Cruising Life

This wasn't my first visit to an adult bookstore or theater, but it was the first time anything happened with anyone else. Prior to this, I had gone alone, found a decent movie and masturbated until I shot cum all over the floor or my stomach if I was lucky enough to be sitting down.

This story took place in Pompano Beach, FL. I had moved there in the early part of the year. I was living alone and knew no one outside of work. Being a bit of a sex addict, I noticed the prolific number of adult bookstores and a few theaters. On this day, I decided to check one out.

It was a small place, right on Federal Highway, (US 1), just south of the small airport where one of the Goodyear Blimps was housed when not out covering sporting events.

The building was longer than it was wide, with magazines and VHS tapes for sale in the front. (This was 1985). In the rear was a long row of video booths on both sides.

I don't remember the cost or any of those details, but because of the way it all worked, it had to be a one price covers everything kind of deal.

I entered a booth, closed the door behind me and began to look around. The booth was painted black, except the inside of the door which was painted white.

Looking towards the rear of the booth and overhead, I saw the light from what turned out to be a projector. The movie was being displayed on the inside of the door.

There wasn't any choice about what to watch, and I don't recall the content of the show. Obviously, it was something with lots of heterosexual sucking and fucking.

I was standing in the rear of the booth watching the show. I dropped my shorts to the floor and began stroking my cock. That's when it happened.

Even though I had been in video booths before, I had never been in one with a glory hole. I didn't even know what a glory hole was.

As I was standing there, presumably alone, stroking my cock I suddenly felt a hand on the back of my left calf. I damned near jumped out of my skin, as the saying goes.

I looked down and saw a hand protruding into my booth through a pretty big hole in the wall. This amazed and intrigued me at the same time. It was a male hand for sure and appeared to be someone older than me by several years.

I began to settle down a little and moved away from the hole. That's when I saw a curled finger beckoning me back towards the hole. As I got closer, the hand reached for my cock. No other person had touched my cock in any way, except a doctor. Damn, this felt good.

As I looked down, I saw lips and a tongue trying to reach through the hole. I guess I caught on quick and moved forward to slide my cock through the hole and into the waiting mouth on the other side.

Up to this point I had fucked about five women and received blow jobs from two or three of them. This was nothing like any of those blowjobs. The feeling was incredible and was amplified by the fact that I couldn't see the person attached to the mouth that was giving me this great sensation.

As I stood there, I wanted this to go on for as long as possible, but the cocksucker on the other side of the wall had other ideas. It was like his mouth was massaging my cock. I finally just gave in to the feelings and let him do as he pleased. He picked up the pace, but continued that warm, encompassing action with this tongue and cheeks.

As I felt my orgasm start, I suddenly realized I had no idea what to do. Do I somehow let him know what's about to happen? Can he sense it? In the end, it didn't matter because I was powerless to utter a sound other than a low groan as the cum pulsed from my cock.

As my orgasm began to subside, the mouth next door stayed glued to my cock. I was surprised that I was staying hard. When his lips got to the head of my cock, I thought I would pass out. He used his hand to squeeze all the cum he could out of my cock, licking it off the head.

At this point, I had no idea what to do next. Should I pull back from the hole? Was he going to expect me to return the favor? I had no idea.

Fortunately, he made the decision for me. As I withdrew, his finger came back through the hole and he motioned for me to get closer. I leaned down and he simply said, "That was great. Thank you.". At that, I heard him leave the booth.

Standing there with my shorts still around my ankles and my semi-hard cock in my hand, I realized I was hooked. I had always believed sex should be fun and damn, this was fun.

*

My job that took me to South Florida didn't really work out, so I was only there another few months. In that time, I checked out a few bookstores and wound up with a couple of favorites that had good holes and an agreeable clientele. Agreeable meaning, they liked to suck dicks and swallow cum.

I received a lot of good, and some not so good, blow jobs, but the giver never failed to make me cum. The one thing I never got up the nerve to do during this time was reciprocate. I left Florida without sucking my first cock.

My next stop, for another job, was Louisville, KY., where I was happy to discover many bookstores with arcades and even a few theaters. Some even had both, arcades and small theaters.

There is an area on the Southwest side of Louisville called Shively, which is its own city. In those days it was adult entertainment central. There was even a billboard along what was named Seventh Street Road advertising for an attorney working for the benefit of sexually oriented businesses and their customers. This was where I would finally lose my oral cherry.

I don't recall the name of the bookstore, something generic like, "Adult Books", but it became a favorite of mine for the three years I would spend there. The booths were roomy enough and had nice size, well done holes. They also had something that turned out to be very cool. On the booth wall opposite the hole, was a large mirror, almost floor to ceiling. This made checking out your neighbor(s) easier.

After the first place in Florida, I also discovered that the, "nicer", places had televisions in the booths and that you could switch channels to get different types of porn. Everything was video tape still, not digital, but at least you had a selection of a few different movies. This place was one of those.

On my first visit I entered a booth, inserted some tokens, selected a film, dropped my pants and sat down in the folding chair. I positioned the chair so that I could catch a glimpse of the crotch of whoever entered the booth next door.

I was there just long enough to get really hard when the door to the adjoining booth opened. When I say a glimpse, that was about all I got. This guy went straight to the coin slot and fed what I guessed was every token he bought into the machine.

I was leaning over, trying to get a better look. Something told me this could be the one. As he turned from the coin slot he unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans and pulled out a semi hard cock of what looked to be about six inches.

He turned to watch the movie, still standing, stroking his cock which got hard very quickly. I'm not sure why, but I noticed a wedding ring. The thought of married guys coming to these places never occurred to me.

I slid the chair closer to the hole to get a better look, unintentionally making some noise as I did. He leaned down and was trying to peek through the hole. I slid closer where he would at least be able to make out my facial features from my nose to my chin. It was important to me that he see me as someone relatively young and clean.

When I was sure he could see me, I licked my lips. I remembered the guys that had sucked me using their finger to beckon me to the hole, but I wanted to try something I thought of as sexier.

Whatever, he got the message and slowly a very nice cut cock came easing through the hole. I just stared at it for a second. In that moment, it was the most beautiful thing I'd ever seen.

I reached up and lightly wrapped my fingers around it, giving it a little tug. I tried leaning down from my sitting position but was only able to lick the head. It was soft, smooth and felt good on my tongue.

I slid off the chair and onto my knees and prepared to put my first cock in my mouth. I used my tongue on the bottom near the head and then let my lips slide over the head. With just the head in my lips, I stopped for a second, enjoying the feeling.

I had removed my hand and was letting my mouth do the work. I'd had enough blow jobs by now to know that's the way I liked them. If I wanted to be jerked off, I could do that myself.

I started easing more of him into my mouth, pulling back every now and then. As this went on, I realized something else. When you're the cocksucker at a hole, it can be difficult to know how well you're doing. This guy was giving zero feedback.

I figured that at least he wasn't pulling away, so I kept up what I was doing. Pretty soon, I had him all the way in my mouth. I have no idea how large his dick was fully hard. It's not like I carry a tape measure around. But it didn't matter because it felt great and I wasn't gagging.

I picked up the pace and started going up and down faster. After not very long, he started moving his hips, trying to fuck my mouth. I took this as positive reinforcement and tried going faster still.

Then he slowed his thrusting and I felt his cock swell a little more. Again, from being on the other side of the wall I knew what was about to happen, although I had no idea what it would feel like.

With no other warning, something very warm began flooding into my mouth. As my mouth continued to fill, I realized I wasn't swallowing. I guess instinctively I wanted to savor what I was receiving.

I also realized that as soon as he started to cum, I stopped my up and down motion on his cock. I just held his cock in my mouth as it continued to deposit cum on my tongue.

When he stopped cumming, he immediately began to soften. He started to pull back, but I clamped down on the head when it got to my lips and he let out a moan I could hear over the sound of the movie.

As he removed his cock completely from my mouth I finally swallowed. I never gave any thought to whether I would or would not swallow. It was just the natural thing to do. And man, did it ever taste great.

As he wiped off, zipped up and left, (something I would learn married guys usually do with no offer of reciprocation), I sat back in my chair and just enjoyed the moment.

Pretty soon someone else entered the booth next door and right away the finger came through the hole. Since I had not cum, I slid my cock through the hole and tried to let him enjoy sucking me as much as I had enjoyed sucking the last guy. I didn't last long. It was probably the best orgasm I'd had up until that time.

The guy on the other side must have wanted me to see my work, because he presented his open mouth full of my cum at the hole. As I was looking, he gulped and swallowed it all.

He wasn't interested in being blown, so I cleaned up a left for the day.


*


After sucking my first cock I was really hooked. Now, there were even more ways to have fun at the arcade. Little did I know just how many more.

As I've said, the arcade where I gave my first blowjob became a favorite. It was reasonably clean, the booths were a decent size and it had a good selection of movies. It was also somewhat close to where I worked, and not very close to where I lived.

Not being close to where I lived was good because I had begun to make a few friends, male and female, and I wasn't sure what any of them would think of the idea of me being a cocksucker. Honestly, I didn't know myself.

I never went through the stage of questioning whether I was Gay that I hear a lot of guys experience. My take on it from very early was that it was sex, and sex was fun. It didn't matter whether the sex was with men or women. I was single and free to experiment.

