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Beach Cottage
I graduated from High School in 1976. 5'9" dirty blond wild hair ice blue eyes hairy chest 175 pounds. I was not fat but not sculpted like guys today.
I was raised by my Grandparents. Good folks for sure just old and tired. Granny was always scheming a way to win .
I hung out with the well to do kids. The Rich kids ! My grades were good my baseball skills and my devil may care wild side endeared me to the upper crust kids . My unmanageable hair and smile helped too.
Seems all thru school I was always invited to go on vacation with friends . I had spent weeks with my buddy Tony , at the family's beach house in this place called Nags Head, NC. Tony's family men were lawyers and rich. The wives were country club queens. Tony and I played little league baseball together. He was always a ladies man . I was just his buddy that never complained.
The house was on the ocean built in the thirties they say by Tony's family. I learned to surf and ride a body board down there. The first time I got drunk was at the beach. I had many firsts at the beach with Tony.
Tony was a real pussy hound. He'd chase girls and I'd follow along . He was tall like his dad and just as arrogant. He'd meet a girl on vacation and they would meet at night . I'd have to tag along sorta. I had to stay gone till like 1 am or that's when I was supposed to be at the pier. Sometimes Tony wouldn't show up till 3 am. We always came in together so I could cover for him. He taught me how to steal beers from coolers. He even got a girl to have sex with me one night . I mean it was great and fun and well I came in the rubber.
Honestly I'd rather just see Tony's huge dick . I'd get a rare glance in the top floor bedroom we shared that was ungodly hot once the sun came up. He often called me weird or queer and laugh.
Tony had found a girl that was putting out I suppose so I'd lie and tell him about different girls I was screwing. Mostly I drank stolen beers and sometimes got to smoke some weed with the other boys.
I lived in a pair of Birdwell Beach Britches . My hair got super blond . I surfed a lot and drank more.
It was the last week of June when I heard a conversation about some family crisis. Tony's Dad calls me to come in and says that his Dads sick and that they have to go to Texas. They have discussed it with my Grandparents and they will leave me at the beach as the caretaker of the house till they get back. A month they think.
It was a madhouse the next couple days . Tony was arguing with his parents and his sister cried a lot. Tony got snippy with me as well . His mother filled a freezer with easy to fix food and they gave me a wad of cash.
His Dad got me paint and supplies to paint the porch railings and pickets and the garage. Tony seemed much happier that I was left to work.
The painting went fast. I got a call every couple of days from Tony's Mom checking on me. I fixed an old bike I found in the garage and tinkered with the old Jeep till it started up.
Folks rented houses on the beach, I mean I knew that and all. The places near Tony's were mostly family places but close by were vacationers. That's who I'd steal the beer from.
I'd usually go out late and fill up the laundry room fridge with stolen beers. I only grabbed a couple from any cooler at a time. I thought I was invisible ha ha!
I had been alone a week and had several dozen beers in the fridge. All brands and such. The bike had a basket that I had taken off and then put back on. It would hold 8 beers. My nocturnal shopping generally happened after midnight .
I went outside one morning and cause it was hot. I jumped in the outside shower and walked out on to the beach. This older guy was walking by along the tide line picking up sea glass. I'd seen him before he was in shorts and a tank top. Taller and lean with tufts of hair popping out here and there. A tired baseball cap he had big feet and hands.
Good Morning I say and he looks at me smiling. Morning he says are you staying here he asks pointing at the cottage. Yes I say and he says , alone? Yes I reply they had to leave on a family emergency.
He is smiling at me asks how old I am ? 18 I lie I'm really 17 till September.
He says they know you go out at night snitching beers? I was caught off guard and it showed. I seen ya out riding late at night and heard some cops discussing a beer thief so I put two and two together and you busted yourself. He laughed and said he wouldn't tell if I'd give him a beer to drink. We walked to the laundry room on the ground floor and he drank three beers. I drank two. Do you get "hi" he asks ? I nod a yes !
