Cerebus said:

johnart said:

only semi-unrelated.

On that note: Nothing worse than having to #2 in a restroom where you know some shit (no pun) is goin down. I don't need to be heard taking an emergency dump by dudes who are trying to get it on.

I got all relaxed one time while in the process and didn't realize that my feet had gone all duck like. Dude in the next stall moved his foot over and touched mine and I was like, "uhhh, oh... ummm... no thank you". And he laughed hella loud. I never did get my shit on proper like. Fuckin' SF.

Yeah, I'm already stressed enough that I gotta take a shit in a public bathroom and someone my hear a fart out of me. I don't wanna be thinking about having proper foot-formation on top of that.

johnart said:

Cerebus said:

I got all relaxed one time while in the process and didn't realize that my feet had gone all duck like. Dude in the next stall moved his foot over and touched mine and I was like, "uhhh, oh... ummm... no thank you". And he laughed hella loud. I never did get my shit on proper like. Fuckin' SF.

Yeah, I'm already stressed enough that I gotta take a shit in a public bathroom and someone my hear a fart out of me. I don't wanna be thinking about having proper foot-formation on top of that.

I always thought that was a myth until I worked at a non-profit in SF with a gay to straight ratio (both men and women) of about 8 to 1. They talked about everything openly and restrooms were a topic of conversation on a fairly regular basis. I was like, "wow, no way." So when the above interaction took place in my head I was going, "OMG! No fucking way! Like, for real!?" I guess I could have just zipped and run. But I was in the middle of my business.

vainandy said:

Tittypants said:

The one I could have done was at a female strip club. I never knew it was [just] a gay thing at all. I thought glory holes were universal I've even seen quite a few glory hole female porn clips on xvideos.com

If it's at a strip club, those bitches don't do it for free. They are there to make money so if someone is paying, they might as well just come out from behind the wall, go somewhere, and do it face to face like hooking has always been done.

As for porn, porn has never been realistic. I mean, just look at all the girl on girl lesbian scenes with two beautiful women eating each other out and a man joining in. The real world isn't like that. You have a feminine looking lesbian and a butch bulldagger together 99% of the time and a man doesn't come anywhere near them when they have sex unless he wants to get his ass kicked...as the way it should be.

Oh yes, $ was involved. Which was part of the reason I didn't do it.

Um that shit should just remain a porn fantasy unless you plan on taking a chance

getting drippy dick by screwing random chicks in a bathroom.

vainandy said:

errant said:

I love glory holes.

Good luck with your hope that there's a woman on the other side, though.

I've never seen a woman in an adult bookstore other than an employee.

You need to get the hell out of Missisippi then. Back in the day when i used to go, people

would go there on the weekends like it was a club. It was nothing for me to see a woman or two vibrator shopping or a dude bring a girl in and they go in the back and watch a dirt flick.

phunkdaddy said:

vainandy said:

I've never seen a woman in an adult bookstore other than an employee.

You need to get the hell out of Missisippi then. Back in the day when i used to go, people

would go there on the weekends like it was a club. It was nothing for me to see a woman or two vibrator shopping or a dude bring a girl in and they go in the back and watch a dirt flick.

Everytime I go to adult stores, there are more chicks there than men. Everytime.

phunkdaddy said:

vainandy said:

I've never seen a woman in an adult bookstore other than an employee.

You need to get the hell out of Missisippi then. Back in the day when i used to go, people

would go there on the weekends like it was a club. It was nothing for me to see a woman or two vibrator shopping or a dude bring a girl in and they go in the back and watch a dirt flick.

Sex toys are illegal in Mississippi.

vainandy said:

phunkdaddy said:

You need to get the hell out of Missisippi then. Back in the day when i used to go, people

would go there on the weekends like it was a club. It was nothing for me to see a woman or two vibrator shopping or a dude bring a girl in and they go in the back and watch a dirt flick.

Sex toys are illegal in Mississippi.

