my cock and another 
mouth take over. By this time, I had been sucked off 
enough times by enough different guys that I knew that 
although every blowjob feels great, every one also 
feels a little different, each guy had a different 
technique, so even though I didn't know who most of 
the guys were, I could tell one guy from another by 
the way his mouth felt on my cock.

After another minute, I felt that mouth leave and 
another mouth slide over my cock. While I was pressed 
firmly against the wall, my friend was sliding his 
hands around my back, over my behind and up and down 
my legs. This happened a couple more times and then my 
friend pulled me back and away from the hole in the 
wall. His hand immediately slid down over my chest to 
my cock and he started gently jerking me off and 
massaging my balls.

It took me a minute to realize it, but he was slowly 
pulling me by my cock toward the door of the booth. In 
fact, I was so absorbed in what he was doing to me 
that I didn't realize it until he reached back and 
started to open the door. I jumped back, pulling my 
cock from his hand, and asked what he was doing. As he 
reached toward me and took my cock back in his hand 
and started to masturbate me again, he said it was 
time for my surprise. When I asked him what it was, he 
asked, "Have you enjoyed everything that has happened 
to you since you started coming here?" 

"Of course," I said, "Yes!" 

"Well, your friends have planned something special for 
your last visit. We know you'll enjoy it. Just trust 
us to make you feel even better than you ever have 
before." 

Needless to say, I was still more than a little 
hesitant, but considering all that had happened 
before, I decided to go along. Of course, I felt very 
embarrassed being completely naked and led out of the 
booth by my cock. I didn't have any idea what to 
expect. When we got out of the booth, I saw three or 
four other guys standing there looking at me. 

That was bad enough, but then my embarrassment was 
even greater when I saw the owner of the store 
standing there. For some reason, naively, I always 
just kind of had it in my mind that he stayed up front 
and didn't really know what went on in the back. He 
saw the look on my face as he took my cock in his hand 
and said, "Don't worry, I've tasted this before." 

"You have?" I said. 

"Yes," he said, "I was the very first one who sucked 
your cock through the gloryhole." He then kneeled down 
in front of me and sucked my cock into his mouth. 

My hands automatically went to the back of his head as 
my hips started working back and forth. It was then 
that I thought of the other guys standing in the 
hallway watching us. I looked at them and they were 
all smiling, looking eager to get a taste themselves. 
Most of them had dropped their own pants and were 
jerking themselves off or were playing with the guy 
standing next to them. As I watched, one of them knelt 
down in front of another guy and started sucking him 
off.

After a couple of minutes, the store owner stood up 
and, with his hand on my cock, led me further back 
down the hallway to where a large comfortable chair 
had been placed. He turned me around and pushed me 
back into the chair, then, once again kneeling down in 
front of me, he pulled my hips forward so that I was 
more or less laying down in the chair, my butt right 
on the forward edge of the seat. He then started 
sucking me again. 

After just a minute, he got up and another guy took 
his place. A couple of minutes later, that guy got up 
and yet another guy started sucking me off. I hadn't 
really been paying much attention to the other guys, 
but eventually I looked up and was surprised to see a 
total of eight or nine guys standing there, including 
my friend and the owner. All of them were naked, or 
nearly so, and all of them were sporting hard cocks, 
which were being fondled or sucked by someone else.

Every couple of minutes, the guy sucking my cock would 
get up and one of the other guys would take his place. 
After a while, I was getting close to cumming and, by 
this time, it was the store owner's turn again. 
Instead of getting up, the guy who was on my cock at 
this time lifted my legs up and pushed my knees toward 
my head so that my thighs were pressed against my 
chest. He did this so suddenly that I didn't have time 
to react or even think about what he had done. As he 
did that, the store owner moved over to my side, bent 
forward and pulled my cock into his mouth. At the same 
time, I felt something soft and wet and warm brush 
firmly against my asshole. 

I was so startled by this that my hips bucked up, 
driving my hard cock even deeper into the owner's 
mouth. Because they were holding my legs down, I 
couldn't really move much at all. The mouth on my cock 
kept sucking hard and the tongue in my asshole kept 
trying to work its way further in. The simultaneous 
feelings were so intense that I couldn't help but cum, 
practically screaming as I began shooting load after 
load of cum into the mouth that seemed like it was 
trying to suck my cock right off of my body.

