The Big One
The head of his dick popped into my throat, and I could feel his belly and pubic hair on my lips as he sawed back and forth in my mouth.I wandered around the middle square of video booths, checking out the ones with glory holes for several minutes. A few other men were doing the same or just leaning on the walls and watching. One of them was a clean-cut, handsome black man who asked me if I was “looking for some dick.” I thought about a positive response for a moment and then wandered on. I wasn’t sure who to trust. I walked into a booth with a glory hole...