Back To the Beach: Family Beach Outing 2

This is a work of erotic fiction depicting graphic sexual encounters between consenting individuals and is meant to be enjoyed by a mature audience.

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I had been looking forward to this summer vacation for quite some time now.  Recently graduated an Honor Roll student and accepted to prestigious Brown University in Rhode Island I'm savoring these few months until beginning my new academic life away from home.  We (Dad, Mom and I) live in Washington, D.C. although the family is originally from New York.  Specifically, the borough of Queens.  Uncle Mike, my father's brother, and his family are still there.  The few times we've visited I've been enthralled by the excitement of Manhattan:  all the museums, restaurants and the bright lights of Times Square.  When the parents asked where I would like to spend this vacation I quickly said New York. 

One couldn't miss the look between my mother and father.  They were never as enthused about the city as I, one of the reasons they relocated before I was born.  Dad and Uncle Mike were not close.  In fact, they were polar opposites.  Uncle Mike was a foul-mouthed blue-collar worker and Dad a biochemist.  Mom was a corporate lawyer, Aunt Maria a secretary for an accounting firm.  "Christopher," mother said (they always call me Christopher, even though I prefer Chris, which is the name everyone else uses), "are you certain that's where you want to spend family vacation before college?"  It was.  How could they deny their good son? 

Most think of me as scholarly, a bookworm.  At school the bullies call me dweeb, dork or, most insulting, four-eyes.  I own that.  I'm a top of the class, straight-A student.  Rather than engaging in sports, which I actually enjoy, I take up more academic interests.  But my secret thoughts are anything but mundane.  In example, one of the reasons I fancy a visit with the family in the city is in the person of Aunt Maria.  She's very pretty and has large, voluptuous breasts.  In my many masturbatory moments I fantasize holding those bodacious mammaries together and rubbing the elongated nipples with the heels of my thumbs while running my hardon through their cleavage.  I imagine the head of my penis reaching her shockingly red-lipsticked lips with each lunge, causing Aunt Maria to hungrily lick my leaking head with each pass.  I have fucked (I secretly love that word) her in every imaginable position.  I have fucked her while her husband, Uncle Mike, watches.  Her son, my cousin Jay, has joined in the festivities.  Jayson has plowed his mother's juicy pussy while I am simultaneously plundering her back door.  Aunt Maria sucks both our boy tools.  Jayson coats her face with his semen, but she takes mine right in her mouth, sucking and swallowing each drop.

Jayson, just eighteen, is only a few months older than me.  He's more athlete than scholar but managed to get himself into Pace next semester.  Although a few years have passed since I saw him last, I recall Jay's dark wavy hair, his baby blue eyes and the spattering of freckles across his high cheek bones.  Jay is a good looking teen.  But then, so am I.  Take away my spectacles and I'm a fair match for my cousin.  My equally dark hair may be more conservative, my eye color is brown and my skin is unblemished but we are both healthy looking boys.  Or, at least, we were.  Time has passed.  Who knows how Jay might have changed.

Mom booked us in a hotel right in the heart of Manhattan.  I felt like a kid in candy land.  There was so much to see, so much to do.  The Museum of Natural History, art galleries in SoHo, the eclectic vibe of Greenwich Village, the Cloisters in Washington Heights---it all enthralled me.  We met up with the New York family on a Wednesday evening.  They surprised us with tickets to the Yankee game.  Dad had remained a fan and it was rewarding to see him and Uncle Mike bonding.  Aunt Maria still looked hot as ever, although she was wearing a loose fitting team jersey so I didn't get a good view of her big tits.  For two boys with different interests, Jay and I hit it off fairly well.  He was still as I remembered him, only a bit more muscular.  Jayson had been on the high school Varsity basketball team and it showed on his legs, arms and trim, tight body.

Friday we all met again, this time for dinner at a restaurant in the theater district and a Broadway play afterward.  Afterward, over drinks in a nearby cocktail lounge, plans were made for a beach outing the next day.  Uncle Mike and Aunt Maria knew of a beach out in nearby Jersey which they said we just had to see.  So early on a Saturday morning we piled into their SUV and headed for the Jersey shore.  I was excited---again.  I hadn't been to the beach in many years.  I was actually surprised mom and dad had agreed.  They were not outdoorsy people.  In the back of the van Jay kept telling me how much I was going to love this particular place.  I was soon to find out why. 

With weekend traffic it took over an hour and a half to get there.  It was actually a fairly large peninsula jutting out, then up along the coastline.  There were several beaches, ranging from Beach A to Beach H.  Parking lots for the lower beaches were quite full by the time we arrived but Uncle Mike said our target area was farther out.  He pulled off at a fork in the main road, which placed us on a more winding path between trees and overgrown shrubbery.  Every now and then we passed ruins.  Uncle Mike explained that this was once a naval base.  Finally we came to a clearing and pulled into a rather large parking lot to the left.  There were many vehicles there and I feared we might not find a spot, but Uncle Mike hunted one down.  We unpacked all the gear and headed to a trail which would lead us across the roadway and to our ultimate destination.

Bypassing bathrooms and a food stand (the women had to stop and relieve their bladders) we traversed down a long sandy pathway bordered by high dunes on each side.  Suddenly the walkway opened out to the expansive beach.  It was still quite a walk to the surf, but I was anxious to dive into the ocean so Jay and I dashed ahead of the others.  As we got closer to the mass of colorful umbrellas I was startled to realize that no one was wearing bathing suits.  Everyone, far as the eye could see, was naked!  Breasts and penises were on display everywhere!  My word, Uncle Mike had taken us to a nudist beach!