After a minute of sucking all of the cum out of my 
cock, the store owner got up and someone else 
immediately took his place. The guy licking my asshole 
continued licking and kissing all over my butt. After 
a while, he got up and someone else took his turn at 
licking my ass. They kept switching off, over and over 
again for a couple of hours, making me cum more times 
than I could count. I'm sure almost everyone got a 
load, although no doubt the last guy got a lot smaller 
load than the first. For me, however, every time I 
came felt just as good, if not better, than the time 
before. 

All of the feelings I was experiencing – being sucked 
off by all of these different guys, having my asshole 
licked, having other guys watch me as these things 
were happening, watching the other guys jerk each 
other off and suck each other off, watching every 
other guy cum at least once and most of them multiple 
times over the course of the three and a half or four 
hours that we were there – all of these things were so 
intense and exciting that in spite of cumming over and 
over again, my cock stayed hard throughout it all.

Finally, everyone was completely worn out. I was so 
exhausted I could hardly move and just lay there in 
the chair, naked and with my half-hard cock pulsing 
with my rapid heartbeat. Each guy in turn came up to 
me, sucked my cock into his mouth for one last taste, 
said goodbye, got dressed and left the store. Soon it 
was just me, my friend and the store owner. They knelt 
down on each side of the chair and started licking and 
kissing me all over the front of my body, licking my 
chest, my nipples, my belly, my thighs and, of course, 
my cock and balls. 

It didn't take long before my cock was once again 
rising to the occasion and they took turns sucking me 
off one final time. Even though I was physically 
exhausted and my cock was almost sore from all the 
attention it had received that day, it was incredibly 
sensitive and the sensations I felt by watching these 
two guys suck my cock were every bit as exciting as 
always. After fifteen or twenty minutes of their 
constant attention, I was ready to cum again. This 
time, instead of cumming in a mouth, my friend took my 
cock in his hand and jerked me off until I came, 
shooting what little of my cum was left on my belly, 
then they took turns licking it up.

They then helped me stand up from the chair where I 
had spent the last four and a half hours or so. The 
store owner guided me through the booth area and, 
still naked, out into the main part of the store. I 
was so tired I didn't even protest being out in the 
lighted part of the store naked. He took me into his 
office (which I didn't even know existed) and into his 
bathroom, where, using a warm, wet washcloth, he 
proceeded to wipe down my entire body. 

My friend had retrieved my clothes from the booth and 
they both helped me get dressed. We then walked back 
out into the main part of the store, where we sat and 
talked for a while. Finally, I had to go, so I 
sincerely thanked them for everything we had done 
together. They said they and everyone else enjoyed it 
as much as I did. The store owner said I was welcome 
to come back anytime I could. We said our goodbyes and 
as I left the store parking lot, I turned back to 
waive. They were standing there and waved back, then I 
saw the store own flip the "closed" sign over to the 
"open" side as they walked back into the store.

Of course, I went back to visit my grandmother again 
during the school year, but it was always with the 
rest of my family. I was hoping to be able to spend 
the next summer with my grandmother again, but that 
didn't happen and then I was in my senior year of high 
school. By the time I got my driver's license and a 
car, I had graduated from high school. I went back to 
where the store was and it had closed by then. 

I didn't have any idea if the store owner had closed 
up for good or simply moved to another location, but I 
never saw him or my friend from the ABS again. But, as 
you can tell from these stories, I often think of what 
happened that summer so long ago. Those experiences 
shaped my sexual being. I still enjoy going to a good 
ABS and, when available, poking my cock through a 
gloryhole, which I have done in places as far ranging 
as Alaska and Massachusetts and California and Florida 
and many places in-between. 

I still love being watched while I masturbate, as well 
as watching other guys play with themselves and 
mutually masturbating each other. And, of course, I 
still really love having my cock sucked.

END

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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is 
meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anything in 
real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real 
life" can look forward to many unproductive years 
getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their 
local prison system.
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