Being close to work was nice. I would go over at lunch and/or stop by after work. I even started stopping by early in the morning from time to time. I wanted all I could get, as often as I could get it.

Of all the times of day, after work seemed the best. Early mornings were hit or miss, and I had a deadline. The crowd was usually better at lunch, but I still had a deadline.

One evening I stopped by and right away was able to suck a very nice cock. The guy came fast, which was fine with me. The sucking part is fun, but the creamy reward is the best part.

After he left his booth I was just sitting there, slowly stroking my cock and watching a movie, while keeping an eye on the hole. I had removed my pants and was able to finger my ass, using my precum for lube.

Pretty soon I heard the door of the booth next door open, close and latch. By this time, I had developed the habit of letting the person next door make the first move if I was already in the booth. Part of it was that I didn't want to appear to be overly eager, but the other part was to see what the other person wanted.

If the guy immediately dropped his pants, he wanted to be sucked. If he bent down or sat down and looked through the hole, there was a better chance he was interested in doing the sucking.

When a face didn't appear at the hole after a few seconds, I leaned over for a look. Right then, the guy was stepping completely out of his pants. Like in my case, this is usually a sign the person intends to stay a while.

He turned and started to sit down with his semi erect cock in his hand, but he must have seen me because he stood back up and began stroking while facing the hole. I did the lick my lips routine and right away, here it came.

I licked all around the head, eventually wrapping my lips around it and teasing his slit with my tongue. I eased more and more into my mouth until I had it all. I paused for a second, then drew back off and plunged down again.

Sometimes, you can tell if I guy is going to cum quickly or last a long time. I got the idea right away this guy wasn't cumming anytime soon. So, I settled in for the duration, still giving it my best.

After some time, he pulled out of my mouth and back through the hole. I wondered what the hell this meant. Was he not enjoying it? Was I not doing a good job?

That's when he leaned down to the hole and said he wanted to suck me. This was a first. Until now, the way each encounter started, was the way it finished. If I started as the sucker, we continued until the other guy filled my mouth with cum. If it started with me being sucked, the same in reverse.

This was exciting, almost like we were together and trying to give each other pleasure, even though we were still separated by the wall.

I stood up and slid my cock through the hole. He didn't bother with the licking part at all. He just swallowed it all the way down at the first contact. He was good and it was a very nice blowjob.

I was enjoying his mouth but wondering what was next. I didn't want to cum yet, partly because I wanted to suck him some more and partly because his mouth felt so good. Were we going to switch again? Was he going to finish me off?

I decided to take the initiative and followed his lead from earlier. I pulled back from the hole and dropped to my knees. He slid his cock back through the hole and I went to work on him again.

We swapped back and forth a few more times. He had me close to cumming twice, which was my cue to pull out and get back on my knees. I know he was in a similar situation at least once.

Eventually, when he pulled away, he put his face to the hole and told me he wanted my cum this time. This was good for me, because I knew that I would want to continue sucking him after I came. I had learned that this wasn't the case with a lot of guys.

I slid my cock back through the hole and into his waiting mouth. I let him do the work for a while but as my orgasm built, I started thrusting my hips a little. I was thinking of how good his cum was going to taste and that put me over the edge. After being close to cumming a couple of times, when I released it was quite an explosion.

I stayed hard as he pulled off and cleaned up my cock with his tongue. Then I dropped to my knees to see him standing up and turning away from the hole. My first thought was that he had jerked off and shot his load while sucking me and that he was now finished. This wasn't good. I wanted the load of cum I thought I was due.

I don't know why he turned away, but he put my fears to rest when he turned back to the hole. I licked my lips again to make sure he got the message. He put his face to the hole and told me he didn't think I would be interested after cumming. I assured him I was interested.

I don't know if it was relief that I was going to finish him off or what, but it didn't take long for him to shoot a large load in my mouth. Hot and thick, it was wonderful. As he had done for me, I cleaned his cock the best I could and let him pull back through the hole. I watched as he pulled on his pants and zipped up. He turned and smiled back at me through the hole as he went out the door.

I was still hard so I settled back in the chair, stroking and fingering my ass. After a while it seemed obvious things had slowed down in the arcade so with a finger in my ass, watching a guy on the movie take a large, thick cock in his ass, I shot another load, cleaned up and left for the evening.

*

Following my back and forth encounter las week, I was becoming more excited about what might lie ahead. I was still exploring and wasn't sure about boundaries or rules regarding what was and was not considered acceptable behavior.

I was also getting the itch to explore other venues. There was nothing wrong with my usual hangout, but I knew there were other places offering the same, "services". As much as I liked the arcade I had been frequenting, I kept wondering how some of the others compared.

I started out right down the street at a place I had passed several times. Like most of these places, I can't recall the name. I'll just call it Number Two.

Right away there was a drawback to Number Two that didn't occur to me until I visited. Parking. The parking at the first place was all in the rear of the building, concealed from the street. Not so at Number Two. Parking was to the side of the building and not very far off the road. Even worse, the building was in the parking lot of what had previously been a large store but was now closed. The bookstore/arcade basically sat out in the middle of this large, open space. I wasn't all that worried about someone seeing me in this part of town, but it still wasn't a very comfortable feeling.

There weren't many booths in Number Two, maybe six or eight. The walls were unpainted particle board. Plain concrete floors also, where the other place had wooden floors. Tall ceilings and a little too well lit. Overall, the feeling at Number Two was cold and not welcoming.

Thinking every place is worth a try, I got tokens and found a booth. At least it was clean and had a nice, smooth hole that was plenty large enough not only for a cock, but to see through and communicate.

I dropped my tokens and began scanning the movie selection. In these settings, I almost always chose gay movies. As they became more available, bisexual shows with two guys and a girl became, and still are, a favorite.

The place was a little quiet on this evening, so I kicked off my shoes, pulled off my jeans and sat back in the folding chair for a stroke. After a while I heard the door to the booth on the other side of the hole open and close. Looking at the hole, I saw someone peeking through. The face quickly moved away from the hole and the next sound was the door to the booth being latched. I guess he wanted to check out what was in the booth next door before committing.

I decided to stay in my chair and let him make the first move. It took longer than what I thought was normal, but eventually a rather large cock slowly appeared through the hole.

I slowly reached over to place it in the palm of my hand. The guy seemed to like this because he moaned a little as his cock twitched at my touch. I was holding it lightly, sliding my hand along the length. It wasn't long before I noticed a little precum oozing from the slit. I leaned forward and licked it off, savoring the taste.

I went to my knees and engulfed the head in my mouth, swirling my tongue around it. He moaned again and tried to stick his cock farther through the hole. Figuring he was here to get off and wasn't interested in spending a lot of time doing it, I went to work.

Instead of my preferred method of slowly working the entire shaft into my mouth and throat, I plunged down on it in one smooth, but fast motion. His response was to utter an audible response that people in the hallway certainly could hear.

I drew back quickly, then took it all the way again. I worked up to a regular pace, which he seemed to like. At this point, he must have decided to slow down a little and enjoy what was happening because this went on for several minutes.

All this time I had my cock in my right hand and a finger from my left hand playing with my ass. I was turned on to the point where I was producing precum at a steady rate. Some if it helped lubricate my shaft, but most of it made it easier to probe my ass with my finger.

After several minutes he started thrusting against the wall. The walls were not very thick and moved with each thrust. Eventually we reached the point where my head was almost motionless as he fucked my mouth.

As he went faster it was more difficult to keep my tongue working the bottom of his shaft and continue a strong sucking with my cheeks, but I was determined to give this guy the best blowjob I could.

I was still stroking when he pushed one last time into my mouth and exploded. This guy was more of a shooter than a flooder. He just kept going for several spurts with a short pause between each one. After a few, the spurts lost a little volume and intensity, but I still wound up with my mouth completely full of his cum.

I always like to hold the cock in my mouth as long the guy will let me. For as much as this guy seemed to be in a hurry at the start, he was willing to stand there and let me bathe his cock with my tongue and his cum.

All good things must end, and eventually I had to swallow, removing my mouth from his cock to do so. I swallowed quickly and went right back down on him, making sure to clean him as much as possible.

He withdrew his cock and lingered just a little giving me a last look at that beauty. Then, he pulled up his pants, turned and left.

I sat back in my chair and resumed some slow stroking. I wasn't surprised that I had not cum when he did. I was concentrating on his pleasure, not mine.

I had hoped that his loud moaning would serve as good advertisement, and I guess it did. After he left, I sucked three more cocks in rapid succession, all to very satisfying completions. The last guy wanted to return the favor. By this time, I was happy to let him.

After I'd cum and withdrew my cock I looked through the hole to see him letting my cum fall from his mouth onto his cock that he was stroking, using my cum as his lube...

He slipped me a note that said: "let's connect on line - my name is Mitchibitionist and you can see my pix and vids on SQUIRT"

Talk about a horny guy!

*

Over the next several months I checked out a few other local arcades. After some successes and a few failures, I wound up with a nice network of four places that I considered acceptable based on things like location, cleanliness, security and setup. The most important single criteria though was that there was action.

One of these places was on what is called Dixie Highway, which is the direct route from Louisville to the US Army base, Fort Knox. This place was up on the Louisville end, and was part of a motel. The motel itself probably dated to the 1950's when Dixie Highway was a primary north-south route.