Mom was a bit perturbed that we had been duped into going to such a place, but Aunt Maria pointed out that it was "clothing optional."  Optional, my foot.  There wasn't a stitch of clothing on anyone, except for us at that point.  Surprisingly it was Dad, Mr. Conservative, who was delighted at the idea.  That's my Dad, a tit and ass man after all.  We got closer to the water's edge, Mom still grumbling, and set up camp.  Uncle Mike had dragged down a huge cooler, loaded with soft drinks for us boys, beer for the men and wine for the ladies.  By that point, Mom needed a glass of Pinot. 

With blanket down, umbrella up and chairs arranged my aunt and uncle nonchalantly began stripping down.  My eyes nearly bugged out of my head and my dick came to attention when Aunt Maria pulled off her shirt and those bouncing boobs came into view.  They were everything I'd fantasized---and more.  Off came her shorts, G-string and, just like that, her shaved pussy was on display.  When she sat down her legs parted and I had a glimpse of her gash.  Just when I thought I'd pop a full rod in front of everyone Jay slapped me on the shoulder, nudging me to strip down so we could ride the waves.  Mom interjected that I should leave my board shorts on; Dad, who had gotten into the spirit of things and was yanking down his boxer shorts, told her to let me have some fun.  I sided with Dad. 

Jay was already buck naked.  My cousin looked even better without his clothes.  He had a nice sized dick swinging between his legs, a near twin of Uncle Mike's, I noticed.  But I knew we were an even match.  Only, mine was now half-hard.  What to do?  Finally, with a deep breath and turning away from the folks, I dropped my shorts, tossed them to the blanket and raced Jay to the water.  My state of arousal was not lost on Jay who, once in the surf, commented, "Nice dick, cuz."

Jay and I played splash and dunk for quite a while out there, with me being mindful of my glasses and thinking I should have left them ashore. The water was calm and refreshing.  My eyes were glued to the nearby titties, their nipples hardened from the cool water.  By now my dick was fully erect under water.  Gosh, how I loved this place!  Best part of the vacation!!

Suddenly I felt a hand on my prick.  I looked around but saw no one in such close proximity.  Then, all of a sudden, Jay came popping up out of the water in front of me with a mischievous grin on his face.  His hand was still wrapped around my teen meat and he was stroking it slowly and steadily.  "You up for some real fun, cuz?" he said to me giddily.  I swallowed hard and found that all I could do was nod.  He took my dominant hand with his other and brought it to his dick under the water.  I was shocked to discover that he was also rock hard.  While I had certainly never touched a penis other than mine I found that it was almost like holding my own.  Jay and I were practically the same dimensions.  Guess it runs in the family.

"Come on, cuz.  I'll show you were the real action's at," Jay said as he unhanded me.  With our erections leading the way he led me out of the water and we began traveling along the shore line.  I felt a bit, well, exposed.  It's not as if I walked around naked in public every day, let alone with a hardon.  It amazed me that no one seemed to care.  Oh, we certainly got a few looks, a snicker here and there but, otherwise, nothing.

As he got farther away from our families I asked Jay, "Shouldn't we tell the others where we're going?"

"No worries," Jay grinned.  "I do this all the time.  Anyways, my Dad knows where I go."

We had gone quite a distance when I realized that things became much more colorful on this side of the beach.  Not only were there multi-hued umbrellas and pinwheels, but also wind-guards cordoning off semi-private snatches of land, pop up tents and elaborately decorated camps.  Multi-colored flags abounded.  It slowly occurred to me that there were far more men than ladies.  I gasped.  This was a gay beach!

Jay veered off the shore line path and headed up onto drier sand.  I followed him as he zig-zagged between an array of nude men on beach chairs or stretched out on towels.  There was more dick here than I had ever seen in the school locker room.  And there were all types.  Mostly Millennials, a heavy dose of late Gen-Zers and some a good deal older.  Jay apparently felt quite comfortable prancing through the throng.  I knew we were both getting appraising looks and it was little wonder.  We were both good looking, well-hung teens.

As we traveled more inland the crowd became sparser.  Seemed most wanted to be where the action was, closer to the water.  Here a low picket fence cordoned off the beach from the bordering dunes with a sign indicating the area was off limits due to bird nesting.  But all along the fence many had set up camp.  I supposed they preferred more privacy than those right in the thick of things.  Jay led us right up to the fence people and began walking casually down the line.  I obediently stayed right alongside him. 

"You like it so far?" he asked while returning the wave of some long haired cast-off evidently still engrossed in the Woodstock era. 

"I guess so," I managed, still amazed by the shameless public display of human flesh.

"It gets better," Jay teased. 

We were approaching an outward curve where one of the many pop up tents was situated.  Standing in front of it was a bear of a man.  His bald, or shaved, head was offset by the bush of a beard and mustache on his round face.  His nude body was stocky and hairy with the outward swell of a gut, like the kind of man who enjoyed his beef and beers.  He was looking directly at us as Jay led us closer and, to my shocked eyes, took his unit in hand and actually waved it at us.  I wanted to make tracks.  But Jay walked right up to the nudist.  What choice did I have but to follow?

