Never Have You Ever... Given a complete stranger a blow job

[men]

Your cock and bush is hot

 

[engjock]

Some of my earliest experiences were using glory holes, Dawgboi. I generally enjoyed the experiences, both having my cocked sucked and sucking others, or even in a cottage on the beach at Marske having my arse rimmed and fucked because the partition separating the two cubicles was so thin and the hole was very generous.
I also love the anonymity of them as well, although they are now mainly confined to saunas/bathhouses.

 

[Hornynow]

You bet I have!! and received. a large. amount. in return. . Have. never. dared. use a glory hole. though. much as I want. to, I am too scared of what. might happen to my cock on the other side! One. hears. such tales!

Oh dude

 

[Hornynow]

Some of my earliest experiences were using glory holes, Dawgboi. I generally enjoyed the experiences, both having my cocked sucked and sucking others, or even in a cottage on the beach at Marske having my arse rimmed and fucked because the partition separating the two cubicles was so thin and the hole was very generous.
I also love the anonymity of them as well, although they are now mainly confined to saunas/bathhouses.

Which sauna and bath houses?

 

[BillyC]

What gym are you at?

At first I thought, “Hmm is he in Hawaii, and was he at CrossFit Honolulu yesterday?” Then I realized two salient points — 1) 1957 write that two months ago; and 2) There’s a high likelihood that I’m not “younger” . . . by a longshot! Having said that, yesterday was a good gym day!

 

[BillyC]

You bet I have!! and received. a large. amount. in return. . Have. never. dared. use a glory hole. though. much as I want. to, I am too scared of what. might happen to my cock on the other side! One. hears. such tales!

Tales? I’ve heard a shit ton of gloryhole tales, but all have increased my affinity for gloryholes, not deterred me.

 

[BillyC]

Yes, and this isn’t your “I was in Europe Y.O.L.O.” story.
Picture it. Philadelphia, 2011 (doing from the golden girls) I was newly 21 and I’m sure I was unemployed at the time. I left the house to restock the house alcohol supply and found myself in center city. I chose boxed wine. It was a red and I’m sure it had the highest alcohol content amongst the variety of varietals.
If anyone is familiar with Philly, the transient population is unprecedented. As I found my way around the city with a Dunkin’ cup filled with wine, I was approached by this talk, tan, and handsome Latino man. His name was Ricardo and I instantly wanted to help my new friend anyway I could. We sat at city hall for a while talking about his homelessness. I drank. He mentioned at some point his sobriety. I drank. And then I began offering my place for him to shower. I really don’t know how the conversation transitioned into my sucking his uncut cock in broad daylight right outside of city hall. The act didn’t last long, I do remember giving him $10.00 as we parted way. He never came over to shower and I never saw him again. I’m not even too sure he was homosexual, now that I’m reliving this blurred memory. Oh to be young… and dumb…

Funny, your photo doesn’t look anything remotely like Sophia Petrillo.

On a total tangent . . .

Some friends of ours in Florida drove to Tampa recently to see a drag show of The Golden Girls. They said it’s the most laughs they’ve had since Greater Tuna

 

[engjock]

Which sauna and bath houses?

If you really want to know:
London:
All four Chariots. All now shut.
One just off Covent Garden (forgotten its name). Now shut.
Pleasuredrome near Waterloo station.
Underground. Near Kings Cross. More a club than sauna, but had a GH.
Vault 139. Bar with GHs.
Birmingham:
Unit 1. Now shut.
Boltz Club.
Plymouth:
Manticore sauna
Leeds:
Basement Sauna. Now shut.
Steam Complex.
Plastic Ivy. My favourite.
Edinburgh. A long time ago and can’t remember the name.
There’s also a few more dotted around the country, most of which have shut.
Please don’t ask me where the cottages (public toilets) were. There’s too many to mention from Scotland, the Scottish Borders, Yorkshire, Midlands, etc. down to London and the South West. Happy days.
Sadly, the decline of saunas has been in inverse proportion to the growth in gay dating apps.
I much prefer the former because I could have multiple fun with several guys all in the space of three or four hours. There’s also no hiding behind digitally enhanced picture, or even someone else’s picture!

 

[men]

They really take away all the anonymous fun anymore. The same here in the US.

 

[men]

Like to walk in woods or fields for fun, but less and less anymore.

