BRAVO PERFORMANCES

Good Golly ... Grand & Great Gloryhole Guys Giving Glorious Gobs of Goo!

The guys who visit Glory Daze are what make the gloryhole great. Their actions and words never cease to arouse, amuse, and amaze me!  For those who have never been to the gloryhole, there is a Wall of Fame where guys can write grafitti.  Some guys are very creative, drawing what I call "gloryhole art".  Some write limericks, some write about the "experience",  some call me "names".   Here are some of the things visitors have written on the Wall of Fame:

They are wrong about Disneyland - THIS is the happiest place on Earth

Teach my gf to suck like you do!

My buddy told me about this place  I thought he was messing with me, but its real and its cool ITS REAL COOL

You can't buy happiness, but you can txt this dude 4 a blowjob!!!

I was gonna do laundry ... but a blowjob seemed like a better idea haha

EAT MY CREAM, ITS GOOD 4 U

The porn shop arcade owners must hate you -- they charge and you don't LOL

BLOWJOB 4EVA!

DEEPTHROAT ... NOW I'VE FOUND MY TINKLER ... & THE BELLS I'LL SURELY HEAR ...

THANK YOU LINDA LOVELACE ...

You started it all; because, you wanted more than a lot of little tingles.

DEEPTHROAT 101

"DEEPTHROAT AVAILABLE HERE" ... if you've been to Glory Daze you've seen it.  The 3' X 3' sign is right in front of you as you open the door (above the lcd movie screen).  And as you step up to the gloryhole, look to your right, there you will see a smaller sign that says "Deepthroat ... once you've experienced it, nothing else satisfies."  Yes, the urge to penetrate deep, is something every man has in him.  But, the ability to take it deep, does not come naturally to all those who call themselves COCKSUCKERS. 

It's a practiced skill, one in which going for extended periods without air, is for some a difficult task.  It's a skill I practice every day.  Yes, I have my toys.  And no, rubber is not as good as the real thing.  I also practice when I drink a beer.  Yep, I order bottled beer and when I take a drink, I throw my head back and slide the bottle as far down my gullet as I can get it.  All the while, swallowing the brew thats drowning my throat.  Yes, this gets me some strange looks, frequently a free beer, and often all the dudes in the bar suddenly become my best buddy (yep, dudes wanna penetrate deep).  Frequently, my visitors tell me other COCKSUCKERS won't DEEPTHROAT.  Here's the basic, go down as far as you can, and then SWALLOW.  Yep, that's right, SWALLOW, just as if you were taking a drink.  This will allow the penis your sucking to truly penetrate your throat.  Now, of course, once it's there, you will gag and want to back off, or probably both.  It will take a lot of practice and effort to be able to keep it there for an extended time.  But, here's another basic, back off (not all the way - but enough to allow your epiglotis to open) and when you back off breathe in through your nose allowing air to get to your lungs.  Then, go down, SWALLOW again and then back off again, breathing as you do, continue this repeatedly.  As you do, you will note the penis will become more engorged and your likely to hear from your feeder (anything from "yeah thats good" to unintelligible sounds!).   This is an encouraging sign, because it means you soon will be getting your reward!  If you don't already have his nutz in your hand (this comes naturally to any decent COCKSUCKER -- the balls are so important!) gently rub your index finger around each of them, even back off long enough to take a big breath of air and roll his nads around in your mouth (GENTLY! -- I'm assuming if you're reading this you're a guy -- and you know never to play ruff with a mans nutz (unless he requests it -- that's another post!)).  Then, continue the deepthroat, backoff and breathe process till you get his babybatter.   Here's another basic, as he approaches the big blastoff (you'll be able to tell -- severe hardening of his cock, ballz will tighten up, and unless he's trying to be quiet, alot of noise) at this point, make sure you are in the deepthroat part of the cycle.   This will allow his seed to give your throat a good whitewashing!

