A Day At The Beach

“Congrats” Paul cheerily said when Barry opened the door. “This is a nice place. How does it feel to finally be a home owner?”

“A little scary but better than paying rent” he replied.

“Here’s your ‘go to’ favorite” Paul said handing Barry a fifth of twelve year old Chivas.

“Perfect and much appreciated” Barry affirmed with a hug. “Come on in. I’ll hide this for later but for now drinks are in the kitchen. Follow me.” Rounding the corner Val bumped into Paul.

“Ooooops, my bad, so sorry” Val quickly apologized.

“Oh good, you two met” Barry joked trying to dissuade the awkwardness of the moment. “Paul Andrews, this is Val Ferris. We work together at the warehouse. Val, this is Paul, a long time good friend and my personal pseudo psychiatrist.”

“Let me fix you a drink. What would you like?” Val offered giving Paul a quick once-over thinking he looked familiar.

“Screwdriver, heavy on the vodka, light on the o.j.” Paul replied.

Handing him the drink Val continued to chat “So you’re a pseudo shrink for Barry. How does that work?” he asked.

“That’s more of a long standing joke” Paul mused. “I’m not a psychiatrist. Instead of talking to an expensive professional he talks to me. I’m a bartender and I own The Getaway bar.”

“Now that makes better sense” Val snickered “and now I recognize the face. I thought you looked familiar but couldn’t figure out why. You’re out of place. You need to be wearing the black apron and arm band. I have a lot of good memories and stories from The Getaway. Three years ago I was twenty one when I first met Barry there. He got me the job at the warehouse. It’s kinda cool when you meet someone as great as Barry at a gay bar. It saves a lot of time and weirdness later on.”

“I agree with that” Paul confirmed. “They don’t come much nicer than Barry, truly a good guy and a great tipper.”

“Hold up” Val paused. “At the bar, the pictures on the back wall, the guy on water skis, is that you?” he asked.

“Guilty” Paul blushed. “A younger version of me. When I was in my early twenties I was part of a water sports show that toured the country during the summer. I skied, did the jumps, tricks, barefoot, pyramids, the whole shtick.”

“So you like the water” Val grinned with a glint in his eye. “I don’t have a ski boat but I do know a great place to go if you want some time at the beach. Not to be too pushy but I’m going to Teddy Bear Cove at noon tomorrow. I’d like some company if you were so inclined to go with.”

“You’re on” Paul eagerly accepted. “I live above the bar so when you pick me up ring the bell at the 101 B red door in the alley.”

Turning off the main road Val drove down a dirt lane to a large clearing where three other cars were parked. “Looks like we came on a good day” he commented. “Only a few others on the beach today.” Grabbing the large tote bag they followed the trail downhill. Two minutes later turning a corner and stepping through the trees they were looking at a very secluded beach. “Welcome to Teddy Bear Cove” Val announced with outstretched arms.

Stepping onto the sand Paul could barely make out the words on a weather-worn hand painted sign cautioning that clothing was optional and they may encounter nude sun bathers. ‘This has  potential to be very interesting’ he thought to himself.

Walking a short distance Val found a suitable spot tucked between the bushes that offered some privacy. “This should do nicely” he said spreading a large blanket on the grass. “Lots of sunshine and away from foot traffic.” He quickly shed his tee shirt and cutoffs. Following Val’s lead they both stood silently looking at each other. Paul in his black speedo his muscular legs, athletic gymnast build and the prominent bulge of his groin was on full display. Val unconsciously nodded unaware that he was staring. “Holy shit, Paul, you are one super fit dude” he said in a soft whisper.

“Uhhhh thanks” Paul shyly responded. “You’re pretty damn fit yourself” he complimented admiring Val’s body, the dark mat of chest hair and the spread of a wide treasure trail from mid torso disappearing into the swim tucks. “I’m always a bit envious of guys that have the body hair on the chest and abs. I got the hairy legs and a little bit of fuzz for a trail but that’s it.”

