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.

It wasn't long before I felt his hand sliding over my cock through my jeans. Then, as before, he slowly unfastened my belt and jeans, slid the zipper down and pushed my jeans down my hips a little bit. Then he started rubbing my hard cock through my underwear. After doing that for a minute, he asked if it would be alright if he put his hand inside my underwear.

I kind of made a noise, which he took for an affirmative response, and then he slowly pushed his hand down inside the waistband of my underwear. For the first time ever, I felt someone else's hand actually touch my cock. I moaned and he pulled back a little, just barely touching my cock, sliding his fingers through the slippery pre-cum that was flowing from the head of my erect cock. After giving me a minute or two to settle down some, he slowly pushed my underwear down and freed my cock to the warm air of the video booth.

He ever so gently moved his hands around the front of my body, over my hips, through my sparse pubic hair, up and down my thighs, gently fondling my balls and touching my butt. He did this for several minutes, but generally stayed away from my cock, brushing it only occasionally as his hands moved from area to area of my body. Then, he once again touched my cock. He took it gently in his hand and started slowly jerking me off. The feeling was incredible. To have someone else masturbating me was a feeling unlike any I had ever experienced before.

I leaned back against him as his hand moved, sometimes quickly up and down the length of my cock, sometimes (most of the time) very slowly. He would also stop doing that and go back to rubbing and touching the front of my body and my balls. Then he would hold my cock at the base with just his thumb and finger and move it quickly up and down, making it vibrate. Other times, he would push it down so far that I thought it would break and release it to let it bounce back up and slap against my belly.

He did all of these things over and over for what must have been at least 30 minutes. The video loops in these booths weren't very long, maybe eight to ten minutes, and we must have watched this one at least four or five times. Well, actually, by this time, we weren't actually watching, I guess, he was feeding tokens into the machine whenever the video stopped, but we weren't paying any attention to whatever was on the screen.

After a while, he said we should move to another booth. I said okay and started pulling my pants back up. When I had them mostly back up, he stopped me and said I didn't need to fasten them all the way up, no one could see me anyway and it would save time when we got to the next booth. I was kind of doubtful, but said okay.

We left that booth together and he led the way, back further into the room where I hadn't been before and where it seemed even darker. He seemed to know where he was going as he led me to the next booth we entered. On the way through the hallway, I had noticed a couple of other guys moving about also.

In the booth, he once again put several tokens into the machine and a video started up. This video was of two very young boys. One boy was so young he didn't have any pubic hair at all and the other didn't have much. It started off with them taking turns sucking each other off and then, eventually, one boy, the younger one, got on his hands and knees and the older boy knelt down behind him, his small hard cock moving in and out of the other boy's ass. I had never seen anything like that before; had, in fact, never even considered such a thing. But watching it did keep me excited. That and my friend's hands moving over my cock and body as he had been doing before.

After probably fifteen or twenty minutes, he told me to look at the wall to our side. I looked at it for a minute, trying to figure out what he was talking about. Then he pointed to a spot on the wall. As I looked at it, gradually I realized that I could see what looked like light flickering. I thought it was just a reflection of our movie off of something on the wall. I asked him what it was and he said it was a hole in the wall between our booth and the booth next to us. That didn't make any sense to me so I asked him why there would be a hole there.

He said it was called a "Gloryhole" and told me to look through the hole. He moved back and I bent over and looked through the hole. I could clearly see the light of the movie playing in that booth and, in that flickering light, I could see another guy standing in the booth. He had his pants down around his ankles and was playing with, what appeared to me, a very large cock. As I watched, I felt my friend's hand slowly run over my ass and up and down my thighs. I was getting ready to stand up again when I noticed the guy in the other booth start to lean forward. The next thing I knew, I was looking him right in the eye.

