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The Birth Of A Cocksucker - Discovering Gloryholes
by M. Bernard (sunfun6859@yahoo.com)

***

A high school kid that had recently become a cocksucker 
is introduced to gloryholes. (Mm-teen, exh, oral, 
glory)

***

I immediately knew that I loved sucking cock from my 
first visit to an adult theatre, as I explained in my 
first story. I was a high school senior with a cute 
little girl friend, who had no idea that her boyfriend 
was regularly sucking men's cocks in a seedy, little 
porno house, not more than 5 miles from her front door. 
I had only tasted my first cock a little over two 
months before and now was there frequently. Literally 
spending hours on my knees draining men's balls into my 
mouth and throat. 

My girlfriend and I had driven by there together many 
times, but she had no idea that it was a house of 
worship for me. She had finally started spreading her 
legs and letting me pump her virgin pussy full of my 
young cum regularly, but I had developed a hunger for 
semen. I loved fucking her and did so often, but needed 
to taste cock regularly now and continued to do so. 

I loved the process of searching for men that needed it 
done. I loved kneeling down in front of a stranger to 
suck his cock. Embarrassment and dignity are not traits 
that a true cocksucker possesses and I certainly 
didn't. All that I knew was that I loved servicing men 
and I knew that I was getting incredibly talented. 

I learned a multitude of ways to stimulate men's dicks 
with my mouth and hands and now could take a man's cum 
from him as quickly as I wanted to. I loved cum and 
knew I had to become the best to get all the prime 
cocks in the theatre. Judging by my popularity with the 
hottest, hung guys, I was certain that I had become the 
best in the place.

I now often visited the theatre at about 4:30 in the 
afternoon on weekdays. My homework was done and it was 
an easy time to disappear for a few hours. More 
importantly though, was that was when a lot of married 
guys stopped in for relief between work and home. I 
liked servicing married guys because they seemed more 
normal to me, often were pretty good looking and only 
wanted a hot hungry hole for them to pump their cum 
into. 

Their wives were too stressed out with jobs and kids 
and didn't want to be cum receptacles. I was thankful 
for this because it provided me with an endless supply 
of thick, delicious cum. I now had many guys that I 
worked on regularly and I was affectionately known as 
"that young kid that sucks everybody off". No one knew 
my name or cared. I liked it that way.

Mary, the old woman that managed the place often even 
let me in for free. She could see the parade of men 
coming in after work and walking directly to my seat to 
stand next to me, lower their pants and watch the movie 
while I serviced them. I brought them ecstacy, took 
their semen, and within 10 minutes they walked back 
out. I was definitely was bringing guys in at a time 
that would usually be dead. I would often have more 
than one man standing in front of me with his pants 
down and a big erection in my face. I could work on 
multiple men and completely satisfy them all like an 
expert. A good looking, high school jock that sucks all 
comers is a pretty good for business at a run down 
porno house. Mary knew it and always treated me well.

One afternoon as I was giving a blowjob to one of the 
regulars, he asked if I would be at the waterfront park 
bathhouse at all, now that it was opened for the 
summer. I stopped sucking his cock for a moment, looked 
up at him and told him that I didn't know what he was 
talking about. He said that many guys would be heading 
there for blowjobs in the warmer weather because they 
don't have to pay to get into the theatre. 

He told me that there were two stalls in the park men's 
room with a glory hole between them. I was shocked to 
hear about what a glory hole is and how it worked, but 
I was instantly excited. He also said that it's mostly 
been guys jerking off there lately because there 
haven't been any cocksuckers there, which was all that 
I needed to hear. I told him that I would try it the 
next day, and then went back to work on his dark meat. 
This excited me, but also concerned me because the park 
that he was talking about was close to my house. 

I had to check out this new opportunity to work on more 
men, so, the next day I went to the park directly from 
school. The bathhouse was an old, concrete block 
building, painted forest green, tucked into a quiet 
corner of the park by a botanical garden. Walking in, 
it had a concrete floor, old, worn, white ceramic sinks 
and urinals and three plywood toilet stalls at the far 
end. It was a place that my mother always discouraged 
me from using, so I never really went in there unless I 
really had to take a leak bad. I guess that people, 
including my mother, sort of knew what went on in 
there.

