The Gloryhole Waiting Room, part 2
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Nippy: I was in a meeting in a high-rise office building when the first text came through. It was just the face of a young cute guy with floppy, semi-curly blonde hair. At first I did not recognize the number and so was not sure why I was receiving this. I did think, Wow, this is a cute young guy. The next text I received made me so excited I almost wanted to leave the meeting. I realized it was from Bill. I had first met him over a year ago, when I responded to a personals ad. He was looking for guys who would be willing to have their dicks filmed at a glory hole. Truth be told, I did like the gloryhole experience. I had tried it a handful of times, starting back in my college football days (which is where I got my nickname, in case you were wondering). I found those early gloryhole experiences to be exciting. But I have to admit what really excited me was the idea of having my dick on film. I remember instantly getting hard at the thought. Since that time, Bill had texted me a few times with the same prospect. I was given a time slot to be there, there was an explanation about the waiting room, and there was the promise of an amazing blowjob.
The interesting thing is that these texts were never accompanied with a picture before. I must admit that part of the excitement was not knowing who would be sucking me. Of course, I would watch the videos later to see who it was. Usually, I did not find the person especially attractive. But I suppose that's one of the things a glory hole is good for, there is limited contact between the two people using it. It's about the act not the person. But I was more than pleasantly surprised to see this picture come along with the text. This guy was cute. He had a boyish face and I'm sure it would look amazing with my huge schlong right in front of it.
The text beneath the picture said, Hey, It's Bill. Next Saturday we're going to break in a new guy. His name is Kevin, and as you can see he just turned 18 a few months ago. Believe it or not, he has never sucked a cock. He wants you to help break him in. So I'm trying to get as many guys as I can to support him. Let me know if you can show up at the waiting room any time noon-3 PM. Just the usual rule: refrain from cuming at least 72 hours before the shoot. We want to make sure that your balls can give him what he needs. Trust me when I say I've never met a young man as eager to please. He's excited to meet you through the hole.
I tried to be discreet in the middle of the meeting, but I immediately texted Bill. I could already feel my boxer briefs getting tighter. I loved the thought of breaking this younger guy in. I knew I would be a good one to do it. My dick is a downward curving 9 inches, uncut. It looks great impaling a young guy's mouth. So I texted back and said Hey, It's Nippy. I can be there at noon. Now I just had to focus on trying to let my erection go back down. I was after all in the middle of a meeting.
Eduardo: I was at the gym when I got the text. This cute young guy's face popped up, and then the text. I realized this must be Bill. I had not actually worked with him before. But the last time that he put an advertisement out I sent him a message. I was quite nervous. I mean, I was a little bit worried about being on camera. But then I reminded myself that the only part of me that anyone would see was not a part that most people would recognize. The guy on the other side of the hole is the real star. Unfortunately, by the time I worked up the nerve to send the message through Craigslist, the opportunity had already passed. I wrote back and said, Thanks anyway man, if there's ever an opportunity in the future let me know. Here's my number. I have to admit I didn't really expect to hear anything.
I was also a glory hole newbie. I had only used one once. I was in a mall restroom. And I realized that there was a hole in the side of the stall. I had a sense of what it was, though I had never seen one in person before. I was particularly surprised to see a finger gently being traced around the hole. At that point I had a good idea I knew what he wanted. I've always been a bit adventurous, and I thought, why not. My uncut Latino penis was quickly growing to its customary 7 1/2 inches. I went ahead and stood up, and brought it close to the hole. I immediately saw a nose and a pair of lips, but nothing else about the guy. I saw that I had a little bit of precum already forming on the head of my penis. I brought this right up to the guy's lips, smearing the white liquid across them. He then opened wider to accommodate me the rest of the way.
I guess you could say I was hooked. For me, it was all about the power of it. This slut on the other side of the hole was working hard for my load, and it was up to me when I would give him the privilege of swallowing it. I remember savoring the moment when I was about to come. This guy on the other end, this perfect stranger, had no idea that his mouth was about to be flooded with cum. It dawned on me that I could tell him that it was about to happen, but I decided it would be a little more exciting to make it a surprise. After another moment or two, I let loose. I heard him cough and gag just a little bit. But he was a trooper and he swallowed it all down. The fag even said thank you afterwards.
So I was at the gym, lifting weights and listening to music. It was through my headphones that I heard the chime and saw the picture and the text. I smiled thinking that I had almost free balled at the gym, and was glad that I was wearing Under Armor shorts. It was a bit easier to disguise my excitement that way. I set the weights aside and immediately texted Bill. My text simply said Hey, Eduardo here, I'll be there at noon.