By this time though it had turned into not only a motel for hookups, but also a bookstore and arcade in the part of the building where the office would have been. I never checked out the rooms, but heard stories of people, male and female, leaving the curtains open while they fucked and stuff like that. It was a long, horseshoe shaped layout and I was never comfortable just strolling back into what looked like a place one could get trapped.

The arcade was pretty good, with about ten booths arranged in a semi-circle on the other side of a wall behind the counter. Booths one and two had what was probably the largest gloryhole in town. You could easily get your hand through the hole while sucking someone to play with his balls and even his ass.

There was also a small theater in the arcade area. At this point in time, I still wasn't comfortable with being in the same room as the other person, so I didn't have much interest in the theater. One day when business was slow, I did step in and check it out when I knew I was alone. This one wasn't particularly well laid out, but I did get a little excited wondering what kind sex went on in this room for everyone else to see.

The fourth place was in the city of Louisville going towards downtown on the corner of Hill Street and 7th Street. The most interesting thing about this place was there were absolutely no markings on the outside telling anyone what it was. It was in an old building with the door on the corner.

The arcade was behind a wall on the right with the entrance about halfway down. It was directly across from the counter. The booths were in a straight line. There were about twelve to fifteen of them and most had glory holes. I never figured out why, but this place was particularly good on Sunday mornings, with lots of guys looking to get sucked. I spent many Sunday mornings there, sucking as many cocks as I could.

Between these two, the one I called Number Two in the last chapter, and my original place I had options if action was slow at one, or I happened to be in the area of another. The total distance between all four of them was less than thirty minutes and there were times when I hit all four in the same day.

While the other three were acceptable, I was always drawn back to the original. As I've said before, it was comfortable to me. So, it was when I was there one night that I had another first-time experience. It wound up being two first-time experiences in one night.

I'm not sure if this is true of everyone who frequents arcades, but along with having a favorite establishment, I even had a favorite booth. There wasn't any logical reason I favored one booth over the others, other than I was comfortable when I was in that booth.

On this night, my favorite booth was occupied, as was the one next to it and the three on the opposite side of the hall. Busy night. This meant I had to go across the store to the other hallway, a place I rarely went. I found a booth and started my usual routine of getting out of my pants to be comfortable.

As soon as I sat down and began stroking my cock, I noticed movement through the hole. The booth wasn't occupied when I went into mine, so he must have entered right after I did.

There was a lot of rustling around over there and I leaned in for a peek. The guy was getting completely naked. While I wasn't far behind, having only my shirt on, I was instantly rock hard at the site of a fully naked man right in front of me.

With me still peering through the hole he did the finger thing. I stood up and slid my cock through. He didn't even wait for me to get it completely through the hole before he started licking and sucking on the head. Like most arcade professionals, this guy was very good.

Since I had just arrived, I was in no hurry to get off and hoped to enjoy a little back and forth with this guy. The glimpse I had gotten of his cock let me know he was cut, (which I prefer), and probably about six inches plus when hard.

After a while I tried to pull back so I could signal him that I wanted to suck, but he was having none of that. When I attempted to pull away, he clamped down hard with his lips.

After what must have been about ten to fifteen minutes, which is an eternity in most of these situations, he let go with his mouth. I instantly tried to pull back, but he grabbed my cock with his hand and started stroking it. I know sometimes in a marathon sucking session my jaw will just get tired and need a break, so I thought that might be what was happening for him.

I could hear more rustling around, but he continued to stroke me. Then I felt something cool and wet on my cock while he stroked.

The next feeling was what I thought were his lips on the head. I still couldn't figure out the cool, wet feeling but at this point it didn't matter as long he went back to sucking.

As he took more of my cock it just felt different. It was warm and smooth, just as it had been, but somehow different. When he had it all the way in, he just stopped for a couple of seconds. The next feeling was of him pulling off, them plunging back down. When he hit bottom, there was a noticeable thump on the wall.

While this felt good, I was dying to know what was different. His up and down movements on my cock were into a slow, steady rhythm now. After less than a minute of this I couldn't stand the suspense any longer, so I quickly and unexpectedly pulled my cock back through the hole.

When I looked down my cock was slippery and glistening. I looked to the hole, expecting to see his mouth and him telling me to put it back through. Instead, I saw what turned out to be his ass crack. In an instant, it all made sense. When he stopped sucking me, he applied lube to my cock, turned around and took me in his ass.

While I was developing a serious liking of playing with my own ass and inserting things into it, I had never fucked another man and had never been fucked. Now that I knew what it felt like to have my cock in an ass, I wanted more.

Before he could move away, I shoved my cock back through the hole and into his ass. Now that I knew what was happening, I took over and started sliding my cock in and out of his ass. At first, I was trying to match what had been his pace when he was controlling the action. Man, this felt good.

I kept fucking him slow and steady. I started wondering what he was doing on the other side of the wall. Was he stoking his own cock? What would his ass feel like when he shot his load? Would I even know when he had cum?

After a little while he started moving again. I took this as my signal to pick up the pace. I began thrusting a little faster and holding it in him just a split second longer on each thrust. As funny as it sounds, through all of this, cumming had stopped being my goal. I was more interested in enjoying this new experience for as long as it could last.

The guy on the other side was obviously focused on cum. Mine. He started moving again and I started going faster, eventually slamming into him harder and faster than I had ever fucked any woman.

At this pace, and after this much action, it wasn't going to take long for me to cum. When the feeling started, I tried to go even faster, but I'm not sure that was possible. I just kept driving my cock into him.

Then, the question popped into my head of where was I going to cum? I immediately realized this wasn't my decision and that I should leave that to him. If he wanted me to cum in his ass, who was I to deny him that pleasure?

Turns out that was just what he wanted. As I kept up the fucking, he stopped moving. I pictured him standing with his hands on his knees, backed up the wall taking my cock. As I processed this imagine in my mind my cum shot deep into him. I buried myself in his ass and shot spurt after spurt.

I caught by breath and began to soften, easing my cock out of his ass. As I looked down at my cock, I remember being pleased, and a little surprised, that it was perfectly clean. There was a little cum dripping from the slit which I used as lube to stroke it lightly.

I dropped to my knees to see him sitting in the chair, still naked, watching the movie and stroking a very erect cock. I put my finger through the hole but saw him shake his head. I stayed there watching him and after a short time he came to the hole. He thanked me for what he called a very good fucking, but said he wanted to be fucked at least once more before he got off.

I found it quite incredible that after all the sucking and fucking he hadn't cum. I told him I would need a few minutes to recover but would fuck him again. He thanked me but declined, saying that getting fucked by different people was part of the thrill.

I told him that when he was ready, I'd still really like to suck him off. He told me to get dressed and leave the booth, but to keep an eye on it when people entered. He said I would know what to do when the time came.

Not really knowing what I was in for but certainly intrigued, I dressed and exited the booth. I was enjoying the fact that I had just checked another first of the list, of fucking a guy through the hole.

I got a soda from the vending machine and was wondering how in the hell I was going to kill time. I was enough of a regular that most of the guys that worked the counter knew me by sight and I could probably have gotten away with just loitering in the hallway, but as I thought about it, that might scare guys off.

Fortunately, the guy on the counter this night was someone I had talked with previously. Hanging out with him was fine and I could see the doors to both booths.

We stood there just talking about anything that popped up while I tried to not make it too obvious that I was watching for something to happen. I didn't want him to ask me what I was waiting around for because, frankly, I didn't know.

A couple of guys went down the hallway, but didn't go into the booth I had been in. It took a while, but a guy came out of the hallway on the other side of the store and went down the one I was watching. On his way out, he pulled open the door, looked in, and entered what had been my booth.

So, now I'm waiting for something that will tell me what to do next, but what the hell is it? Fortunately, it didn't take long to find out.

Pretty soon, the door to my old booth opened and the guy peeked out into the hall. I quickly turned away from the direction of the hallway so he wouldn't catch me watching him. I waited just long enough before turning around to see him entering the booth next to mine.

Bingo! This was my signal to go back to the booth. My cock immediately got hard at the thought of watching two guys through the glory hole. This was something I had hoped I would luck up on one day, but never had. Being both and exhibitionist and a voyeur, I was incredibly excited.

Again, not wanting to be too obvious, (not sure why), I continued to make small talk with the counter guy until a customer came in needing tokens. This was my opportunity to make a break and I went straight to the booth.

I slipped in quietly, not letting the door slam or anything like that. Even though it was obvious putting on a show was OK with my recently fucked friend, this new guy might have other ideas.

I slowly and quietly locked the door and eased towards the hole. Remember, this place had wooden floors that would creak and make all kinds of noise.

When I got where I could see through the hole, what a sight! I had waited long enough for the new guy to get really worked up. He was naked, on his knees giving what looked like an enthusiastic blow job. At first glance this was exciting, and I began to strip. By the time I was naked I got a little worried he might make my new friend cum and I would get cheated out of a load.

I went back to looking through the hole, stroking my cock and enjoying the show. The guy I had just fucked tapped the new guy on the shoulder and motioned for him to stand. He then reached down and grabbed the new guy's hard cock, about seven inches and slender. He said something in the new guy's ear which was probably asking to be fucked.

