I was naked when the leaves and branches rustled and then parted. I let the last corner of the towel drop to the sand and I turned. I saw an arm and then a shoulder and then the naked chest emerge through the leaves. Suddenly there was the face. Damn that face was so handsome I did a double take but then as the quintessential male and muscular body slid into full view, I swear my legs almost buckled beneath me. This man seemed like no other man. He was superb. I let my eyes quickly scan down over that feast of erotic maleness and it was then that I saw the emerald green Speedo. The sun was reflecting off it and it made it sparkle like a jewel. Perhaps coincidental but rather appropriate considering the jewels I was soon to discover within the dazzling material. It wasn’t the usual tight and body-hugging Speedo. There was looseness about it at the crotch that made his bulge ambiguous. I like to look at a man’s bulge but there was something provocative about the uncertainty of his size and shape and cut. I was all the more curious and it made me want to explore more than normal. For me that was saying something.
He continued walking toward me. This was one of those days in summer when you are alone, when the silence and the heat combine to make the stillness and quiet, tangible. There was not even a breeze and the foliage was dense and motionless and surrounded us like living walls painted in multiple shades of green. The heat of the day blanketed us, giving rise to the glistening moistness of our skin and adding to the sexual heat that was growing toward a fever pitch between us. The sand beneath our feet was very warm but verging on hot and the speckles and rays of sun passing through the leaves and branches made for a tantalising visual, as it sprayed his rippling and tanned physique. I sucked in a deep breath and swallowed hard as he came closer.
The full-bodied picture of this stranger approaching me through the thickness of wild scrub was breathtaking but as the distance was closed with each step he took and with my eyes glancing over him from top to bottom, his appearance made my heart begin to beat harder, my desires begin to ache within me and my legs begin to shake. This was one of those rare encounters where the stranger was beyond expectations and beyond the usual. This was one of those days when life bestows upon you a stunning sexual gift.
I admit that I was fundamentally a slut. Sex and the thought of sex took up most of my time. I was twenty-four, gay and sexually obsessed. I was good-looking with blonde hair and blue eyes and I didn’t just look like a hard-bodied surfer that was ripped and buff and tanned all over, I actually was that guy. It can be rare to find an out of the closet surfer that doesn’t pretend to be straight but I didn’t give a fuck what anyone thought and my needs were great and my desires greater. If I wasn’t picking up a guy then I was the one that was being picked up by a guy. I loved the male body, I loved any size or shape or cut of cock and I also loved fucking as much as I loved being fucked. It didn’t matter where or how but I did have a favourite place to find it.
Within a large bay, well away from my surfing haunts, a small cove containing a calm, quiet and pretty beach was situated. Behind it the headland expanded as part of a peninsula. With erosion and the secret wanderings of men, a dune of sand interspersed with heavy indigenous plant life. Paths and tracks from years of human footfalls were winding in every direction. Trees and scrub formed hidden pockets from prying eyes and fed appetites of varying degrees.
Male and hungry for cock, I had bypassed the beach and high on top of the dune, I had walked into this cave of leafy silence. I had stripped naked only moments beforehand and as I had turned in response to the sounds and movement, he had stumbled upon me. It was that delicious man. He had been on the beach but now he was in search as well. No words or names were spoken for our eyes said it all. We both had arrived at this space and time in need and we both found in each other’s bodies what was required and we both found in each other’s eyes an agreement. This was a beat and we were both there for the very same reason. Hot, naked and unadulterated man sex! It is that sort of sex that brings relief found in release, through wild and lustful anonymity.
He was still walking toward me when he left the shade, stepped into the direct sunlight and I began to take in every feature. His black hair, a sharp and clean buzz cut; his low though broad forehead leading to a thick and neat black brow that crowned sensual, dark green eyes. His face was handsome, strong in character and more round than square. His lips were dark red, smooth and defined and this stunning head and face was perched on a strong neck and a powerful upper body. Everywhere I looked he was sculpted. He was a living, breathing statue of masculinity.
His movement was slow and sensual, each step gliding subconsciously, so naturally, as he came closer. His strong arms were barely moving but nonetheless, like every centimetre of him, they too were a sight to behold. My cock began to rise in aesthetic appreciation and was stretching toward him with anticipation. God, he was fucking beautiful.
In my eyes he was the idyllic man. He looked so strong and powerful. His body was cut and shaped with muscle and sinew and taut flesh. I could barely contain myself from running to him. I wanted to touch him, to slide my fingers all over that smooth, brown skin. His exquisite body oozed sex from every pore and suddenly I wanted to loose my tongue all over him as well. He made my sexual hunger for him impossible to ignore.
He was staring into my eyes with a sexual intensity that almost suggested rape. His gaze was carnivorous and I was his meal. I wanted to hand him a knife and fork. Never had a man made me feel like this and he was only walking toward me. I was ready to lie down on his sacrificial alter.
His movement stopped but again it was gentle. Somehow it seemed wrong that a man, a man of such size and power, could be so intricate if not delicate in his presence and yet it turned me on even more. It raised my curiosity about his sexual nature, which from his appearance looked like a highly active top. He was still staring into my eyes but then slowly his gaze dropped, scraping down over my naked body and visually devouring me. I felt like he was peeling the flesh off me with his eyes but then they stopped and became glued to my cock. I was already so hard it was throbbing and that was just from the sight of him.
Though it was only moments, it seemed as if his eyes would never leave my erection and I didn’t want them to. I wanted him to want me and to need me and to feel as desperate for me as I did for him.
His eyes suddenly rose up and drilled into mine and it was almost intimidating. I then saw his arms move and then his hands reach to his hips and his thumbs disappear beneath the seam of that emerald green Speedo. His biceps flexed and then his hands pushed the material down, dragging it evocatively and slowly, revealing miniscule portions of his cock over extended moments. My eyes were now the eyes that were glued, desperately waiting for the hidden co-star to step from behind the emerald curtain, as he pushed the material millimetre by excruciating millimetre. His cock stretched as it was dragged down inside the material. My mouth was wet as it salivated practically to the point of drooling.
God, I cannot describe that smooth, rolling and rippling body of muscle. He was a man that I guessed was around twenty-six and every limb and every curve was worked like one of those three dimensional art pictures on porn sights. His thighs were body crushers, his calves firm and protrusive, his feet large and broad and his hands were huge.
Three quarters of his cock was now uncovered. It was flaccid but it was thick and there was no doubt it would transform into a wondrous mouthful. Finally it sprang forth as the Speedo struggled to pass over those massive thighs. It was cut, it was fat and I knew instantly it was going to be very large. His pouch hung wide, low and heavy and it appeared full and ready to be purged. My cock throbbed as it continued to stand at attention and its capacity had been reached with no chance for additional hardness. I was already his and he wasn’t even in arms reach.
I watched as his cock stretched out and then rose up from its arc into an impressive column of man meat. His cock’s urethral tube was thick and fleshy all the way down to his excessive pouch. I stared at the head of his cock. It grew thick and swollen, bulging and flaring and enticing my natural desires. I wanted that cock and I knew that he was delivering it to me. He was an exquisite man in size and shape and he had chosen me as his port of call.