Kind of shocked and surprised, I immediately stood back up. My friend again started jerking me off, slowly and gently. After a few minutes, he asked me if I liked what we had been doing so far. Of course, I said yes. Everything felt wonderful. My cock had never been so hard for so long. Usually, when I jerked off myself, I didn't have a whole lot of time and so it was usually in the bathroom and pretty quick so I wouldn't get caught by my brothers or my sister.

Obviously, since I was spending that summer with my grandmother I had more time, but even so, when I jerked off, about the only thing I was interested in was cumming. It hadn't really occurred to me to try to make it last a long time. Now, today, this guy had been playing with me and jerking me off for at least forty-five minutes, maybe a bit longer. It did indeed feel very nice. I felt like my whole body was tingling and all of it was concentrated in my cock.

He continued masturbating me and suddenly I realized that he had slowly been turning me so I was facing the wall with the hole in it. I glanced down at the hole and I could see the eye of the guy in the next booth watching us. This, knowing that someone else was watching us, got me even more excited. My friend asked me if I knew the guy in the next booth was watching and I said yes as his hand slipped slowly up and down my cock and over my balls. Pretty soon, he had my cock aimed directly at the hole in the wall as he held the base of my cock in his hand and vibrated my cock up and down very quickly.

I could still see the eye of the man on the other side of the wall as he watched everything that was going on. Then I saw the tip of his finger move into the hole, entering our booth, like he was pointing at my cock. Slowly, my friend started pressing me forward, moving me closer and closer to the hole. I resisted, asking him what he was doing. He said that the guy in the next booth wanted to touch my cock too.

I asked him how he knew that. He said that when the other guy put his finger through the Gloryhole that was a signal that he wanted me to put my cock through the hole so he could play with it. Hesitantly, I said okay. He said we would only move close enough to the hole that the guy could touch my cock by reaching his fingers through the hole and if I didn't like it, we could move back. I nodded okay.

He put both of his hands on my hips and slowly pressed me forward until the head of my cock was less than an inch away from the hole. Slowly, the finger of the guy in the next booth moved through the hole and touched the head of my cock, sliding around through the slippery pre-cum. That finger was soon joined by another and he moved both fingers around the head of my cock and as far down the shaft as he could reach. I watched as my friend, very slowly, pressed me forward so that my cock got even closer to the hole in the wall.

Soon, I was far enough forward so that had there not been a hole, the tip of my cock would have been pressed against the wall. But since the hole was there, it gave the guy on the other side of the wall even more access to my cock. He was sliding his fingers up and down my cock, through the slippery pre-cum that was continuously oozing out. At this point, the head of my cock was nearly all the way through the plywood wall. Since I was leaning back against the guy behind me, I could still see the head of my cock as I felt and watched the other guy's fingers playing with me.

Suddenly, without any warning, in one smooth movement the guy behind me pressed me forward so that my cock slipped all the way through the hole. I was too surprised to do anything until, at the same moment, I felt something incredibly warm and wet slide down over my hard cock. It felt truly wonderful, unlike anything I had ever felt before, and I had no idea what it was.

The closest to this feeling I'd ever had was when I was using soap to jerk off with in the bathtub and although that always feels good, believe me, that wasn't anything like what I was feeling now. I started to pull back, but the guy behind me had his body pressed firmly against my back and I could not move. In fact, it felt like he was pressing harder against me, pushing my cock even further into the hole.

I moaned loudly as whatever was happening to my cock continued. My friend asked me if I liked what was happening and, of course, I said yes. "What is he doing?" I asked and he told me he was sucking me off.

"What?" I said.

"The guy on the other side of the wall is sucking on your cock with his mouth," he said.

At that point, it felt so incredible I guess I didn't really care what he was doing. After just a couple of minutes, I could feel that I was about to cum. After all, by this time, my cock had been hard for at least an hour, if not longer. I started moaning more and louder and moving my hips back and forth.