He steps out of the laundry room and lifts his shorts and holds a big dick and pees . He's watching me watch him ! We drink another beer and he says pointing to a house on the other side of the road that he's in the bungalow behind the big cottage. Come by after dark and bring some beers. We can smoke.
Some of the kids I'd met told stories of the weird old man trying to get boys to come over to hang out . I'd tried to have sex with girls but other than the fact that I would rather be around guys I hadn't really a clue about what a gay or queer was or did.
I surfed a bit and cooked some hot dogs and beans. I had drank right many beers. I showered up and washed out my Birdwell's . It was hot as balls everywhere.
I put a dozen beers in a paper sack. My stomach was sorta tingly as I walked the short distance to the driveway. No one at the big house seemed to notice me walking up the driveway.
I stood at the screen door and tapped. Come in said the old man and the sweet smell of weed greeted me at the door. I could hear the hum of a fan and one dim light was on.
Put the beers in the fridge buddy but get us one first. When I handed him a beer I noticed he was naked. To damn hot for clothes he said. His dick laid long over his skinny leg. He was super tanned like me but his mid section was Lilly white .
Better set out a few of them. I set out four and put the rest in a really old fridge beside his shelf of beers.
He said get naked if you wanna kid I don't care. I sat beside him on the tattered sofa and nervously drank a beer. Then a second beer. He lit a joint and we took turns taking hits.
On the table were porn magazines but these were like two guys and a girl . You can look if ya want . He flipped open a magazine and it was glossy sex . I had a boner in my Birdwell's.
We smoked a second joint and when he got up to get us beers his dick was angled out and a dribble was at the slit.
It was hot and he kept pointing it out . He said look I know you are as hard as me and well you can see mine .
I said that compared to him I was small. Show me he says. I slip off my Birdwell's and my six inches was throbbing. Oh you aren't small at all you are right in the middle my friend . He reached over and I jumped and he laughed.
He and I drank a beer and looked at magazines and he pulled out from under the couch some magazines with just guys. They were sucking each other and then a guy had his dick in another guys butt. My balls ached and my dick was so hard it hurt.
His long fingers caressed my dick and balls . He pushed me back against the cushion and slipped between my legs and swallowed my dick. I erupted into his mouth and he sucked and slurped till I pushed him away. I was still hard but way to tingly.
I was gasping and heaving my chest . Did you like that I just nodded my agreement . If you like I can teach you many fun things. That's when I realized he was rubbing his dick along my nuts. He stood up got us beers and squatted between my legs again. He raised up my legs and licked my balls. He could suck them both into his mouth. Then he licked by butt hole! I growled and purred. And pushed against his mouth.
We paused to smoke a joint and drink a beer and he pulls open a drawer and grabs a white tube. Hold your legs he says and puts wet slippery stuff in my well licked butt. He slides a long finger in then two then three fingers. I saw his dick all purple and thick as he put it at my hole.
Breathe he says keep breathing this may hurt a little. He pushed it in and my hole gave way easily. He pushed and pushed till that long thick dick was all the way in. When he pulled out his dick hit a spot and gobs of drool poured out of my dick. He set a nice pace taking long strokes and between the beers and weed I was in heaven . He had his hands pressing my knees back by my ears and was giving me all his long thick dick.
I pre a lot but the river running out of me was amazing. I reached for my dick and he said don't not yet wait till I get closer.
He scooped up a big drip from my dick and put it in my mouth. I sucked on his finger . He kept doing it scooping and feeding whilst he pumped my ass.
I'd put things up my butt for years but nothing felt like this. I was on fire and raging hot . Sweat pouring off us both.
His lean body and hairy chest. He was pounding me and I groaned and grunted and writhed he growled that he was gonna cum! Shoot it now boy he growled and I pulled at my dick and erupted ropes of cum! Somewhere along the way he must have cum too as I felt hot wetness inside me.
We were sucking air and chests heaving. He slowly pulled out of my butt and I could feel wetness drooling out. He sat on his heels head down and then looked at me smiling. Come back anytime kid . Anytime you want !
