Do you remember the first time you used a gloryhole?

It was in a bathhouse and I was about 30.

I’d need a hypnotist to get me to remember that far back.

Cornell U early 80s. Heaven! And there were several around campus.

Sure. It was right after I carved it out and sanded it for splinter-free access in the locker room john at school.

I went to an all-boys' Catholic high school and getting through the nice oak took forever!

I'm using one right now!

I was 17. Snuck into an adult book store and one of the video booths. I thought it was a peephole I looked through to see a guy sucking the biggest dick I have ever seen, on the most average guy I have ever seen. I was fascinated and wanted to follow the average guy out and ask if I could suck his dick.

18, bookstore, got blown by a priest.

My first experience was not a good one. I was sitting in a peep show watching a gay film. All of a sudden a big dick came through the glory hole. At that precise moment, the cops decided to raid the place and the door opened and a flashlight was shone in my face. The same thing happened to the guy whose cock was dangling in my booth. I was doing nothing to it, as it was pretty ugly, but, there it was. He raised holy hell and the cop outside my booth ran over to the other side to help his partner. I ran as fast as I could out the door and into my car. The other patrons who were standing outside , stood in the doorway after I ran out, to hinder the cop if he was trying to reach me. He wasn't. I floored the gas and got out and never went back.

Main library third floor men’s room, 1986. Bent down to see what the fuck it was, saw a cute boy in the next stall. He put his fingertip through the hole and I instinctively knew to stick my dick through. I came in ten seconds then returned the favor.

In DC, there was a gay entertainment complex in a terrible part of town. It had a bar, a floor with a ton of gloryholes, a porn movie theatre that had gay stripper shows and a back room for sex, and a standard bathhouse.

I went to the gloryhole floor used a bunch of different gloryholes. A guy sat on my cock bareback. It felt so great and I came in him. This was the height of AIDS, so I freaked out, rushed home, and washed my dick.

Do you remember the first time you converted to Buddhism?

What was it called, R10?

r12 Home Depot

1985. Freshman, UC Berkeley. Glory days

Dept store...I was starting college and I had never seen such a huge penis. He just put it in the GH expecting a BJ I guess. I just freaked and quickly left the restroom. I hid behind some clothes rack and waited to see who the guy was. Probably 22-25, a preppy Italian look... 30 years later I still think of that huge uncut monster in those plaid boxer shorts. That guy must have made a lot of people happy !

1993. 17 years old. Champaign-Urbana. Holiday Video. Loved it. Always stopped when I rolled through town. Always had a good time.

r15 was he boned up?

Victoria University in Wellington, New Zealand, 1990. Science wing, third floor. It was magical. I pretty much spent the next two years of my university life there before I moved away.

Sure. I was 12. It was a whole new world.

R14 Moffitt lower levels? A gold mine.

[Quote] What was it called, [R10]?

I wish I could remember the name of the complex. I think it was on P Street, a really sketchy part of town.

This was long before the Crew Club bathhouse opened downtown.

I’ve never done a glory hole as I was afraid of some troll being on the other side.

R22, a mouth is a mouth. I was more worried about someone chomping down.

[quote]Dept store...I was starting college and I had never seen such a huge penis. He just put it in the GH expecting a BJ I guess. I just freaked and quickly left the restroom. I hid behind some clothes rack and waited to see who the guy was. Probably 22-25, a preppy Italian look... 30 years later I still think of that huge uncut monster in those plaid boxer shorts. That guy must have made a lot of people happy !

Everyone remembers seeing their first Italian dick.

R22 I always imagined some type of horror movie where your dick gets bitten or hacked off.

R24 I remember it like it was yesterday I was three years old. All I had to do was look down.

I saw plenty of italian dicks going to school and playing sports in the 1960s and 1970s. they weren't uniformly spectacular. the two biggest soft cocks, and they were enormous, in my hs time were on a polish and irish american. also the irish American was one of the best looking boys in school. the polish dude was my best friend in 5th and 6th grade. it just kept getting bigger and bigger. An italian american boy, tall skinny ripped, had his locker over mine. there were two rows or levels of lockers. not one single long one. Speaking of long. this boy Ralph had a sublime big low hanging dong, and LOW hangar balls of smallish volume. he would stand on the bench with his junk right in face, after every soccer or track practice.

University of Kentucky several centuries before Christ, I hated it. I didn't know where those dicks had been, or if I was about to suck off someone toothless from leprosy. Never tried it again.

I never "used" one, but the first I saw was at the Undergrad Library at the University of Illinois, about 1983. There was one in the stall wall, and I didn't really get what it was for until the guy in the next stall rubbed the edge of the hole "seductively". I ran like hell out of there for fear of my friends in the building seeing me in there.

R29 You never attended Holiday Video with R16 ?

back in my day you looked through the hole to check out the man behind the possible meat.

