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It was spring break in my second year of college. Like everybody I went down to the beaches in Florida. I was there to drink and let off a little steam. See, I'm gay and I picked a college that had a great business program, but ended up not being very gay friendly. I didn't think I would care, I just wanted to get a good degree, make a lot of money, and then move to a big city where sex was everywhere. But by the second year it was already getting to be too much. While everybody else was going down to hook up with drunk girls, I just wanted to be back on the beach (I grew up on the beach in California) where it was warm and where I could get drunk and nobody would care.
Our hotel was on the water, and I enjoyed my time at the beach. I would go into the water and swim slowly so that nobody could see my boner, and I would look at the hot guys. The guys were all there to impress girls, and the guys and the girls were all pretty drunk. Nobody seemed to care about all of the sex that was in the air, and nobody noticed that I was getting hard because of college guys in speedos instead of drunk girls in bikinis.
When things would get too crazy one of the lifeguards would shout at us, and for the most part we stayed in shallow water or on the beach. The lifeguards were amazing. One in particular, ripped hairless chest, tanned, short curly sun-blonded hair, reflective sunglasses, and those tight red shorts that outlined his dick so well. While everybody was drunk and horny he was alert and sober- and seemed annoyed every time some guys would try to dunk a chick or some chicks would splash guys.
I watched the girls try to flirt with the lifeguard, no luck. He was the one guy at the beach who was uninterested in all of this (well, two, they wouldn't get me either) and so he was of course the one guy they all wanted. By the third day all inhibitions were gone and everybody was perpetually drunk or stoned. This worked out for me too, as I had already given too blowjobs at night on the beach as drunk guys who could not hook up were left alone, horny, and looking for some mouth- any mouth. I hadn't expected that spring break would work out so well for a gay dude like me, but picking up the rejects was actually pretty easy and satisfying. I hadn't met anybody drunk enough that they wanted to fuck, but that was ok. I started to cut down on my drinking so that I could find those desperate horny guys more easily.
That afternoon I went to a bar for some food- there were no real restaurants, just bars. I saw the lifeguard sitting down, so I grabbed a seat close to him but not next to him. I could at least enjoy the view while I ate. I ordered a tuna burger and a lemonade, no booze. It was probably the first time the bartender didn't get booze for somebody, and he gave me a strange look. The lifeguard turned his head to me. "hung over?"
"No, just not drinking. I want to enjoy the water and the sand and the sun, I can always drink."
"Good man" he said, smiling and nodding his head approvingly. "I love the water."
"I like watching it change color during the day. Even in the same weather it will change and each color is so beautiful and unique"
He picked up his plate and moved over a couple of seats next to me. "Exactly. These stupid college kids don't even see the beauty of this place. They could have spring break indoors and not care as long as they could drink frozen nasty fruit juice and cheap vodka"
"I grew up in San Diego and miss the water so much."
"Really? I have never been out there. But I grew up over here and have loved the Gulf beaches my whole life. Are the ones in San Diego different?"
We talked all through lunch about the beaches and water. It was strange talking to a man wearing reflective sunglasses. I could never get a sense of where his eyes were. I would look at him and just see myself in those mirrors. Sometimes I thought he was checking me out. But I could not tell. He waited for me to finish and said he would look for me on the beach tomorrow- he had just finished his shift.
The next day he was at the beach and we started to talk. He kept checking the water, but I stood at the base of the lifeguard chair looking up to him, and he would look down at me with his reflective glasses. He wasn't wearing a speedo, just some loose red swimming shorts. As i looked up to him I swore I saw his cockhead next to his leg, but figured it was just a shadow. All of the girls on the beach hated me, as I was talking to the man they wanted. After a while I went into the water to swim.
I heard the lifeguard shouting at people, and kept swimming. He continued to shout and I wondered what was up. I looked back at the beach and saw he was pointing at me. "You with the long hair- yes you. Come out of the water immediately" I knew I hadn't done anything but I swam in to shore. Still shouting through his megaphone he said "come right over here."
I walked over to him and he smiled at me. I saw myself reflected in his glasses, dripping wet and a little confused. He put down the megaphone. "I'm done with my shift and wondered if you'd like to join me for lunch" I could see my own answering smile in his glasses. He tossed me his towel so that I could dry off, although the noon sun was already working on that.
As we walked off together in our swimshorts and towels I could feel the hate rays from the eyes of the girls. We had a good lunch at a beachfront patio bar, and as we finished he turned to me.
"I have to ask you something. This morning were you looking up my shorts?" He looked at me, and in his glasses I saw my own reflection. I fould feel his stare as it cut through me, and I could even see myself begin to blush. "Yeah, well, I wasn't sure if I could see your dick, and I wanted to be sure."
"Are you gay?" he said, still no smile and still looking right at me.
"I am." I saw my own smile back in his glasses.
He didn't say anything, but still looking at me I felt his hand move to my bare knee. "Good" Still not changing his expression he asked if I was staying in the hotel, and if I had an ocean view room. Of course I paid the extra $40 for ocean view. "Lets see the view from your room."
