It was one of those sweltering summer days when it was almost too uncomfortable to be on the beach. The sun blasted down on my oiled bronze body with a hot white intensity and the air was void of any breeze. Even the natural vegetation of the area was bleached white by the unusually warm weather of the Oregon summer. The white sand reflected the light and heat. Behind my Ray Bans it was necessary to squint as I glanced across the desolate landscape.

Few men had braved the nude gay beach today. The series of days with temperatures in the mid-90s to low 100s had taken its toll on the most sun-worshippers. However, I couldnÕt stand another miserable day in my overheated apartment. When I got to the beach not another car was in sight. I hiked the ten minutes through the still cottonwoods and soon found a location near the river to set up my oasis. IÕd come prepared with a small cooler of supplies including water, fresh fruit and a couple beers. I slipped into a mode of total relaxation, after my first beer, and let the rays of sunlight lick and tease every inch of my skin.

I awoke sensing that someone had been watching me from a distance. A quick glance around convinced me I was still the lone beach denizen. Halfway through my second beer I suddenly found myself needing to pee. I stepped into my cheap rubber thongs and carefully made my way up the embankment of hot sand toward my goal of a nearby stand of small trees. The sun felt incredible on my ass as I let a steam of warm piss flow onto the trunk of the largest of the tree. I contracted the muscles in my groin and let them loose again, releasing a heavy shot of hot liquid from my hardening cock. The act of standing above a beautiful beach, totally nude, pissing while the sun caressed my body became a very sensuous experience.

Lost in the eroticism of the moment, my left hand began a slow constant stroking of my shaft. My right hand came up to my left pec, slimy with tropical sun tan oil, and I began to roughly pinch my nipple sending a shot of electrical energy to my cock that caused it to throb. I continued massaging its engorged length as I turned around, letting the sun bathe the front of my body. The mixture of sun lotion, piss and pre-cum served well as lube and gave my hard prick a shiny appearance in the afternoon light. I brought my right hand down to grasp my balls and form a tight cockring with my thumb and index finger. I found myself staring at my hard, veiny cock with a mixture of pleasure and admiration.

Just then I caught some movement out of the corner of my right eye. Turning my attention that direction, I saw a tan muscular leg rise up from the dry grass covering the crisp meadow. Stepping back into the shade, and no longer lost in my self-gratification, I watched as a very handsome, dark-haired hunk sat up and brushed the sweat off his face. He took a drink of water from a plastic jug and again reclined into the grass. From where I stood he could no longer be seen.

From the edge of the woods came a young blond guy, wearing a red tank top and white shorts. The fact he had no beach paraphernalia implied he was just cruising for some possible action and not serious about improving his tan. He strolled out across the meadow toward the location of man I had seen. Suddenly, he fell to his knees and, from my vantagepoint, it looked as though he went down on my fellow sunworshiperÕs cock. The up and down rocking of his head confirmed my suspicion.

A couple of beach-goers; one a short, stocky nude black man with a sizeable penis swinging between his legs Ã? the other a thin redhead wearing a black Speedo; came along the path near the woods. They walked over to the sexually involved duo, put down their backpacks and immediately joined in the festivities.

From where I stood the high grass blocked most of my view of the impromptu group activity. I hadnÕt even noticed I had again begun stroking my dick and it was literally dripping with juice. With the sexual excitement and hot air temperature, sweat was pouring off my body. I stuck my tongue out of my mouth and licked a drip of salty perspiration off my upper lip. Almost involuntarily I began walking toward the tangled mass of bodies about 40 yards from me.

As I got closer I could see that my fellow sunbather was spread-eagle on a large yellow towel. His first visitor, the blond, was in fact taking the entire nine inch length turgid prick repeatedly down his throat. The redhead was giving the guyÕs nipples a workout; one with his tongue and the other with his fingers. At the same time he was pounding the long, thin prick that stuck straight out from his red pubic bush. The incredibly developed black guy had straddled the head of the tan man on the ground. His balls were resting on the mouth of man beneath him. A bright pink tongue stood out in extreme contrast as it continuously swabbed the low-hanging black ball sac.

Not a word was spoken by anyone in the group as I neared. Still
working over my meat, I squatted down between the spread legs on the large bath sheet . Shaking from excitement and nervousness I lowered my face toward the balls wet with sweat, saliva and tanning oil. The smell of mansex, mixed with coconut, flooded my senses as my tongue inched out to wash the shaved velvety skin of the guyÕs nuts. As the mouth of the kid giving head slid down the hard shaft my tongue momentarily brushed the soft lips. Having not shaved for a couple days, the bristles of my stubble caused our "victim" to twitch as my face came in contact with the inside of his thighs and underside of his balls. He flexed his body up to meet the mouth coming down on his cock as I took first one tender ball into my mouth; and then the other.

I began flicking my tongue on the soft hairless skin between the base of his balls and his asshole. Each time I licked him his body tensed. I slowly brought my tongue to the opening of his ass; teasing him as I swirled around the hole. My tongue could sense the twitching of his hole as it attempted to pull me in closer. Just then his entire body convulsed and a moan echoed across the meadow. All involved sat up on their legs as blast after blast of hot white cum shot on to the six-pack of abs and well defined.

