The other day I was hanging around the apartment doing nothing, so I decided to take a ride to the beach. I grabbed a beach towel and took off in my car.
When I got there, I found his secluded little road and followed it to this huge sand dune near the ocean. No one was around but me, and I lay on my back and decided to take a nap.
I must have dozed off, because the next thing I knew I was staring at the biggest cock I'd ever seen. I looked up further and I was now looking at a young-looking dude. "You'd better cover up," I told him, "or you're going to burn."
"My name is Scott," he said. "Mind if I share your blanket?"
He was intensely restless as his fourlegged body seemed to burn endlessly with new reservoirs of come deep within his huge pair of male sex organs, come that desperately needed to be released in sex. He was able quell the restlessness somewhat by running and working out, which helped expend some of his enormous sexual energy. It was this need for relief mixed with the joy of immin.
I am secretly gay, but am too scared to tell anyone, as our society today would basically pummel me if I was to come out. So my fantasies stay to myself, and I talk to no one. I'm a very quiet kid, lots of friends, surprisingly mostly girls, but I'm majorly in love with two of my best guy friends. Greg and Matt. Greg is a junior, 145 pounds, 6' or so. Well that's where the fun started.
The heat was suffocating and he really hated working at the laundry, it seemed to attract every ugly red-neck in a two county radius. Luckily, there was the occasional cute college boy, from the apartments across the street. So far this afternoon thought it had been ugly and uglier. Plus he still had two hours left on his shift. As a matter-of -fact he was painfully shy.
I kick with my feet in the frothing hot spa water and my trunks ride the jet stream to the surface. Slap them onto the concrete beside the spa. Feels mighty fine to be buck naked in the hot water. The motel pool/spa room closed at ten. But when I tried my room keycard, the green light blinked and the door opened. I kept the lights off so as not to be noticed. Then I have the place to myself.
At 32, I had become accustomed to familiar surroundings and friends of many years. But, like most other people not being born into wealth, you travel to where you can best earn the most decent living. I hadn't expected so much work to be needed in moving into our new house. The first week in our new home had me doing the typical husband deeds, mostly carpentry and landscaping.
It`s work very hard for 5 months then relax a bit before doing it all again next summer. The boys here are very friendly. locals and visitors alike. My day starts at around 8am where I must be at my business to receive and store daily product deliveries till around noon. Afterwards it`s off to the gym for 3-4 hrs. I like the changes that I see since starting my work out routine.
But I was so horny and didn't know where to satisfy my craving for cock. Even if it meant just a look at a piece of man-meat, hard and stroking. I was visiting friends and remembered visiting a hot cruising area right near a police barracks of all places. It was a great place to meet guys anytime of the year. So I headed there hoping to find someone to play with and get my rocks off.
He was wearing a jock under his trademark tattered jeans, but the touch of his hand still excited him. Without thinking, he hooked his fingers under his hidden balls and began to stroke the meaty outline of his cock with the crook of his thumb. But not today. John had some definite plans.
At lunch, I planned on going to the bank to deposit my check. When I walked out of my office building in Southeast Louisiana, I could hardly believe the incredible weather. Low 70's, very little humidity, clear skies, and a cool breeze. Before I knew it, I was driving to a rest stop near my office with picnic tables and a trail in the woods. He was about my age, 33. I knew he was interested.
He sat down next to me, and man did he look good! He had this clear skin, with no hair, and I just couldn't keep my eyes off his cock.
"Oh, I'm sorry, Scott," he said, My name is Andy."
"Nice to meet you, Andy."
I reached into my cooler, grabbed two sodas, and handed one to Scott. I kept looking at his cock so much that I started getting horny. Good thing I was laying on my stomach, 'cause I was hard already.
"Say, Andy, let me put some tanning lotion on your back." He reached into his bag, got some lotion, and started to spread it all over my back. Then he moved down closer to my ass, put more lotion on his hand, and started to rub my cheeks and my asscrack. His movements were slow now, as if he were sending me a message with his hand. And it felt good.
