Consturction Hole

They were doing lots of new construction in the old section of the city. I was sad to see many of the older buildings being torn down, because they had lots of history. I stopped my the old bowling alley before it was to be torn down, because it had one of the best and busiest glory holes in town. I knew it could tell some great stories if it could talk. Hopefully I would find some action, and give it some more stories to remember.

The toilet was located near the front of the building, close to the bar and the men’s locker room. It contained 3 booths on one end, separated by a 6-foot urinal, and 3 more booths on the other side of the urinal. In all six booths, well-placed and smoothly carved glory holes had been opened. The booth to the side of the urinal also had a large suck hole and by the looks of the stains on both sides of the wall, it had been used many times. Now it looked deserted and lonely still longing for another round of orgasmic pleasure by it users. Many a dick had used this love hole to get a quick and satisfying release between drinks at the bar, or the next game of bowling.

It was quiet today and only a few old faithful bowlers still played at the alleys. The bar had been pretty active in its heyday but it too was quietly becoming extinct since everyone knew the building was to be torn down. I found my favorite booth next to the urinal and sit down hoping for a few cocks to suck off before I would leave.

(Construction Man #1)

Soon the toilet door open from the bar side, and in came a man attired in construction pants, a lightly stained body shirt, a heavy tool belt, and dusty work boots. He pushed open the toilet booth doors next to me, and positioned himself to set down on the stool. He quickly unbuckled his tool belt from his waist and let it drop to the floor. Then he proceeded to drop his pants to his leg calves and set down. He couldn’t help but notice the obviously large suck hole between our booths. He took a short piss. Shook it a few times, then quickly stood up exhibiting his semi-hard cock to my viewing. He directed his cock towards the hole waiting for my signal as he caressed his low hanging balls. I awed at his sensuous clean-cut cock and balls, and motioned for him to place it into the opening. He did not hesitate and slowly guided his tulip shaped cock head thru the hole.

The body scent of a workingman was obvious, but not unpleasant. His cock was clean and perfectly shaped, and his low hanging testicles, projected a musky hint of sweat and man. I gently guided his growing 7-½ inch cock and soft balls thru the wooden partition of the wall. His pants were down around his ankles, and before he leaned into the partition, he pulled his white stained body work shirt up to his chest away from the hole. I got a quick glance at his firm abs laced with soft, light blond, fuzzy hair. His large callused hands found a comfortable position at the top of the booth, he spread his legs to brace himself, and now he was ready for my warm mouth and fast moving tongue to pleasure his throbbing cock. 
I held his manhood in one hand and caressed his soft hairy balls in the other. His cock began to grow very quickly, before I had placed my lips on the deep pink cock head. A small golden drop of remaining piss lingered at his piss slot, but was soon mingled with white oozing pre-cum. I kiss the thick-skinned cock shaft and lick the bulging blood filled vessels along the sides. He pushed his body in closer, knowing a true cock lover was about to give him pleasure. I licked the pre-cum from his tasty slot, then ran my tongue around his sensitive head. His cock throbbed at the anticipation of my next loving move. I placed my warm mouth around his cock and wet it carefully for my first forward motion. When it was wet and ready, I slowly sucked his manhood halfway into my mouth, and then on the next thrust, I opened my mouth, relaxed my throat muscles, and took him all the way to his pubic hairs. He gasps out in pleasure, and bumped his body hard, against the partition. To my surprise, he loudly spoke out. “Oh My God!” Then he was silent again, for a while as I continue to suck, and make love to his manhood. 

I continued to suck and make him gasps and moan for about 10 minutes of pleasure. We continued on without any interruptions. I was giving the well-appreciated stud a good work over. His body started to tense and his cock was starting to give me pleasurable amounts of sweet pre-cum. I thought I should let him release his complete sexual tension, so I moved up and down on his cock, with faster and faster strokes. He anticipated my movements and leaned into the wall to give me his full attention. Up and down on his shaft I would go with my mouth. Then I would encircle my moist hand around and around his throbbing cock, in a screwing motion. This was all he could stand. He breathed heavy, gasps and moaned with louder and more excited animal sounding grunts, until he almost shouted out in pure sexual ecstasy of his long and wonderful orgasm. His low hanging balls tightened and released load after load of warm manly sperm into my welcome warm mouth. 

The partition between us shook like a small earthquake. His strong hands gripped the top of the wall as he let me control every deep throat action I used in pleasuring him. He started to relax but left his cock within the hole as I continued to savor his manly juices. He would twitch and jerk, as I would run my tongue over his now sensitive cock. I licked the remaining overflow of his cum from my hand and from the base of his cock where a small amount of white cum remained. I continued to clean and then blow-dry his cock and balls with the warmth of my breath. It was so delicious I didn’t want to let him go, but realizing he probably had to go back to his construction job, reluctantly let him withdraw his beautiful semi-soft cock. 

He stood briefly at the hole and gasp and flopped down on the stool once again. I could sense the relaxed and satisfied mood of this stud. He sat quietly for a moment to get his composure and his strength. He fumbled with his tool belt on the floor, then pulled out a small note pad and started writing something. I wondered what it could be. Perhaps he was giving me his phone number or asking for mine. I waited for a few minutes then he passed a note into the hole for me to take. 
The note said, "Thanks. You are not doubt the best cocksucker that has ever given me a blowjob. That was awesome. I am working near by, with some other construction men. I know they would like to get their cocks sucked too and if you are interested, I will send some of them over during their breaks." 
Then he gradually redressed, buckled his tool belt and left the booth. He walked over to the sink, washed his hands, and left the toiled.

