It's 5 o'clock pm and my shift at Exotic 59 Smoke Shop is over. My car is in the shop so I am relying on Uber to get me too and back from work until my car is fully repaired. I open the Uber app and see that I have a notification that my Uber driver is approximately 1 minute away. I am expecting an Uber driver named Carlos in a tan Honda Accord Sedan to arrive in the next minute or so. I eagerly look out the door awaiting my Uber driver and sure enough a tan Honda Accord Sedan pulls up and parks near the entrance. I can see from the door that he's about to send me a message letting me know that he has arrived but no message is needed as I grab my backpack and head out the door. I meet my Uber driver with a smile and he lets his window down so that we can exchange greetings and I can confirm that he is indeed Carlos here to scoop me up and take me to my destination. Carlos is a handsome dark featured man with curly hair, a goatee, and most beautiful brown eyes peeking through his round wire rimmed glasses. He's wearing a short sleeved orange Astros baseball jersey and I can see that his muscular forearms are heavily tattooed which has always been a turn on for me. Seeing his upper body as he sits in the driver's seat is already giving me an idea of how well proportioned the rest of his body is.
I start to open the back door thinking that it was only appropriate to sit in the backseat when Carlos stops me and tells me there's plenty of room up front for me. He unlocks the passenger side door and tells me to hop in. I eagerly follow his directions. As I get situated next to Carlos I can smell the patchouli incense that fills the cab of the car. Carlos must be a pot smoker and as someone who works at a Smoke Shop I know that patchouli is a popular scent that pot smokers like to use to conceal the odor of their marijuana. "Ahh the sweet smell of patchouli. Did you smoke a joint before arriving?" A grin spreads across his face and he guiltily admits that he did indulge a few minutes prior. "Awesome bro, I indulge from time to time to." I was lying but wanting to establish something in common which is a great way to break the ice when you are trying to flirt with someone. Carlos was really chill and easy to talk to. Once he thought I was a fellow smoker he opened up a lot. My destination was at least a good 20 to 30 minutes away thanks to the evening rush hour traffic that we were going to be in. Plenty of time for me to work my magic on Carlos. At some point Carlos asked me about my job and what kind of things were sold at Exotic 59. I explained to him that Exotic 59 was not only a Smoke Shop where we sold all of the best smoke paraphernalia but it was also an adult video store with videos and adult novelties. "Carlos whenever you run out of patchouli incense you can swing by my job and I'll hook you up with any scent you desire." Carlos chuckled and said "I'll definitely be visiting you at your job for some more incense and probably some smoke accessories." That's a score for me.
Now we are sitting in traffic moving at a snail's pace. Carlos has more questions which tells me he's intrigued by my line of work. "What's the strangest thing you've experienced working at your job?" Here I debate on whether I should tell him. I don't want to tell him something that might be too explicit as it might mess up my chances with this stud. "Carlos I have a few strange experiences that I can tell you about. The strangest is probably too x-rated for your innocent ears." Carlos quickly replies "I want to hear it bro." If I tell my story Carlos will know that I am gay so I warn him that my story involves me hooking up with another man and is he okay with that. Carlos tells me he's straight but reveals that he is LGBTQ friendly as his step brother is openly gay. Wonderful he's used to be around gay people and not yucked out by gay sexual encounters I suppose. Another score for me.