“This poor body is starting to sag a bit” Val lamented wistfully. “There was a time I took better care of myself. I was young, dumb and full of cum as they say. Now it feels more like I’m getting old, not so bold, and I do what I’m told” he laughed. “Enough of the pity party, let’s get wet. Race you to the water.”

They goofed around swimming for a while when Paul had enough. “I’m going to go lie in the sun and warm up” he said wading out of the water. Val followed and lay down beside him. “I’m a bit curious” Paul queried ”so tell me if this is none of my business. You met Barry at my bar and you work with him. Am I out of line to ask if the two of you have ever hooked up?”

“Interesting question. I have been asked that before” Val said intentionally moving his leg to brush up against Paul. “The answer is ‘no’ Barry and I have never hooked up. We are friends but we  never hit it off to have it be anything more. Neither of us seems to be the other’s type. May I ask the same question of you?”

“That’s only fair” Paul conceded. “That answer is also ‘no’. Barry is a long time and steady customer. I think it would be weird and a bit strained to be sexually involved with a patron and like you said, it’s a matter of a type, not being attracted to each other.”

“I’m sorry if that was rude” Val said apologetically taking Paul’s hand in his. “I didn’t intend to put you on the spot but that brings another question to mind. What is your type, if you have one?”

Paul did not speak for what felt like an eternity to Val, afraid that he must have upset him. Paul took a deep breath and finally spoke. “If I had to say there was a type” he softly whispered, “it would be someone very much like you.” Turning his face to Val, Paul squeezed his hand and looked at him eye to eye. “I find myself most definitely attracted to you.” Without another word Paul pulled Val close with his free hand passionately kissing him. Val immediately responded returning Paul’s advance with equal passion, his tongue probing seeking acceptance. Rolling on top of Val, Paul madly and relentlessly continued making out kissing more than his lips, leaving a trail of wet kisses on his cheeks, his neck and pecs. Nestling his face in the chest hair, Paul’s mouth found its target. Val quietly murmured his approval feeling Paul gently bite and suck on a nipple, flicking it with his tongue. Reaching between them with his free hand Paul untied the draw string. Loosening the suite Paul slid his hand into Val’s swim trunks to fondle his cock and balls.

“Shit yeeesssss” Val hissed gripping Paul’s head pushing his face tight to his chest. “Play with my balls, stroke that dick. Fuuuccck that feels good. That’s getting me soooo hard” Val moaned. Paul continued masturbating him long stroking the foreskin over the head of his cock. “Get these trunks off me” Val ordered, “and loose the speedo. I want my eight inch dick sucked and I sure as hell want to suck you.” Kneeling over Val, Paul tugged the swim trunks off. Standing, he peeled his speedo off and kicked it away. “That’s much better” Val gushed. “Good god almighty, what a beauty of a dick you were hiding. Get around here and let me at that thing” Val commanded. Assuming the sixty nine position Paul gasped as all seven inches of his cut dick went down Val’s throat.

“Oh hell yea, eat that cock” Paul rasped. “Keep that throat open so I can face fuck you.” With a determined steady rhythm, Paul shoved his dick into Val’s mouth feeling it slide down his throat at the end of each thrust. “Fffffuck, swallow all of it” he panted.

Val rummaged through the beach bag as Paul kept throat fucking down his throat. Finding the lube, Val pulled free of the assault. “I want you to play with my ass” he said handing the lube to Paul. “Finger fuck me and stretch me wide so you can fuck me. I want you to put this dick inside me and top me. I want to shoot my load while you fuck me hard and deep.”

Eager to comply, Paul relented on the face fucking to concentrate his efforts on Val’s asshole. With a line of lube on his middle finger Paul poked around Val’s butt crack. Feeling the wrinkle of Val’s pucker, Paul pushed his finger through making it slick with lube. With a mouth full of dick Val mumbled a garbled “Ooooo yeffff”. Encouraged by his response, Paul gave a twist of his wrist as he inserted the a second finger. Val wiggled his butt and clenched his hole signaling his pleasure. Taking his mouth off Paul’s cock Val instructed, “give me one more finger to open me up then you’re gonna fuck me. I want to feel your dick pumping cum in my ass.”

