High School Glory Hole (part 1)
A guy who is curious about sucking finds his curiosity satisfied when he encounters a glory hole — only to find that his life is forever changed! I hope you enjoy this work of fiction.
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My name is John, a freshman in a very average American high school. I love girls and have begun dating, but I have some curiosity about men – actually I'm not at all attracted to men, but find cocks to be fascinating. When I looked at porn magazines I enjoyed the pictures of women sucking men, but strangely I found myself wanting to be sucking. I don't think I am gay, since I'm not attracted to men, but would like to try sucking a cock just to see what it is like.
Naturally, I cannot tell anyone about this strange desire – so far it has just remained in my private thoughts and jack-off fantasies. All this changed when I went to take a leak in the boy's room adjoining the locker room at school. All of the urinals were in use, so I went into the end stall. It was against a wall on one side and had another stall next to it, separated by a painted plywood wall. As I pissed I noticed a 2 inch diameter hole in the wall to the next stall. Written on the wall was the phrase "suck here".
I didn't catch the meaning, but as I was finishing up a cock came through the hole. I reached for it and squeezed it. I had never handled another guy's cock before, but it felt good in my hand. Then it dawned on me that he was looking for a blowjob. This was really new to me, and I was nervous as hell, but I turned around from facing the toilet and sat down, and latched the stall door. I began to stroke the cock and studied the shape. It was similar to mine, but a little different. It was longer than mine, but thinner, with a very big head.
I leaned to it and took the head in my mouth and really enjoyed how good it felt, like cocks and mouths were supposed to be together. I didn't really know what to do, but just sucked and moved my tongue around. I heard the guy grunting and soon he was pumping his load into my mouth. It was very strange and strong tasting, but not a bad taste. I held his cock in my mouth even after he had stopped pumping.
He pulled out and whispered, "thanks, I really needed that!'
I sat there and held his load in my mouth, savoring the manly taste. I had been curious about cocksucking for a very long time, but now I knew what it was like, and I loved it. However, I knew that being a cocksucker was about the worst thing a guy could be, so I knew I had to keep this a secret.
Sucking like this was truly wonderful, but if anyone saw me coming out of the stall they would know. I waited a minute for the guy I just blew to leave the boy's room. By that time another guy had entered the stall next to me. Would he want a blowjob too? I just waited and soon his cock came through the hole. It was a lot shorter and thicker than the last one.
Now knowing what was expected, I swallowed the load in my mouth and proceeded to suck the new cock. Still a rookie cocksucker, I just tried to move my tongue and mouth around as much as I could, hoping it would work. It did and soon he gave me his load. After he pulled out I continued to hold his load and I decided to wait for more.
In a few more minutes my patience was rewarded and a huge black cock came through the hole. I swallowed and took the head into my mouth and found I could only take about two inches more. There was no way I could ever take the entire cock into my mouth, so I sucked as well as I could. Then I remember seeing some porn movies of women sucking really big cocks, and stroking them. I took hold of his shaft and stroked him while I sucked – maybe that was the proper way to suck a really big cock. I was learning and willing to try anything that might work.
Soon he pumped his seed into my mouth, pushing forward as he came. This took me by surprise as he pressed to the back of my mouth and I started to gag. He deposited his load in the back of my mouth and I swallowed immediately, my mouth being already full of his cock. He pulled out and departed.
That had been quite an experience! The only part I didn't like was that by cumming in the back of my mouth I didn't really taste his cum. So far all the cum I had tasted was very strong tasting, but not bad, and I found myself wanting more.
I decided to stay for one more blowjob, and soon had another cock in my mouth. By now I was beginning to get the hang of it, and the guy responded quickly, giving me a nice warm mouthful of cum. As I gave more blowjobs, I found that the cum was actually tasting better, and that I wanted more. I suppose that it might be an acquired taste and I was definitely acquiring it!
I waited a minute for the guy to leave, but before I could leave another guy entered the stall. His cock was huge – probably an adult. I looked down and saw his feet under the stall wall – he was wearing brown dress shoes, not the tennis shoes the other guys had been wearing. I wondered if this was the coach. It really didn't matter – his cock was through the hole and I knew what to do. I sucked him and did the very best I could. He pumped in and out, as if fucking my mouth. I moved my head in unison with his pumping, being careful not to take him too deep and choke. I did take him all the way to the back of my mouth, just short of gagging – perhaps I could learn to avoid gagging with some practice – he did seem to like the feeling of hitting the back, so I gave him as much of it as I could take.
He came and gave me an especially large load. It had the familiar manly taste but was the best tasting load so far. He pulled out and I sat their enjoying the taste of his load. I listened carefully for his departure but heard nothing. If he was still in the boy's room I certainly didn't want to be seen leaving the stall.
Finally, I got up and opened the stall door. To my horror, Coach Marshall was standing there waiting for me. "Hello John," he said.
"Hi Coach," I replied, "I'm kind embarrassed."
"It's okay," the Coach replied, "come with me to my office."
Despite his reassurance, I was scared. The very first day I sucked a cock and I'm caught already!
Upon entering his office he sat behind his desk and offered me another chair. "I suspect that you may be more than just embarrassed," he said.
"You got that right!" I replied, "am I in trouble?"
"Not at all," he said, "I just wanted to welcome you."
"Welcome me?" I asked.
"Yes," said the Coach, "about 10% of all guys are like you, but many are too timid to try. The glory hole is there to make it easier for boys like you to suck, while taking care of a lot of horny guys."
"You mean you really WANTED this to happen?" I asked.
"Yes," he responded, "when the boys get blown regularly there is a lot less trouble, and I enjoy it as well!'
"But I can't have this getting all around the school," I protested, "and you caught me on my first day."
"You got caught because I waited for you," explained the Coach, "The guys may wonder who is sucking them, but I don't allow them to loiter in the boys room to find out. If they want to get sucked, they have to be nice about it."
That was reassuring. The coach explained that I could come back whenever I didn't have class – at lunch, after school, or during study halls – he even offered to give me a pass excusing me from a study hall as needed.
I realized that as I had sucked so many guys that I was late for my history class. The coach wrote me an excuse, saying that I helping him out.
I thanked him and told him I hoped I could help him out regularly!
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