We are still stuck in traffic when I start tell him about the time one of my former school classmates came into my store to buy a waterpipe. In school this guy was no friend of mine and in fact he was an enemy. His name was Andre but everyone called him Dre. Dre was one of the popular jocks in school and he had the pick of the litter with all of the hot chicks that were at our school. Dre discovered me under the bleachers one day giving one of his teammates a blowjob. Well long story short, Dre threatened to out us both but my horny counterpart pleaded with Dre and lied on me in the process. He told Dre that I paid him one hundred bucks and I offered to do his homework for the remainder of the semester. Complete lies but I knew that Dre was going to believe his friend over me anyway. My unnamed horny counterpart was given a pass by Dre and told to get lost. Dre focused his attention on me letting me know that he had a secret over me that would ruin my reputation as the favored teachers' pet that people had come to know me as. "What do you want me to do Dre?" Dre's eyebrow lifted on one side conveying that he had an idea. "Listen bro, I'm not gay but you've got skills and want you to do to me what you did to Ron." Ron was the guy that I'd apparently been sucking under the bleachers. I was being blackmailed but I wasn't completely upset by the offer. "You want me to do it now?" Dre quickly replies that he doesn't want me to do it now or anytime soon. Dre told me that we'd link up after the semester ended which would be in a few weeks. He asked if there was anyway that he could come to my house when my folks were away. I told him I lived with my older cousin who worked evenings and that I had the house to myself until my cousin returned home in the mornings. "Awesome, I can come by at least twice a week and I need it to be dark because I don't want to see a dude polishing my pipe." Dre's adamancy about seeing me gave me the idea to create a makeshift gloryhole. I'd found an old sheet and cut a hole in it and tacked it up to a door frame whenever Dre would come to my place. He'd text me to let me know when he was planning to come and I'd have it ready. That whole summer I'd been sucking Dre off, the most popular guy at my school and nobody would ever know. Well fast forward two years later to when he'd shown up to my job. Dre was alone but he'd definitely remembered me from school. After looking around to ensure that nobody was within hearing distance he asked me if I still gave "oral support" with a wink. "Yea I still suck dick if that's what you're asking." Dre didn't waste time asking me if I lived in the area and if I would allow him to come by for a "favor." I explained to Dre that I had my own place now but that I did in fact have a rather popular gloryhole that was for invite only. I also let Dre know that most of my visitors were predominately straight men that were dl and discreet only looking for relief from time to time. Dre's eyes perked up at this information and he pulled out his phone and asked me for my number. I gave it to him and now after 2 years Dre is a regular visitor at my private gloryhole.
Carlos was quiet the entire time I was telling him this story. Once I'd finished telling him the story I was curious to know what he was thinking. I didn't have to really ask him anything because I looked down near his crotch and could see he was bulging rather prominently but I diverted my eyes so as not to make Carlos uncomfortable in the fact that I knew that he was aroused. After brief silence Carlos started asking me questions. "Say bro, that was an interesting story. Can you tell me more about this gloryhole thing?" I explained that the gloryhole was just a barrier between me and the person getting a blowjob so that there is some anonymity and so that straight men can be able to envision that there is a hot female on the other side of the barrier. Carlos was silent for a moment as he's thinking about this and becoming curious. Carlos has another question. "How can a guy visit a gloryhole and you not know who they are?" I explain that I rarely see my visitors since all correspondence is done through text message or from the kik app. I'll get a message asking me if I'm accepting visitors and if I am I tell them when they can show up. If they agree to show up I'll have the door unlocked and they can enter a dark room and step up to the hole. Once they are done they are to clean themselves up and leave. Me telling him this was also a way of slyly persuading Carlos to stop by my gloryhole. After 30 minutes of driving we finally arrive to my address. Carlos tells me I was one of the coolest passengers he's ever had and he hopes he can be my driver again soon. He also tells me he will be coming to Exotic 59 to check out "some stuff for smokers." I told him if he comes through and he comes regularly, I could hook him up with a small discount which is music to his ears.
I am opening my door and Carlos is backing out of the driveway. I can see from my vantage point that Carlos is looking at my house and paying close attention to the physical details of what my house looks like. Perhaps he's going to pay me a visit after all. I shall see.
