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I was waiting in the dark in my private gloryhole. I was masturbating and watching porn on my laptop as I waited. I was also sniffing poppers. I place the brown bottle under my nose and took two strong, deep draws…the kind where you feel your lungs burn with the strong vapors. Immediately the warmth washed over me and I was in a euphoric trance. I was soooo horny from the poppers. I lusted for his cock. I had to suck it.
I once saw a video of a python swallowing a small mammal. I remember marveling at the swallowing mechanics of the python as the poor mammal was rhythmically engulfed by the dislocated jaw. I did the same with this wonderful cock. I practically dislocated my jaw and the poppers helped diminish my gag reflex as I drew his cock into my gullet. The rippling contractions of my throat on his cock were unbearably erotic for him. I had been practicing reducing my gag reflex with techniques sword swallowers use such as using a toothbrush on the back of my tongue and taking a banana as deep as I could.
Oh, this strange, anonymous cock!!! It was sticking through my gloryhole and it was mine to worship. Very thick…especially the head, which looks almost unhuman it’s so thick. A big purple cap over a thickly veined rod. It was about 7 inches long. I took his erection in my hand and began to lick up the bottom side of his veined shaft, pausing to suck on his ball sack. I moved up and circled the prominent flange with my tongue, then ran it across and into his drooling cock-slit. He threw his head back and gasped as I did so. This was my signal. I sucked his engorged mushroom head into my mouth and swirled my tongue over and around it caressing his sensitive flesh. He groaned loudly, and I quickly consumed the entire shaft.
I easily resisted the gag reflex as his cockhead eased past the back of my mouth and slid down into my throat. Inch-by-inch I swallowed more of him until he was all the way in and his ballsack was pressed firmly against my chin. I had placed a towl underneath me because I knew my drool would be copious as I sucked and deep throated cock.
The stranger face-fucked me for a while keeping rhythm with the bass beat I had going on my porn music video playing on my tv. I loved taking him like this and pleasing him. I was the hole for his pleasure. I was taking his cock into my hungry mouth like a milk starved baby. I could sense him close to his climax, and sucked hungrily as his cock pushed again and again into me, now with quicker, shorter thrusts. His huge cock seemed about to burst. The swelling and the tautness were very erotic. I caressed it with my tongue, tasting the drooling pre-cum, milking the base of his shaft, accepting each urgent penetration, expectant now of the coming release.
As his buttocks contracted together in preparation, I was conscious now of only one thing… that I was moments, perhaps seconds, away from having him cum in my mouth. He was rapturously having sex in my mouth, and I was about to receive his warm seed into it. I held him deep within my mouth, gently plied his balls and waited expectantly, closing my eyes, enjoying my popper induced stupor…
Suddenly, he erupted! I was unprepared for the force with which his cum rocketed against the roof of my mouth and the back of my throat. I simply swallowed each swift-flowing emission as it shot forth from the depths of his body, seeking the depths of mine. I cupped his balls, held his cock firm, and drank him like a thirsty man, my body and soul alive to this utterly awesome sensation. I could feel his cock pulsing, his cum coating my throat, and I imagined his sperm cells swimming down it, soon to be ingested and become part of me. The cum tasted warm, bittersweet, astir with life.
It seemed he ejaculated for the longest time, though in reality it was not long enough. I could have continued drinking him the entire night, swallowing his cum contentedly. But all too soon, it was over. I had drained him completely. And so I took solace in the sensation of his cum, still thick in my throat. I savored its taste, enjoying how each time I swallowed, my throat felt sticky. It was pleasing to know I had helped him get off. He withdrew at last from my mouth and I handed him a towel through the hole to wipe off. I watched him pull up and button his pants. I whispered “thank and be careful out there” to him. I watch him leave and heard the front door close.
Now, I waited as I masturbated, waiting for the next cock to show up.