He then turned around and bent over, grabbing his ass cheeks and spreading them wide. The next guy starts sliding his hard cock up and down the other guys crack. The other guy must have had lube sitting on the chair because the new guy reached down and picked it up from a place I couldn't see. He smeared it on his cock and up and down the other guys ass, even sliding a couple of fingers in.

I had a great view as he positioned the head of his cock at the other guy's hole and pressed forward. He was going slow, as if he was afraid that he was going to hurt him. It was all I could do not to reach through, tap the guy's leg and tell him to pound away because this guy can take it.

The other guy must have let him know because soon he was buried in his ass. He held it there for a bit, then began pumping in and out, going faster with each thrust. This was the hottest thing I've ever seen in person and my cock was so hard it ached. I was stroking slow, doing my best not to cum. I really wanted to wait to do that when the new guy filled the other guy's ass with his load.

I watched and stroked as the fucking continued for a few minutes. I heard the new guy ask where he should cum. I didn't hear the reply, but since he kept pounding the answer was obvious.

The new guy pumped fast for the next few strokes, then slowed way down. This is difficult to pull off, but I love it when I can slow down at just the right time before cumming. Cumming while thrusting slowly is a great sensation and I guessed that was what this guy was trying to do.

After three or four slow thrusts he slammed it home, pulled hard on the other guys waist, arched his back and unloaded. He'd pull back just a little and slam in again, and again. It must have been quite a load.

I was kneeling to be able to look through the hole and when the guy pulled his cock from the other guy's ass he turned towards the hole. The sight of that semi-hard cock dripping cum from the tip sent me over the edge an I blew my load on the wall and floor in front of me.

I crawled up into the chair and rubbed the cum that I had gathered in my hand all over my cock, which stayed hard for quite a while. I just sat there for a while not paying attention to much of anything enjoying the feeling of checking another item off the list of watching sex through the hole.

The slamming of the door to the next booth brought me out of my dazed state. As I was moving towards the hole to make sure by new fuck buddy was still there, his cock came through the hole. At last, was going to get to suck it.

I knew if this guy really had not cum through two serious fuckings he had to be ready and may not last long. That didn't really matter to me because the cum is always the best part.

I licked all over the head, tonguing the slit and running it along the bottom of his shaft. I wrapped my lips around the head and took it into my mouth. I tried to ease the rest of his cock into my mouth, but I just couldn't make myself slow down.

I was sucking at what I thought was an aggressive pace when he started thrusting his hips. I sped up, and so did he. Eventually, I stopped and just let him fuck my mouth. This did the trick and soon he slowed. He pulled all the way out of my mouth and let the first blast hit my lips. I opened wide and he stuck the head in, filling my mouth with a very hot, sticky wad of cum.

As he slowed and then stopped cumming, I swallowed his cum and continued making love to his cock. I hadn't wanted this to ever end, but now I was sure it was about to. I sucked, licked and cleaned his cock for as long as he would let me. Finally, he withdrew and pulled back through the hole.

I must have done a pretty good job cleaning him off because he pulled on his pants without any wiping off or anything. I was looking at him through the hole as he left. He turned, gave me a thumbs up and out the door he went. I got dressed and did the same. It had been a very good night.

*

So far in these stories, I've talked about places around Louisville on the Kentucky side of the Ohio River. This time, I'm moving it across the river to the Southern Indiana city of Clarksville. I didn't go to this location very often because it took a little bit more of an effort to get there.

This place started life many years ago as a regular drive-in theater. At some point, the drive-in started showing adult films. This was before my time in the area, but I heard stories and the evidence was still there. The screen was still up and there was a large fence built around the parking area for the drive-in to prevent any unwanted, (or unpaid), viewing of the films. This must have been interesting because the screen faced towards Interstate 65, probably about a quarter of a mile away. I'm assuming by the position of the fence nothing could be seen from the highway.

Anyway, by the time I arrived, the drive-in was not operating. Inside the building which formed the base of the screen was a bookstore, arcade and two theaters. The arcade evolved and improved a little in the time I was there. The theaters were divided into one straight and one gay.

Since I still wasn't sure about being in the same room as anyone else, I avoided the theaters and started by going to the arcade, which was always a pretty good time. The arcade area was large with a lot of booths. The inside walls of the booths were white which I like because you can see quite a bit better, both in your booth and looking next door through the hole.

Instead of chairs in the booths, they had wooden stools, which were great for just leaning back on and stuff like that.

The only gripe was that the glory holes weren't very large. They were large enough for most cocks, but thinking back on it now, I've sucked a few that probably would not have fit through these holes.

One night, I was in a booth one from the end of the row. The hole in my booth connected to the last one that was against the wall.

I went in and did my usual preparation of completely removing my pants, slid the stool into the corner and leaned on it while I stroked and watched the hole.

After not very long someone entered the booth next door, looked through the hole and slid his fingers along the edge. I was just getting started and not even completely hard, but I stepped over and slid my semi-erect cock through. It immediately when into a mouth, but to say I wasn't impressed was an understatement.

This guy was one of those who thought the sloppier the blow job, the better. I suppose some guys like those, but I really don't. I need a at least a little friction to get things moving. Sloppy, slobbering blowjobs are like sticking my dick in a glass of water.

I let him go on for a bit and then pulled back and slid my fingers along the hole. He took the hint and a nice, but kind of small, cock poked through. I got down on my knees and began trying to give him the feeling I wanted him to give me.

Soon, he pulled back and dropped down to the hole. He asked me if I would go out to his truck with him. See, the area that had been where the cars parked to watch the drive-in movies was now a large, vacant space. There were always a few tractor-trailers parked there.

This put me in a spot. Until now, I had never even been in a booth with someone else, much less get into another person's vehicle. I don't really know why, but I decided this was the night and told him OK.

I pulled on my pants and we exited the booths about the same time. When I got a look at him, he was older, probably in his fifties, and kind of short. Otherwise, his appearance was unremarkable.

I followed him out to the parking area in the back. He let me in the passenger's side door of the truck, then walked around and got in the other side. I wasn't sure how to lock the door, but he took care of that once he got in.

The sleeper area of the truck was bigger than average, but nothing like the miniature apartments you see rolling down the highway today. Still, it was large enough that we could both get back there and he could draw a curtain across the opening.

He started getting undressed and I did the same. Once we were naked, I asked him what he liked to do. He said he liked to suck and be sucked. He said he also liked to be fucked, but that he didn't get hard enough to fuck someone.

He laid down on the bed and I went back to work on his cock. He wasn't lying. I was doing some of my best work and he was only about three quarters stiff.

We traded spots and he went back to slobbering on my cock. I was beginning to think this whole adventure was going to be for nothing when he stopped and asked me to fuck him.

He laid on his back crossways on the mattress so I could stand/squat near the side. He threw his legs back and spread his cheeks. I had some precum going and slid the head of my cock along his crack, lingering at his hole.

Then he reached over towards the head of the mattress and grabbed what I supposed was lube. It was, sort of. He produced a jar of honest to goodness Vaseline! I know this is what straight people think gay and bi guys use, but we all know that it just doesn't work very well and there are better options. Of course, at this point, the only guy I had fucked was the guy from Chapter 5, so I really didn't know any better, either.

He smeared some on his ass, and then on my cock. As awkward as the position was, I eventually got the head inside him. He must have been serious about liking to get fucked, because he never hesitated or asked me to stop or slow down. I slid slowly into him and then held it there for a second before easing back out.

He told me to go ahead and just fuck him. And, that's what I did. Being able to look down and see his face and how much he was enjoying getting fucked, along with watching my cock go in and out of his hole was very exciting for me.

I reached down and grabbed his cock and started to stroke him in time with my thrusts. He really liked this, so I kept going. As I pumped into him faster, and stroked him faster, I knew it wouldn't be long before I deposited a hot load in him. I told him I was close to cumming and he just nodded and moaned. I figured this was enough warning if he had wanted me to pull out. With a couple of more thrusts I shot several spurts of hot cum up his ass. I was so wrapped up in my own orgasm that until it was over, I didn't realize he had cum as well, all over my hand. I licked it off, pulled out, thanked him and that was that. I got dressed, got out of the truck, into my car and headed home. What started as a so-so night, really turned out to be quite enjoyable.

On the way home I started thinking that since I had broken the ice of being face-to-face with the other person instead of doing everything through a hole, I should try out the theater.

It was a few weeks later when I had an opportunity to go back to Indiana. It was $20 for both theaters. This was the late 1980's, so twenty bucks was not small change, but I hoped it would be worth the investment.

To get to the theaters from the desk you walked around the end of the desk and through a doorway in the wall. An immediate right turn was then required, followed closely by a left turn into another hallway leading to the right. Once you made the left turn you were looking directly at the door to the straight theater. The gay theater was further down the hallway.

I paused for a second at the door to the straight theater, took a deep breath and pulled open the door.

As I looked in there was enough light from the hallway that I immediately noticed guys standing along the wall that was on the left. I stepped in, let the door close and stopped to let my eyes adjust. I knew the guys were standing along the wall, but I could no longer see them.

Looking straight ahead to the screen I could make out a few rows of theater style seats. The room was big enough that it could have accommodated more seats. There was a large empty area between what was the first row of seats and the screen. It didn't occur to me then why all this space would be left seemingly wasted.

As my eyes adjusted, I started looking around. I was still standing just inside the doorway. I began to make out a few heads of people sitting in some of the seats, but it didn't seem like there were very many people in the room.