He bent down and pulled his Speedo away from his legs and it disappeared into a ball in his large hand. I looked back at his growing cock and I licked my lips with desire. I let my eyes scan over his incredible body again and then I returned my gaze to his. His eyes held mine without effort and though I wanted to look away, I couldn’t and then again he moved, closer and ever so closer toward me.
He was finally within reach but unexpectedly he lifted his hand in front of his chest and let his Speedo unravel and hang from his fingers. He raised the other hand and laid the crotch over his palm and then turned the material inside out. He extended his arm, holding the Speedo up to my face and presenting me with the inside of the crotch where his cock and balls had lain. Sure I had smelled a man’s underwear before but no man had ever offered his cocks resting place as a preview to sex.
I was surprised how it turned me on and so I leaned forward and pressed my nose into it. The material was still warm where the fat fullness of his cock and big smooth balls had slept. I inhaled deeply and smelled his scents. The smell of a man, the smell of his hot cock, the smell of his fleshy pouch and the aroma’s of cock and nut sweat and then finally the aroma of come residue filled my nostrils. I noticed a small smear of pre-come a little higher up and I lifted my face, moved my mouth to it and I licked it. The taste was strong and made me think of his big cock blowing in my mouth and so I licked it again. As I straightened I looked back into his eyes and they were pleased with my reaction. To add to his satisfaction, I let the tip of my tongue glide across my top lip like someone would do at the thought of delicious food and his expression transformed to a hungry smile.
His large hand moved forward and his fingers curled around and strangled my cock. He pulled it hard toward him forcing me to step in the same direction and then his other hand slid around my back and he pulled my body against his. His muscles were large and smooth and hard and his strength was obvious as his arm bound me to him. I could feel his fat, hard cock pressing against me and I could feel the throbbing as he used my body to crush his cock between us. He moaned as the pressure momentarily eased his hard need and then he pushed his hips forward and I felt that hardness as it gouged its way up along my skin.
His hand was still squeezing my cock between us and I moved both of my hands around his incredible body and I began to slide and rub and course them all over him. I felt like I was holding the Hope diamond in my hands or at least a rare treasure. Sometimes sex is just sex and a guy is just a guy but every once in a while, a guy is so much more than just a guy and here hidden within the brush-filled dunes, I had discovered a man that was spectacular and I was going to give all that I could and take all that I could get.
I had never seen him before. I didn’t know him or what he was into or even if he was gay or bi. All I knew was that I wanted this man because he was no less than irresistible. He was a tender, juicy and moistly dripping piece of freshly baked beef that was being offered to me to taste. I wasn’t going to just taste him; I was going to swallow.
He was taller than me and as he looked down into my eyes I felt like a possession that belonged to him. His arm around my back pulled me tighter against him and his hand crushed my cock and then his head lowered and his lips pressed to mine. His tongue slipped between my lips and into my mouth and I felt it flutter against my tongue. It wasn’t a hard kiss and it surprised me. It was tender and soft while his body and his grip were hard. He squeezed me against him and he pressed his cock so hard into my body that I moaned into his mouth and then he pulled away.
He had let go of my cock and my body and deprived me of his kiss and was just looking me over. It was only for a few moments but then both of his hands gripped my triceps and squeezed. He then slid his hands down my arms and then moved them onto my hips before he started sliding them up over my waist until he held my body beneath my arms.
Suddenly and forcefully he pulled me against him and as our bodies slapped hard together, his mouth engaged with mine but this time it was desperately passionate, his tongue digging and sparring with mine, our lips rubbing and pressing hard and then almost as if someone had fired a starters pistol, we both began to ravish and squeeze and crush and touch and suddenly we were in a wild frenzy of naked flesh and hard cocks and sweat and saliva. We were writhing against each other, rubbing and grinding and kissing and there was no other need in the world, other than our searing hot need for sex. I wanted him so much I could barely breathe.
I felt his hands slide onto my shoulders and then instantly they were pushing me down. I knew immediately he wanted me to suck his cock and then the downward pressure increased and I let my knees bend. Our mouths parted and as I was descending, I tightened my arms around his back and moved my face toward his chest. I licked up along his right pectoral muscle and was consumed by the taste of his sweat intermixed with dry salt from the last time he had taken a swim. The taste bit into my tongue and made my tastebuds dance. I looked at the nipple and then lunged onto it and sucked hard against his taut skin until the tit was between my lips and the tip of my tongue was swirling over it. I then closed my teeth in a gentle grip and sucked and pulled as I stretched it away from his body.
"Oh man!" He said with pleasure and I smiled to myself that he loved the nipple play as much as I did.
I released his tit and as it sprung back I licked it hard and then dropped to my knees in the sand and devoured his fat cock into the root. I tightened my arms around him and pulled him as tightly as I could to me so that his meat filled my mouth and throbbed within it while my face was pressed into his abs.
"Aw, yeah!" He sighed in a rasped tone and then his hands were on my head, gripping firmly and then he dragged my head back to his knob and with a single pelvic thrust, he drove his magnificent hardness back into my throat.
He held my head tight and unmoving, pushing my head into his flesh and his cock to its depth while the satisfied gasping sounds that dripped from between his lips were the sounds of desperate pleasure. He suddenly released his grip on my head.
"Now suck and fuck my cock with that mouth." He said.
I slid back up and then back down, my tongue pushing against the shaft and forcing the fat and bulging head of his cock to rub harshly against the roof of my mouth. He was moaning with every movement and I loved every cell of his cock sliding inside my mouth. I loved the taste and smell of him and I loved the fat fullness driving and caressing over my tongue.
"More." He yelled, "Suck it harder and suck it faster, mouth fuck my hard cock like it’s the only one you’ll ever have."
I swear the thought of never having another cock in my mouth was not a thought I liked but the thought that if it were to be the case and that his would be the only one, spiked my desperateness and I began to mouth fuck him rapidly and with added pressure like he had told me to.
"God damn it, yeah that’s what I want. Eat me mate, eat my meat and lick the plate clean of gravy."
Shit, the things he was saying were turning me on and driving me wild. It wasn’t enough that I was attracted to him like no other man, it wasn’t enough that I loved his body like no other man’s and it wasn’t enough that I hungered for hot and wild sex with him but now he was doing my head in with his words and desires and desperate yearnings.
"Suck that cock with those tight and soft lips, make me feel like your mouth is fucking my cock and give it the love that it needs."
My head was now punching hard and fast and deep and I was sucking with everything I had. I was sliding my hands and fingers up and down and around over his huge thighs and then I slid them around onto his arse, which I hadn’t even seen.
"Holy shit." I thought as I grabbed his arse cheeks and squeezed.
Damn, it was like a medicine ball, soft in texture but really fucking hard. It was the perfect two handfuls but I swear I couldn’t squeeze it like I would any other man’s arse and I instantly wanted to eat it and then fuck it.