I stood beside Jay less than arm's length from the stranger.  His eyes seemed to sparkle with excitement as he said, "Afternoon, boys."  My own peepers shot wide when he casually reached out and took Jay's penis in hand.  Jay allowed the man to fondle him.  In fact, there was even a cheesy grin on his face.  He was making small talk with the guy but I was too stunned to even hear what they were saying.  So understandably I jumped out of my skin when the man reached out with his other hand and took hold of my member.

For a second I considered turning and high tailing it out of there.  I mean, this homo stuff wasn't something I had ever contemplated.  But what would my cousin think if I abandoned him?  Guys my age already thought of me as socially awkward.  I didn't want to foster the same impression on my cousin, who seemed perfectly fine with this situation.  And, besides, it was starting to feel good.  Other than my own and Jay's, a few minutes ago, this was the first time someone had taken hold of my piece.  His hairy knuckled hand was squeezing while he worked Jay's, which was now standing up at full erection.  When he leaned in and took the head of Jay's perfect penis into his hair lined mouth mine did an excited little jump and quickly filled out in his firm grasp.

In amazement I watched as the bearded man sucked on Jay's teen meat with his lips fully enclosed around the head.  At the same time he was stroking my throbbing piece with a tight fisted grip.  Jay was looking at me with a big smile on his cute face.  I shuddered when he reached out, took one of my nipples between his fingers and toyed with it.  Gosh, I felt it right down to my scrotum.  "You want him to suck you, too?" he asked with a comical flex of his eyebrows. 

Swallowing hard I could only manage, "I-I dunno."

"These cocksuckers like being given orders," Jay claimed.  "You gotta tell him.  Go on!"

I was a bit uncomfortable doing it, but I didn't want to look small in front of Jay.  So I meekly asked, "Can you suck on my penis, sir?"

"No, no, no!  Not like that," Jay protested.  "It's your cock, cuz.  You gotta be firm.  Commanding.  Tell him to suck your cock."

I didn't know if I could do it but somehow I managed to muster up an authoritative voice.  "Suck my c-cock, you cocksucker!"  I added that last part to impress Jay.   He seemed to approve. 

The hairy man wasted little time responding.  He spat out Jay's pe--- cock and went down on mine.   My jaw dropped, eyes nearly shot out of my head and I got wobbly on my feet.  The man had to grab me just below the glutes to steady me.  Jay chuckled.  I had thought about, fantasized it, so many times as I masturbated over the past few years.  Maybe not quite like this. But, still, it was actually happening.  I was the recipient of a blow job!  And it felt better than anything I could have imagined.

It wasn't until he suggested we go into his tent that I realized we were being observed by other beach goers in the area.  Men were standing alongside their tents or slunk back in beach chairs casually stroking themselves while they watched this bear of a man sucking my cock.  I think I might have blushed from head to toe.  I wasn't too sure about going into the lair of this stranger but, once again, Jay was encouraging.   We cleaned the sand off our feet and followed this big man between the flaps of the tent.

It was kind of balmy inside and the quarters were decidedly cramped.  The ceiling was low so we all had to take a seat.  Jay was casually lying back propped up on his elbows with his long legs stretched out in front of him with his cock sticking up.  The man salaciously licked his chops, crawled up between Jay's limber limbs and went down on him.  I have to say, I was impressed.  My cousin has a big teen cock and this guy was swallowing him down to the base.  Jay took him by the back of his bald head and started pumping his groin up into the man's bearded face.  There was a playful smile on Jay's face as he continued to thrust himself into the working mouth.

With copious saliva dripping from his mouth and gathering in his beard the cocksucker came off Jay and turned his attentions back to me.  With one big, loud gulp he took me all the way down his throat.  I dug my heels in the canvas floor of the tent and my head shot backward on my shoulders.  He kept taking my cock down his throat again and again until I thought I couldn't stand it anymore.  And then returned to Jay.

Back and forth this cocksucker went.  It was almost like he was crazy for cock.  Every now and then he'd mutter something that sounding like, "yum, boy meat."  Or was it "young boy meat?"  Who could tell?  All's I know is that this guy was a voracious cock sucker.  And, this being my virgin ride, it felt exquisite.  His tongue was doing things to my dick I had heretofore only imagined.  So it was little wonder I was quicker on the trigger than Jay, who obviously had much more experience.

I thought certain my head was going to explode when my dick did.  There was a violent throbbing in my arteries and my entire body suddenly became fevered.  And it wasn't because of the close quarters.  All of a sudden I went almost painfully tense and then my teen spunk was discharging into this guy's rapidly sucking mouth.  I twisted, I turned, my limbs twitched and I groaned and whimpered as my dick pulsed again and again.  He was moaning, too, obviously high on the taste of my sex juice.  Even after I'd finished, which believe me seemed longer than it probably was, he was lapping up and down my spent dick, digging the tip of his tongue into my hole and sucking out the last drop.  I fell back, my young body exhausted.  And then he turned to Jay.

I watched my cousin go through the throes of orgasm the same way I had.  It was exciting to see.  Jay was very sexy lost in rapture.  He heaved, he bucked, he panted and he held that cock sucker's head firmly against his groin as he came, shooting his babies straight down into the man's belly.  When he dropped back the guy gave his dick the same clean-up, lathing it with his lolling tongue.  I don't think he wanted to let our cocks go.

But Jay had other plans.  He told the guy "nice head" and then we were off.  As I turned back to look he was standing outside his tent, cock in one hand stroking and waving farewell with the other.  We were taking an inward bend along the perimeter which led us back to the shore line when I said, "Hadn't we better be getting back to the folks."

