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Everyone has a first time, and my first glory hole visit was because I was 22 and dating a tease.

She would get me to the edge and then laugh, say we shouldn’t, and tell me it was time to go home.

As I would drive home, I kept noticing a little shop at the end of a strip mall near the Houston Ship Channel.

The sign said ‘Adult Book Store and Movies.’

One night as I drove past, my blue balls took over any logic and I found myself parking and going inside.

When you walked in, you came into the bookstore itself, and on the back right was a curtained doorway into a movie arcade, so I paid my fee and went inside.

There was a display with the titles of the movies playing in each booth.

The even numbered booths were straight sex, the odd number booths were gay porn, and there were about 10 booths, each with a light over the door to let you know whether someone was in there or not.

I chose my video and found my booth. I was going to get in, jerk off, get out, and never speak of this event again.

The booth was big enough for two people, was relatively clean, and smelled like sex and cleanser.

There was a paper towel rack on the wall, a small bench, and the video screen. I dropped my pants and took out my swollen, dripping cock.

I have no recollection of the movie, but as I stroked my cock and waited for a cum draining release, my world changed.

I noticed movement on the wall opposite the bench, and realized there was a hole there, and not only was there a hole, but there was the outline of a face and a finger sticking through the hole.

Now I was panic-stricken, what if you are not supposed to have your dick out? What if someone tells the desk clerk what I am doing. I was freaked out.

I stood up and started to pull up my pants, so I could get out when my next door peeping tom whispered, “Wait. Let me help.”

He put his hand through the hole and beckoned me to come closer.

As I did, his hand found my softening cock and gently squeezed.

Electricity shot through me and I immediately hardened again, as he slowly drew me towards the hole and brought my cock through.

If I thought his touch was electric, the sensation of his mouth was incredible.

As he slowly inhaled my length, his soft mouth felt like nothing I had ever felt. I have had a girl give me a blow job once, and it was good, but I was drunk and only wanted to get it over.

I was sober now, horny, and ready, as his hands cupped my balls as his mouth and tongue expertly worked me over.

I was already pretty worked up, so it did not take long for me to release all that pent-up cum.

I did not know enough to even warn him, as one second I knew I was close, and then it was like my own personal porn moment with what seemed like buckets of cum flowing out.

My knees buckled, and my senses were completely focused on what was happening to my dick, and it was glorious.

Slowly, I realized he was cleaning me up, and then I felt that wonderful, talented mouth leave my softening member.

I slowly pulled back from the hole, having had one of the best sexual experiences, ok, so they were limited experiences, of my life.

My neighbor drew closer to the hole and whispered, “That was incredible.”

All I could do was say, “Thank you.”

I quickly dressed and walked out of the theater and into the store.

It seemed like everyone who was there knew what had happened, maybe I was noisy? Who knows.

I rushed out and got in my car, vowing this was a one-time thing and saying I would never come back.

But I did. And somehow I found myself on the other side of the hole.