Gloryhole Addiction ch 02
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I had just turned 18, it was early in September and I was craving cock. I turned me on so much to think about sucking a huge cock and swallowing a hot load of cum! I was nervous of course, there were lots of things to worry about, and using Grindr was not as easy as I had thought. I figured that going to a gloryhole was my best bet, because I would have the control. Now the only challenge was to find one.
The town I lived in had a population of about 20 000 people, I thought there must be one somewhere. I checked the mall, nothing. The movie theatre, nothing. All the gas stations, nothing. I was beginning to feel discouraged. Then it dawned on me, one of the bars downtown probably has one.
I could get in easily, even though I looked too young with my skinny build and lack of body hair. I guess security was quite laid back. I tried the nicer sports bars first, no luck. Finally I ended up at one of the sketchier bars. It was in an old hotel which was five floors on top of the bar. It was 9 pm, and dark out. I summoned my courage and went in.
Inside was not as bad as I suspected. Wood floors, plain walls and dimly lit. It was quite large with lots of mismatched tables, the bar and even a stage with stripper pole. It smelled strongly of beer. Despite being so early there was about 20 people inside. Two groups of four guys sat at tables, 8 guys at the bar, and four more guys sitting alone at tables. No girls to be seen. The guys were all much older than me, ranging from 30-50 years old. All were white, except one group of four black guys at a table in the far corner.
Upon entering everyone glanced my way, then went back to what they were doing. I went to the bar, ordered a beer and drank half of it. I asked the bartender if they had a washroom, he pointed me down a hallway. I ventured down the hall, it was also dim and more dilapidated than the bar. Lots of old wooden doors branched off of it leading to unknown places. I reached the washroom door, it was wooden and hung crooked on its hinges. I noticed that there was no mens and women's, just one for everyone to share.
I shoved the door open. There were two sinks, a cracked mirror, two urinals, and three stalls. The paint was faded green, the led light flickered. It was quite creepy. I entered a stall, surprisingly clean, the toilet even had a seat! I was happy to find that there was a hole cut into the side of the black stall wall. Now to wait. An hour went by, only one guy used the urinal and left. Another hour. Disappointed but not discouraged, I went back to the bar. There was probably 50 people now, a few women and a lot of mid age men. I sat down at a table, pondering what to do. Then it dawned on me, I needed a way to attract guys to the gloryhole. I drank another beer, now I was feeling buzzed and confident. I joined a group of people dancing near the stage. I took off my hoodie, showing my slim body better. I worked up a sweat dancing. Finally a guy noticed me! He was dancing in front of me, I licked my lips and gave a wink, he got the hint.
He followed me down the hall and into the bathroom. I got in the middle stall, shaking with excitement. Pretty soon a big floppy cock popped through the hole. The guy was about 40 years old and a bit on the heavy side. His cock was also on the heavy side. I wasted no time with my first blowjob, stroking him until he was semi hard, then sucking him while stroking. He moaned “fuck yeah boy, take that cock, take it deep” He was hard, 10” long and had a huge circumcised tip. I slobbered up and down his fat cock for ten minutes, then he came in my mouth and pulled away.
The guy zipped up his pants and left me alone with a mouthful of cum. I let some of it drip out onto my shirt and swallowed the rest. Before I could leave I heard another guy come down the hall, he went into the stall. Soon another cock poked through the hole. Quite similar to the first guy, I sucked him until he came all over my face. I scooped it into my mouth. He said “you are one hell of a cock sucker” and left.
I guess my first guy was spreading word, because not long after the second guy left I heard a third and fourth approach. One cock came through each side of the stall. I felt like a pornstar, stroking two cocks at once, then taking turns sucking them. The smaller 7” cock came first, all over my face. Then 5 minutes later the 9” cock exploded in my mouth. I was in cock sucker heaven.
