First Time at Glory Holes

I have a long story here on Solotouch about my only time with another cock. “Scout Grope” is the story and recounts my play at age 14, he 13, with another boy in a dark tent on a Scout campout. My only touch of another cock was 62 years ago. Until last Thursday.

I am in a very good marriage, but my wife lost interest in sex 9 years ago and I stay horny. I play with my cock on cam for others and love c2c cock play. So that is my sex life, and not a bad one. Until last Thursday.

My wife went away for a long weekend with her female friends. I decided to try something new, so I went to an adult sex store that, from the website, features video booths with glory holes and a larger video room or "theatre.” It was such a great masturbation experience I wanted to tell the story here.

I had not entered an adult store for many years, and the heart races at the beginning. The stores here in California require a mask for Covid reasons, which is fine with me. I paid the ten dollar “arcade” fee and went through a door, past the racks of sex videos and sex toys, into a dark space. I let my eyes get used to the dark, dimly lit and the black walls keep it dark. Once my eyes adjusted to the dark I could see the hall of doors to booths. Two halls really because glory holes connect booths from each side.

I tried a doorknob and opened the door. The booths are small. Nobody in the booth. A folding chair and a porn video running. I could see a glory hole cut into the wall. I entered the booth and closed the door behind me. I locked it at first, but then realized that a guy might want to look into the room and see me masturbating, and I did not want to close off that possibility. So I unlocked the door and sat on the folding chair, half looking at the video but also at the glory hole.

I found a gay video to warm me up and began massaging my cock through my pants. I leaned over to gaze through the glory hole, and I saw a man enter and stand there, also rubbing his cock through his pants, also watching a gay video. My heart racing,I figured this was my chance to touch another cock after 62 years. I put my hand through the glory hole and waved my fingers a bit to invite him to put his cock in my hand. I was new to this, but that seemed an appropriate gesture. He lowered his pants and brought his cock over to my hand.

My heart was racing as I closed my fingers around his cock. He was not large, maybe 5 inches semi hard, and uncut. As a cut guy I am a fan of the foreskin. I gently stroked his cock, sliding his foreskin back and forth, spreading some of his pre on the head. I put my cock to the hole and he stroked me as best he could through the hole.

I decided to go around to the next hall of booths and figured out what room he was in. I tried the door and it was unlocked. I went in and closed the door behind me. We quickly lowered our pants and started handling each other’s cock. He was in his 40s or 50s. I complimented his cock and he said he does not have much luck with women (his small cock, I guess). I told him I was new to this experience. I loved playing with his cock. And finally someone was stroking mine. After 62 years.

I sat down on the chair to get a close look at his cock. I was there just for mutual masturbation. I have never sucked or been sucked (ever, even by my wife), but I wanted a close look at is cock. I felt for his balls and he said he has just one testicle. I concentrated on the head of his cock, stroked with one hand, held the other close to the head to catch his cum—and he came in my hand. He had a tissue to wipe my hand. And we both left the booth.

I was really horned up by then. I tried another booth, with a guy standing there with door partly open. I began to enter but he whispered no, to follow him.  We went to the larger “theatre,” a room with a straight porn video showing on the wall and about ten folding chairs scattered about the room. A half dozen or so guys were there, some seated in chairs stroking their cocks, some standing near one another, not watching the video so much as moving closer to each other with cocks out looking for mutual masturbation or, maybe sucking. My cock out, I moved close to two men stroking each other, and they let me join the circle. One was a young man in his late 20s, I would guess, the other probably in his 50s (the masks interfere with clues about age). The younger man had a six inch cock and was very hard; the older man had a smaller, thicker cock. We stroked each other a minute or so, then started to walk around the room finding others to stroke and be stroked.

I left the theatre and tried a few booth doors. Some were locked. In one, with the door partially open, the man (30s I guess) was standing and had his cock out. I reached for it but he brushed my hand away and said he wanted me to suck him. I told him I am not into that, so I moved on.  I returned to the theatre, where I saw that hard young man, standing, getting sucked by an older man. The scene was heart-pounding exciting. A room with about 10 man masturbating, a porn video on the wall, and now a young man being sucked close enough to me that I could touch them both. I did not, bot I stroked my cock watching them. The young man began to tremble, said, “I’m gong to cum,” and I could see his body shudder as the older man apparently swallowed his load. I stood there with my cock out think maybe the older man would turn to my cock and give me the same pleasure, but they moved away.

I went to that store every day near noon hour for 3 days. Over that time I probably played with 10-12 cocks, mutual masturbation. Only the first came in my hand, and I did not cum. Nor was I sucked by anyone, nor did I suck anyone. I was looking for mutual masturbation and found what I was looking for.

Having had a long (20 years) experience playing with my cock on cam on another site, I was interested in the ways the norms of the cam chat and the norms of the glory hole booths and theatre are similar. (Yeah, I am a retired academic and cannot help analyzing things.) I had assumed that most of the men there around lunchtime were like me—bi, married, little or no married sex. They wanted the brief thrill of playing with cocks, maybe more. I was inexperienced, but quickly I figured out the norms for inviting touching. People respected my “I don’t do that” and I respected their “I don’t do that.”

One more thing. On cam I have seen hundreds of penises, and I love the variety. All sizes, cut and uncut, all shapes, mushroom heads and bullet heads. I love them all. It had been so long since I had touched a cock that I was not sure how one would feel in my hand. It should not have surprised me, but those cocks felt just like my cock—a bit spongy when soft, and one very hard. There were no monster cocks those 3 days, though I did handle two very thick, uncut cocks. Most of us had average size cocks.

And one last thing. I think these stores provide a very valuable service. There are many men like me who are in good, happy, but sexless marriages. The internet provides one outlet for our sexual drives and needs. These sex stores with their booths and glory holes and theatres provide another outlet, a safe space to have anonymous sexual experiences. I thought I might feel more guilt visiting the store than I do every day playing with my cock on cam and chatting with men like me. I did not feel more guilt and that still puzzles me. Both the camming and the glory holes seem less like “cheating” when the wife no longer is interested in sex. No emotional attachment on cam or in the booths.

Please share your similar experiences.