Bill: I started this business about two years ago. It was part passion, and part noticing a lack in the porn industry. Sure, there were a few videos that featured glory holes. But I did not see nearly enough that featured a train of dicks being run on a young guy. I had this sense that it would be a hit. The other thing that made this possible was that I owned a few abandoned industrial buildings. So I got this idea, what if I took one of them, divided it in two, made one side for the glory hole worker and the other side for the guys. Four months later, I was ready to go. And it turned out to be a good investment. With just four videos, my subscription base was already exploding. Guys love the gloryhole scene.
The other person who helped me make this cam business into what it is today is Pete. We met a sex party. In the heat of the moment I described my idea to him, and he was completely taken by it. He offered to be my assistant, and came up with a number of good ideas. He was the one who thought of making the second room into a waiting room. As it turns out, a number of the guys have really enjoyed that part of the experience. They can sit there, talk about getting their dicks sucked, listen to the guy who's moaning as he's pressed against the hole, watch a little bit of porn. It turned out to be a big hit.
During the course of the first four videos, I would normally let Pete take over the filming for a little while. I would then drop over to the waiting room. And I met a number of really cool guys there. They were happy to show up, remain discreet, joke around with the guys in the waiting room, stroke themselves through their slacks, give the cocksucker what he needed, and move on. Most of the guys were fairly average in appearance. But a few of them were stunning. Nippy looked like a former quarterback, and his nine-inch hard dick looked amazing wrecking the mouth of the glory hole worker.
Here's where the hard part came in: finding the right star. All four of my previous films had received positive reviews. And while the subscription base was growing, the consistent feedback was that people wanted a younger guy working the hole. The last guy was 26, and the comments were begging for younger.
I paid attention to the feedback, and started looking for a new star. And this time I was committed to finding someone in the 18-to-20-year range. Someone who was relatively new to the experience of cock sucking. My post had been up for less than a day when Kevin wrote me. I have to admit that I almost fell out of my chair. He was an incredibly cute guy. His floppy blonde hair and his boyish smile--it all gave him a look of innocent sweetness. And that sweetness was only matched by his enthusiasm for the task. I kept thinking that he would retreat at a certain point and change his mind. But each time he would work up the nerve to take the next step. I could tell that he was going to be a success. He knew that he was, deep down, a cocksucker. And he wanted to learn how to excel at it. He was exactly what I was looking for when I started this business.
I really wanted his first filming to be a success. This is why I decided to share his picture with all of the guys. I knew that they would go wild. Knowing someone that cute was on the other side of the hole, just waiting and ready to take their penis between his lips, I knew it would get a line out the door. As soon as I sent out the text with his picture, I started to receive replies. Within about two hours, I had the day solidly booked. It was the first time I ever had to create a waiting list. All I knew was that Kevin was going to get all of dick that he could handle and all of the cum that he could swallow.
Marc: I suppose I should tell you a little bit about how I got into glory holes. It's an especially good question, considering that I'm straight. I have never wanted to be with a guy. If you were able to see me, you would get why most people just assume this. I am 6'2, have a thick masculine jaw, chiseled muscles, and I work construction. Someone once said I look a bit like the actor Ron Perlman. Six months ago, it would never have occurred to me to go looking for either a guy or something kinky like a glory hole. Instead, I think my wife is the hottest woman on earth. I would screw her every day if I could. The important thing in that statement is the if I could. But that's not really how things turned out. Instead, after my wife got pregnant with our third kid, my sex life dropped off a cliff. Of course, I started jerking off more. But I also really missed the sensation of sex. In particular, I missed the sensation of receiving a blowjob, which my wife did rarely even when we were having sex.
In fact, I started to obsess about it. I started fantasizing about hiring an escort to do it for me. But I wasn't sure I wanted to invest the time or effort, and I was also concerned that I could get caught. And so I had basically forgotten about it.
But one Wednesday afternoon, I was working at a site with some contractors. And there was this younger Cuban guy working with me. I definitely got the sense that we might not play for the same team. Even though he was also in construction, I couldn't help but notice his side glances. I thought he was checking me out. I didn't really think anything else of it, until later that day when I had to use the bathroom. I walked into this pretty rough bathroom at the site, and low and behold guess who followed right after me like a lost puppy? At this point, I was just annoyed. I'm not homophobic, and it wasn't like I was gonna do anything to the guy. So I quickly barked out, "What do you want?"
The guy was bold, I will give him that. The next thing I know, he gives me a proposition. He said that if I wanted, he would be happy to get on his knees and suck my dick. And then we could both walk away pretending nothing had happened. No one would have to know. Part of me was still irritated with the nerve of the guy. But another part of me, the part that really wanted a blowjob after all this time, was ready to give in. That part sort of took over. I didn't say anything. Instead, I placed my hand on his shoulder as I pushed him to the ground. I figured we could make this a pretty easy transaction. I opened my zipper; he opened his mouth. This guy was good. I could even close my eyes and imagine it was a hot chick doing this.