Each of us seemed lost in a sexual daze as we milked our own cocks to impending explosions. The black guy directly across from shot off first, adding his load to that already running off the torso below Ã? and contributing a glob to be used as additional lube on my own prick. Almost in unison the two others in the group, and myself, began to spew more hot white liquid onto the body of the hunk on the towel. As a mixture of grunts and groans filled the air his face, chest, stomach and groin were showered with cum. The mess on his gorgeous body glistened like jewels in the sun.

Without anyone speaking a word, all of us got up and either continued on our way or returned to where we had come. The totally exhausted sunbather was left to clean up the mess left on his body on the white-hot beach.

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The Path to a Surprise


There were not a lot of people on the nude beach on the hot afternoon in the middle of the week. In fact, I hadnÕt seen a single person all afternoon. After laying in the blasting sun for about two hours I really needed to get up and move around to cool off a bit. It was so relaxing and freeing to stroll along the river totally nude with the water lapping against my ankles.

About a half mile down the beach from my towel a trail took off up the embankment to a little bluff overlooking the long stretch of beach. The movement of the trees along the ridge created an invitation to enjoy the breeze up above. I kind of struggled up the sandy hill. With each step forward I slipped two steps backwards. The effort paid off when I reached the top, turned around and was able to take in the view of the beach, the wide river and the snow-capped mountains in the distance.

It was odd walking along the dirt path taking in the scenery and feeling like the last person on Earth. I still had not run into another sun worshipper Ã? or even seen anyone below me on the stretch of sand lining the blue water.

Then I heard a whimper from a beyond the group of trees up the trail from where I had stopped to enjoy the cool breeze on my hot, sweaty flesh. It almost sounded like an animal in pain. I strolled up to the trees and the noise turned to moans of pleasure mixed with the sounds of slurping. Through the branches I was able to see a gorgeous ass, framed by tan lines created by an absent Speedo, pumping up and down in the brilliant light of the sun. A closer look brought the scene into focus and more detail.

Sprawled on the ground was a beautiful well-built man with an all-over tan and dark features. The body on top of him was more slender, blonde and tan except for where his swimsuit had been. Each figure was devouring the hard cock of the other in a classic "69" position. Occasionally a moan, whimper or slurp escaped from one of the active mouths as a rigid shaft slipped out of a busy orifice.

My hand had automatically found my own stiffening prick and was stroking it smoothly thanks to a coating of coconut scented suntan oil. The two nude men continued their sexual frenzy, totally unaware of their turned-on audience. Dark hands came up from the body lying on the ground and started kneading the globes of the bright white ass on top. As the fingers slid into the sweaty crevasse between the mounds the blond began to pound into the mouth of the other man. From my vantage point I could see first one, and then two fingers, forced into the asshole of the upper body. The blond jerked his mouth of the cock he had been savoring, arched his back and let out a guttural yell. After a deep breath he lowered himself and again began the pistoning on the bulging prick.

Being drawn onto the spectacle, I hadnÕt even notice I was no longer hidden by the trees from which I had been watching. Now, I was only about six feet from the two bodies in the clearing. One of my hands was wrapped around the base of my ball sac. The other was grasped tightly around my cock and moving in the same rhythm as the heads of the guys on the ground. As I reached up to wipe drops of salty sweat from my eyes the movement caught the attention of the muscular form with his back on the ground. For an instant his eyes opened widely in shock but it didnÕt stop his action on the fleshy pole in his mouth. I saw him glance down to my own stiff meat and he seemed to relax as he continued to focus on the hot body above him. As if in a trance, I was unable to stop walking toward them.

The grunts and moans were becoming more frequent. I couldnÕt determine if the sounds were coming from the performers who were now at my feet or from my own throat. My balls began to tighten at the same time the men below me began to writhe as if in agony. Suddenly, a long white shot of cum blasted from me and landed across the back of the blonde. The sounds of the two were muffled as they started gulping the loads being pumped down each otherÕs throats. The veins in my own cock continued pulsing to the beat of more hot liquid spraying from my body. I shook off the last few drops onto the tan surface of the blondeÕs smooth back as he collapsed onto the hunky guy beneath him.

I then turned away and continued walking down the path, once again enjoying the view and the cool breeze on my hot flesh.

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Candid Camera Beach Jerk-off

It was one of those early Spring days when you wonder if the sun really is going to break through the mist and warm up the beach enough to allow for a little tanning. Having just returned from a trip to Palm Springs my tan was fading and I was going through a bout of natural light depravation. I decided to take my chances and head to the nude beach about 20 miles out of town. With it being the middle of the week I knew the river wouldnÕt be drawing much of a crowd; even if the sun did break through.

I was a little disappointed there were no other cars in the parking lot as I pulled in. I grabbed my backpack and headed down the trail to my usual spot. When I got to the bottom of the hill, and passed the "clothing optional" warning signs, I rested my pack on a boulder and quickly removed my clothes. Just the freedom of being nude in the woods put a little rise in my cock. With my recently shed attire stuffed into my bag I headed to the lagoon and the sandy beach that provided a sunny location all afternoon.

At the beach I spread out my towel and retrieved a tube of sunscreen from my bag. Rubbing the lotion into my skin became a sensual act with the sun warming my entire body. I found myself spending a little extra time massaging the liquid into my ass crack and across my twitching hole.
I turned to face the sun and gave my throbbing prick a little extra attention as I lubed it up with sun protection as well. Sufficiently greased up, I positioned myself on my back on the towel and drifted off into a dream filled sleep.

