Glenn and Zack Dear readers: this is a true account. As always, please support Nifty.
I'm still smiling six hours later.
My sometime buddy Glenn -- a 28 year old Grindr guy -- finally invited me to his new house, a wonderfully authentic 18th century farmhouse at the top of a hill with stunning vistas. He moved a month ago and we've been frustrated getting together. He's in an almost-sexless relationship with a 22 year old kid I call junior. Glenn is perpetually horny since he rarely gets anything at home and I've become his regular go-to daddy for relief.
Normally, we meet once or twice a month at his place, where I provide a soothing erotic massage, or a quick blow and go on a couch. He loves getting rimmed but doesn't want to bottom (at least for me). His fantasy for some time has been to have a threesome with a young Twink.
Today his fantasy (and mine) came true.
I got to his place midday, after a frustrating series of delays all day. He was naked on the back porch and I dropped to my knees to swallow his soft cock. Despite my best efforts, he remained soft and I though he might be too stoned to respond. He perked up when I held his balls in my mouth and rubbed his hole with a spit-lubed finger. Suddenly, he stood up and led me into the living room where he bent over the arm of an overstuffed couch and presented his delicious ass. I knelt, spread his cheeks and devoured his hole. He was very responsive, his cock getting instantly hard, and he brushed my mouth away when I sucked him from behind.
A car drove by one the rural road and stopped. Glenn stood and looked concerned.
"Junior?' I asked, prepared to leave through a side door if needed.
"No, I invited a 18 year old Twink to join us," he casually said. "I told him I had a sexy daddy who will suck and rim him. Then you can leave and I will have some alone time."
I wasn't in a position to complain as the kid tapped on the porch door window. He was adorable: 6'2", maybe 140 pounds, all legs and ears and big brown eyes. He looked like a young colt. He was clearly nervous but eager. Glenn was naked and semi-hard; I was dressed with tented green shorts (going commando, as always) with work boots and a grey t-shirt.
Glenn pulled me down on his cock and ordered the boy to undress. I watched as he dropped his track shorts to reveal a lovely soft 5-inch cock hanging over his 18-year-old boy balls, whispy pubes and the thinnest treasure trail snaking from his incredibly thin waist. I'd be surprised if his waist was more than 27 inches, and his hairless stomach and chest were almost translucent. His face -- the definition of farm boy adorable -- had a short fringe of dark beard and mustache, wide-set brown eyes, and a thatch of dark brown hair. I moaned around Glenn's cock, then spit it out and inhaled the boy's cock. He shivered but remained soft, his clean boy smell filling my nostrils. I caressed his perky bum and ran my hands upon and down his very long hairy legs.
Glenn drew him into a kiss and his legs shook as I held his balls in my mouth, running my finger up and down his hairy crack.
"Daddy wants to lick your ass," Glenn told him and he obediently walked over to the nearby staircase and bent over. Deciding I was overdressed, I dropped my shorts and tore off my t-shirt. I knelt behind him, spread his cheeks and licked his boy hole with a long slurp before probing my tongue deep inside. He whimpered and shivered. Glenn climbed the stairs above him and fed him his dripping hard cock. After a few minutes, Glenn disengaged and asked the boy if he wanted to smoke some weed. He stood and nodded yes. He'd barely spoken a word.
Glenn went out on the porch and I held the boy back. "What's your name?"
"Zack," he whispered.
"Nervous?"
"A little," he admitted.
Glenn poked his head around the door. "Here," he offered, holding out the bowl of pot, "this will help."
I don't smoke, drink or use any drugs, but I'm not judgmental. I watched as his eyes hazed over as he held the smoke. I stroked his limp cock and ran my hand over his tiny butt. We heard cars on the nearby road and stepped off the porch into a little alcove of the building. They continued to smoke as I sucked one then the other -- finally getting both in my mouth as they kissed. Zack's colt-like legs shivered and shook as I licked and sucked their cocks before they both pulled back.
"Time to go upstairs?" I asked. Glenn took Zack's hand and led the way to a large second-floor bedroom with an unmade large bed. Zack laid back, splaying his long hairy legs. Glenn leaned in for a kiss and I latched onto Zack's still soft cock. Over the next 15 minutes we tried a number different positions. Mostly I had my mouth on Zack's cock and my finger up his hot hole. He liked that.
Glenn took over sucking for a while and I held Zack in my arms.
"Do you want his cock in you?" I asked.
Zack looked at me with his doe-like eyes and shrugged his shoulders.
"I've never been fucked. I don't know," he said.
"Have you fucked other boys?" I asked.
He nodded his head yes.
"Would you like to try getting fucked?" I asked again.
He gave me a blank stare and then moaned as Glenn took his mouth off of Zack's now 8-inch man cock. It was pure alabaster, hard as a tree limb, and leaking pre-cum.
Glenn looked at me and said "You have five minutes. Do what you want. Then I want some alone time with him. Zack looked at me for instructions, so I asked him to sit astride my legs, put his balls on mine, and jerk off together. Glenn watched as we fondled each other. I asked Glenn to put his dripping cock in my mouth and saw Zack get hard as he watched me suck Glenn.
I wasn't ready to cum and I wanted to watch them.
"Have fun," I told Glenn. "I'm going to stand here and watch for a few minutes, then leave you alone."
"Ok," Glenn said. Zack looked a little scared but also a little relieved as Glenn put him on his back and began making love to him. Kissing him, stroking him, licking his nipples, then getting between his legs and bending over to suck his cock again.
I stood there along side the bed, jerking my extremely hard cock, getting close as I watched them enter their own world of passion. Zack was hard again and I watched Glenn swallow all 8 inches. Zack looked at me and gave me a hazy smile. He licked his lips and looked me in the eye and moaned.
I shot a handful of my steamy cum into my right hand, standing on my toes as my cock spit out six or seven spurts. I found some tissues on the other side of the bed and mopped up my mess. Then I turned and nodded and waved at Zack as I walked out the bedroom door. He smiled and nodded back, then closed his eyes and moaned again.
I walked naked through the house, finally found a sink where I could wash up. I gathered my discarded clothes and dressed and walked onto the porch to realize my work boots were still upstairs in the bedroom. I crept upstairs and found Zack kneeling on the bed, Glenn had obviously been rimming him and was about to place his hard uncut cock on Zack's hole.
"Sorry, guys, forgot my boots," I stammered. Zack gave me a cute smile and then bent over.
I was hard again when I got in my truck, envisioning the next few minutes.
A half hour later, Glenn messaged me: "I fucked him silly."
Glenn provided all of the details, which I'll leave to your imagination. Suffice to say that Zack is no longer a virgin.
That he shot his load all over his belly while Glenn was fucking him.
That Glenn wants to get fucked by Zack.
The Glenn wants me to fuck Zack and leave a load as lube.
That Zack wants to get together again.
And I'm invited.
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