With all due respect, there are probably lots of things that take place in Wisconsin, and the world at large, outside of your particular world experience.
While I’m sure that is true, public restrooms are not outside of my “world experience”, I assure you.
However I will not belabor the point, perhaps you frequented adult bookstores or swinger’s clubs as a child and therefore your experiences were different from mine.
Dad?
Not since your mother remarried.
Mathochist, I enjoyed your link, which really told me more about this phenomonon than I realized I wanted to know. But I thought I’d warn everybody, though, that it’s NOT work-safe! You might want to notify a mod and have them edit your post to reflect that.
One thing from the link I found a bit odd: “If you are a married guy and want to tell the other guy you are married, stick your ring finger through.” Why would you want to notify the other guy you’re married? Under these circumstances (sex that is as anonymous as it’s possible to get), why would it matter?
Here’s some handy advice from the link: “You can get into some real trouble by just shoving your penis through the gloryhole uninvited.” Words to live by, really.
Also, “It is discourteous to cum on the middle of the booth floor and leave without cleaning up.”
WAAAAAALLTT!!!
How about your drop the personal insults? You think I’m a liar? How about you surf on over to cruisingforsex.com
Warning! This URL is definitely not worksafe! Do not go to this site if you’re sqeamish about seeing some nudie guy sex ads. It’s not a direct link to porn, but you are going to get the sex ads. Just add an http to the front of:
://listings.cruisingforsex.com/cfs/index.php?file=l&l=no&o=0&m_id=&m_name=&r_id=WI&r_name=Wisconsin&sex=SPEC&sex%5B%5D=AYOR
This is a listing of public places only. I eliminated the adult bookstores and swinger’s clubs that according to you, I frequented as a child.
Once the page loads, hit ctrl+f and type in “glory.” Amuse yourself.
If you don’t want to look, then you’ll have to take my word for it. It includes listings for: Appleton, Ashland, Baldwin, Bayfield, Brookfield, Cameron, Cedarburg, Columbus, Conover, Cudahy, Cumberland, Eagle River, East Troy, Eau Claire, Egg Harbor, Fond du Lac, Gillett, Gotham, Green Bay, Greendale, Hayward, Iron River, Ixonia, Janesville, Kansasville, Kenosha, LaCrosse, Lomira, Lublin, Madison, Manitowoc, Marion, Menomonie, Milwaukee, Minocqua, Monroe, Neenah, Oconto, Oshkosh, Owen, Pewaukee, Redgranite, Rhinelander, River Falls, Royalton, Sheboygan, Sparta, St. Croix Falls, Stevens Point, Superior, Tomahawk, Two Rivers, Washburn, Waukesha, Wausau, Wauwatosa, West Allis, Westboro, Westfield, Whitewater, Wisconsin Dells, and Wittenberg.
I’m sure this one website’s listings aren’t all-inclusive. Are you still sure you’re living in the same Wisconsin you thought you were living in?
Do you feel better for that rant, levdrakon?
Ah. Honestly, I didn’t think of that.
Then again, what are people doing reading up on the Straight Dope about anonymous gay sex at work?
Yes, that is exactly the appeal.
Another report from the front. I’m old enough to have seen - and occasionally used - plenty of GHs, from the mid-60s to the early 80s.
You have to put your mind back to the time before AIDS, when the “sexual revolution” was at its peak. Unlike previous generations, we considered ourselves free of moralistic “shoulds” concerning many things, especially sexual behavior. And it was the early years of anything resembling a “gay community,” when sexual and substance experimentation was the norm. And there was no real negative consequence to hold us back; the worst thing that could happen (or so we thought) was a trip to the VD clinic. (I was one of the lucky ones: I’ve never had any kind of STD.)
It was an edgier time, plus we were all so young. It was so easy to get caught up in that scene and, like young people everywhere, we were very dismissive of the risks involved. And it seemed that there were GHs everywhere. I went to Ohio State in the late 60s, and I think they were in every building on campus. There, and later in NYC, I’ve seen them in department stores, restaurants, libraries, bus stations, just about any place that had a public restroom. And of course the gay bars and clubs.