Cerebus said:

vainandy said:

Sex toys are illegal in Mississippi.

http://www.wlbt.com/story...ected=true

vainandy said:

Cerebus said:

http://www.wlbt.com/story...ected=true

"Section 97 of Mississippi State Law prohibits the sale of such 3-dimensional devices"

Wow. So you can go into a store and buy a video or magazine with people using "3-dimensional devices", but its illegal to buy them. That's, uhhh, strange? Contradictory? Stupid? That certainly isn't the law in California. Not anyplace I've lived, anyway.

I talked to a guy that worked in a porn shop with a hole in it. It was always men who were giving the blow jobs. Maybe straight men go in there, I don't know, and pretend it is a woman servicing them - but way more often then not - it is a guy. Personally I do not want to touch anyone's genitals if I can't see the rest of the body/person that goes with it.

Cerebus said:

vainandy said:

http://www.wlbt.com/story...ected=true

"Section 97 of Mississippi State Law prohibits the sale of such 3-dimensional devices"

Wow. So you can go into a store and buy a video or magazine with people using "3-dimensional devices", but its illegal to buy them. That's, uhhh, strange? Contradictory? Stupid? That certainly isn't the law in California. Not anyplace I've lived, anyway.

On a kind of related story-In Germany they are trying to pass laws for safety measures on vibrators and dildos. So the material that makes up the devices would meet the same safety standards as children's toys. Apparently the devices are made up of cancer causing materials and leaching that causes harm to woman.

Deadflow3r said:

I talked to a guy that worked in a porn shop with a hole in it. It was always men who were giving the blow jobs. Maybe straight men go in there, I don't know, and pretend it is a woman servicing them - but way more often then not - it is a guy. Personally I do not want to touch anyone's genitals if I can't see the rest of the body/person that goes with it.

While there are dudes (or ladies on occasion) that will park their ass in a booth and take all-cummers, regardless of who the paynus is attached too. It is a semi-myth that Glory-holin is all about not knowing who what the other person looks like. Often at these bookstores, folk will walk around and get a good look at each other before taking it to a gloryhole or sharing a booth.

Cerebus said:

vainandy said:

http://www.wlbt.com/story...ected=true

"Section 97 of Mississippi State Law prohibits the sale of such 3-dimensional devices"

Wow. So you can go into a store and buy a video or magazine with people using "3-dimensional devices", but its illegal to buy them. That's, uhhh, strange? Contradictory? Stupid? That certainly isn't the law in California. Not anyplace I've lived, anyway.

It's very stupid. It all comes down to men trying to control women. They are fine with watching porn flicks themselves because they can get themselves off when a woman is not available. But they don't want a woman to be able to get herself without them. It just comes down to a bunch of little dick men that are afraid a woman might not need them.

If you were to ask them their reason, of course they would say that they are "perverted devices" for "perverted homosexual men". Oh, they aren't afraid of offending us, homophobia is all out in the open in this state. But that's not their real reason at all. They know that women are the main ones that buy dildos and vibrators and as for the "perverted homosexual men", I would get no thrill whatsoever sucking on a damn piece of plastic.

Tittypants said:

Where did all of this "closet" talk come from? What the fuck? For me, the whole idea of sex with a complete female stranger I can't see was the turn on. I had no clue that glory holes were so prominent in the gay community at all....

Titty, it's a well known fact that glory holes are really for gay men, this is why I wondered why you seemed into it.

I can't really see the appeal of not seeing the woman tbh, as that is usually what gives you the boner in the first place.

Also women don't tend to like the anonymity of sex like men sometimes do so I can't see it being popular with them...

[Edited 9/12/11 3:01am]

johnart said:

Deadflow3r said:

I talked to a guy that worked in a porn shop with a hole in it. It was always men who were giving the blow jobs. Maybe straight men go in there, I don't know, and pretend it is a woman servicing them - but way more often then not - it is a guy. Personally I do not want to touch anyone's genitals if I can't see the rest of the body/person that goes with it.

