Skanky Fuck

When I saw my first glory hole, I thought I had arrived in nirvana. To me, it was like a child waking up on Christmas morning and opening his presents. You never knew what awaited you until the cock slithered through the hole in its full glory. It goes without saying; that some ‘presents’ were disappointing, but from time to time, your expectations were grandly exceeded as a large pacifier traversed the aperture. For me, this was the ultimate thrill. It was on one of these occasions that I met Garvey.

As I sat on the toilet staring at the glory hole with great expectations one day, an individual entered the next-door stall. After I lowered my head to delicately glance next door, my excitement grew as I observed a skanky-looking man. The shorts he wore had exceeded their sell-by date years before, and his t-shirt was grubby and stained.

As lavatory lizards like myself can attest, some fellow occupants simply stuff the glory hole with toilet paper if they aren’t interested. When this did not thankfully materialize, Garvey, as I would later learn, dropped his pants and was instantly seated. The wait was now on to see if any invitations were forthcoming. After a reasonable pause, I again lowered my head and surreptitiously glanced next door. Garvey’s hands were now on his thighs. My entered body trembled as I saw his rough, workman start caressing his knees and thighs.

In anticipation of what might follow, I courageously ran my finger over the lower rim of the hole. I had come to know this as the universal invitation for someone to put their dick through the aperture. To my delight, I saw him arise and move his body toward the opening. 

I watched in ecstasy as the most beautiful, semi-erect uncut penis slithered through the hole. It was heavily thick and long. I got to my knees in an instant before cupping his cock in my hand. Once my hand action commenced, a moist and musty head of his cock peeped out of its confinement. Deliriously, I sniffed the emancipation of his ripe glans. The cheesy/pissy smell was intoxicating. I first inhaled like a sniffer dog, before my febrile tongue commenced lashing feverishly. My efforts were met with gasps of pleasure.

Very shortly, Garvey started thrusting his dick feverishly. In unison, my mouth acknowledged its compliance. Opening my throat, his cock traversed my non-existent tonsils before conquering my throat. I did not give a fuck about the torrent of saliva cascading off my chin. My spluttering soon got interrupted as his dick suddenly got withdrawn.

In an instant, his mouth appeared in the hole. ‘’Do you want to come home with me?’’ his lips inquired.

‘’Fuck, yeah,’’ I unabashedly replied.

‘’Meet me outside,’’ Garvey instructed.  

As he led me toward the car park, I had my first good look at him. He was a living example of one of those guys you see on ‘Workin’ Man’ gay sites, that feature straight, blue-collar men. Garvey had butch large hands and feet, and the hair on his head and face were in dire need of a trim. He was at least six-foot-four-inches tall and had a deliberate stomping gait. After lighting a cigarette, he smiled at me. Garvey’s nicotine-stained teeth were chipped and uneven.       

‘’Do you want to come home with me?’’ he asked.

‘’Is it safe?’’ I rhetorically asked.

‘’Sure… Kids at school for the next few hours, and my wife only gets home by six,’’ he assuredly countered.

After discovering that we were parked close to one another, Garvey instructed me to follow him.

After arriving at an old apartment block, he gestured for me to park after indicating that I should use the outdoor parking. Once I got out of my vehicle, he gestured that I should join him in his vehicle. After doing as commanded, Garvey drove into the undercover parking before occupying his designated space.

‘’Let’s use the stairs,’’ he commanded, before qualifying ‘’I’m only on the third floor, and I don’t want the busybodies nattering.’’

I obediently followed as instructed. Once inside the apartment, Garvey lunged at me before I got subjugated on a large sofa. His fervent lips and tobacco breath now traversed my face as if he were licking ice cream. As my face got swathed, a heady masculine pong assailed my nostrils. My brain began to boil with the excitement I was experiencing.

‘Oh, Christ, this is a dream come true,’ I mentally intoned.

After a brief snogging session, he lifted his head and seriously asked, ‘’I hope you’re not a sissy?’’

‘’No,’’ I quickly retorted, unsure of his meaning.

The meaning shorty followed got as I received three vicious slaps to my face. This was followed as he rammed his three icky fingers into my mouth. Through teary eyes, I listened as he pronounced, ‘’I’m gonna fuck your face… you, fuckin’ whore,’’

A garbled ‘’Mmmm,’’ was all I could offer in response.

In a flash, all our clothing evaporated, before he commenced skull-fucking me rabidly. Without the borders of the glory hole, the smell of his crotch seemed magnified.  As he thumped my mouth, I could also taste residue pussy on his dick.

‘’Do you like the taste of my wife’s cunt?’’ he asked, taunting me.

I was beyond care and simply murmured my contentment.

‘’Open your throat, bitch, I want to go all in!’’ Garvey commanded.

Fortunately, I had my tonsils removed as a child, and soon my nose was nestled in his pungent pubic hair. With his ramming cock kneading my throat, I gurgled and spluttered excitedly, as my frantic hands fought to allow me air. When I felt jets of spunk coating my throat, combined with Garvey’s horny howls, I was both excited and disillusioned, because I had been dreaming of his cock in my arse.   

As we got off the bed and I reached for my clothing to get dressed he asked, ‘’What are you doing?’’

‘’I thought you are done,’’ I countered perplexed.

‘’Noooo,’’ I can fuck all day long. Let’s have some coffee before I fuck you properly,’’ he countered.  

Wide-eyed and delighted, I followed him to the kitchen.

As he prepared our coffee he smiled before saying, ‘’Afterwards, I’m going to fuck your backside hard, buddy,’’ he predicted.

No sooner had we put our coffee cups down, before his hand commandeered my head and led me back to the bedroom. After turning my body and shoving me on the bed face down, his rough hands commenced began swinging like pendulums as he slapped my arse and back. As I yelped he mounted me and slammed his dry cock into my butthole. How my eyes didn’t pop out, I will never know. It was excruciating delightful as he bounced above me. In ecstasy, my hand reached under me to toy with my excited dick, I was in a state of ecstasy, as my hand rubbed my dick frantically.

In a state of euphoria, I felt my slime exploding in my hand as he pummelled me relentlessly. Amazingly, my disk did not soften as he kept going, and as he bounced above me, I could feel another orgasm fast approaching. The straw that broke the camel’s back, came when lowered his head and savagely bit my shoulder.  Thank God for tetanus I thought, as he commenced gasping in ecstasy. In unison, my second load followed after he exploded in my arse.

Many happy visits and bite marks followed.