I found a gloryhole at my college library

Enrolling in this new college was really excellent for me. I found a good place to stay with a nice roommate and made many new friends on campus. One night I was just exploring the web in my room when I stumbled upon a website called Secret Confessions. It gave you a chance to create a profile where strangers could share their thoughts or secrets with you anonymously.

It was intriguing enough for me. Since the college was filled with horny guys and girls, I wondered what kind of dirty secrets they kept hidden from everyone. 

I created a profile, got a custom url, which I posted on my profile, and even shared the link on a college chat group. When I told my friends about this, they were also interested in trying it out. Some even said they’d send their confessions my way.

I was excited. The next day, I woke up and logged in to my website to see that over 50 people had messaged me. My whole morning was spent reading these stories that everyone had shared. Some were very normal ones, like how one girl lied to her family about losing her part-time job in order to stop her family from taking all of her money when she was 16. 

One guy said that he is secretly bisexual, he lets his roommate fuck him. That sounded hot. 

I scrolled and read more. And reading the steamy ones got my cock throbbing hard. A lot of guys confessed how they had sex with men but didn’t want to admit it publicly. Most of these men were people I already knew, but I couldn’t find out who they actually were. So I knew their secrets, but I didn’t know their identities. Then I started getting more messages than I had friends.

After that, I went about my day, attending classes. During lunch time, I logged in again to see if a few more confessions had been sent, but there was one particular confession that surprised me. I forgot about everything else when I read it. "In the college library, behind the 3rd room’s 7th bookshelf there is a gloryhole. It’s covered with a poster. If you want to suck my cock, then come there at 8pm tonight."

That was a mind-blowing discovery. I didn’t have any idea that this college had any glory holes. I couldn’t stop thinking about it at the time, but I wondered if someone was pranking me or if there was truth to what the confession said. It was up to me to figure it out. Upon finishing lunch, I walked into the library. It was a large place, with four different rooms and thousands of books.

I had been there a dozen times, so I knew my way around very well. The message said that the hole was in the third room behind the seventh bookshelf. I silently passed the first two rooms, which were usually occupied by a couple of students who were looking for some books. 

Then I stepped into the third room, where I noticed a student looking for the book. He was searching for it on the first bookshelf, I ignored him and pretended as if I was here for a book as well, and I walked further in until I found the 7th bookshelf. It was situated at the back of the corner, right at the corner.

I walked up to the bookshelf and looked around it for signs of posters. The wall next was smooth and strong, and there was no sign of a poster, but then I noticed that there was some space behind the bookshelf; it wasn’t touching the wooden wall behind it, and there was enough space to easily move around it, and that’s where I saw the poster on the wall. 

This seemed a bit different than other ones in the building, it wasn’t a brick wall but a wooden partition. I had heard that one of the library rooms was big, so half of it was turned into a storage room, and I was standing right there.

I walked close to the poster and started pulling it off as silently as possible. One half of the poster was removed; I could see the hole and decided to pull the poster all the way down. Luckily, it was stuck on the wall with double-sided tape, so I was able to remove it without any harm.

Now I had an unobstructed view of that hole. It was around seven or eight inches. I knelt on the floor to look inside and noticed that the other side was slightly dark and that there were some shelves and a lot of boxers there. It was definitely the storage room. The guy wasn’t lying. Ah, I hadn’t really sucked a cock in a long time, nor did I get a chance to take one in my ass. If I was lucky enough, I could get both of them.

I grabbed the poster and placed it where it was, hiding the hole from any passerby’s eyes. They couldn’t pass faster. I was excited and intrigued, not having tried a gloryhole in my life before.

I spent the rest of the day with a throbbing boner, the idea that I was going to suck a stranger’s cock in the evening was just keeping me turned on the whole time. I used my time well and finished my homework quickly. When the clock ticked to 7:50 PM, I decided it was time to go there. 

When I entered the library, I noticed that there were over a dozen students in the main hall reading books, working, or studying. None of them had any idea what I was going to do. I passed the hall and then the first and second rooms, which were filled with a lot of bookshelves, and made it to the third one, which was my destination. This room was empty, and I was glad to have some privacy. 

I quickly went to the back of the room and then behind the bookshelf, pulling the poster down and placing it to the side. Testing out my luck, I had brought some lube as well. I hoped the guy was willing to fuck me. I mean, who would turn down an offer like that?

My heart and my dick were throbbing with excitement as I eyed the hole in the partition wall. All I had to do now was wait. 

Waiting didn’t seem like a difficult job because I decided to prepare myself for my inevitable fuck. I undid my belt and jeans and pulled down my pants and underwear, letting them fall to my ankles. I gasped softly as my erection and my plump ass were exposed. 

I pulled out my tube of lube and splotched some drops on my index and middle fingers to just get them slick enough. 