While there are dudes (or ladies on occasion) that will park their ass in a booth and take all-cummers, regardless of who the paynus is attached too. It is a semi-myth that Glory-holin is all about not knowing who what the other person looks like. Often at these bookstores, folk will walk around and get a good look at each other before taking it to a gloryhole or sharing a booth.

This makes total sense. I honestly have never been into one of these bookstores so I don't know what it even looks like. If it looks like a Catholic Confessional then most definitely you can see who is going in and finally coming out and plan your entrance accordingly.

The only reason for not "knowing" is because you want it bad enough that you don't want to admit you got "it" from someone who is either not the gender, age, size, or race that you usually insist upon. The guy that told me of his book store life told me of an older man who was a master at dick sucking and also had a much nicer package then one would expect on a man that age. I can see an older man going in on one side and younger guys pretending they don't know it is him and allowing a man old enough to be their grandfather to play with them.

vainandy said:

Cerebus said:

"Section 97 of Mississippi State Law prohibits the sale of such 3-dimensional devices"

Wow. So you can go into a store and buy a video or magazine with people using "3-dimensional devices", but its illegal to buy them. That's, uhhh, strange? Contradictory? Stupid? That certainly isn't the law in California. Not anyplace I've lived, anyway.

It's very stupid. It all comes down to men trying to control women. They are fine with watching porn flicks themselves because they can get themselves off when a woman is not available. But they don't want a woman to be able to get herself without them. It just comes down to a bunch of little dick men that are afraid a woman might not need them.

If you were to ask them their reason, of course they would say that they are "perverted devices" for "perverted homosexual men". Oh, they aren't afraid of offending us, homophobia is all out in the open in this state. But that's not their real reason at all. They know that women are the main ones that buy dildos and vibrators and as for the "perverted homosexual men", I would get no thrill whatsoever sucking on a damn piece of plastic.

Well it doesn't seem like the women of Mississippi are fighting to hard to get their right to buy their dildos over the counter. Maybe they buy them mail order? Do mailorder companies have to honor Mississippi laws and refuse to sell to residents of that state?

TheFreakerFantastic said:

Tittypants said:

Where did all of this "closet" talk come from? What the fuck? For me, the whole idea of sex with a complete female stranger I can't see was the turn on. I had no clue that glory holes were so prominent in the gay community at all....

Titty, it's a well known fact that glory holes are really for gay men, this is why I wondered why you seemed into it.

I can't really see the appeal of not seeing the woman tbh, as that is usually what gives you the boner in the first place.

Also women don't tend to like the anonymity of sex like men sometimes do so I can't see it being popular with them...

[Edited 9/12/11 3:01am]

Uh, apparently I didn't know this. If I did, I wouldn't have said I didn't know. I have no reason to lie about it. It doesn't matter anyways, because this question was for anyones opinion on gloryholes. I'm happy that know this a mostly gay thing though...

JamFanHot said:

cborgman said:

i dont even know where to start except for pointing out that the first rule of gloryholin' is you dont talk about gloryholin'.

the second rule is you DONT TALK about gloryholin'.

the third rule is no white after labor day.

Four days hence & I'm STILL laughing at this reply

johnart said:

vainandy said:

I've never seen a woman in an adult bookstore other than an employee.

I worked at an adult bookstore (no, not just in that way bitches ) and on ocassion (rare, tho) had women who came in with their husbands who got into watching them suck other dude's dicks.

That said, it is a great big myth (or maybe just shit folk like to tell themselves) that any dude ever puts his dick through a hole in a public place thinking there's actually gonna be a woman on the other side. It's bullshit. Unless you've actually witnessed the woman go into the other side, you don't just assume there is one. If strip clubs had a gloryhole section or some shit like that, I could see where one would make that assumption, otherwise, bitch please.

Are there even gloryholes in public places anymore other than sex clubs, ABS's or folk who set them up at home??

