Chapter Seven
Bill continued kissing his way down the younger man's body, thankful
some of these newer video booths were bigger than they used to be. It
didn't seem so long ago that one's dick was ALL you could touch.
Actually, they weren't `video' booths at all when Bill first discovered
them as a pickup spot. Sometimes, the tiny boxes barely accommodated one
person and the movie was only visible when the door was shut. The 8-
millimeter film was `looped' to run indefinitely through its individual
projector; timed for, maybe, two minutes for a quarter. It also meant
you could watch only the one movie playing in that booth.
Of course, that was assuming one actually was watching! Most often, two
adjacent booths would be occupied and nothing would be visible from
outside; the sounds of slurping or a slight rocking the only evidence
betraying what was going on thanks to a hole between the booths.
The glory days of `glory holes', Bill liked to call them; he'd never
encountered anything more impersonal than sticking your dick through a
hole and hoping to all hell that the man on the other side was NOT the
owner of a set of jagged teeth, or a mean streak!
Some of the men he'd encountered were there only for the nameless,
faceless cock or mouth that was there to give or receive a moment's
pleasure. Occasionally, though, Bill would find someone who used the
booths only as an introduction and wanted to go somewhere else for more.
One such man was the proud possessor of the longest penis he ever would
see up close.
This man had sucked Bill only briefly before suggesting they take a
little drive. They talked for a few minutes while trying to find a dark,
secluded place to park. Bill had understood; finding a partner who'd
left someone at home hardly was uncommon.
What WAS uncommon was the first sight of that man's prick: eleven-and-
one-half-inches long! Holy shit, it's HUGE, Bill had thought. The old
joke sprang to mind how men come in three sizes: small, medium, and `Oh
my God, it's moving this way!' And yet, it was only slightly thicker
than Bill's and he'd wondered if his throat was up to the challenge.
In a `69' with his lover on top, Bill had tried gamely enough, but had
managed maybe nine inches, no more. It should go, he'd thought, if I can
get this far. His poor jaw was exhausted; his throat numb.
But Bill wasn't giving up.
Bill already had cum, thankfully lapped up by this young man with the
biggest cock by far Bill had experienced. He was a long-winded mother
fucker, too, and Bill was starting to think he wasn't going to shoot
until the impossible was accomplished. Somehow, Bill found his second
wind and doubled his efforts, craning his neck further up from the back
seat of this stranger's big car in a last gasp of sorts.
It had worked; ten inches made it down Bill's throat, then a little
more, and finally it bottomed out. YES! Bill said in silent triumph.
That oversized monster had slid out then back to the hilt only twice
more when its owner finally came into the recesses of Bill's throat.
He never got to taste a single drop of that explosion. More exhausted
than disappointed, though, Bill had overslept the next morning and
almost lost his job. He'd have to be more careful.
Only years later did Bill learn what careful REALLY meant.
Tracing a line down his new partner's hard abdomen, he arrived once more
at his target and it was ready. That beautiful rod was just soft enough
once again to swallow completely. Bill tried this time not to be too
stimulating, simply sliding his lips over the length of the long shaft
until the big cock disappeared completely into his mouth.
This time he kept the gentle sucking up for several minutes, the
recipient enjoying the wonderful sensation of sliding his plunger all
the way into Bill's silken throat while trying not to enjoy it too much.
The feeling was just too damned good to give up.
That's when Bill remembered why cum was something he'd have to give up.
Chapter Eight
He HAD given up the movie booths by then; preferring the somewhat more
personal setting of Hilo Bowl. He also was all too aware by then that
casual sex sometimes meant a death sentence.
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