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It was the summer of 1992. I was lying on the hot sand, my nude body
oiled to protect my fair skin against the broiling sun. The expanse of
scrub dune around me was empty of other exhibitionists. I wanted to be
adventurous and daring. Most sunbathers, more sane and circumspect than
I, would lie naked in clearings of bushes farther up from the beach, or
nearby the Mississippi, protected by the undergrowth from casual
strollers. I enjoyed being in the middle of this large open area and
exposed to all who might wander my way.
I went to ³naked beach² every so often, whenever I felt like being a
naked exhibitionist or sucking another guy¹s hard meat. Although I am
married with a ordinary wife, family and life, I love kinky sex. I love
to lose myself in naked sensuality and here is where guys did it. They
came here to have sex. Well, some of them. Others just came to dream
about having sex. And this was at both ends of the spectrum. Hot, young,
well built gay guys would cruise this wooded ³park² area of the the
Mississippi River looking for other guys they deemed ³hot.² In my
encounters, I noticed that not a few of these young stud fellas did not
easily get hard and that they rarely found Mr Right. Then, there were
also the bisexual or straight ³ordinary² guys walking around of all shapes
and sizes, who were just anxiously trying to get their rocks off. Maybe.
If they didn¹t scare themselves out of it. Lots of guys walking around.
Just walking. Nervously glancing. Not making eye contact. Walking on.
It was prowlers on parade.
This was in the days before ³they² started bulldozing the bushes and
paving the road; before ³they² made a public works project at one end and
built stairs and walkways so ordinary people would have access to the
area; and finally, just this year, before ³they² ultimately cut down all
the trees and all the bushes to bare all of the landscape to unfriendly
eyes.
But back then, lust was in the air.
I didn¹t get up the balls very often to get naked in the daylight. I
didn¹t have the time or the courage (or like this day, the sunscreen).
But I felt so marvelously turned on and wicked when I did work myself up
to it.
The brilliant sun shone on my white skin, and made my red pubic hair a
lustrous fire of light, enticing those reticent strollers who passed by to
size me up. As my penis limp was considerably smaller than its six inches
hard, many dismissed me with a glance as not being enough of a hunk and
walked on to seek other prey. But my manhood stirred amiably enough when
one skittish soul was brave enough to do more than gaze longingly at my
naked form and actually stop and chat.
As he went on about this and that, I imagined him ravishing me (he was
kind of dweeby looking, but not bad) and my exposed cock grew and
thickened under his watchful gaze.
When he tentatively put his hand on my naked thigh, I rubbed his
stiffening member through his shorts, opening them to let his modest
manhood spring free. Feeling perverted by this public sex scene, I
leaned over and put my mouth on his organ, my own hard cock twitching in
the sunlight.
He thrust he cock into my mouth as I fondled his balls, bringing him
rapidly to completion as the excitement of this naked cock sucker
overwhelmed him. I quickly sucked him to orgasm and he pulled away from
my mouth, grabbing his spurting tool and spilling his load onto the sand.
He weakly thanked me and swiftly got up, tucked his spent cock into his
shorts and walked away.
After this raunchy quickie, my prick stayed semi-hard as I daydreamed
about guys walking up to me, ramming their hard cocks into my ass, my
mouth, cumming all over my body.
Then, I saw a tall, well built man with short, dirty blond hair walking
across the sand toward me. He walked up to me with interest and
friendliness, both traits unusual down here at the beach where most men
were furtive skulkers or narcissistic studs. His well muscled form was
evident beneath his white pants and sports shirt. Unlike most guys, he
smiled and looked like this is where he wanted to be.
³Hello,² he said, ³You look pretty hot out here.²
I was amused at his double entendre and was turned on as he crouched
down next to me and you reached for my half hard cock. He was neither a
shy guy nor was he comparing my own soft physique to some other man more
studlier than I. He just appreciated the way my penis immediately
hardened as he wrapped his large hand around my shaft and started
squeezing and gently pulling on me.
