The boat pulled into a small dock on the side of Bator Island. I stepped to the shore, feeling the warm sand in my toes, the heat of the sun marking my back, my shoulders, my ass as a new inhabitant in this naked paradise. Not a visitor, but a new resident, someone for whom nudity used to be a private thing, but who now felt totally natural in this beautiful environment with sand, grass, palm trees and blue sky as far as the eye could see.
After the encouragement I received from Captain Steve on the boat to let my hard, 46-year-old dick point me where it would, I actually felt inhibition leave my body as I warmed to the kiss of the sun all over me and watched the 19 other naked men with whom I traveled to the island dissipate and wander off to find adventures of their own.
I turned to my right and started into a grove of trees, following a simple path which led me to a younger boy of maybe 23 years, also naked, also hard, also hot, um, warmed by the sun. He was taller than I, perhaps 5'9" to my 5'7", more muscular, less hairy, but no less aroused. His erection was taken in hand and he was softly squeezing, his blue eyes staring intently into my own blue eyes, both of us matching the blue of the skies in our intense and passionate eyes. He walked over to me, and with a voice as warm as the sun, stated "I'm Tommy. Have you just arrived?"
"I have," I answered.
Tommy took my shoulders in his hands and placed a loving kiss on my lips, his hard cock jutting up to stand straight against my softly furry belly. As he kissed me, his hands rubbed my arms, his cock rubbed my belly, and my own hard shaft rubbed against the underside of his balls, with his parting legs allowing me access to his inner thighs. Just as quickly as he took my lips, he pulled away and took my cock in his hand, stroking, feeling my precum making his fingers and my own shaft quite slick. I was immensely aroused, feeling his smooth, strong hand gripping me, his touch making me even wetter, as my desire for his youth, his hardness, his smooth body, his strong jaw, his dangling testicles, his bubble butt all conjoined to make my cock fill to its fullest with the pounding heartbeat I couldn't conceal from him. He stroked me as I watched, as I drank in his nakedness, as I dreamed of the pleasures to be found between his firm asscheeks, as my knees grew weaker and my mouth sought out his pert nipples, licking them, sucking on his hard pecs, biting his nipples and sucking again at the entire pectoral area, licking his chest, his shoulders, his belly, whatever I could reach as I hunched over and my legs spread involuntarily, my ass humping forward, my cock sliding through his fist, my precum soaking his fingers, and they, in turn, squeezing harder around my dick, milking me, making me forget my job, my daily subway commute, my frustrations, only now thinking of the sexy boy jacking me off, stroking my cock, asking me to shoot my load...
"Oh yeah, furry man, shoot that load, let me see you cum! Let me feel the power of your spurt in my fist as I grab your hard cock and pull on it, coaxing your sperm from you! Let me have it, let the sand have it, mark this place on the island as your first happy memory here!"
With that, I was cumming, I was lost in his beautiful blue eyes, lost in his tight, firm grip, my legs firmly planted on either side of me, my hips pumping in concert with his fist, my nipples hard, my back hot from the heat of the sun, my tongue quite happily licking at the boy's own erect nipples, my throat suddenly grunting and moaning and my cock spewing my cum, shooting its happiness onto the sand of this magical, naked island. My cum shot out in three spurts, four, then slowed to a trickle, Tommy's fist becoming wet with thick cream, which he then offered to me and I lapped up joyfully.
As I sucked his fingers for every remnant of my load, Tommy leaned back and fisted his own cock, jacking himself lovingly, tantalizingly, erotically in the sunlight. Amid the palm trees and the sand wet with my own sperm, the sexy youth jacked himself and shot his boycream onto my belly, onto my thighs, onto my blank slate that would now be filled with his erotic writing, his offering of passion, his welcome to the island. He jerked and twitched, his cum flow slowing, his need abating. I grabbed hold of him and pressed our naked bodies together, his sticky fluid sticking me to him, firmly cementing him in my thoughts and in my horny heart.
I would surely remember Tommy for a long time. But the week had only just begun...