"Stop concentrating on my arse and suck my cock. I’ll let you cop a better feel later but first things first." He said and I snickered as I doubled my efforts.
"Yeah mate that’s the way. You love my cock now show me how you lust for it, show me how much you want it."
I pulled off it and I grabbed it and crushed its base. I slapped it against my face a couple of times as I looked up into his eyes and I saw him smiling at me. I rubbed my tongue over its crest hard and he moaned. Hearing this I then twisted his big cock so that its crown turned back and forth between my lips and then I pumped only the knob and then sucked it hard again and I felt his body slightly jolting beneath my hands. I wrapped my lips around the big, fleshy knob collar and I sucked hard to tighten the seal of my lips around it. After caressing the tip of his hot cock with my tongue for a brief time, I pulled back hard and it popped loudly from between my lips. I pulled his cock down so it was pointing at me and I looked back up at him and he was almost mesmerised as he watched me enjoying his cock while giving him what he wanted. His eyes suddenly flicked up from his cock to look at my eyes and as I smiled at him, I brought my lips forward and I kissed the crown of his cock like I would kiss someone’s lips.
A long breathy sigh left his mouth as he watched me. His desire lifted at the sight of me loving his cock the way he had said he wanted me to. I kept my lips kissing as I parted them and used my tongue against his fleshy knob like it was the tongue inside a mouth. I licked and I kissed and tenderly turned my head to make my lips caress the head of his cock.
"Fuck, yeah, make love to my big cock." He said.
I kept French Kissing his big knob for a little while longer and then I took it back into my mouth and pulled on his body so that his entire cock slid all the way in and then once again I began to suck and pound on his thickness and length and he was already so turned on that I was bringing him to the edge in minutes.
As my lips and tongue slid up and down and I sucked hard, my tongue was suddenly bathed in pre-come. It tasted so warm and fresh and good and after I devoured it, I gripped his shaft really hard and squeezed to lure more of the tasty liquid into my mouth. Once the second helping arrived I rubbed it all over his knob and then I pulled his cock out of my mouth and mischievously rubbed the tip of his cock hard against the surface of my tongue. His cock was already sensitive but this added to the sensations and he gasped and then groaned and then I lunged back onto his cock and sucked even harder and pounded its length as I waited for the imminent flood.
"Err, aw." He groaned and instantly his body began to shudder.
His hips thrust forward and as he began to fuck my mouth, an enormous load of thick and warm nut juice fired into my throat and over my tongue. I swallowed twice and began to suck on his hot and pulsating cock again and he groaned again before his hands were on the side of my head and started thrusting my head onto his cock as he fucked my mouth wildly.
I had lifted my hands up and as my fingers gripped the sides of his large pectorals, I was rubbing my thumbs over his thick and smooth, shiny nipples. I felt him try to push his chest against my thumbs to stop the additional sensitivity amidst his seed-blasting climax but I just pulled them back and continued to torture his tits with light, tip caressing swirls.
"Fuck!" He yelled loudly and then thrust his knob into my throat.
His grip on my head tightened and he pulled it against his abs as his pelvic thrusts forced his cock deeper and he shot more of his huge load into me.
With the slightest release I pulled back all the way up his cock and then once again I dived deep and forced his come-covered cock to endure the sensations of a mouth-punching cock fuck.
His legs almost buckled and he was repetitively gasping and groaning at the same time and then I took him to the root and felt his body begin to pulse even more. He grabbed my head again and then he began to fuck my face like a man with no other alternative and as he began to growl toward the sky and his body quaked, I felt another load, a new load of his heated nectar shoot into my throat, before he pulled back and started fucking again.
Gushes of his warm seed filled my mouth and I swallowed and tasted while I smelled his pungent aromas. God I loved this man and what he was doing to me. I continued to suck as he punched and fired more seed into me.
I could feel the power and the pressure of the long and thick cords as they fired from deep in his body. I could feel them powering up along the inside of his full urethra, within his round and hard shaft. I could feel the fleshy head of his cock expand with each muscle spasm and then the hot nectar thickly coating my tongue before blanketing his juicy cock. I suddenly visualised ejaculation in my head. We all know what it looks like but as the picture merged with my reality, the thought of that picture being his creamy white juice launching into my mouth, added to my hungry lust and made me even more turned on by this man and his hot cock.
I continued to use my mouth to fuck his cock as he gasped and groaned and his legs shook beneath him. I pounded that fat, hot bone and it fed me a substantial meal in appreciation. His come was strong in taste and its powerful scent filled my nose and I didn’t just swallow it, I devoured it like a junk pig.
As his final few volleys shot into the seed-filled and cock-filled cave of my mouth, this living sculpture came to life even more. He gripped the sides of my head again and he thrust his delicious cock in, force-feeding meat to a meat lover with desperate pounding strokes. Each time his hot cock speared into my mouth, my face slammed into his smooth flesh that covered his hard abs and his prize holding crotch. Finally I held my breath as he buried my face against him and tried to empty his dry but burning desire into me as well. I had already sucked and swallowed and licked all his juices away but still his fruitless, sexual yearning to eject more into my mouth continued to force him to push his cock into me deep and hold it in place.
Air was a secondary consideration to me as I revelled in his beautiful, hard cock being imprisoned in my throat and pushing hard against my tongue. I slithered my tongue against it and he released some small moans and almost whimpered as his body twitching eased and he finally accepted it was over. I felt his fingers loosen and then course through my hair before caressing my face and pulling my head away. I didn’t want to let it go but I did so with resignation.
"Yeah, now that’s what I call damned hot." He said as he looked at me.
His eyes were still sex hungry and looking at me like I was still his to use and abuse to sate his wanton desires. I smiled at him and then he leaned forward and he gripped my shoulders and easily lifted me up off my knees and pulled me back against him hard.
"I like a man who is willing to work for his food." He said indirectly but suggestively.
"I like a man with a huge and delicious meal to offer." I replied in kind.
"I see you’re an old fashioned meat man." He said with a smirk.
"I could never be a vegetarian and seafood just doesn’t suit my tastes." I replied with a lusty grin and then gripped and squeezed his cock, which was still like a concrete column.
His dark green eyes stared down into mine. I looked at the expression on his face but particularly at the look in his eyes. Any man that fucks with anonymous guys all the time, is all too aware of that occasional gaze that silently speaks of desperateness and lust and the wantonness of raw, hot sex without strings or obligation. There are so many men that don’t want to fall in love and that don’t want a relationship and all they want is to unleash and fuck and explode. They want it as much as possible and with as many men as possible. They all have their reasons and as they would prefer it, I don’t care what their reasons are. They want me to desire them or they want to desire me. They want to fuck or be fucked, they want to suck or be sucked and I am one of those guys that will indulge and accommodate their wishes within the hidden realms of a beat.
As I looked into the eyes of this incomparable man however, his needs and his lust were deep and hidden and filled with such heated yearning. It almost gave me the impression that he thought he was doing something wrong or that he was living out some wild secret. Again he looked at me like he needed to devour me. He made me think of a beast in a beauty’s clothing. These are the men that are dominant in persona and I allow that persona as I give them what they need and all while I consume gratuitously and until my appetite is fed. I am the beast in occasional submissive clothing.