The fifth guy came in, he put his cock in the hole and to my surprise it was a BBC! It was huge, 12” at least, I couldn’t believe it “oh my god its huge!” I exclaimed enthusiastically. He grunted and ordered me to “shut up and suck.” I didn’t argue, taking the huge tip into my mouth. I could hardly fit it in, but I did my best for 15 minutes. He didn’t cum, but pulled back. I was disappointed with myself, he must’ve not liked it. He left his stall, but then to my surprise tried to open mine. It startled me, good thing I had it latched. He stepped back and kicked it. The flimsy latch stood no chance and the door burst open! He stood towering over me, probably 6’4” and pure muscle. His cock still out and rock hard. I whimpered I knew I was about to be used.
He grabbed my head with both hands and shoved his cock into my mouth, already deeper than I had ever gone. He started to fuck my face, my eyes watered as he thrust, I was totally helpless. “Take it slut” he yelled as I gagged on his meat. Every once in a while he would let me breathe, huge strands of drool dripped from my mouth. He scooped them up with his cock and slapped my face with it. “Good slut, very good slut” he repeated. While fucking my face he asked “ever been ass fucked faggot?” I moaned a muffled “no” he said “what bitch, I can’t hear you with my cock in your throat. Not that it matters, you’ve got no choice!”
He pulled out of my throat, as I gasped for air he bent me over the toilet, and pulled down my track pants. He slapped my smooth bare ass, then fingered my hole. He used my globs of spit as lube. He worked four fingers in moaning how tight I am. Then it was time for cock. He pushed his huge tip in, really stretching me out! I screamed out as he pushed deeper, showing my virgin ass no mercy. He fucked me hard, using his full length. He pulled my shirt off, threw it over my face and pulled it back making my back arch and my ass stick up. “Take that cock you faggot ass motherfucker” he yelled. I moaned like a girl “please fuck me daddy, wreck my ass daddy!”
After quite the fucking he pulled out and flipped me to my knees. I sucked his huge balls while he jerked off, until he came all over my face. I looked up at him with a smile “thank you daddy” he said “hope to see you here again.” With that he was gone. I sat naked in the stall, covered in cum and spit. I fingered my ass, it was stuck gaping wide, unable to close. That really turned me on.
My night wasn’t over there though, I still had a lot in store. It was only midnight! A lot more guys came in and I sucked them all off, no gloryhole needed. A few off them fucked my ass, but they all felt small after the BBC. At one point the bartender came in, he had a laugh at me, but didn’t use me. He said that I could put on a show, and that I would be paid. I was so horny at the thought of everyone watching me that I agreed. He led me down the hall, then through a door, we wound through the maze of halls and doors until we ended up in a room filled with mirrors and wardrobes. He told me that I had 10 minutes to prepare for going on stage. He left.
I gazed at the selection of clothes, I picked out a pair of fishnet stockings, a black miniskirt, black high heels, and a tiny white crop top that said daddy’s girl in pink letters. I jerked off to myself until I heard an announcement on the speaker. “And now.. introducing our newest recruit..” my heart was pounding “give it up... for.. Sarah the slut!” I guess they had just made me a fake name. I strut out on stage, there was probably 120 people crammed into the bar now. I twirled around the pole, some money landed on stage. I slowly teased taking my top off, then threw it into the crowd. I knelt down and rubbed my nipples. Then flashed my ass. I acted like a total slut, prancing around, taking off clothes, until I was naked. I let guys touch my ass and legs, one guy stroked my cock. Then the announcer came on “ and give it up for Sarah the slut!” Everyone cheered, I exited with all the money.
I was buzzing, that was so exciting! The bartender came back and took half my money, congratulating me on my first stripper pole dance. He told me the agent was coming to see me. I heard the announcer again “want to use Sarah the slut?” The crowd cheered. “Line up at door A... entry fee is 100 dollars per person!” I was confused I wondered what he was talking about, then the agent appeared. He explained to me “here when a dancer does a dance, it is a preview for the guys... we take her upstairs and the guys can pay big bucks to go use her.” He smiled at the shocked look on my face. “And by doing a dance you have entered our contract, which states that you will have to complete the duties.” I was speechless. “Follow me” he said.
