Beachboy

During the summer of 1982 I was lucky enough to have gotten a nice little apartment on Brighton Beach, only one block from the ocean. Every morning I would walk on the beach, and during the afternoon I would wander under the boardwalk, quite a different world, especially with the beach being in NYC.

One Saturday morning I was wandering around under the walk in a fairly well populated area. People were scattered about, a few boys and youth changing, little kids running around naked, people avoiding the sun, one couple screwing under a blanket, just the average sights.

I spotted a young black boy of about eighteen, who at first seemed to me to be extremely hyperactive. He hovered around the couple screwing for a while, moving from one foot to the other like he really had to go to the bathroom. Every time that a man or a youth would wander up to the back wall of the boardwalk to take a piss, the boy would follow, stand right next to them, and would take out his penis as if he had to urinate. He would spend all of his time almost leaning over against the man or youth, trying to see their penis. I watched this boy in action for about ten minutes before realizing that he was not hyperactive, he was in a sort of sexual frenzy. He was an extremely horny boy who wanted to look at as many penises as he could.

Eventually not being able to hold off any longer, I wandered up to the wall, took out my penis, and stood there like I had to urinate. Sure enough, almost before I had my zipper down, the young boy was there standing besides me, his erect penis out in his hand. I noticed two things almost at once, one that he was a good looking boy, and two that he had a fairly big penis.

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I did not urinate, but kept my penis out for a few extra minutes so that he could look at it. I figured that if the kid really got off at looking at men's cocks, who was I to deny him. As I put my penis back into my pants, realizing that a man could only stand there so long with his penis in his hand, especially with a little boy standing next to him, I looked over at him, smiled, and told him that he had a nice penis.

I headed down the beach under the boardwalk, to a more secluded area which came out near an area where boys use to hang out, and where I would sometimes see them playing sexually with each other.

As I rounded the bend, I heard someone coming up behind me. Being that I was in NYC, and in a secluded place, I was ready to panic, until I turned to find that the young black boy had followed me.

When he approached me I could see his erection bulging in his pants. He asked me if he could see my "dick" again, and if he could touch and hold it. "I only want to hold it for awhile", he told me in a low raspy voice.

I was at odds then, because I knew that he was very horny, and that he wanted badly to be able to play sexually with someone, but I told him that I did not feel safe standing there out in public while he held my dick. I suggested that we go back to my apartment, and told him how close it was, but he was a little scared to do that. I didn't really blame him too much, after all, he did not know me.

Again the little boy said "pleeease!", as he put his hand over the front of my crotch squeezing a little. This, of course, brought me erect at once, which was not a good thing to have happen, as an erection was well known for clouding thinking. Succumbing to his charm, I told them that he could feel me up if he wanted to, but only for a couple of minutes.

Happily he reached under the leg of my shorts, up into my underpants, and brought my penis out into his hands. By this time I was horny, and was ready to burst. He touched, caressed, and examined me carefully, obviously enjoying him self very much. Not seeing anyone lurking around our area, I took his penis out of his pants the same way, and began to caress him.

After about two minutes he asked, "Don't you want me to suck it?" , and I almost melted right there. I again tried for my apartment, but the boy told me that he couldn't go there. He told me that his older brother was out on the beach selling sodas, and he had to hang around. Whether or not his story was true, I knew that he was too scared, one way or another, to go home with me.

The boy went down on me like someone who had been denied sex for years. I know that he was disappointed when I lasted for about forty-five seconds under his heavy attack. I felt a little better, however, when returning the favor, he lasted only about thirty seconds longer than I had.

When we had finished and put our cocks back away in our pants, he smiled at me with an impish smile and asked " Do you want to fuck me?" Ah, what a torturer. Of course I wanted to take him there right under the boardwalk, or to bring him a little further under the platform where sand dunes were built up, a favorite outdoor sex location in that area, but I was too nervous. I was scared enough about the activities we had already engaged in, let alone go further.

I told him that I would love to fuck him, and that I would love to have him fuck me, but that we were not safe right out there where anyone could walk by any minute. I told him that if he could come to my apartment, even for just a little while, we could do whatever he wanted to do. Of course, he refused.

When we parted, he said that he would see me the next day in the same area where I had first met him. I went back the next day, but he was not there, nor did I see him again for the rest of the summer, even though I wandered the beach from Coney Island back to Brighton Beach looking for him.

Every time I seen a black boy on the beach, I looked twice, hoping that it was my little friend. I was sad when he did not appear again. It was obviously that the little boy was lonely, that he liked men and that he would have benefited from a relationship with a kind and loving man. Even though the boy is now a young man, every time I see a young black boy on the street, I look carefully at his face, still looking for my little beach boy who was so fond of men's cocks.

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