This is a 2nd in a series of encountered I have had at a nude beach over the years. Some when I was in my late teens and then later as an adult over 30 years. This was the first time I went to the nude beach
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When I was 19 I lived in the dorm at university but came home on weekends. Our next door neighbor was recently widowed and asked if I would like to go fishing for the weekend. Bob had given me my first car when I was 16, an 10 year old Oldsmobile 88 that ran perfectly.
He had always been nice to me and I felt he was lonely and I liked to surf fish so I agreed.
We headed out around 5:30 am Saturday morning and planned to spend the night and come back around noon on Sunday. I had on washed out cutoffs and a T-shirt. At 19 I was 6' and 186 lbs. I was a swimmer so my upper arms and neck were well developed. I spent a lot of time swimming and sailing so my body was well tanned and my hair would bleach out from blond to white over the summer.
Bob, my neighbor was in his late 30's and was a mechanic who owned his own shop. He had those hard and sinewy arms and legs were his muscles were well defined. He was 5'11" and he always looked tanned. He had these intense blue eyes that looked right through you.
The beach was about 26 miles from our house so we arrived around 6:15.
The sun was just coming up. Bob drove his truck down on the beach and then drove for 20 minutes down the beach. I had been to the beach a lot as a kid but never down this far. We found a good spot between two sand dunes and got out chairs, fishing poles, ice chest, and our pole holders.
I notice he had taken off his shirt and then he came around the side of the truck and he was naked.
Boy I was surprised and he could see my surprise so he stopped and said, "Mark, have you not been down here to the nude beach ?"
"No!"' I stammered, "I didn't know."
He went on to explain that was why we had driven so far down this way, but you don't have to get nude, but I think you will enjoy it. We were pretty casual about nudity at our house and often saw my dad and mom naked.
I said, "But, what if I get an erection!" He assured me that would be ok. So what the hell I took off my shorts, I never wore underwear. I understood now why he always looked so tan. My white bottom stood out for sure.
He said, "Come here and turn around !"
He squirted suntan lotion in his hand and rubbed it on my white butt. I was well tanned all over except for my bottom. He then handed me the lotion and turned so his tight little hairy butt was facing me and he said, " How about doing me?" So I rubbed lotion on his hairy ass.
Surprisingly I got a tingle and a little chubby in my dick. This was the first time I had ever touched another guys bottom and if felt nice.
I thought this was absurd, I was in a fraternity at college and had seen a lot of naked guys in the shower. So there was no need to get excited. We then waded out to waist deep and cast our fishing lines out. Bam! I got a hit immediately and this red fish was off pulling my line. I worked him back to shore and then put him in the ice chest.
Over the next two hours we fished and landed our limit of red fish for the day. Catching fish is exciting and I had pretty much forgotten about being naked. It was nice coming out of the water to not have a wet shorts on and just dry naturally. I thought I might become a nudist.
We took a break and lounged in our chairs and had a beer. No wet shorts or bathing suits was a nice part of being nude. Also there were now several cars and truck up and down the beach. I noticed most of the people around us were men and nude. I asked Bob and he looked kind of embarrassed and said, "Mark, I am sorry I prefer being down this way, the couples beach is further down that way."
So I said does that mean your gay Bob?
He laughed and said no. I enjoy it all.
As a horny 19 year old heterosexual this view totally rocked my boat. It just wasn't anything I had thought much about.
Later that day we collected a lot of drift wood and started a small fire. We cleaned some fish and cooked them on a grill which was delicious. All day guys stopped by to visit and talk. I saw more cocks that day than I had seen all my life. Gay scratching there nuts and giving there dicks a stroke or two.
It all seemed so natural and at the same time kind of nasty, but also a turn on.
I went for a walk and spotted two guys between there trucks giving each other blow jobs. Wow !
We had a guy in the dorm that liked that and I think he had blown all of us on our floor. So it wasn't new to me and I admit I enjoyed getting a blow job. Also he could do it so much better than the girls I had blow jobs from.
This was the early 70's and although I had seen some porn at a
Euro Cinema near the college I got an eye full that day.
We had agreed to spend the night at the beach so we could fish early in the morning. We had a small tent and sleeping bags. After dinner we built the fire up and several cars and truck drove down and parked around the fire.
There was more beer and some weed and things got pretty wild.
One guy got on his trucks tail gate and raised up his legs and presented his ass to the world. A guy wonders over and starts eating this boys ass, then took his beer bottle and shoved it almost all the way in. He did that several times and then pulled it out and replaced it with his big shinny cock. He proceeded to give this guy a real pounding.
I am pretty sure I was sitting there with my mouth open and a hard on. Guys were standing around the fire playing with there dicks or a guy standing next to them and occasionally a couple would disappear between the vehicles back were it was dark.
Bob and I were sitting in our chairs and a young guy was sucking Bob's big dick. I was fascinated to see the spit running down bob's hard cock. I actually caught my self mimicking the kids actions with my mouth and wondered how he didn't chock on that cock.
Bob, thanked the kid and then pushed him off and said I think I am going to get some of that, and he headed over and stood in line to be next in the guys hole. There was a sharpie on the tail gate and when a fellow would finish he would make a hash mark on the guys thigh. As best I could see in the fire light he had a three marks.
