by glory_first
in the late 60s and frequented them almost daily until the late 70s when the AIDS issue first arose. Those were heady times of almost non-stop anonymous sex, sometimes four or five times a day. I preferred glory holes where you could strip naked including shoes. The sensation of sticky cum on the soles of my feet added to the lustfulness of the experience. Alas, those days are gone but oh the memories!
Very well written story, reminds me of my rare trips to bookstores, as I only find them when travelling. Please write more.
I just found your profile. I'll never get any work done for days now! Hope my boss doesn't catch me jacking in my office.
I'd love to give and take head with clean guys, but don't know where!
Reading the stories give me an enormous hard on and fucking wonderful spurting orgasms.