After that day, I didn't see that guy again. But really, it didn't matter. Because I was quick to discover that if a guy's straight and he's willing to get it from another guy, he has an unlimited supply of cocksuckers. I honestly don't know why other straight men haven't discovered how useful gay guys can be. What I've found is that gay men don't mind being used just for this purpose. They will do just about anything you want. You can let him do the work, or ram his throat. You can cum on his face or in his mouth. You can call him any name you want or even pretend he isn't there. He always swallows so there's not even a mess to clean up. Straight men can literally just use these gay guys like an instrument or a tool. Stick it in, get off, move on with your life. Since that time, I've always kept a few gay guys on my cell phone for when I needed to relieve myself. The funny thing is, they always pick up on the first ring.
So late on Friday, I was looking at the Craigslist personals. And I saw an ad asking if I was interested in showing up for a glory hole movie. I thought that this setup would be even better--even more transactional and anonymous. I sent a reply back and said I'm interested, just tell me when and where. The message back came right away, giving me the address, instructions, and time. Saturday 12 noon. Perfect. My wife had her baby shower at that time. And even being 100% straight, I have to say I was a little bit turned on. I knew this kid would look great with his lips wrapped around my 8 inch beer can dick.
Nippy: I looked at the clock on the dashboard and it said 10:55 AM. I pulled in smoothly to a parking space. It was clear that I was the first one here. However I was told that Pete would unlock the door at 11:00. I wanted to take advantage of the First Come, First Cum policy. If I could be the first dick this kid tastes, it would make the wait worth it. And it looked like my punctuality paid off. I waited a minute, saw Pete walking up to the door, and I got out of my car and followed him up. Hey man how's it going? I reached my hand out and shook his. Pete was really friendly, often asked the guys if they needed anything while they were waiting. He let me into the waiting room and I went and took a seat closest to the alcove.
I smiled and asked Pete if the kid was ready for his big day. Pete gave a half grin and said that Bill was actually kind of worried he might not show up. It was a big ask for anyone to suck dick for three hours straight. And it was a huge ask for somebody who was brand new to all of it. I asked Pete what his impression was, and he said that he thought the kid was the real deal. He seemed especially eager last week. He guessed we would just have to wait and see.
I heard a click as the doorknob turned. Two guys came in. One of the guys was Latino, and he was wearing gray sweatpants and a hoodie. He was good looking, and his dick flopped loosely inside the grey fabric. The other guy was at least 6'2, very muscular and was wearing faded jeans in a T-shirt. The guy in the sweatpants looked over at me and Pete and immediately said, Oh man, I was hoping I would be first. And then he started to smile. The other guy introduced himself as Marc and found a corner and started looking at his phone.
I reached out my hand to the guy in the sweatpants, and said Hi, my name is Nippy. He was friendly and said his name was Eduardo. Just then two more guys turned the knob and came in. I reflected briefly about how different all of our backgrounds probably were. The guy in the corner looked like he might have some blue-collar job. Eduardo looked like he just came from the gym. The two guys who just walked in looked like soccer dads. And I'm sure I just look like I came from a casual Friday--nice jeans, a button up shirt and sweater. And yet we were all here for the same thing. To break in this cute 18 year old guy and teach him how to suck. That is, if he actually showed up.
The other two guys who had just arrived sat down in the folding plastic chairs. One of them grabbed a bottle of water. The other guy was semi-hard under his jeans, and he was lightly stroking himself over the fabric.
Pete said welcome guys, it'll still be a little bit of time before we get the party started. But I'm gonna go ahead and set up in here. He then flipped on the TV. The last time that we did this, the TV was set to a porn channel. But this time was different. This time, the cameras on the other side of the wall were clearly broadcasting that side of the room. Pete said, OK guys, here's the deal. We know that most of you will want to see Kevin working the hole. And so we decided to take a risk and broadcast it in the waiting room here. The thing is, you can't give any indication that that's what's happening. So no hooping and hollering, even when he gets a big shot in his face. We don't want to make Kevin feel any more uncomfortable than he might already be. For all he knows, its just him, the dick he's working, and Bill operating the camera. Don't worry, we will tell him afterwards that we broadcasted him. You may hear me repeat this a few times to the other guys who come in. But just keep it in mind. Nippy, you were first to come, so you will be first to cum.
Eduardo: I have to admit it, I was a little disappointed that I wasn't the first. But I was excited enough knowing that my penis would be the second to enter Kevin's mouth. And I had to say, I didn't even really mind that Nippy was going to go first. Despite his super weird name, he was a stud. Big enough and muscular enough to dwarf Kevin. And I bet he was packing too. I have to admit, it was hot to look up at the monitors and see the image of the empty hole. It was well constructed, padded leather with silver studs holding it in. The chin rest was a nice touch, I sort of hoped that Kevin might rest his chin on it with his mouth open, so I can control how much of my dick he takes.
