Hi, my name is Brent Jayson. I live in a quiet part of Georgia. I enjoy all the peacefullness there which is, besides a couple domestic disputes, always very good. The down-side, however, is that there are no people like me... What I mean to say is, well, I think I'm gay. I can't really be sure though cause there isn't any homosexuals around where I live, and if there are some they stay quiet because in the southeast being gay is instant exclusion and degregation. No bars or anything, and I'm so afraid of meeting a psycho on the internet I can't sum up the courage to blind date through online relationship creators. This story is how a lucky day falls on me where I finally find out I'm gay, and I thoroughly enjoy it.
 I was feeling quite lonely one day, my sexual frustration driving me up the wall. So I decided to go somewhere public to liven my mood. I didn't ask anyone to go with me, cause they would constantly try and figure out whats wrong, and I couldn't tell my buds nor could they understand. I felt so uncomfortable around them sometimes. They're passive-aggresive gay bashing.
           "Your such a fag, stop that gay-ass shit." of course they never knew I was gay, it's things guys say to eachother for insult. Nonetheless it still made me uncomfortable, and I couldn't say anything out of fear of suspesion. So that's why I sat hear alone. It was some place called Gatortown. There was a large arcade, and they also had laser tag, bumpercars, minigolf, and a small swimming park. I was drinking an I-cee, watching some kids play with amusement. There wasn't that meany people here tonight. After a while I felt my stomach hurt, so I made my way to the bathroom. My stomach had been hurting most of that week. However, on the door was an 'Out of service' sign. I had to go really bad, but I didn't know where the other restrooms were so I wasn't sure if I could make it. Then I saw the womans bathroom. Well, I suppose I could use that, I'm sure considering the conditions it'll be fine. Though if I can avoid being seen, I will. So when no one was looking I crept inside and looked around. Good, no one's here. I quickly went to one of the stalls and sat down. I noticed some writing over a small opening in the stall wall saying "Glory Hole". I felt like I had heard that before, but I couldn't quite remember. After I was finished I was about to get up and leave when I heard the bathroom door open. I sat back down on the closed toilet. I'll just pretend that I'm going until she leaves. I could see the person's feet from under the stall door in front of me. I couldn't tell her I was in here with my man's voice, so I sat quietly waiting. Thankfully the feet drifted to the stall beside me, and I remembered the hole. I quickly put my hand over it so she wouldn't coincidently see through and catch me. However, what happened next was so unexpected I almost yelled. I felt a hard, throbbing cock poke my hand. I retracted and saw a beautiful, 9 inch cock staring at me. It came to me then, glory whole was a fetish where people would suck off onimous hosts. I heard a mans voice on the other side, half laughing.
              "You like this baby." I couldn't say anything so I just began to jerk him of. "That's right work it up real good for me." He thought I was a woman! The perfect chance to experiment with men had just fallen on my lap. Eager I stubbled onto my knee's and gazed and the cock of an anonymous man. Somehow blowing a total stranger made this even more fun. I took my hand and licked it and began to rub his cock down gently. I had seen a lot of gay porn, so I had an idea of what to do but I was still filled with unexperianced wonder. I took the head and placed it on my lips, wipping the already seeping precum on them. I began sucking the tip while jerking him off with my hand. He groaned on the other side, apparently enjoying what he thought was a female's mouth. I lifted his dick and began licking the bottom. I was a bit disappointed I couldn't play with his balls, but the thrill of just getting to suck someone off was good enough.  I let my tongue play around his head some more before I starting really going down on his shaft. I loved the feeling of his head rubbing against my tongue. I sucked hard and felt his helmet slide across the roof of my mouth. It actually tasted very well, and I enjoyed the small little throbs that his cock constantly gave out. Givin head was great. I began to press it against my cheek, being careful not to bite into it at all. I kind of let him hump the side of my mouth before I started going down to the back of my throat. I began to wonder wheather or not I should take a shot in the mouth. After a while of sucking him off I decided that I'd let him stick it deep in my throat, so I wouldn't taste it in fear of disliking it and making a sound that man would make, revealing himself. I began to practice taking his cock into my throat. His head against the back of my mouth was definately the best part of giving head. I made little gulping sounds as he did this. My saliva was now trailing down my mouth. He was starting to moan real loud now, so I took the whole 8 inches down. He moaned and his dick tightened up, his veins popping the teh full extent. Finally it was losing and I pulled it out of my mouth. A small bit had gotten on my tongue and I found the taste to be actually pretty nice. I would have to try savoring the flavor next time, if I got to do this again that is. "Damn, that was awesome. Your damn good" I remained silent. I was scared he get suspicious when commented some more, "I guess you really want to keep this anonymous. I do too, it makes it much sexier this way." and with that he the mystery man walked out of the stall and left the restroom. I waited about fifteen minutes before I left, in case he might be waiting. When I walked out no one approached me. I had sucked a dick and no one even knows I did it, not even the person recieving head knew my face. I thought about getting another icey, but I decided not. I wanted to savor the taste of cock in my mouth for some time...

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