"Fuck no!" Jay exclaimed.  "Dude, that was just a warm up.  There's lots more fun up ahead!  You are havin' fun, aren't you?"

Throwing my inhibitions down I blurted out, "Fuck, yeah!"  It felt good to say that word aloud. 

"That's my cuz!" Jay exclaimed, throwing an arm across my shoulders as we moved on.  Out here, far away from the main area, the beach had narrowed considerably.  The dunes, and protected area, were much closer to the water, leaving only a few hundred feet of depth.  There were still a few loungers who ventured this distance far away from the crowd.  But mostly this was a place for beachcombers, casually strolling along the shore line with their cocks swinging.  Women were almost not existent out here. 

"Look over to the right," Jay told me excitedly.  When I did I was stunned to see a guy relaxed back in a sand chair, hairy legs thrust out before him, cowboy hat covering his face while he snoozed and a raging hard on pointed to the sun above.  I shuddered to think of the potential sun burn.

After a time we came to what was the end of the line.  Here signage warned that ahead lay the fishing beach and clothing was required.  It must have been quite a distance ahead because other than a few stragglers, probably curiosity seekers, there were very few people in that area.  "Come on," Jay said and I faithfully followed him up to the dunes and the sea grass beyond.  I was surprised to discover we weren't the only ones in this more isolated area.  A short distance away I detected the top of heads here and there amongst the high, sheltering reeds. 

While I was surveying this curious area Jay suddenly squatted down, wrapped his hand around my cock and started stroking.  In short seconds I was hard once again.  "You've got a nice cock, cuz," he remarked giddily.  His one hand was stroking up and down my dick while the other was squeezing my balls.  He began stroking me harder and faster.  Next thing I knew his tongue was lapping all over the head and he was taking it into his mouth.  My jock cousin was sucking my, well, almost virgin cock!

Jay must have done this before because he was as good as, maybe better than, the guy in the tent.  His tongue lashed around my cock and he had some mean suction on it.  He swallowed every bit of it down his throat, mashing his face into my pubic patch.  I could hear myself moaning and I guess some of the others did too because I detected a rustling in the reeds.  I was too scared to look but I was sure there were other reed dwellers observing us.  Actually I didn't care.  My cock felt so good in Jay's mouth.

All of a sudden Jay unmouthed me and went back to running his hand up and down my now slick dick.  Looking up at me with a sparkle in his eyes he said, "You wanna fuck me, cuz?"

"Holy fuck!  You're cousins?"  The deep voice came from beside me.  I looked over and saw a hairy-chested, gruff looking middle aged bearded man there stroking his beef.  "That's fuckin' hot!  Go on and fuck him, boy.  If you don't, I will."

"So the fuck will I," came another voice from over my shoulder.

"Not to worry, guys," Jay was saying.  "More than enough to go around.  But my cousin gets first piece.  What do ya say, Chris?"

I could hardly tell my worldly cousin, especially in front of these others, that I had never fucked before.  Wasn't even sure I knew how, although I imagined it was fairly easy to figure out.  Cock in hole.  Push, push.  Jay had already fallen back, making himself a neat little bed in the reeds.  He had lifted his legs, spread them open and was holding them in place from behind his knee caps.  I could see his little ass hole winking at me.

"Aw fuck, man," came yet another voice  "I've gotta get me some of that sweet young shit."  I glanced over to see that yet another had come from the beach over the dunes, this one considerably older with graying hair, trimmed beard and a black leather cock ring around his unit and big bloated balls. 

After a moment of uncertainly I swallowed hard and dropped down between Jay's parted thighs. "Come on, cuz," he encouraged.  "Give me that family dick."

"They're brothers?!" the older one exclaimed excitedly.

"Cousins," the one behind me corrected. 

"Cousins, brothers, who gives a fuck!"  Senior Sam replied.  "Family's family.  Go on, boy.  Dick your cousin."

With all this encouragement I was ready for the challenge.  This wasn't exactly how I imagined my virgin journey going.  I'd still harbored that fantasy of one day fucking Aunt Maria, Jayson's mom.  I supposed my cousin, her son, would be a worthwhile substitute.  I could close my eyes and pretend it was Aunt Maria's pussy I was fucking. 

But once I sunk my dick into Jay's clutching bottom all fantasies went out the window.  It was like nothing I could have ever imagined.  It was fucking fantastic!  Jay's asshole was warm, tight and smooth like silk.  His slippery insides repeatedly flexed and relaxed around my excited tool. I was awestruck and certain it showed on my face. 

"What you waitin' for, cuz?"  Jay broke through my reverie.  "Fuck me!"

Swallowing hard I began to move, gyrating my hips and thrusting my dick in and out of his hot pucker.  The sensations were intense.  Nothing could compare.  Jay's insides were pulsing and caressing me like some sort of slick love glove.  I buried myself to the balls again and again, moving faster now.  The onlookers shouted out words of advice and encouragement and I followed their instruction, burying my dick deep inside Jay with a fury.  My balls bounced against his hinds as I humped him.  Jay's hands were all over every inch of me he could reach.  We were both sweating in the hot afternoon sun, but neither of us cared.  I knew my glasses had slipped down my nose and were askew, but I was so enthralled with my first fuck that I didn't care.