It's one thing to try to put into words how to DEEPTHROAT, but a video demonstration is better.  And who better to show you than the original DEEPTHROAT herself LINDA LOVELACE.  Yes, I admit the movie is old (made before I was even born!)  But,  I watch it when I want to see a genuine DEEPTHROAT COCKSUCKER at work.  It's also one of the funniest movies ever made; as well as being credited with making porn "mainstream".   Yes, I have a copy downloaded on my laptop.  I have stripped off the original DEEPTHROAT scene where she learns her clitoris (tickler - haha) is in the back of her throat and she attempts to set off the bells by performing on Dr. Young (the hilarious Harry Rheems!).  The scene continues thru to the "HOUSTON, WE HAVE BLASTOFF" bit where Linda smiles with pleasure as she has received Dr. Youngs babybatter!  Yes, Linda taught all COCKSUCKERS that DEEPTHROAT is possible and can be enjoyed by both the feeder and the COCKSUCKER.  WATCH, LEARN AND ENJOY!  And as the closing credits to the movie say "DEEPTHROAT TO ALL!"  -- Rod Swallow



BROTEIN! 24/7

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WRONG BAR ... RIGHT BATHROOM

             WRONG BAR                                                 RIGHT BATHROOM

    I DON'T KNOW ABOUT YOU GUYS ... but when I'm away from home I do things I would never do in Denver!  My recent trip to Florida with a stop in the Keystone state before my return home is an example of my "AWAY BEHAVIOR."  I think it's a combination of things that lead me astray.  I'm away from the gf (no further explanation necessary).  I'm working (all work and no play makes Rod a dull boy).  I'm usually in unfamiliar surroundings and my sense of exploration is triggered (new people, new scenery (that can be the same as new people - haha!), new car (always a rental), new bed (hotels), new food (none of Nana's lasagna - boo!)).  You get the idea.  My sense of exploration was triggered the moment I got to DIA and reached a boiling point as soon as I got curbside at FLL.

THE SIGHT OF THIS GUY ... made it obvious I wasn't in Denver and it made me think it wasn't December, even though it was.  I couldn't wait to start exploring Florida.  If guys dress like this in December, then this is definitely where I want to be.  Caught the rental car shuttle, picked up my car and was at the hotel handing the keys to the valet, who I def gave a wink too.  Yeah buddy, I'm ready to get busy!  Check-in, then up to the 9th floor to the room.  A knock at the door and it was the valet who parked my rental.   He had my bags and asked if I needed anything else.  I couldn't resist the temptation!  I reached for his crotch (again, I would never be this bold at home!) and said "I sure would like to suck on this" as I gave his member a squeeze.  "Uhh ... I need to get back.  Don't have much time, know what I'm sayin?" he mumbled as I felt a twitch from his tool.  "This won't take long" I said as I dropped to my knees, opening his shorts (yeah, the valet/bellmen at the hotel wore shorts!).  I started with a back and forth sucking motion and he was at attention quickly.  Just as quickly, he pulled back enough to push his shorts down to his ankles.  So, Mr. "don't have much time" was def into it!  When I went down this time, I went to the base.  "Hell yeah, go for it" he encouraged.  "Mmmm ... dude, you're gonna make me cum ... shit ... heres my wad man .... ohhh".  It was over too quick for me.  But, when a mans not used to a good blowjob, it's rewarding to know it brought him to his peak, even if it was quickly.  He pulled up his shorts and almost ran from the room saying "I gotta get back"  as he went out the door.   As all cocksuckers know, some guys are uncomfortable after you've just got their nutt for them.  And, I did note the wedding band on the guys hand (it's especially symptomatic for str8 guys to be uncomfortable).   I hadn't been at the hotel for 20 mins. and I already had sucked off a total stranger, which only made the lust in me stronger.  It was time to go exploring!
Back down to the lobby ... and outside to get the car, I was surprised it was a different valet (probably a good thing).  I asked this valet where was a good place to grab a bite, just something quick.  He directed me to the nearest sub shop (you know me, I like the footlongs - teehee).  Grabbed a sandwich and a bottle of water and headed back to the beach.  It was not dark yet but would be soon and I wanted to check it out.  I was hoping to find a bathroom, but didn't see any.  I parked the car and headed to the beach.  Sat on the seawall and watched the surf, but there wasn't anyone on the beach.  It was more interesting to turn and watch all the shirtless men jogging along the seawall.  Dam, after the bottle of water, now I really did need to find a bathroom.  I walked across the street to a t-shirt shop and asked if they had a bathroom.  They didn't, but the guy told me where there was one.