Once I felt I’d lubed up my fingers enough, I reached back, gently slipping my fingers between my round, juicy asscheeks and pushing against my soft and needy asshole. My breathing was quick as I pushed both my fingers in while having to clasp my mouth with a free hand to suppress a moan.

After a few more deep breaths, I worked my fingers inside… pumping them in and out, wiggling, twisting, and curling them inside to stretch myself out. As I did so, I moved my other hand down from my mouth and to my dick, which was already leaking with precum. I wrapped my hand around my dick, moving it up and down while pumping the fingers in and out of myself simultaneously.

Then I jolted slightly as I hit the prostate with my fingers. God, that made more precum dribble out of my dick. That’s when I heard the sound of the door opening from the other side of the partition. I looked through the hole, the man’s face wasn’t visible, but I could see his silhouette. He closed the door behind his back, his footsteps were audible when the room darkened, and he halted just before the hole. "You came." He chuckled. 

"I couldn’t turn down such an order." I replied. And then I heard the sound of his pants being unzipped. My heart beat faster and faster…

And then came the moment I was waiting for. The large, pulsing cock sliding through the hole and waiting for me. Just for me. My whole body was tingling just at the sight alone.

"Well?" spoke the owner of this delectable cock. "What do you think?…" 

I dropped to my knees in front of the cock immediately. "It looks delicious, I hope it tastes the same." I replied. 

"Go on," the guy said, "I'm sure you'd love to find out how it tastes."

The cock was perfect, the thick pinkish tip was glistening with precum already, and it looked like the guy was aroused just like me. The red tip peeked from beneath the smooth foreskin, perfect for going into my mouth. I reached out and gripped the lengthy shaft in my hand and licked the tip, tasting the precum and making the guy on the other side groan slightly.

It tasted sweet and a bit salty, but in a good way. I could smell the spicy cologne he was wearing, and from the way his crotch was smelling, he seemed to have taken a shower before coming here. 

Pulling the foreskin back, I sucked on the tip for just a few more seconds before wrapping my lips around the shaft and eagerly slurping it down, moaning softly around it as it pushed into my throat with ease. I could hear its owner groan loudly, his cock pulsing in my warm wet mouth. 

I pulled him out and then flicked my tongue against the underside that was hidden under the foreskin. I withdrew my tongue and enveloped his meat in my warm mouth from tip to base in one single motion.

"Daaaamn… you’re so hungry for my cock! And so skilled too.

His words, combined with the feeling of this delicious cock in my mouth, made my boner twitch. Immediately, I got to work, sucking on the cock for a couple of times and then bobbing my head up and down while slurping it again and again, eliciting a series of gasps and groans from the guy on the other side. 

"Ohhhh… fuck… God… fuck, that’s so good… keep going…" 

And it was music to my ears. Every moan and groan, every line of praise It was just what I needed to hear. In response, I sucked harder and bobbed my head faster, slurping hungrily around the shaft in my throat and working my tongue against it too.  

"Jesus!… fuck!… You're so goddamn great at this…!"

My dick twitched more, whole body was heating up. I parted my knees wide, brought my fingers down, and pushed them into my hole again. I let out a brief moan, humming around the cock, as I began wiggling and curling my fingers around inside myself. 

"Playing with yourself while you suck me off? That’s hot… you dirty slut."

I was just relishing in the taste of his cock, the feeling of it filling my throat, the feeling of my fingers stretching my hole out, and the praise that came to him because of my actions. I let out a satisfied half-hum and half-moan and set to throating him again. After a few more attempts, I settled on using my hands and mouth at the same time. 

I stroked the lower half of his cock with my hand and slurped the upper half. 

"Fuck! It’s too much, buddy! I wish I could fuck you." He cried out. 

I pulled him out and almost begged. "Yes, you can. Please fuck me."

I stood up and bent over, pressing my cheeks against the hole, to let him know that I was desperate for his dick. 

"Fuck! You are such a nice asshole." He grunted, and I felt the tip of his cock graze my hole. My entire body shivered upon contact, and I pushed my ass against his cock harder. I would’ve grabbed it and pushed it in myself if the partition wasn’t separating us. 

"Do you have lube or anything?" He asked. 

I moved away for a few seconds and tossed the tube through the hole in the wall. 

My hole was already lubed up and warmed up, I let him know that while he was lubing up his thick length. 

Once he was ready, I pressed my ass against the hole, letting the larger cock settle between my plump, tender asscheeks. He lined his cock up against my asshole and thrust in, the cock pushed straight in me, making me yell out as it pushed all the way in just first thrust, stretching me and reaching deep inside my body. The owner of this cock let out a deep, throaty moan in response.

"Hot damn! That is such a nice ass!" 