I worked at an Adult Bookstore as well back in the early 80's, the overnight shift on Hollywood Blvd for nearly a year. And trust me when I tell you: I SAW EVERYTHING. But for the entire time I was there, I saw only ONE woman that came in on her own. She came directly to the counter to purchase a bottle of RUSH. We chatted for a minute, she was very curious about my job. I told her how I hated it, and she gave me her card. Turns out she was the manager for a temp agency. She was an interesting lady, to say the least.

But oh how I hated cleaning up the back rooms, behind the little black curtain, at the end of my shift! I'd be slipping & sliding all over the place back there!

Any1 remember the story of a joint in Soho that had rooms where u paid 2 stick ur dick thru a glory hole 2 get ur cock pleasured.......Then it was found out the owners were using lizards 2 do the sucking and licking......

Cerebus said:

johnart said:

On that note: Nothing worse than having to #2 in a restroom where you know some shit (no pun) is goin down. I don't need to be heard taking an emergency dump by dudes who are trying to get it on.

I got all relaxed one time while in the process and didn't realize that my feet had gone all duck like. Dude in the next stall moved his foot over and touched mine and I was like, "uhhh, oh... ummm... no thank you". And he laughed hella loud. I never did get my shit on proper like. Fuckin' SF.

at the two of youse.

PDogz said:

johnart said:

I worked at an adult bookstore (no, not just in that way bitches ) and on ocassion (rare, tho) had women who came in with their husbands who got into watching them suck other dude's dicks.

That said, it is a great big myth (or maybe just shit folk like to tell themselves) that any dude ever puts his dick through a hole in a public place thinking there's actually gonna be a woman on the other side. It's bullshit. Unless you've actually witnessed the woman go into the other side, you don't just assume there is one. If strip clubs had a gloryhole section or some shit like that, I could see where one would make that assumption, otherwise, bitch please.

Are there even gloryholes in public places anymore other than sex clubs, ABS's or folk who set them up at home??

I worked at an Adult Bookstore as well back in the early 80's, the overnight shift on Hollywood Blvd for nearly a year. And trust me when I tell you: I SAW EVERYTHING. But for the entire time I was there, I saw only ONE woman that came in on her own. She came directly to the counter to purchase a bottle of RUSH. We chatted for a minute, she was very curious about my job. I told her how I hated it, and she gave me her card. Turns out she was the manager for a temp agency. She was an interesting lady, to say the least.

But oh how I hated cleaning up the back rooms, behind the little black curtain, at the end of my shift! I'd be slipping & sliding all over the place back there!

I worked overnight also. And sooo feel u on the cleanin up.

BLEACH! LOTS AND LOTS OF BLEACH is all I remember.

MIGUELGOMEZ said:

Guilty!!!!!! I mean....I would never......

Hi.

johnart said:

PDogz said:

I worked at an Adult Bookstore as well back in the early 80's, the overnight shift on Hollywood Blvd for nearly a year. And trust me when I tell you: I SAW EVERYTHING. But for the entire time I was there, I saw only ONE woman that came in on her own. She came directly to the counter to purchase a bottle of RUSH. We chatted for a minute, she was very curious about my job. I told her how I hated it, and she gave me her card. Turns out she was the manager for a temp agency. She was an interesting lady, to say the least.

But oh how I hated cleaning up the back rooms, behind the little black curtain, at the end of my shift! I'd be slipping & sliding all over the place back there!

I worked overnight also. And sooo feel u on the cleanin up.

BLEACH! LOTS AND LOTS OF BLEACH is all I remember.

You would kind of think people would be decent enough to clean up after themselves, or is it too dark in there to see?

Johnart...was this some kind of journalism project or were times really that hard?!

TheFreakerFantastic said:

johnart said:

I worked overnight also. And sooo feel u on the cleanin up.

BLEACH! LOTS AND LOTS OF BLEACH is all I remember.

You would kind of think people would be decent enough to clean up after themselves, or is it too dark in there to see?

Johnart...was this some kind of journalism project or were times really that hard?!

That would have been the antithesis of their agenda. And speaking for myself; times were that hard.