³That¹s nice,² he said with a smile, ³I¹m Jack.²
As I stiffened, his ministrations became more roughly playful and he
bent my cock down toward the sand, seeing how I would react.
³Ohhh,² I gasped at this unexpected aggression, ³I, I, I¹m Gregg.²
I reached to open Jack¹s pants. The time it took to undo the large
belt buckle gave him more opportunity to crudely yank on my manhood,
twisting my stiff rod around and causing erotic sparks to shoot into my
groin.
I unzipped his pants and Jack helped me pull out his semi - soft penis
from his underwear. I was more than a little impressed with his size. I
am not a great judge, but he was much larger than I am. Although his cock
was still soft, it matched my 6 inches hard. I wanted to make this
formidable piece of meat rise into excited hardness.
I bent down to take his large cock head into my mouth while he
continued his assault on my genitals, twisting my balls and pulling them,
stretching my nut sack painfully. I groaned with pleasure. No one had
ever treated me in such a cavalier way before. I was relatively
unfamiliar with this kind of pleasure pain, but it made me very hot.
I tongued his growing dick, its veined magnificence rising in my greedy
mouth. His grip on my balls got even rougher, and the stimulating
punishment of his abuse excited me even more as I began sucking on his
meat in earnest, trying to cram its stiffening length into my mouth. One
of his hands let go of my abused cock shaft long enough to push my head
down farther on his now towering rod, stuffing it into my oral cavity,
ramming it into my throat.
I was captivated by this rugged treatment as much as Jack was
apparently enthralled by my steel hard cock. He relished molesting me and
appeared to love the fact that the rougher he got, the harder I got, and
the more enthusiastic I became at trying to please him.
My head bobbed up and down on his massive meat, trying to stuff his
head into my throat, trying to take in his whole large member. I got more
and more excited as I felt my orgasm build, Jack¹s savage hands milking my
cock and balls.
³Wait, I¹m gonna cum,² I gasped, not wanting this to end yet.
³Good,² he declared. ³Shoot this baby for me...²
³Ohhh uhh uhh,² I moaned as my hot spunk surged through my prick,
spraying out onto the sand.
As I shot my load, Jack continued his abuse, rubbing my sperm now on my
cock, and balls, its sticky slickness adding to the sensory high.
Jack took his sperm covered hand and rubbed it on my lips, my tongue
shooting out to clean his fingers, still sucking them excitedly, even as
my hard cock throbbed and began to subside.
³I¹d love to tie you up and fuck you,² said Jack. ³I¹d bet you¹d be
really hot.²
The thought sent a thrill of fear through me, but I was spent and Jack
stuffed his impressive manhood back into his pants and walked away.
A few months later, I was walking back out of the beach, clad only in
my overalls, no shirt and loose sandals on my feet. I had been
unsuccessful in finding a playmate - just a meager scattering of nervous
stalkers and I was bemused at the wasted time. But then, walking toward
me was Jack. He smiled as we remembered each other. He asked how I was
doing and how it was down here at the beach and I told him that I hadn¹t
done anything interesting. With that cue, he grabbed my crotch through my
pants and squeezed hard. My organ responded immediately and grew against
his hand, hardening as he led me off the path and placed me against a
tree. He placed both hands on my chest and pinched my nipples, causing
erotic fire to shoot into my sexual center.
³Let¹s take this off,² Jack suggested as he undid the clasps holding up
my overalls, moving his other hand to my crotch, pulling on my pulsing
dick, sending hedonistic thrills through my sense craving body. My
overalls fell to my feet, leaving me naked before him while he roughly
squeezed my balls, sending a fiery agony through my groin. He continued
to savage a nipple in a vicious erotic torture as he pulled me down by my
balls my knees. Then he let go of my balls and pulled my face into his
crotch.
