Day at the Beach

By Tex

Published on Mar 6, 1999

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The light breeze whispered gently off the calm ocean as the morning sun began to burn up the remnants of early morning mist. It was fast becoming another picture-perfect spring day in South Florida. I made it down to the beach early, wanting a chaise lounge with canopy to help ensure the pleasure of my planned day on the beach. My book, several magazines, my Walkman, sun-tanning lotion and my room key; that's all I thought I would need to get me through this day of sun worship. My hotel was a resort at the end of a rather secluded beach. The popular tourist beach was farther down about 2 miles, leaving my end of the beach rather desolate. Most of the hotel guests preferred the controlled environs of the extravagant pool. So I got a spot at one end of the hotel beach facing the gentle surf, but behind a row of beachfront chairs to give me more privacy. The sun was feeling warm and soothing already.

The beach attendant set me up rather quickly and efficiently and I got comfortable. I slipped off my shorts and T-shirt, and adjusted my rather loose fitting bikini. Actually, it was not really a bathing suit but a bikini undergarment. But it was cut such that it could pass for a bathing suit, except that it was made of a thin nylon material and with just a single layer on the crotch. Nobody could really see me though, unless they walked directly past my chair. The canopy blocked any views from the hotel behind me, and also along the sides. And anyway, who cared, it was Florida, the land of scantily clad foreigners!

I got myself all covered in lotion and lay down to enjoy the warm sun. I felt the heat on my body and spread my legs enough to expose my thinly veiled crotch. I felt the warmth building up on my balls, and on my cock resting limply over them. The thin material of my suit posed little resistance to the penetrating rays. After about fifteen minutes, I felt my balls adjusting down between my upper thighs as they sagged under the heat of the sun. I loved the feeling of my sagging balls as they warmed up and I spread my legs farther to give them some more room. In doing so, my briefs, which were at least one size too big, opened a gap at the sides of my crotch. I had not opened my eyes or sat up to inspect myself yet, but I did not have to. I could feel the sides of my ball-sack were exposed and receiving the direct stimulation of the sun's rays. It was exhilarating and I took a deep relaxing breath as I felt my cock begin to stir. The day was getting off to a great start.

Thirty minutes into my sunning, the cabana boy startled me. I took my headphones off and looked at his boyish face through my dark glasses. I hoped he had gotten a chance to take in my crotch, as he was a cute young stud.

"Can I get you something to drink sir," he asked, and all I could think was "How old are you and when can I get you naked!"

But my sensibility quickly returned me to reality and I answered "Ah, well, yes, some water please."

"No problem sir. I'll be right back with that" he replied with a smooth sweet smile that got me all stirred up. After he walked away I looked down at my crotch. My balls were indeed sagging and hanging low. As I was sitting then, my balls hung and rested on the chair pad, covered in front by my suit but exposed on the sides. I had not shaved my balls in some time and the hairs that covered them protruded through the gaps just a bit.

I thought about it with reservation for a moment, and then decided what the fuck! So I adjusted my suit by moving the waistband down on my hips creating more slack for my crotch. In doing so, the gap along my upper thighs became rather pronounced and my balls significantly exposed. I lay back on the chair that I had adjusted to a more upright position and spread my legs as before. I was going to give my cabana boy a bit of a show and just see how he would react.

"Here is your water sir," he said when he returned just a few minutes later. I looked up at him and smiled and took my drink.

"Do you want that on your room?" he asked.

"Yes, please, that will be good."

I took a sip of my water and looked up at him still standing there. He was looking around the immediate area, and then up and down the beach. I became a bit uncomfortable, as I could not discern what he was up to.

Finally, he looked at me and said "I just wanted to let you know that, although it's not really official, on a day like this when there are very few people out here, it's ok to get naked. Just as long as you don't walk around and as long as nobody complains."

"Oh, I see," I said and as I looked him in the eyes.

He could not have been much more than 19, but looked younger. He had strong firm legs and looked fit under the snug T-shirt he was wearing. His eyes were caramel brown and his skin was tanned and silky. So, once again, I thought what the fuck! So as he stood there looking at me I slipped off my briefs and exposed my self to this beautiful boy. And he kept on just standing there, unabashedly staring at my crotch. By now, of course, my cock was growing fast and there was no hiding it.

"Would you mind helping me apply some lotion?" I asked with a big sly smile on my face and handing him the bottle.

He took it, looked around once again and then sat down on the chair next to my hips. He squirted some lotion onto his hand, rubbed it with his other hand to warm it up, and went straight for my now raging cock. With one slow and calculated stroke he covered my erect cock with his hand and the lotion. It sent a chill through my whole body and I let out a low moan of pleasure. With his other hand he cupped my balls and felt their weight. He began stroking me and I knew it was going to be quick. The sun had gotten my crotch ready and now this boy was just too much for me to endure. After no more than a few minutes of his deliberate and firm strokes, I could feel my cock twitching with the prelude to orgasm.

