Another Day on The Beach pt 1 SeXStoRY

I was heading towards my favourite beach in North Wales, the only public place I could indulge in my favourite pastime and also get hold of a nice piece of manhood. Would I be lucky? It was a gloriously warm sunny morning, with nothing but the hypnotic sound of the surf breaking on the seashore. The sand was soft and golden beneath my feet and the sky was a glorious blue above my head, the sea took on this wonderful hue. I felt horny, not uncommon for days like this, but it became more acute as I approached my favourite part of this stretch of beach. My cock was stiffening and it became uncomfortable as it tried to release itself from the confines of my shorts. I was still some distance from the official start of the beach, which was my destination, the sign was still a speck in front of me, but I couldn’t ignore my feelings any longer. Looking around it was clear that there wasn’t anyone else on the beach: I was alone. I quickly removed my light cotton shirt and dropped my shorts to my ankles. My cock quickly stood to attention as if sniffing the air for the aroma of cunt or for the aroma of a cock. Putting my discarded clothes in my small backpack I immediately felt the warmth of the sun and the gentle breeze on my body. It felt wonderful. Slinging the bag on my right shoulder and holding my cock in my hand I walked on. I arrived at my destination; a sign mounted on two posts announced YOU ARE NOW ENTERING A NATURIST BEACH. NUDITY IS ONLY ALOUD BETWEEN THIS SIGN AND ANOTHER FURTHER ALONG THIS BEACH. I had read this many times before but today I was too far from it to read those comforting words. “Nudist Beach”. I now started to look towards the dunes on my left, looking for likeminded people whom like me enjoyed the freedom of nudity, a combination of voyeurism and exposure. The dunes weren’t high, just an area of grasses and hollows, between the golden sand and the wasteland beyond. This was a popular area with nudists as it offered a certain amount of protection from the wind, which could arrive unannounced, and some cover for more adult activities. It was those activities I was looking for. There were a couple of figures frolicking in the sea, but were too far away to identify their gender and I was specifically looking for one, a man: More importantly, a man with a big cock for me to play with. Suddenly I saw a guy stand, surrounded by grasses, he was holding his cock, I had long since removed my hand from mine and it was still in a magnificent stiff state. This looked promising as he was looking in my direction. I looked directly in his direction, my cock still sniffing the air and walked towards him. “Hello” I said nervously trying not to make it obvious what I was looking at. “Nice morning” “Yes, very nice” he replied. He dropped his eyes towards my manhood. I felt so fucking horny. We stood together discussing the view, but neither of us was actually concentrating on the panoramic view as we were looking lustfully at each other’s manhood’s. I wanted to touch his glorious length it was the same proportion as mine, long and thick. I knew I impressed him too. “You’ve got a good length there,” I said feeling more confident by the second. “Fancy some company”? “I was hoping you’d say that. I saw you walking along the beach and seeing that lovely cock of yours turned me on as you can see.” We were standing so close that I felt his bum cheek against mine, warm and soft. As I took his length in my hand I felt it stiffen even more as mine did when he held mine. My bum cheeks involuntarily clenched as I felt my cock yield to his touch. This is the fun I was seeking, for which I had walked miles along a wonderful beach to a male paradise. I started to pull his foreskin over his knob before peeling it back to expose it again, glistening and enticing. He did the same with mine and as he did so we turned towards each other to indulge in a gentle frottage. Cock against cock, stiff and manly. Any reservations I had slowly dissolved as we stood face to face rubbing our cocks together. I reached behind him and felt a bum cheek, tight and round, then his bum crack, deep and slightly moist. My desire for him was rising as much as the temperature was rising with the mid morning sun. I felt his hand touching my cheeks, stroking them gently in a “want you fashion”, then his fingers sliding up and down my crease, pausing momentarily to finger my arse hole. It felt so wonderful, so right to be here with this total stranger who wanted my cock and arse as much as I wanted his. I couldn’t wait any longer. “Do you mind” I asked as I lowered my head towards his stiffness and started to lick his knob. His grunt and a slight gentle thrust of his hips encouraged me to take more of him, he tasted delicious, a hint of sun cream was replaced by the unmistakable taste of salty pre-cum. My thumb was probing his arsehole, which was offering too much resistance for me to penetrate. After a while he tapped me on the head. “My turn” he announced. Lowering himself on his knees before me, he took my cock in his hand and pulled it into his warm moist mouth with a snake like tongue that licked my aching shaft excitedly. It felt wonderful. My ardour was building rapidly as I held onto his broad tanned shoulders to support myself, I avoided cumming by pulling my cock out of his pleasure giving orifice and playfully slapping his face with it. I couldn’t stand this much longer. The attention I was receiving had to be delayed before my jizz, shooting down his throat, announced the end of the session. This I didn’t want to do, I wanted this to continue much, much longer. I pulled my cock out of his mouth and turned towards my bag from which I removed my towel to place next to his. As I bent forward I felt his warm stiff cock going into my crease. It felt wonderful, if not a little surprising, as I didn’t hear him get up, but my arse wasn’t to be his, just yet, although I stayed motionless long enough and groaning softly to let him know that I was to be his. I sat down on my towel and beckoned him to sit in front of me… TO BE CONTINUED © Morning Glory December 2012