Honestly, what would you do ... if you walked into a bathroom and saw a man standing at the urinal with his pants and his skivvies pulled down to his knees with his bare butt hanging out.  My sense of urgency to take a leak, took me right on by to a stall to piss! I did notice that he was frantically trying to pull his pants up quickly as I walked by.  I guess he wasn't expecting anyone to use the bathroom and I interrupted his task at hand (teehee).  After relieving my bladder, I stood there shaking Rod Jr.  and began wondering about the stranger.  Were he and Johnny Goodgrip havin' a goodtime?  Wanderlust, and Rod Jr. was now swollen.  Let the goodtimes roll, and I began fisting myself and moaning thinking about the valet I had gone down on earlier.  I'm sure the stranger could hear me, as I could now hear him echo my moans with his own. His moaning was clearly louder now and I turned to find the stranger was standing right outside the stall with the door open (in my rush to piss I hadn't locked the stall door).  His head thrown back and his wifebeater now pulled up over his head in the front revealing a treasure trail that led to his one-eye snake which he was fisting furiously with abandon.  Gooey gobs of pre-cum were hangin' on for dear life to the purple head of his trouser snake.  Dam, I knew if I didn't act soon, I wouldn't have the pleasure of  tasting the studs babygravy!  Instinct had me on my knees and that sword was jammed all the way down my throat so fast my head was spinning.  He grabbed the back of my head and wouldn't let go.  "I've got a 5 day load as your reward man ... you want it don't ya?" he shouted.   Then spitting on me, rubbing his spit thru my hair he continued the verbal abuse.  "You're gonna get it Cocksucker ...  I've been wanting some head and now here you are ... hang in there bro cuz here cums your reward ... fuck dude I'm about to whitewash your gullet ... yeah thats good ... thats so fucking good!  His hips thrust violently as he spewed shot after shot of manjuice right on past my gullet into my belly.

The time in warm Florida ... went by too fast.  Just as I thought I would be headed back to Denver, I got another assignment in Pennsylvania.  It was just a couple of days and I had so much lust left in me.  So, I was glad to not be going home. The flight from Fll was smooth even though the east was being swept by some rough weather.  A last minute booking at a hotel in a working class neighborhood was cool with me.  A new place to explore, without a rental car as I was to be picked up by a company vehicle for my work assignment.  My flight back to Denver had already been arranged and so when I finished in a half-day, I had an extra day and a half to kill.  The hotel was without a bar or restaurant, so I asked at the front desk where I could get some food and a drink (or two haha).  I walked a few blocks to a place that def qualified as a dive bar/restaurant.  It had its own charm.  A jukebox in the corner playing music from long ago, a big (very big) rough looking dude as bartender and his wife (or so I think) as the waitress, a rectangular bar, very dim lighting and booth style seating along one wall.  I settled into a booth ordering a burger and beer.  After my meal,  I moved to the bar picking a stool near the door.  I didn't mind being there but the bartender was less than friendly making me feel unwelcome.  I decided to finish my Jack & Coke and then walk back to the hotel when in walked a dude and sat down beside me.  About 6 foot solid built dark haired man 30ish with a shirt that said Jake over the breast pocket.  As he sat down he said hey to me and offered to buy me a drink.  "I haven't seen you round here" he said as he clinked my glass with his beer bottle.  After conversation and a couple of shots he invited me to his place around the corner for more drinks.  I was thinking "this could be good".  As we sat drinking at his place he kept grabbing his crotch and I was feeling no pain and I kept dropping hints.  Finally, I went all in.  Telling him I was the biggest Cocksucker he'd ever meet.   "Really, well we should go downstairs to the basement man" he replied.  I was feeling no pain as he led me downstairs.  He had some wild ideas and hell I did want to explore my lust.  I'll fast forward here, I ended up in a jumpsuit,

chained to the wall, my cock strapped up, with a dirty jock on my face.  The dude sucked me off while I was chained to the wall.

"AWAY BEHAVIOR" def not something I'd do if I was at home!