Paul gave another hard twist with three fingers in Val’s ass stretching him wide. Satisfied he was ready, Paul hastily lubed his throbbing erection. “On your stomach” he ordered, pushing Val flat on the blanket. Handing him a small stick Paul told Val “here, bite down on this. I hope you can take it cuz’ you’re stretched wide and I’m coming in fast.” Val raised his butt with excited anticipation. Paul gripped his dick sliding it in Val’s butt crack. Centering the head of his cock on the puckered hole Paul penetrated Val with one solid push. Val let out a muffled yelp as his hole yielded to the abrupt invasion. Any discomfort faded quickly, replaced with a sensation of stuffed pleasure.

“Ooooooooh bloody ffffuuuckin’ hell yyyyeeesssss” Val cried out spitting the stick out of his mouth. “Fuck me, fuck me good” he begged. “Holy shit you’re ripping me open with that dick inside me. Yes, yyeesss, yyyyeessss ride my cum button.”

“Take it, take my dick in your ass” Paul grunted. “You wanted it hard and deep so that’s how you’re gonna get it.” He abruptly pulled his dick out of Val causing him to sadly moan.

“Oh c’mon man, stick that dick back in” Val barked.

“Time to roll over” Paul said twisting Val’s legs flipping him. “I want to see your face when I put my load deep inside you.” With Val on his back, Paul put the legs over his shoulders. “I want to see you jacking yourself while I’m fucking you” Paul ordered as he shoved his dick back into Val’s gaping hole.

“Ohhhh yeeeaaaa” Val droned. “That’s it, right there! Get that dick back in there. I want to feel your balls slapping on my ass.” Masturbating himself Val teased “You can do better than that. I want to feel your dick tapping on my tonsils” he laughed.

“Damn, that’s just too fucking hot. I’m getting close” Paul warned. “Watching you jack off while this dick is pounding you is gonna make me cum-dump in your ass. Fuck yes, I’m gonna shoot right about nnnooowww” he gasped. Paul’s eyes clenched shut and his face contorted as his dick erupted unloading multiple shots of jizz deep into Val’s gut.

“Holy fffffuck” Val cried out as Paul’s orgasm waned. “Shhhhiiiit yes I could feel your dick throbbing. Stay there. Keep that dick in me. Keep fucking me” Val begged. “Don’t you dare stop or pull out. I’m so close I need you to fuck me until I cum.”

“Gladly” Paul complied feeling Val’s ass more slippery now that he was fucking into his own jizz, “but you gotta tell me when you’re gonna shoot your load, okay?”

Val agreed with a quick nod that was cut short when he yelled. “Cumming……. now! Fffffffuuuuck I’m cumming!”

Paul hastily pulled his dick out and dropped just in time to capture and fill his mouth with five massive volleys of Val’s cum. When he was finished Paul lay fully prone on top of him. Face to face they kissed, a sticky cummy kiss, Paul sharing Val’s load.

They stayed silent hugging one another enjoying the moment when Paul caught movement in his peripheral vision. Turning to look he and Val saw four naked guys watching them from about twenty feet away. Two of them were quietly applauding, the third one was tugging on his erection and the fourth gave them two thumbs up in a vote of approving what they had witnessed.

“They must have enjoyed the show” Val laughed with a slap on Paul’s butt. “I need a swim to cool off and time to recuperate.”

With a contented sigh he lay next to Paul on the blanket. Val turned to face Paul resting his head on his arm. “To get to know and understand you better I would be interested in hearing how you came to realize you were gay and how you ended up here. I’ll go first so this feels less like an interrogation” Val chuckled.

