A married guy enjoys being a cock-slut

I am a bisexual married man of 43, but I have been
sucking cock since I was 13 and have sucked at least
500 men and boys. I weigh a fit 170lbs, am 6-ft tall,
professional, cute and shaved mostly smooth. I have
dark brown eyes with exceptionally long eyelashes. My
proud cock is thick, pretty, uncut, very clean and
slightly longer that a dollar bill. The head of this
prize is dark pink when hard, sports a prominent ridge
and is perfectly proportioned to the weighty shaft.

My wide and flexible mouth is entered through plump
soft lips. My throat can handle cocks up to about 10
inches, less if the shaft is overly thick. I almost
always swallow.

My wife knows about many of my experiences but I
haven’t told her everything — she might wonder what
type of cum-slut she married. Anyway, I just adore
gloryholes. My most intense cock-play has been in dark
plywood booths with large holes and sticky floors. I
think there is nothing sexually more exciting than
watching a beautiful anonymous cock emerging through a
cum-slicked hole. I want to tell you fellow cocksuckers
a few of my gloryhole highlights. Every word is true.

I first encountered this wonderful invention as a young
sailor in the bay area. I was viewing a gay vid in an
arcade when I saw a finger poking through a hole cut
just above the seat of the small bench. This was an
intriguing situation; I instinctively knew that this
was a cocksucking hole.

With no hesitation about an invisible guy having my
cock at his mercy, I launched my gloryhole career. My
nylon running shorts were already down around my
thighs. I merely slipped them off, placed one knee on
the bench, my other foot on the floor, and inserted my
fresh sailor cock. His technique wasn’t memorable, but
the nastiness of feeding my warm cock to a hole was
exhilarating. I came pretty hard and withdrew slowly. A
skinny cock instantly appeared through the hole. I had
no desire to suck it so I left. Up to that time I had
only sucked a few cocks. As a teen, I was often nervous
after cock-play and lost all horniness after cumming.

After four years in the Navy I returned to my very
conservative home state. There were no gloryholes in
the area then or now. Oh I sucked a lot of dick. The
university I attended had several tearooms where I
sucked college and older men. Eventually I discovered
an all-night gay bathhouse and really racked up some
blowjob numbers. Some nights, I would do a lot of coke,
buy some fresh poppers, strap on a tight cock-ring and
dive in. I enjoyed slutty games like setting a goal of
swallowing at least 10 or 15 loads in a night (I always
meet my goals). But, those are other stories.

In the early 90’s I attended two years of graduate
study at the University of Texas at Austin. On my first
afternoon on Guadalupe St. I entered a video arcade and
found the gloryholes. I would end up sucking many men
and boys there before they renovated and removed the
holes. Hmmm….can you remove a hole?

Anyway, the one cool incident there was when I
performed for an audience of 3 or 4 guys sucking a very
young, very large cock. The booths had curtains instead
of doors and when feeling slutty I would leave the
curtain open. I have always loved men, and women,
watching me suck dick.

This kid was slowly beating his lovely, 11 inch shaft
in the light of the video. This prize cock had to be
sucked…and I am always certain that the best cocksucker
around is myself. (Large, thick, clean cocks are rare
and deserve to be serviced by those of us who truly
appreciate the erotic power and visceral appeal of the
perfect cock. Of course I am a strict size queen, but
since I too am hung I don’t feel too guilty for being
particular. Now, when I was a young cock-slut, I would
suck almost any hard cock. But, I soon became committed
to seeking and sucking as many well-endowed men and
boys as often as possible.)

I whispered loudly, “Let me suck it.” He turned his
slim body away from the video screen and the erect
wonder swung sweetly to me. I knew by how he gingerly
steadied the enormous base that he was shy, yet proud
of being so perfectly hung. The shiny head was slightly
less bulbous than a tennis ball. His cut cock was as
thick as his adolescent wrists and longer than his
forearm. Sighing as he gave me that always lovely first
entry, I was struck by a sudden thrilling realization:
this young stud could anticipate a long and colorful
lifetime of awestruck cocksuckers worshiping him.

Unlike many super-hung guys, he was gentle. His pumping
was easy, almost apologetic. I smiled with my eyes as I
accepted more and more of him. The hole was very large,
and I got to look at his smooth, hairless lower torso
fuck my mouth. Like a cunt, my mouth lubricates
naturally around big cocks. By not swallowing saliva as
I suck, I can build up a loud, nasty cunt-like opening
for dick. This was a nice blowjob.

I do pride myself on being an expert cocksucker. My
eyes closed in sweet slutty ecstasy as the boy slid
more dick to me. I know how hot a good oral fag looks
in action, and I am not selfish with my sex. I slowly
drew my head further into my booth and his cock
followed. His flaxen ring of downy pubic hair was in
the hole. After lowering my mouth as far as I could—
about 8 1/2 of his 11 inches—I casually drew the heavy
blue curtain completely open. My back arched slightly,
pushing out the firm tanned cheeks of my ass.