Two weeks later I get a text message from an unfamiliar number. Nothing new for me however since I get guys texting me from various numbers all the time and they are usually checking to see if my gloryhole will be available. This message was short and sweet. "Hey I was told you have a gloryhole and wanted to see what it's about. I'm new to this but curious." I told him he could come later that night around 10 o'clock and he said he'd be there. He wanted to know if there was anything he should do once he got there. I told him the door would be unlocked right before he was to arrive and that he was to just walk in and step up to the hole. I also told him that he could watch porn on his phone if he needed it. I had a feeling that this was definitely someone that I'd communicated with but wasn't sure who it was exactly. He asked me if it was okay if he wore a mask once he stepped inside. I told him he could do whatever he wished if he felt it was necessary to conceal his identity.
It is now 10 minutes before 10 o'clock so I unlock the side door that he is to enter and I turn out all of the lights. The gloryhole is already in place. I grab my stool and wait for my guest to arrive. A minute or 2 after 10pm I hear feet approaching my door. The sound of the door knob is slowly turning. My guest has arrived. Time for me to feast. I take a peek through the gloryhole hoping to get a glimpse of who my guest is but with the darkness and the distance, that is nearly impossible. At most I can get a sense of their silhouette. My guest had his mask on before he entered so I had to figure out his identity in other ways. I quickly scanned the tall lanky and muscular body that approached the gloryhole. This guy was wearing gray sweatpants and a gray hoodie. He took time to remove his hoodie under which he wore a plain white wife beater. Now I could see more of this guys body. I could also see that his arms were heavily tattooed up to his shoulders. My guest was sleeved on both arms and I'd only recently met one person with tattoos like that. Carlos had finally worked up the courage to come to my gloryhole which I knew he would eventually.
After Carlos removed his hoodie he untied the drawstring of his sweat pants and dropped them to the floor. Carlos obviously came prepared because he was free-balling. My side of the hole was not nearly as dark as the side for the visitors so I could see the "meal" that I would be feasting on once it entered the hole. Carlos stepped up to the hole and presented me his fat juicy flaccid cock. Carlos was as lengthy and thick as I'd imagined him to be from the first day I'd met him as my Uber driver. He was well over 7 inches flaccid and uncut. The thick curly brown pubes framed his penis nicely. I lifted his cock with one hand and with the other lifted his large pendulous balls. His balls were slightly sweaty so I put my nose up to them to get whiff of the beautiful musk of his sweaty balls. After that was done I gently rested his balls back against his inner thighs and prepared to make his flagpole stand at attention. I took his meat into my warm wet salivating mouth and just held it there for a while. I wanted to see how his body would react to feeling the warmth and wetness of my mouth before I incorporated any movement from my tongue. His penis firmed up a little but only to a spongy state so I started to slither my tongue from side to side on the underside of his shaft. This made his cock get firmer and I could feel it growing in my mouth. I did this until the head of his penis was fully out of its sheath. I realized he was fully erect when I tasted the saltiness of his precum near the back of my tongue. Once he was fully erect I started to slowly move my mouth back and forth against the length of his penis. To my surprise, Carlos was now a full 9 inches thick with a slight downward curve to the right. I wanted to see his cock while it was fully erect so I pulled away briefly to see what Carlos was working with. It was amazing and something that I would have never noticed had I not pulled away was the birthmark that was on the head of his penis. Carlos also had a nice array of veins encircling his penis which drives me wild with excitement when I can trace those veins with the tip of my tongue. Throughout all of this Carlos remained silent, probably thinking I still didn't know his identity. I got back to work sucking Carlos and for about 10 minutes of me edging Carlos, I finally got the cue I was waiting for when Carlos' balls tightened. I could hear Carlos' feet shuffling as he tried to brace himself for the knee weakening explosion that was about to come. Carlos grabbed the makeshift gloryhole as he was about to blast off. I knew that this was the moment of truth so I worked up my speed while also cupping his tightened balls and moments later he was vibrating uncontrollably as he flooded my mouth with his thick salty cum. The gloryhole which Carlos had grabbed hold of came down in the process. I continued to stay in character as I did my job to make sure I'd collected every last drop of his load even with the gloryhole sheet covering me. Carlos had come down from his orgasmic high and realized he'd pulled the gloryhole down and hurriedly pulled his pants up, grabbed his hoodie and headed for the door. As he was scrambling away he did apologize for pulling the gloryhole down and he kindly said "Thanks bro." After Carlos was out the door, I replied "Thanks Carlos."