Subconsciously I heard the crack of a downed branch breaking somewhere in the woods. Years or coming to this particular site made me aware I had nothing to fear and was probably just being joined by another sunworshipper. A little groggy from my nap, I looked across the lagoon and could vaguely see, through my polarized lenses, the figure of another nude form across the way. He appeared to be keeping in the shadows of the trees in an attempt to remain hidden. What did surprise me was the reflection of the sun off what was obviously the lens of a camera or camcorder. The possibility of being watched by my unknown visitor caused my cock to jerk and begin to expand. The exhibitionist in me was awakening.

Pretending that I was unaware of the presence of another man, I stood and turned with my ass in his direction. I bent over to get the sun lotion out of the backpack giving him a great view of my smooth tan butt. I slowly began to apply the white cream all over my body. For the lotion to completely disappear it required a great deal of rubbing into the skin. My hands glided over the globes of my ass and into the crack between them. My asshole was exposed to the sun as I bent over to caress the fluid into the skin of my calves. The meat between my legs continued to grow as the combination of my hands, the sun and the lotion titillated the senses of my entire body. When I felt IÕd spent enough time on my backside � without being too obvious � I turned around and exposed the front of my body to the voyeur in the woods.
My cock was sticking nearly straight out and had grown to most of its eight-inch length. I decided I would leave my attention of it to the end of my performance, heightening the anticipation of the unknown cameraman and myself. I quickly ran my sunscreen-covered hands over my butch-cut head, across my face and down my neck. Years of working out had produced a nice set of pecs on my form. I squirted a glob of lotion onto my chest and slowly started kneading it into my flesh. The excitement of the moment had caused my nipples to become erect and I spent extra time rubbing the whiteness off of them. I teased myself with a couple good tweaks to each hard stub and a shot of electricity ran directly down my body causing my cock to stand at attention. I paid a great deal of attention to the application of the tan lotion to my stomach, brushing my hands down into my trimmed pubic bush and barely touching my stiff prick. Bending over to coat the front of my legs, I found my cock resting in the crevasse of my pecs. With the rocking motion of rubbing the lotion on my lower legs it was if I was titty-fucking myself.

With my legs sufficiently protected, I stood and with a hand full of cream began to pay attention to my pulsing cock. I first covered my shaved balls with lotion, rubbing and tugging them to work the whiteness into the wrinkled skin. As I did so, my cock slapped back and forth onto my stomach with a noise IÕm sure the guy across the water could hear in the quiet of the woods. When I felt as if I was going to blast a load I stopped massaging my balls and began to coat my cock with the sunscreen. I ran my hand up and down the shaft, squeezing with an ever-tightening grip. With each stroke the pearl of precum oozing from the slit at its tip grew larger. Finally, not wanting to waste the tasty nectar, I caught the clear fluid with a finger on my other hand and brought it to my mouth. I may have imagined it, but I thought I heard a slight moan from across the way.

My performance had become quite long by this time so I sat down on my towel, positioning myself with my legs up and spread wide for my audience. The sun shining on my asshole added to the wetness and warmth I could feel between my legs. I continued the constant stroking of my prick and began to roughly tweak my nipples to add to the pleasure pulsing through my body. I lowered my hand to my crotch and formed a tight cockring around my balls and shaft with my thumb and forefinger. Doing so caused the large veins in my cock to pop out, creating more sensitivity as my fist pounded over them. My cock felt as if it was the hardest it had ever been. It was then I stretched a finger toward my wet asshole and twirled it around the silky opening. My balls were pulled up tight to my body and churning with juices.

Lost in my own world of sexual and sensual pleasure I had nearly forgotten for whom my performance was directed. It startled me to glance across the river inlet and see my audience no longer in the shadows of the trees. Standing at the waterÕs edge was an incredibly handsome nude man. Well, almost nude. The only thing he was wearing was a pair of Doc Martins. The sun glistened off his totally shaved head and sparkled when it hit the nipple ring piercing his clean-shaven chest. The camcorder he held in one hand blocked most of his face. His other hand was wrapped around a hard shiny cock that looked sizeable even at a distance. It was somewhat hypnotizing to be watching someone jerking off as he filmed me giving myself so much pleasure. I continued to pound my cock and tease my asshole as I stared directly into the lens of the manÕs camera.

I loosened the grip around my balls, allowing my finger the freedom to enter the cavity of my ass. By continuing the circular motion of my finger, wave after wave of pleasure coursed through my prick. I could feel myself getting closer to the spewing of a massive load. I never took my eyes off the camera as my sweaty body tensed toward a final release. Suddenly, a blast of cum shot from my cock and hit me under my chin. It was followed by several squirts of hot liquid that arced over my chest and stomach. Across the water the cameraman tensed as he shot a load into the water. Realizing the camera was still on me I began to rub my cum into the tan skin of my torso. Slowly, I brought my hand to my mouth and licked the remainder of my load off my fingers.

Only then did the man at the riverÕs edge put his camera down to his side, give me a thumbÕs up and head back into the shadows of the woods.

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Is This a Gay Nude Beach?