1975 a gay establishment in Atlanta. They had a huge glory hole section with video booths and a section with pool tables. No magazines. I walked by a booth with an open door. Inside stood a blonde Adonis with thick beautiful curly hair and a nice thick mustache. I stopped, we took notice of each other and he motioned with his head for me to come in, which I did. We immediately got down to business. He stood while I knelt before him and unzipped his pants and pulled his huge piece of meat out and proceeded to take it down to the base. He was apparently not expecting that as he gasped in amazement. I had him unbuckle his jeans and I pulled them down to his knees. I then licked my finger and inserted it into his hole and went for his prostate. He'd never had that done to him before. He went a little wild until he finally orgasmed and let out a yell you could have heard out on the street. I stood up and he wrapped his arms around me and planted the best kiss on me I'd ever had. Then he looked at me and said "Jesus you are good, you are so fucking good". I sent him home a happy young man.

R30, god no. I was far too closeted. I had sex with one guy twice during college, and that was it until after graduation. So much time wasted, back when I was young, cute and horny. I always wish I could have 24 hours to revisit my college fraternity at 20 years old. I had so much hot dick right there in front of me, and it went to waste.

What if - like one of the above posters said - a dick comes through the hole that is unimpressive and aesthetically unappealing?

How do you politely refuse? Put a Mr. Yuck sticker on it? Flick it? Smack the balls? Shove it back through the hole?

It's an invitation, not a requirement, right?

R34 Or if it’s smelly. Or there’s 🧀. Some men are gross.

R34 For goodness sake. Don’t assault people just because you find them unattractive.

If there’s a dick in a glory hole you don’t like, ignore it. Don’t interact with it. He’ll get the message.

How would you want to be treated?

this usually works.

R36 Should I wave it bye bye with a flappy hand?

Yes.

R38 - apparently, this is the correct etiquette:

Simply place the elbow or palm of the hand over the hole, ensuring it is completely covered. This is the universal glory hole signal for ‘no thankyou.’

However, there are no notes on what to do once it's already presented. Shake it like a hand and say "how do you do? Nice to meet your acquaintance but I'm presently engaged".

Pretend you don't speak English and giggle with an high-pitched accent - "oh no, I donknow".

I simply don't get what's sexy about a dick through a hole where I can't look at his face or feel his breath or touch the rest of him.

In my day the blowee never stuck his dick through the hole unless he was invited to by the blower, usually by a simple finger motion at the hole. And personally I never did anything with any guy until I could get a good look at the whole package first. If the guy didn't turn me on, and if he didn't at least look clean, it was a no-go for me.

How they're doing things these days, I can't say. My last glory hole experience was in the early 90s.

I think you're supposed to choose the emoticon, enlarge it and push it towards the hole so they can see.

Winky/smile or Mr. Yuck or SnoozeFace or Questioning face.

Or start playing a song on your feed - Never Gonna Get It (En Vogue) or Let's Get it On (Marvin Gaye). Or if you're new to it - Like a Virgin.

I'm pretty sure that's what Emily Post said.

Sorry, R42 was written by R32 (me), not R30.

If you weren’t into it, you’d just plug the hole with some toilet paper. Hint given.

This thread is making me feel like I haven't lived my life. 34 and I have yet to stick my cock through a hole for anyone in the world to suck.

Not anyone. Everyone.

You do need to get a life.

R46 - yes, you haven't truly lived until you stick your dick into a sticky, cum-filled hole in a dark room while some obese older man with less than a full set of teeth goes to town on your dick.

Always beware of what's on the other side - Pro tip: peek in there first using the flashlight from your phone.

If it shrieks and scurries into the corner - don't stick your dick in that.

[quote] I simply don't get what's sexy about a dick through a hole where I can't look at his face or feel his breath or touch the rest of him.

I can't remember ever being the active party at a glory hole, and remember only once sticking my meat through one. I, too, want the personal interaction.

Anytime I've looked through the hole I've always found someone else looking back at me.

my experience with campus glory holes back in the day was soon enough you knew who you were doing or being done by. And that was a kind of thrill. They knew too if they were paying attention. There was this tall gorgeous Quebecois jock frat god and he and I were doing each other for 2 years, and we knew it. I came out. He didn't until after college. Oh well. a mutual friend stayed in touch. He stayed gorgeous for decades.

also there were the encounters that started with glory holes but quickly escalated into full contact sex, on site or off site.

and there was the semester I let my spanish prof blow me half a dozen times and I pretended not to know.

I don't have that much faith to stick my dick through a glory hole.

Safety first, and that means keeping my dick intact.

I shared glory hole adventures a few times with a hot dude in Dwinelle Hall. I hadn’t seen him for a few months until, coincidently, we ended up on double date with two Kappa Kappa Gammas for their formal in the City. We pretended that we had never met before, of course.

so many cocks have been amputated in glory holes. its a wonder anyone ever dared use them.

Anything from the 21st century? Do they still have them?

sex clubs and cruise bars still have them.

Absofuckinglutely hilarious, R54.

Heres a little known bit of gay history. After SF managed to close the bathhouses during the peak of aids, a group chartered a church called The Church of the Gloryhole or something like that. And then they opened a "church" which was a glory hole only sex club. I went there. it was funny. They also had a patio and you could eat hot dogs and hamburgers for free and then return to the glory hole labyrinths. NO full contact sex was allowed. only glory hole action. the were not booths either so you couldnt gurn around and offer hole and get fucked, I mean you could, but the monitors would eventually catch it and put a stop to it.