Carlos enjoyed the blowjob he'd received and a few days later he would show up at my job as a customer. I never let on that I knew he'd been to my gloryhole and he never revealed that he'd visited. Needless to say, Carlos became a regular at my store and an occasional visitor to my gloryhole. I always look forward to Carlos' visits to my place. I always look forward to Carlos' visits to my gloryhole.
I start to open the back door thinking that it was only appropriate to sit in the backseat when Carlos stops me and tells me there's plenty of room up front for me. He unlocks the passenger side door and tells me to hop in. I eagerly follow his directions. As I get situated next to Carlos I can smell the patchouli incense that fills the cab of the car. Carlos must be a pot smoker and as someone who works at a Smoke Shop I know that patchouli is a popular scent that pot smokers like to use to conceal the odor of their marijuana. "Ahh the sweet smell of patchouli. Did you smoke a joint before arriving?" A grin spreads across his face and he guiltily admits that he did indulge a few minutes prior. "Awesome bro, I indulge from time to time to." I was lying but wanting to establish something in common which is a great way to break the ice when you are trying to flirt with someone. Carlos was really chill and easy to talk to. Once he thought I was a fellow smoker he opened up a lot. My destination was at least a good 20 to 30 minutes away thanks to the evening rush hour traffic that we were going to be in. Plenty of time for me to work my magic on Carlos. At some point Carlos asked me about my job and what kind of things were sold at Exotic 59. I explained to him that Exotic 59 was not only a Smoke Shop where we sold all of the best smoke paraphernalia but it was also an adult video store with videos and adult novelties. "Carlos whenever you run out of patchouli incense you can swing by my job and I'll hook you up with any scent you desire." Carlos chuckled and said "I'll definitely be visiting you at your job for some more incense and probably some smoke accessories." That's a score for me.
Now we are sitting in traffic moving at a snail's pace. Carlos has more questions which tells me he's intrigued by my line of work. "What's the strangest thing you've experienced working at your job?" Here I debate on whether I should tell him. I don't want to tell him something that might be too explicit as it might mess up my chances with this stud. "Carlos I have a few strange experiences that I can tell you about. The strangest is probably too x-rated for your innocent ears." Carlos quickly replies "I want to hear it bro." If I tell my story Carlos will know that I am gay so I warn him that my story involves me hooking up with another man and is he okay with that. Carlos tells me he's straight but reveals that he is LGBTQ friendly as his step brother is openly gay. Wonderful he's used to be around gay people and not yucked out by gay sexual encounters I suppose. Another score for me.
We are still stuck in traffic when I start tell him about the time one of my former school classmates came into my store to buy a waterpipe. In school this guy was no friend of mine and in fact he was an enemy. His name was Andre but everyone called him Dre. Dre was one of the popular jocks in school and he had the pick of the litter with all of the hot chicks that were at our school. Dre discovered me under the bleachers one day giving one of his teammates a blowjob. Well long story short, Dre threatened to out us both but my horny counterpart pleaded with Dre and lied on me in the process. He told Dre that I paid him one hundred bucks and I offered to do his homework for the remainder of the semester. Complete lies but I knew that Dre was going to believe his friend over me anyway. My unnamed horny counterpart was given a pass by Dre and told to get lost. Dre focused his attention on me letting me know that he had a secret over me that would ruin my reputation as the favored teachers' pet that people had come to know me as. "What do you want me to do Dre?" Dre's eyebrow lifted on one side conveying that he had an idea. "Listen bro, I'm not gay but you've got skills and want you to do to me what you did to Ron." Ron was the guy that I'd apparently been sucking under the bleachers. I was being blackmailed but I wasn't completely upset by the offer. "You want me to do it now?" Dre quickly replies that he doesn't want me to do it now or anytime soon. Dre told me that we'd link up after the semester ended which would be in a few weeks. He asked if there was anyway that he could come