When I turned to my right, I saw that not only were there men lined up along the side wall, but the back wall as well. Between both walls, there were probably ten guys standing. By this time, my being in the theater was old news and many seemed to be going back to whatever they were doing when I entered. Of the guys along the back wall, I saw two of them stroking each other's cocks.

I decided the back wall might be a good place to start this adventure. My logic was that I would be able to see whatever was going on as well as whoever came in. I eased along the wall until a guy moved over a little to make room for me to stand. I leaned back against the wall and began to look around.

There was a little action in the seats. I saw a couple of heads drop down in front of the person next to them. I even saw one guy get out of his seat and kneel on the floor in front of his neighbor to suck his cock.

The guys along the back wall that were stroking each other were still at it, and my cock was beginning to stir. I reached a hand down and rubbed it through my jeans. Between watching the guys in the room and the movie, I quickly had to unzip my jeans and pull out my cock.

As soon as my cock was exposed, the guy that had moved to make room for me reached over and gently wrapped his hand around it. He slowly stroked it a few times before turning slightly towards me. I looked down and saw his pants were around his ankles and his very stiff cock was poking right at me.

I reached down and tried to stroke him in the same fashion as he was stroking me. Stroking cocks through a glory hole can be difficult unless the cock is over eight inches, so this was a new feeling. About this time, he stopped stroking my cock and unbuttoned my jeans, letting them fall to the floor.

He went down on his knees and turned me slightly towards him. My ass was no longer against the wall at this point. He reached out for my cock with his tongue and played with the head for a while before taking it in his lips. He eased down my shaft until he had it all the way in, then slowly withdrew and went back at it again.

The next thing I felt were two hands on my waist from behind me. They slowly started reaching up underneath my shirt, rubbing my stomach and chest. When he got to my nipples, he started rolling them between his fingers.

He pulled my shirt up from the back and started kissing and licking my back. This was another new sensation and felt good. I could tell he was easing his way down to his knees. When he got there, he pulled his hands around to where he was holding my ass and beginning to spread it a little.

The guy sucking was still doing a great job but honestly, I was lost in the feelings of whatever was happening behind me. I was also wondering what was going to happen next. I had thought of being fucked but wasn't ready to go through with it just yet.

Just then, the guy behind me started sliding his tongue down the crack of my ass. Involuntarily, I spread my cheeks as wide as I could. He then pulled away and started at the bottom, working his way up. When he got to my hole, I thought I would cum right there. Wow! What an intense feeling of pleasure it was.

Then another guy stepped up in front of me, bent down and started licking my nipples while running his hands all over my back and stomach. He switched from one nipple to the other and back again several times.

The guy rimming me pulled away and I could feel him standing up. I thought this was going to be the moment of truth and wondered how I was going to keep his cock out of my ass when I suddenly felt what turned out to be his hot, sticky cum all over my ass cheeks and running down my crack. The whole time he was rimming me he had been stroking his cock and I guess reached the point of no return. His cock stayed hard for a short time, and he slid it up and down my crack until it went soft.

All of this was too much for the guy working on my nipples who had begun stroking his cock as well. He clamped down on a nipple with his lips and blew his load on my stomach. Some ran down onto my cock and the guy sucking me just kept going, taking the other guy's cum in his mouth.

This was enough to send me over the edge and I began pumping my load into the cocksucker's mouth. I guess this was what he was waiting for as he started moaning and I realized he was cumming all over my leg.

As we all tried to gather ourselves, the guy who had been sucking me stood up, turned around and pushed back into me with his bare ass. He turned his head and asked me to fuck him. I told him I was spent, but maybe after a rest. At that point, the guy who had been rimming me stepped in between us saying something about not getting to fuck me and shoved his cock up the cocksucker's ass. I backed away but stuck around to watch the show which was quite a bit of fun. I was almost ready to cum again by the time the fucker shoved his cock deep in his ass, held it there and pumped him full of cum.

By now, the cum on my ass, stomach and leg had dried enough that I pulled up my pants and made my way to the door. The theater had been a lot of fun. I enjoyed being the center of attention and certainly loved having an audience. Getting splattered with cum was a bonus.

After this experience, my trips to Indiana became more frequent. None of the places in Louisville had a theater as active as the ones at this place. I eventually visited the gay theater a few times, but the straight one was always more active. I even saw guys bring women in there from time to time, but they always got mobbed by virtually every guy in the room.

One night, neither theater had much going on. I hung out a while, then moved over to the arcade. It too was a little slow. I managed to suck a couple of cocks over about an hour and was thinking about going back to the theaters when I spotted them. A couple. Guy and girl.

I've never been one to just stand around the arcade, leaning on the wall waiting for something to happen. I prefer to stay on the move, checking out what's happening in which booth, etc. To me, that's why it's called cruising and not standing.

I was walking down the aisle between two of the rows of booths and I saw them walk by the other end. The guy was holding the girl and pulling her along by the hand. He wasn't pulling her in a way that made me think he was forcing her, more like he was leading her.

I sped up to get to the end of the row quickly and hopefully see where they went. I was very much hoping they would enter a booth with a glory hole I could use to watch them do whatever they had in mind.

By the time I got to the end of the row, they were nowhere to be seen. Figuring they took off down another of the rows, I just started walking around hoping to run into them again.

I turned a corner and almost literally did just that as the guy and I both had to stop short to keep from running into each other. He smiled, the girl smiled, and I smiled, but then they stepped around me and went on their way.

Since I didn't want to be too obvious about following them, I proceeded on in the other direction. When I got to the end of the row and turned the corner, they were standing there like they were waiting for me.

The guy motioned me over with his head and I stepped up close beside him. He told me that his girl wanted to watch him get a blowjob from a guy and asked if I was up for it. I just smiled, reached down and rubbed his hardening cock through his jeans and told him I would love to.

They were both probably in their late twenties. He was shorter than me and a little heavier, but in a stocky way, not fat. She was thin as a rail. She had on a tight tank top sort of thing. The tightness was the only way I could confirm she had any tits at all. She was wearing stretch pants. I guess they would be called Yoga pants today.

They led the way and he selected a booth. The booths weren't tiny, but they weren't exactly large either. Still, we made it work.

He went straight ahead into the corner and she stepped off to my left. I latched the door and turned to find him with his pants already down and a nice cut six incher pointing at me. I glanced over at her and she had her top pulled up over her head so her little tits were on display. I wanted to flick the nipples with my tongue but thought better of it. He hadn't said anything about her participation.

I unbuttoned, unzipped and dropped my jeans, then got down on my knees. I glanced over at her as I took the head of his cock in my lips, sticking my tongue out along the bottom of his shaft. I went to work sucking him as slowly as I could, trying to give her a good show.

She had her hand down the front of her pants, obviously stroking her clit. The more I sucked him, the more she rubbed her pussy. Finally, she pulled her pants down giving me a look at her nicely shaved cunt. By now, she was finger fucking herself like mad.

He was enjoying my mouth, but didn't seem ready to cum. I stopped sucking to take a break, stroking his glistening cock. It must have been the sight of his slick cock, but she looked at him and told him to fuck her, right there, right now.

I'm sure I had a kind of what about me look on my face as she turned and squeezed between the two of us with her back to him. She bent slightly and told him again to fuck her.

I had to get off my knees and sit on the floor, but there I was staring at her pussy with his cock sliding in and out. What a closeup! She braced herself against the wall with one hand and was fingering her clit with the other.

I was stroking and loving it when I had an idea. I wasn't sure how well this would go over, and I guess I was counting on it being a heat of the moment kind of thing. I moved closer to her and reached for her clit with my tongue.

She pulled her hand from her pussy and put it on the back of my head. At this point I'm not sure he knew what was happening, but she made sure he did when she told me to eat her pussy and urged me to lick faster. If he cared, he never said so. He just kept pumping, and I kept licking.

Very quickly she came and screamed where anyone in the arcade could hear. She was shaking so hard it was difficult to keep my mouth and tongue in contact with her cunt.

He started thrusting faster. She said she was cumming again. He kept pounding into her and all at once slammed it deep and held it as he began to cum. As quickly as he started to cum, he pulled out of her pussy and shoved his cock in my mouth. I wasn't really expecting that but was happy to take all he could give me.

As he began to soften and pulled out of my mouth, she took my head and forced my face back to her cunt, telling me to clean her out and do a good job. I was very happy to oblige.

As everyone's breathing slowed down and they began to get dressed I looked over to the right and saw a face through the glory hole. My hope, when I first saw the couple was that maybe I'd get to watch them put on a show. The way it turned out I was part of the show for someone else.

I still had not cum, so I stood up and removed my pants completely as they moved past me to leave. We exchanged smiles and I patted her pussy one last time.

Once they were gone, I leaned against the stool and looked at the hole. The fingers sliding along the edge of the hole told me it was my turn to get off. As worked up as I was, I knew it wouldn't take long. The guy was a very good cocksucker and had me on the edge in a short time. He'd stop, let me regain some composure and go at it again. Just when I thought he would never let me cum he went after it with gusto. I rewarded him with the biggest load I had shot in a long time.

*

After being in Louisville for about three years, work caused me to move again. This time the destination was North Carolina. Specifically, the area around Greensboro, High Point and Winston-Salem.