I knew that meant for me to leave. So I slipped on my shorts and walked out. I could feel the wet leaking out of me. I walked across the street and grabbed a beer stripped and got into the outside shower .
My hole was sorta puffy tender and my dick was still sorta hard. The cold water felt good on my hot skin. I washed my board shorts out and after I was fairly sure I was clean enough down there I put them on.
I grabbed a beer and walked out on the porch. The phones ringing and I go inside and answer it . Some up New Jersey family looking for Tony's folks . I explain and they thank me.
I turned on the loud window AC at night before I would sleep on the sofa. I went and grabbed a couple beers and heard voices near by.
I slipped up on the porch and watched two boys my age snooping about . I slipped back down the steps and walked up to them.
Hey guys what's up! I scared the crap outa them! We talked I offered them beers and they seemed a bit unsure. I downed mine and opened up the fridge and grabbed another.
They said they had to go but wanted to learn to surf tomorrow. I went upstairs and laid on the sofa after putting a blanket from my bed on the sofa to soak up my sweat.
I fell sound asleep and woke up about 9:30. I ate a banana and cereal and wrote milk on my list.
I took a big dump and slipped into the metal shower to wash up my butt. I went outside and the beach had a bunch of folks getting set up. I put nose cream on and my scratched aviator sunglasses and walked to the ocean.
The two Ohio guys walked up and asked are you the guy we talked to about surfing last night?
Yep I say Charlie the name surfings my game. They wore dorky bathing suits and were pasty white. I said you guys need lots of sunscreen and probably T Shirts.
We stood and talked and I showed them things about the waves. I learned they were best friends here with a big group of family.
A heavy man walked up in shorts a open flowered shirt and no tan. The taller boy Sean said that's my Dad.
So.... you're gonna teach the boys to surf? I smiled and lifted my shades and cocked my head good natured like. Yes sir we just need to wait for a tide shift. Don't wander off boys he said. I said well they need to help me get the boards from the garage is that ok sir? Of course he said .
We walked to the house and went inside . Sean and Tad were like are you here alone? I said yea explained in as few words as possible. We go down the back steps and I grab a beer . You guys want one helps ya relax and makes surfing easier. Sean asked me how old are you ? I said 17 .... 18 in September. They were both 15 and good boys . I grabbed some old T shirts and we picked up two longboards out of the garage. Tad loved the Jeep. We carried our gear and a small cooler I put beer into.
I explained the technique and paddling and standing and made them do some practice "pop ups" .
I drank a beer and "Dad" walked up and I offered him a Bud. He took it and smiled. After a swallow he asked me how old I was. Old enough to teach the guys to surf I said with a pleasant happy voice without edge. Fair enough he smiled and took another swallow. Don't get the boys into too much trouble please.
They both did fair to ok in the small surf both riding waves standing up. Not great but both had balance and willingness. Pictures were taken and I got invited to dinner.
We put the boards away and I offer the outside shower up. We all take turns using it. I finish up and step out before slipping my Birdwell's on. I see Old Bob walking by and grab two beers and hand them to Sean. Run those to the old guy for me please. Sean runs like an athlete.
We get a wave and when Sean gets back he said the old guy says to tell you to come by later. He looks at me questioningly . I give him my best innocent smile and say he's got pot for sale. They both look at each and exchange smiles . Can you get any? Maybe I said .
We gotta get home for dinner my Aunt gets mad if we are late. I grab a beer and we walk down the beach to their rental.
There's probably 18 for dinner and it's a zoo. I pop open a cooler and grab a beer and some Mom gives me a death look. Sean's Dad leans in and whispers to her. It's lasagna and salads and it's good ! They drink lots of wine. And they are all sunburned. I finish up and they are cleaning up and I hear let's play dominos . The guys are hanging close and when I say I'm gonna leave they look at me with pleading eyes. I walk to Dad and ask politely if the guys can hang with me for a while. Midnight he says and he waves off the Mom. He looks at me and says don't make me regret this. I smile and nod . Come on guys let's go roaming.
I'm gonna stop this chapter here! I hope you are enjoying this little beach adventure!