Wow I was a little shocked but also very turned on by the idea.
The kid who was on Bob dick moves over and goes down on my cock. This was nice. This wasn't my first blow job,
I had one from my older sister when I was 14 and a girl in college had sucked me to climax, and the guy in the dorm but known of them was as experienced as this kid.
My dick was average at 6 to
6.5" and was circumcised with a nice size flared head. This kid was named Stan and he loved licking the head until you were about to blow then he would swallow you whole and just suck on your cock while it was lodged down his throat. He had figured out how to breathe through his nose so after a while of being ingulf by his hot mouths and throat he would pull up and worked on the head again. Setting there in the beach chair it was easier to see his technic, not like on the back seat
If a dark car or a dark shower stall. Gosh he was good at that but on the fourth time I emptied my nuts in his hot
mouth and down his willing throat. He left me totally exhausted and wondered off looking for another victim.
I wasn't a total virgin to this kind of wild open man to man sex and I was totally turned on by it. My cock was back to standing out in front of me.
After a while I got my strength back and got a beer and wondered around the area. There must have been 20 cars parked around the fire and maybe twice that many guys. There was a smaller fire off to the side and there were two or three cars there so I wondered over to see what was going on.
There I found a girl on a towel getting fucked by several guys. She was up between two cars and although I could only see glimpses of her she seemed to have nice small tits and long blond hair.
The guy on her had just come and got up and looked at me and said your next.
I was turned on by watching all of this lust and my cock was straining for release. Still in the shadows she seemed not bad looking so I knelt down in the sand and scouted up to her. She had her hands holding her mound but reached with one hand and played with my balls then took my dick and guided me in to her pussy.
As I pushed in I could feel the other guys cum lube my dick and it felt so fucking hot and amazing.
My gosh she was tight for having been fucked before me. OMG it was hot and sloppy but also a real turn on.
She had nice small tits so I started sucking on her nipple as I fucked her. Having cum once I was primed to go and I fucked her hard and long. She came a couple of times before I came and as I got up I noticed she/him had a very small penis. Holy fuck I had just Fucked a guy in the ass who had tits.
Her cum was all over her stomach and mine where she had cum while I was still fucking her. Not only was that a new experience I didn't even know people like that existed. I was such a babe in the woods, or on the beach.
I waded out in the surf and washed off and then wondered back to our truck and Bob was back in his chair with a beer and the kid was back sucking on his big dick again.
I was pretty naive at that age but was pretty sure I would never suck another guy off. Boy was I wrong.
I got up enough nerve to say I guess you come here often. He laughed and said you know Mildred, his deceased wife, loved the beach
and we use to come down her two or three times during the summer but we went farther down were the couples party.
After her death I just wasn't interested in doing that so this was a nice alternative. Wow ! I thought to myself I bet my mother didn't know about this. She and Mildred would have coffee together a couple of times a week and we're good friends.
I have to say it's a lot of fun. He asked if I had some of Harold's ass and he points to the guy on the truck with his beer bottle who now had at least 20 hash marks on his white boy ass. Another guy was there making a deposit. I ask about the hash marks and Bob said, "Harold gets so stoned he can't remember how many guys have had his ass, so this way the next morning he knows how much fun he had ". He then chuckled. It was kind of funny.
We drank and watched the show until about mid night and then we turned in.
The next morning around 5:30 AM
Bob woke me up sucking my cock.
First I thought I was having a wet dream but then realized it felt to good to be a dream.
He was going up and down on my boy cock as the early morning light filtered through the screen door. Boy it felt great. It wasn't long before I shot a load and he sucked it all down.
Bob laid back next to me and said,
"Oh, The breakfast of champions and then chuckled."
Then he said, "Now you do me!"
I hesitated and he said mattarfactly go ahead it's easy just do what you enjoy and carefull of your teeth.
OMG I am thinking no way can I do this. I sat up next to Bob and like me he has a morning hard on. His is about 7 to 7 1/2" to my 6 1/2".
I reached over and licked they head of his cock and he said that's it now suck it into your mouth.
Damn, I didn't want to do this but it looked like I didn't have any options.
I sowly sucked the top part of his dick.
It actually tasted good and I could feel somewhere in me a desire to master this cock and make Bob come like he did to me.
I sucked and went up and down on his hard pole. No technique just willing lust. I was slobbering all over him and I felt him push up into my mouth and it filled my mouth with his hot seed. I almost chocked but keep swallowing as fast as I could. It actually tasted good and I felt a sense of pride that I had got him off and pleased him like he did to me.
God, did this make me queer?
Later with a cup of coffee we stood watching the sun rise and the shrimp boats off shore with there neats out we surveyed the damage on the beach.
Most of the cars were gone only a couple remains with guys sleeping in them or on the beach. All butt ass naked but most with towels or blanket covering them. It was a sad looking group.
We left after getting our second limit. I never went again with Bob but did with a couple of fraternity brothers but we went on up the beach were the couples were.
Some years later I heard the word hedonism - the pursuit of pleasure; sensual self-indulgence.
The image of that night immediately came to mind, what a perfect visual description.
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Mark.
-- Mark W. - Tx Hill Country