I was in elementary school the first time I saw a gloryhole. We were on vacation and we
I was in elementary school the first time I saw a gloryhole. We were on vacation and we went to the horse track. My folks let me roam free. All the stalls were wooden back then and I remember going to take a leak, in the stall b/c I was pee shy and noticing a square cut in the wall. Drawn on the wall was a simple picture of a mouth accepting a cock through the wall. That was hot. I thought about it all day. Went back to the rest room several times, could remember which stall it was. Did find the other side, no drawings. Didn’t do anything. Also they had someone monitoring the door. We came back the following year and they remodeled the bathrooms, replacing all stalls with tan metal. A few years later I remember finding that in another restroom they created a “tea room” in the handy cap stall. (IT WOULD BE A VERY LONG TIME AFTER I LEARNED THAT TERM.) Someone had used a marker and wrote they would be coming back every hour with blanks written out for someone to claim a slut. I was in high school by then. Checked all the bathrooms but never found anyone. Never did get any cock at horse track. It’d be three more year till I visiting an adult books store. -- source link
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