There were two windows that were kind of high on the 
walls, with the sills about 5 feet high from the inside 
floor and even higher from the ground outside. I looked 
in the first stall and it looked normal, just the usual 
painted over graffiti carved into the walls and the 
standard broken toilet paper holder.

I then looked in the second stall and immediately felt 
my chest tighten when I saw it! A perfectly round hole, 
about 8-inch in diameter drilled in the partition 
exactly at waist height between the 2nd and 3rd stall. 
The partition was a single sheet of old 3/4-inch 
plywood and the hole must have been there for at least 
twenty years. The edges were well worn and rounded. 
Even the inside edges of the hole were painted with 
endless layers of institutional dark green paint. 

I went into the third stall, put down my book bag in 
the corner, lowered my pants and sat and waited. I was 
fascinated by the obvious fact that cocks of all shapes 
and sizes had pumped incredible amounts of cum into 
hungry mouths year after year, all through this 8-inch 
circle in this weary sheet of plywood. There had to be 
an incredible sexual energy or spirit field within this 
tiny circle. All the living liquid pumped through it 
from one soul to another for all these years. I knew 
that I was soon to become the latest soul to receive 
the milk of life here in this hole's long Glorious 
history! 

My heart raced as I imagined the history of this hole 
and all of the needy, masculine guys standing against 
one side in ecstasy, while submissive cocksuckers knelt 
on the other side serving them and obediently drinking 
their seed. I bet there were thousands of gallons of 
cum consumed through this amazing hole. I wondered who 
the other cocksuckers were and if there were any other 
kids like me that had sucked here or if I was the 
youngest. I knew that I was the youngest person that I 
had ever seen in the theatre. I was trembling with 
excitement waiting to find out what this dream was 
truly like. 

My fantasizing was abruptly interrupted when I heard 
footsteps on the wooden ramp leading up to the bath 
house door. The screen door squealed open and then 
slammed itself shut. An older guy, maybe in his mid 
40's, walked in, entered the next stall and stood 
facing the toilet. He lowered his work jeans and boxer 
shorts, but he didn't piss, he started stroking 
himself. As I leaned forward to see through the Glory 
Hole, I saw that his manhood was breathtakingly huge 
and beautiful! It was very big and thick, with a 
foreskin thin enough that I could see the shape of his 
beautiful mushroom knob beneath it. I immediately 
noticed the wedding band on his left hand.

He looked down and saw my eye pressed tight to the hole 
as he stroked his member. He bent down and looked 
through at me. Seeing I was much younger than he 
expected, he paused for a moment and then gruffly said, 
"what?!?", "do you want to look at it kid?" I nervously 
whimpered "yes sir" and immediately realized how 
pathetic I sounded. He had to know right away by my 
weak, nervous response that he was going to fuck my 
mouth at will and I would receive his cock and semen 
injection without resistance. 

He fed it through and I immediately felt a rush of 
adrenaline through my body! This was life at its best! 
A hole in the wall with an enormous cock and balls now 
fed through like a beautiful trophy on my stall wall. 
It was the most beautiful and exciting thing that I had 
ever seen. It was there for me to worship until it 
ejaculated in my mouth. This place was in every way my 
perfect world. My heart was pounding with excitement 
and my hands and legs trembling with excitement over 
discovery of this wonderful place. 

I knew immediately that I would spend endless hours 
drinking from men's loins in this very stall, from this 
very Glory Hole. I even loved the name, Glory Hole! So 
fitting! So perfect! The glory of manhood offered to a 
worshipper like me. The Glory of me kissing, licking 
sucking, pumping and deep-throating cocks. And, the 
Glory of each beautiful gland pumping its reproductive 
juices into my mouth, down my throat and into my belly. 

The staff in front of me was a real manly cock with a 
thick, untrimmed, unruly dark bush, big heavy balls, it 
had a sweaty, salty smell. The tip already glistened 
with a dew drop of pre-cum. It was only semi-hard and 
hung about 8 inches already! I felt short of breath as 
I admired it and felt it's heaviness with my hand. I 
tasted the pre-cum with my tongue and heard him moan as 
the tip of my tongue slid from the underside of his 
massive knob up along his cum hole. I savored his 
unusually tangy pre-cum for a second or two before 
swallowing.