"I need somewhere to park thatâ€" He said as his eyes dropped downward to his cock swiftly, before returning back to my eyes. "â€Lodging is sometimes as important as food is." He quipped.
I realised that it was easier for him to speak under these circumstances in jovial metaphor. It told me that what he was doing with me was not at all standard or regular for him and it made it easier to talk in façade. I passed it off swiftly with the assumption that he probably had a boyfriend.
"I have the perfect cover for a prestige vehicle like yours but you might have to work equally as hard to get it in. I don’t know if I have ever attempted to drive anything that wide into it before." I replied, joining him in his metaphorical oratory.
"I am highly skilled at manoeuvring my vehicle."
"Somehow I imagined you would be and I trust you won’t cause any damage to my property."
"None that would require repairs."
"It’s a done deal then." I said.
Instantly his lips were pressed to mine and I felt an unexpected driving pain as his long, large, middle finger plunged inside of me and I gasped into his mouth and crushed his cock in my fist and then felt like my back would break as he tightened his free arm around it.
His finger suddenly entered me so deep as he lifted his hand and raised my feet off the ground and pulled my body against him. I felt his large hand and fingers spread wide over my arse and as it held me above the sand and he began to thrust his hard cock against my body, his finger began to fuck my hole with plunging strokes.
"Oh fuck." I gasped and my arms that were around his magnificent body clung hard and tight to him, as I rubbed my cock over his abs.
He moved his head and turned his face and as I turned to look at him, he pushed his lips to mine again and suddenly we were like wild male animals competing to mate or do exactly what we were already doing. It was fierce and male and raw and the heat and sweat between us only added to our already sexually buzzing skin. His tongue was long and broad and flexibly athletic and he worked it in my mouth, probing and licking and dominating like only a man can. His finger continued to fuck and manipulate my ring and hole and I knew if his finger could make me feel this way, I could only imagine what that delicious and big cock could do.
Unexpectedly I felt him take a step and I opened my eyes, which I had closed amidst the lust and sensuality of the moment. He was moving toward my towel and I knew that in moments we were going to be on the ground and very soon he was going to be pounding my arse with his delectable, hard meat. A premium Porterhouse wrapped in tender, young rump. Yeah that was what I thought and man how the thought turned me on.
"I am going to fuck that juicy arse of yours and tenderise it like a master chef." He explained in a tone filled with desire.
"Fuck it like it will be your last." I replied in line with his earlier order to me and he looked at me with surprise but then laughed.
He lowered me back onto my feet and as I stepped away from him I directed him to lie down first. He nodded and dropped onto his knees and then down onto his hands but before he could even begin to descend, I was down between his legs and forcing my tongue deep into his tight, clenching arse crack. I heard an instant moan but to my great satisfaction he spread his legs wide and I parted his cheeks and torpedoed his quivering rose bud.
"Jesus, yeah!" He cried out in pleasure and I pushed my face in deeper.
"Aw yeah, wet wash my walls." He said following with a satisfied groan.
I gripped hard on those arse cheek muscles that seemed almost impervious to my strength but I managed to pull them apart and as I did, he rested his face on the towel to arch his body so his butt was pointing up at the sky. I drove my curled tongue into his tight cavern and after several minutes of licking and lapping and swirling it inside against his juicy pink walls, I felt his amazing control as he relaxed and let me in more easily.
"Tongue fuck me deep and eat my arse." He ordered and I was more than a willing servant.
Well maybe I didn’t give him exactly what he wanted to the letter. Not immediately anyway. You really had to see his arse to believe it. It was a sculptures wet dream, not to mention my own and so though I serviced him well, I wanted this part to last for a while and so I really went to work on his arse and left no part of it untouched.
His arse was small and hard and made up of two perfectly shaped round globes and I licked them and kissed them and caressed them, squeezing and feeling their impressiveness. He was sighing as I ate his butt and tickled the crack walls with long, tantalising strokes of the tip of my tongue. The heat and sweat of his arse was delicious and a feast to give extra time to and that was exactly what I did. I tongued the skin of the outer curves of those beautiful, firm butt cheeks until I had him begging me to plunge by tongue deeply inside his ring and suddenly the dominant tone of an order was replaced by a desperate, wanton request.
I drew it out, torturing him as I ravished his hot butt with my lips and tongue and then finally when I had him on the edge, I extended my tongue to its limit and I literally began fucking him with it. I reached between his legs and located his cock, which was so hard it was practically sealed against his gut. I gripped it and pulled it down and began to stroke it in a tight fist and in less than a minute, the feeling of his big, hard cock being fucked in my fist and his tight virgin hole being fucked hard with my tongue, this hot stranger was figuratively on the floor.
It was right at that moment when I knew I could bring him off again doing what I was doing but it was also at that moment that I didn’t want to waste a drop of his hot seed on my towel or the sand. I wasn’t sure how he would respond to what I suddenly had in mind but I threw caution to the wind and as I continued to tongue fuck his juicy hole and punch his cock, I slid my little finger from my other hand in, softly and gently and little by little while continuing to thrust my tongue in and out. He squirmed and grunted a little but he was so caught up with the feelings of my tongue, he seemed not to realise. His cock was now thrusting in my fist and he was trying to push his arse against my mouth as he began to go wild. He was getting so close and as he approached the state of no turning back, I pulled my little finger out and pushed my middle finger all the way in and started working his prostate. He wasn’t expecting it and amidst all the sensations he was court off guard but it was too late. He yelled and the moment he did, I pushed him over and rolled him onto his back, took his throbbing cock into my mouth once more and lanced my finger back inside of him.
"Fuck?" He yelled as his whole body contracted while trying to hold back.
Moments later he exploded in my mouth and his body went into waves of spasm and I sucked his cock and finger-fucked his clenching pucker and suddenly he was in the middle of a delirious orgasm and crying out to god and anyone else that would listen.
I gave him what he wanted and I got what I wanted and I swallowed every thick and warm drop of his delicious second load. I was a very happy young man and as for him, well this time he required some extra recuperation. I allowed him to lay there quietly, his beautiful, blood flushed, brown body flexing with each breath as it almost glowed beneath the burning sun. I know I have already said this but god he was fucking beautiful.
I edged my body a little further down, changed my angle and as he remained in his quiet reverie, I began to lick his large come pouch. Immediately I heard him sigh, a mixture of horny pleasure and a little disbelief that I was obsessively molesting another part of his naked body again. His standard male need for a never ending supply of sex won out however and he simply relaxed into it and let me put my mouth play skills to work yet again. His pouch was damned huge and the jewels within were sizable also. I pushed my nose into his large, fleshy sack and inhaled, overwhelming my senses with the feel and the scent of his hot man pouch. I then licked the flesh, tasting his salty goodness and moistening the taut skin until it became more pliable. I sucked on his nuts, one after the other and back and forth as I waited for what I knew was to come. He was going to fuck me with that awesome, fat cock and I couldn’t wait.