I was led through another maze of hallways, up some stairs, through more doors and into a big room with a variety of bondage apparatuses. My boner gave away my excitement. The agent positioned me in the middle of the room. My neck was fastened to a four foot tall post so that I was bent over standing up. He then fastened my ankles to the floor so my legs were spread. Lastly he attached my wrists to the post just below my neck. The agent prepared some toys, a variety of dildos, plugs, whips and gags then exited.
Moments later the first guys entered. They groped me and slapped me, laughing and calling me names. More and more guys came in until the room was full. A cock was shoved into my ass, then another in my mouth. They fucked me hard while everyone watched, stroking their cocks. Those two traded places then cum flooded my ass, he was immediately replaced. The guy in my mouth came on my face, then someone took his spot. This went on for a while. My hands were released and I stroked a cock in each. A guy yelled out “fist this faggot!” And I felt a large mans hand working into my hole. I moaned and groaned with a mouthful of cock. The guy got his whole hand in all the way up his forearm. The crowd cheered and I was called a fist faggot.
I was fisted, double fisted, dildo’d and fucked for hours. Everyone loved my loose sloppy hole. The numbers of guys dwindled as they received their pleasure. Eventually all the guys were satisfied and the last of them left. I was alone still tied to the post, left with a huge rubber plug holding all the cum in my ass and a dildo down my throat, held in by duct tape. The agent came in after a while. He had a laugh at the sight of me totally wrecked and covered in cum. He released me and I collapsed on the ground. He d**g me out of the room and into another room. It was very small, more of a closet than a room. It had a small old bed with one blanket. He threw me on it and tied my hands to the metal headboard. Without a word he was gone, locking the door behind him. I passed out.
When I awoke I was startled to find I was tied up in an unfamiliar place. I was really sore and covered in dried cum. I lay there for a while until the door opened. To my surprise an attractive girl, around my age stood there in normal clothes. Silently she un tied me and led me out. She took me downstairs into the bar. We sat at a table with the agent. He explained “if you want to go you can go, and you can return to do the same task anytime” I nodded “however, if you stay Sydney here will take care of you, keep you fed and clean... and you will continue your services” he slid two pieces of paper to me with a pen. “Now choose” I gave it a thought and hesitated over top of the leave now paper. I paused then I signed the stay paper. “Good choice” said the agent “you are ours forever!”
The town I lived in had a population of about 20 000 people, I thought there must be one somewhere. I checked the mall, nothing. The movie theatre, nothing. All the gas stations, nothing. I was beginning to feel discouraged. Then it dawned on me, one of the bars downtown probably has one.
I could get in easily, even though I looked too young with my skinny build and lack of body hair. I guess security was quite laid back. I tried the nicer sports bars first, no luck. Finally I ended up at one of the sketchier bars. It was in an old hotel which was five floors on top of the bar. It was 9 pm, and dark out. I summoned my courage and went in.
Inside was not as bad as I suspected. Wood floors, plain walls and dimly lit. It was quite large with lots of mismatched tables, the bar and even a stage with stripper pole. It smelled strongly of beer. Despite being so early there was about 20 people inside. Two groups of four guys sat at tables, 8 guys at the bar, and four more guys sitting alone at tables. No girls to be seen. The guys were all much older than me, ranging from 30-50 years old. All were white, except one group of four black guys at a table in the far corner.
Upon entering everyone glanced my way, then went back to what they were doing. I went to the bar, ordered a beer and drank half of it. I asked the bartender if they had a washroom, he pointed me down a hallway. I ventured down the hall, it was also dim and more dilapidated than the bar. Lots of old wooden doors branched off of it leading to unknown places. I reached the washroom door, it was wooden and hung crooked on its hinges. I noticed that there was no mens and women's, just one for everyone to share.
I shoved the door open. There were two sinks, a cracked mirror, two urinals, and three stalls. The paint was faded green, the led light flickered. It was quite creepy. I entered a stall, surprisingly clean, the toilet even had a seat! I was happy to find that there was a hole cut into the side of the black stall wall. Now to wait. An hour went by, only one guy used the urinal and left. Another hour. Disappointed but not discouraged, I went back to the bar. There was probably 50 people now, a few women and a lot of mid age men. I sat down at a table, pondering what to do. Then it dawned on me, I needed a way to attract guys to the gloryhole. I drank another beer, now I was feeling buzzed and confident. I joined a group of people dancing near the stage. I took off my hoodie, showing my slim body better. I worked up a sweat dancing. Finally a guy noticed me! He was dancing in front of me, I licked my lips and gave a wink, he got the hint.
