Found a Gloryhole at School - Part 1

Everyone is 18. This is fiction.

“Put dick in here.” It was written in sharpie on the wall of the bathroom stall at school, next to an arrow pointing to a hole about the size of a pringles can. I came in here to jack off during lunch, so I was already hard when I sat down. But the concept of a blowjob, which I’d never experienced myself, made my dick into diamonds. I checked and there was someone in the next stall, as I could see a shadow. I couldn’t see their shoes so I didn’t know if it was a guy or a girl. Because I’m a horny virgin idiot, I convinced myself that it might be a girl on the other side. A small chance was all I needed.

I’d heard rumors from the other guys on football that there was a gloryhole somewhere on campus, but I was new to this school and had not seen it yet. Luckily I knew a few guys from my old school that also transferred here to play football. Just a few of us jocks trying to get recruited for college. I guess this was the spot to get my dick sucked if I was willing to risk whoever was on the other side. I started to rub my cock and just stared down at the hole. I was afraid to look through it. I didn’t want to know.

I wasn’t even sure if they would be able to handle my cock. I had grown aware over the years, comparing with buddies in the showers after practice, that I was packing heat downstairs. We would even compare hard sometimes. Sometimes some butthurt guy would say mine was too big anyway, and that girls wouldn’t be able to handle it. I know they were just jealous, but it still made me wonder if I had some freak cock that would make a girl run away and refuse to let me inside. I would watch porn, and see that generally I was the same size as them. So I wondered if I would have to find a big pornstar slut to actually get some action.

I checked my Snapchat map to see if any friends would’ve been in the room here playing a joke. I didn’t see anyone that close by, so I still had no idea who was on the other side. I was already hard because I was picturing myself getting blown, and I realized I could play it off as a joke no matter what happened. So, I sacked up. I lifted my bare ass and put my boner through the hole. 

I audibly gasped when, in less than a second, whoever was on the other side of the stall wall wrapped my cock in a warm, tight suction. I couldn’t even tell if it was wet at first, I was too shocked by the pleasurable, hot tightness enveloping my young manhood. I leaned forward and put my hands up on the top of the wall to steady myself, and I tightened my butt cheeks and thrust forward out of instinct. This was better than when my brother let me borrow his fleshlight. My mystery blower gripped the base of my cock with their hand and slurped up to the tip, then made out with the head of my cock while stroking my shaft at an agonizingly slow pace. 

It was so juicy and sexy, I could feel the pleasure all the way to the core of my crotch. My balls tingled, and my head swam with thoughts of all the beautiful porn I’d seen. Even my asshole clenched and filled with pressure and a tight, ecstatic sensation. My nipples burned and my belly button felt like it was connected to my cock. My stomach sank down to my ass. I know that doesn’t make sense but this made my whole body feel on fire with pleasure.

I had never had a blowjob before, so I didn’t realize I would cum right away, but I was already on the verge after a few seconds of pleasure. The person on the other side sunk back down on me, and throated my cock. They held it tight and made swallowing motions with their throat as I pumped squirt after squirt into their stomach. The orgasm felt like a stream of electricity buzzing from my asshole to my nipples to the width of my cock. My blower barely gagged, and pulled out barely enough to get my last dribbles on their tongue. I pulled back and started to wipe myself off. I heard them shuffling around, and then they threw a scrap of paper under the stall wall. It had a phone number on it. I picked it up curiously, shoved it into my pocket and bolted out of there with the biggest smile on my face, leaving my mystery blower behind. I felt like I was the luckiest boy in school. I couldn’t wait to tell the guys in football about it, and I couldn’t stop thinking about the intense pleasure and how quickly I came. I wanted it again right away. This is what everyone was talking about! I was finally part of the group of guys who had had a sexual experience. 

Later in geometry class I was bored af, and of course I got a boner thinking about my experience from earlier in the day. I went to text them, but when I typed in the number, my eyes opened in shock—it came up in my phone as my friend Will, who was sitting three seats away from me in class.