Add another notch to the bathroom/gloryhole scoreboard!
Tonight's glory hole beef belonged to a horned up trucker who loved to get head without the cumbersome details of conversation, physical contact or visual stimulation.
The busy truckstop was packed with men. There was heavy traffic at the fuel pumps, and even more traffic in the bathroom. But the loud and aromatic toilet traffic didn't stop my fat-dicked trucker from shoving his pecker through the hole in the wall for some relief.
A man in a rush, I caught him jacking off as I sat down in my stall and peered through the well-worn glory hole between our stalls. He saw me looking, and I pushed my nose through the hole a bit to let him know I wanted more than a show. He took my hint.
The trucker shoved his fat cock through the hole, and I wrapped my lips around it as best I could. I started my tongue manipulating ritual and got him worked up. Not less than a minute went by before I heard him breathe heavy, then he thrust his cock back and forth through the hole in the wall and into my mouth like he was fucking a favorite piece of flesh.
His spasms delivered a heavy load down my throat, after which he pulled out, tucked it all away then left. Swift, silent and happy.
Tonight's glory hole beef belonged to a horned up trucker who loved to get head without the cumbersome details of conversation, physical contact or visual stimulation.
The busy truckstop was packed with men. There was heavy traffic at the fuel pumps, and even more traffic in the bathroom. But the loud and aromatic toilet traffic didn't stop my fat-dicked trucker from shoving his pecker through the hole in the wall for some relief.
A man in a rush, I caught him jacking off as I sat down in my stall and peered through the well-worn glory hole between our stalls. He saw me looking, and I pushed my nose through the hole a bit to let him know I wanted more than a show. He took my hint.
The trucker shoved his fat cock through the hole, and I wrapped my lips around it as best I could. I started my tongue manipulating ritual and got him worked up. Not less than a minute went by before I heard him breathe heavy, then he thrust his cock back and forth through the hole in the wall and into my mouth like he was fucking a favorite piece of flesh.
His spasms delivered a heavy load down my throat, after which he pulled out, tucked it all away then left. Swift, silent and happy.