Beach Story

I'm a married guy, in my late fifties. Chubby, with a generous belly. When Covid started, we decided to get out. I quit work and we retired to a lovely little house we'd bought in a mid sized college town in Southwestern Ontario. Life has been mellow, and idyllic, yet had been lacking a little spice. Once we got here, my wife, who is originally from here, started hanging out with her childhood friends more, leaving me time to myself, which I really loved. After thirty years working in graphics and advertising, I wanted to take some time to explore my wants and interests and rediscover some long buried aspects of my sexuality.

Last summer I had a couple of days to myself. It was a hot sunny summer, and our city is an hour or so from a lot of beautiful beaches along the Great Lakes. I did some digging to find the best ones close by. To my surprise, I came across a nude beach. It seemed so out of character for quiet conservative country Ontario. The more I read about it, I found myself getting harder and harder. So I packed up a beach bag, threw on some trunks, just in case it proved to be totally false and headed out. The drive was beautiful. Rolling farmland, small towns, the car windows down and the music blasting. I was a little breathless in anticipation. I've always been pretty shy about my body, being a fat guy, so the idea of a nude beach was thrilling and terrifying all at once. My cock was straining in my shorts as I drove, and was sticky and wet.

I arrived at the beach gates, bought my parking pass and headed for the far parking lot as described on the web sites I'd read. I wondered if the kid at the entrance knew where I was headed. I was sure he did and I blushed as I thanked him and drove on. I found the car park at the end, surrounded by trees and about half full. When I got through the trees and past the beach grasses on the little boardwalk, I was a little confused. It was a long wide sandy beach looking out over the turquoise water of Lake Erie. The beach was fairly full of loud families. There were kids running around and their parents were all spread out in elaborate encampments for the day. It certainly didn't meet my expectations. I checked my phone again. The websites said to turn right and follow the beach for a kilometre or so until the provincial park ended, then cross a small stream and carry on to the private land where the nude section began.

I headed off down the beach, the sound of noisy families diminishing as I walked. I could see some people on the beach in the distance but didn't know what I was walking into. As I walked, I passed a few single men headed in the same direction. Most were in their forties of fifties. Some looked fairly fit, some were chunkier, like me. No one acknowledged each other, they just walked down the beach as I did. I came to the stream and my anticipation grew. My cock was standing hard against my trunks. I carried a towel in front to hide it, still not knowing what to expect. There were small "corals" made of driftwood along the beach, each allowing some privacy and protection from the wind. About five minutes after passing onto the private beach, I passed a coral with a couple lying in the sun. A man and a woman in their late forties, both splayed out nude on their towels. Both with full body tans. They were clearly regulars. Both of them had their knees up, feet in the sand and their legs spread toward the lake. She was massaging lotion on her big floppy breasts. He was reading, his long flaccid cock draped over his balls.

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I noticed more people as I walked down the beach. There were some middle aged couples strolling along, who looked like any of my new neighbours, but mostly there were men. I passed the driftwood corrals, and there were men, big, small, some younger, but a lot were late middle age or older. I suddenly felt self conscious because I still had my clothes on. I decided it was time to find a spot and strip off. I walked on until I found an empty spot a little past the most crowded part of the beach. The driftwood walls were about knee high, so they provided a little privacy, but still allowed a good view of the beach. I spread out my towel, got out my suntan lotion, and decided to go for it. I took off my shirt and stood for a minute, letting the sun hit my chest and belly. I was always self conscious about my "man boobs" and big belly, but somehow I felt liberated standing there in the sun. As I looked around, my neighbours were also older chubby guys. One was sitting in a low folding chair, one was lying on his stomach, his round white ass glistening with lotion. My immediate neighbour was an older guy, with closed cropped white hair. He was quite darkly tanned, and had a chest full of curly white hair. His pubic hair was trimmed and quite short. His cock was thick. I'd never seen one quite that thick in real life. It was semi hard, and was raised just a little above his low hanging balls. He was wearing big black sunglasses, and looked like he might be asleep, but his head was turned toward me.