All too soon I was cumming.  My toes curled as they dug into the sand behind me.  My body tensed, then convulsed and I was shooting my load up Jay's ass.  I know I must have looked a sight.  My tongue was lolling out of my mouth, my eyes had rolled up in my head and I was panting like a dog.  But it felt so incredible!  No jerk-off session ever was this good!  I kept on spitting family seed, certain I was overloading Jay's hole.  Good thing he wasn't a girl, because I'd certainly have sired triplets.

No sooner had I released the last spurt when the middle-aged bearded guy said, "Pull out, boy.  I want some of that pussy."  Exhausted, I followed his instruction, rose and managed to step back on shaky legs.  Jay lay there with the back of his head cradled in his hands with an ear-to-ear smile on his face.  "Nice fuck, cuz," he said.  And then the stocky, hairy chested man was on him.  Arms wrapped around me and a body pressed up against me from behind.  I was kind of grateful because I was still unsteady on my feet.  Lips chewed at my neck and ear lobe.  I managed to glance behind me and saw it was the older dude molesting me.  His cock was wedged into my ass split and he was grinding it up and down.

I noticed we had attracted several more spectators.  About a half dozen more were either standing or sitting on the dunes, most of them playing with their hard cocks while they watched the action below.  Hairy guy was really going to town on Jay, fucking him like he was running a race.  The formerly unseen dude who'd earlier been standing behind me came around, dropped to his knees behind Jay, yanked his head backward and shoved his long, slim one down my cousin's throat.  Jay didn't even choke; he took the thing right down.  Seemed to me my cousin was an expert at this sort of thing.  This guy looked to be younger than the other two, possibly in his mid to late twenties.  He was slim with longish hair pulled back in a pony.  He fucked Jay's throat the way hairy guy was fucking his ass:  hard, fast and merciless.

"Wanna fuck you like that."  It was the silver fox breathing heavily into my ear as he manhandled my nipples.  I immediately stiffened, and I'm not talking about my cock.  That appendage had remained hard throughout. 

"I-I've never done that," I admitted.  Nor had I even as much as thought about it before today.

"Fuck, yeah," the man gushed excitedly.  "Virgin pussy!  Not to worry, little guy, I'll go easy on you."

Sure he will, I thought, looking at the beast rutting Jay.  It suddenly occurred to me that one had a wedding ring on his finger.  Glancing around, then down at the hand of the man who held me in his embrace, I realized there were quite a few others.  Jeez, most of these horndogs were married men publicly messing around with us teenage college-bound boys!

"Bend over, baby," Silverdad directed and warily I obeyed.  There I was with my legs anchored about two feet apart, leaning forward with my hands on my knees and my butt thrust out toward this man.  His hands ran down my back and over my glutes as he made a totally lecherous sound.  Then he was squatting behind me, his big man's hands pulling my boy buns even farther apart.  Next thing I knew I felt his tongue slashing through my butt ditch, much the way I had imagined doing to Aunt Maria's pussy.  I was aware that, along with his dick head, this guy also had a piercing on his tongue.  It rode over the tender flesh of my trench and sent electrical charges up my spine.  The tip of his tongue stabbed at my shit hole and beginning burrowing into the chute.  It took him some time, but he was determined and soon I felt his fat, wet tongue glide inside me.  It was an incredible feeling.  I'm sure I sighed in spite of myself.  He slurped on my hole while his tongue fluttered around my insides.  As he ate me out he liberally soaked my pulsing channel with saliva.  My dick was harder than ever before and was actually leaking seminal fluid. 

Hairy guy groaned, grunted and shouted out a guttural "sonofabitch."  I could tell he was cumming.  Directly into my cousin's ass!  No sooner had he crawled off then pony tail switched sides, yanking his dick out of Jay's mouth and thrusting into his ass.  After getting royally fucked by the stump of bearded guy I wondered if Jay even felt this one's Slim Jim.  There was little time to ponder though, because the Grey Fox was gearing up to throw me my first ever fuck.

I've got to admit I was more than a little afraid.  Seemed to me that it would hurt.  A lot.  (Although Jay sure didn't seem to be having any trouble getting banged.)  When the old guy came up to stand behind me, running his prick through my spit soaked butt crack and poking at my hole, I almost called the whole thing off.  But I didn't want to appear small in front of Jay.   Not that he would have noticed.  With two new men stepping up and jockeying for position in his mouth he was otherwise occupied.  Silverdad had his paws on my cheeks, his thumbs were spreading my ass band and his dick head was prodding my virginity. 

"Relax, little buddy," he breathed heavily.  "At first it's going to hurt.   But then it's going to feel so fucking good." 

Relax, my foot!  Some random stranger, older than my dad and possibly near my granddad's age, was trying to stuff his man-sized dick into my tiny ass hole.  He pushed.  I resisted.  He pushed again.  I resisted again.  Determined, he grabbed me by my slim hips and gave it one more shot.  This time he broke through my quivering butt hole.  Pain shot through me and I bit down on my lower lip so as not to cry out like the dork everyone thought I was.  My asshole worked against him, instinctively trying to extricate the cock from my aching hole.  I strained, as if attempting to take a dump, but that action only seemed to give him more leverage.  His cock slid even further into me.  I could feel that cold silver cock ring gliding along the fragile walls of my rectum, deeper and deeper inside.  My ass hole tensed and attempted to hold him back but the thick cock kept on coming, forcing its way through my inexperienced hole.  My whole body had gone rigid, my blood turned to ice.  Try as I might to stop them tears were welling up in my eyes.  I wanted to scream and shout, order him to take it out.  But I dared not.

