The Hole in the Wall

He didn't know what to expect that day when he finally took the plunge.

He had heard of the place in the personals web site he frequented but never any details. He just wasn't going to go there without a good bit of knowledge on what to expect. So he asked in an online forum about the place called The Hole in the Wall. He already knew that there were a number of booths there, some with glory holes and some offering more privacy. He also learned that if you occupied a glory hole and wanted a customer, to put your fingers through the hole and wiggle them. Interested persons would then shove their members through the hole. If you didn't like what you saw, or didn't want to touch or suck it, you did nothing and it would be shortly be removed to be soon replaced with another. He learned that on a good night there might be ten or more opportunities coming through the glory hole for service.

He also learned that the booth's door could be locked, or unlocked to allow "closer" opportunities with customers, including receiving anal as well as giving oral. It could also include more than one man at a time, in which he had a lot of interest.

So, finally, feeling that he knew as much as he needed for a first time, he decided to give it a try. He hoped that he might get lucky and have a couple of dicks to suck off. He was excited as he prepared himself for the evening. He showered thoroughly and made sure he was clean inside and out, after all, you never know.

When he was ready he drove to the Hole, as it was known. He was both excited and nervous as he parked his car in the lot. There were a number of men standing around, smoking and talking as he made his way up the stairs to the second floor where all the activity took place.

The room he entered was dimly lit and free of smoke. He had expected it to be smoky, but the Hole stuck to city regulations about smoking. There was a man sitting at a podium by the door.

"Good evening," the man said. "Welcome to The hole in the Wall. What is your pleasure."

"This is my first time," he nervously said. "I would like to have a booth with a glory hole."

"Ten bucks for an hour," was the reply. "If you take more time, I'll collect when you leave. Down the hall to number seven. Have fun."

Money was exchanged and he walked down the hall to booth number seven. There were no people in the hall and he began to wonder whether anything would happen. He opened the door and locked it behind himself. The booth was larger than expected, it could easily hold three people with room left over. He didn't think much about it at the time. Inside there wasn't much, a chair, a basin sitting on the floor, some hooks for clothing, and in the wall opposite the door there was a hole. Then he understood why there were no people in the hall. There was another hall for men wanting to be serviced. It all made sense.

He undressed, he preferred to be totally naked when he was with other men, sucking their cocks. Then he knelt on the floor, which had a bit of padded carpet, and peered through the hole. He couldn't see much more than a dim light in the hallway on the other side of the wall. Finally he took a deep breath.

'It's show time,' he thought as he stuck his fingers through the hole and wiggled them.

It was only moments later that a rather thick dick slid through the hole. He liked what he saw and started to stroke the half limp cock. As he stroked it began to harden. He leaned forward and took it between his lips and sucked on the head.

Oh, this was what he had been hoping and waiting for; his first dick through a glory hole. He began to move his head back and forth as the dick got harder and harder. He took it deeper into his mouth and even managed to give it a little throat. He was surprised that after only a few moments he heard a knock on the wall. Almost immediately his mouth was flooded with hot tasty cum. He loved the taste of it and swallowed it greedily, like a man lost at sea having his first drink of water. The man grunted as he came and he squirted a number of times. Our cock sucker kept at his job until the dick became flaccid and withdrew from the hole.

'Oh fuck! That was even better than I expected. I want more.' And he didn't have long to wait. Moments after the first had withdrawn, another long and slender shaft popped through the hole. It looked to be at least seven inches long. Without a pause, he applied himself to the beautiful prick and felt it grow to it's full length.

He moved into a rhythm that his customer must have liked for he felt it push deeper into the hole. He took his time, working this one, and when he was ready, he relaxed his throat, slid out his tongue and swallowed the entire length of the dick until it could go no deeper. He licked the man's balls. Then he began to swallow. He knew that the ripples of his throat could drive men wild. He could hear a muffled, "Holy fuck" come through the booth's thin wall and he knew that his customer was enjoying his throat.

This second time, that evening, he slowed down and took his time, teasing the cock by throating it, then sliding it out to suck on the head and shaft while he tongued it. He kept it going for a number of minutes when he throated it again and could immediately feel the hard cock get even stiffer and he knew it was going to cum.

And cum it did. The knock came at about the same time that the hot semen began to flow down his throat. He pulled back a little so that it could fill his mouth and so that he could taste the treat that he had come for. He suddenly realized that he was hard as a rock. And, if there was a heaven, he had to be awfully close to it.

But things would get even better. It wasn't long afterward that there was a knock on the door. He cautiously opened it, wondering whether the management was going to kick him out. But instead he saw two rather good looking men, standing there.

"Mind if we come in? If you're interested we would like to both play with you at the same time."

"What do you have in mind?" he asked.

"Would you like to be spit roasted? Word is that you are very good and we'd like to see how good you are."

He didn't hesitate. He hadn't expected to be offered this on his first time, but he couldn't turn it down. "Sure, I think we can have a lot of fun. But I don't have any lube."

"I do," said the second man, "and poppers too, if you want them." And they quickly undressed. As they did so he watched and could see that they were well endowed and well proportioned. They were also clean shaven with no visible pubic hair.

'Nice,' he thought. They stood there awkwardly for a few moments until our hero began to fondle them, one cock in each hand. He stroked them and then knelt to the floor and took turns sucking their dicks. Number one was thickish and proved to be about six inches long, your average dick. Number two was thicker and longer, the kind he liked, and he intended on throating it first.

He worked them back and forth, sucking and licking their cocks and loving every minute of it. Then number one said, "why don't you lean over the chair. Would you like some poppers?"

He stood and took the poppers from him and took a couple of deep snorts. He held his breath between them, and on the second he could feel the rush hit him. He bent over the chair and number one moved behind him and while number two moved to his front and presented his hard cock. Mouth open the cock slid in and was welcomed. He could feel the coolness of the lube as number one slid his finger up his ass and loosened him up. Then he could feel the pressure of the man's dick push against his ass and he relaxed, letting it slide into him.

Then they all went to work, and pleasurable work it was for all three. Our man in the middle was in pig heaven. His ass was getting pounded deep and hard while he was throating one of the nicest pricks he had ever had. His head buzzed from the poppers and he was in ecstasy. They worked in a deep rhythm, number one pulling him back and forth in a rocking motion.

"Switch," said number two, just as he was really enjoying the balls deep penetration of his throat. And with that the two traded ends and he took number one in his mouth while number two applied himself to his hungry ass.

'Ass to mouth,' he thought joyfully. 'I've never had this before. Oh god, it's good."

And the fucking went on. After a while they switched ends again and just when he thought it couldn't get any better number one shouted, "I'm cumming!"

"So am I!" replied number two, "Hang on." They both plunged as deep as they could go into his ass and mouth. And they both exploded inside him at almost the exact same moment. He almost choked as the hot fluid gushed into his mouth and throat. He swallowed quickly and hoped that it would keep coming.

Number one drove as deep into his ass as he could go and let loose a torrent of cum that filled him to overflowing. As number one pulled out he could feel the jizz drip to the floor.

And then it was over. Our man sat on the chair to rest for a moment while he watched the others get dressed.

"You were really good. We ought to meet here again sometime. Here," he passed a card. "It has our email addresses. Contact us so we can do this again. Thank you for a really good time." Then they left.

He was tired and had enough for the evening. He dressed, still feeling a few drops of cum drip from his tired ass. He left the Hole, went home and slept like a baby.