Not too long ago I was at my favorite gloryhole cruising spot looking for some action. Soon after I entered a booth and freed my hard cock I saw a finger beckon my cock to the other side. I happily complied and stuck my cock and balls through the hole waiting for a hot mouth to start working my dick over. Much to my delight I started receiving a wonderful suck job from my anonymous friend on the other side of the thin plywood wall. A few minutes into our encounter I felt him stop but keep his fingers wrapped around my ever-hardening cock. The action soon resumed but with a different feeling. In the end I would discover exactly what he was doing. This new and marvelous attention my cock was getting continued for around ten minutes until I couldn't hold back anymore. My butt tightened and I shot my copious load as my body convulsed in absolute pleasure. As my orgasm subsided and my cock softened I pulled out to thank my new sex servant only to be greeted with a tight and wet asshole oozing with my recent creamy juice. I realized that when he stopped sucking me he turned around and backed his asshole onto my cock and gave me my first gay anal experience. And my first gay bareback fuck too. I had only sucked cocks and swallowed cum before that but this new experience initiated me into the my newest addiction of fucking tight hot assholes.

I'd love to hear any of your similar encounters at the wonderful gloryholes we go to for anonymous sex. Please post your stories for all to see.

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I had a strange one a few years back in the west suburbs of Chicago. Usually when on company business I book my own motel but for some reason the company did it this time. I had quite a drive and was quite tired by the time I arrived early evening. As one considerably more horny in the morning, I wasn't looking for any excitment. However, on the way back from getting a bite to eat, I saw there was a ABS almost across busy Mannheim Road, so, why not. I plugged a few coins in one of the machines in a booth, jacked off for a while, but really wasn't on to it--you know how it feels when not quite hitting on all cylinders. There had been guys standing outside the booths looking for action, but I didn't pay much attention. I started to turn around and zip up, when I saw a mustached mouth with a tongue flicking at the glory hole to my right. Given I wasn't as turned on as I would have been earlier in the day, and given I'm a rather slow cummer, I almost passed up the opportunity, thinking I'd sack out, wake up about 2 a.m., and then pound off by myself, but then again, why not. So, I fed the semi-limp hose through the hole. To this day I don't know what that young Hispanic kid did, but he sure as hell knew how to do it and it didn't take all that long. When I shot, it was one of those I felt deep down in my balls and it really left me weaked kneed. Funny what the old bod is capable of doing, isn't it?

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