The next thing I felt was a finger probing my asshole. He kept rubbing lotion all over my asscheeks and soon he was shoving two fingers in my hole. I looked over at his cock, and that bastard was up - it must've been at least nine-and-a-half inches long. I started to move my ass against his hand, and now he had three fingers in my hole, and it felt good. "Ooh, Scott," I moaned, "I'm HOT."
Scott moved around in front of me, and now his cock was right in front of my mouth. I opened wide, and his cock went right in. He already had some pre-cum on the tip. "Andy, I needed a nice warm mouth like yours," he said. He started to really move his hips, fucking my mouth in full strokes. "Andy, get ready for a blast," he warned. Just then I felt his cock throb, he blasted down my throat. I took every drop of his cum.
As I continued to hold his cock in my mouth, it got a little softer and smaller, and now it felt more comfortable to suck him. "Oh, Andy, you're the best," he said, and moved away from me.
I turned over, and he looked at my cock. He out his head into my crotch, took my cock in his mouth, and started to suck like a madman. I thought the top of my head was going to blow off. Soon I was moaning, "Scott, here it comes," and I blasted my load right down his throat.
Scott came up from my crotch with cum smears on his face. then I got up to get some more soda from the car, and when I came back, I handed him one and popped the other one for myself.
I lay back down on my blanket on my stomach, and Scott took up right where he'd left off before. He started to play with my ass again, the put his face inside my crack and started to tongue-fuck me.
After awhile, I said,"Come on, Scott, let's take a dip and cool off."
I put my soda in the cooler, made a run for the water and dove in. Scott right behind me. When he came up, he grabbed my hips and held on so tight that I could feel his cock right between my asscheeks. And the he started to grind his crotch against my ass. That felt so good that I was pushing back against him.
After a few minutes, Scott said, "Come on, let's grab a few more rays before we have to go home."
So we walked together out of the water, and boy, did he have a nice build! I was wondering to myself how it would feel to have that big cock sliding deep into my ass. I was getting horny just thinking about it.
We sat down again and finished our soda. I put my hand on his thigh, poured some lotion on him, and gradually started to rub up and down, gradually going closer and closer to his crotch. Soon I had him real hot, and that cock of his was really throbbing. I put some more lotion in my hand, grabbed his cock, and started to stroke it. Then I brought my mouth down to his crotch, took his cock into my mouth, and gave him a good five minutes of sucking on his purple cockhead. I licked away the first few drops of pre-cum, then took in every inch of his shaft and felt the tip touch the back of my throat. Gently squeezing at the base, I made the veins stand out and the whole cock quiver. By now it was throbbing like crazy, and Scott just couldn't sit still.
I knew that very soon his cock would spurt its juices everywhere, so I got him to lie down on hi back while I sat astride him I then placed the tip of his gorgeous cock at the entrance to my ass and very slowly and deliberately began to slide down his solid rod. I couldn't believe that it wasn't really hurting me. I kept taking more and more of his cock until his complete length was in my hole. Then I started pumping and I can't describe the feeling as his cock kept brushing against my ass walls. Each stroke was longer and more pleasurable than the previous one, and my ass muscles were contracting and expanding, gripping and releasing. By now his hands were kneading my ass, and our hips were making uncontrollable twitching movements. I could soon feel the veins in his cock filling up for the finale, as his love juices began to rise from his balls. They coursed along the length of his ridge pole before spurting forth into my hole, filling me completely. I wanted him to keep spurting away inside me forever, in unending orgasm. Eventually, he pumped himself dry, and my ass was full to overflowing with cock spunk.
When I eventually eased myself off Scott, his juices began to seep from my ass, so I wiped myself with the towel. Then we both lay back and rested a while.
Within fifteen minutes, both of us were hot and horny again. I got down on all fours, my ass pointing in the are and my hole completely exposed. I was ready for him to take me doggie style. This time Scott slipped right in, and my pleasurable moans got louder and louder as he thrust in and out of my hole. When I felt his pubic hairs brushing against my backside, I knew all nine-and-a-half inches were in me. He was soon pumping me almost as vigorously as the first time. Then, suddenly, he grabbed my hips and let that hot lava flood my love channel. God, it felt good!
Exhausted, Scott collapsed on my back, and we both fell fast asleep.
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