Sand, sun, onanism - here's to a healthy orga
This week - twice my pilgrimage to my favorite nude beach. You know, the usual routine - strip EVERYTHING, skin smooth, dick even smoother, baby oil - special attention to my favorite joystick to warm it. Did Tuesday and Friday. As usual - up and down the endless dune, along familiar, yet every time newer treks. up and down the hills. Not a soul - if you don't count the birds. People in the nearby pueblo going around their daily lives, and I am walking up and down, pine needles and warm sand in my feet, sun caressing my smooth, oiled body, hands on dick - left, right, squeeze, shake. stroke - 5 kilometers in total silence, dick is getting bigger. Bringing it to the edge, then back. Again, not a soul to witness my heroic climbing up and down, dick in hand, backpack on back. I finally reach one last hill with the Mediterranean a stone throw away, its greenish-bluish waters close, yet about a kilometer away through the pine and palm thicket. Amazing how hot is the sand below my bare feet and what a difference a few trees make with the shade, I hit pretty much all the hot places, where usually buck naked guys swing their dicks around, stop, get them ready, walk, wait and then again for that mysterious encounter with end unknown - circle jerk, a few blowjobs, passionate sex with total strangers - once done, ¡hasta la vista! and everybody goes away drained and happy. Or, maybe all of the above? Tuesday morning - the hot places, thickets of pine forest - empty, again, not a soul.
Beach - unusually empty, just a few shall we say. "permanents" - a muscular middle aged guy, probably German or Scandinavian with a massive steel ring on his dick and his companion - up and down. I have seen these guys many times, so you can't miss them, especially the guy with the massive shiny steel ring. It looks scary and to put it on and then remove it, you probably need special metalworking skills and tools.
Water as usual feels like a salty soup, once inside, you can't get out. Then, lying in the shallow water by the beach and the water gently caressing my smooth dick and balls, lifting them every once in a while. And it is great - water is washing your dick and balls, left hand strokes, right squeezes, on and on. Tuesday dragged on, a few other guys were stroking in plain view - some standing, some walking, some facing one another. So, I got finally lucky, some strange guy milked me really quick dry, I tried to return the favor, as much I tried and strained - nothing. My hand felt sore. This is what usually happens with other guys - when they give me a handjob, I finish off really quickly. When I try, despite my "significant" experience, happens very rarely.
Well, today was more or less the same - up and down, whole body head to toe soaking up the heat, and again, the hot spots - empty. The usual splashing, playing in the water and feeling great under the sun. Then, I saw some action and my mind jumped into overdrive. There were two couples just getting some sunshine, buck naked. The middle aged woman had absolutely fantastic, tight brown tits - every man's wet dream. Her husband was asleep and I watched her go up the dune and talk to another guy. I am convinced he got lucky since as soon as they finished talking, he took off to the thicket. She walked back to her husband, like a real sex queen - swinging tits and hips like somebody who has been around and seen it all. Then she walked with her husband/partner to the same spot and again, I would to think he also got lucky "downstairs"! There were several guys watching and stroking from a distance.
Then another, young couple also went the dune and again, I am convinced the guy also got lucky.
Then the kicker - while these couples were walking up and down, and the guys probably got lucky, I noticed a middle aged guy, about my size, as smooth as me, stroking on the dune and not even pretending to hide. I approached him, naturally dick in hand. He had a direct line of sight to a couple about 20 meters away. On a few occasions he waived at the girl, who was watching him with interest - like "why don't you come over?" I could see her smile and she pointed to her husband/boyfriend/partner - "well, no". There were several other guys beside me, watching her and stroking.
Love this beach! You can walk around, stroke as you like it, people pay no attention or smile at you - pure natural fun!
Beach - unusually empty, just a few shall we say. "permanents" - a muscular middle aged guy, probably German or Scandinavian with a massive steel ring on his dick and his companion - up and down. I have seen these guys many times, so you can't miss them, especially the guy with the massive shiny steel ring. It looks scary and to put it on and then remove it, you probably need special metalworking skills and tools.
Water as usual feels like a salty soup, once inside, you can't get out. Then, lying in the shallow water by the beach and the water gently caressing my smooth dick and balls, lifting them every once in a while. And it is great - water is washing your dick and balls, left hand strokes, right squeezes, on and on. Tuesday dragged on, a few other guys were stroking in plain view - some standing, some walking, some facing one another. So, I got finally lucky, some strange guy milked me really quick dry, I tried to return the favor, as much I tried and strained - nothing. My hand felt sore. This is what usually happens with other guys - when they give me a handjob, I finish off really quickly. When I try, despite my "significant" experience, happens very rarely.
Well, today was more or less the same - up and down, whole body head to toe soaking up the heat, and again, the hot spots - empty. The usual splashing, playing in the water and feeling great under the sun. Then, I saw some action and my mind jumped into overdrive. There were two couples just getting some sunshine, buck naked. The middle aged woman had absolutely fantastic, tight brown tits - every man's wet dream. Her husband was asleep and I watched her go up the dune and talk to another guy. I am convinced he got lucky since as soon as they finished talking, he took off to the thicket. She walked back to her husband, like a real sex queen - swinging tits and hips like somebody who has been around and seen it all. Then she walked with her husband/partner to the same spot and again, I would to think he also got lucky "downstairs"! There were several guys watching and stroking from a distance.
Then another, young couple also went the dune and again, I am convinced the guy also got lucky.
Then the kicker - while these couples were walking up and down, and the guys probably got lucky, I noticed a middle aged guy, about my size, as smooth as me, stroking on the dune and not even pretending to hide. I approached him, naturally dick in hand. He had a direct line of sight to a couple about 20 meters away. On a few occasions he waived at the girl, who was watching him with interest - like "why don't you come over?" I could see her smile and she pointed to her husband/boyfriend/partner - "well, no". There were several other guys beside me, watching her and stroking.
Love this beach! You can walk around, stroke as you like it, people pay no attention or smile at you - pure natural fun!
6 months ago