^ So PDogz were you there as an employee or a visitor? Tell us more about what goes on...

TheFreakerFantastic said:

^ So PDogz were you there as an employee or a visitor? Tell us more about what goes on...

Back in the days before VCR's (1981/82), if a young man wanted to beat-off to some porn, his options were either to do so in an X-Rated movie house (...like the chain of Pussycat Theaters in L.A.) Pee-Wee Herman style, or else in those private coin operated porn booths which played those 8mm films (called "Loops", because the movie, like those now vintage Swedish Erotica films which were only a few minutes long, would just start playback from the beginning once the movie was over), and as long as you kept feeding the machine tokens. Also, ABS's were the place where I'd pick up my monthly issues of Mandate, Honcho, Drummer, Numbers, Blueboy, or The Advocate, because keep in mind; not only wasn't there a VCR in every home yet, there wasn't any Internet either, lol. So, what was a horny young dude to do? For many, even in small cities across the nation, adult bookstores were IT. Then judging by many of the characters that I'd observe working behind the counters in those places, I always had in the back of mind that it would be an easy job to obtain if I ever needed the extra employment.

I was a new Los Angeles resident at that time, and had just secured my very own apartment just two blocks off from Hollywood & Vine. Trying to establish yourself in any new town is difficult enough, but particularly so in a place like Hollywood because every young person on the planet was also there trying to get their name on the Hollywood Walk of Fame. I mean seriously, everybody was walking around as if they were starring in their own music video, in which YOU didn't have a part, lol. Therefore, while by day I worked at Wherehouse Records (which was a chain of record stores in California at that time - and the place where I started to learn a lot about music of different genres), it wasn't enough to pay my rent AND eat at the same time. So, in my search for extra work, I did not omit the ABS's from my list of possible employers.

At the time, there was an adult bookstore on nearly every block of Hollywood Blvd, from Western Ave. to Highland. Within days of submitting an application to each one of them, I got a call for an interview. The interview was to take place up in Van Nuys, which is in the San Fernando Valley area of Los Angeles, and is the center of where nearly 90% of the nations porn is produced and distributed. The location was a huge warehouse that was as big as a small airplane hangar. Inside was the hugest collection of X-Rated movies, toys, creams, and accessories I've ever seen in my life. Aisle after aisle of stuff! One aisle would be shelves of movies piled to the ceiling; the next would be dildos to the ceiling, the next rubber dolls, and so on and so forth. Just imagine a Wal-Mart full of nothing but sex products, lol. After my tour and sitting down to speak with a handful of guys that looked like they could have easily starred on The Soprano's, I was hired to work as a clerk at one of their stores on Hollywood & Argyle (the store is no longer there, a big hotel is now in it’s place).

"Training" consisted of coming in 2 hours early on my first night and working with the clerk that was on the evening shift. I learned how to work the register, sell tokens, got an overview of the entire inventory, and that was it! By the time 9pm rolled around, the evening shift clerk went home and I was on my own! My shift was from about 9pm to about three in the morning when the store would close. That's when I would clean up then lock up the store. It reopened at something like 10 the next morning or so.

The store was setup in two major parts, the front section, and the back. The front part of the store was where all the retail stuff was - the magazines, the films, and the toys. I quickly became one of the stores top sellers because I had a way of making people feel comfortable when they came in. I realized from my own experiences that most people coming in the store were a little nervous. I learned that if I could make each individual feel more at ease, they would be more likely to buy whatever it was that drove them in there in the first place. Many Orgers here would be surprised at WHOM would buy WHAT when you made them feel at ease. I remember one young jock that looked like he could have been a football player, or a cop or something, came in the store, and after sort of nervously walking around and looking at things, I just casually mentioned to him that if there was anything I could help him with to just let me know. I pointed a few things out to him that were on sale, but then I left him alone and just went back to jamming to my music. I always brought my ghetto blaster into the store with me during my shift, and quickly established the routine where regular patrons knew they'd hear some really cool music when they came in during my shift. Usually I'd be playing some Prince (which was a rarity on the radio in those days) or even some Frank Zappa. I kept an eclectic mix of music playing at all times - remember I worked at a "wrecka stow" in the daytime, lol. Anyway, I digress.

