There was a gloryhole on my college campus, hidden in a restroom near our science library. For some reason, I was fascinated by it, and I’d consistently take detours to slip in and check it out. This wasn’t an obsession of the sexual variety. Honestly, the level of anonymity creeped me out… Sure, I was having sex with complete strangers at this point in my life, but at least I knew what their faces looked like!
But I digress. My obsession was a bit more voyeuristic. I was convinced I’d pass by one day and catch one of my professors getting a blowjob from a cock-hungry student. This logic may have been slightly flawed, given that I couldn’t just bust down the doors and see who was in there. Alas, I wasn’t thinking with the head on my shoulders…
In any case, I’d love to hear if you’ve ever used a gloryhole! Don’t be discouraged to share just because of my own personal feelings. Trust me, I’ve had enough gay friends call me “puritanical” for being scared of gloryholes, so my intentions aren’t to cast judgment.
Photo credit: Chaos Men
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