Marc: I looked at my watch, 11:40. At this point five other men had come in. That made nine of us, not including the guy named Pete. These guys were definitely not playing for the same team that I am. A couple of them had started to stroke themselves through their clothes, which is about what I would have expected. But I wasn't here for them. I was here to use that mouth on the other side of that hole. I was a little disappointed when the monitors flipped on, and I realized that we were going to see him on the other side. But a part of me was also turned on by the idea of watching his mouth be used by all these guys.
Nippy: At 11:50 a hefty guy in a ball cap came into the waiting room. A few moments later, I could see some movement on the monitors and heard some muffled noises from the other side of the wall. At this point there were sixteen of us in the waiting room. It was packed. All the chairs were taken and a few guys were standing against the wall. Everyone was being friendly enough, a few of the guys weren't talking at all, and several were clearly getting more and more turned on as the clock ticked closer to noon. In any case, as soon as we heard the muffled voices and saw a little bit of movement, everyone fell silent. The monitors had no sound coming out. After about another minute, we saw the young guy from the picture sit down in the secretarial chair. The guys all looked around the waiting room with a wild, excited delight. I just felt bad. The poor kid looked nervous as hell, scared even. He was probably just now fathoming what he had gotten himself into. These were literally the last few minutes of his life that he would not be a complete whore for men to use. He was literally about to swallow the cum of the 16 guys in this room and then who knows how many more after that. He had this worried look on his face, and you could see him take a big swallow. I looked at my watch. 11:55. On the screen, Kevin was arranging things on the table next to the hole. He uncapped some lip balm and smeared it across his lips. At that, one of the guys said in a pretty loud voice, Yeah, he's ready to take it. To which Pete gave a very stern warning in hushed tones. He reminded us that Kevin was not supposed to know that we could see him.
Marc: At first it didn't register for me. I honestly didn't know many of my wife's friends very well. But she had a couple of friends from work who would occasionally come over. Sometimes they would have us over for dinner. So I remember just about two months ago sitting in the home of Dan and Sheila. And you'll never believe who was sitting at the table with us. Their son, Kevin. And what's even crazier, Kevin's mother was at the baby shower for my wife right now. I honestly wasn't sure what to do. Part of me felt I should intervene, and try to rescue Kevin. The poor kid looked really nervous, but I couldn't tell if he was excited or anxious. A part of me wanted to help him... And another part of my wanted to stay and participate. My mind was racing... If it ever got out that I let our friend's kid suck my dick, it would ruin me. But then the other part of me was thinking, there's no way anyone will know. Kevin certainly won't recognize me. Not unless they do a lineup and he has to pick out which dick he sucked at the glory hole. I knew I had to make a decision fast. The clock was ticking, and any minute the guy who was first in line was going to stand up and walk over to the alcove.
Eduardo: The tall muscular guy, Marc, was watching the screen and started to look really uncomfortable. I was sitting next to him. I started to wonder if he was going to try to interfere and or leave or something. I asked him if he was OK, and he said he was fine. He asked me if I thought the kid really wanted to be doing this. I had to admit the kid did look worried. But I tried to reassure Marc. I said that guys like him need to learn how to do this somewhere, and this is probably the safest space for him. He's just a little bit nervous, but he'll get over it once he starts sucking. Think of it this way: you are doing a good thing for this kid by offering him your dick. He needs it. That seemed to calm Marc down a bit, and he appeared to sit back, ready to watch what would happen next.
Nippy: I looked up at the monitor. Kevin still had this fearful look on his face. As bad as I felt for the kid, I also knew deep down what would be best for him. It was taking cock. A part of him wanted this, and even needed it. I had a personal theory about why some guys are just made for this. It's almost like they are most sexually stimulated at the back of their throat, and only a real man's penis can give them what they need. From what Pete was saying, that was the case with this kid. On some level Kevin knew it, he was just scared to let himself fully give in to it. But once he got his footing, his taste for dick, I knew that would override his fears. 11:57. Pete must have heard Bill through a walkie-talkie. He signaled to me to walk up to the alcove. So I reluctantly stood up and walked into the alcove ready to do what I could to support him. Inside the alcove it was dark, with just a bit of indirect light from the waiting room. I went ahead and unbuckled and unzipped my pants and pulled my white briefs down to my thighs. I realized how much my balls ached--I had not cum in four days. My dick was pulsing, fully erect, eager to find a home in Kevin's mouth. I thought for just a moment that this money shot would be a great kick off to the film. I positioned my dick about 3 inches from the hole. I looked at my watch. 11:59... 12:00. The panel flipped over. I could not see anything through the hole, but a strong light poured in. It illuminated the head of my dick and a pearl of precum that was forming on the tip. I stepped forward. It was time to give the kid what he needed.
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