 

[Dragonjock]

No I haven’t. But I would love to. I’m not very good at identifying and picking up guys that would like my service.

 

[men]

Me too, it's hard to tell. I mean I do not want any trouble, but it's hard to tell

 

[Hornynow]

If you really want to know:
London:
All four Chariots. All now shut.
One just off Covent Garden (forgotten its name). Now shut.
Pleasuredrome near Waterloo station.
Underground. Near Kings Cross. More a club than sauna, but had a GH.
Vault 139. Bar with GHs.
Birmingham:
Unit 1. Now shut.
Boltz Club.
Plymouth:
Manticore sauna
Leeds:
Basement Sauna. Now shut.
Steam Complex.
Plastic Ivy. My favourite.
Edinburgh. A long time ago and can’t remember the name.
There’s also a few more dotted around the country, most of which have shut.
Please don’t ask me where the cottages (public toilets) were. There’s too many to mention from Scotland, the Scottish Borders, Yorkshire, Midlands, etc. down to London and the South West. Happy days.
Sadly, the decline of saunas has been in inverse proportion to the growth in gay dating apps.
I much prefer the former because I could have multiple fun with several guys all in the space of three or four hours. There’s also no hiding behind digitally enhanced picture, or even someone else’s picture!

Thanks for info

 

[Hornynow]

If you really want to know:
London:
All four Chariots. All now shut.
One just off Covent Garden (forgotten its name). Now shut.
Pleasuredrome near Waterloo station.
Underground. Near Kings Cross. More a club than sauna, but had a GH.
Vault 139. Bar with GHs.
Birmingham:
Unit 1. Now shut.
Boltz Club.
Plymouth:
Manticore sauna
Leeds:
Basement Sauna. Now shut.
Steam Complex.
Plastic Ivy. My favourite.
Edinburgh. A long time ago and can’t remember the name.
There’s also a few more dotted around the country, most of which have shut.
Please don’t ask me where the cottages (public toilets) were. There’s too many to mention from Scotland, the Scottish Borders, Yorkshire, Midlands, etc. down to London and the South West. Happy days.
Sadly, the decline of saunas has been in inverse proportion to the growth in gay dating apps.
I much prefer the former because I could have multiple fun with several guys all in the space of three or four hours. There’s also no hiding behind digitally enhanced picture, or even someone else’s picture!

The glory hole sounds

 

[ScottTheJockGuy]

I just did again. Went to an adult theater. Saw a guy standing in the back row (where guys go if they’re ready for action) so I stood next to him. Started jerking him off. He directed me to my knees, and I took a deep inhale with my nose buried between his big hairy balls. He asked me if I like the smell of his balls, and allowed me another big sniff, before parting my lips and slipping his manhood into my mouth. I sucked him for a few minutes, and he led me down to the seating area. I continued to suck him, but would occasionally look up to see other guys gathering around to watch. He would tell me to pay no attention to him, that he’s the only one who matters. So I pulled his cock out of my mouth, and beat myself across my face with it. I told him I’m sorry for being a bad boy, but I like knowing guys are watching daddy use his boy. That made him put his dick back in my mouth, hold my head, and fuck my lips till he blew a huge thick load into my mouth. I thanked him for letting me suck his big daddy cock. He told me I was a good boy. And I left with his sperm in my stomach.

 

[BillyC]

I just did again. Went to an adult theater. Saw a guy standing in the back row (where guys go if they’re ready for action) so I stood next to him. Started jerking him off. He directed me to my knees, and I took a deep inhale with my nose buried between his big hairy balls. He asked me if I like the smell of his balls, and allowed me another big sniff, before parting my lips and slipping his manhood into my mouth. I sucked him for a few minutes, and he led me down to the seating area. I continued to suck him, but would occasionally look up to see other guys gathering around to watch. He would tell me to pay no attention to him, that he’s the only one who matters. So I pulled his cock out of my mouth, and beat myself across my face with it. I told him I’m sorry for being a bad boy, but I like knowing guys are watching daddy use his boy. That made him put his dick back in my mouth, hold my head, and fuck my lips till he blew a huge thick load into my mouth. I thanked him for letting me suck his big daddy cock. He told me I was a good boy. And I left with his sperm in my stomach.

Good for you. He’s lucky you disciplined yourself — always so tedious to have to discipline an untrained or misbehaving cocksucker! And too bad for you he didn’t make you service all the onlookers — I would have!