The red lights in the hallway highlighted the bronze of
my long smooth legs. My t-shirt was on the floor, small
glistening beads rising on my hairless breasts and
shoulders. The skimpy running shorts I wore were
bunched tightly, mashed into the cum and piss coating
the booth floor. I usually try not to beat off while
sucking. While I love the intensity of orgasms while
swallowing cock, I find it distracts from my focus on
pleasing my sweet willing men. Nevertheless, my own
nice dick stood steely and sticky as I looked to the
hallway with the boy’s cock securely in my throat.

My appreciative audience of 3 included another white
college kid of about 23, a black guy about 30 and a
long haired late 20’s guy with a superb bod. I had
watched the longhair pull up on his bicycle, his firm
ass-cheeks smiling out from frayed levi short shorts.
With sloppy wet sucking, I made direct eye contact with
each of the three. The black guy smiled as the college
kid blurted out, “So cool!” A classic bulge led to a
purple shiny cockhead poking through the long frays of
the longhair’s shorts. I raised my slimy lips up the
boy’s satiny shaft, revealing to the men the true
nature of this slut’s blowjob skill. They
simultaneously, almost unconsciously, drew closer to
the fag show I so proudly offered.

I sucked with steady, measured rhythm on the boy,
releasing vibrating moans low on his shaft. The show
would be too short if he came now, and I was careful to
withhold my proven “cum in me now” maneuvers. His
entire cock and balls were now thrust completely
through the gloryhole. My wet blowjob was clearly
visible and audible to the entire theatre. And I loved
it!

The others watched as the longhair stepped into the
booth, his now firm cock held 8 inches straight out
under his hiked up shorts. I turned my eyes to his him
and withdrew my cuntlips to the gloryhole cock’s hard
ridge. Looking up into the longhair’s blue eyes, I
smiled around the boy’s velvety cockhead, and nodded
toward the cock jutting from the longhair’s slutty
shorts. My new booth-mate’s cockhead was bathed in
sticky pre-cum as he placed it wetly on my cheek. I
lifted my head from the boy-dick and held both shafts
with trembling hands inches from my dripping, swollen
fag lips.

A bottle of poppers was offered to all by the black
guy, whose walnut colored shaft held a glowing plum
cockhead. The longhair held them to each of my nostrils
as I inhaled fully with lusty, slutty intent. The
always welcome slut queer glow roared through my slick
fag body to a thrilling crescendo at my steely dick. My
wide crimson lips lowered onto both cockheads with a
ragged sigh. I am, once again, in gloryhole nirvana.

After alternating for several minutes, I had a
delightful idea. I again held both shafts selfishly and
raised my wet face to the longhair and cooed loudly, “I
want you to cum on his cock so I can lick it off in
front of everyone.”

The college guy chuckled, “Yea, guys…that would look
hot.” The longhair smiled and began stroking his cock
against my hands gripping the boy.

I returned my lips to the gloryhole gift, angling my
head to the full view of the hallway as I swallowed
two-thirds of the boy’s cock. The longhair beat his
dick faster, bumping the exposed shaft below my loud
lips. I pumped the boy cock and cradled the large
shaved balls beneath the longhair’s cock.

By now, at least three more guys were watching my cum-
slut show. They crowded into the doorway of the booth
as the longhair moaned loudly, “I’m getting close…where
do you want it?”

I gasped, frantically lifting my mouth, “On his cock!
Cum on his big cock and I’ll suck it off him!”

He shuddered hard, arching his big dick toward me and
the stiff boy’s shaft. I grasped the base of the
longhair’s cock and placed his head on the boy’s
cockhead, licking both wildly. The longhair’s cum was
thick, greyish white and plentiful. He splashed five or
more heavy cum streams on the head and long shaft of
the gloryhole cock. It was a splendid, slutty, sticky,
fag paradise. I hungrily licked and swallowed the warm
coating, starting a slow jacking along the slippery
shaft.

I had nearly finished cleaning the longhair’s cum from
the boy, when he started pounding the plywood wall of
the booth. My dripping lips quickly regained a hold on
his shaft, the muscles of my trained throat flexing,
fucking his cockhead.

The first shots of cum were jets directly into my lower
throat, searing my heaving torso. His cock pulsed
violently as I raised my mouth-cunt, madly gulping his
hot cum into my sore mouth, spewing onto my lips my
chin and finally dripping obscenely to my cock. I back
away from both cocks, sitting on my heels and jack my
cock. I am covered in hot, slippery cum, literally
wallowing in the cum on the floor. My hand is furious,
my thick shaft in a vice-like grip. My cum streams at
least three feet in the air, splats hard on the
gloryhole rim and wall. I slowly stand, bending
completely over at the waist to raise my sticky shorts
up my trembling legs. I smile at everyone as I leave.