Several years ago I was sunbathing in a very isolated area of a local nude beach when a fully clothed young man, carrying a backpack, walked up to me and nervously asked me if the beach was a "gay nude beach." I told him that it was, if the person who happened to be on the beach was gay. He explained that he had never been to a nude beach before, didnÕt know if he was in fact gay and had never touched another man before.

He then asked my permission to touch my body - and without hesitation my permission was granted. Without removing his clothes (he was wearing gym shorts, a T-shirt and tennis shoes), he put down his backpack, straddled my nude body and proceeded to massage every inch of my sun-warmed skin. However, he was careful not to pay too much attention to my hardening cock. I was in heaven. The combination of the sun, fresh air and being massaged by a total strange added a dream-like feeling to the experience.

I was asked to roll over and he repeated the procedure on the backside of my body, with a particularly great deal of attention to my ass cheeks and the crevice between them. The combination of sun tan lotion and the sweat in my crack lubricated his fingers as they slid back on forth over my twitching hole. With a little effort he entered my asshole with his index finger and rotated it around several times.

"We have an audience," he whispered in my ear. I raised my head and noticed two incredibly handsome nude men on a blanket about 20 yards away. Both were stroking their hard cocks in unison as they intently watched my new friend massage my ass - inside and out. Another large finger slipped through my ass ring sending a charge of electricity to my groin.

Being fully aroused now I was somewhat embarrassed about turning over on my back, but I did so when he asked me to return to my original position. As he told me of never holding another manÕs hard-on, he wrapped his hand around mine and began a rhythmic stroke. It was fascinating to watch him as he applied various amounts of pressure, resulting in the jerking and throbbing of my shaft. He smiled down at me, while fondling my chest and playing with my nipples.

His attention shifted to the men nearby and I turned to watch as one man laid down on his stomach and the other mounted the exposed ass. They started fucking to the same rhythm established by the hand on my cock. Without stopping the massage of my meat, my visitor slipped his beautiful cock out of the leg of his gym shorts and began stroking it with his other hand to the same beat. In a short time I came to a violent climax, shooting all over my hairy pecs and even under my chin.

As my body continued itÕs orgasmic bucking I reached over and began fondling the young manÕs hairless balls. His body suddenly tensed and blast after blast of warm, white cum showered over my torso. At the same time the two men nearby let loose with grunts and moans of ecstasy as they came together. My anonymous friend rubbed our combined warm liquid into my skin as if it were sun tan oil, wiped his hands on my towel, reached for his backpack and stood up. As he started to walk away, he turned and said, "Thanks for answering my question."

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Stranger on the Beach

I have always enjoyed being nude. As a child my parents had a difficult time keeping a swimsuit on me in the summer. In fact, our family often skinny-dipped together on camping trips. I was fascinated by sleeping nude; feeling the cold cotton sheets against my skin. As a teenager, I loved going for bike rides in the country, swimming nude in a gravel pit pond and sunbathing on its banks. Occasionally a friend and I would explore the woods near our homes, and each other, in the innocent play of teenage boys without clothing.

In later years I began to frequent the nude beaches outside of Portland at Sauvie Island and Rooster Rock. There is something totally liberating about sun, wind and water on a naked body in the peacefulness of the outdoors. The memorable fear I had of being around nude boys in the locker room as a kid - and being "found out" or aroused - disappears in the safety of a beautiful nude beach frequented by gay men totally at ease with themselves in the elements. My enjoyment of outdoor nudity has also taken me to incredible locations in Mexico, the Caribbean, Hawaii, British Columbia, Washington State, Florida and California. One experience at a nude beach stands out in my memory.

Several years ago I was sunbathing in a very isolated area of Sauvie Island and experienced an incredible anonymous encounter. I arrived at the nude beach on beach late in the afternoon, found a space protected from the breeze, and immediately fell asleep in the warm glow of the fall sunshine. A sudden lack of sun jolted me awake and I squinted to take in the muscular silhouette of the male figure standing over me in shadow, blocking the warmth. All I could determine was the person had wind-blown blond hair, an incredible tan and a great body. With the sun in my eyes I couldn't see his face at all. He knelt down and began licking the inside of my thighs and beneath my balls. He took both of my balls into his mouth and worked them around until I could stand it no longer. I pushed his head off my crotch, but he made every effort to keep me from seeing his face.

He lifted my legs up over my head and I found the head of my dripping cock just a couple inches from my mouth. I could actually stick out my tongue and lick my salty pre-cum from the tip. With a gentle rocking motion my unknown companion was able to get more and more of my hard prick into my mouth - until I had a couple inches inside my oral cavity and could actually swirl my tongue around the swollen head. The sensation was amazing and it caused my butthole to throb in anticipation of was to happen.

Then I felt the warmth and wetness of his own tongue and mouth as he met my asshole with his lips. He matched the swirling motion of my own tongue around my cock head with his tongue on my shaved hole. In my lust and sexual excitement I actually remember that his tongue was moving in the opposite direction of mine. He slowly began working his tongue into my hole and the muscles in my sphincter automatically began milking the intruder in an attempt to get more inside of me. He pressed his face into my ass harder and my cock slipped deeper into my own mouth. As he continued to eat my ass, fucking it with his rolled up tongue, he reached around my legs and began to play roughly with my nipples. Each time he pinched my nipples it was if a direct connection was made to my cock, causing it to pulse and get even harder. I could feel the veins along the shaft as I increased the motion around it with my tongue.

