I had stopped at the sex store that had video booths in the back room late one afternoon. As I was stopping, getting out of my car, I saw a tall young black guy with a medium Afro, that had been walking past, he looked at me and then turned around and went into the sex store ahead of me. I thought, Could this guy read me that well that he immediately underst...
Trent returned to his room still thinking about the bind boggling sexual experience he had just enjoyed. He couldn’t get it off his mind. The high level of excitement from watching the young, thin, white boy having sex with the muscular black man. How his heart throbbed when he looked through the hole in the wall and watched the firm, shaved body in the boot...
'So, you're eighteen?' 'Yes Sir.' I said. 'And you have finished school then?' 'Well, out of necessity yes.' 'And why do you want this job?' I stopped and looked across at the middle aged Mr Jenkins, dressed in a boring pin-stripe suit topped with a red tie. A large desk covered in paperwork sat between me and my potential employer. Hesitating, I decid...
Within seconds of hearing the latch lock into place on the plywood door, the mound jumbling the inside of the sweatpants nonchalantly positioned itself within eyesight of the 6-inch oblong cutout joining my stall to the next one. Darkly veined hands fingered the rope tie at the waist and with faked patience untied the loose knot, allowing them to drop silent...
After my last experience in the bookstore I didn't go back for almost three months. I guess I was afraid I liked it too much. I work a night shift and one day after my last work night of the week I stopped at a co-workers house for some beers. On the way home and a little buzzed about 10AM, I had to pass right by the bookstore. I decided to stop in and get o...
My first college experience happened at a porn shop. I had never been in one. Everyone I normally hung around went home for the weekend and left me alone: Alone and horny. I hadn't jacked off or fucked for about two weeks. I drove to a seedy side of town. And found a shop that looked likely. I really thought I would buy a magazine and go home. They advertiz...
I have been frequenting adult bookstores for many years for a quick blowjob through glory holes in the video arcade. Most bookstores no longer have glory holes and the booths don't have doors. Usually you just go around a corner to face the video screen and sometimes there's a mirror in the corner so the management can walk past and see if more than one pers...
The following is true. It all happened. The timeline is a little scrunched but it all happened. I got lucky. I had fallen asleep on the hood of my car naked and covered in my own cum at a rest stop. The lucky part was that I was facing east and it was the sun coming up that had woken me and not a cop. When I'd crawled up on my car, there had only been tw...
I spent the rest of the night moving my clothes into the spare bedroom and doing Cindy’s laundry. Every time I tried to talk about what happened, Cindy told me to hush and do as I was told. I still loved my beautiful wife and I wanted our life back. As Cindy walked towards what use to be our bedroom, she said, “Serve me breakfast in bed at 7:30.” With that...
I first started going to glory holes when I was around 20 years old. I loved having anonymous guys and the occasional woman or couple slobber all over my pride and joy. I had a beauty that was always hard, 10 thick cut inches with an oversized smooth bulbous head and a shaft as fat as a can of air freshener. These anonymous cock suckers gave the best head ev...