My First Gloryhole Experience


Caution: This True Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Ma, Ma/mt, Consensual, Gay, True Story, First, Oral Sex, Masturbation, Porn Theatre, .

Desc: True Sex Story: This is a true story of the summer I spent at my grandmother's house in Indianapolis, Indiana. I was 16 at the time. During my walks around the area, I had noticed an adult book store on Washington Street (aka US Highway 40). I finally worked up the nerve to enter the store, figuring the worst that could happen was that I'd be promptly kicked out. I wasn't!

Part I

I had my first experience with Adult Book Stores and Gloryholes when I was just 16. Yes, nowadays that's way too young legally speaking) to go into an ABS and you'd probably not make it to the door, much less through it. But this was back in 1967. I don't know if there was a minimum legal age or not, but I know that if there was, it wasn't enforced.

I lived in South-Central Indiana, but was spending the summer with my Grandmother in Indianapolis. I had a driver's license, but no car, so most of my travel was done on foot. She lived on the East side of Indianapolis, several blocks North of East Washington Street. It was not unusual back then for a kid to take off in the morning and be gone all day, which is exactly what I usually did. During my travels, I often passed a XXX bookstore which was kind of tucked into a small cul-de-sac just off of Washington Street.

To get to it, there was this short alley which opened up into a small parking lot and then the storefront, which faced Washington Street so you could see the big red neon "XXX" as you passed. Of course, I always looked at it as I passed, wondering what was inside, since I'd never been in an ABS before. After a couple of weeks of walking past, I decided to go inside to see what happened.

I'd never been inside an XXX-rated store before and didn't have any idea what to expect, but I had a few dollars in my pocket and plenty of time. I figured the worst that could happen was I'd be told to leave. I walked up the short drive and through the parking lot to the door, hesitating more than a little before finally pushing through.

I saw an older guy (of course, back then, damned near everyone was older!) standing behind a counter who looked me up and down, frowned a bit and then said hi. I said hi in return and walked a little further into the store. Getting no resistance, I walked around inside, looking at all of the magazines, which is what they had more than anything else.

I walked around a couple of times and noticed a door leading back into a darkened corridor where I'd occasionally see someone walking around. As I passed the counter, the guy behind it asked me if I'd ever been in a store like this before. Of course, I said no (which was no doubt pretty obvious to him considering the way I was gawking at the magazine covers) and we talked a few minutes.

Eventually, I asked him what was through the door I had noticed and he said there were video booths back there. Since I didn't have any idea what he was talking about, he explained it to me. He then asked if I wanted to go have a look. Of course, I said yes. He said I'd need some tokens. Well, I didn't know what a token was either, so he told me they were like quarters, but you got five for a dollar. I started to reach into my pocket and he said, no, the first ones were on the house and he handed me ten tokens. I slowly wandered around the store again and then hesitantly walked through the door, glancing back at the guy at the counter again. He nodded and smiled as I disappeared into the darkness.

It took a minute or two for my eyes to adjust, but I noticed there were several rows of doors with small red lights above them. Some of the lights were off and I could hear the whirring of a movie projector behind the door. Back then, for those of you who don't know anything older than VHS tapes and DVDs, the videos were 8 MM movie film loops, projected onto a small screen.

There wasn't any switching from movie to movie, each booth had a different movie loop running, so you moved from booth to booth to watch different films. Oh, and there was no sound on most of them, other than the sound the projector made. Each token showed maybe 8 or 10 minutes of the film before shutting down. I entered a booth and closed the door, but if there was a latch on the door, I never found it. The interior of the booth was pretty dark, lit only by another small red light.

I eventually found the slot to insert the token and was rewarded by a movie showing a man and a woman engaging in sex. Of course, having only seen a few pictures, mostly from other guys in school, seeing actual moving images was pretty exciting and, despite my nervousness, my cock got very hard. I started rubbing it through my jeans – and then the time expired and the movie ended. I decided to try my luck in another booth, so I moved on. I did this same thing in a couple of other booths, my cock staying hard the whole time.