He let out a very, low, heavy moan as I took the first 
4 or 5 inches of his remarkable cock into my wet, hot, 
hungry mouth. I began slowly fucking it with my mouth 
while stroking it with my hand for a few minutes, but 
based on his breathing and moaning, I knew that I 
needed to go easy if I wanted to enjoy this prize for 
any length of time. I was sucking about 15 to 20 cocks 
every week by this time and knew exactly what I was 
doing. I knew it wouldn't take much for this one to 
unload! It was too perfect to allow my worship to end 
too quickly. I slowly lifted my mouth from it and again 
admired it's now wet and glistening magnificence. 

I began to gently stroke and lick the shaft gently over 
each raised vein along his now rock hard 10" member. I 
remember realizing that this cock was considerably 
thicker than my wrist. I could feel him quiver with 
each touch of my tongue as I savored each passing 
minute of worshipping this man's magnificent 
reproductive organ. God, how woman must love being 
fertilized by this man's amazing organ. 

I began stroking it while spending a few minutes 
sucking on each of his big hairy balls and cleaning his 
sweaty, salty scrotum with my hungry tongue. This hard 
working construction guy was moaning as I was greedily 
cleaning his genitals with my young mouth. Then I was 
startled to hear the words "suck it kid"! But it wasn't 
my partner speaking! It was a man standing in front of 
my stall in the now open door stroking his own hard 
cock. 

I was so mesmerized by this beautiful trophy cock that 
I hadn't even realized that another guy came in, opened 
my stall door and was watching me stroking this massive 
cock with a big hairy testicle in my mouth. I didn't 
remove the testicle from my hungry mouth as I looked up 
at this unexpected voyeur. I felt like a total 
cocksucker at that moment, on my knees in broad 
daylight staring up at a stranger in a suit with 
another man's testicle completely in my mouth. And yet, 
I kept that testicle in my mouth massaging it with my 
tongue as I stared up at this guy.

He then commanded, "Suck his dick kid! Make him cum!" I 
knew that my beauty was going to unload it's cum fast 
if I really started sucking on it again, but also 
suddenly realized that it was probably going to get 
busy in there quickly and I had better focus on 
draining this monster now while I had the chance. The 
guy at the stall door was right. It was time for me to 
serve my purpose.

I lowered my mouth onto my construction guy's beautiful 
penis and with three increasingly deep gulps took his 
entire glorious cock in my mouth and right down my 
throat. He immediately let out a series of loud, deep, 
groans as my lips and nose were now pressed tight to 
the stall wall with his hairy balls and scrotum snugly 
resting against my chin. I felt his massive member 
begin pumping and contracting within my completely 
outstretched mouth and throat. 

I gagged a little as his massive organ began pumping 
its thick rich semen deep into my throat. The knob was 
a few inches down my throat, but I could feel it 
pulsating as it began releasing sperm. I heard the guy 
at the door gasp "Holy Shit!" as he watched me swallow 
all 10" of this thick sausage and heard my partner 
groaning in pleasure. He knew that my partner was 
inseminating me at that moment.

As I was submissively and motionlessly receiving stream 
after stream of my partner's seed, I felt hot cum 
hitting my face and ear as the man watching stood over 
me jerking his own hot cum all over me. I didn't object 
and I didn't move. I couldn't. My duty at that moment 
was to allow my partner's amazing cock to complete its 
process of pumping all of its fertile sperm deep into 
me. 

I heard the stall door slam as my observer left. I was 
now alone with one stranger's cock finishing its most 
basic purpose deep in my throat as another stranger's 
cum dripped from my face, into my ear and onto my 
shirt. My heart and cock were pounding with excitement. 
I was completely happy!

I allowed my man to relax in my throat for a moment, 
before I slowly withdrew it and then gently slid my 
thumb up the long thick vein along the underside of his 
meat. I milked a nice stream of cum into my mouth from 
what remained in his shaft. I held his sperm in my 
mouth to savor that intense, heavy flavor that can only 
be produced by a man's cock and testicles. I then 
sucked him gently for a minute before letting him pull 
that long, beautiful snake back through the hole in the 
wall. 

