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He Guys, Mika here,,, Sorry it's been a while since I've posted any of my random adventures online but things have been hectic at work traveling a lot.
Beach Access Blow,
I live in a tourist area, the Outer Banks of NC, pretty darned quiet in the off season and hopping with tourist 6 months of the year. It's fun to cruise in some of the chat rooms like A4A during the summer. Or for that matter CL.
I had responded to a post on CL that appeared to be from a college guy looking for some discreet fun. It was early morning mid week when I sent out the email. I had barely hit send and boom I got a reply, and my guess was confirmed as we exchanged emails and some photos that he was indeed a college guy here on the "beach" with 3 friends and drinking hard and looking for fun. I had some fun in the emails but it really didn't seem like it was going anywhere.
I'm a runner surfer skater kite boarder, I've been an athlete my whole life. I'm not some bunch of muscles kinda guy I'm 6' 168lbs 30 jeans feel right I'm more hairless than hairy, and I trim down under and hope others do as well. I'm lean defined and attractive and well educated. I've been in a couple of "relationships" and find them difficult at best. There was a time when I thought I was "gay" but I'm certainly more of the in the middle of the Kinsey scale of "Bi". I'm longer in the penis department than lots almost 8 inches but I'm not very thick. I have a large set of balls.
Later that day I got another email from the college guy. We exchanged several more emails and I kinda got an idea of where they were staying. I have a cottage off the beach and my parents have an old ocean front place that they and family / friends use all summer long. I determined that if I'm right they college guys are about a mile from my parents place.
I jumped in the jeep and took a ride after my last email went unanswered for a while. I found a place with a couple of Va cars and some appropriate college stickers. Yes I sound like a stalker, but experience and several really bad encounters has taught me to be very very cautious. I wheeled into the next beach access and took a walk on the beach. It was a nice day so I took off my shirt and was only wearing running shorts. I walked well past the house I thought was there's and was on my return walk when i saw some guys on the beach. As I walked up on them one guy in particular was being distracted by my approach. I jacked up my sunglasses and then adjusted my junk. Bingo,,,, this guy has possibilities.
I speak a gracious southern howdy as I walk up and the guys speak, they are having Bud Lights. We engage in some relaxed conversation , but I felt like I was gonna end up empty handed. I carried on drove up to my parents place got out my paddle board and took a ocean ride for a few hours. I went back home and did some chores laid down took a nap.
I woke up fixed a sandwich and jumped online. I was answering emails from work and opened up my A4A account to see who was in the room. I got to chatting with a guy and I kinda logically assumed that it was the same guy I had spoken to from CL. With the mis-spelling I assumed he was rather intoxicated. It was about 3 miles it was late so I smoked a bowl and got out my beach cruiser I threw a few beers in my backpack in a cool pack and took off riding down the beach road.
I got to the beach access where I ran into the guys earlier today. I walked up and onto the beach and over onto the sand. I fished out a beer and popped the top. It was about mid-night, I was stoned as fuck I walked over to the beach house where the guys were staying and took a seat on the steps that lead up to the walkway. I fished out my phone and went to A4A again and had a email from guy. I said that I was sitting on the beach on some random steps by the beach access. I sipped on my beer and could hear the sliding door open and close several times. I heard footsteps and then realized that I was being watched. I turned back and looked at a guy looking at me. He had the deer in the lights look. I smiled and said, hope you don't mind me popping a squat here. He said nope and sat down on the top of the steps and we attempted small talk, he was rather intoxicated and possibly stoned.
We did the dance of words that happens when you think your talking to the right one from online but not 100% certain. Finally as I opened up my second beer and offered one to him, I said when don't you come down here and suck my cock. He said do what? I said come down here and suck my cock and I pulled down my gym shorts and pulled out my cock. He started with the whoa dude but it was a feeble attempt. I stroked it up and down and my cock filled with blood getting longer and thicker.
I said get on down here boy and suck on my cock, do it now. He got up an stepped around me on the steps and settled in between my legs. He took my hard cock in his hand and then into his mouth. He sucked for a few moments then pulled off and said keep a listen for anyone walking up. My college boy slurped away on my juicy dick. I pulled out a bottle of poppers and opened them up and took a whiff,, then put the bottle to stud boys nose an let the aroma grab him. He goes deeper on my cock and I put the bottle to his nose and he pinch one nostril closed and he takes a big whiff.
I slipped my hand behind his head and urged him deeper onto my cock. He sucked away on my cock and played with my balls a little. He pulled back and I poured some beer on it then pulled his face back on it again and he greedily took me deep again. He pulled down his board shorts and out came a nice cock and he began jerking it while sucking my dong.
He was pretty stoned / drunk but not out of control,, he was in the typical college boy state boozing all day probably smoking a lot too. He was way caught up in sucking my cock and now his own raging hardon had captured on of his hands attention and he flailed up and down it. I took the brown bottle and stuck it under a nostril again and closed the other. He drew in a huge inhale , I took a big hit myself and relished the feelings of his silky mouth on my cock. I reached down and pulled my balls down as my orgasm drew closer and he gobbled up my leaking dick.
I didn't ask he didn't mention me cumming in his mouth,, I was close,, I could see some folks on the beach a ways away, I could hear the voices on the deck at his place loud voices of intoxication.
I leaned in to him and whispered i'm gonna cum dude, he seemed not to hear me and I wrapped my long fingers around the base of my cock as the first blast of my nut juice rocketed forth. It took him by suprise and he pulled back and coughed a bit as the second one arched across his face up into his hair. The third sprayed all over his tee shirt and he cut loose with his own load of boy nut, he has a flat broad headed dick and a big slit an the first shot hit me but after that he was a dribbler. He had a big load but it was a long stringy load that bubbled chunky like out. Most of it ended up on his board shorts.
He staggered back after his orgasm looking down and tugged up his shorts stuffing his still swollen dick in and seemed to be totally unaware he was a walking billboard of cum. He said I gotta go and went up the steps missing one and falling, he gathered up himself and quick trecked to the house. I squeezed out the last drop of nutt juice and licked it off my finger pulled up my shorts, opened a beer and heard a male voice loudly say , fuck dude what happened to you,and a bunch of male laughter.
I guess ole college boy stepped onto the deck covered in man spunk,, but thats just a guess on my part.
I got my bike and went home to a warm shower.
If by chance you remember this send a email, :)
wavewatcher12@gmail.com