IN SEARCH OF THE BIG BUCK

Recently I went deer hunting with my buddy Mike and some of his buddies who I had never met.  I have known Mike for 6 years.  He is a Denver firefighter, divorced father of 2.  Btw, I have been sucking his cock on the DL for the past 5 years (yeah I was doing him before he was divorced!).  But, this trip was all about the hunt, at least that was what we both agreed before the trip.  Mike, his buddies Tim, Jake, Steve, Kyle and I all left Denver in a convoy of 4 wheel drive vehicles loaded with a large military tent, and all the gear we would need to spend a week in the Piceance Creek area of the White River National Forest.  We were IN SEARCH OF THE BIG BUCK. 
After a couple of days we had settled into a routine.  Rising early, watching for the deer to come down to feed in the meadow and drink from the watershed.  Back to camp to get something to eat ourselves, relax awhile and then in the eve again waiting patiently for the deer to eat and drink.  Kyle, a huge man, about 6 and a half feet tall and 240 lbs. I'd say,  was the first to bag a doe. And later that same day Jake got a nice 10 pt. buck.  That evening after sunset, we sat around the campfire celebrating Kyle and Jake's success passing around bottles of Jack and Jim, and chasing it with Coors.  I had learned a little about Mikes buddies. Steve, like Mike, is a firefighter, a lean man about 6 ft, probably 175 lbs or so.  Tim is an E.M.T. about my size, and like me has dark hair.  The other guys called us "twins" cause we look alot alike.  Kyle, "the big K", as all the other men called him, is a cop.  Jake, about 5' 10" 180 lbs is a stocky red-headed man, who works for Denver Parks and Rec., he is Kyles brother-in-law.
We were well lubricated and Mike started dropping hints about my "talent". I was shocked as Mike had always kept it between us, and I never violated his privacy by letting anyone know (even when he was a married man!).  Well, fast forward here, and Mike is now outright telling his buddies that "Rod (but he used my real name) is a COCKSUCKER with major oral skillz".  I was wasted, but with Mike being so talkative about me, I seemed to sober up quickly. I excused myself and went to the tent.  I took off my boots and crawled into my sleeping bag.  Laying there, thinking about how Mike, who I considered a best bud, had violated my secret.  I could hear laughter and voices outside the tent.  My thoughts began to drift and I was on the verge of either sleep or passing out from the excessive alcohol when suddenly I realized Kyle "the big K" was sitting on his sleeping bag next to me. 
"Hey man, it's cool with me if you suck dick" he said.  Groggy, I now noticed he had his member out, and was slowly stroking it as he sat there cross-legged right in front of me.  Is this real or a dream?   "Would you mind helping me with this?" he asked.  Dam, "the big K" was an appropriate nickname.  A legit 9+ and low hangers I noted,  as he switched from sitting cross-legged to a kneeling  position.  The alcohol had my head spinning now as this massive man knelt beside my sleeping bag.  I reached out and rubbed the head, no it wasn't a dream.  The head was wet with his eagerness.  "Mmmm" he moaned.  "A few days away from the wife and I'm so ripe" he whispered in a low tone. "I really need some help with it".  Instinct took over, and I quickly began slobbering all over that purple headed monster.  Then, I was headed down, down, down. Till that point where swallowing is all that's left. Then, I swallowed.  "Yeah champ, you got it now!" he grunted.  "Okay men, it's cool" he shouted.  WTF??
I noticed the others coming thru the opening of the tent.  Each of them unzipping and exposing their one eyed trouser snake as they circled around my sleeping bag. "Give it to him, big K!" Tim hollered.  "I told you he has skillz" said my buddy Mike.  "Holy Fuck, he is a dicklicker. I want some of that mouth" chimed in Steve. "I'm next" Jake countered. All the while never backing off the Big K's unit, I unzipped my bag and hunched on my knees in front of the giant man.  With Jake pushing against me, in a quick motion, I switched from the big K to Jakes now engorged tool. Then Steve, Tim, and even my buddy Mike had a go at riding my face.  I was in Knob Polishing heaven.  Five super horned drunk men in a feeding frenzy!  And me, a very hungry COCKSUCKER, ready to feast on their babygravy.
My head was pounding when I woke up.  The big K and Tim still asleep in their sleeping bags. I had to piss like a Russian Race Horse.  Rising (SLOWLY!), I stepped outside the tent to relieve myself.  Mike, Steve and Jake were sitting around drinking coffee.  "Hey dude, want some coffee?" Mike offered, as he poured a cup for himself.  "Yeah man, but first I gotta lighten the load on my bladder".  Steve and Jake laughed at my comment as I walked to the bushes behind the tent.  Hell yeah, it sure felt good to water the bushes.  I went back and had some coffee. 
Nobody in the group ever mentioned what had happened the night before.  Each guy got their prize before the trip was over as Mike, Tim, Steve and myself each bagged a deer in the next couple of days.  After we got back to Denver, I asked my buddy Mike why he had told the other men my secret.  "Your my buddy, I don't mind doing you a favor" he replied. "Besides, you did us a favor in return." He looked at me, then smiled and winked.  "Yeah buddy" was my reply.