He leaned over to the hole and asked if I could meet 
him again the next day, same time. I just blurted out, 
"Okay!"

He chuckled, "Nice job kid, see you tomorrow." I heard 
him laugh to himself and realized my only place with 
him for the rest of our lives would be as his 
cocksucker whenever our paths ever crossed. 

Our paths crossed many times through the years and I 
was correct in my original assessment. We always found 
a quick place to go and I sucked his cock and drank his 
cum him every time we bumped into each other. I could 
never say no to him. He never said much to me except 
thanks, after each time that he use my mouth as a fuck 
hole. 

I remained in my stall for the next several hours and 
sucked on a half dozen cocks of all shapes and sizes. 
One guy came in that looked a little too undesirable to 
drink from, so I gave him a wet hand job to make him 
cum and free up the stall for more worthy cocks. 

Several times during the afternoon I was alone for up 
to 20 minutes and I would stretch my legs and watch out 
the window or door for approaching guys. At the sight 
of an approaching partner, I would dutifully return to 
my booth and wait for my next offering. 

Surprisingly, only a couple of guys came in the entire 
afternoon to actually use the bathroom. It was amazing 
that this little building was primarily used for a very 
different purpose than the reason that it was 
constructed. How could I have never realized this?

Late in the afternoon, as dusk was approaching, I was 
looking through the door. It had been quiet for a 
while, and I began to think about grabbing my book bag 
and heading home, when I saw someone approaching. At 
first I figured that I would be giving one more blowjob 
before I headed home. I was just about to head into my 
little cock sucking stall when I realized that this 
person looked familiar. My chest tightened as I 
realized that it was my buddy Tim! What the fuck was he 
doing at the park! Oh Fuck, this was bad! Real Bad!!!

I panicked and was going to grab my book bag and walk 
out, but then thought, "Why would I say I was in a 
public bathroom in an empty park with my book bag four 
hours after school had let out?" Worse yet, the right 
side of my hair was crusted with cum and my jersey 
stained with streams and drops of cum from the guy that 
shot on me earlier. 

I figured I would clean up before I left, but didn't 
have time to now! This was not on my normal route to 
anywhere! I had never come face to face with anyone 
that I really knew in the porno theatre. This was bad, 
very bad! I ran back into my stall and hoped that Tim 
either didn't come in or just used a urinal and left.

I sat quietly and heard the bathroom screen door open 
and then a few footsteps and then nothing. This was 
good! He must be at the urinal and will be gone in a 
minute. He wouldn't even realize that someone was in 
the end stall. But after a long pause I heard a few 
more steps and then heard the adjacent the stall door 
open. I sat still, very nervous, desperately coming up 
with an excuse story in my head fast! 

This was the first time that my normal life had ever 
crossed paths with this secret world that I was now 
part of. I thought, "God, how I wished I had never 
sucked Derek's cock that first night in the theatre." 
That started it all and I was too fucking stupid to 
stop. I knew I fucked up bad and was scared to death to 
be exposed. I quietly tried to scrape cum from my shirt 
with my fingernails. It wasn't working. Fuck, this was 
bad!

Fortunately, the Glory Hole was stationed in front of 
the toilet, so if I leaned back while sitting on the 
toilet, you couldn't really see my face. "Please God!" 
I thought, "Let Tim just go to the bathroom and leave!" 
It was very quiet, for a minute and then two. I leaned 
a little away from the partition and realized that he 
was facing the toilet, not sitting on it. I gradually 
got a little braver and leaned further away from the 
partition and could see his shadow and was stunned to 
see what looked like he was slowly stroking himself. 

I was puzzled. I had never seen him at the theatre. How 
could he have possibly known about this Glory Hole and 
what it was for? I gradually leaned a little forward 
and peeked through my little porthole and almost gasped 
when I saw my buddy's hard cock in his hand, clearly 
angled to provide a clear view from the Glory Hole. I 
felt guilty as I studied it, but immediately felt that 
familiar, overwhelming desire to receive it. He must 
have been serviced here before and came here to get it 
done again. Jesus, when did he find out that he could 
get his cock sucked whenever he wanted by cocksuckers 
like me?!?