I panted heavily as my ass pressed against the wall, taking the large cock inside all the way to the hilt. My head was spinning, his cock was pulsing inside me, and my own boner was raging harder than ever. This had to be one of the sexiest fucks I’d ever had. I stood in that spot for a while, taking in the sensations. But soon enough, I snapped out of the trance.

The guy pulled back and then thrust harshly. The partition shook from the impact of his thrust, but it was worth it because his cock made my legs tremble. T

I got to work, humping my ass back and forth over that cock, continuing to moan. With every thrust of my hips, I felt the second cock throb as it stretched my ass, sending sparks all throughout his body. The guy fucking me hissed and growled in pleasure, spitting out cusses and praises. 

"That’s right, fuck my cock, just like that! Just like the good little slut you are! I bet you have a huge sexy ass; I wish I could be spanking it right now while I pound you."

It was utter heaven for me. Being filled up by his dick in the corner of a library, being praised for how well I pleasured him. I felt so good about myself, so confident, yet at the same time… so dirty. So hot. 

I couldn’t help but imagine if there were no wall between me and the other guy—would it still be this hot? The answer was no; there was something so hot about not knowing who my fucker was.

Riled up from my own dirty thoughts, I began moving his hips faster, swiveling them to make the cock move around inside me, hitting all sorts of angles inside, making both me and the owner practically scream in ecstasy.

"Holy shit! N-now that feels amazing! Don’t stop that, you fucking slut!"

I wiggled my hips and pushed them back harder, slamming them against the wooden wall. The feeling of the cock hitting all around inside him made him moan loudly, but I muffled them because I didn't want anyone to come running here to find out the source of my moans. 

The guy fucking me hissed with every movement, which only further encouraged me and made my dick leak even more precum. 

"Don’t move your ass, let me do the work now." The guy said, and I followed.

Suddenly, I felt the cock in his ass pull out slightly before slamming back into me, the balls hitting my ass. I shrieked slightly at the sudden movement, his cock pulsing while my knees trembled.

"Oh crap, I'm so sorry, was that too much for you?"

"No,… that felt good. Do it again!."

"Oh yeah? You want more?"

I growled. "Fuck yes."

I braced myself against the wall while the guy took control, thrusting into my ass violently. I let out muffled screams of delight as the cock repeatedly hit the best spots in my ass, my eyes rolling back. I kept up my own slow movements as well, making sure that his cock reached as deep inside me as possible. 

"God-! Keep fucking me!!!!" I cried out.

"Ugh, that’s right... so good! Such a good little whore!"

Every thrust, every movement, made my body ignite with ecstasy. I needed more, more, more! I needed him to keep plowing me, not stopping until...

"God… fuck… I’m so close…!"

And I could feel it too, the cock twitching in my ass. God, yes, this was it… one of my favorite parts of this whole activity. I began moving up and down the cock as fast as I could, making his balls bump against my ass. 

"Ohhhh shit-!!!!" I cried out as my body shivered due to another sensual tingle in my ass.

My eyes lit up, and my whole body tensed. "Oh God... oh God... so big... fuck..." I panted.

"Nnnngh… ah… You t-take me so well."

I gave a small gasp as I felt his dick start to twitch even harder in my ass, my heart fluttering. "H-how close are you…? Can you cum inside me, and fill me up good."

"Damn, so demanding and greedy... I love that."

I picked up the pace of my movements, slamming my ass against the wall, swiveling my hips as hard as possible. I could feel the cock move around inside him, making my own dick throb harder and harder. 

"Fuuuuuuck-!!! So…! Close…!" He moaned.

I rolled my hips faster and faster, working in tandem with the guy thrusting his huge shaft into me harder and harder. 

"Almost… there… gonna… cum…!"

"Fill me!!! Breed me!!!"

One final thrust, and his cock erupted. I moaned, my ass tightening, as hot, thick cream flooded into my core, filling me up with unbelievable warmth. I reached my own climax at that very moment as well, cum spraying from my dick onto my thighs and tummy and all over the floor. My vision went bright-hot, and my whole body was shaking from the feeling of my dick erupting and the feeling of the guy’s dick pumping more cum into me.

After cumming into me, he pulled himself out, and I also pulled away from the hole and rested against the wall, letting the excess cum drip down my ass. 

"Fuck, man… You're certainly one of the best fucks I’ve ever had." He panted.

I grinned, "Heh, you too."

"Well, I’d love to do this again, but I want to keep it anonymous." He said, I heard the sound of him zipping his pants up. 

"In that case, just message me on the website again." I said, getting dressed myself.

I met him again after a few days, and then again, a lot more times until my last year of college. To this day, I don’t know who that guy was—was he a student? a teacher? or someone I already knew? I might never know, and that is the best thing about it.