"I'm gonna cum," I whispered to him. And within a few seconds he stopped jerking me! Just stopped! He took his warm sensual hands off me and stood up, leaving me about to shoot my load and desperate for relief.

"It's still early this morning," he said with a wicked look on his adorable face. "What if I check on you all day long and help you with your lotion?" he teased and winked at me knowing well that he had me hooked and that I was going to enjoy his sexual torture of me!

Then he walked away, leaving my throbbing cock and sagging balls exposed for the sun to resume its caressing. I took a deep breath to gather myself and lay back on the chair. My hard dick twitched to the beat of my heart and oozed a large drop of pre-cum. I thought about covering myself, but I really did not care if anybody saw me. In fact, I wanted somebody to see me. I was proud of my cock and balls and wanted to show them off. I was at the mindless point where nothing else matters but physical gratification. And as I digested what had just happened to me, my cock got even harder. I flex it hard and it lifted up farther off my stomach, letting out a stream of pre-cum that dripped down onto my pubic hairs. The strand of pre-cum dangled from the slit of my cock-head down to the sticky mess it was forming in my pubes. Loving the taste of my pre-cum, I reached over with a forefinger and lifted up a good dab of it and brought it to my lips. I savored it like a fine vintage and imagined it had come from the cock of my cabana boy.

As I swallowed the last of the sticky pre-cum, I was completely startled by the man walking directly past my chair. He looked at me and could certainly not help but notice my full-mast hard-on and my sagging balls. I was both embarrassed and aroused. One of my fantasies was flashing through my head: the one where I jerk off in a public place and a bunch of hot men just watch me go at it. I noticed that he slowed his pace the second he noticed I was nude, and was trying hard to look without looking. He passed by and out of sight. I held my breath, and hoped that he was interested and not about to call the cops! And then, back the other way he came. This time taking a deliberate long look at my crotch and coming to a complete stop in front of my chair. I gave him a soft suggestive smile and hoped we would pick up where my cabana boy had left off!

"Is this a nude beach?" he asked me as he came within a foot of the end of my chair.

I just looked at him for a moment and said "No, not officially, but I just wanted to get a full body tan."

No sooner had I said that then I thought it was likely the most stupid thing I could possible utter! I was embarrassed and too shy to tell him I wanted him to jerk me off. To my relief and amazement though, my new friend was far from shy. He promptly sat down in the same spot still warm from my cabana boy and proceeded as though he was reading from a script. And the moment he began fondling my cock, I knew I would certainly not last long this time.

As I predicted, just a few short strokes into his hand job I was ready to blow. I did not even bother warning him, and simply relaxed into one of the most pleasurable orgasms of my life. I completely relaxed my muscles and did not clench up like a man's body and cock typically does just before orgasm. I had practiced this approach to orgasm many times before and was very good at it. It had taken countless jerk-off session to perfect it. So, completely relaxed, my body and mind slipped into the first phase of orgasm. It took over all of my senses, and I felt my cock stiffen and engorge. My cock-head swelled and a steady stream of watery sperm began to run out of the slit. That was followed by a few short bursts of the same light liquid, as my cock took me to the full grasp of orgasm and climax. The pre-sperm covered his hand and made my cock sticky. The first full shot of thick hot sperm exploded straight up about 12 inches as he was jerking my cock in an upright fashion. That first glob fell back down on my cock-head and his hand as the second strong stream of sperm shot up. It landed in a small pool in the same spot in my pubic hairs that my pre-cum had previously soaked. The third squirt was just as strong as the previous two and created an equal pool of cum on my lower abdomen. It was followed by a less powerful, but equally voluminous, fourth squirt that landed on his forearm and dripped off of it onto my thigh. The final three shots where more like oozes that spit up more gobs of thick sperm that ran down over his fist and down the shaft of my cock and came to a rest at the base. My balls ached with endless fulfilling pleasure.

I let out a huge breath of relief and smiled at him intently. He wiped my sperm off his hand on my stomach and on the towel and thanked me for the pleasure. Just an hour had passed since my arrival on the beach, and already I had gotten two guys and shot a huge load! I simply relaxed and lay there with my load all over my cock, pubes, stomach and thighs and let the sun dry it up on my skin. It was a total erotic feeling of exposure to lay there with my spent cock resting limp on my wet pubes and my load spread in little glittering pools all over me! It definitely turned out to be a great day!

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