Young Straight Farmer Explodes at the Gloryhole: First Thick Load Blasted Deep Down My Throat
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It was another steamy Tuesday night at the Gloryhole studio in Zurich. The air was thick with the smell of piss, sweat, and pure testosterone. I’d already been kneeling in front of the hole for over an hour, knees sore from the hard floor, mouth wide open like a hungry cunt, ready for the next anonymous dick. Then it pushed through – thick, veiny, rock-hard and already dripping with pre-cum.
No words, no face, just this fat, young farmer cock sliding through the hole like a meaty club from nowhere. I recognized it instantly – it was that guy from last week. The strapping straight farmer from the Emmental countryside who had blown his load in under 30 seconds last time because he was so fucking horny he could barely breathe. Tonight he came back. Secretly. Filthy. Starving.
I wrapped both hands around the shaft – fuck, it felt even thicker this time, or maybe I was just more desperate. The head was shiny, pre-cum stretching in long strings as I licked it off. He twitched hard, let out a low groan through the wall. “Yeah… suck it… suck it good…” I heard him whisper. No more straight-boy bullshit – just raw, animal lust.
I took him deep, right down until the head kissed the back of my throat. Sucked hard, milked him with my tongue, teased the foreskin, flicked the slit where the first drops were already leaking. He started fucking my face for real – slamming in and out, rough, deep, no mercy. His heavy balls slapped against the wood, his breathing turned ragged. “Shit… I can’t hold it… fuck…”
And then it happened. Sudden. Explosive. His cock throbbed like crazy, swelled even bigger – and BAM! A thick, hot jet blasted straight into my throat. Rope after rope, creamy, salty, so much I almost choked. I swallowed on instinct, greedy, gulping it down without gagging once – I wanted every fucking drop. He kept pumping, 6–7 hard spurts, until the last dribbles landed on my tongue. I didn’t let him pull out – sucked the remnants clean, licked the head while he trembled.
But the guy wasn’t done. His cock stayed rock-hard. Steel-hard. He pulled out for a second, only to shove it right back in – slower this time, more demanding. Then his hand came through the hole – he grabbed my cock! The straight farmer wanted to suck me now.
“Show me yours… I wanna taste it…” came the hoarse whisper through the wall. Fuck yes. I stood up, pushed my throbbing dick through the hole. He didn’t hesitate – took it deep, sucked like a pro even though he’d clearly never done it before. His tongue swirled around the head, he gagged himself on it, drool everywhere. I fucked his mouth now, hard and deep, while he moaned like a bitch in heat.
I was close, but held back – wanted more. He kept sucking, jerking me with his hand, until I felt him shaking again. His cock was back at the hole, pulsing like it was ready for round two. He was stroking himself while blowing me – and then it hit.
He pulled my dick out, shoved his fat farmer cock back through and exploded immediately with the second load. Even thicker, even creamier than the first. I could see it pulsing – visible jets shooting out, straight into my open mouth. I caught it all, let it roll over my tongue, swallowed hungrily while he grunted and pumped. The overflow dripped down my chin, onto my chest – I was covered in his country-boy cum.
In the end I licked him clean, sucked out the last drops. He pulled away without a word – just a quiet “Thanks…” through the wall. But I know: he’ll be back. Next week. Or sooner. That cock can’t stay away.
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