Quite muscular built, dark hair, piercing brown eyes and very alluring smile. He was dressed in a tight blue jeans, which left nothing to imagination,...if anyone was imagining as I was, with my eyes to his crotch level, the way I sat. It was not at all difficult for me to visualize, what he had behind that big bulge in the tight fabric of his jeans. I leaned slightly in my chair. It had been well over 2 hours and I had not taken a break. I decided that I was ready for a nice break and a good. ”Just for a moment the thought of Betty took some of the stingy bite out of my burn. I didn’t mind they both knew about my having sex with their friend. I loved Betty so much and these two seemed interested in that fact. They both paid a lot of attention to my penis and it was happy pronging up tight as if it was showing off for them.One of the girls approached me with a concerned look on her face, held me by my arms from the front. She hesitantly reached up and put a hand on my cheek and held. "Ever heard of a Glory Hole?" She asked. Somewhere in the back of my mind I remembered reading a dirty story about a bar that catered to homosexuals that had a hole between the toilet stalls for one guy to stick his dick threw so the guy in the next stall could suck it. I was sure that was not what Sam was talking about here though, or so I thought! Sam told me that was exactly what it was. As she went on to relate all the details to me, I observed her spending a lot more time on soaping. It was time, time for me to start over, get a new life and move on." I felt at peace for the first time in forever. I took the job, and started planning the rest of my life. I realized as I planned I needed to say goodbye to the few people I loved, and some I didn't. I called Ron, seeking closure for that period in my life. He was overjoyed, taking it as a sign we might get back together." It didn't go well. When he found out I wasn't letting him have another chance, and that I'd soon be gone,.