My hairless balls tightened up against my body and begin to churn. One nipple was given a reprieve as he brought a hand up to massage my nuts. I began muffled grunts and attempted to buck my ass into his hidden face as hard as I could without allowing my cock to escape. And then I felt blast after blast of warm, thick liquid hitting my throat as I came violently. I surprised myself by swallowing every drop of what shot out of my cock. The stranger ran his tongue around the rim of my hole a couple more times and, as he guided my legs back to my towel, again stood blocking the sun.

I was too stunned to even speak as he turned, still keeping his face from view, and walked away down the beach, giving me a wonderful view of his bronzed bubble butt. He left me totally exhausted, and I fell asleep in the late afternoon sun.

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A Memorable First

It was late in the summer of 1983 and I was spending the afternoon at a nearby nude beach. The section of the beach farthest from the parking area was known as the gay beach, so I thought IÕd walk the extra distance and check things out. Being late in the season, not a lot of guys were out enjoying the afternoon rays. I spread out my towel, lifted my tank top over my head and dropped my shorts. I laid down on my stomach and fell asleep in the warmth of the sun.

Some time later the vibration of someone walking nearby startled me awake. I lifted my head and saw a well-built guy with dark brown hair, and an all-over tan on his cute ass, walking away. He looked back over his shoulder, smiled at me, and kept walking until he disappeared over a sandy knoll. Just watching him walk away got the juices stirring in my cock and I had to lift my hips up to re-adjust things. Resting on my elbows I watched as several other guys, of various bodies types and builds, walked up and down the beach totally nude.

After a while I decided to go for a walk myself. Having come to this beach for several years I was totally comfortable being nude and around other naked men. I certainly had learned I had nothing to be ashamed of in the cock or body department. I always seemed to attract my share of attention in the natural setting of the beach. And, if my cock was constantly semi-hard, it didnÕt embarrass me or seem to bother the other guys.

IÕd walked about five minutes up the beach when I noticed I was nearing another guy laying on the beach. It was the guy who had strolled past me earlier, now reclining on a bright colored towel and leaning against an old log that had washed up on the sand. This time I got a frontal view of his chiseled facial features, well-defined chest (with just the right amount of hair) and muscular legs. His head was thrown back, resting on the log, and with his eyes closed his was beating a hard nine inch cock for all it was worth. He was lost in his own world of the warm sun, light breeze and water lapping at the riverÕs shore. Suddenly aware of my presence, he stopped stroking his meat and busied himself in his embarrassment by pretending to look for something in his gym bag while he attempted to hide his hard-on.

Coming upon the scene had caused my own cock to jut straight out from my crotch and I'm sure he noticed how his performance had affected me. I just said "hello" and kept walking up the beach. However, I couldnÕt get his hard meat out of my mind. I could feel the cum churning within my balls and the blood was pulsing into my shaft. I found a secluded spot near a tree and stood jerking myself in the sun of the late afternoon. IÕd bring myself to the point of exploding, stop and start the procedure all over again. Being nude in the outdoors had always been a sexual thrill for me - and the thought of the guy beating his own meat down the beach, and the sun warming my entire nude body, just added to the sensuality of the experience

After a few minutes of jerking off I decided to head back toward my towel down the beach. Again, as I rounded the bend, I could see the hunky guy stroking his cock. However, from its glistening in the sun, I could tell his hard shaft had now been coated with oil. As he pounded the purple rod up and down, his other hand was rubbing his muscular chest and occasionally tweaking his dark nipples. With his eyes wide open, it seemed as if he was focusing directly on me as I neared him. He didnÕt stop the motion on his prick as I neared. It was hypnotizing to watch this incredibly handsome man giving himself such pleasure.

I could feel myself getting harder the closer I got to the guy. My hand wrapped around my pulsing meat and I began stroking in unison with him. I stopped a few feet from him and continued to jerk myself off and massage my balls. Then I just walked up to this sitting figure, placed one leg on each side of his body and directed my meat to his mouth. He opened his lips, without saying anything, and took my entire shaft in his mouth. He brought his hands up to the globes of my ass and grabbed them as hard as possible. With his strong arms he began to pull my hard prick in and out of his mouth.

Just then a well-built black guy came walking out of the trees massaging his own cock. He came within about 30 feet and stopped to watch; never ceasing the movement of his own hand. I took a handful of my cocksuckerÕs hair and quickened the movement in and out of his oral cavity. Having an audience was bringing me to the brink of shooting my load. I felt one of my sex partnerÕs hands leave my ass and heard him rustling around in his gym bag. A few seconds later a cool lube-covered finger was massaging rings around my asshole. Slowly one finger entered my hole and he continued the circular motion inside me sending waves of pleasure directly to me prick. He worked another finger into my ass, continuing to loosen my virgin orifice. A popping sound emanated from my ass as both fingers were quickly pulled from inside my body. My butthole was left feeling strangely empty.

Our black voyeur had now been joined by a tall lanky blond and a stocky young Italian. The two new additions were licking and sucking every inch of his ebony skin as they tried to continue watching the two of us going at it. A noise to my left caused me to turn quickly and see yet another visitor - an incredibly handsome older man with a dark tan, and gray hair on his head and his blocky chest. He too was pounding a sizable piece of manmeat as he took in the scenery.