to my house when my folks were away. I told him I lived with my older cousin who worked evenings and that I had the house to myself until my cousin returned home in the mornings. "Awesome, I can come by at least twice a week and I need it to be dark because I don't want to see a dude polishing my pipe." Dre's adamancy about seeing me gave me the idea to create a makeshift gloryhole. I'd found an old sheet and cut a hole in it and tacked it up to a door frame whenever Dre would come to my place. He'd text me to let me know when he was planning to come and I'd have it ready. That whole summer I'd been sucking Dre off, the most popular guy at my school and nobody would ever know. Well fast forward two years later to when he'd shown up to my job. Dre was alone but he'd definitely remembered me from school. After looking around to ensure that nobody was within hearing distance he asked me if I still gave "oral support" with a wink. "Yea I still suck dick if that's what you're asking." Dre didn't waste time asking me if I lived in the area and if I would allow him to come by for a "favor." I explained to Dre that I had my own place now but that I did in fact have a rather popular gloryhole that was for invite only. I also let Dre know that most of my visitors were predominately straight men that were dl and discreet only looking for relief from time to time. Dre's eyes perked up at this information and he pulled out his phone and asked me for my number. I gave it to him and now after 2 years Dre is a regular visitor at my private gloryhole.
Carlos was quiet the entire time I was telling him this story. Once I'd finished telling him the story I was curious to know what he was thinking. I didn't have to really ask him anything because I looked down near his crotch and could see he was bulging rather prominently but I diverted my eyes so as not to make Carlos uncomfortable in the fact that I knew that he was aroused. After brief silence Carlos started asking me questions. "Say bro, that was an interesting story. Can you tell me more about this gloryhole thing?" I explained that the gloryhole was just a barrier between me and the person getting a blowjob so that there is some anonymity and so that straight men can be able to envision that there is a hot female on the other side of the barrier. Carlos was silent for a moment as he's thinking about this and becoming curious. Carlos has another question. "How can a guy visit a gloryhole and you not know who they are?" I explain that I rarely see my visitors since all correspondence is done through text message or from the kik app. I'll get a message asking me if I'm accepting visitors and if I am I tell them when they can show up. If they agree to show up I'll have the door unlocked and they can enter a dark room and step up to the hole. Once they are done they are to clean themselves up and leave. Me telling him this was also a way of slyly persuading Carlos to stop by my gloryhole. After 30 minutes of driving we finally arrive to my address. Carlos tells me I was one of the coolest passengers he's ever had and he hopes he can be my driver again soon. He also tells me he will be coming to Exotic 59 to check out "some stuff for smokers." I told him if he comes through and he comes regularly, I could hook him up with a small discount which is music to his ears.
I am opening my door and Carlos is backing out of the driveway. I can see from my vantage point that Carlos is looking at my house and paying close attention to the physical details of what my house looks like. Perhaps he's going to pay me a visit after all. I shall see.
Two weeks later I get a text message from an unfamiliar number. Nothing new for me however since I get guys texting me from various numbers all the time and they are usually checking to see if my gloryhole will be available. This message was short and sweet. "Hey I was told you have a gloryhole and wanted to see what it's about. I'm new to this but curious." I told him he could come later that night around 10 o'clock and he said he'd be there. He wanted to know if there was anything he should do once he got there. I told him the door would be unlocked right before he was to arrive and that he was to just walk in and step up to the hole. I also told him that he could watch porn on his phone if he needed it. I had a feeling that this was definitely someone that I'd communicated with but wasn't sure who it was exactly. He asked me if it was okay if he wore a mask once he stepped inside. I told him he could do whatever he wished if he felt it was necessary to conceal his identity.