Trying to distract myself from the overwhelming agony of being breached by this older man I concentrated on the lurid scene in front of me.  With two cock heads in his mouth Jay was salivating all over them while he rapidly stroked the shafts.  Pony Tail was huffing and puffing and soon spewed his seed into Jay's ass.  When he got off I momentarily had a view of my cousin's used hole, its lips puckering like a hungry mouth as spent cum oozed from within.  Some heavyset guy, age undetermined, with a belly like an expectant mother dropped on Jay next.  His cock might not have been long but, like him, it was fat.  Jay liked it.  He moaned appreciatively around the dicks in his mouth, one of them beginning to spew, and wrapped his legs around the big body of the thrusting fucker.

"Tight fuckin' virgin boy ass," Old Guy was moaning, "just the way I like 'em."  You'd think he'd go easy on me, aware that I was a first timer.  But, no!  He fucked me like an excited teenager getting his first piece.  His big cock felt like a telephone pole pounding in and out of me, wrecking my ass.  I was almost certain I had been torn apart and was bleeding profusely.  That I required medical attention.  But all this horndog cared about was his own satisfaction.  My body rocked, I sighed.  My ass felt overloaded.  Death by dick had to be waiting just around the corner.

And then, just about the time that Fatso got off, man #2 shot his load in Jay's mouth and two Puerto Rican twenty-somethings took their turn with my cousin, the pain within began to subside.  To my surprise an incredible warmth spread from my ravaged rectum to encompass my entire body.  I was almost certain I was glowing.  Silverdad felt it, too.   Instead of resisting I was inexplicably hugging his working cock with my insides and meeting his thrusts with my ass.  Each deliberate plunge of his cock felt better and better until I was actually anticipating it. I wanted him to give it to me, was practically begging for more.  How strange that what only a short while ago had been unbearable was now highly pleasurable.  I luxuriated in the heretofore unknown fulfillment of being truly fucked.

Silverdad fucked with the stamina of a much younger man, his cock repeatedly striking something within that made me warm and tingly.  Across the way Jay had laid across one of those 'Rican's with his large Hispanic cock up his ass while that one's amigo crawled over his back and was working his cock into my cousin along with the other.  I watched amazed, never having considered such a feat possible.  But it worked.  Both of them fucked Jay in tandem, two huge dark cocks thrusting into his stuffed hole.  Jay didn't appear to be any worse for the wear.  He was ravenously sucking on the dick of some scruffy looking dude badly in need of a haircut and shave. 

I knew when Silverdad was close.  I could just feel it.  And when he came, it wasn't so much the semen I felt but the sensational surges of his cock.  It felt beyond incredible and prompted me to drop my own load.  I sighed with pleasure as I discharged, spewing seed onto the sand and trampled reeds below me.  Suddenly a cock was shoved into my mouth.  I couldn't see its owner because the dick was fairly short, reaching just to the back of my throat, and his dense bush was plastered to my face.  I coughed and protested but soon I was sucking on my first dick the way I had seen Jay do.  Silverdad was barely out of me before I felt another dick invade my asshole.  This time I took it easily and quickly got into rhythm with the thrusting beast.

They came one after the other.  I lost count of how many dicks I took inside me or into my mouth.  I became accomplished at deep throating.  Difficult at first, I soon mastered it.  There was quite the crowd around us.  Those not participating stood on the dunes observing.  Jay and I were like two boy whores, taking all comers.  My maiden voyage into steamy sex was certainly a knockout!

At some point a pair of Jamaicans appeared on the scene.  They were both strong bodied, with oiled charcoal muscles glistening in the hot afternoon sun, long dreadlocks and large, thick dicks.  They laid Jay and me on our backs, opposite each but with faces side by side.  Jay's face was streaked with drying cum but, then again, so probably was mine.   Even after all the fucking he'd taken Jay remained youthfully jovial, that exuberant smile still illuminating his cute features.

As big black island dicks sunk into our well-used holes Jay said, "Told you you'd have fun, didn't I?  Glad you're here with me cuz."

I was equally delighted to be sharing this experience with Jay.  Without my bold, uninhibited cousin I might never have known the thrill of same sex.  Jay was looking at me, I mean really looking, as if seeing me for the first time.  He leaned closer and pressed his lips to mine.  I was stunned but I allowed him to slip me his tongue.  Soon our tongues were gliding along together in our heated mouths.  I could hardly believe I was making out with my cousin.  I could taste the cum of blow jobs in his mouth and I was certain he could also taste mine.   It was awesome!

His grunt as he got plugged by dark meat echoed in my mouth and I responded by kissing him even harder.   

As my Jamaican fucked me with his mile long (or so it seemed) dick his coarse dreads were skittering across my chest and wreaking havoc with my sensitive, extended nipples.  I considered myself grateful to have been trained by all those cocks before because this one was super huge.  It almost felt like being fucked for the first time again.  From the corner of my eye I could see the determined look on his face, the look of a man with a mission.  Both of these men reminded me of a duo I had seen on the classic music video channel, the ones who had been disgraced when it was revealed they merely lip synched their hits.  Wasn't sure whether these two could carry a tune.  Didn't care, either.  All I knew is that they sure knew how to fuck a boy.