He followed me down the hall and into the bathroom. I got in the middle stall, shaking with excitement. Pretty soon a big floppy cock popped through the hole. The guy was about 40 years old and a bit on the heavy side. His cock was also on the heavy side. I wasted no time with my first blowjob, stroking him until he was semi hard, then sucking him while stroking. He moaned “fuck yeah boy, take that cock, take it deep” He was hard, 10” long and had a huge circumcised tip. I slobbered up and down his fat cock for ten minutes, then he came in my mouth and pulled away.
The guy zipped up his pants and left me alone with a mouthful of cum. I let some of it drip out onto my shirt and swallowed the rest. Before I could leave I heard another guy come down the hall, he went into the stall. Soon another cock poked through the hole. Quite similar to the first guy, I sucked him until he came all over my face. I scooped it into my mouth. He said “you are one hell of a cock sucker” and left.
I guess my first guy was spreading word, because not long after the second guy left I heard a third and fourth approach. One cock came through each side of the stall. I felt like a pornstar, stroking two cocks at once, then taking turns sucking them. The smaller 7” cock came first, all over my face. Then 5 minutes later the 9” cock exploded in my mouth. I was in cock sucker heaven.
The fifth guy came in, he put his cock in the hole and to my surprise it was a BBC! It was huge, 12” at least, I couldn’t believe it “oh my god its huge!” I exclaimed enthusiastically. He grunted and ordered me to “shut up and suck.” I didn’t argue, taking the huge tip into my mouth. I could hardly fit it in, but I did my best for 15 minutes. He didn’t cum, but pulled back. I was disappointed with myself, he must’ve not liked it. He left his stall, but then to my surprise tried to open mine. It startled me, good thing I had it latched. He stepped back and kicked it. The flimsy latch stood no chance and the door burst open! He stood towering over me, probably 6’4” and pure muscle. His cock still out and rock hard. I whimpered I knew I was about to be used.
He grabbed my head with both hands and shoved his cock into my mouth, already deeper than I had ever gone. He started to fuck my face, my eyes watered as he thrust, I was totally helpless. “Take it slut” he yelled as I gagged on his meat. Every once in a while he would let me breathe, huge strands of drool dripped from my mouth. He scooped them up with his cock and slapped my face with it. “Good slut, very good slut” he repeated. While fucking my face he asked “ever been ass fucked faggot?” I moaned a muffled “no” he said “what bitch, I can’t hear you with my cock in your throat. Not that it matters, you’ve got no choice!”
He pulled out of my throat, as I gasped for air he bent me over the toilet, and pulled down my track pants. He slapped my smooth bare ass, then fingered my hole. He used my globs of spit as lube. He worked four fingers in moaning how tight I am. Then it was time for cock. He pushed his huge tip in, really stretching me out! I screamed out as he pushed deeper, showing my virgin ass no mercy. He fucked me hard, using his full length. He pulled my shirt off, threw it over my face and pulled it back making my back arch and my ass stick up. “Take that cock you faggot ass motherfucker” he yelled. I moaned like a girl “please fuck me daddy, wreck my ass daddy!”
After quite the fucking he pulled out and flipped me to my knees. I sucked his huge balls while he jerked off, until he came all over my face. I looked up at him with a smile “thank you daddy” he said “hope to see you here again.” With that he was gone. I sat naked in the stall, covered in cum and spit. I fingered my ass, it was stuck gaping wide, unable to close. That really turned me on.