At first I thought that I wouldn't, but quickly 
realized that if I delayed too long, he may start 
trying to see me to determine whether I was someone 
that could accommodate him. I had known Tim since I was 
in the 2nd grade and he was in the 1st grade. We had 
been close friends ever since then. I was suddenly 
realizing that my best alternative to end this 
situation was to anonymously suck his cock for him! 
This was fucked up and crazy, but I realized was 
probably the only way out of this. I then very 
nervously reached to the hole with my finger to signal 
him to insert his cock into it. 

I was unbelievably scared as I reached over because I 
knew that some guys looked through before feeding their 
manhood through, to make sure that they are comfortable 
with the guy that they are offering it to. I prayed 
that he would be the kind of guy that just slid it 
through and let me do what cocksuckers do. As beautiful 
as his cock was, and as much as I would enjoy servicing 
and drinking from it, this was the first one that I 
ever would feel ashamed to be caught working on. I had 
never sucked the cock of someone that knew me, never 
mind another kid, who happened to be one of my best 
friends.

I signaled with my fingers and heard him moving and 
then, suddenly, there it was in all of its young and 
virile beauty! It was about to be the youngest cock 
that I had ever taken care of and it was simply 
perfect! It was about 7 ½ or 8 inches long, circumcised 
and nicely proportioned knob and shaft size. It was 
definitely thicker than average, which is also very 
good. I love having nice full members in my mouth. It 
was very hard and had a thinner skin on it than many I 
have sucked. I could see the maze of veins meandering 
under skin along his shaft, but they didn't protrude 
like they do on some cocks.

I heard him moan as I took it in my hand and knew that 
he was about to receive the best sex of his young life. 
I knew that he hadn't fucked a girl yet and he was 
about to receive my deluxe treatment. I would make this 
spectacular for my buddy! He never had to know it was 
my mouth that brought him such pleasure. I suddenly was 
losing my fear and the desire was rapidly taking 
control. I continued to hold his cock as I got off the 
toilet and kneeled in front of it. I was now in my 
usual trance-like state as I knelt before this 
beautiful member and was about begin making it feel 
wonderful. 

We both softly moaned as I took him into my mouth. He 
was very excited and I would need to work his member 
gently to prolong this experience for him. I decided to 
stroke and lick it a little and even suck on his balls 
for him, which were hanging nicely on my side of the 
partition. As I took his left testicle into my mouth, I 
heard a much louder moan and immediately realized that 
he wasn't going to be able to last. 

I wanted to keep this beautiful, large, hairy ball in 
my mouth, but was sure that he would begin cumming if I 
did. There was no way that I was going to risk wasting 
even a drop of semen from this beautiful young cock, by 
not having it in my mouth when it began to erupt. He 
was clearly a newbie and I would have to treat him 
tenderly. 

I gently lowered my mouth off of his testicle and 
realized that he had already released an excessive 
amount of pre-cum that was coating most of his knob and 
starting to run down the underside of his shaft. It was 
a lot and I instinctively began to lower my mouth on 
it, but wisely caught myself and realized that if I 
waited and let him rest for a minute, I could probably 
then gently take it into my mouth and enjoy a nice 
feeding of his pre-cum as an appetizer, before I began 
drinking the full load from my buddy's balls.

I held his cock as vertically as I could to let the 
pre-cum begin to glaze his shaft instead of dripping. 
It seemed like an eternity, although was probably only 
a minute or two before he seemed back in composure 
enough to allow me to take his member back into my 
mouth and taste his love juice for the first time. 

This time I moaned loudly because it was as much fluid 
as some guys normal loads. And it was so salty and 
delicious! And it was Tim's! His moan was synchronized 
with mine as I gently cleaned his cock free of this 
slippery liquid with my hungry mouth. I savored it 
before swallowing. I loved that Tim was feeding his cum 
to me.

Tim was now under my total control. This is always the 
point I love to reach when working on men's cocks. They 
become so stimulated and in such euphoria, that they 
become completely submissive to my mouth. I know what I 
am about to take from them and they have now become 
animalistic, just desperately waiting to perform their 
most basic male need, which is injecting their partner 
with their sperm. I am the receiver and I am always 
uncontrollably excited as my partners get close to 
unloading into me, but this is the brief point at which 
I have the control. 