As I moved from booth to booth, I noticed a few other guys doing the same thing. Of course, no one spoke, but each guy I saw looked at me as I moved past. I was in my fourth or fifth booth and the movie had just started when someone else entered the booth I was in. I still hadn't found a latch on any of the doors (turned out there weren't any) and since I didn't really know what to do and didn't want to cause any trouble, when he came in, I didn't say anything. I didn't really get a good look at him, but in the semi-darkness, he looked like he was maybe in his mid-30's, well dressed and of medium build. He stood behind me and watched the movie over my right shoulder, close, but not touching me.

As the movie ended, I started to move, but he said, "Wait, I'll put another token in." I said okay and he put one hand on my shoulder as he reached out and put a token in the machine with his other hand. When the movie started again, he didn't remove his hand from my shoulder and I felt him move just slightly closer. I could feel his chest just barely touching my back and he placed his other hand lightly on my hip. This made me very nervous, but still I couldn't move.

I kept my eyes on the movie, which, by the way, showed two guys sucking each other off. I had never seen or even really considered what was then called "queer" guys before, so was pretty surprised when the movie had started. He softly asked me if I liked the movie and I mumbled "yeah, I guess" and then felt his other hand pull me back slightly so I was more or less leaning back against him and then move from my shoulder to my other hip. Despite my nervousness and not having any idea what was going on, my cock felt like it was harder than ever before. I was very excited.

His head was right next to mine and I could feel and hear him breathing. And then, suddenly, I thought I felt something brush against my hard cock through my jeans. The touch was so light I wasn't sure until I felt it again. It was his fingers ever so lightly rubbing up and down the length of my hard cock through my jeans. He pressed his hand a little more firmly against my cock and my hips bucked back against him. He held his hand over my cock and pressed forward with his hips against my butt and I could feel his erection against my ass. Slowly, he unfastened my belt and unzipped my jeans, pealing them open and exposing my underwear.

I was so excited that just as I felt his fingers touch my cock through my underwear, I knew I was going to cum. I moaned loudly as I came and he pressed his hand tightly over my cock, rubbing and squeezing it as cum filled my underwear. Even though I had messed around with girls a few times before, it never got very serious (certainly not this serious!) and this was the first time I had ever cum by someone's hand other than my own. The feeling was overwhelming. If I hadn't been leaning back against him, I would have fallen to the floor of the booth.

As I somewhat recovered and started to fasten my jeans back up, I heard him say something, but wasn't sure what. I asked him what he said and he told me his name and asked if I would come back again. I said yes. He told me that he was there often and I should look for him and that if I liked what happened today, he could make me feel even better. I said okay and left the booth. As I found my way out of the booth area and back into the main part of the store, heading towards the door, I saw the guy behind the counter looking at me with a knowing smile on his face. As I walked through the door, he said, "See ya soon!"

Yes, I thought, I'll definitely be back soon.

Part II

My second trip to the ABS was just a couple of days later. I had thought a lot – almost continuously! – about my previous experience and it seemed like I jerked off almost constantly while thinking about it. I knew it wouldn't be long before going back. I also figured that since I had been jerking off so much recently, that regardless of what happened, I wouldn't be cumming quite as fast as I had the last time.

When I got there, it was about the same time of the day, early afternoon, and the same guy was behind the counter. He said Hi as I walked in and we talked a couple of minutes. I still had most of the tokens he had given me the last time, but I bought a couple more dollar's worth, wandered around the store a few minutes and then headed back through the door where the booths were located. As I walked through the door, again I glanced back at the guy behind the counter. He nodded and smiled. I kind of waved back at him and disappeared into the darkness.

I walked back into the gloom and, looking up, I saw the same guy with whom I had shared a booth the last time. He looked like he had been waiting for me and had no doubt seen me when I came into the store. I walked into one booth, watched a video and then departed that booth in search of another. As I entered the next booth, further back in the room, I glanced up and saw my friend watching me. I put a token in the machine and had just started watching the video when he entered the booth behind me. After saying Hi to each other, we watched the video, him feeding tokens to the machine as needed.

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