I absolutely love the experiences that I’ve had at gloryholes. Despite not being able to see each other, I find that I form an intimate connection with the person on the other end.

By focusing on the moment, pleasure, and service - I find that my gloryhole experiences have been entrancing.

Recently I met a guy at a gloryhole - let’s call him Milkbone. He buzzed me up to his apartment and the door was unlocked. He had some poppers to the side and even a pull up bar for me to hang on to if necessary.

I put my junk through the hole and knew that I was meeting someone talented and experienced. He stroked me with his throat, expertly using his tongue to make me writhe in pleasure.

I’m usually a quick cummer. Something about the visual stimulation of seeing the other person really turns me on.

But with Milkbone, it felt like a dance. He’d instinctively feel when I was getting close and would slow his pace. I’d pull my cock out of the gloryhole for a few seconds to cool off. It felt like we were dancing together.

I reached inside the gloryhole and felt his hairy chest and scruff. I was so turned on. He edged me closer and closer until I couldn’t take it anymore.

I’ll definitely be back!