If the Louisville and Southern Indiana area was a fertile environment for cruising arcades and theaters, North Carolina was the exact opposite. So far in my cock sucking career, the only way I had to get my fix was through these places. I discovered quickly that my options were going to be severely limited in my new home.

So, even though I would wind up living in North Carolina for six years, my experiences were not nearly as many as in my three years in Louisville. And, they were generally not nearly as remarkable.

The first place I found, was on a street called High Point Road. It was in Greensboro, not far from the Four Seasons Mall, which was shopping central. A trip to the mall is how I found this place, but I probably passed it up a few times because it was small and tucked in between a couple of other businesses.

I don't recall the name but like I said, it was small. The bookstore area was crammed with stuff in a very tight space. The arcade started with one short hallway to your right and a longer one if you went straight. The longer one widened into two rows with booths down the middle and on the sides.

In all my experiences in South Florida and in Louisville, the booths had been constructed of framing and plywood. In this place, and everywhere else in the area, I was first introduced to what seemed to be prefabricated units, designed for this specific purpose. They appeared to be the kind of things that would just be put together on site.

Another first for me was that the doors and walls didn't go all way to the floor. They stopped about twelve inches from the floor, all the way around.

The hallway to the right only had booths along one wall. The booths in the middle of the two aisles in the back introduced me to something else new, the Buddy Booth.

In case you don't know, the Buddy Booth is a rectangle shaped window in the wall between two booths. The glass is opaque so nothing can be seen on the other side. Once you are in a booth and have dropped some tokens, you have the option to clear your side of the glass. If the person on the other side also clears the glass, you can see each other from about the stomach area down to just above the knees. No faces can be seen unless you bend down or squat to get your head at that level.

Keep in mind that before you clear your glass, you have no idea if the person on the other side has already cleared theirs. You could still be looking at nothing, or you could immediately be looking at some guy stroking his cock. Over the years, I've experienced both, and a little more.

While the Buddy Booths were interesting and could add to your horniness, the downside is there were no glory holes. I remember wondering if the booths were even large enough for two people. I would soon find out they were, but not by much.



I mentioned tokens and this was one of those places where twenty was the minimum purchase. One drawback to the arcades in those days was those damned tokens. Twenty tokens equal a lot of weight to be rattling around in your pocket. I usually wound up carrying them around in my hand and looking for a place to sit them while in a booth.

The first few times I visited were completely unremarkable. There weren't very many people in the arcade, and most of them were in the booths lining the walls, meaning there was probably no one next door if you were in a Buddy Booth. There was a little cruising going on from time to time, but you couldn't leave the door to your booth open or cracked to invite someone in. The movie wouldn't play unless the door usually jacked off and went home.

Finally, one night I went in, took a booth in the middle, dropped my tokens and my pants, cleared my side of the Buddy Booth screen and went to work stroking my cock. I sat down on the little bench that was a built-in part of the booth and propped my feet up on the wall on either side of the screen. This allowed me to stroke and gave me access to finger my ass.

I hadn't been there very long when suddenly the glass cleared. On the other side was a very hard and very nice-looking cut cock being stroked by the owner. I kept up what I was doing, and the other guy moved to position himself where he had a better view of me fingering my ass.

As this went on for a few minutes, it started to be pretty much of a turn on. I was oozing precum and using it to help my hand slide up and down my cock. The other guy was doing the same. Eventually, he started stroking faster. I wasn't sure how I was going to react, but I was pretty sure I was about to watch him cum.

He then turned so he was directly facing the screen on his side, only an inch or two away. A couple of strokes and he shot his load, all over his side of the screen. I admit that it was hot watching him splatter cum all over the screen.

What happened next was even hotter. He stood there for a second then dropped to his knees and started licking his cum from the screen.

This was all it took to send me over the edge, and I blew a big load all over my chest and stomach. Still squeezing cum from my cock, I scooped some up with my fingers and licked it off. I repeated this until it was all down my throat and, while I wasn't necessarily clean, I was clean enough for whatever was next.

The guy next door fogged his glass but not until he gave me a nice look as his still semi hard cock being stuffed into his pants. I heard him unlock the door and walk away.

I've always enjoyed a good jerk off session and cumming like that is certainly fun, but I was still ready for more. I decided to stay where I was and see if anything else happened.

It took a while, but I heard someone enter the booth next to mine and lock the door. I heard tokens drop and was eagerly waiting for the glass to clear. At this point I had a fully erect seven inches I was very proud of and wanted to show someone.

However, there was nothing but fogged glass on the other side. I assumed he was sitting there stroking and not ready to be see and be seen. I know that sometimes even now when I first enter an arcade or theater, I'm not immediately ready for intimate contact.

After a little longer and the glass still fogged, I began to think he might not know how the Buddy Booth worked. If he just wanted to jerk off alone, he could have chosen a booth along one of the walls. Why was he wasting a perfectly good opportunity for a little voyeuristic and exhibitionist session?

I decided to quit obsessing about it and went back to stroking my cock, fingering my ass and watching the movie. I guess I got very interested in the movie because a little later I noticed the glass had cleared, but I wasn't sure how long it had been this way.

As I looked through the glass, I saw another nice, cut cock. This one was very similar to mine in size and shape. The guy was standing, facing the glass and very slowly running his hand along the shaft. Precum oozed out the silt. I quickly forgot about the movie, concentrating on my new neighbor.

Every now and then he would stop stroking, grab his cock and smear his precum on the glass. This was getting me very hot and bothered. I was desperate to have his cock in my mouth.

Then I hit on an idea. I put my legs down and stood to face him, stroking my cock the same as him. The next time he stopped and leaned towards the glass I dropped to my knees and got as close to the glass as I could without touching it. I positioned my mouth right where he had his cock, stuck out my tongue and licked my lips. I reached out my tongue as if was trying to lick his cock.

The next thing I saw was his other hand drop down to the level of the glass and him use his finger to motion me toward him. I thought he wanted me to get closer, maybe even touch the glass. This was something I wasn't sure I was ready to do.

He must have figured out that I wasn't picking up on his intention because he motioned me with his hand, turned sideways and pointed to the door of his booth. He wanted me to join him in his booth! He didn't have to ask twice. After a long dry spell, I was finally going to get to suck a cock again.

I yanked up my pants, grabbed my tokens and slipped out of the booth. Not wanting to run, but deep down really wanting to run, I made my way to the end of the row and back around to his booth. I knocked softly and he unlocked the door.

As I entered the booth he immediately dropped to his knees and started to unfasten my jeans. Once he had them around my ankles he literally dove onto my cock. He was very hungry, and very good. I figured it had been a long time for him, too. Knowing that I could cum again and still be ready for more, I decided to let him continue as long as he wanted and was prepared to give him my second load of the evening.

I leaned back against the door and was just about to close my eyes when I noticed that I could see through the glass into the booth next door where I had just been. The glass was still clear because my tokens had not run out yet and my new friend had not bothered to fog the side we were on.

As soon as my time ran out, the glass on the other side fogged. I was leaning back enjoying a very fine blowjob. I was getting close and, thinking it a decent thing to do, warned him I was about to cum. He went down a couple of more times then stopped. He stood up and asked me to suck him for a while.

I'm pretty sure he was worried I would bolt as soon as I shot cum down his throat. Rather than explain the situation I just reached down and stroked his cock while I licked and sucked on his nipples.

He moved slightly back into the booth and was leaning against the back wall where the bench was. I knelt in front of him and started licking around the head of his cock and slipping it between my lips. He was in just as much of a hurry to get sucked as he was to suck and shoved his cock into my mouth.

I was trying to go slow and give him as much pleasure as possible, but he began to thrust his hips faster and faster, literally fucking my mouth. This isn't as pleasurable for me as allowing me to control the action when I'm sucking, but I figured it was his orgasm so why not let him do it his way.

At about this time, I realized that the glass had cleared. I glanced over to see a guy sitting on the bench stroking what had to be nine hard inches of cock. I assumed that he was watching me take this cock in my mouth. At least I certainly hoped he was watching me and not the movie.

Thinking I was being watched really turned me on. Somehow it was different than being watched in a theater and I thought about how hot it made me when I realized a guy watched me with the guy and girl in the booth in Indiana. I was getting more comfortable with the idea of being an exhibitionist.

About now my guy told me he was close and asked where I wanted him to cum. My normal position is that it should be his choice, but I had another thought. Since we were putting on a show, I told him to pull out and shoot it into my mouth.

He went a couple of more thrusts and pulled out, pointing his cock at my open mouth. He stroked it once and a thick, creamy rope of cum landed between my nose and upper lip. This was followed by several more spurts. I caught a lot of it, but some splattered on my cheeks as well.

I took his cock back all the way into my mouth, sucking and cleaning the best I could. He shuddered when I had it all the way in and swirled my tongue around the head. He grabbed my head, I think just for something to hold onto to, but he held me there for a long time, until his cock began to soften.

He pulled out and slumped down onto the bench. I was wiping cum off my face and licking it from my fingers, using a little for lube to finger my ass as I continued to kneel in front of him. As he caught his breath he smiled and told me how great that was.

I told him I had very much enjoyed his mouth on my cock as well and that he almost got my load earlier. He thanked me, but then told me he was sorry but that after cumming he loses all interest and would not be returning the favor.

