I’d never played with a cock bigger than 9 inches before, but it wasn’t that thick of a 9 inches. When you’re working the receiving side of a gloryhole, the thickness is really what gets in the way of taking the meat you’re servicing balls deep. The 9 inch Daddy that would come see me for service was bigger than my ideal size, but it’s always been hard for me to turn down married meat in need. Give me a nice 7 inch cock, and I’ll make it shoot all day, bigger cocks get to be a task instead of fun.
This was before I was married, in the days of Craigslist fun. I’d built a wooden gloryhole that I could put in a doorway. It was sturdy, sturdy enough to not worry about it moving if the guy getting serviced was a hip thruster. Sturdy enough that I could back up on it and let the right cocks fuck me.