"Cum!" my friend said. And cum I did. My hips bucked harder into the wall, it felt like my cock was thrusting even further into the hole and I could feel my cum fire out of my cock and into the warm, wet mouth on the other side of the wall. My friend kept holding me up against the wall, otherwise I surely would have collapsed onto the floor.

He held me there for several minutes while the mouth on my cock kept licking and sucking all of the cum out of my cock. Then, my friend pulled me back into the booth. He looked down at my cock, which was still hard.

"Can I suck it for a while?" he asked.

What was I going to say? I nodded yes. He gave me a handful of tokens (yes, he had been feeding the machine the whole time) and then leaned me against the back wall of the booth and knelt down in front of me. He sucked my erect cock into his mouth and began licking and sucking. If possible, this felt even better than the sucking I just got, maybe because I could see the guy sucking on my cock this time or maybe because my cock was so sensitive or maybe because he really was very good at sucking cock.

Whatever the reason, it didn't take too long before I was ready to cum again. I put my hands on his head and started working my hips back and forth, thrusting my cock into his mouth. My cock wasn't all that big and he took it in easily.

After maybe ten minutes of his sucking my cock and licking my balls, I was about to cum. I started moaning again and then held his face tight against me as I pushed my cock as deep as I possibly could into his mouth and let loose another load of cum. My knees started to buckle and I felt his hands pressing against my legs to hold me up. He continued to gently suck and lick my cock until he was satisfied he had all the cum I was going to give him. He finally stood up and told me how good my cum tasted.

My cock was still hard, although not quite as hard as before, and he held it in his soft hand, gently rubbing it. He asked if I wanted to rest for a bit and then do some more. I was totally exhausted, so I said no, not right now. He asked if I would come back again and I said I definitely would. He helped me get my pants up and make myself presentable and then opened the door to the booth.

As I staggered out of the booth area and back into the light of the main part of the store, it took my eyes awhile to adjust to the brightness. When they did, I saw the guy behind the counter looking at me. "Did you have fun?" he asked.

"Yeah, I did," I said.

"Good! We'll see you again soon."

Part III

I wasn't able to get back to the ABS for nearly a week. As before, I thought a lot (a LOT!) about what had happened during my first two visits and jerked off quite a bit. However, I must admit that after what I had experienced at the ABS, jerking myself off, while it was still very enjoyable, of course, and always felt good, just didn't quite compare to being played with for a long time by my friend or poking my cock through a gloryhole and being sucked off. So I was finally able to get back to the ABS and, again, it was early afternoon when I arrived.

The same guy was behind the counter. It turned out he owned the store and that's why he was always there. We talked for a while and then I said I wanted to buy some tokens, even though I still had quite a few from my previous visits. He said, no, my money was no good there anymore. I had never heard that expression before, so I asked him what he meant. He told me that if I needed tokens, I should just ask him and he would give them to me. Of course, he knew I wouldn't be needing many because my friend would always be willing to put tokens in the machine as long as he could jerk me off and suck my cock. I'm sure others also contributed, but never really thought about it at the time.

Anyway, since he didn't explain any of that to me at the time, I was somewhat puzzled, but I said okay. Since I still had tokens from before, I just headed for the video booth area where, as before, I saw my friend waiting for me.

This time, he didn't wait for me to go into a booth, he just came up and said Hi and said he'd missed seeing me the past few days. I told him that I hadn't been able to get back there for a while because my grandmother and I had gone visiting other relatives. He asked if I wanted to go into a booth and, of course, I said yes. I followed him back into the same booth we had been in the last time I was there, further back in the darker part of the room.

When we entered, he fed a few tokens into the video machine and he immediately started rubbing the front of my body. It wasn't long before he had my pants and underwear down around my ankles and my shirt pulled up and was rubbing all over me, massaging my balls and jerking off my hard cock. Of course, now that I knew it existed, I also kept glancing down and the gloryhole to see if anyone was on the other side. I could see the light flickering in the other booth and could see the shadow of someone else over there.