Glory Holed

I can’t say why I did it the first time. Not for sure. I was thirty-one and happily married with two kids. Well, happily married except for the fact that with two kids and a tired wife, I wasn’t getting any. A friend of mine told me about the “private rooms” at the local adult video store. It was the type of place where you paid a fee, and you got to sit in a private room and jerk off while you watch porno, or occasionally a live sex show. Normally I would have just let it go in one ear and out the other, but my wife had been giving me hell ever since she caught me jacking off to Internet porn, so I needed somewhere more private to take care of my business.
It was my third of fourth trip, when I caught movement out of the corner of my eye. I was about to cum. I looked over only to see a cock hanging out. I was already on the verge and blew my load in the paper towels I had handy. I quickly cleaned up and headed for the door, tossing my towels in the trash can.
“Come on, bro,” a deep, masculine voice begged. “I’ve been watching you jerk off all week man, and its sooooo hot.”
I ran out of the room and out of the store, thinking that this was the last time I would ever be there. For two weeks I stayed away, but eventually the need to jerk off got the better of me. I slipped in, paid my fee and got into a room. On this particular day it was a live show. Two hot college age lesbians. I was hard before I ever got my pants unbuttoned.