Which was totally unnecessary, as Blow Buddies, among many other establishments, fully did the trick in due course. There was never any shortage of sex clubs in the City.

[quote] so many cocks have been amputated in glory holes

Not saying there haven't been issues over the decades, but I can't recall ever reading a single news report on anyone getting their cock cut off (or even sliced) through a glory hole.

R61 are you a sarcasm free zone? Read R53. R55 is a response.

One of my hottest GH experiences was back in the 80s at the now long closed 'Glory Hole Club' on 11th Ave. in Manhattan. An old 4 floor warehouse building that had been turned into 4 floors of nothing but GH booths. One evening I had the chance to be in a booth awaiting my next helping when I heard someone enter the booth next door. When I peered through the hole I was shocked to see a fully uniformed NYPD officer. He came right up to the extra large hole, squatted down and looked back at me through the hole and said "if you'll tickle my balls while you're blowing me I'll cum hard". I said "let's go". He then unzipped his pants, pulled out a full sized happy meal, stuck it through the hole along with his balls which I gently began to tickle as I engulfed him. We played like that for about 10 minutes until I heard this guttural groan coming from him and then he blasted. Once the deed was done he put his beast back in the corral, squatted down again and pressed his face into the hole and and we did some serious tonsil hockey until he said his goodbyes, stood up and walked out. I saw him as I was leaving the building standing far off surveying the scene. Apparently he'd been hired to do security.

Not a GH, but understall in the 4th grade with another 4th grader.

Another very hot GH scene I had back in the 80s was at the old Adonis Theater. They didn't have glory hole booths, but had glory holes cut through most of the toilet stalls. I went into a stall, sat down and looked through the hole and saw a scene I almost didn't believe. On the other side was none other than the porn (gay and straight) actor Jack Wrangler on his knees going to town on this incredibly hot stud. A couple times Jack would turn his head toward the GH and never missing a beat smile while the guy's cock was still in his mouth. Once he got the guy off, and the guy left Jack stood up, stuck his meat through the glory hole whereupon I took full advantage of it. Apparently he liked my technique so well that he pulled out, leaned down and said "unlock your door", which I did. In walked in inimitable Jack Wrangler in some very tight jeans. He took position in front of me, I pulled his meat out and went back to work. A few times I would look up at him to see him with his head thrown far back shaking it back and forth, so I knew he was enjoying what I was doing. He eventually grabbed each side of my head and started forcefully slamming until he unloaded a torrent of juice down my throat. I stood up and he gave me a big bear hug and whispered "damn that was great" in my ear and turned and walked away. I didn't bother to mention to him that I had met him once before after his one man show in the old Sweet Gum Head bar in Atlanta, back in the late 70s.

But after he left I remember standing there thinking "damn, life is so fucking wild".

It was 1957. I was in high-school on a date at the Torrance Drive Inn in Torrance, CA. I went into the bathroom to take a pee and all the urinals were being used. So. I went over to the regular toilet to do my business.

There's a hole drilled in the wall and some guy is tapping the hole with his finger. Huh? I figure out the guy wants to blow me. After I filled his mouth with my cum, I went back to the car and continued my date with my girlfriend.

Right by Bishop Montgomery High—or the BM, as it was known

The etiquette was you looked through the hole if you wanted to suck what the other guy was handling, you put your finger or tongue through the hole. I had often heard horror stories of guys putting dicks through getting half a handy, then a long pin through the shaft do the person could not get his dick out of the hole unless someone helped them.

[quote] It was 1957. I was in high-school on a date at the Torrance Drive Inn in Torrance, CA.

You are 84+ years old?

^^^How precocious ^^^

I used to moisten a few inches of toilet paper and stick it above the hole if a troll was in the next stall. Not always, but usually he’d get the message and leave.

R69. I'm 82 years old. That was back when I thought I was straight. I was also very naive.

The first time I recall seeing a glory hole I was twelve years old. I was shopping at K-Mart with my mom and I had to poop. Like right now. I ran into the men's room and sat down in a stall. There was a gnarly looking square hole in the barrier, with metal that was bent back, presumably on both sides. I still remember the paint on the walls was dark blue and the jagged metal around the hole had been painted over.

I read the graffiti on the walls and it was stimulating for this youngster. Lots of phone numbers. A few paragraph length stories. Times to meet there, etc.

Anyway, I had to go badly, so I did my business, wiped, and flushed the toilet. As I was pulling up my pants, an eyeball appeared at the hole. I quickly left the stall and was washing my hands when an old fat man came exited the stall and walked out the door.

A few years later, when I was in high school, I was shopping again with my mom but at a mall. I went to pee in the JC Penney men's room. I went into a stall to pee and saw a glory hole with "INSERT COCK FOR BJ" scribbled above it. I learned that day what the holes in restroom stall partitions were for.

R66 is so old there wasn’t even a West Torrance HS yet.

R73 a few years later you finally got it? How slow were you at school?