I was still uncertain how he would respond to what I had just done to his virgin pucker but he seemed pretty relaxed and satisfied and I certainly wasn’t going to make mention of my presumptuous actions. After all, kissing, nipple sucking and biting, cock sucking, arse eating and tongue fucking; well let’s face it I was a happy camper and now I was feasting on his big bull balls.
We all know that every man has his likes and dislikes and that there are tops, bottoms and the versatilely unchallenged but even though I had assumed he was a top only type of guy, still in the throws of lust and desire to swallow another of his cock loads, I entered him with something a little harder than my tongue. Okay, I shouldn’t have taken such liberties but you just don’t know how good his cock tasted and I wanted it again so badly and to swallow another warm, thick man load and so I took the risk.
"Anymore surprises I should prepare myself for?" He asked suddenly and sarcastically.
I popped the current big bull nut from my mouth and raised my head and looked him directly in the eye.
"I don’t understand." I said bullshitting completely.
"Is that right?" He said grinning while still hot and hard and obviously turned on.
"Did I do something wrong? Something you didn’t enjoy?" I manipulated.
The change in expression on his face and the realisation in his eyes were priceless. He actually chortled briefly and shook his head as he looked back at me knowingly.
"I suppose you’ll want to fuck me next?" He said.
"Wellâ€" I began to say but before I could continue, "Forget it!" He stated categorically.
"Whatever you want?" I replied with a smirk.
"Glad I have some say in the matter." He said with a snicker. "Get up here." He followed, his dominant tone returning.
"Look? Your big, hot cock is rock hard again." I said and then gave it one full-length suck on my way past.
"I think you’ve had more than enough of my cock in your mouth." He said with amusement.
Once I was fully turned around, lying beside him and looking into his eyes, his strong arms encircled around my body and he pulled me half on top of him. One hand slid up over my back and then I felt his palm against my neck and his fingers holding my head. He pulled my lips to his and as he kissed hard, he used his other arm and hand to drag me completely on top of him and suddenly our bodies were writhing again and our hard cocks were grinding heatedly.
It was so damned hot in every way. The hot summer sun was burning down directly onto our naked bodies and baking them. The white sand was getting hotter and only adding to the sauna of the leafy cave. Our bodies were already hot from the day and all of these influences but now we were adding to it and exceeding it with our ever-increasing carnal heat, as our bodies devoured each other’s in their clutching and desperate desires. It was almost like hand-to-hand combat or two wrestlers in full body locks as we wrapped around each other, lunging and rubbing and wanting more than could ever be achieved.
Illustrating the power of his large body and incredible strength to me with an object lesson, he dropped one hand down to the towel and pushed while at the same time he pushed one foot into the ground as well. Even with me on top of him, his whole body lifted up and with one hand locked around me, he twisted and turned and suddenly I was beneath him. His smooth, sweaty and muscular physique sliding as it powerfully pushed me down.
He extended his tongue and licked over my left nipple, up along my pectoral and then up my neck and face before his tongue again speared into my mouth. I could taste the salt off my own body all over his hot tongue. I felt the push of his hips and then the feeling of his big cock relentlessly pushing against my cock and making it feel like it was going to break in half. At the same time I could feel the full swollenness of his fleshy knob being compressed between our stomachs. While his tongue continued to swirl in my mouth, I was also more than aware of the feeling of his large legs and feet moving up and down over mine and I knew that he was the type of man, like me, who loved the sense of touch. Everything he did was so powerful and yet so sensual and it was driving me wild.
It wasn’t just me whose needs and desires were rising. His hands were all over me, touching, caressing but more often rubbing hard against my flesh. It seemed as if he wanted to devour me and I absolutely adored that he wanted me the way he did. I couldn’t quite believe it but I suddenly felt his cock get so hard as it gouged into my gut, feeling more like an iron bar then a regular cock but it only made me want his cock burying itself deep in my gut even more. He lowered down a little and he bit on my tit and then rolled it between his teeth before stretching it and releasing it.
"Aw, damn." I moaned in delight.
Suddenly he was on his knees and he let his body drop until his hands were flat against the towel above my shoulders. His waist arched and then he began rubbing his beautiful, big cock over my cock, then over my gut and then over my abs. I was sighing as it pushed my desires higher but then he drew his legs out from between mine so that they were on either side of me. He began a slow but gradual movement upwards. He was planning on rubbing his hot cock over every part of the front of my naked body but before he continued with that plan, he paused and looked down at my cock.
I hadn’t come yet but my cock was oozing pre-come with new dribbles and drops each time my cock twitched and my muscles clenched. He placed his finger on my sack and then ever so slowly he slid it up my cock. He suddenly looked up into my eyes and he smiled but it wasn’t a friendly smile, it was the smile of a man who wanted to torture me. He looked back at my cock and he watched it as his finger completed the journey to the swollen head of my cock. I was watching his finger now and he rubbed it and swirled it, circling it through my pre-come. The sensation was amazing as his soft touch combined with natural lubricant on the surface. He then curved his finger like a spoon and scraping, he scooped the clear, warm liquid off my knob and inserted it between his lips. He closed his lips tight around the bottom of his finger and then he sucked as he slid it out of his mouth until it popped, clean and moist from his lips. He smiled at me again and then he licked his lips provocatively.
It had been great and my cock had throbbed and twitched beneath his touch but I didn’t think it deserved the look he had given me. It certainly wasn’t torturous at all. He then began to move forward again while again rubbing his cock from side to side over my gut as he held it in his hand but then once his knees were level with my chest he straightened again and looked down at me.
"You really like my arse, don’t you?" He said stating the obvious as a question.
"Fuck yeah. It is one fine piece of meat or two, depending on your perspective." I replied grinning.
"You really want to fuck this cock-crushing, muscle-laden arse, don’t you?"
"Are you serious?" I asked, thinking he was going to let me have it.
"Maybe? I suppose I could give you a taste." He said in an incredibly enticing, low, masculine tone.
My eyes widened as I began to consider what it would feel like and then he lowered himself slightly, reached behind him and gripped my cock in his fingers and pulled it up away from my body. He dropped down further, inched backwards and then pushed my shaft between his cheeks. He pressed his hand against my cock on one side and pushed his arse against the other side and suddenly those hot, hard and muscular butt globes were wrapped around the length of my cock and squeezing it.
"Aw mate." I said.
"You like that?" He asked pointlessly.
"Jesus, your butt crack is so tight." I explained through a sigh and he instantly began sliding his arse up and down my hard shaft.
"How’s that?" He asked with a large smile.
"Aw man that feels good."
A few moments later he pulled away and let my cock slap back down against my gut and the he sat down on top of my cock and as it again was buried between his awesome cheeks, he began to stroke my cock back and forth with rhythmic movements.
"Feels good, doesn’t it?" He said.
"Hell, yes it does." I replied.
