It was my third day into winter break and I was already getting bored with it. All of my friends where either on vacation or already had plans. So far my break has consisted of me sitting around watching T.V. or jerking off in new and exciting places in my house. I had only recently discovered masturbation at age 12 due to my strict religious family. Although that much masturbation can really get to your head so i finally decided enough is enough and ventured out of the house.
It was early afternoon and the day after a snowstorm so everyone was either at at work or staying in their homes. Even though I spend most of my time inside, the outdoors is where my heart is. I could spend hours outside just wandering around and explore and never get bored. There was a forest behind my house that stretched on for miles. No matter how long I explore I will never see all of it, and when I think I have i find new Path that leads to a whole new section of the woods.
Today I decided to go down one of these new paths. I spend hours exploring this new area getting some really good pictures of the snow covered trees and the wildlife. I am very into Photography, It is my main passion in life. My parents think of it as a money waster and something i am just going to grow out of but I just can't get enough of it.
I made it to a clearing and saw a very inviting fallen down tree to sit down on. It has been a couple hours since I had masturbated last and this looked like the perfect place. I walked up to it and pulled down my pants. In my lust to get off I hadn't thought about the fact that sitting on a snow covered tree would not be the most comfortable thing to do, I sat down and immediately jumped back up from the coldness. I tried to jerk off standing up but the shock of the cold had turned my off. Frustrated I stuffed my penis back into my pants and I headed off down another path.
Eventually the Path took me to a truck stop on the side of the highway a couple miles away from my house. I had to pee so I decided I would go in to relive my self and to warm up a little bit. I had never been in a truck stop and expected it to be a dark smelly redneck filled dump but was surprised to find that it was actually a very nice and clean place.
I walked into the bathrooms to find a very modern place. It looked like it was recently re-done and had all of the newest technology. I went into the biggest stall at the end and sat down to relieve myself. I was in there for a couple minutes when I heard someone walk in and he chose the stall next to mine. I sat there quiet for a little bit until movement caught my eye. I looked over and saw fingers sticking through a hole in the stall.
I had not noticed the hole before but there was writing all around it. There were numbers and and names all over the place and in big writing where the words “insert dick here.” I had never heard of a glory hole before and had no idea what was going to happen once my dick went through. The fingers starting wiggling faster and like he was getting impatient, I was scared about what was going to happen once my dick went through but my horneyness took over and the next thing I knew I had Lined my dick up to the hole and stuck it through.
All of my fear went away when I felt something soft on my dick. I realized it was a hand and boy did it feel a lot better than doing it myself. As I was getting used to the feeling I felt something wet engulf my head. I gasped really loud had to grab the top of the stall to keep my balance. I lasted all of three seconds before I had the best orgasm of my life. I fell to the ground and tried to get my breath back.
“So I see we have a virgin over there.” said the man in the next stall as he stuck his dick through the hole. In my hornyness it had not occurred to me that we were in the men's room and that it had to be a man that made me feel so good. I had always thought of myself as straight so I panicked. I pulled up my pants and ran out of the bathroom as fast as I could.
I didn't stop running until I reached the clearing again. I stopped to catch my breath and recalled everything that happened in the bathroom. ‘How could I have been so stupid to have let a guy do that to me, I can’t be gay I have a girlfriend’. I kept saying things like this to reassure myself that I wasn’t gay, but the longer thought it about that I thought about how good it felt and I started to get hard again. At this point I started to hate myself, I'm not supposed to like guys! Im supposed to find a nice girl, get married, have children and have a nice and normal life. Even though I told myself that I still had the hardest hard-on in my life and I was thinking about going back. It was getting dark so I decided I would think more about it later and If I felt the same in the morning I would come back.
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