Glory Holes - - - Just What I Needed. - Sex Stories

Glory Holes - - - Just What I Needed.

... toilets. I wanted, I needed, I had to have glory-holes. Those were great days when all the public toilets in my city had wooden walls with glory-holes in them. I can't think of a time when I went in and nothing happened. Always dirty old men there to thrill a young cock like mine. One day I went to the outside toilets in a pub. There was one urinal and one cubicle. It was a Saturday afternoon. Again there was an old pervert standing at the urinal. I went into the cubicle. Blow me there was a large glory-hole in the wooden door. I sat and watched the old guy wanking at the urinal, whilst I wanked my own cock. He knew I was watching, because he turned round and faced the door and continued wanking. No doubt he could see me exciting myself. He came over and crouched down putting his mouth to the hole. I didn't hesitate, I put my cock through immediately and straight into his mouth. What a fucking lovely sensation. Standing being sucked off through a door. These new experiences were just driving me sexually crazy. I was being taught all these new ways by all these old strangers and I couldn't get enough of it. Then he withdrew his mouth and I thought it was finished, and I hadn't cum. I kept my cock in the hole for a few seconds longer and then I felt his hand take hold of it. He guided my cock to what turned out to be his ass-hole. He was bent over with hips spread, pushing gently back on my cock until I felt the resistance suddenly cease and my cock was in this tight, smooth, ...

... warm, slippery ass-hole. It suddenly dawned on me that I was fucking this guys cunt, just as I had read in the stories on the cubicle walls elswhere. I couldn't keep still. I began to fuck him. He was able to put his hand round and grope my balls as I fucked. My mind was in orbit. I couldn't believe I was actually doing this, but the excitement, the feelings I was getting, were so fucking filthy and depraved that I just had to keep on fucking him. I could hear him gasping with pleasure and this made me more excitable. There I was standing fucking a complete stranger through a fucking cubicle door. My first time to fuck a man and it had to take place in a pub toilet. Believe me when I say, that the fucking did not last long. I couldn't hold out any longer and I shot my load right up his hole. I stood there until my cock was flacid again, then went and sat down until I was able to calm myself. I probably sat there for about five or six minutes, then left and went back out through the pub. I don't know if he was still in the pub as I rushed through and went straight home. What an exciting wank I had in bed that night. Those were great days, long before aids became an issue. Bareback fucking was the in-thing as I soon found out. Now, not only getting sucked was on the glory-hole menu, but fucking a man was also available. That started my fixation with glory-holes. I have absolutely no idea how many strangers I have sucked off over the past fifty-plus years. Must be an incredible ...