This is a story I haven't told to a soul until now. Keeping these thoughts bottled up inside simply wasn't right. This story is about one of my very first gay sex experiences.

About myself: I was a skinny, tall white man and nineteen years old. Since I was new to exploring gay encounters, one day after work, intense horniness hit me. So, I found myself scrolling through Craigslist, nude in my bed.

I was so horny that I would have done pretty much anything in that exact moment. I saw a personal’s listing on craigslist from an older man who was 60 years old and his 30-year-old male partner. It said that they were both looking for a third to suck on the older man’s dick. I responded to the email saying I would absolutely suck the man's dick.

We chatted over email for a while, and they insisted on a face picture. Being so horny, I sent one immediately. Then, I got an address. It was a significant distance—maybe 40 miles, but that wouldn't stop me. I told them I'd bathe first, then head over.

I took a long bath, shaved everything, and cleaned myself thoroughly. I dressed in white pajama bottoms (with no underwear), and wore a shirt.

I headed out, texting them updates along the way. Back then, Apple Maps was terrible, and I ended up going to the wrong address. Luckily, it was only wrong by a neighborhood or so. After a while, I reached the correct area. It was just an intersection in a neighborhood, but standing outside an old house was a large, old man. The house itself was about a century old and deceptively small.

He started calling out to me, and I walked toward him. As I got closer, he asked, "Are you here to suck my cock?"

I immediately replied, "Yes." He then instructed me to walk into the first room of the house and get totally naked.

I was incredibly excited now. This was actually happening. A nervous flutter started in my stomach. The house was overflowing with stuff; honestly, it looked like a hoarder had lived there. In the first bedroom I entered, there was a giant bed tucked into the corner, and sitting on it was a thirty-year-old man. I kicked off my shoes and pulled down my white pajama pants, flicking my shirt over my shoulders, but somehow, the other two men were already nude and ready. Now all of us were completely nude.

The old man was sitting on the bed, leaning on some pillows with his legs spread open, and the 30-year-old man's face was next to the old man’s cock, but they didn’t do anything. They just looked at me until I lay down in the spot they made for me.

I immediately lay down in the spot, and the older man's cock was right in my face. The old man seemed to have a micropenis. I didn’t even know a penis could be that small. He had so much pubic hair that I had to use my tongue to find his actual penis buried in the bush. I started sucking him while he got a good look at my teenage ass cheeks.

This felt so wrong. This guy was definitely old enough to be my dad. What would my family think if they saw me like this?

The old man grasped my head and shoved it down onto his cock. I distinctly remember his crotch smelling strongly of soap—at least he had taken care of himself. I paused, and then the thirty-year-old man started sucking the older man's dick. I took my turn, focusing on the old man's hairy balls. Then it was my time again to suck on his penis. We alternated, sucking on his cock until I felt it growing larger under my tongue. The old man definitely liked me.

I couldn't help it. The horniness was too much. My own cock had never been this fully erect in my entire life. I started humping the bed compulsively, lost in the moment. Then, while sucking the old man's cock, a sudden realization hit me: there was another cock right in my face—the thirty-year-old man's.

This wasn't part of the plan, but my horniness was too great to refuse, so I immediately shoved it into my mouth. It was the largest cock I had ever seen, even to this day.

The old man took control, holding my head down onto the younger man's dick and instructing me to suck it. I deepthroated it as best I could, but it only slid down halfway. I felt like a total slut. I always thought I could handle any cock, but not this one. This went on for a while, but the fear of him busting made me stop. I was terrified of swallowing cum at this point in my life—honestly, I would have preferred someone to cum in my ass!

After this, I lay on my back with my head near the edge of the bed and I spread my legs open. I wanted to take both of them at the same time. After a while, the old man put his penis in my mouth. I remember opening my eyes and seeing the folds of his crotch skin. Lucky old man, he got to be one of the few men to see my fully erect penis.

After a while, he stopped, and I sat up. Both men began dressing. It was getting late; maybe the man's wife was heading home? I wasn't sure.

Honestly, I would have been willing to stay the entire night and let both of them fuck me as much as they wanted, any way they wanted to, and even call in sick to work the next day, though whether I would have swallowed the cum is a whole other question.

As I left, both men stayed behind. I can't help but remember spitting out the old man's pubic hair from my mouth during the drive home. I think I saw a computer in the room so maybe I was being recorded, but they definitely have a picture of my face.

Now my secret is out in the open. It has been a pleasure to write this story—I even summoned a bit of excitement just sitting here and typing it out. I don't have gay encounters anymore, but it's one of those defining things that happened to me when I was younger.

That was quite the experience. I didn't have another gay encounter for a whole year after that. Maybe I’ll write a story about that one too.