A DOZEN GLORYHOLE DICKS!

GLORY DAZE

A DOZEN RANDOM DICKS AT THE GLORYHOLE:


39 MWM 6'1", 185lb, Athletic, Blond Hair This man is unstoppable. I cannot seem to keep this man satisfied. I think he would come every day if he could get away from the wife. The man has nearly tore the wall down every time he visits. I would like him to slow down and enjoy it more; not go at it like a hurricane. In spite of what sounds like complaining on my part, I enjoy the trust he places in me to take care of his needs.


32 6'3" 190 blond hair, awesome tool -- a real treat to service this man. A truly anonymous feeder he contacted me thru the website and has visited regularly for about a month. The first time he visited, he came back in an hour for a second blowjob. I noticed he left his phone number on my wall of fame -- saying he sucks cock too. Thats cool, I have no idea if any of my visitors have called him.


28, 5'10", 150lb, Athletic, Black Hair AWESOME NUTT! Some men are just the right chemistry. This man is my chemical match. I so enjoy being his cocksucker!


23, 5'7", 130lb, Slim, Blond Hair Little man with a HUGE dick. I was truly shocked the first time he put it thru the hole. He has visited twice as of this post.


35, 6'3", 180lb, Swimmer's build, Red Hair I could spend an hour (or more!) servicing this man. Unbelievable bod, incredible tool, and red hair has always been a weakness of mine!


47, 5'4", 135lb, Athletic, not sure about hair - always wears a hat. 47 and could pass for 37. I want more of his dick!


46, 5'11", 175lb, furry belly and chest, big tool, & a noisy cummer (which I like!).


35, 5'8", 150lb, 30w, Brown Hair and sweet treasure trail (he always takes all of his clothes off). A legit 9 incher uncut - shouts (literally) when he shoots.


36, 6'4", 190lb, Slim, Brown Hair another uncut cock. Shoots buckets of cum!


32, 6'3", 202lb, Beefy and furry (oh yeah!) always rockhard when he arrives. This man is another feeder who strips naked for service.


27 5'11", 174lb, Slim and furry This man visits Denver regularly and always stops in for head when he does. Being a selfish COCKSUCKER, I wish he would be here more often!


19 5'9" 150 lbs, slim, black hair This guy is so young looking, I was worried about him visiting the gh (he had sent me a pic - before his first visit). He has now been visiting for over a year, so he's obviously not 19 anymore. He has really progressed as a feeder. He use to cum within a couple of minutes. Now he lasts alot longer and has gotten very verbal. Its cool to see a young man grow sexually.

I'VE BECOME A ...

I have been sucking so much dick that I haven't posted anything. It's time I let you know whats going on. I recently signed up and placed an ad on an internet site I had previously ignored. I won't name the site, but it has had alot of "problems" in the past. So, I was ignoring it. It has been good to me! Really good to me. As of this post, it has brought nearly two dozen visitors to Glory Daze in just about a week! Only one of those guys was a "complete jerk" and one other was maybe not compatible (more about those men - in future posts). Now, I regret what I had heard about the website delayed my placing an ad there!

Enough about that. I have totally shifted into MANWHORE GEAR and to be more specific COCKWHORE; and its affecting my behavior constantly. Let me tell you about my COP ENCOUNTER.

