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I was traveling up the interstate to northern KY one morning a little while back for a conference, and a couple of exits before leaving Tennessee into Kentucky, I stopped at an adult superstore. Being so far away from home, I felt reasonably safe that I would not run into someone I knew. Nevertheless, I was still very nervous. A large billboard with the Ten Commandments erected next door by a local church did not help. Fortunately, there were only a few cars and a couple of semis in the parking lot. I hurriedly went inside. The store was large and clean. I browsed the adult toy section, coveting the selection of large male dildos, then noticed a video arcade section off to one end. I had silently told myself before stopping here that I was not going because of the arcade, but I suppose that’s Maltepe Escort like one saying that he is reading men’s magazines only because of the articles. Anyway, I was somewhat ahead of schedule, so I gave in to the temptation. I had been in a few such places before, but was always fearful of being seen, arrested, or accosted. After my eyes adjusted to the darkness, I walked around to get the lay of the place. Unlike some of the others, this one did not have the typical smell of stale cigarette smoke and industrial cleaner. Also, there were none of the usual seedy characters loitering in the aisles, the kind of people you try to pass quickly by without making eye contact. There were about twenty booths, some with gloryholes and a couple with transparent/opaque Maltepe Escort Bayan windows. Though they had no doors, the booths were designed with a double turn entrance so that some privacy was afforded. I selected one in the rear that had a gloryhole in one side wall. The circular opening was about three inches in diameter, neatly cut in the partition, which was constructed of thick laminated plywood. There were stains and streaks on the wall below it, the composition and source of which I could only imagine. I inserted several dollar bills, started the video, and browsed through the selections before stopping on a particularly nice male-to-male video. As I watched, I began to remove all my clothing, placing it on the chair. There is a bit of exhibitionist Escort Maltepe in me, and I find it exciting to go nude, particularly when there is a portal through which a voyeur can watch and enjoy me showing off. I was already fully erect when I heard someone enter the adjacent booth and shift the chair. My excitement built at the thought of being watched as I stroked myself in the raw, illuminated by the dim glow of the video screen. I knew I was being watched. Soon a finger of a white male came through the hole and made a “come here” gesture. I knew exactly what he meant. My heart was pounding, I was sweating, and my hands were cold. Should I do this? I wanted to so badly, and have wanted to for a long, long time, but I was always afraid of catching something. What if the police were patrolling? My state of arousal trumped my better judgment and I moved over to the wall. Threads of clear precum were trailing down like threads from my swollen cockhead. The opening was located slightly lower than my groin level, so I had to spread my legs a good bit to position myself.
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