This is a fairly recent experience and a pretty unexpected one at that. I couldn't wait to write this one since the whole thing felt incredibly surreal. I've read of similar stories on here over the years but never expected to live it out in the real world despite already having some extraordinary experiences in the past. Like all my other stories, most of the experience was completely real. To be honest I write these stories so I can try to relive the experiences again on some level. I hope other readers out there get off on it too. For anonymity sake, this happened on a work trip to a major city in the Midwest.
I arrived in the city early morning. I had conferences planned the next 2 days but nothing going on today. I had a friend who lived here that I was meeting for lunch around 1pm so I had some time to kill. I checked into my hotel and took a stroll downtown. I zigzagged around a couple blocks, purusing into some clothing stores, a record shop and some random goods stores. I eventually ended up nearby the lunch spot but was about 45 minutes early, so I continued down the street to kill a little more time. A couple stores down I noticed a nondescript white building with a white door. Above it was a small neon sign: Adult Bookstore.
I've only been in a few "bookstores" but they were mostly videos, novelties, and toys. I didn't expect anything different but I walked in anyway out of curiosity. I opened the front door and it was pretty much as I predicted. Along the walls were sexy toys and other novelties hung up and the aisles in the middle of the room had various displays for lubes and other toys. The clerk behind the counter was busy on his computer and didn't make eye contact. There were a handful or so of patrons standing around browsing. I received a couple side glances but it seemed like everyone was minding their own business. Near the back of the room was a doorway leading into another room which turned out to have a couple aisles of dvds and Blu-ray videos. I haven't watched porn on physical media for at least a decade but I had nothing better to do so I walked around. As I made it to the end of the last aisle I noticed another doorway in the corner. I peaked around and it was a dark hallway with no obvious markings. I thought to myself could it be video booths perhaps? I slowly slinked into the hallway and made my way to the back where I could make out some light.
Lo and behold there it was, a sign indicating video booths and some rules I could barely make out due to the dim lighting. But I could make out 3 doors that led to the rooms and I automatically went to the very last one. I was pretty nervous and it felt like the least "exposed" for whatever reason. Unfortunately the door was locked which made me even more nervous. I went into the next door which luckily was unlocked.
I walk into the room and quickly locked the door. The only light in the room was from the small tv screen in the wall. It was barely enough to make my way around this small room. The floor was sticky, the walls were badly painted black and the whole place smelled like semen. It was exactly how I'd imagine a seedy place like this would be and I was already turned on.
Next to the screen was a place to put in bills. I've read enough stories about these places to know you need to keep feeding the machine or possibly get kicked out. Luckily I had some cash with me and slide in some money to get it going. This popped up a selection of movies ranging from straight, gay and trans porn. With the screen fully lit my eyes finally adjusted. I scanned the room for what I was hoping to find and there it was: a gloryhole. In fact there was 1 on each side! The hole was much smaller than I thought it'd be, only about 3 inches across. I looked through the right side and didn't see anyone in the room. I already knew there was someone in the room left of me so I approached slowly. I could only make out a lower torso that was sitting down slowly stroking. His cock was quite small, perhaps 4 inches or so and a small girth. He had a pair of khaki cargo shorts on and was noticeably overweight as well and overall didn't do much for me.
I didn't want to engage at this point so I moved back to the screen and scrolled through the movie selection. Unironically, the one that caught my eye was a gloryhole scene so I selected it. It was a voluptuous hispanic girl in a booth working her way through a queue of cocks. She was fairly talented and most of the cocks were nice looking. The loads were nice and she would stroke a few of them into her mouth so the viewer could see them. I slowly unzipped my pants, pulled out my hard cock and started to fondle it gently when I heard the wall to the left creak. I look over and my neighbor decided to stick his cock through the hole. I wasn't sure what the etiquette was but it seemed assuming.
I slid over closer to the hole and examined the cock as best as I could in the dim lighting. It seemed clean enough, shaved pubes and was already slick with precum. I reached over and started to stroke it gently and my neighbor let out a low moan. It was quite short and had a fairly small girth but it looked proportional and symmetrical. I prefer something bigger but always cared about how a cock looked over its size anyway. I could wrap my palm around this cock pretty easily and started stroking harder.
Usually when a cock is through a hole I willingly put it in my mouth but something about the whole situation made me hesitant. My past experiences were always planned. I knew what the cock looked like and at least exchanged some details with the other person. Here it was total anonymity and just seemed riskier somehow. As I continued to stroke the cock a glob of precum started to form at the tip and eventually dripped down onto my wrist. Instinctively I moved down and licked it up. Wow, what tasty precum I thought. Slightly salty and sweet with a silky texture. I was sold and quickly took the cock into my mouth.
My neighbor let out a loud groan as my wet mouth enveloped his entire cock. The small shaft was easy to get my mouth around, it didn't even come close to hitting the back of my throat. The slim girth allowed me to really work my tongue around it, teasing every nook and cranny. I worked his cock with every skill I've developed over the past few years of sucking cock. The environment made it so much hotter. It was dirty, seedy and disgusting. I never felt more like a slut.
I could feel him throbbing at this point, probably close to cumming. Then I heard a knock on the wall. I instantly pull my mouth off the cock. Something inside of me wanted this depravity to last a bit longer. I gave him a little breather before resuming slowly. He let out another low moan through the wall when my mouth took his cock again. I suck his cock very slowly this time, really savoring the texture of it. The smooth bulbous tip to the now veiny shaft and down to his hairless but wrinkle textured balls. Then I slid back up again, giving hard suction pop sound as I came off the tip.