Suddenly a hefty dick was slapped down on our smooching lips.  Looking up all I could see was black.  The two built Jamaicans and a third, this one a down-home Negro, kneeling to the side of us and pushing a humongous cock into our faces.  Breaking our lip lock Jay took the fruit-sized head into his mouth and began frenetically sucking on it.  I joined in, licking all along the surface of the engorged chocolate shaft.  Far from being a greedy cocksucker Jay gave me a shot at taking that fat helmet into my face hole and I slurped on it for a while Jay serviced the shaft.  From the corner of my eye I watched as Jay went even further, lapping at the black man's enormous bloated nut sac. 

We worked in tandem sucking that cock.  For someone who has a mere novice, I had caught on quickly.  Jay was an excellent educator.  It was totally unlike me and I was proud that I exhibited no inhibitions.  I knew it was all kind of perverse but I rather enjoyed having all these unfamiliar men pounding their dicks up my ass and feeding me cock.  My cousin and I were the focus of attention and it felt wonderful.

"CHRISTOPHER!"  The voice sent a shock wave through my body and I nearly choked on the cock buried in my mouth.  There were only two people who called me by my birth name and this one definitely wasn't female.  Unfortunately (or, perhaps, fortunately) there wasn't a blasted thing I could do about it.  The big black cock expanded even larger and I suddenly tasted the first of his succulent seed.  Rather than spitting it out I sucked even harder and cum began gushing down my throat.  Not the greedy type I wanted to share with Jay but when I came off it, and before Jay could cap it with his mouth, a surge of cum blasted across my left eye glass lens.

Just then my Jamaican started really heaving into me and went into a wild orgasm.  He bucked, thrashed, twisted and spasmed as he shot his load inside me.  From the sounds of Jay's Jamaican he was doing the same.  All that pulsing against my prostate had me shooting off another huge load.  It shot skyward like a geyser and splattered down on my heaving torso.  I had lost count of how many times I'd cum this glorious afternoon. 

"CHRISTOPHER!  WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING??!!"  There was the voice again.  I was hoping I'd imagined it.  The three dark men, now satiated, got up and stepped away from us.  I have to admit my asshsole felt empty the moment that spectacular cock evacuated.  I knew Jay and I looked quite the sight with our bodies drenched by sweat and cum. I could feel it drooling from my hole and running from both corners of my panting mouth.  I managed to rise on one elbow to look over Jay's prone body beside me and saw my father and Jay's standing at the crest of the dune.  They were both bareassed (this was a nude beach, after all).  My father wasn't all hard-bodied and blocky like Uncle Mike but he was in pretty decent shape.  Dad's face was red with fury.  And his dick was steel hard.

Just as another random dude, this one with straggly thinning hair and in bad need of a shave, came to take his place on Jay Dad came bounding down the dune.  "STAY AWAY FROM OUR SONS!" he bellowed and rudely shoved the man out of the way.  Scruffy Guy pushed back. Dad lost his footing and went sprawling between the spread of Jay's thighs.  By sheer coincidence his hard prick hit the target and sunk to the root in Jay's cummy hole.  Jay instinctively wrapped his legs around Dad, effectively holding him in place.  Positioned as we were, Dad's face was little more than a foot away from mine, allowing me to clearly read his stunned expression.

Time stood still.  Dad was clearly in a compromising situation.  His adult dick was lodged in his nephew in front of me, his brother and the dozen or so spectators.  He appeared stunned, like a deer caught in headlights.  He wasn't sure what to do.  Jay looked pleased, excited even.  Even now he was probably working his uncle's dick with his inner muscles, squeezing and caressing as I had only recently learned to do. 

"Is that his fucking son?" I heard someone ask exuberantly. 

"Fuck no."  It was big and macho Uncle Mike who had come over in front of me.  My eyes flared and my breath must have caught in my throat as he went into fuck position.  "This one is.  My nephew, Chris.  The other one is my boy."

"Fuckin' hot," the group murmured.  If I had looked around I would probably have seen stiff dicks being stroked as they observed this forbidden scene.

Uncle Mike grabbed me under my raised thighs with those beefy, working man's hands and pulled me toward him.  He positioned his big, manly dick at my pulsing ass hole.  I felt the large head press against me. 

"Wh-what are you doing?" Dad had come out of his reverie.  He appeared flustered.

"I'm gonna fuck your boy," Uncle Mike told him.  "We're gonna fuck each other's boys, bro."

Before Dad could raise any objections (not that he was in any position to do so) Uncle Mike pushed his cock into me.  With all the cum deposited there, it slid in easily.  From above he smiled down at me as he moved the first few inches in and out.  My vision was a bit distorted from the cum shot I'd taken right to my specs.  Uncle Mike apparently understood my predicament because, without losing a fuck beat, he removed my glasses and set them down beside me.  Close vision wasn't a problem for me and this near I realized how hot my uncle was. Not that Dad was bad, but Uncle Mike had a raw manliness about him. 

Uncle Mike's dick sunk deeper and deeper into me with each thrust until all of him was plundering my once-tender asshole.  My ramrod was so hard it practically hurt.  Turning my head to the side I was delighted to see that Dad was pumping Jay.  He still had that shocked look on his face, but I guess a cock knows what to do once it’s in a tight pussy whether the man connected to it wants to or not.  When I heard the gush of heated breath and saw his eyes roll up in their sockets I knew Jay had won him over.  Jay was pretty good at sex.  I had to wonder how long he'd been at it.  He was running his hands along Dad's arms, shoulders, chest and back.  Seeing how it seemed to further excite my father, I did the same to Uncle Mike.  My uncle was hairier than my father.  Okay, actually his chest was comparable to a gorilla's.  But I really got into running my fingers through that fur and toying with the thick man buds beneath the pelt.  Every now and again Dad looked over at me and the lust in his eyes was unmistakable.