It is now 10 minutes before 10 o'clock so I unlock the side door that he is to enter and I turn out all of the lights. The gloryhole is already in place. I grab my stool and wait for my guest to arrive. A minute or 2 after 10pm I hear feet approaching my door. The sound of the door knob is slowly turning. My guest has arrived. Time for me to feast. I take a peek through the gloryhole hoping to get a glimpse of who my guest is but with the darkness and the distance, that is nearly impossible. At most I can get a sense of their silhouette. My guest had his mask on before he entered so I had to figure out his identity in other ways. I quickly scanned the tall lanky and muscular body that approached the gloryhole. This guy was wearing gray sweatpants and a gray hoodie. He took time to remove his hoodie under which he wore a plain white wife beater. Now I could see more of this guys body. I could also see that his arms were heavily tattooed up to his shoulders. My guest was sleeved on both arms and I'd only recently met one person with tattoos like that. Carlos had finally worked up the courage to come to my gloryhole which I knew he would eventually.
After Carlos removed his hoodie he untied the drawstring of his sweat pants and dropped them to the floor. Carlos obviously came prepared because he was free-balling. My side of the hole was not nearly as dark as the side for the visitors so I could see the "meal" that I would be feasting on once it entered the hole. Carlos stepped up to the hole and presented me his fat juicy flaccid cock. Carlos was as lengthy and thick as I'd imagined him to be from the first day I'd met him as my Uber driver. He was well over 7 inches flaccid and uncut. The thick curly brown pubes framed his penis nicely. I lifted his cock with one hand and with the other lifted his large pendulous balls. His balls were slightly sweaty so I put my nose up to them to get whiff of the beautiful musk of his sweaty balls. After that was done I gently rested his balls back against his inner thighs and prepared to make his flagpole stand at attention. I took his meat into my warm wet salivating mouth and just held it there for a while. I wanted to see how his body would react to feeling the warmth and wetness of my mouth before I incorporated any movement from my tongue. His penis firmed up a little but only to a spongy state so I started to slither my tongue from side to side on the underside of his shaft. This made his cock get firmer and I could feel it growing in my mouth. I did this until the head of his penis was fully out of its sheath. I realized he was fully erect when I tasted the saltiness of his precum near the back of my tongue. Once he was fully erect I started to slowly move my mouth back and forth against the length of his penis. To my surprise, Carlos was now a full 9 inches thick with a slight downward curve to the right. I wanted to see his cock while it was fully erect so I pulled away briefly to see what Carlos was working with. It was amazing and something that I would have never noticed had I not pulled away was the birthmark that was on the head of his penis. Carlos also had a nice array of veins encircling his penis which drives me wild with excitement when I can trace those veins with the tip of my tongue. Throughout all of this Carlos remained silent, probably thinking I still didn't know his identity. I got back to work sucking Carlos and for about 10 minutes of me edging Carlos, I finally got the cue I was waiting for when Carlos' balls tightened. I could hear Carlos' feet shuffling as he tried to brace himself for the knee weakening explosion that was about to come. Carlos grabbed the makeshift gloryhole as he was about to blast off. I knew that this was the moment of truth so I worked up my speed while also cupping his tightened balls and moments later he was vibrating uncontrollably as he flooded my mouth with his thick salty cum. The gloryhole which Carlos had grabbed hold of came down in the process. I continued to stay in character as I did my job to make sure I'd collected every last drop of his load even with the gloryhole sheet covering me. Carlos had come down from his orgasmic high and realized he'd pulled the gloryhole down and hurriedly pulled his pants up, grabbed his hoodie and headed for the door. As he was scrambling away he did apologize for pulling the gloryhole down and he kindly said "Thanks bro." After Carlos was out the door, I replied "Thanks Carlos."
Carlos enjoyed the blowjob he'd received and a few days later he would show up at my job as a customer. I never let on that I knew he'd been to my gloryhole and he never revealed that he'd visited. Needless to say, Carlos became a regular at my store and an occasional visitor to my gloryhole. I always look forward to Carlos' visits to my place. I always look forward to Carlos' visits to my gloryhole.
