Gloryhole.

On the way home at the end of the train track, there used to be a public toilet block.

It was a little like the one I showed you last night.

Unlike the blocks of today, back then they had big wooden doors (that didn’t have a gap at the bottom), and had quite high ceilings and solid walls all the way up. The toilets themselves used to be set quite far back with I suppose a six foot space between the door and the toilet itself.

I used to enjoy popping in for a wank sometimes (normally on the way home late at night) they were dirty and the walls covered in graffiti, which for some reason used to turn me on like crazy.

I would normally go into one of the cubicles and wank while reading the things written. It would be things like

“If you want your cock sucked be here at a certain time and day”, or pictures that people had drawn of cocks with cum shooting out etc.

If I was really Horney (and it wasn’t busy) I would literally strip all my clothes off and play for ages, wanking, cumming and wanking again.

It was one of these late night visits, I was horney as usual so decided to pop in, it must have been at least one in the morning and I thought no one would be about.

I checked out a couple of the cubicles and at the end I noticed one had a hole chipped through to the one next door, this I knew was a gloryhole so decided to use this one.

The hole itself was not next to the toilet but about three feet from it, (meaning also it was three feet from the door).

I went in for a quickie but on starting to read some of the graffiti, and seeing the gloryhole with all the things written around it, eg suck here, etc. my quickie turned into a strip-off.

It was as I stood there naked with my hard cock in my hand that I heard someone come into the block, I coughed gently to let the person know that someone else was in there aswel and heard him shuffle about.

I sat down on the toilet still naked and listened.

I then realised that he had gone into the cubicle next to mine and locked the door.

I then heard him cough gently and say something like “its cold out”.

I quietly replied it was, to which he let out a little laugh, I asked if he was okay and he said he was just reading some of the things on the walls.

I nervously laughed back and said some of its quite good.

He asked if I could see anything interesting, I replied “there’s a hole here with loads of things written around it”.

Ah he said, that’s the gloryhole.

I told him I knew as I could read all the things written around it.

He then asked if I wouldn’t mind telling him what they said.

By now I was nervous but had a raging hard on as I went over to the hole and started to read out the things there.

I told him, it said things like “suck this” and “drink me”.

I could just about hear and realised he was wanking, so very nervously said to him “do you want to put yours through”.

He didn’t say anything but after what seemed ages but was probably only a couple of seconds, a hard cock started to appear through the hole.

I quickly made a grab for it and for a minute or two wanked it while rubbing my own hard cock against it, making our helmets squash together and wanking both with the same hand while put together.

After a few minutes I got down on my knees and with quite a loud moan from the next cubicle put my mouth over the throbbing prick in my face.

By now the nerves had gone and I was sucking away like crazy, trying to take his cock as far into my mouth as possible, I wanked my own cock and nearly came as I felt his spunk start to hit the back of my throat.

I carried on sucking hard to make sure I got the last drop and gave it a final wank with my hand before it being taken out.

I then heard him say “your turn” so I pushed myself against the wall and felt my cock go through the hole into fresh air, it was an odd almost scary feeling, until I felt a hand engulf my cock.

It was wanked a bit and then I felt a warm moist feeling which I knew to be his mouth, it only took a couple of sucks (because I was so turned on by his mouthful) that I shot my load.

I felt him gulp at it and knew he was drinking it.

I withdrew my cock as he had done, and then without a word I heard him undo the door and leave.

I must have remained in the block wanking myself for another half hour or so before I left myself.