How did I get here? Kneeling in this dimly lit cubicle, my eyes fixed on the hole in the wall. Waiting, anticipating, wanting.
I roll back things in my mind. That first nervous encounter with Rick a year ago. My first time in my 55 years with a man. That first time I took him in my mouth and just knew I was born to suck cock. The several one on one encounters since then, loving the feel of their cocks in my mouth. And knowing I wanted more. Then finally building up the courage to make my fantasies real. The research, finding a place where I could suck cock to my heart's content and get my fill of that delicious cum that I had become addicted to.
For this first experience at a glory hole, I had found an adult theatre a couple hours drive away. Reading about it, it seemed perfect for my cravings. The reviews said it was always busy on a Friday night, so I had planned my visit accordingly. The drive down had been one of mixed emotions. Excitement at taking the plunge, but nervous and wondering if I would go through with it. I had checked in at my motel, took my overnight bag to the room, took a deep breath and then headed out for my adventure.
The theatre was on the edge of the city, in an almost industrial area. There were quite a few cars in the lot, which was a good sign. I was totally on edge as I walked from my car to the entrance. The fellow at the door smiled and took my admission fee. I asked him were the booths were and he pointed to a hallway. As I walked to the hall, I saw a number of men at tables in a large room with a stage. Several looked at me as I passed by.
I found the cubicles and entered one with other cubicles on either side, hoping that it had what I was looking for. It was dimly lit and very spartan with a small tv on one wall and a bench to sit on. The floor was painted concrete. I locked the door behind me and saw what I had hoped I would find. There was a large hole on either side of the cubicle, just the perfect height from the floor. I took off my jacket and folded it to use for kneeling on, placed the small towel I had brought with me on the bench, and then I waited. I put one of the bills I had brought with me into the slit by the little TV and quickly a porn movie appeared.
It had seemed like an eternity, but was only a few minutes, when I heard someone enter the booth to my right. I moved over, putting my jacket down and kneeling on it in front of the hole. Tentatively I put my finger through the hole and made a "come hither" motion. I heard the sound of a zipper and some rustling of clothes making my anticipation level shoot up. And then I saw it, The head of an average size cock peeking at me in the dimness. I moved closer, reaching out and taking the cock in my hand and lightly running my fingertips up and down the shaft. I heard a little sigh at my touch and after teasing the shaft a bit more, leaned in and swirled my tongue around the head of this anonymous cock.