When it Began I rang the doorbell. I was on the job delivering pizza to an apartment in a high rise complex. A late 20ish Arab dude opens the door. He's in a one piece white robe looking very Middle Eastern. I hand off the pie. He sets it down and he gives me enough money to cover pizza. Then he takes out an extra twenty and pushes it into my front pocket...
I am naked... vulnerable...defenseless...sitting in the dark of my house waiting for a stranger to come over. He is coming over so I can suck his cock. I have never met him. I don't know what he looks like. He says he has an 8 inch cock! The stranger answered my ad on Craigslist about a private Gloryhole. I have it here at my house. I made the glory hole f...
I am 21 years old. I'm completely straight acting but I classify myself secretly as bi. I've had sex with plenty of women and been in long lasting relationships with a few girls, as well as had a few gay hookups when I felt bold enough. This particular evening I was hanging around my apartment bored and kind of horny and I was tired of internet porn so I dec...
Recap of The Mudroom Part I... To catch you up... In my mind, my worst fears had just been confirmed by my cousin John. It was actually his big cock that I had sucked off at what I thought was my anonymous gloryhole setup at my house. We had hooked up off a Craig's List ad that I had posted and I was mortified with what he just said to me at the family par...
Zane Hawthorne is an average 18-year-old young man, recently graduated from high school, dark hair, light skin, a bit nerdy, quiet. Zane wasn't the most popular in school, he kept to himself and was afraid to come out of the closet. You see, Zane is gay, his search history will tell you that. One day Zane gets a visit from a lawyer telling him that his dista...
This is my seventh letter describing my expanding awareness from a naive man with a desire to suck a cock to a man willing to explore. (M+M, oral, anal) In my first letter "Costume in a Costume" I describe how I dressed as a girl in a Halloween costume to trick unsuspecting men into letting me give them my first blow job. In my second letter "Gloryhole Il...
After finding more free time on a Wednesday, in part due to my wife having serious back pain, the opportunity to revisit a downtown porn booth/glory hole around lunchtime was impossible to resist. I first spent an hour or so working in the forest, drinking a cold pint of beer, then drove downtown. I was wearing jeans, a flannel shirt, and old down jacket fr...
To open the brown bottle now would result in his being in control yet again. I would have to remove the hand sliding my cockhead over the outside of his delightfully slippery soft ass, meaning it would be replaced with a stranger's hand, possessing more direct intentions. I could not stop myself from doing the hit, knowing what it would mean, wanting it, hav...
Riding to the original glory hole on a free but threateningly clouded Thursday mid-afternoon, my desires and hopes created a wave of anticipation. Desires starting while massaging the feet of my bi friend, who had come by to enjoy fresh strawberry jam on fresh bread, Thai soup, finishing with strawberry shortcake. She did turn down the offered gin and tonics...
Carl and I walked out of the strip club part of the Spice Warehouse, and into the porn store part. The place was busy. Surprisingly, it was full of mostly middle-aged couples. There were a few scattered individual women and men. I walked straight to the counter. "Welcome back," Marybeth said. "You fellows look like you lost your wives." Carl replied, "The...