Chicago, Illinois

There’s a local mall that’s almost as famous for the glory holes in its downstairs bathroom as it is for its shopping. You can find guys of all shapes, ages and sexual orientations looking for a quick way to get off, many times while their boyfriends, girlfriends or wives are shopping. The holes in the stall walls are large and obvious, but surprisingly the mall has done nothing to plug them. The place seemed to be busiest in the summer, and that’s when this story took place.

It was in this bathroom that I met Noah. I was in the middle of three graffiti-covered stalls, when I heard the door of the stall to my left open. After the new guy moved around for what seemed like forever, he finally dropped his pants and sat down. To my pleasant surprise, it was a fresh-faced young boy who barely looked 18.

I watched through the hole as the boy just sat there with his legs close together, his hand buried between them. He was either oblivious to the hole, straight, or frightened. I decided not to scare him away by sticking my cock through the hole right away, and instead just leaned back and stroked it while looking through the hole at his blonde hairy legs.

Suddenly, a shadow was cast over the glory hole from his side of the partition. I just kept leaning back and stroking. The kid had his face pressed against the stall, watching. I leaned forward and began to stand. He quickly moved away to sit back down. I didn’t put my dick through the hole. I wondered what his game was. Soon after I leaned back to stroke my cock some more, his eye again appeared at the hole. And sure enough, as I moved toward it he quickly moved away again. The boy was obviously interested, but hadn’t been hooked yet.

Not wanting to have this go on all day, I put one foot on the toilet and boosted myself up to look over the stall so I could get a better view of the boy. He was striking. He had dark blonde hair and what appeared to be a decent body beneath his tight T-shirt. From this view I could also see the cock he was hiding between his legs. It was meaty, about average in length but very thick.

I saw him again lean forward to check me out through the hole. As he moved away from the stall wall, no doubt wondering where I was, I tried to get his attention with a “Psst.” He looked around, confused as to where I was, before finally glancing up and catching my eye. He turned bright red from embarrassment, but still had a huge smile on his face. Just then, the bathroom door opened and a group of voices could be heard. I hastily sat back down.

Now it was my turn to lean toward the hole in the wall. “Psst,” I said again. “Let’s go somewhere else.” I knew it was a daring move, but I didn’t want to waste any more time. Something must have sparked his interest because he quickly pulled his pants up and got out of his stall. I shoved my still hard piece back in my pants and left my stall. He was waiting for me, staring with the most amazing blue eyes and that large grin of his.

As we left the bathroom, we had a short conversation. He said his name was Noah and he was 18 years old. He’d just graduated high school and would be off to college in the fall. He only recently admitted to himself that he was gay, and said he’d only fooled around with two other guys before. He said this was his first glory-hole experience, and he was turned on beyond belief. He told me he could feel his cock dripping pre-cum. I wasn’t going to let this one get away.

I asked if he’d like to go to my car in the parking lot. He said he did, and I led the way. I love how, in moments of sexual urgency, people will do things they wouldn’t otherwise, like getting into a stranger’s car.

Once in the car, I pulled out my dick and he went right to work. Either he lied to me about his experience or he was a quick learner, because Noah knew what he was doing. He grabbed hold of his own cock, covered in pre-cum, and stroked it furiously. With people walking by just a few feet away, he bounced his head up and down in my lap like his life depended on it. It didn’t take long until I felt ready to cum, so I asked Noah to slow down. But he was a man on a mission. He kept sucking harder and deeper until I couldn’t hold it anymore. I pulled his mouth off of my cock, but he put his face back down in my lap right as I started cumming. I shot a load straight across his left cheek. He moaned as I shot another load on his nose and in his eye. His own cock began squirting all over his shirt and my dashboard. I looked up to see a woman staring at the car. I wasn’t sure what she could see, but it didn’t matter. I shot another load into Noah’s mouth, then another. He clamped his lips around my cock and took the rest of my load deep in his throat.

We sat in the car like that for a while, me panting and Noah with his face still in my lap, his mouth sucking on my dick as it went limp. Finally, he got up and said, “Thanks.” I smiled at how cute that sounded coming from his cum-covered face. He wiped his hand across his cheek and licked it clean.

“This is the first time I ever sucked a guy,” he said grinning. “Did you like it?”

I gave a slight chuckle. “Did you?” I asked.

“Oh, yeah.”

“Then consider us even.”

We wouldn’t be seeing each other again because he was going off to college. He said goodbye and left my car, my cum still stuck to parts of his face. I was going to say something to him, but I had a feeling he wanted it there. Even with his little experience, I had no doubt that he was going to be the nastiest, kinkiest big man on campus.

Ned

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