As disappointing as these situations are, I've learned over the years that most guys fall into this category. I know that if they would just stick with it, they'd be back in the groove in a few minutes, but they almost never do. I told him it was no big deal and thanked him for a very nice load of cum.

I gave the head of his cock one last tongue bath as he put it away and I watched as he dressed and left the booth. I took the position on the bench and went back to stroking. That's when I remembered the guy in the booth next door.

I looked through the glass and he was still there. Not only that, through watching me get cum shot all over my face, he was still rock hard and oozing precum. I decided to follow the other guy's lead, so I stood facing the glass and motioned for the guy on the other side of the glass to come over. He wasn't a novice like I was and got the meaning right away. In just a few seconds, he was at the door to my booth.

I unlocked the door to let him in and reached for his cock, only to find it still hard and sticking out of his pants. The guy hadn't even put his cock back in his pants for his trip through the arcade!

He wanted to know what I liked to do, and I told him to suck and be sucked and that I always swallow. I decided now was the time to let him know that I'm still ready to go after cumming. He smiled and dropped to his knees.

Unlike the last guy, this one was into making love to a cock. He licked it all over, ran his lips over it, rubbed it against his cheeks and slowly stroked it. It seemed like forever before he actually put it into his mouth and started sucking. When he did, he was good. I was standing, tweaking my nipples and looking down as my cock eased in and out of his mouth.

Then, I felt his finger sliding along the crack of my ass. He put it in his mouth to wet it, then went searching for my hole. I was more than ready for this and reached back to spread my ass cheeks, making it easier for him.

When he got there, he eased his middle finger in just far enough, then slowly withdrew. He repeated this in rhythm with his sucking. I was lost in pleasure and wanted this to last all night. Somehow, I knew it wouldn't.

I was back to tweaking my nipples and very slightly thrusting my hips in time with his head bobbing. I desperately wanted to cum but didn't want to disrupt his rhythm. As I started to get that tingling feeling in my balls, I told him I was close and asked if he was ready. He never stopped. He only moaned something that let me know he was and wanted it.

No more words were spoken as I let out a load moan and unloaded into his mouth. It was a very large load considering I had cum earlier and he gulped to swallow the first couple of blasts. He pulled off but kept the head on his tongue between his lips. Then, when I stopped shooting, he went all the way back down on me, taking it all in one more time. I'm pretty sure I shuddered just as the guy I sucked off had.

He stood up and we somehow managed to maneuver in the booth so he could sit on the bench. He pulled his pants all the way off and spread his legs wide as I knelt in the position of worshiping his cock.

Like is said in an earlier chapter, I don't carry around a tape measure, but I know I'm seven inches and he was at least two inches bigger. I took it in my hand and slowly ran up and down the length while giving it an adoring look. It was beautiful.

I leaned in, reached out with my tongue and bathed he head. When I put my lips around the head he moaned and raised his ass off the seat to try and get more into my mouth.

This gave me an idea and I reached around grabbing his ass and pulling him to the edge of the bench. I then took one of his left leg and raised it over my right shoulder. Again, he caught on to my intention and put his right leg over my left shoulder. Instead of resting his legs on my shoulders, he put his feet on the wall on either side of the video monitor.

By doing this he gave me the freedom to move and great access to his cock, balls and ass. I'm not sure what made me do it, but I started running my tongue down towards his crack. This guy smelled very clean, like he had showered and come directly to the arcade.

I reached in and spread his cheeks giving my tongue an easier way to his hole. I had rimmed one girlfriend before, so I knew that rimming was not like eating pussy. I started slathering his hole with my tongue, making him nice and wet.

He reached for his cock and was stroking it slowly and moaning. I didn't want him to shoot his load anywhere except my mouth, so I replaced my tongue with a finger in his ass and engulfed his cock all in one motion. I was doing my best and it must have been good enough because in no time at all I got that gooey blast filling my mouth with hot, creamy delicious cum. I sucked until he began to soften and cleaned him up as well as I could. As we were both getting dressed, I noticed someone on the other side of the glass watching us. Maybe North Carolina wasn't going to be so bad after all.


I would love to tell you that the rest of my time in North Carolina was as hot, fun and exciting as the encounters I described, but unfortunately, that's not really the way it played out. There were certainly more opportunities to suck and be sucked, but compared to what I was accustomed to, they were all plain vanilla.

Over the next couple of years, I found a few more places, all bookstores with arcades. Two were in Greensboro, but further away than the one by the mall. One was in Winston-Salem, but from where I lived, worked and hung out, it was a quite a distance. Eventually, there was one in High Point. It was right on Main Street in a town of only about 65,000 people at the time. Parking was close to the street. Not the most discrete location in a smaller town.

All of them had pretty much the same booth arrangements, except the one in High Point, and it was a mixture of prefab and constructed. Still, no glory holes and no theaters anywhere.

So, the next six years were not a very remarkable time in my sex life. Hooking up in these places was not at all guaranteed and many visits ended with a jack off session, alone.

Fast forward to the mid-1990's and I moved again. This time to Knoxville, TN. On the surface, if I thought North Carolina was a sexual wasteland, Knoxville appeared to be even worse.

There was one "adult" store in town, and it was just a store that sold videos and toys. No arcade or theater. I heard stories of sex taking place in the parking lot behind the store, but after hanging out for a couple of hours, three or four times and seeing nothing, I gave up.

Just when it looked like all was lost, I was saved by a new invention that was making its way out into mainstream society. The Internet!

Yes, it was a dialup modem and, despite being very computer literate when it came to the ones we used at work, I had no idea how I was supposed to look anything up.

My first web browser was Netscape, which didn't take long to get the hang of. I think I speak for most of us back then about how naïve we were in the way we thought we had to communicate with a computer. I recall typing "pornographic material" into a search. Now, I type "bareback cumshots".

I don't recall specific websites but somehow, I learned about a couple of parks that were popular with men looking for sex with other men. One was called Sharp's Ridge and the other was I.C. King. A quick check of Google Maps reveals that both are still there after all this time. By now I doubt either are active, but back then they were both decent.

I learned about Sharp's Ridge first. As the name suggests, it is situated high on a ridge that runs east-west. From up there looking to the south, there is a great view of Knoxville. The road up to the park is very steep. Not that you would want to be sucking dick outside in the winter, but I doubt you could get up there in snowy or icy conditions. It was a one-way in, same way out kind of deal.

The north side of the road was all woods, with lots of little turnouts and places to park. Keep in mind that until now, my cruising had been in theaters and arcades. I had to learn how things worked in situations like this.

I soon figured out that the best thing to do was to park in one of the turnouts and see what would "cum" along. I preferred to choose ones I could back my car into, so I had a view of traffic from either direction.

I also learned something about myself and how much I liked, (depended on?) porn for stimulation. The first time I parked and after sitting there a while decided to pull out my cock. While I had no problem getting a boner, mentally I just wasn't as into it as in a theater or arcade.

Nothing happened that first time, so I printed several stories that I found on the Internet. Like most men, I'm very visual, but I'm also one of those people who gets immersed in whatever I'm reading. Applied to porn stories and my problem was solved. Sitting in my car stroking a raging boner while reading about some dude getting gangbanged by a bunch of bikers, and I was good to go.

The first contact I made on Sharp's Ridge was a guy who drove by at least three times in each direction. Eventually he parked somewhere farther along the road, out of sight to where I was sitting, and he came walking by. We made eye contact and he came up beside the passenger side of my car. (I later learned that this was considered the "safe" way to approach someone in a vehicle).

As he walked up, I was a little unsure what I should do. My cock was out, hard as could be, and a little precum was oozing from the slit, caused by the story I was reading. By the time we made eye contact I figured he would notice me scrambling to put my cock back in my pants, so I just sat there.

He leaned in the passenger window and said hello. I returned his greeting and he came right out and told me I had a nice cock. I thanked him and continued stroking very slowly as we chatted.

I told him that I was new in town and didn't really know what to expect in the park. He shared some stuff that helped me get acclimated as things went on.

After a few minutes he walked around the back of the car and came up to the window on the driver's side. He said something about how he really shouldn't do this, but he reached in and took my cock in his hand. After a couple of strokes, he asked me if I ever fucked guys with my cock.

I told him that either side of anal sex was something I had yet to explore, but that I was very into oral, giving and receiving. He said he would love to suck me off, but it was also obvious that he was a little disappointed I wasn't a power top or something.

Just when I thought I was at least going to get a blow job he said that it wasn't safe enough in the park for him. He also shared that he had a "partner" who would be none too happy if he knew my new friend was out sucking other dicks.

After we talked longer, he asked if I could ever get away during the day on weekdays. I told I could from time to time, with a little planning. He then told me about a website that had a gay chatroom. He told me his username and asked me to get on there and look for him in the chats. He said we could communicate that way and maybe set something up.

With that he left. No one else happened by so I kept reading my stories until I blew a load right there in the car and went home.

When I got home, I looked up the website, and signed up. I went straight to the chats and sure enough, here was my guy. I fumbled around until I figured out the proper etiquette and eventually was able to get him in private.

I told him I was the guy he met today on Sharp's Ridge and he said he was glad I showed up because he was afraid that I wouldn't go to the trouble. I admitted to him that compared to the way I've sucked and gotten sucked in the past this was turning into a lot of work. He promised to make it worth my effort.

