I was clinging to the wall picking one video up and acting like I was reading the labels. I couldn’t quite make out what they were saying, but I heard him say that it had been a while and he was hoping for a young lad to suck his cock. I opened the door and walked in.īehind the counter was a lady who was speaking with a tall good looking guy. I didn’t want to be seen in a place like this. My heart was racing as I opened the door hoping to not see anyone. Having parked up near the porn shop I waiting a while in my car to let my hard on subside, I got out of my car, walked the 50 metres or so and entered the the porn shop. My turnoff was coming up soon so I tried to contain myself as I didn’t want my cock to be too visible as I drove through more congested traffic.
I had by now taken my 6″ cock out of my jeans and spitting on my hand wrapped around it as I thought about getting a blow job from a guy. I was very nervous while driving but felt horny as hell. I wasn’t a gay virgin having recently enjoyed sex with am Asian massage parlor tgirl whilst on holiday with my mates a few months earlier. I had read about these places where you could go to suck cock and be sucked anonymously. I had been up late the night before research the best places to visit and in need to have a large cock and the touch of another guy. I slowly stroked my cock as I drove along the Coventry road towards the porn shop in Birmingham that I had read about on a gay website, it said that it had cubicles with glory holes where guys met and enjoyed each other. By way of background – I was 19 at the time horny women, living at home with my parents, very slim, pale and shy with little sexual experience. This is a true account of how I became a gay cum slut at a porn shop in Birmingham during the 1990s.