Eventually, the hunky straight-appearing jock guy comes back to the counter where I'm at and places this huge 14", thick as an arm, dildo down on the counter to purchase. He's kind of holding his head down as he says to me almost shamefully "I guess you're surprised, right?". I just looked at him with a warm smile and said "Not at all, would you like some lube with that?", and that completely broke the ice and you could see a smile of relief come over his face. Word got around, and before you knew it, many would actually wait for my shift to come in and buy the things that they felt uncomfortable buying from others, because they knew I would not judge them. My sales numbers took off like a rocket! LOL.

Then there was the back part of the store that was lined with a maze of those private movie booths. There was a marquee in the back that featured all the movies that were playing, each assigned to a different channel. Once in the booth, you'd deposit your token in the machine and turn the dial to whatever channel it was that had the film you wanted to view. Each connecting booth had a glory hole in the adjoining wall. So, patrons could either go in there to watch movies, or otherwise take part in the glory hole activity. Before I was an employee of an ABS, I never trusted that anyone on the other side of that wall wasn’t waiting with a sturdy set of hedge clippers once I stuck my Black dick in that hole, lol. So glory holes were never my thing.

The back rooms were also a common place for prostitutes to bring their Johns. It was cheaper than a motel room, and the prostitutes would work their trade in and out of there fairly quickly whenever it was convenient for them to do so. One of the funny things about those token operated booths was that the projector that was behind and above your head would only play the movie on the little screen in front of the bench customers would sit on for about 2 minutes per token. So quite often, guys would run out of tokens right during the hot part of a movie and BEFORE they could reach an orgasm. So, the guy would have to come out of the booth and back to the counter in the front to purchase more tokens with these huge hard-ons in their pants, before running back to the back room to finish the scene they were watching, and hopefully to bust a nutt before running out of tokens again. Trying to get a quick nutt in the pre-VCR/Internet days was a BITCH, lol.

Some of the worst patrons I would hate visiting the store were those I called "Painters". After coming in, purchasing their tokens and heading to the back rooms, you knew you were in for a Hell of a night when as they were leaving you'd notice their hair matted with feces, shit covering their clothes, hands, face, even feces in their teeth as they'd grin at you on the way walking out the store. On those nights after closing, you'd go to the back room to clean up and there'd be human feces covering the walls, bench, and floors of where ever the "Painter" was back there doing his thing. Ugh! That, on top of all the other antics that went on back there, the floors littered with used condoms, cum-stained nylons, syringes, cigarette butts and empty liquor bottles, it was easy to see how this was the beginning of the decade that would usher in probably the worst epidemic of our planet's history. Thankfully, I was never stuck by any of those needles, and we never so much as even touched a cleaning sponge without donning a hefty pair of Platex gloves. As JohnArt suggested, bleach, and industrial strength, hospital approved Wescodyne – a germicidal detergent, were our best friend.

Many nights after closing, I'd be back there with my mop and bucket just praying to The Creator to provide me with a better means to support myself. I never stopped searching for other employment, and sure enough after a few more months, I landed a job as a Bus Operator for R.T.D. (The Southern California Rapid Transit District) where I drove for the city for the next chapter of my life. By that time, I was making so much money that I wouldn't even need to cash one paycheck before receiving my next one, lol. I finally had my first major career (of the many I would hold through the years), had my own place, and life was good.

TheFreakerFantastic said:

johnart said:

I worked overnight also. And sooo feel u on the cleanin up.

BLEACH! LOTS AND LOTS OF BLEACH is all I remember.

You would kind of think people would be decent enough to clean up after themselves, or is it too dark in there to see?

Johnart...was this some kind of journalism project or were times really that hard?!

Early 20's. Had just moved back home from college. Easy money.