The mouth on my purple shaft pulled away. Two hands then rested on my hips and began to pull my body down into a squatting position over the erect pole I was to be impaled on. I was staring directly into the beautiful dark eyes of the fascinating man who was going to be the first to enter my ass. A smirk crossed my face and I let out a little laugh as I thought of two spaceships docking while the dripping head of his pulsing prick made contact with my twitching hole. He continued to pull my body down onto his, forcing the bulb of his cock to begin stretching my anus. The pain was approaching unbearable as he spoke for the first time, "Relax and push out with the muscles of your ass."

I did as I was told as his mouth covered mine, muffling the scream I wanted to release over the sandy beach. I was no longer paying attention to any of the men surrounding us. The center of my thoughts and entire being were focused on my rectum as it gobbled up more and more of the intruder within me. I could feel each inch of the glorious flesh as it slid toward its final destination. His tongue wrestled with my own until he could lower my body no longer. The hairs around the base of his cock were tickling my ass. I broke away to let out a huge sigh at the realization all of this man was inside me. Flexing the muscles of my rectal walls, I could feel the pulsing of his organ.

Taking another deep breath, I looked over to the trio of hunky men enjoying each other nearby. The black stud, rubbing his own chest and abs, had his head tilted back and seemed to be staring directly into the sun. His skin was glowing in the sunlight from the sweat of an intense sexual escapade. The stocky guy was on his knees behind the perfect physical specimen, with his head buried in the crevice of a bubblebutt, munching away in a frenzy. In front of the black guy, the blond had taken a similar position and was attempting to ingest a huge black pillar of meat. Glancing to my left I found the sexy older man reclined on the sand very near to us. A couple of his fingers were lost in his own ass and he maintained a steady rhythm on his dick with the other. He was obviously enjoying the show.

Almost involuntarily I began to raise my body up and down the hard shaft inside of me. On the down-stroke the cock was lifted up to meet my ass. My entire body was being massaged by two strong thick hands. Every so often my nipples would be pinched and twisted. I finally gave myself some relief by beginning to jerk myself off in time to the pounding my ass was getting. In something similar to a wrestling maneuver I found myself spun around and on all fours, without losing the cock in my ass. The fucking I was getting became harder and faster. Wanting more and more of this manÕs meat in me, I dropped my head and shoulders to his blanket, sticking my ass higher up in the air to meet his invasion. He was animal-like in the intensity of our coupling. Sweat began to drip from his body onto mine. I continued the flexing of my ass muscles around the hot shaft, trying to milk more of it into me. My own cock was being rubbed raw by my vigorous stroking. For the first time I was aware of the grunts and moans coming from the two of us. Basic primal instincts seemed to be erupting within me as I drank in the pleasure of the most masculine act I had ever experienced.

He lowered his torso onto my back and wrapped his arms tightly around my chest. Then he began chewing on my neck and ear lobes, sending new jolts of a combined pain and pleasure through me. Speaking again, he said, "IÕm going to blast you full of my cum." I kind of grunted a response as I felt my own jism reaching the boiling point. With a guttural cry he lifted his body off of mine and plunged into me so hard I almost lost my balance. Hot white liquid began blasting out of my rock-hard cock, covering my chest, chin and the blanket beneath me. With each pounding of my hole more cum squirted out.

Finally we collapsed together onto the soaked blanket. His mouth found my ear and he whispered, "Thank you."

I answered with, "No, no. Thank you." Just then we were both covered with a shower of hot man juice. Lost in my first fucking, neither one of us had noticed that all four of our visitors had moved closer and circled us. Almost all at once they were spraying their loads over our exhausted bodies adding a finale to a most memorable afternoon at the beach.

Our audience disappeared back into the surrounding trees and bushes as quickly as they had arrived. We ran down to the river and splashed all the evidence of our sex off each other. I was given a gentle kiss on the lips and my muscular lover walked away without giving me his name. Over the years, on return trips to the beach, I often laid my towel on the familiar spot and dreamt of the man I never saw again. However, I have always remembered that day on the beach with great fondness.

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I always enjoy your posts, pdx guy. (PDX is the airline code for Portland OR Airport - your handle is an alert in itself.)

I spent a summer and fall in Portland, and can affirm things are very much like your descriptions - maybe a little extra artistic license in describing the men - but you didn't adequately describe the beauty of either Sauvie Island or Rooster Rock State Parks. Both are on the Columbia River, and the area itself is a world class attraction. That famous picture of a rest area high on a cliff above the Columbia river is directly above Rooster Rock and the scenery is spectacular. So is the nude beach.

I used to walk my dogs there regularly...just stay off the beach itself; and tie them to a tree if anything exciting came along....and someone always did. A trip to Rooster Rock where you fail to encounter someone up for action was an exception to the rule.

In addition to the fairly flat beach, there are acres of grassy dunes, steep bluffs, areas with high grass and reed growth, driftwood logs almost anywhere, several acres of pasture-like grasses and several acres of well pathed hardwood and evergreen forest. There is a very active tearoom and a sign reassuring doubters that nudity is legal. The cruising can start from your car and in most cases it is 50 yards or less to the woods, and you have to walk perhaps a quarter to half mile to the beach areas.

