He cruised by several times, his brown naked body glistening with a fine sheen of sweat. It wasn’t that he was naked that got my attention, we all were on this well-known nude beach. What got my attention was his cock.

His body was lean and wiry, wonderfully red-brown from his Mexican heritage and hours spent on the beach. His close cropped hair and two-day stubble gave him a slightly scruffy look. He wore only sunglasses and a heavy brushed steel cock ring.

But his cock, his cock was magnificently hard! It was average in length but much above average in girth. The shaft was mapped with intersections of blue veins running from the ring that encircled his rod and heavy balls to the foreskin that tightly wrapped his cock head. The surprisingly beet red nob that peeked from its sheath drooled a ribbon of precum.

I was comfortably settled in one of the many driftwood forts that line the beach. I was seated in my low beach chair. My umbrella was augured into the sand but remained folded around the pole. My attire was almost identical to his, sunglasses but with a lighter steel cock ring than he sported. I kept my cock erect by almost constant stroking.

Each time he walked past he would pause a few yards away and give his tool several strokes to insure it was fully inflated as he passed by. After he passed he would stop, turn back so I could watch and give his cock several more tugs before moving on. I didn’t pretend I wasn’t intently watching. Soon I found my tongue wetting my lips as he paraded by.

He cruised for three quarters of an hour; then as he passed from left to right he changed course and stood at the entrance of my fort, “Can I come in?”

“Please do.” He stepped over the threshold and stood next to my chair, his lovely cock inches from my face. I reached up and took hold of the gift he was offering me. I peeled back the sheath of his foreskin, my tongue snaked out and stole the precum that hung from the slit of his red knob.

“Stand in front of my chair.”

He moved around and I slid to the edge of the chair. A slight lean forward and his red cock-knob slipped between my lips. He tasted slightly bitter, residual sunscreen from my hand I thought. My tongue caressed his knob and probed at the slit.
He tapped me on the head, “The others will see.”

“I want them to watch, do you mind?”

He shook his head no and inched closer. I stuck my tongue out and sucked in his cock caressing the underside of his magnificent shaft with my tongue. His girth filled my mouth as I forced his meat to the junction of my throat. I wasn’t ready to take him into my throat yet, I had to get used to his large diameter, so I began the standard cock sucking, up and down, up and down, occasionally taking him out of my mouth to lick and nibble his shaft and balls, then back to the up and down.

I got more comfortable with his heavy rod and tried to take him deeper into my mouth. He was long enough to penetrate my throat but his outsized girth brought tears to my eyes as I struggle not to gag (not always successfully). All too soon he was leaning heavily against the chair trapping my legs between his knees and the armrests, moaning slightly. He used his left hand to press his heavy cock ring into his groin as if to force more cock out of his body to probe deeper into my throat. His right hand rested on the back of my head timing my thrusts and pressing my nose tighter against his trimmed pubs.

His cock seemed to pulse and inflate even more. He seemed to be about to collapse against me when he withdrew all but the hot cock head from my mouth, he furiously stroked the exposed shaft with his left hand keeping my face impaled on his throbbing cock head with his right. He sagged into me, his stomach pressing against my face as his balls erupted. The jets of cum flooded my gulping puss. I swallowed around his cock head greedily devouring as much hot cum as I could, the rest leaked from the seal of my lips and dribbled onto my own cock.

He sighed and straightened up, I let his cock slip from my mouth. I smeared the cum that had leaked onto my cock around my shaft and nuts and probed my cunt with a slick finger. I started to slide back onto the chair.

“Wait, I’m not done yet!”

“What?! You want more?” He nodded yes. His magnificent cock was still stiff as a steel rod.

“OK, but I’m tired of doing all the work, you need to take what you want do the work.”

“I don’t understand.”

I slid into suck position on the chair, “I’ll do my best to keep my lips locked to your cock and that’s all. You fuck my mouth.”

It took more than 15 minutes for him to cum again. He mixed his face fucking to delay his cumming. First long slow thrusts pulling back until just the tip of his cock head was resting on my lips and slowing pushing in until my throat clutched at his offering, then ramming into my face and quickly pistoning in and out of my throat. Then back to the long slow thrusts. I played with his firm ass and heavy nuts while he used me.

When he finally allowed himself to cum I swallowed his jizz as fast as I could but a lot oozed out. He used his cock to smear his excess spunk around my face and wiped his dick in my longish gray hair.

“I’m not going to wipe this off until I get home.”

He grinned, thanked me and walked away. Amazingly he was still hard.

I don’t know if anyone watched our show, I was too engrossed in his luscious cock to notice.

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Amazing story!

I was tempted to go to a nude beach a few times over the years - but most of what I have read says it is not really for sex and most guys don't get hard there - and knowing I would get hard I never dared go!

I loved the part of...

The idea of being so public - who cares who sees - is so damn HOT!

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When I lived in the San Diego area in the 1990s there was a lot of sex in the bushes behind and just above Black's Beach. I remember it fondly. When I lived by beaches in Encinitas they didn't have nude beaches running between Swami's and the State Beach at Cardiff. However, I did have several encounters there either in broad daylight or once at night at the bottom of the long stairway as the tide was coming in. That nighttime one was hot, in a sort of "From Here To Eternity" way. :-)

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Yup. Nude beaches used to be my primary cruising grounds when I started hooking up for sex with other dudes. Practically all of my friends, even the dudes I knew superficially went to the local nude beach. Not going there used to be a sign that you were a loser, afraid of showing off what you have got, being afraid of sex... No self-respecting guy would venture to say 'No' to the nude beach in those days...

Some dudes chose to seek bushes, or went to a small forest nearby... The others horsed around in water, hoping that no one would see their indiscretions. Basically, people around were turning a blind eye even if they probably knew that not everything was really kosher.

I figured out soon that the beach was a great place to meet other guys whom I liked, and who made it pretty clear that they liked me, too. You'd meet in town later on in the evening, and end up at the little basement room that I used as my private, safe space.

One of the first things I did, once I started making some money was to rent a room with the people who were not too keen on knowing what was going on behind the closed doors.

Frankly, those were the very different times. People did not really mind, but getting caught in flagranti was really not an option... So, my buddies and I started enjoying whatever modest comfort we were having behind the locked doors.

It soon turned out that the few guys who had the means to provide a safe haven were a bit more popular than the other dudes.

But all your hunting for your daily ass/cock took place on the beach. Whatever happened later on was basically a payout...

KD

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I tried nude beaches early on and had some good times. But being nude at a natural hot spring has worked a lot better.

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Every natural hot spring I've been to has been muddy with plenty of trash, not to mention hard to get to. Which means that when you do get there it's either deserted or populated with drunks or rednecks.

What are your suggestions for places to go?

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