I can prolong them and enjoy little tastes of pre-cum 
or I make them ejaculate immediately. They can't walk 
away, they are too close. It is my time! Tim's cock was 
now producing a steady trickle of it's nutrients for 
me. The rich, flavorful milk was secreting from his 
knob and I was nursing on every drop. 

He had now become my submissive buddy, anxiously 
waiting for me to work my magic and let him jump back 
in control by fully ejaculating into me. I knew that 
once he started pumping his fluid into me, it would 
become my most complete act of submission. Ironically, 
Tim would go from being at my mercy to being the alpha 
male at the exact moment that he began injecting me 
with his sperm. 

I decided that I finally needed to let my poor aching 
friend inseminate me. I couldn't prolong it any longer 
for my greedy personal desires. I began to rhythmically 
pumping my mouth over his penis repeatedly running my 
outstretched lips up and down from his knob to his 
balls. I began gently tickling his balls and scrotum 
with my fingers, hardly touching it so it provided 
additional stimulation to my now aggressive fucking of 
his cock with my mouth. I wanted him to cum hard and 
thoroughly into me. I could hardly breath due to the 
excitement of knowing that Tim was about to cum in my 
mouth.

He immediately began to whimper as I continued 
aggressively fucking his large, young, swollen erection 
with my mouth. Then came a series of loud cries as he 
began filling my mouth with what seemed like gallons of 
cum. It was the most wonderful load that I ever had 
(and that is impressive since I had swallowed hundreds 
of loads by this point in my short cock sucking 
career). I even had to swallow as he was still cumming 
because there was so much. It was a tremendous load of 
cum. As I knelt there receiving stream after stream of 
cum, I remembered hoping that nobody was outside the 
building, because Tim's moans were so loud, that they 
would surely be heard outside. 

As Tim was pumping his cum into my mouth and throat, 
something happened that had never happened before or 
since. My cock started shooting its own load all over 
the floor. I wasn't touching myself in any way. My 
mouth and both hands were busy working on Tim's 
genitals. But I was shooting hard and shooting a lot. 
It even hit Tim's bare legs, shoes and pants under the 
partition. 

When Tim finished cumming, he allowed me to gently suck 
and lick him clean for a few minutes before gently 
pulling it back through the hole. As he was getting his 
pants up and using toilet paper to clean them as best 
he could, he softly said "thanks for the blowjob, that 
it was awesome!" 

He then surprised me by asking when I would be there 
again. I couldn't let him hear my voice so I disguised 
it and just grunted "Friday at four." I grunted, 
"Sorry, about your pants."

He pleasantly replied, "Don't worry about it, it was 
worth it."

I counted the moments until I could work on my buddy's 
cock again on Friday.

I did bring a small bolt lock with me the next day, 
which I installed on the inside of my stall door to 
make sure that Tim never opened it and witnessed me 
working on cocks and also so guys wouldn't be cumming 
all over me anymore. I drank many loads from my buddy 
Tim that summer and incredibly, he never knew that it 
was me drinking all of his cum, or at least never let 
on that he knew. He clearly needed his blowjobs as much 
as I needed to give them.

As I said in my first story, I knew from the moment 
that the first cock slid into my mouth that this was my 
calling. I still suck off guys almost every day, often 
at rest areas, Glory Holes, theatres and public rest 
rooms. 

I am married, love women, am attracted to women and 
love to fuck pussy. I am good looking, professional, in 
great shape, successful and have a big dick of my own. 
I am not so much attracted to men as I am to their 
cocks. I find large cocks, balls and hairy scrotums are 
simply breathtakingly beautiful and purely sexual. 

I feel pure joy while servicing men and especially love 
the first time that I service a stranger and receive 
his load. The feeling of a cock erupting in my mouth is 
the most wonderful, euphoric feeling that I have ever 
known. Even after sucking off tens of thousands of men, 
every load is still as wonderful as the first. I love 
the sensation, the flavor and especially the submissive 
nature of being on my knees with another man standing 
over me with his manhood pumping his reproductive 
fluids into my receiving mouth and throat. There were a 
few over the years that were at a different level and 
the first time being inseminated by my buddy Tim's cock 
is at the top of the list. 

END

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

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