I was out the other day doing some business. I had gone to the bank. As I got out of the Bronco I noticed a policeman getting out of his car about 20 feet in front of me. Oh shit! Yeah Buddy just what you'd think: there was a stirring in my pants and as I walked by the parked car I noted the words "Sworn to protect - Dedicated to serve". Now this is different than Denver Police which has the words "To Serve and Protect" on the side of their cars. It was a Glendale Police Vehicle. "Dedicated to serve" kept running thru my mind. Then when I entered, he (the policeman) was standing at the elevators. Instead of going thru the doors into the bank lobby I found myself standing at the elevators also. "Hello" he said. "Hi, how are you?" was my response as he stepped into the elevator with me following. "I gotta piss something serious" he laughed, as he said it. Whoa! I wasn't expecting that. I was at a loss for words. And I just stood there as he pushed 7. "Where you headed?" he asked. "What? oh seven" I stuttered. DING the elevator arrived at the 7th floor. "After you" he said. As I stepped out I saw a sign "RESTROOMS" with an arrow pointing left. Quickly, I turned left and figured I'd duck into the restroom (momentarily forgetting his "piss something serious" comment). As I walked into the bathroom, I realized he was behind me. Stepping up to the urinal I stuggled to get it out ,as it was now rockhard. And, in a clear violation of mensroom rules, the cop stepped up to the urinal right next to me! Shifting closer to the urninal in hopes that he wouldn't see my condition - I stared str8 ahead. The only thing I could hear besides my heart pounding was his steady stream hitting the urinal.
"Yeah, thats good, right buddy" he said. With my eyes locked on the wall, "Dedicated to serve" ran thru my mind. Laughing nervously, I replied "How do you spell relief? P-I-S-S". He said "Only thing better than a good piss is a good blowjob!". Phuk is this cop wanting my throat? "Dedicated to serve" in my mind again. "Dedicated to serve" I couldn't help it, trying to sneak a peek at his johnson out of the corner of my eye. Dam! That didn't work there was no way to see it without turning my head so I did. He had a big smile on his face and then I glanced down. Gawd Dam! He was wavin' it all around. "Dedicated to serve" My knees were weak. "Dedicated to serve" I slowly ran my tongue across my lips. "That's right, only thing better than a good piss is a good blowjob" he repeated. "Dedicated to serve" Phuk this cop wants it and quickly I dropped to my knees. He turned placing it right in my face. "Dedicated to serve" I opened wide and went down on him right there in the 7th floor bathroom of the Wells Fargo Bank Building. Just as quickly he was at full mast, and I throated his member for as long as I could. Then, backed off working his shaft up and down.

Now, this is not the first law enforcement officer I've done. I've got several who are regular visitors at Glory Daze. But, this was different than a gloryhole blowjob. He grabbed the back of my head and the more I tried to pull up, he was extremely forceful shoving it deep. Now any Cocksucker worth anything will tell you he has no gag reflex. But you go to hell for lying. Some guys will say breathe thru your nose; yeah right! The throat contains both an air passage (the wind pipe) and a food passage (the esophagus). During swallowing, the epiglottis folds back to cover the entrance to the larynx, preventing food and drink from entering the windpipe. If these passages were both open when a person swallowed, air could enter the stomach and food could enter the lungs. Part of the safety hatch that seals off the windpipe is the "epiglottis," a little valvelike cartilage, which works with the larynx to act as a lid every time we swallow. Even if you breathe thru the nose when swallowing the epiglottis will prevent your lungs from getting air. Okay, I'm done with the Anatomy 101 lesson. I needed desperately to come up for air and this man kept forcing me and saying "Don't give out on me now cocksucker, here comes your reward!" And with that he shot gobs of goo and I could feel it slide down into my belly.
Relieved it was over, he still didnt allow me to cum up for air till I got every last drop. With tears running down my cheeks, when I finally came up for air "Dedicated to serve" ran thru my mind as I looked up at him and smiled. "Dedicated to serve" I said "and if you want a repeat hit me up" as I reached for my wallet and handed him my calling card. He has not been to Glory Daze yet, but I hope he does visit! I'm such a CockWhore.

I KNOW ITS COMING ... SO WHY FIGHT IT

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HORNY FOOTBALL FANS

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