Jay and I were both being fucked with a frenzy when all of sudden Uncle Mike forcefully said, "Switch!"  Dad and I were both momentarily confused.  I caught on first.  Uncle Mike's slippery dong pulled out of me and he scooted around to the other couple.  Tapping his confused brother on the shoulder he told him, "Go get some of your own boy's ass.  I'm taking mine."

Once again Dad looked sort of horrified.  But Jay had gotten him all horny, I guess, because he scrambled over to fill the space Uncle Mike had just evacuated.  Uncle Mike wasted no time shoving himself into Jay and was really pounding him before my father decided what he was going to do.  I lovingly looked up at my Dad hovering over me and ran my hands over his quivering body and begged, "Fuck me, Dad."  That was all it took.  With a strangled cry he thrust forward and the full length of his daddy dick sunk inside.  It felt so good!   Not just the awesomeness of his cock, but knowing that it was my own father's.  The man who'd created and raised, disciplined and encouraged me.  That man was now fucking me. 

Dad got a lively interest in it real quick.  Passivity waned quickly.  He was fucking me like a race horse headed for the finish line.  My young body jerked with the impact of his forceful thrusts.  Taking a cue from Jay I wrapped my legs around him as tightly as I could and squeezed my insides around that charging cock.  It was almost like his was chastising me, but I liked his form of punishment.  I wanted his cock, and I let him know it.

In short order Dad was panting hard and sweating profusely.  The hot sun was on his back, after all, but our fucking was a lot hotter.  When I heard Uncle Mike's guttural bellow I was pretty sure of what was going on over there.  I felt Dad tense up.  His ramming dick was violently throbbing inside my puss.  His tongue was lolling out and his head snapped about on his shoulders something like a rag dolls.  With a hoarse shout, like nothing I'd heard before, he rudely slammed all the way in and climaxed.  Hot spurts of dad cum pummeled my insides.  He moaned, he groaned, he sighed.  In the throes of orgasm my father looked nothing like the man I'd known all these years.  He had never been more handsome.  It was more than enough for that tingling heat I'd recently become familiar with to envelop me and I was thrashing about as my father took me beyond the brink.  I came like there was no tomorrow.  My ass chewed on his prick as I gave in to a frenzied orgasm.         

Our dad's had to drag us away from the disappointed horndogs who were waiting their turn.  They had decided we'd had enough.  We didn't object.  Our daddies had quenched our youthful hunger.  We strode through the crowd, receiving playful slaps on the ass, and raced down to the surf.  Diving in we splashed and bathed each other.  I'd never seen my Dad so lively.  Afterward, as the sun was gradually going down, we casually sauntered up the coastline.  Uncle Mike had his arm across Jay's shoulders; Dad's was around mine.  I'd never felt closer to him.  I loved my Dad now more than ever. 

By the time we got near our spot it was near dark.  Most of the beachgoers had long ago packed up and left.  Those that remained were taking advantage of the time to indulge in their own sexual gratification covered by the shadows of the oncoming night.  Suddenly Uncle Mike stretched out a hand to stop us.  Pausing, he pointed to our site where we saw Mom down on her knees between the spread of Aunt Maria's thighs eating her out!   The empty bottle of wine casually tossed to one side on the blanket explained all.  Dad's arm came down from over my shoulder to tweak my nipple while we watched them.  I reached out to take his cock in hand, and lovingly massage the rising member.  I was sure from this day on we would grow even more familiar with one another.

Only the moon glow illuminated the area when we eventually joined.  Dad went directly to Mom and hungrily kissed her.  I'd never seen them so amorous.  And I knew he had to be tasting Aunt Maria's cunt juices on her lips.  I must admit I was a tad jealous.   No longer timid, and grateful to my cousin for his tutorial, I boldly walked up to Aunt Maria, straddled her chest and rode my dick up between her big tits.  She assisted by holding her breasts together, giving me a lush valley to fuck.  Every time I thrust upward the head of my dick reached her extended tongue and felt the warm wash of her succulent lips.  My fantasy was coming to life!  Hearing my mother crying into Aunt Maria’s cunt for a fucking I looked over my shoulder to discover that Jay had mounted her from behind and was riding her like a dog. 

After we’d cum, Jay up my mom’s cunt and me all over Aunt Maria’s bodacious breasts and in her mouth, Dad and Uncle Mike took over.  Uncle Mike yanked Mom away from his wife’s twat, tossed her over on her back and shoved his cock into her drunken pussy.  My surprisingly aggressive Dad pretty much did the same with Aunt Maria.  I thought the beach chair was going to collapse with the way he went at her.   I suddenly realized we’d attracted a bit of attention.  Several beach die-hards were standing on the side lines stroking their dicks or fingering their pussies by the light of the silvery moon.  Thinking “what the heck” I dropped to my knees in the sand and went down the line sucking a little cock here, licking some pussy there.  Jay, not to be left out, quickly joined me in servicing the spectators. 

After our Dads had seeded our respective Moms , and Jay and I had taken a few more loads, we packed up to leave.  Uncle Mike thanked us for joining them.  Mom, slurring her words badly, allowed that we'd have to do it again next summer.

Dad quickly piped in.  "Heck with that, we are only a three hour drive away.  How about next weekend?"  My Dad, my champion!