The summer before the tenth grade there were five of us guys that hung out. We were inseparable. It started when one of the guys found his dad’s dvd stash of porn. He would sneak a few and we would go to the basement and watch them when his folks were gone. Being sixteen and always horny it was no surprise we all boned and got hard which made it okay for us to jack off in front of each other. That advanced to the helping hand, stroking the cock of the guy sitting next to you on the sofa. One day somebody made a dare to suck a cock which led to tasting and swallowing cum. The next obvious thing to do was rimming and finger fucking ass play which ultimately ended up with us taking turns butt fucking, giving and getting it in the ass. That summer was when I knew for certain I was gay and I liked having a dick in my ass. From then on until we all graduated I never topped. I was always somebody’s bottom. A dick up my ass gives me so much pleasure I’m always rock hard and it’s easy for me to cum. I cum hands free a lot when the top is good enough and I’m taking it doggie. So here I am a few weeks away from turning thirty, a committed hard core bottom that just got fucked by an outrageously hot stud. Your turn” Val said in conclusion.

“Geeeez, where to begin” Paul hesitated. “I guess high school like you. I always got a bit aroused in the showers after gym glass. So did a few other guys but nobody really noticed or made a big deal of it chalking it up to being horny teenagers with little or no control of when or why a guy popped a boner. Now I know I probably was in denial about being attracted to guys. After graduating high school I got a summer job at the canning factory working graveyard shift saving up to buy a car before going to college. I struck up a friendship with Ben, a guy that worked night shift with me. He was a little older, probably a college sophomore or junior. Anyway, we started hanging out. It was hard to get any sleep during the day at my house. We lived next to the freeway and a train yard and my mom was home doing housework vacuuming and making noise. Ben’s parents both worked so his house was always quiet. He offered to have me come to his place explaining his bedroom was downstairs with his own bathroom and a king size bed, plenty of room for the two of us to get some sleep. Our clothes always had a lingering stink of the hot cookers from work so we would strip off to our underwear and put the clothes through the washing machine while we slept. It was hard not to notice that Ben’s great build. He had a hot body, not too muscular, a great six pack of abs, great pecs with some chest hair and a thick treasure trail at his belly button. I was no slouch but not as defined and not nearly as much body hair. If I started to get an erection seeing Ben in his underwear I would quickly turn to the side trying to hide my bulge. We would sleep for five or six hours. When we woke up we would fix something to eat and sit around in our undies playing video games while our clothes were in the dryer. We would take turns in the shower before going back to work until one day I was first in the shower when Ben opened the door and joined me. Before I could protest he put a finger to my lips shushing me. He told me ‘I see the way you sneak looks at me checking me out. I also see that your dick betrays you when you try, and fail I might add, to hide it when you start to get a boner. You shouldn’t be embarrassed or ashamed for being gay. I suspected as much and wanted to get naked with you since the first day you came over.’ That encounter ended with a quick blow job in the shower because we were pressed for time to get to work but the next day after work was a different story. That was my affirmation that not only was I gay, but I was a versatile gay. That summer with Ben was my introduction to guy on guy gay sex. It was a two month crash course in sucking cock, rimming, ass play and fucking. What I learned from Ben has served me well. I’ve gone out with a lot of guys and had more than one date with a few. I am versatile but prefer to top whenever possible. It probably has something to do with my need to be dominant and that I really enjoy putting a load of cum in the ass when I fuck. So how did I end up being a twenty five year old bar owner? In college my very straight roommate came from an obscenely rich family. He had the Porsche and left a trail of women in his wake who were more interested in his money than him. I graduated with the generic business degree. Roomie needed to appease his douche of an overbearing father by making investments. He came up with the idea of buying the bar which served several purposes. He told his dad is was real estate investment which was true. It was a valued commercial property in the downtown district. He failed to mention that it was not just a bar but a gay bar. The arrangement was that he would retain the deed to the building and property and I would buy the business of the bar from his initial investment. That brings us to today. Here we are having a day at the beach and me having one of the best fucks ever. Sadly the afternoon is almost gone so we have to be going. I need to get cleaned up, eat and be at the bar by seven o’clock.”

Stopping at the red door in the alley, Val reached for Paul’s hand. “Thanks for a phenomenal day” he said. “Today was more than I could have hoped for. Would you consider an encore and getting together again?” he asked.

“Absolutely” Paul agreed with enthusiasm, leaning over to give Val a passionate kiss. “That is an emphatic ‘yes’ to get together with you again. Call me so we can get together again soon.” Looking back Paul gave him a salute and wave as he closed the red door.

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