³Make me hard, ³ he ordered.
I had to comply as my trembling hands undid his zipper and fumbled with
the buttons on his shorts. I pulled down his shorts and underwear,
freeing his beautiful, massive dick.
As before, he was still semi-soft. I immediately took his large head
into my mouth, rubbing my hands up and down his muscular legs, resting
them on his hard ass, drawing him to my naked, kneeling form.
My stiff, trembling penis was bouncing against his leg as he put his
hands on my head, forcing more of his hard meat into my mouth.
³Yeah, you do make me hard,² said Jack, beginning to pump his growing
schlong in and out of my mouth. As he expanded to his full length and
hardness, my mouth had to stretch to accommodate his bulk. I tried to
suck his intimidating length, but I still gagged on his thick member. He
held my head and continued to fuck my mouth with his massive meat. In
and out he thrust his powerful tool, using my face as a cunt, utterly
controlling me. I frantically tried to contain him, but his giant pole
stretched my lips and filled my mouth. He thrust his hips into me and his
big cock head started slamming into the back of my throat. By now, I was
totally turned on by the whole scene. It was a pornographic fantasy come
true! It was a forbidden thing that had me panting and totally losing
any inhibitions I might have thought about. I drew in a breath through
my nostrils, getting further aroused by his sex smell as my nose was
crushed into his sweaty pubic hairs. I reached down and cupped Jack¹s
balls and tried to get more of his enormous shaft into my mouth. Then, I
drew back and started licking his large,veined cock, lapping his bulbous
crown, flicking the tip of my tongue into his pee hole.
³Ohhhh, yeah,² Jack moaned. ³I¹d like to see you all tied up while I
fucked the shit out of you.²
A thrill of fear shot through me, imaging the degradation of his words,
and although my mind said No, I panted, ³Yesss,² as I continued to
minister to his throbbing cock and balls with my mouth.
Then he pulled me upright to my feet and grabbed both of my nipples
with his hands. He pinched them and twisted, hard, forcing a groan of
erotic suffering to escape my lips.
³Oh yeah, you really like this, don¹t you?² said Jack in a low voice.
Grabbing my balls again, squeezing them savagely, he began to whack me
off for all he was worth, milking my rod, commanding me to cum.
³UHHhhhhhhhh,² I spasmed, unable to control myself and my hot seed
spurted out into the air, pulsing fire through my cock in orgasmic
passion.
³Uhh,uhhh, uhh, uh,² shooting my load as Jack wrung the last drop from
my abused genitals.
Quivering, I managed to back off as he released me and I pulled up my
overalls over my still hard dick.
³Yeah,² said Jack, his dick softening as he put it back inside his
pants. ³You¹d look really nice at my friend¹s house, all tied up with
weights hanging on your balls. I¹d like to fuck you up the ass....²
My own used cock stayed hard as Jack spoke his fantasy. I wondered if
he was serious.
³I¹d like that,² I said, almost shyly. I didn¹t know exactly what to say.
After talking a little more, and finding out that he was also married,
Jack gave me the telephone number of a gay friend of his that he claimed
was a very nice fellow, who would be happy to let us use his place for
Jack to tie me up and rape me..... in a safe and sane environment, of
course......
A couple of months later, I called Jack¹s friend, Ricardo, and we did
get together at his house. And Jack did split me open with that huge cock
of his.
However, back at the beach.......
It was the summer of 1993. Jack and I had gotten together at Ricardo¹s
house a few times and I had learned a few of the in and outs of getting
fucked in the ass. So here I was, once more prowling the beach during the
day. But this time I carried some condoms, had cleaned out my asshole and
made it nice and slick, just in case there were any possible intruders. I
still walked clothed only in my overalls and sandals - my side buttons
open, exposing the top of my ass. I had one clasp of the overalls undone,
so that the bib half hung down, leaving my hairy chest bare, my curly red
hairs inviting...
To be continued......
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