Glory Hole?

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london must be a really dirty place then.

In reply to:I have had fingers and pens/paper being pushed through to me.Maybe they wanted your autograph, Bare. Did you sign a square of toilet paper and pass it back?

Are you joking? Pushing one's fingers through a glory hole is the universal signal for send it on, I'm eager to suck.

In reply to:Pushing one's fingers through a glory hole is the universal signal for send it on, I'm eager to suck.Whoa. Really? Are there other signals and meanings? That's kinda funny, the whole secret code thing.

I've lived in London my whole life (in the soho area- typically where you'd expect them) and use public toilets frequently (at tube stations, resturants etc) and have NEVER seen a glory hole...

In reply to: london must be a really dirty place then. The women certainly can be In reply to: Did you sign a square of toilet paper and pass it back? No, although once (and for all you gay/bi members, please believe me I'm not anti-gay nor homophobic) I did scribble "Fuck off you queer!" and pass the paper back. Fair enough if I'd been at a urinal and a bloke had 'made enquiries'; I would simply have smiled and said 'Sorry not interested'. But I was tucked away in a private cubicle with a vicious hangover, suffering from a small...chemical...inbalance and desperately struck down with the runs. The last thing I wanted was some bloke coming on to me. In reply to: I've lived in London my whole lifeand have NEVER seen a glory hole Check out Victoria Station and the gents toilets on Leicester Square. I don't know what they're like now (I haven't been in London for a while) but they both used to have cubicles with large holes cut in the walls.

Mostly only seen them in porn movies. But when I was 18 I went to Myrtle Beach with some friends after graduation and I made friends with the bartender at my condo. He had a friend coming from New Hamshire, England (He was from there as well) and invited me to go out with them. Well at the end of the night, the bartender was drunk, and literally forced (forced because he was paying for the can fare lol) his friend and I to go with him to the porn store.Anwyays, he ended up buying all of is a room in the back to watch a porn..and sure enough in the little room there was a glory hole on each side of the room. Needless to say I didn't stay long in the room because I could hear people in the rooms beside me and I didn't want to give them any ideas. SO I went and found his friend that was just as uneasy as me lol. But thats my glory hole experience.

Well is it just me or does the lingering stench of stale urine kinda kill the romance.

In reply to: Well is it just me or does the lingering stench of stale urine kinda kill the romance. Some say 'stench of stale urine', others say 'afrodisiac'.Yeah, doesn't do it for me either.

The only thing I can think of is if they pass a condom through the hole, they'd like you to put it on.

Well I dunno If I'd call it a urine smell as much as an old sex smell almost like cum that has laid around to long lol. In anycase it's awful. The smell of fresh cum has an aphrodisiac smell (or maybe its just because its my lovers cum that I like it).. but yeah.. in those back room.. just nasty lol.

I recall my first expereince with a glory hole.  I was driving on an interstate highway in the US and stopped at a rest area.  I was at the urinal and happend to notice a perfectly made, round hole.  What I didn't realize was that there was a guy sitting in the stall beside me.  As I moved to have a better look, I could see he was there stroking a hardon.  As I enjoy being watched, I found myself with quite the hardon.  I couldn't help but show it to him.  He made motion for me to move it into the hole but no way.  I bent over again and could see that he was young like me.  It was a bit of a turn on.  He moved his mouth right in the hole, asking me to stick it in.  So I did.  What I encountered next was an absolutely, thorough, wild bj.  I had to hang on to the top of the stall walls to steady myself for my upcoming eruption.  I couldn't hold back and gave him everything I had.  After the deed was done, he thanked me.  We talked for a while outside and he told me he thought it was his civic duty to relieve guys, truckers who were pent up from the day's drive.  It isn't something I'd do but apparently he is very much appreciated.    

Go get checked for STDs.