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Opinion: Sometimes a Cigar Is Just a Cigar, Even When I Smoke It Through a Glory Hole

Freud definitely called it back in the day: everywhere you look, we’re surrounded by phallic symbols. And, subconsciously, we’re all drawn to these penile stand-ins. But Freud also said that “sometimes a cigar is just a cigar,” because not everything is about sex all the time.

I agree with him on this. Like this cigar here? It’s just a cigar. Even if I am smoking it through this truck stop bathroom glory hole.

To be clear, I don’t want to slutshame anyone. If you want to go down on some anonymous D in a filthy public location, go to town! Just make sure you suck random dick safely and with consent! But engaging in anonymous sex acts is not something I secretly fantasize about, consciously or subconsciously. I just enjoy smoking a cigar without being able to see the other end or the smoke coming out. And the easiest way I can think of to do that is to have someone slide one of these bad boys into a glory hole for me.

I also just like seeing how much of this huge Cuban I can fit into my mouth and down my throat. You know, for fun!

I realize that smoking a cigar through a glory hole might be a sexual thing for some people. Fetishes come in all shapes and sizes, and maybe someone gets off on smoking stogies this way. If that’s you then hey, more power to ya! That’s just not me. It’s not a sex thing. I just want to smoke cigars for the sake of smoking cigars and I want to do it through a glory hole. And maybe sometimes I like to put on a blindfold and not ask any questions and just trust that the person on the other side is going to put a cigar in the glory hole (like I implied!) and not something else that I won’t recognize until I get my lips around it.

Because who doesn’t like a surprise every once and a while!

So yeah, sometimes a cigar is just a cigar and the reason I am at this glory hole is to smoke cigars. But if anyone here does want to get deepthroated, feel free to meet me out back where I can see you and I’ll blow you to high heaven, especially if you kind of remind me of my mom.