He then told me the rest of his plan for hooking up. He said he worked in a mainstream video rental store. It was a local thing, not one of the chains from back in that time. He said he opened the store every day at 10:00, but that during the week there were rarely any customers until at least Noon. He said that if I could stop by a little after 10:00, he could lock the door and hang up a sign that he was out and would be back soon. Then, we could go in the back room and do whatever.

It took a few days, but I finally came up with an excuse to leave work mid-morning. We set it up and the next day at 10:15 I pulled up in front of the video store to see an "Open" sign on the door. I walked in the door to the video store to find him alone behind the counter.

We chatted for a few minutes when he whispered that we needed to wait for a customer to leave. I looked around and didn't see anyone else in the store. He figured out I was confused and told me there was a guy in the "adult section". It turned out that there was a separate room where they kept the porn tapes. It wasn't marked or anything. It was one of those deals where you just had to know about it. I later learned that most of the mainstream video stores in the area had an adult section.

Sure enough, a couple of minutes later, a guy came out a door near the back of the store carrying a video carton. I moved away from the counter and acted like I was browsing the videos while he checked the guy out and sent him on his way.

After the guy got in his car and pulled away, my new friend locked the door, flipped the sign around to read "Closed" and told me to follow him.

We went to the far back corner of the store and through a door. There were shelves with tapes on them, boxes of tapes and supplies, a desk and a bathroom back there. There was also a large TV up on a shelf with a VCR connected.

He walked up to me and rubbed my cock through my pants. Then he dropped to his knees and began undoing my belt and pants. In seconds he had my pants around my ankles and my cock in his mouth. I wasn't even hard yet, but it didn't take long. This guy was pretty good at sucking cock.

After a bit, I reached down and told him I wanted to suck him. Somewhat reluctantly, he stood up and we switched positions, with me on my knees. I unfastened his pants and pulled them down to find a nice cut cock of probably about six inches.

I went to work on him with my usual technique of putting the head in my lips and running my tongue all over it until I finally swallowed his cock all the way down. He moaned, grabbed my head and started fucking my mouth. I was really getting into it and anticipating getting a hot load when he pulled out and pulled me to my feet.

He told me that while he could do this all day, realistically he had to reopen the store soon. He said that he was desperate for my cum and dropped back to his knees. This was the first time that I felt like I was under some kind of pressure to have an orgasm. Frankly, I didn't really like it much.

I put it out of my mind and started concentrating on how good his mouth felt on my cock. I held his head and started fucking his mouth the way he had fucked mine. It didn't take long until I warned him that I was about to blow. He just moaned his approval and I pumped four long spurts of cum into his mouth.

As he stood up, I started back down to my knees, but he stopped me saying that he really had to reopen the store. When I told him that I really wanted to suck him off he was surprised. He told me that he had done this before with a lot of guys and that none of them ever wanted to reciprocate after they shot their load.

He still seemed intent on leaving me to reopen the store. I was so horny for a mouthful of cum that I told him I would fuck him if he let me suck him off first. Keep in mind, I had never fucked anyone in the ass, and wasn't sure I wanted to. But, I knew from our first meeting that getting fucked was this guy's thing so I figured that was how I would get him to let me suck him off.

Sure enough, he stopped and turned around. He smiled and said that he guessed it would be OK, but that if anyone knocked on the door we would have to stop.

I dropped to my knees as he got out of his pants and went back to work on his cock. I went at it with gusto because I so desperately needed to taste his cum. It didn't take long for him to start fucking my mouth again like he had before.

He held my head still while he controlled the action. I was stroking my cock while sucking as he fucked my mouth and used my tongue along the bottom of his shaft. He started to tense, and I knew I was about to get what I was after. He never spoke, no warning at all. He just exploded. Spurt after spurt flooded my mouth, hot and creamy, just the way I like it.

I wanted to cum myself but remembering my promise to fuck him, I let go of my cock. I still hadn't swallowed his cum as he pulled me up, grabbed my face and planted his open mouth on my lips, his tongue swirling around his cum inside my mouth. This was a first for me and I thought I would lose it. Damn, that was hot.

After sharing his cum, we both swallowed what we had. He asked me if I was ready to make good on my promise. I told him I was but thought it only fair to tell him this would be my first time fucking a man, or any ass for that matter. I had fucked a few women, and tried to talk them into anal, but none of them ever went for it.

He smiled at me and told me he liked being the one to break my cherry in that sense. He turned and pulled something out of one of the desk drawers that turned out to be lube. I remember thinking that no one else must use this desk if he keeps that kind of stuff in plain sight.

He squirted some lube in his hand, then smeared it all over my hard cock. The warm, wet feeling had me ready to shoot, but somehow, I managed to retain my composure. He took another squirt in his hand, reached around and lubed up his ass.

He then turned and leaned over the desk, resting on his elbows. Instinct took over as I approached him and used my left hand to spread his cheeks while my right hand guided my cock to his crack. I stopped to slide my cock up and down his crack a few times, slowly passing by his hole each time.

He was moaning and pushing back on me, so I figured it was time to take the plunge, so to speak. I think knowing this guy was a bottom who had been fucked a lot helped as I started pressing my cock into his ass. I wasn't worried about hurting him. Still, I wanted to go slow for my own enjoyment.

Soon, I was buried in his ass. It was warmer, and much tighter, than any pussy I had ever fucked. As I held my cock still for a few seconds I could feel him squeezing his ass around it. Again, this got close to sending me over the edge.

I started easing back out, until only the head was still in, then I slowly slid back all the way in. I held it there for a split second and repeated this several times. He had raised himself up and was supporting himself with his left arm extended and hand on the desk. His right hand was stroking his cock.

I continued to fuck him slowly like this until he spoke up and told me that while this felt great, he was ready for a good pounding. I grabbed him by his waist and shoved my cock in a little faster. I practically jerked it back out before slamming in again. From his reaction, it was obvious this was what he really wanted.

As I picked up the pace, after every three or four strokes, I would pull all the way out, then plunge back in. Then, on one of the times I had just pulled out of his ass, I heard a voice behind me say, "Damn, that looks good."

This startled and scared the fuck out of me all at the same time. I turned around to see the customer from before that had rented the porn tape. He was standing there with his cock out. It was hard and about the same size as mine.

It was then that I noticed the guy I was fucking hadn't moved and didn't seem at all surprised about the sudden appearance of someone else in the room. The new guy told me to get back to what I was doing because he was enjoying the show.

I'm not sure how I hadn't lost my hardon in all this, but I stuffed my cock back in my guy's ass and started fucking him again. The other guy walked up close on my right side, stroking his cock with his right hand and rubbing my ass with his left.

The guy I was fucking moved off the desk and turned to take the new guy's cock in his mouth. By now I was back to the previous pace, pounding him hard and fast. The other guy was fucking his mouth at about the same pace. I still wasn't sure what the fuck was happening, but also didn't really care. This was my first time having sex with two people at the same time, and I was enjoying it.

The guy getting sucked closed his eyes and tilted his head back. Taking this as a sign he was about to cum, I asked the guy I was fucking where he wanted me to shoot. He told me to fill him up with my cum, which only made me thrust harder and faster.

With very little warning I started pumping cum into him. My legs were shaking, and it was all I could do to stand. The other guy was unloading his balls into my guy's mouth at the same time.

As I began to soften and pull out the guy I was fucking turned around, still jacking his hard cock. I dropped to my knees and started to wrap my lips around the head, but he put his hand on my forehead and told me he was too close to cumming.

Holding my head just an inch from his cock he blew several thick ropes of cum. Some managed to hit my tongue, which is a feeling I love, but most went all over my face. When he stopped cumming he dropped to his knees and kissed me again, licking his cum off my face and us sharing it as we had before.

As the three of us gathered ourselves, I saw that the guy who had walked in on us had dressed and was sitting on the desk. My new friend walked over to him and they engaged in a passionate kiss. I started picking up my clothes and finally had to ask my guy exactly what was going on.

They both kind of chuckled and then he told me the rest of the story. The whole thing was a setup. The video store didn't really open until Noon, so there was no chance we would be disturbed meeting around 10:00.

My new friend was watching for me through the windows since he knew my car from the park. When he saw me turn off the street, he flipped the sign to "Open" and went behind the counter.

The guy who he said was a customer was the video store owner, and my new guy's "partner" he had mentioned when we met at the park. He was already in the store waiting for me to arrive. This was all done so the owner guy could check me out.

Once he left with his supposedly rented tape, he drove away and waited a few minutes until he knew we were in the back room. He then returned and entered through a back door that could not be seen from where we were having sex. By the time he revealed his presence, he had watched everything we had done without me knowing.

This also explained how my guy was able to leave lube in a desk drawer in the back room. He and the owner were the only ones that were ever back there, except for the guys like me they brought in for sex. They told me this was something they did with regularity and that it was always a good time.

My new friend asked me if I was mad. I wasn't and said so. I did tell him that I thought they went an awful lot of trouble to put this together. We talked for a while and I told them what it is like to have straightforward, spontaneous, anonymous sex in theaters and arcades. However, I acknowledged that this had been a lot of fun and that I was extremely turned on by the idea of being watched and not knowing it.

By now it was almost Noon and store really did have to open, so we said our goodbyes and I left. I stayed in touch through the chatroom and went back a few more times. We never had a threesome again, just me and one or the other of them,

but that first time sure was memorable.