Date: Fri, 08 Dec 2023 16:08:33 +0000 From: StoryTime Subject: Search the List Gay adult/youth Search the List Dear Reader. The following story contains strong language and explicit scenes of sex between adults and boys under 18 years old. If you are offended by this kind of material then please leave this page now. Please donate to nifty using the link https://donate.nifty.org/ if you are able to do so and help keep this page available for all to enjoy. Thank you. Please email your comments to specialtales@proton.me Below are the links to my other stories on Nifty https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/adult-youth/the-life-of-a-small-town-paperboy/ https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/adult-youth/will-you-love-me/ https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/highschool/jose-gets-a-mouthful https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/adult-youth/at-the-fishing-hole https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/highschool/ride-the-stallion https://new.nifty.org/stories/the-boys-in-the-neighborhood-41769/ https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/adult-youth/3xmas This is a story from a long time ago, back in the days of Craigslist with its personal section. I was cruising the male-seeking male section and not finding anything exciting until I found a listing titled "Two males seek a third for fun." I clicked on it to read the post. "Smooth younger male and hairy daddy looking for a third for some evening fun at our place." I'm bi and fucked my share of men and women, but never been with more than one person. On impulse, I clicked on "respond" and sent an email. "Hi, two guys, I'm interested in getting together. I'm open to almost anything. Let me know the time and place. Regards, bi-guy" I received a response in twelve minutes. As I opened the email, I kind of hoped for a picture--no such luck. "Hi bi-guy, Jack and Dave here. How about 7:30 pm tonight at (I blocked out the address). Jack and Dave" I sentaquickresponse. "See you then. Bruce" Shit, I only had an hour and a half to get ready. I jumped in the shower and scripted my pits, balls, and butt. I also trimmed up my pubes. That always makes me hard, but a cold water blast took care of my boner. I'm an average guy. Forty-two years old, Dix foot tall, 175 pounds, a cut six inches with heavy low hangers. Pretty average in the looks department. I went commando under a pair of sweatpants and a t-shirt on top. I rang the doorbell five minutes early. My old man taught me that five minutes early is on time. A guy a few years older than me opened the door. He was dressed much like I was. "Bruce?" He asked. "I'm Dave. Come in." He stepped back, and I passed through the doorway and into the living room. It's a typical suburban living room--a big TV and stereo system on one wall and a bigger L-shaped coach on the other. "Have a seat. Jack is finishing his shower and will join us in a few minutes. Can I get you a drink? Beer, maybe?" "No thanks. I don't drink." "Good for you. I don't either. Jack likes a quick small shot before we get going. I'll get it ready for him. Make yourself comfortable." The coach was comfortable, and I relaxed into it. Dave was back in a minute. He set a shot glass with a small amount of fluid on a small table behind me. He sat on the couch opposite me. "Tell me, Bruce, what are you into?" "Into?" "You know," he replied while he grabbed his crotch. I laughed. "You know, fuck and suck. I like kissing, too." He slid around to sit by me. One hand reached under my shirt to play with my nipples as the other hand slid into the top of my pants. "Nice," he breathed out as he felt me up. "May I see it?" I kicked off my shoes as he pulled my pants down. I was a full mast. "Very nice," he said as he leaned in to take my manhood in his mouth. He was a good cock sucker. After a few minutes, I pushed him off and said, "My turn." He stood and dropped his pants. Seven inches of uncut man cock bounced in front of my face. I took hold of his shaft in one hand and fondled his big balls with the other. He was leaking pre already. "Ah, here is Jack," he said before I could get going on him. I turned but could only see Jack's back. I watched him tip his head back and drink the shot. He turned around to face me. I was shocked when I realized Jack was a younger guy. I mean a hairless boy. His dick was hard but not long. His balls hung loose, but there wasn't any hair down there. "How old are you?" "Old enough to do you. How do you like it? Mouth or ass? I'll take or give it either way." The kid hopped over the couch and dropped to his knees. Before I could react, he had my dick in his mouth. I was so shocked I didn't notice Dave reach under my arms and push his dick in my crack. He whispered, "Enjoy the boy. He lives for sex. Jack, pull off so our guest and help him sit." "Yes, Daddy." Jack kept his mouth inches from my sloppy dick as he pushed my hips back. I sat on the couch, and the boy went to all fours. "How old are you, Jack?" The boy turned to look at Dave, who nodded once. Just before he engulfed my dick, he said, "Eleven." "He knows what he is doing, Bruce. Enjoy his mouth while I open him up. Don't cum in his mouth." I watched Dave kneel behind Jack. He ran his big cockhead up and down the boy's crack stopping and pushing on what I assumed was his hole. Jack pushed back against him but kept sucking me. "Are you ready, son? I'm going in." I saw the boy push against his father's cock. After a moment, Dave slipped all the way in. Jack didn't stop working on me. In fact, he reached up with one hand to play with my diamond-hard nipples. I watched Dave pull out until his fat dick head was close to coming out before pushing back in. Jack held his ground. After a few minutes, I put my hands on Jack's head. "Better pull off. I'm close to shooting." "Perfect," said Dave as he pulled out of Jack. "Would you like to play train?" "Train?" "Yes, train. You fuck Jack, and I fuck you. We can have Jack warm up your man pussey first." In no time at all, I was bent over the couch with the boy's slim dick in my ass. It felt like a big finger. The kid knew what he was doing. He would lightly pass over my prostate every third or so thrust. "I think he's ready, Jack." Jack pulled out of me and bent over the couch. I lined up behind him and entered his still-tight ass. Dave pushed me down on top of the boy and plugged my hole. It was hard to set a rhythm, but we eventually found one. My balls were slapping into the boy's tighter sack as Dave's slapped against mine. I stroked Jack as I fucked him. "I'm gonna fill your ass, Bruce," shouted Dave as he buried himself all the way in me. I felt his dick pulse half a dozen times. That pushed me over the edge, and I went balls deep into Jack. It was the best cum I had in a long time. I was surprised as the boy's dick twitched, and some fluid covered my fingers. "Daddy," Jack yelled, "I made a wet cum." "Good job, my boy. I told you it might be soon. Bruce, carefully pull out of Jack. I want to eat your load out of him. Clamp down as I pull out of you. We can let Jack have my load. You have the honor of licking his fingers and dick off. Somehow, we disengaged without covering the floor with cum. I slipped onto the couch, and the boy went after my ass like a starving person. I heard Dave working over Jack's ass. "His ass tastes good, Daddy." "So does your, Jack. Let Bruce suck your dick and fingers." Jack's little cum shot was watery with not a lot of flavor. It was still an honor to eat his first load. I made sure his dick and balls we clean, too. We moved around to sit next to each other on the couch. Jack was between us. He reached over to play with our dicks. I played with his deflated little cock. "Did you enjoy that, Bruce?" "I sure the fuck did." "What do you think, Jack, shall we invite Bruce back?" "Oh, yes l, Daddy. Maybe he can stay tonight." Dave and I exchanged a look. "I'll be ready to go again in a couple of hours. I'd like a go at your ass and also suck him off."