"Just imagine sliding that hard cock between those cheeks and deep into my pure, tight and never before fucked pucker." He said, once again with the most enticing tone of voice.
I moaned from the thought of fucking this virgin hunks strangling, muscular cavern.
"Do you want it?" He asked.
"God yes." I answered.
"Just remember how close you came." He said and then he grinned at me and pulled away, returning to his cock-rubbing journey up my body.
"Fuck man, shit, I mean that is just wrong." I said but I was smiling despite my disappointment.
"So is pushing a finger into a man’s virgin arse covertly and strumming his prostate like a banjo." He said with a wink.
"It got you more turned on." I suggested.
"So did what I just did to you. Your cock is dripping like a tap that hasn’t been turned off." He replied.
I laughed and nodded with resignation and then he moved further up my body. When he finally reached my chest, he lifted slightly and now as he held his meat, he pushed it and rubbed it sensuously over my nipples. I moaned at the sight of his large cock rubbing my tits but also in combination with the feelings it produced.
It was so hard to keep my eyes in one place. I kept looking at his huge, stiff cock and though I wanted it to keep punishing my nipples, I also wanted to eat it again and drink his warm nectar. I also kept looking at his body. All those rippling muscles, the beautiful, smooth and taut flesh but then I kept looking up at his face and into his eyes. He kept smiling that alluring smile that said he knew how much I wanted him. It wasn’t arrogance though. He knew the physical gift he had been given and he knew the way men and probably women reacted to it.
He moved up again, rubbing his ballooning, fleshy knob against my throat and then pushing it up against the bottom of my mouth as if he were trying to push it through. My cock was throbbing and I was clenching every muscle as his actions and his cock were turning me on. He moved up again but as he began to push his cock down, I opened my mouth to take it and suck it again. He stopped, looked at me and laughed.
"You’ve already had it twice, how many times do you want my huge cock in your mouth?"
"Come on mate, look at the size of your pouch. I just know that there has to be at least a half a litre of delicious cock nectar to be channelled through there and I’m guessing you can blow a minimum of six times a day so I don’t see any reason for you to withhold another taste of the liquid gold." I said with all the ego stroking exaggeration I could direct at him.
"You are one greedy little motherfucker but I love the way you suck my cock so open wide and drink it down buddy."
I grinned happily and let my lips part and he pushed his long shaft down, pressed his hips forward and directed his large knob between my lips. I took it gratefully and instantly began sucking. He reached down and slid his hand behind my head to support it and then he began to pump my mouth along the heavy, wide and long meat and I sucked it again with greed and pleasure.
"Damn buddy, I should take you home and lock you in the closet, no pun intended and bring you out every time I want you to worship and devour my big and needy cock. I swear no one can suck my cock like a gay man can."
I grinned and winked at him but I didn’t let his cock out of my mouth and soon enough I was mouth punching his cock again and he was sighing with every in and out stroke of his lance between my lips. There was a brief moment when I thought there was something odd about his last remark but I was just too into sucking this big and delicious cock and so I let the thought drift into some place of unimportant information. I lifted my hands and caressed his chest as he stroked with his eyes closed and continued to sigh pleasurably. His thickness was stretching my jaw to its limit but I didn’t care and just continued to suck his gorgeous meat. I loved it so much I considered sending it a Valentine’s card in February.
I tightened my tongue against the underside of his big cock and focused on rubbing it hard against the join of his fleshy knob and soon enough his sighs became moans and he began to fuck my mouth harder and though I thought after blowing twice it should have taken longer, the reverse was the case and not long after his pre-come spread like whipped cream between his cock and my tongue; this majestic man suddenly began to shake and as I watched all the muscles on his sublime torso ripple and roll and contract and his face flushed even more than it already was, he exploded again and cried out as I relentlessly ate his wonderful cock. When the third blowjob was over, he pulled off me and lay his body down beside me.
"You okay?" I asked.
"Yeah mate but you have to give me a minute. It’s fucking hot in here in more ways then one and if you don’t want me dehydrated before I fuck you, I need a few minutes." He replied.
I knew he was right because it was a stinking hot day and lying above hot, white sand in direct sunlight while in the throws of wild and uninhibited sex, it was easily five to ten degrees hotter. He rolled from his side onto his back and closed his eyes and amidst his heavy breathing, I moved up and reached into my bag and dragged out a large bottle of water. It wasn’t really cold but it was cool enough for drinking. I removed the cap and guzzled from the bottle and then I tapped his arm and offered him a drink also. He took the bottle gratefully and swigged deeply from it and then handed it back to me and closed his eyes again.
"Enough rest, I want that hot cock." I said and poured more water over his face and body.
I had no doubt that under the circumstances that this would have felt really good but he wasn’t prepared for the unexpected nature of my actions and his eyes opened and he jumped a little shocked.
"Fuck me dead, you are an impatient cock demon aren’t you?" He said as he sprang up and back to life.
"No more than you are an arse fucker." I replied.
"Well then why don’t we see if we can’t make the cock demon and arse fucker into one hot package?" He said.
"Now we’re talking."
"Enough talking, time for fucking." He said and then dived back on top of my naked body.
I reached back into my bag and pulled out a small tube and handed it to him and with a slight arch of his body, a moment later that massive slab of cock meat was shining and slippery. He tossed the tube to the side and then his body was pressed to mine again. His lips kissed me sensually, his hands caressed me firmly and his body crushed and writhed over me and without the use of a hand to direct it, he pushed up and his huge knob was pressed up against the garage door.
"Drive it in mate, all the way."
He didn’t offer a reply, he just rolled his hips as his magnificent body slid against me and seconds later his huge knob opened me wide and his big cock began its descent into my body.
"Uh"! I groaned and then immediately was filled with the wonder of a man’s big cock sliding in deep.
Approximately nineteen to twenty centimetres later I felt that powerful and smooth brown body crushing me as his weight came to rest and his cock had filled me.
"Aw man"! I said and then moaned with pleasure.
He raised his head and those delicious, dark green eyes drilled into mine again. All men can look at a hook-up with lust but there was something about the way this man’s eyes devoured so absolutely. He made me feel like I was the rarest possession despite that I thought that he was. I couldn’t have felt more wanted at that moment but then he literally licked the side of my face with a single stroke of the tip of his tongue while uttering a titillating sigh. My cock throbbed an additional response to the sound, before again throbbing from the feeling of his arse-hilting cock.
I was lying there beneath him, his huge body pressing heavily on top of me, the afternoon sun boiling as it burned down on top of us and the sweat between the press of our skins like a hot juice lubricating our movements. I realised he was waiting for me to adjust but I was so into this beautiful, masculine man that my desire outshone any discomfort and filled me with nothing but sexual need.
"Fuck me mate, don’t wait, just do it and do it now."
