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I remember the very first cock I sucked at a glory hole. I'd been in that particular bookstore quite a few times, and I knew what the holes were for, but I never worked up the nerve to either suck, or be serviced. Finally one day, like you, I knew the time was right. I went into the booth and fed a $20 into the arcade, and waited. Soon a guy walked in and after a couple of minutes he took his cock out and started to masturbate. I fished the hole with my finders, and he fed his cock through.
My first GH experience was not the first cock I had sucked, but to say I was disappointed would be an understatement. I was 25. He was tiny, hard, yet still bent towards the floor, and he came within seconds. I didn't like his cock, or the feeling after I left. But I remembered it, and after a few days, decided I wanted to try again.
I went back about a month later. The second time was MUCH better! He was Hispanic, cut, about six inches, and let me suck him for a good 10 minutes before he pulled out without cumming.
My third trip was the best of the three. His cock was HUGE. He kept asking to come over into my booth, but I kept saying no. For me, the whole appeal of a GH is its anonymity. Finally he quit asking, and let me service him. He told me after about five minutes or so, "I'm gonna shoot." I told him, "Do it!" and put his cock back in my mouth.
I'll never forget the fountain of semen bursting into my mouth, spraying against the back of my throat. The feel of his cock pulsating is something I don't even know how to describe, other than it was amazingly hot.
I let myself swallow only a little bit, just enough to taste it, and I didn't care for it. I had swallowed one other guy's load years before, and the taste was the same; I didn't like it. I spit the rest out, and left.
I've sucked a total of 26 cocks, including 12 all told through a GH since then. Some of those men have cum in my mouth, and one thing I've come to realize as I've gotten older is that I have developed a full-on fetish for cum swallowing. I love to watch it, and as I got older (I'm 53 now), I wanted more than just a mouthful of flesh, I wanted the thick cum associated with it. So the more cocks I sucked, the more I made myself eat those loads. I feel so NASTY when I take another man's cum in my mouth, and nastier still when I swallow the load. It's a feeling I can't get enough of. And yes, I've even come to love the taste of semen as much as I love the feel of cock.
The last load I ate was a friend I've gotten together with off and on ever since we were adolescents. Even after all the decades, we still like to meet up in secret from time to time. I was in one of those moods where I knew swallowing his cum was the only reason I was even there. We fooled around for quite awhile on his bed, then I stood next to him stroking him and telling him, "Come on man, I want it. I want that load. I want you to cum in my mouth." His breath quickened when I said that last part, so I asked him, "Do you like that idea? Do you wanna cum in my mouth?" he nodded and grunted; he could barely talk. He knew from experience in the past though that I wasn't a swallower, but it had been years, and dozens of cocks for me, since we'd been together last. So I squeezed his cock a little tighter, slowed my stroking, and told him, "I want to swallow it. I want your cum inside me for the rest of the day. Come on, man, give it to me. I want to eat your load."
The second I said that, he choked out a, "NOW!" Instantly I shoved his little dick in my mouth, and reveled again at the feel of the jets, the feel of the pulsing, and as I'd taught myself to do over the years, I loved how his hot, thick cum tasted.
I waited until his body quit convulsing, then pulled his dick out, savored the taste for another minute, and fired it down.
I said that was the last load I ate, but now that I think of it, that's not entirely true; once in awhile I treat myself to the taste of a load by stroking off with my legs in the air, and aim the salty spray as directly into my own mouth as I can.
I think I'll go and do exactly that right now, in fact.........