I took a breath, untied the string on my trunks and pulled them down and stepped out of them in one smooth move, which was a little tricky with my hard on. I turned a little so it wasn't so obvious I was erect, folded my trunks and sat down on my towel. I reached over and got out my sunscreen. I was fairly pale and pink skinned so Ii felt a bit embarrassed next to all these beach regulars. The act of rubbing the lotion all over my body felt incredibly erotic. Certainly more that it ever had before. I rubbed the lotion deeply. Over every inch of my body, trying my best to cover as much of my back as possible. Finally I got up on my knees and massaged the lotion on to my ass, feeling my hand slip in between my ass cheeks. Then I took a hand full and coated my crotch. I rubbed it all over my shaved pubis, into the creases where my legs met, under my balls, and finally covered my cock and balls with the creamy coconut lotion, which mixed with my pre-cum against my palm. I glanced over at my neighbour, his head was still tilted my way, eyes obscured by his sunglasses. I let me eyes linger on his body and noticed his cock was quite erect, I could see it growing hard until it stood almost vertical, casting a shadow on his small belly.

I laid down on my towel, stretched out my legs, felt the sun and summer breeze all over my body. A few people would pass by, strolling along the beach. Some would look out toward the water, some talking , and some would turn and look in at me, and I could see their eyes glance down between my legs and look at my cock. I felt comfortable and relaxed but also like I was on display for all to see.

After a while, I started to get really sweaty. I could feel my skin getting hot to the touch, and knew it was time to jump in the lake. I walked down to the water and stepped in. The beach slipped gently into the water. The sand was soft and the water shallow. It was initially a bit of a shock, the water was cool, but after a moment, it felt good. I walked out further into the lake, feeling my naked body slip deeper. I gasped a little as it touched the bottom of my balls. I took a big step and my cock was submerged. The water was wonderfully cool, and I could feel the currents between my legs, and licking at my ass. I ducked under completely, swam a little and then stood, up to my waist, looking back toward the beach. I could see all of the people stretched out naked, walking along the shore, relaxed and open. As I stood there, my neighbour got up and trotted into the water. He splashed in until the water was up to his thighs and then dove in. I admired his body as he ran. I had never allowed my gaze to linger on anther man's body before. A minute later he emerged from below the water just near me. He was a little taller than me, so the water level was just below the base of his cock.

"It's pretty hot out. It's my first time here so I was starting to worry a bit about sun burn in all those tender spots that don't see the sun." I said, somewhat clumsily. He smiled and nodded, then put his hand on my shoulder and turned me a little and looked down my back.

"You should let me put some sunscreen on your back when we get out of the water. You're looking pretty pink. Might get you to do the same for me.", he said. He had a low, gravelly voice, that I immediately warmed to.

We made small talk for a while. He had been coming for a couple of years, since he and his wife split up. He had a contracting business that had been doing well with all the new construction in town. He lived in the same city as me, toward the edge in what had been farmland until recently. We strolled back toward the beach, making slightly nervous conversation.

"Give me your lotion." He said.

I handed him the tube and stretched out on the blanket. The next thing I knew, I felt a squirt of cold lotion between my shoulder blades, and his hard, powerful hands started massaging my back. He started with my neck and shoulders, working his thumbs into my muscles while he spread the sunscreen. I was feeling more self conscious about my weight, but he continued all the way down to the base of my spine. I just had time to wonder if.. when his well lubed hand slid between my ass cheeks, and then all over my bum. My cock began to drip and pressed into the blanket and sand. He worked his way down to my ankles and then delicately his fingers worked into my feet.

"Your turn?" I asked, not sure what the etiquette might be.

"Of course!" He threw the tube back at me with a familiar toss. I think he might have been an athlete in his youth. He went back to his corral and lay on his towel. His right leg was splayed out and up, leaving him completely exposed. He closed his eyes and rested his head on his powerful forearms. I lathered my hands with lotion and knelt down beside him. I began as he had. His back was surprisingly well muscled for a man in his early sixties. He didn't look like a gym rat, just someone who was used to physical work. He had a bit of pad, but you wouldn't have called him fat. I slowly rubbed in the lotion, making long sweeping motions, that got closer and closer to his waist. My breath was short. My lips were dry. I took lotion in both hands and slid them around his beautiful round ass. It was not big but was surprisingly feminine. I could feel the hairs on his cheeks. They were coarse, and I found that even more arousing. I pushed my hand down between his cheeks, and my hand glided down to the base of his balls. He murmured a little and lifted his leg a little more to provide a bit more access. I got more lotion, trying to be discrete, because overt sexual activity was discouraged on the beach, I slid the other hand down, allowed it to cup his balls and wiped some lotion on them, and then as I slid my hand away, I let my finger run over his asshole. I continued to lotion his legs and then used my thumbs to massage the balls of his feet.