A smile to conquer empires looked down at me and then a moment later his cock, the perfect and delicious cock; pulled back, sliding out and my ring clenched in combination with a sigh of eager anticipation. The outward roll of his hips reversed instantly and that heavy slab of hard beef dived back in between my quivering walls. To my great satisfaction he didn’t increase with a gradual tempo, he just moved from low into top and his fantastic, thick and long cock was instantly sprinting like a rat up a drainpipe and then plunging and fucking my arse in a way that only a man with a huge cock can. It was a flesh on flesh bounty and in those moments it was ours alone.
In and out and in and out his huge cock submerged and emerged. I could feel every sense of his incredible cock. I could feel its amazing length from tip to root, as each centimetre slid in with unyielding force and then again, as it slid back almost completely into the light and heat of the afternoon. I could feel his extraordinary thickness; rubbing, massaging and stretching my raw flesh covered ring muscles, as it opened me wide while forcing me to clench them around the hard meat. I could also feel the weight of his large cock, its independent heaviness an undoubted influence in its own right.
His huge and muscular chest slid deliciously over my body, his thick nipples rubbing against my chest and his strong, manly torso writhing with every arse-invading incursion. His muscular thighs were flexing and contracting as he dug his toes into the sand for the grip required to push his body forward and then drag it back.
I was sighing, I was moaning and I was gasping with every movement of that cock and my passions for this hot fuck just continued to rise, as did my heat and my needs and my desperate and greedy wantonness. I yelled at him to fuck me but feeling that just didn’t cut it, I began a chorus of fuck me or fuck me harder or fuck me faster and of course the old faithful of fuck me deeper.
This magnificent specimen of man, without missing a beat, lifted up onto his knees as he lifted my body at the waist and then as his cock punched deep yet again, my legs were dragged willingly and yet temporarily onto his shoulders. He adjusted his position in front of me so that he was exactly where he wanted to be and then he grabbed my legs and pushed them forward as he spread them apart and then suddenly he was fucking me like he was in a race against time.
I was the essence of a single man. I wanted to be single, I wanted to fuck addictively and I didn’t live my life looking for a lover to move in and live with me but I have to say that for several moments as this sexy hunk fucked me so impressively while looking like some masculine god, the thought did cross my mind that I could definitely live with the idea of a man like this with me and fucking me for the rest of my life.
Still this moulded perfection of muscle and cock and nuts and deliciousness continued to wreak havoc on my tender hole. His deep brown, smooth body, which was beginning to show signs of slight sunburn, now was moist with perspiration as it rippled with every thrust and glistened with every move.
His massive cock, its speed and power and simply the way he wielded it was amazing. He was hammering my arse into oblivion and honest to god it was the best fuck I had ever received. There are times in life when we think that something could be perfect if; however, in the case of this exquisite man there was nothing more that I could have wanted. In my mind he was the truth behind the idea of what was spectacular about the human male.
So it continued and it continued and still it continued as the fat, monster cock, like some unique wedge, opened me up and kept me open and all while filling not only my arse and spreading sensations throughout my whole body but also spreading sensations through my mind and my thoughts and my desires with insatiable ecstasy.
His cock drove and plunged and lanced and dived, as he battered my arse with an extraordinary display of fucking. He fucked me raw and he filled me with huge cock sensations and though amidst all of these incredible sensitised feelings and wanting to feel that enormous cock explode and fill me with his warm, thick seed, I suddenly remembered that I had blown that gorgeous cock three times and that his endurance was now possibly tripled.
This beautiful man with the beautiful cock relentlessly fucked me for what seemed like an eternity. It was wonderful but the temperature was literally baking us and so even amidst the wonderful sex, we both were becoming uncomfortable. It was unusual because I wanted to stop it and to say something but it was so damned amazing that I wanted him to keep fucking me all afternoon and into the night. Unexpectedly he told me to grab my bottle of water and I reached in and dragged it out of my bag. To my absolute surprise and a little to my amazement, he suddenly lifted one leg off his knee and planted his foot firmly on the ground. He then reached down and slid his fingers beneath my back and then he lifted us both as he stood up and told me to wrap my legs around his waist. I did so immediately and then he walked us into the shadows of the taller bushes and scrub. It was still as hot as a sauna of course but it wasn’t so incapacitating.
"Put your arm around my neck." He instructed.
I did so and as he stood there with me impaled on his enormous cock while I was feeling it pushing into the bowels of my body, he reached to the bottle I was holding and removed the cap. He then took it out of my hand and then he leaned in and began kissing me so sensually. Our sweating chests were gliding in light and also sensuous movements and this strong man was not really fucking but he was thrusting and jerking his big cock, as it remained deeply embedded within me.
I didn’t know it but as he was doing all of this, he lifted the bottle above us and suddenly it was raining beautiful, body cooling water all over us. I moaned with instant relief as my temperature dropped and then he broke the kiss and pulled back with that smile that could change the course of history. He held the bottle out to me and I took it back. He replaced the lid and then I dropped it onto the sand beneath us.
"Ready to fuck?" He asked while displaying the sexiest gaze.
"What? You’re not going to wine and dine me first?" I said amusingly.
"I think you’ve eaten and drank enough for the both of us." He replied laughing.
"Best you fuck me than!" I said.
His hands gripped my arse and he leaned slightly forward and as my hands gripped around his neck and I leaned back, once again he began another blistering attack with his huge cock into the depths of my body.
"Oh god yeah, fuck me you fucking stud." I yelled immediately.
A groan of mighty proportions slid from his mouth as he propelled his cock into me with such a powerful thrust and I gasped, momentarily breathless as his cock repelled and then launched back into me.
"Fuck!" I cried out. "I love your cock and I love it when you fuck me like this."
For another deliciously long time he pounded me, fucking me so deep and with such consuming feelings and sensations. His large, muscular arms holding me, his big biceps beautifully curved and yet tightening and flexing, his huge chest rolling and rippling and all the while his wet, brown and beautiful body forcing me to desire his naked manliness so completely.
I still had not ejaculated, not because I couldn’t and not because he wasn’t doing it for me but because I was determined not to come until he did, while he was fucking me. No pun intended but it was fucking hard. I mean this man was god’s gift to me, his cock was so hard, he fucked like a Trojan and he was a hunk of the highest order. It took every ounce of my restraint to stop myself from unleashing my load just from the sight of him.
He fucked me and he fucked me and he fucked me and I was being transformed into a sexually delirious piece of man meat in his arms and upon his cock. I honestly didn’t know how much longer I could last but then suddenly, I saw the change. It was a distinctive alteration to those dark green eyes. Their clarity vanished and that dazed expression of a man on the edge appeared. He was close and he was much closer than I had expected he would be. It wasn’t a surprise because he had been fucking me like a Titan and that point always must arrive.
With the next body blow as he lunged against me, he pulled me against him and our chest collided and our lips tore into a heated, masculine kiss. His enormous cock ripped into me with such an astonishing blow and he dragged my body down onto it like he wanted to cleave me in two. I gasped into his mouth astounded by the arse opening feeling and I clenched hard and my ring locked around his massive bone.
"Fuck!" He yelled elongated by the sensitivity of his hard cock and in our mutual loss of reasoning as both of our bodies began to explode, we clung to each other as the tidal wave of sexual delirium devoured us. He was shuddering within my arms and his legs were shaking as he maintained enough control to remain on his feet while in the midst of a body destroying orgasm.