It was here I discovered how warm the sun is while getting screwed at 10 AM! Washing sex residues away in the Columbia river is a real picker-upper.

Then there was the day I watched the solo Fed-Ex package guy strip down in the ladies toilet. (There was NO ONE at the park that morning. I didn't see the delivery driver anywhere in my walking through the park, so I figured he HAD to be in the ladies room.) I went in, and there he was in the next to last stall.

I said "hi." He greeted me from behind the closed door, opened it, and said he wanted to put on a show for me. I said okay, so he started dancing, as if to music (there was none) and gradually stripped completely to nothing except his shoes and socks. Wow - he was a great looking guy, and hung a good 7 1/2". I tried to compliment him and commented how hot he looked, how I'd like to blow him, but he would have no part of a BJ... no way. He was straight, and married, believed in fidelity, but liked to stop at the park enroute to his delivery in The Dalles to give "shows."

He finally jacked off and put a load in the center of the ladies room. He asked "Do you think I'm crazy?" "No, you just have an unusual form of sexual expression. "What did you think of my show?" "I thought it was a damned shame you didn't want a blowjob."

All the while the possible explanation of being in the ladies room was nagging me...in the event three grandmotherly types entered during the performance.

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No gay sandy beaches in Montreal, unfortunately, but two really hot cruisy woods by the river. Both are totally secluded, so much so that I don't think I've even seen any str8s there.

They are my favourite places for going and getting some sun on my ass. I'm also very much a voyeur and an exhibitionist (the two go together), and indeed, as you say pdxjo, it's a total turn-on that I can do it openly and freely now as an adult after being so shy about my body and so afraid at being found out when I was young.

So on that hot summer day, the year's first scorcher, I headed out on my bike to one of the cruisy woods. I get there, strip to my jock, and walk around for a suitable area to settle down, preferably within viewing diatance from some other hot guys. But it's very quiet so I pick my favourite spot, right in the middle of the place, with a nice patch of grass next to a big tree, so lots of sun and shade, secluded enough to be private, but visible from the network of trails so one can cruise and get cruised.

I get naked, and lie down on the towel, with my beer at one side and my boots to the other, wearing nothing but a cockring. Just the thought of being here in the hot sun naked gets me half hard.

A few guys walk by, but nobody sparks my interest.

Then I see Phil (we introduced ourselves later) walks by. He's a skinny, smooth, had a goatee. Tall punk boy. And he was walking around naked, except his Doc Martens (I had my 18-hole black army boots). He's half-hard, but already 7 inches sticking out, with two cockrings and a big ballstretcher. Spots me right away. I go into my bag and get another cockring and my ballrings out. I stand up and show him how interested I am. He's just starting to get into leather, which made him spot me right away, since I too had my leather arm- and wristbands. We talked about hot leather scenes and orgies we'd had.

We spend the afternoon sucking and fucking. He had a very long and thick 9,5 inch uncut cock. He luved eating my half-inch nipples and couldn't get over the gobs of precum my cock was dripping. We'd suck and pull on our big lowhangers. A bit of pot, a bit of poppers and some beer to make it a party. Very verbal when I fucked him. We must have edged at least 4 times. Sometimes another hot dude would walk by and join in. One hot muscle daddy jerked off his big cock while we looked at us sucking eachother and the daddy came on us. We showed one hunky jock a good time, making him take off his adidas shorts in front of us, sucking him and eating his ass and making him cum (I swallowed and shared).

But we decided that the finale was to be for eachother. When we finally had to cum after 3 hours of playing, we gushed two huge loads on eachother (with two hunky hung bears watching us).
We got dressed and he put on there totally hot leather shorts.

I hope to see him next time I'm down there! Or in a bar wearing those leather shorts.

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It was too hot to just lie in the hot sun of the nearly deserted nude beach. I decided to get up off my towel and walk along the water to enjoy a cool breeze for a while. In the glare of the sun I saw a dark figure in the distance, walking my way. Nude like me, as he got closer he appeared to be tall, athletic and very handsome - and brown all over from days in the golden sun. The sunlight glistened off the wet black hair on his head, chest and around his thick cock as he neared me.

Then, instead of continuing toward me, he suddenly veered off to the left and continued up a dune before disappearing into a dark path in the dense brush. I certainly had not intended to come to the beach today for any sexual experience but something about the sensuality exuded by this guy intrigued me, aroused my cock and drew me to follow the same path.

I stepped into the start of a green maze, cut through the high bushes by many others seeking quick sex with sun worshippers on the same quest, and my cock began to thicken even more. Quite a ways up ahead of me, on a bit of a rise, I could see the bronzed backside of the physically fit guy. The light of the sun reflected off the muscles on his back and tight ass as he moved like a majestic animal through what was now an area of tall grass. I lowered my right hand to massage my cock and balls as I moved along the path. Pre-cum was already leaking from my piss hole and I rubbed my thumb over my cockhead to make use of the natural lube.

When I got up to the top of the small hill the other guy was nowhere to be seen and I assumed my little fantasy hunt was over. I stood in the middle of the path and began to put a little more effort into pleasuring myself - with one hand tightening around my cock and the other manipulating my balls. Getting a little too hot, sexually and from exposure to the sun, I opted to not finish off my cock pounding and to continue on the trail that would circle back to the beach where I had started my adventure. My stiff prick bounced back and forth in front of me - an obvious open invitation to anyone I might come upon on my walk, should any others be visiting the beach on this mid-week afternoon.

