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- Beach Guy- A Gay Story
- Published: Dec 13, 2007
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Beach Guy- A Gay Story - Gay erotic stories
Quote: "I could feel my cock jerk in my trunks. I hadn't had any sex for more than a year and it was always on my mind. I'd never really been attracted to guys."
It was a very hot summer day, and I lived not too far from a local beach in Southern California.
I packed some gear, including some beers, which I would pour into a plastic sports bottle to drink from, since booze is your basic illegal commodity on California beaches. Even though it wasn't a down town beach, and was slightly remote, it was still occasionally patrolled by beach cops, and there was a lifeguard station on the beach too.
After arriving I spread out a blanket and arranged my cooler and other goodies around me:
Towel, portable CD player, book. I was ready for a day in the sun. I could see the lifeguard station in the distance, but didn't see a lifeguard. Good. Maybe he was off stroking it somewhere. I didn't care. It was nice to know that I would have some privacy as I drank my beer.
Not long after I had sipped my first swallow of beer, I noticed movement near me, out of the corner of my eye. I turned and looked, and my mouth fell open. A young Asian guy had perched a blanket not four feet away from mine. Slightly long, dark hair cascaded down his back, blown gently by the wind. He wasn't wearing much, even as far as bikinis for men went. It was a thong, and his entire; butt was showing as he turned. He bent over, giving me a great view of his ass and the bulge of his balls, and some of the skin of the edge of his hanging balls. Some downy black hairs poked out the side of the string.
I could feel my cock jerk in my trunks. I hadn't had any sex for more than a year and it was always on my mind. I'd never really been attracted to guys, but this little brown body next to me looked so perfect, so smooth and inviting. I wondered what it would look like on top of a girl fucking away.
I couldn't help my perverted thoughts; my cock was sticking out against the material of my trunks and felt like it was on fire. He had the most beautiful little ass I'd seen in my life. Short and slender, I had no idea how old he was. He straightened and then lay down on his blanket. He reached over and pulled out some ointment, and opened the bottle. Squeezing some into his hand, he covered his legs with the lotion, and then, tried to reach his back. He looked around, and saw me watching him.
He held the bottle out in my direction! He smiled broadly, showing gleaming white teeth behind his smiling lips. His hair framed his face with straight bangs; the rest of his hair was now willy-nilly. He was wearing dark shades; I couldn't see his eyes.
I moved over to him carefully, not wanting him to see the enormous tent my cock had made of my shorts. I saw his face move in the direction of my crotch briefly, and I could tell he had gotten a glimpse of my tent.
I took the bottle from his hand. "You will rub me" he asked.
"Yes," I said, my voice slightly thick.
He lay flat on his front, moving his arms above his head, resting his forehead on his forearms. I squeezed a gob of the sticky ointment into my palms, and held it in my hand for a moment to get it warm enough so that it wouldn't shock his skin. Then, I spread it over his back, sitting beside him. His skin was as soft and warm as I thought it would be, and I felt my cock jerk again. (God, how perverted I felt.)
I massaged his entire brown back, and suddenly, there was his ass. Not covered at all --- just a string wrapped around his waist, his buttocks two round brown globes in the sun. Well, here goes, I thought. I'm going to feel those cheeks, and massage them, and if that wasn't the proper thing to do, I'd find out soon enough.
I moved one palm across one ass cheek, and he didn't protest. I moved the other, massaging the goo into his soft, pliant skin. My cock was now aching. I continued moving my hands over his buttocks, then he spread his legs a little. I straddled him, then moved over to his other side, down to his feet and calves. Rubbing more ointment squeezed from the bottle, I quickly moved over his legs and thighs, and look up. I could see his inner thighs, and a few stray hairs, and his balls hanging, trapped by the fabric of the thong.
He actually spread his legs wider then, as I moved my hands farther up his inner thighs. I moved my fingers slowly between his ass cheeks, and rubbed gently across his balls. I could feel the skin of his nuts on the edges of the fabric, and a few stray hairs poking out. The string didn't hide much as he spread his legs even farther apart!
I glanced around. No one was watching; the beach wasn't very crowded. I moved my fingers in a little, and moved the string completely aside.
His balls were peppered with just a few long, black hairs. Good lord, I thought, this is some perverted shit here. I rubbed at his balls, continuously looking up and around to make sure that no one was watching.
I moved my hand just a little bit underneath and rubbed his hard cock, covered by the rest of the thong. His body began to move in little jerks, and he moaned.
Then, all of a sudden, he pulled away and sat up. Turning to me, he looked me over.
"You live close" he asked.
I held my cooler and my towel and blanket in front of me as I showed him the way to my apartment, just two blocks from the beach.
We were hardly inside the door before he turned and grabbed my shorts. I put down all my goodies, right there on the floor. He had my shorts down, my hard cock sticking straight up, throbbing in his direction.
Getting on his knees, he reached out and cupped my big hairy balls with one slender brown hand as he leaned forward and stuck out his tongue, licking the underside of my cock.
I didn't know what to do, I'd never even dreamed of something like this happening to me. But god, I was heaven, but I pulled away, and reached down and picked him up. I carried him to the bedroom, and lay him on the bed. Removing his thong completely, I licked his little brown nipples, swirling my tongue around the hard nubs. Brown and erect, his nipples were rock hard beneath my tongue. I traveled down his body with my tongue, licking at his navel, pulling his legs apart and flicking my tongue at the head of his cock.
Then without thinking why I was doing it, I wrapped my lips around the bright purple head, and moved up and down a few times. He came, grabbing the back of my head and holding my face against his crotch. I felt his cock jerk a few times as he shot his load at the back of my throat. He wrapped his legs around my head and shook and screamed as he came.
And then, it was my turn. I pulled away after he relaxed, and I lay back on the bed, my cock sticking up and throbbing against my belly. I thought he was going to suck my cock, but to my surprise, he positioned his body above mine and held my fat dick against his ass hole. Slowly, he lowered himself, letting my dick slide into his tight, warm, bung hole.
Then to my amazement he began to move up and down, faster and faster, and I reached around and grabbed his waist, helping his movements. I slammed my crotch upward to meet his downward thrusts, and I held him there as I came, and he came again, right at the same time, his cum shooting from his bouncing cock all the way to my chest and neck. I could feel his tight muscles grab my cock and squeeze, and his body shook all over as he moaned and moaned with his orgasm.
Then, he pulled away and lay beside me. We lay there silently for a while, then he got up and put on his thong.
"I have to go now," he said. "My boy friend is probably home from work already."
I lay there, wondering about that.
He left, and I never saw him again. I look for him on the beach once in a while, but somehow, I figure I won't see him again. But, I do look for him.