I was still shaking from the excitement and thrill of the wild and uninterrupted sexual encounter I just had with this hot man. I wondered if he was serious about sending over other men for me to suck off. Just the thought of sucking off a few hot men, without any game playing, would be great. Just pure unadulterated sexual cock sucking of several hot straight construction men was definitely a cocksucker dream?

(Construction Man #2)

Soon another construction man came into the toilet and into the booth next to me. He stood while taking a long piss. He leaned over the bowl, as his big uncircumcised cock released a thick golden stream of golden piss. After a long and well-needed piss, he shook it a few times then milked out the extra drippings. He pulled some toilet paper off the dispenser, then dried and wiped his cock from all the remains. 
After this ritual, he backed away from the stool to let me view his soft hanging cock. Even soft, it looked to be a good 8 inches. His long lacy foreskin completely covered his thick cock. I wanted to explore this one for sure. I loved a good uncircumcised cock. I would place my tongue under the soft pink salty tasting entry, to taste his sweet man juices. I longed for the excitement and thrill of the cock getting hard while I touched and teased him. The gradually movement of the pink moist cock head coming from beneath it’s protective covering to search for the next sensuous adventure, was awesome. I enjoyed teasing the cock head and tasting the pre-cum love juices that it projects to me in anticipation of the pleasure that I am about to perpetrate on his manhood of love.

I motioned for him to stick that beauty into the large hole for me to service. He moved to the wall, placed his hands on the top of the wooden partition and placed his cock into the hole. I was amazed at the thickness of his cock. It fit into the hole but I had to pull on his balls to get them to come thru the hole too. I like to grasp on to their balls while I suck the cum out of their shaft. I manage to get it all thru then started to explore the foreskin with my tongue and taste the pre-cum juices.
I thought this one needed to have my full attention. I got on my knees directly in front of his cock and caressed it in both hands, rubbing both hands up and down the sided, admiring and kissing it in respect. He surprisingly pulled away from the hole to unbuckle his jeans, pulled down his pants and boxer shorts and guided his cock back to the hole. I continue my cock worshiping. He was now more excited and his cock was beginning to get harder. I had to pull the balls thru the hole once more, so I could give him a complete servicing. His cock head had not started to come from the foreskin. I quickly placed my hand around his cock, and my searching tongue, into the soft opening. I could still taste a bit of his piss, but the pre-cum was starting to stream out of his slot. I slurped in the nectar of this beauty, as it slowly merged the pale pink head from beneath the skin. More and more cock began to appear.

The cock had swollen to a very large size. His balls were nothing to sneeze at either. I licked my way down his shaft and kiss, and licked his man musk and sweat from his big balls. I wandered beneath the huge balls, pressing my face against the wall. I would have loved to eat this mans ass but the partition separated our contact. He was such a hot tasting man. I had noticed a thick wedding band on his hand while he was pissing. I bet his wife never gave him a good rim job like I was willing to do. 

He had such a nice cock. I play with it and made love to every inch running my tongue up one side of his cock then down the other. I would occasionally go to his balls while his cock rested on my cheek. I was really enjoying this man’s cock. I could hear him breath heavy then he said. "I’m going to cum. 
" Oh yeah, suck that cock. Awwww, fucken yeah.” He continued on.
I savored the warm man’s sperm as he shot a huge load into my willing mouth. I drank down every drop then licked him dry. I gently and respectfully pulled his foreskin back over his sensitive cock head. After a few moments, he slowly backed away from the hole as I guided his balls over the partition. He stood resting while getting his composure, bent over to pull up his pants and put his dick back into his jeans. 

"Hey, buddy." He said. "I’m the foreman of this construction crew next door. I wanted to see if you were as good as my nephew said you were and he was right. I will recommend you to my crew, so stick around. I will let them take a break and one at a time you can suck their cocks. I am sure you will enjoy this crew. They are mostly in their 20 to early 30’s. I think you enjoy yourself. We will be here all this month and you can service my entire crew everyday if you can handle it. Thanks again and good sucking. See ya later buddy." He continued talking as he buttoned up his clothes and headed out the toilet booth and back to his construction crew. He surprised me when he spoke so openly to me at the whole. I was just drooling at the thought of getting more cock. This was perfect for me for I was truly a hungry but proficient cocksucker and a cum slut. I was ready for some more cock. Let the games begin.

(Bartender #3)

The door opened once again from the bar side of the toilet. I could see the person as they went to the sink, but this was not one of the construction workers. He was one of the handsome bartenders I had seen earlier when I came into the toilet. I only glance briefly at him because I did not want to draw his attention to let him know I was heading into the men’s room.

He was a good-looking man about 23, with a mulatto complexion, dark brown eyes and semi-long lustrous black straight hair. He stood at the mirror combing his hair and methodically checking himself. His eyes glanced down at my feet at the booth, and then he walked to the urinal. He whipped out a beautiful long tan cock and started to piss. He knew I was watching; yet, he didn’t seem to object. He projected the pride of a secure heterosexual stud with a more than efficient penis. He pisses quickly into the trough, shook it firmly and put his cock back into his pants without zipping up. He didn’t return to the sink but came into the booth next to me. After he shut and locked the boot door, he leaned over to the hole and said to me in a low voice.