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Secluded Beach (mm)
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SECLUDED BEACH (M/M)
I had chosen to go to UCSD because of its great climate and proximity to
the ocean. One afternoon while walking along the bluffs in Torrey Pines,
I came across a steep hidden trail leading down to a tiny cove. I worked
my way down carefully to a sandy beach. To my delight I found this little
cove inaccessable from the beach from either side except at low tide.
I told no one about my secret place, and every free afternoon when the fog
lifted, I would fill a knapsack with a beach towel and food and descend to
my little cove.
I loved the ocean. The roar of the crashing waves, the salty smell - And
here in my hideaway I could take of all my clothes and stand at the edge
of the sea feeling the spray and sea breezes on my body.
Today I felt especially free and I sat naked in the surf letting the warm
water cascade over me. After an invigorating swim, I went back to lie on
my towel, and look out at the vast blue expanse and daydream.
I was started out of my reverie by a ?Hi, nice place you?ve got here? I
looked up to see a handsome dark haired young man staring down at me. All
he had on was a pair of tight cutoffs and timberlines. He was lean and
lanky and the persperation on his rugged chest accentuated his deep tan.
I stared up at him with my mouth agape. He chuckled and with his eyes
fastened on my ass said, ?I guess this beach is clothing optional.? I
laughed and offered him a can of soda. He stood over me and gulped it
down, still staring at my ass.
I told him that the water was great. ?That?s good,? he replied, ?Maybe
that?s what I need, I feel real hot right now.? and he patted the bulge in
his crotch as he looked at me. ?But first I?ve got this exercise
routine?. I was a little unnerved that he was coming on so strong to me,
but here we were all alone and he had such a great body. I lit a joint to
relax, and watched his workout. He did a bunch of situps, which showed
off his taut abs.
Pot always arouses me and when he started doing pushups, I remembered how
hard he stared at my ass, and I wondered how it would feel to be
underneath him as he went up and down. He noticed me watching and every
time he dropped down he would look over me and grind his hips into the
sand before lifting back up. I became thrilled by his boldness. Here I
was stoned on pot, alone with a horny stud on a secluded beach, showing
off his strength and stamina, I started to shiver. My own cock grew hard,
when I thought about what he wanted.
He finished his routine with some stretching exercises and walking on his
hands. He stopped when he was a few feet away, did a flip and landed
onhis feet. I said ?Bravo?. He smiled took a deep bow and bent down to
unlace his boots. While looking at me he unbuttoned his jeans, and pulled
them down.
There he stood over me in tight white cotton briefs with a huge bulge at
his crotch. It was my turn to stare, and he obliged by rubbing his crotch
with both hands. I shuddered with excitement. How I wanted to get my
hands on that big bulge. I reached up and put my hand on his thigh, but
he took off for the water with a loud yell. He dove into a breaker, and
thrashed around in the surf. I lit another joint, all the while watching
that athletic young stud with the bronze body frolicing in the surf in his
underwear. I was so high, all I could think about was how big that bulge
was. My heart started to pound when he started walking back towards me.
Once again he stood over me, the moisture on his chest sparkling in the
sun, but my eyes were riveted on those wet clinging briefs. The water had
made them transparent, and I could see the whole outline of his cock. It
was huge, and the shaft bent out in an arc with the thick head tucked
under his balls. I shivered in anticipation. ?Watch it grow?, he
whispered and I stared as his cock began to straighten and the head pushed
down against the fabric straight towards my face. The wet briefs became
so stretched that I thought his cock was going to break through them. I
could clearly see his slit and the ridge around the swollen head. Before
I could reach up to touch it, he pulled the briefs down away from his cock
and twelve thick inches sprang out. He quickly shucked his briefs, and
knelt down in front of me taking his huge cock and pushed it against my
lips. He whispered sternly,?Suck my cock?. I was so high from the pot
that his severe tone turned me on. It was such a big beautiful cock, I
was ready to do anything to please him. I licked the tip, tasting the
salty mixture of ocean and precum. I wanted more of that and I opened my
mouth wide and closed it over his thick cockhead. He moaned and put his
hands behind my head and pulled me forward, bending his knees back till my
head was in his lap. I placed my hands on his thighs for balance and
eagerly bobbed up and down on his thick cockhead.
His hands moved down my back to my ass where his long strong fingers
stroked my cheeks. Cupping them in his big hands, he squeezed them
together and pulled them apart. He ran his forefinger up and down my
crack, applying more and more pressure. He then stopped at my anus,
tracing a circle around the edge. His other hand had found the suntan
lotion, and he squeezed some on my anus. Once again his forefinger began
working around the edge of my anus. Round his finger went, pressing
firmer and firmer until my anus opened and he pushed his finger in to the
second knuckle. My sphincter immediately locked down on his finger. He
waited till I relaxed, and then began to work it around, touching my
prostate. This drove me wild, and I started squirming against his finger.
He moved his finger deeper, and when I stiffened, he once more touched my
prostate and got more writhing against that finger. He worked my ass
expertly, so that I would raise my ass up to receive his finger whenever
he withdrew it, and push back against it when he pressed it all the way
in. When he inserted a second finger in my ass and twisted them in as far
as they could go, I buried my face in his lap and licked his balls, both
my hands holding his cock. Those probing fingers felt so good. What
would it feel like to replace them with his big cock? I trembled when I
realized I had only been able to take half of it into my mouth before I
gagged. His fingers continued working my ass driving me crazy with
desire. Desperately, I reached for the suntan oil and poured it over his
cock, lovingly caressing that huge hard slippery beauty with my hands, all
the while licking his balls. His fingers started moving faster and
faster. I couldn?t stand it any more, I begged him to fuck me.
He removed his fingers, and with urgency in his voice he told me to get on
my hands and knees. He knelt down behind me, spread my legs, and lined up
his cock with my asshole. Gripping my hips firmly, he pushed forward. I
held my breath as I felt my anus being stretched open. I gasped as I felt
his thick head break through and move into my ass. I squeezed it tightly.
He put his right hand under my ass, and cupped my balls, they were so full
and sensitive, I swooned from his touch. As he continued to stroke and
squeeze them, I relaxed and felt his cockhead move in and out of my ass.
When I completely opened up to him, he leaned forward, putting his arms
around my chest and pulled me upright on my knees. He bent me back
against him, squeezing my nipples, and tongueing my ear. I felt like
jello, and when he started pushing that huge cock up my ass, I reached
behind and stroked his buns, and pushed my ass against his cock. Then it
touched my prostate. I cried out and tried to lift up, but he held me
firm, pushing his cock back and forth against my prostate and driving me
into a frenzy. I writhed around, helplessly working my ass against that
cock as he pushed it against my prostrate. My whole body went into
spasms, and I moaned that I was going to come. With a mighty lunge he
drove his huge cock up into my bowels. I cried out and sprayed my load
all over my towel, as I fell forward with him on top of me.
He kissed my neck and opened my clenched hands, intertwining his fingers
with mine, all the while grinding his hips against me. My back was soaked
with sweat, and his chest slid up and down it as he pumped my ass with his
huge cock. With each stroke he pulled out farther and plunged down harder
Each time he pushed his cock deep up my ass, I moaned. ?Oh yeah! Give me
that ass.? he yelled. His hot breath on my neck became labored as he
moved up and down faster and faster. His grunts and my moans became
louder and louder. I felt his body convulse, and he let out a loud yell,
as he pounded his cock up my ass spurting his load.
Exhausted, we lay together on my towel and fell asleep. When I awoke I
was alone and I wondered if I had dreamt the whole encounter. But there
on the edge of my towel was a wet pair of briefs.
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