My night wasn’t over there though, I still had a lot in store. It was only midnight! A lot more guys came in and I sucked them all off, no gloryhole needed. A few off them fucked my ass, but they all felt small after the BBC. At one point the bartender came in, he had a laugh at me, but didn’t use me. He said that I could put on a show, and that I would be paid. I was so horny at the thought of everyone watching me that I agreed. He led me down the hall, then through a door, we wound through the maze of halls and doors until we ended up in a room filled with mirrors and wardrobes. He told me that I had 10 minutes to prepare for going on stage. He left.
I gazed at the selection of clothes, I picked out a pair of fishnet stockings, a black miniskirt, black high heels, and a tiny white crop top that said daddy’s girl in pink letters. I jerked off to myself until I heard an announcement on the speaker. “And now.. introducing our newest recruit..” my heart was pounding “give it up... for.. Sarah the slut!” I guess they had just made me a fake name. I strut out on stage, there was probably 120 people crammed into the bar now. I twirled around the pole, some money landed on stage. I slowly teased taking my top off, then threw it into the crowd. I knelt down and rubbed my nipples. Then flashed my ass. I acted like a total slut, prancing around, taking off clothes, until I was naked. I let guys touch my ass and legs, one guy stroked my cock. Then the announcer came on “ and give it up for Sarah the slut!” Everyone cheered, I exited with all the money.
I was buzzing, that was so exciting! The bartender came back and took half my money, congratulating me on my first stripper pole dance. He told me the agent was coming to see me. I heard the announcer again “want to use Sarah the slut?” The crowd cheered. “Line up at door A... entry fee is 100 dollars per person!” I was confused I wondered what he was talking about, then the agent appeared. He explained to me “here when a dancer does a dance, it is a preview for the guys... we take her upstairs and the guys can pay big bucks to go use her.” He smiled at the shocked look on my face. “And by doing a dance you have entered our contract, which states that you will have to complete the duties.” I was speechless. “Follow me” he said.
I was led through another maze of hallways, up some stairs, through more doors and into a big room with a variety of bondage apparatuses. My boner gave away my excitement. The agent positioned me in the middle of the room. My neck was fastened to a four foot tall post so that I was bent over standing up. He then fastened my ankles to the floor so my legs were spread. Lastly he attached my wrists to the post just below my neck. The agent prepared some toys, a variety of dildos, plugs, whips and gags then exited.
Moments later the first guys entered. They groped me and slapped me, laughing and calling me names. More and more guys came in until the room was full. A cock was shoved into my ass, then another in my mouth. They fucked me hard while everyone watched, stroking their cocks. Those two traded places then cum flooded my ass, he was immediately replaced. The guy in my mouth came on my face, then someone took his spot. This went on for a while. My hands were released and I stroked a cock in each. A guy yelled out “fist this faggot!” And I felt a large mans hand working into my hole. I moaned and groaned with a mouthful of cock. The guy got his whole hand in all the way up his forearm. The crowd cheered and I was called a fist faggot.
I was fisted, double fisted, dildo’d and fucked for hours. Everyone loved my loose sloppy hole. The numbers of guys dwindled as they received their pleasure. Eventually all the guys were satisfied and the last of them left. I was alone still tied to the post, left with a huge rubber plug holding all the cum in my ass and a dildo down my throat, held in by duct tape. The agent came in after a while. He had a laugh at the sight of me totally wrecked and covered in cum. He released me and I collapsed on the ground. He d**g me out of the room and into another room. It was very small, more of a closet than a room. It had a small old bed with one blanket. He threw me on it and tied my hands to the metal headboard. Without a word he was gone, locking the door behind him. I passed out.
When I awoke I was startled to find I was tied up in an unfamiliar place. I was really sore and covered in dried cum. I lay there for a while until the door opened. To my surprise an attractive girl, around my age stood there in normal clothes. Silently she un tied me and led me out. She took me downstairs into the bar. We sat at a table with the agent. He explained “if you want to go you can go, and you can return to do the same task anytime” I nodded “however, if you stay Sydney here will take care of you, keep you fed and clean... and you will continue your services” he slid two pieces of paper to me with a pen. “Now choose” I gave it a thought and hesitated over top of the leave now paper. I paused then I signed the stay paper. “Good choice” said the agent “you are ours forever!”
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