"Oh God?" I cried out in disbelief as without even realising, this man had taken all of my control and his cock had bludgeoned me into a defeated ejaculation.
As we clutched at each other’s bodies and as in spasm we jolted and jerked and writhed against each other, his explosive cock filled me while his creamy seed added even more to our sensations. My cock seemed to have found a hidden reservoir of seed and I sprayed and coated his beautiful chest and stomach with a veil of warm, thick cock juice. We were both groaning and grunting as our bodies continued to spasm against each other and then once again he pulled my mouth to his and he kissed me hard but with the energy of a defeated man.
He pulled his huge though deflating cock out of me and I could feel his warm nectar inside of me and all over his impressive cock. He stepped away from me and he grabbed my towel and pulled it into the shade. He spread it out again and then with his arm around me, he pulled me down onto it and we lay together, side by side, spent.
If I had of been in bed I probably would have fallen asleep, I really was that done but the heat in there was too oppressive, especially now and we just needed to regain some energy. I closed my eyes and I was completely sated and at that moment I realised that what I had thought earlier was absolutely true. This man had just given me the best fuck, the hottest fuck and the most ball-blasting fuck I had ever had.
It must have been ten to fifteen minutes that we lay there in a silent reverie and I didn’t know about him but I certainly was a very happy man. I was thinking that of all the beat sex I had experienced with total strangers, there was no doubt in my mind that this topped the list as the best. I was also thinking that I probably would never experience the likes of it again. Par for the course from the unknown of what may or may not lie in store with anonymous hook-ups, I thought.
At that very moment, the mouth of the gorgeous hunk beside me was over my cock, I was rock hard just from the thought of him sucking me and in an instant, his lips and tongue were sliding like velvet up and down over my come covered cock. An extended and silky, throaty sigh slid out of my mouth and my eyes opened to look down and watch this stunning man blowing me. The moment I saw the picture of that handsome face pumping my hard cock and heard the sounds of a man’s verbal enjoyment, I was instantly on the rise and on approach.
He was sucking my cock with such enjoyment and the "Mmm" sounds were unending. For a moment I thought it reminded me of my first time sucking a cock but caught up in the feelings of how good it was to know that I was being blown by the epitome of a Greek god, I just stop thinking, I let go completely and sailed off into the quiet of my extreme pleasure. In about seven or eight minutes I was coming in for a landing on angel’s wings. It wasn’t explosive but it was one of those releases that make you feel like all in the world is perfect and nothing could make you feel better in that moment. They are rare and few and far between but when they happen they are wonderful.
My head dropped down, my eyes closed and I was pleasured as he sucked and swallowed and then licked my hard cock clean. I sighed, even more sated by his unexpected and fantastic head. Seconds later he was kissing me and it was tender. It was a little strange under the circumstances but because it was this man, I returned the more intimate press of lips and allowed out tongues to dance. His arms surrounded me and he held me and caressed me and then some minutes later when I assumed he was done, he rolled away. I remained where I was, eyes closed and feeling sexually fulfilled.
It was because of the splash of water that I opened my eyes to see him standing up and cleaning the come off his body. I watched him with a smile on my face as I thought again how beautiful this man was. He rinsed off his huge cock and balls and then replaced the lid on the bottle of water. He bent down and picked up his emerald green Speedo and as he put it on I realised he was about to leave. His cock was still a little hard and so his bulge was no longer ambiguous, not that I didn’t already know that he had a monster hidden in green.
"If ever you’re around again and you see me, I’d love to feast on that delicious, big cock again." I said.
"I’d like that. As I said, there’s no one quite like a gay man when it comes to sucking my cock." He said and then began to push his way through the bushes and out of our leafy cave.
"Thanks for the blowjob by the way, it was really unexpected." I said while once again thinking what he had said seemed a little off centre.
"Your welcome. There has to be a first time for everything." He said with that dazzling smile and then he disappeared and I heard him running.
"Did he just say what I think he did?" I wondered.
I jumped to my feet and quickly moved out after him but he was gone. I walked well out and looked down the dune toward the beach. It was even quite a sight to see him bounding down the loose, white sand. His rich, dark tan covered in sweat and gleaming beneath the sun drenched sky. Every muscle in his body was flexing and reacting as gravity pushed him down the hill almost too fast.
As he slowed at the bottom near the scrub he would have to pass through to enter onto the beach, he unexpectedly turned to his right. He jogged some distance until he had actually passed the beach from behind and then he finally turned again. He stepped through more scrub and as he emerged on the other side of it, he stepped down onto the rocks a person would normally cross to enter onto the beach. He then turned back to the left as if he had come from a different direction and not from the dunes above. He then ran onto the beach and dived into the water, swimming deep below the surface before springing out and spitting a fountain of water from his mouth into the air. He walked out of the water and suddenly two little boys ran up to him, arms outstretched and he lifted them into his arms. A moment later a woman approached him as well and as she turned to walk in the same direction as him, she wrapped her arm around his waist. He turned his head casually as they walked and he looked up into the dune and his eyes fell directly onto me. We were a fair distance apart but I could still recognise the smile on his face.
"Bisexual!" I said out loud. "I should have guessed." I added shaking my head.
I watched the beautiful man walk along the beach with his also beautiful family and I smiled. I didn’t have a problem with it, although I knew that some people did. It didn’t matter because people are prone to have issues with other people for whatever their reasons but that is their problem and no one else’s.
I thought to myself that though there was always a chance, slim though it might be, I pretty much decided at that moment that hooking up with that hot, bisexual hunk was unlikely. If it happened again I would take him in an instant but if it didn’t, this place had more than its fair share to offer me.
It was right at that moment that I heard a noise behind me. It was the sound of the movement of branches and leaves rustling. I turned away from the hunk that had fucked the hell out of me and as I swung around unconcerned, I saw a hot, young boy, probably around sixteen or seventeen, staring at me with a face flushed with embarrassment. He looked nervous and uncomfortable as he realised I had seen him looking at my naked body. I smiled at him and he smiled back hesitantly. I walked over to him and as I stopped and stood beside him, looking at his newly forming muscles and wondering what was hidden beneath his shorts, only one thought went through my head.
"Fresh meat."
My cock grew hard and though he was trying not to look, he couldn’t help himself and so I reached out and took his hand into mine. He looked up at me pleadingly, he was so nervous and I smiled at him.
"I promise that everything will be okay." I said.
"I’ve never done anything!" He said.
"I know." I replied.
His eyes softened and a tentative look of trust filled them. I walked, drawing him along beside me, his hand holding mine tightly and I led him into my leafy cave of silence.
"Do you have condoms?" He said.
"Of course", I answered honestly, "they’re in my bag. You don’t have to worry, we’ll be safe and I’ll look after you." I said and we vanished from sight behind the thick, green leaves, high on a beat above the ocean.
BerlinGay | 03 Mar 2012
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