My hotel room was on the 7th floor of a 30 story hotel, so it wasn't a great view. There was a tiny balcony, and he asked if we could sit out there. We sat next to each other, looking at the ocean in the early afternoon holding hands. After a few minutes he let go of my hand and ran his hand over my smooth chest. "I can always tell the college guys who are natural swimmers." he said approvingly. I turned to look at him, and he was still wearing those sunglasses. I saw him reach out to my face, and brush my hair back. "Are you a natural cock sucker too?" he said gently.
I looked back out over the ocean, and saw that our towels over the balcony rail offered enough cover for what had to happen next. I looked back to him as I slipped to the floor of my balcony. I heard his chair scrape against the ground, and felt me own knees dig into the cement. I saw his swimsuit pointing up as his erection pushed up. I slid my hands into the waistband of his swimming sorts and pulled them down, and saw his dick snap back to attention. It was about six and a half inches, and tanned but still pale compared to the rest of him. As I went down on him I loved the smell. Ocean swimmers always have the same smell, that snap of salt and clean smell. I was happy to suck this dick, and as I felt him slide into my mouth I knew that this was not just some confused horny drunk guy needing to get off, this man was a lover of other men.
I looked up at him as he leaned back in his chair, the sun hitting his face and chest, his face looking over the ocean. His glasses were catching the sun and shone like two bright stars in his face. He looked down at me, and the reflection changed from unbelievable brightness to my own mouth stretched around his cock. He smiled at me. "You should feel this sun"
I saw him reach and then heard a towel snap. I felt the sunlight hit and warm my back, but realized that this meant that the towel that was hanging on the railing was gone. Anybody looking up to the seventh floor would see me on my knees between this man's legs. Somehow this made me harder, and I started to rub my own dick through my shorts.
"Here baby, put this under your knees" he said doubling up the towel. "Now keep sucking me and feel that sun".
I loved having him in my mouth. I sucked him deep, and then came back to just the head. Using my tongue I teased the slit at the top of his penis, and then licked around his dickhead. Opening wider I took him deep again. I heard him moaning and felt his hands stroking my hair.
I lifted off his dick and went down to his balls. He had some hair there, and it held a wonderful smell of seawater and fresh sexual sweat. I licked his balls, and worked my way further back. He leaned back, shifting his hips and stretching. He knew what I wanted, and his sweet hole was soon exposed. I began to rim him and he moaned deeper. I was now jacking off, and had my swim suit down around my knees.
He looked away from the ocean and down at me, and as I looked back at him I saw myself sucking at his ass, my mouth now covered with saliva and precum. I came up to his dick just so that I could watch myself in his mirrored glasses go back down on him, making love to his entire dick. I knew that he could see the same thing. I felt the warmth of the sun on my back, and imagined the eyes of a few of those trashy drunk beach girls too.
"Let me see your dick" he said quietly. I moved over and stopped jacking so that he could see me. He reached out and stroked it. "Do I make you hard sweetie?" he said.
As an answer I moaned and went back to tonguing his asshole while I pumped my thighs, so that my dick moved in his hand. "Suck my dick some more, you do it so well baby"
I moved off his ass and back to his dick. There was a nice blob of precum on the top, and as I squeezed him with my lips more came out. "Thats good dude. I can feel you like it too"
I was rock hard in his hand, and he grabbed me and started jerking me as I sucked him off. I felt his excitement rise, and knew he was close. Suddenly he stood up, pushing me back.
I looked up at him, naked on my balcony, strings of saliva running from my mouth to his dick, and I saw him look down at me, as I jacked my own cock hard. The sun reflected off the sweat on his body, and I saw myself reflected in his glasses. I wondered if anybody on the beach was looking up to see this magnificent naked man of the beach with his impressive hardon looking out.
"Sorry sweetie, I want to cum on your face" he said. I reached up and fingered his freshly rimmed asshole lightly, while cupping his balls with my other hand. My dick was untouched, but jumping around on its own with every beat of my heart. I opened my mouth to accept him. "Close your mouth baby, I want this on your pretty face"
I closed my mouth just in time as his first shot flew above me, and I could feel it land on my forehead and in my hair. The second one was better aimed, and I heard him groan as cum hit my nose. I could see my reflection in his glasses as his third shot left a hug puddle of sperm on my lips and below my nose. Then another on my cheek and in my hair. His last spasms left sperm on my chin, which ran on to my chest. I saw that I was covered in his cum, and knew that he was seeing the exact same thing. I opened my mouth just a bit so that I could lick him off my lips and he smiled. "You look beautiful"
I took my hand off his balls and returned to my own dick, which was ready to explode. "Cum on my shorts" he said, stepping back and out of them so that they came free. I picked them up with my other hand and quickly began to cum in them while moaning.
"After they dry I will wear them tomorrow, without washing them." he said. "Maybe the girls will smell cum around me and think that I came in my shorts. But you and I will know"
I turned and looked back out at the ocean. Spring breakers were still playing around, and lifeguards were still shouting. But I had this lifeguard all over my face, and he was putting on shorts with my cum on them. "See you round the beach" he said stepping back into my hotel room. I realized that while I now knew this man intimately, I still didn't know the color of his eyes.
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