Their appeal was their anonymity. It was a way of just getting off, without having to deal with all the other crap. Maybe you just couldn’t find someone; maybe you didn’t feel very attractive; maybe you were in a hurry. Or maybe you were married and closeted. Or maybe you were older and considered undesirable. The GHs leveled the playing field (well, except for size queens).
And there was a certain element of danger that made the adrenelin (and other hormones) start pumping. We all know how horny - and irresponsible - young guys can be. If straight guys had something like this, the dating scene would be greatly dimished.
You know, the most lurid description I have ever read of the overheated gay scene during the period you are describing was in a book by conservative commentator/speechwriter David Frum (the one who coined the phrase “axis of evil” for GWB") – I think it was in How We Got Here: The '70s – http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B000BB7CZE/qid=1137206513/sr=8-2/ref=pd_bbs_2/102-7700619-9802506?n=507846&s=books&v=glance. He went on and on about a gay club in SF where everybody could get in one big “pig pile” on a huge bed, and not even know who you were sucking on at the moment, and about guys waiting for an anonymous fist to be thrust deep into, etc., etc.
The overall tone of the description was of moralistic horror – but given the obsessive level of detail, I would not be at all surprised if Frum were typing it with one hand. 
Lighten up, Francis. I aimed no insults at you.
I did exactly as you suggested on that page and I got 5 results for the word “glory”.
3 of them referred to the same truck stop in Fond du lac and referred to the fact that there WERE NO glory holes there
#4 referred to a rest stop in Lomira and it says “has the beginnings of a gloryhole started” Sorry, I don’t count that as a gloryhole
#5 referred to another rest stop in Cameron and says “Restrooms are closed for repairs, Hopefully, they put in some gloryholes!” So I guess there aren’t any there either.
Looks like I am, thanks!
I don’t think what he said was a personal insult. He even amended his comment with this:
However, if you feel it was, please go ahead and report it!
By that second quote, I meant he was joking and had decided not to take it seriously.
So when you read “stopped here last week and the gloryholes were all covered with metal. No action,” this means to you that you were right. There are no, and never were gloryholes in Wisconsin.
Oh, okay. Kiddo, most places probably don’t want their bathroom associated with gloryhole public sex action, and I wouldn’t expect to be able to find a huge, reliable listing of each and every one. What with the internet making anonymous sex so easy to find, it wouldn’t surprise me that gloryholes are less common now anyway. Plus there’s the AIDS thing. Even if I had been visiting gloryholes as a child, I’d probably have quit by the mid-80’s.
Do you mean if you solicit action and then decide you’re not interested, or if some guy just pops his gopher in the hole with no apparent provocation?
If it’s the latter, I know of one case–no glory hole, but the same idea. A friend of mine in college, let’s call him George, was sitting in a bathroom doing his business, when he idly tapped his foot. The guy in the next stall tapped his foot. George, confused, tapped his foot again. Next thing you know, the guy from the next stall was on the floor, halfway under the partition, rubbing his exposed you-know-what. George shrieked in horror. (Yep, he actually admitted that he was so surprised that he shrieked.) The guy in the next stall immediately realized he had made a mistake, zipped up, and got out of there.
I’d imagine that if you were in a place where you knew that type of action sometimes occurred, you might respond according to some etiquette. But if you totally weren’t expecting it, you’d probably be extremely surprised, and your natural response would be to shriek like George or to yell “what the hell are you doing!?”
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Do you mean if you solicit action and then decide you’re not interested, or if some guy just pops his gopher in the hole with no apparent provocation?
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Someone earlier in the thread said that protocol is for a finger to poke through first. I’m a woman so I don’t expect this will ever happen to me anyway, but it’s nice to know “the gopher” doesn’t usually show up unannounced.
I’d pay good money to hear shrieks coming from the men’s room. REAL good money. That’s hilarious!
Shit. Sorry 'bout the coding.
Back in the early '80’s I remember going to an art cinema in Boston and seeing “Taxi zum Clo”, German for “Taxi to the Toilet”, which depicted the use of such an orifice and other mountings. As the iMdb review states, once you see the movie, you will never forget it.
For the review, not the action, see
Ha-ha, apparently there’s also an ocean canyon called the Glory Hole. One of my friends told me he was planning on going to the “Glory Hole” during his vacation. I scratched my head and said, “What?”… I’m not into deep water fishing and was very confused by his plans.