"Thanks", he mumbled "you can bring your towel over and stay here if you'd like."

So I did. I laid down next to him on my stomach. And closed my eyes. I drifted off a little in the warm summer afternoon. I opened them with a start, not having expected to fall asleep. He had turned over on his back, had his sunglasses back on and looked down and smiled at me when my eyes opened.

"Oh wow!" I exclaimed "sorry I fell asleep, sun has that affect on me".

I rolled over, reached into my bag and got out two bottles of water. I offered him one. We sat there drinking our water, not talking much. Our feet were touching, and his left hand was propping him up in the sand. His fingers nestled just under the edge of my ass cheek.

The shadows were getting longer, the light had taken on a golden hue. Around us, people were getting up and collecting their belongings. A lot had left while I slept, and we were now almost alone, being quite far down the beach.

Our conversation continued for a few minutes and then suddenly stopped. I was stealing looks at his cock, and his head was down a little, tilted toward me.

I still can't believe I did it, but I reached over and put my hand on his cock. I let my fingers wrap around it, and then squeezed a little. I had never held another man's cock before. He reclined, turned toward me, propping his head on one hand so he could see me and look over my shoulder through the driftwood to the beach, scanning for passersby. Then he reached over and gently grabbed my cock. I stretched out as well, keeping his cock in my hand. I looked down at it with fascination. It was hard but yielded to my touch. He started stroking my cock. I sucked in my belly, partly out of vanity, and partly to allow him freer movement. It felt electric. It was moist and greasy from the lotion, and was sticky with pre cum. I followed his lead, pulling on his big cock. It was bigger than mine, and I was trying to pleasure him in my clumsy way.

We discreetly jerked each other, sometimes looking down, and then looking at each other, and then watching the waves roll in to shore.

I usually take a long time to cum, and I was worried he'd get bored and I'd have to finish, but then I felt myself suddenly getting closer to cumming than I was ready for. He could sense it. My muscles were tightening, I was panting quietly like an animal. Then it happened. My body tensed. I was rigid and a bolt of lightning shot through my body. I could feel the cum shoot out in a forceful blast, and then pumped out in another long wave. I almost didn't want to look, but I glanced down and my cum had sprayed all over him. There were drops just under his nipple, down to his belly button, and speckles all over his pubic hair. He continued to stroke me, and then his grip tightened. I could feel his arm tense. I stroked his cock harder, I wanted to intensify my rhythm without getting too violent. I could feel his body tense. He went stiff and arched his back toward me. He whispered "God Damn" in my ear, so close I could feel his breath, and then a second later, I felt a warm wet spray hit me all down my chest. My hand was dripping with his cum, and I stroked his cock as it throbbed out the long throes of orgasm.

We lay there for a few minutes, not saying anything. For me, I had just had my first sexual experience with a man. Naked on a public beach. I was just shy of turning sixty, and I felt like a teenager on Spring Break. I didn't know if this was a regular thing for him. We hadn't really talked about it. He leaned himself back up on his elbow and looked down at me. I blushed and felt shy again. Then he took his finger and drew it threw his cum, up over my floppy chest and rubbed it over my hard little nipple. My cock jerked and a small drop of cum popped out. I reached down, wiped it off the tip and put it to my tongue.

We got up and ran down into the water for one last splash. We wiped off the cum from our bodies, and slowly walked back to pack up and get dressed. We wandered back down the beach, past the few remaining sun bathers. A few looked at us knowingly. Most were just enjoying their own afternoon, sprawled out naked in the summer sun. We got to the parking lot, he to his big gleaming black pick up truck, me to my car. We looked at each other for a minute, hiding behind our sunglasses, the experience we had just shared. We both smiled, then drove off down the tree shaded dirt road toward the park entrance and our daily lives.

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