Initially I walked past the little side path leading to an area where previous visitors had tamped down the natural vegetation for their own purposes. Then it registered in my mind that some movement was taking place within the high grass. I back stepped and cautiously entered the enclosure. There, on his back with his dark muscular legs spread wide, and a big hand stroking a hard prick, was the object of my search. His eyes were closed and he was smiling to himself as his other hand grasped his low-hanging balls and stretched them away from his taut body. I stood motionless staring, not knowing for sure if the hot figure on the ground was aware he had an audience viewing his pleasure. I didnÕt even really notice that I had begun to stroke my own stiff cock until I felt my own smooth balls tighten up against my body.

Moving closer, I slowly got down on my knees and carefully lowered my wetted lips to his exposed hairless nuts, attempting to take one of them into my salivating mouth. Only then did my hunky friend let out a low moan, letting me know that my presence was welcomed. While continuing to beat his meat he let go of his balls and used his now free hand to push my head roughly into his crotch. I began to wash and munch on his scrotum with much more enthusiasm. As my tongue went lower, into the crack of this guyÕs shaved ass, his legs were almost automatically drawn up into the air. A tight, small, pink asshole was exposed and I dove in to feast on a hot mixture of musk, salty sweat and coconut sun lotion. With a circular motion I teased the twitching hole for quite some time before curling up my tongue and forcing it into the depths of the incredible ass now under my control. The tan body jerked, and a loud gasp escaped from the guyÕs mouth, as I rotated my fleshy probe repeatedly around the hot silky orifice. My thumb continued its own rotation over the head of my oozing cock. I was in heaven. Nude outdoors, in the summer sun, and having an incredible sexual experience with a tall, dark stranger.

It was then that I felt a large callused hand on my own ass. Wait a minute! My new friend had one hand on my head and another sliding up and down his own cock. Where had this other one come from?

A shadow crossed our sweaty bodies and a new arrival slowly lowered himself onto the grass next to us. His one hand was still rubbing my butt and occasionally the fingers would slip into my wet crack. This guy was a hot one himself. Stocky, with salt and pepper hair clipped closely on his head and chest, he had pecs to die for - with a silver ring piercing one nipple. Even though I could not see his eyes through the mirrored sunglasses framing his angular face, his bright white smile was captivating and immediately made me feel at ease with his presence. He got comfortable on the matted grass and began to fondle the sizeable slab of cock meat jutting out proudly from a clump of silver public hair. He was so near that his incredibly hairy and muscular leg was pressing forcibly against mine. All the while he continued to run his other hand all over my body causing me to have goosebumps. Twice he paused long enough to roughly tweak one of my erect nipples. The action sent a bolt of electricity throughout my body, pulsing directly to my rigid prick. My nostrils were now filled with a mixture of the newcomerÕs man scent and the aromas of the ass in which I had my face buried.

The stud under me was trying to reposition his body and bring his legs back down to earth. As he did, I had to bring my face out of his crotch and my mouth was immediately met by a veiny, stiff cock being directed my way. I quickly stretched my mouth into an "O," gulped as much of it as possible in, and began to piston back and forth on it - with some assistance from my friend who had a handful of my hair in his fist and was yanking my head up and down. I could feel the hot, fleshy shaft throbbing and twitching in my oral cavity as I swirled my tongue around the cleanly cut knob. Hoping for more of the sweet, sticky taste of his pre-cum I sucked even harder on the large perfectly formed mushroom head.

About that time our new friendÕs massive hand found my straining cock and he began to beat it with the same steady rhythm being used on his own. We all seemed to be reaching a sexual frenzy of amazing proportions. Three bodies felt as if they were being joined into one as our masculine sexual energies combined in nearing the ultimate physical release. The tensed body attached to the cock in my mouth began to buckle and, with a guttural scream coming from above me, blast after blast of hot salty cum began to spurt over the back of my tongue and down my nearly raw throat. Both of the guyÕs hands were trying to unlock my head from his pulsing meat but I continued to milk it for what it was worth as he writhed on the ground. With the sweat running down my ass crack sensually teasing my own slightly twitching hole, I felt my own body's muscles tightening for a blastoff of my own as the other man continued to stroke me. My jizz spewed all over the balls of the panting man under me and ran down into the crevice of his tight butt. I was still shooting white liquid all over the sexy body, with a tasty shaft slowly starting to soften in my mouth, when the other manly figure suddenly removed his grip from my cock, stood up and began to shower his massive load all over the two of us. A deep grunt accompanied each arc of creamy cum flying through the air before it splattered below on our sex-flushed skin.

The satiated gorgeous older man then casually walked away, and out onto the main path, without ever saying a word. I let the now limp cock of the first guy slide out of my mouth and began to lick my own warm savory body fluids, which were mixing effortlessly with his, from my original partner's balls and moist ass crack. Falling back onto the matted grass, and raising a furry arm over his eyes, the beautiful man let out a big sigh. When IÕd finished licking up our combined juices, I rose to my feet and also quietly left the little sex nest in the brush. With the smell and remnants of sex covering my nude body, I took the path back to the river where I could clean myself up with a dip in the cool water before returning to my towel on the sandy beach.

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