I happened one day to take some private, alone time away from the rushing around of 'family life' and ended up at the beach, after stopping for breakfast, eating my fill and grabbing a paper to read. When I got there, the sun wasn't even fully up. I set my chair in a well picked spot, slithered out of my jean shorts and slipped off my shirt. I decided to take a walk down the mostly empty beach, and started out.

I walked about 34 of a mile, and then decided to take a dip.

I walked into the water and swam for about ten minutes, and then got out. I continued my walk down the beach for another half mile, then turned and walked back to my chair, where I sat, drank some coffee and read parts of the paper.

After about two hours, the sun had risen, and the heat was rising. I set everything down and walked into the water for another swim to cool off. People had started filling the beach now, but it was far from being crowded. I still had a good part of the beach all to myself.

I set my chair to lounge flat and dabbed my face dry. Laying down, I coated my body with the usual suntan oil. Feeling that I now gleamed 'just right', I laid down and fell asleep. Dreams came easily, the sun beating down on my skin, my dark skimpy suit heating up, my manhood rose to the erotic fantasies that slipped in and out of my mind.

Awaking about an hour and a half later, I stood up and took another dip to cool off. Coming out of the water, the water had done nothing at all to reduce my hard on, and it buldged out quite well.

I ate my lunch slowly, laid out a bit more and then decided to leave.

I got up, took all my belongings and walked to my car to put my things into it. I decided it would be better to take a shower and get all of the salt off of my body, so I grabbed my towel, shower supplies and to the bathrooms I went. I went in and set my things on a bench to the side of the shower door.

There were two of them, one next to it, one directly across from it. Looking at the door, I saw that they still hadn't fixed the hinges, so it still did not quite shut fully. Oh well, I'm not proud nor do I get embarassed easily. I went and relieved myself then walked to back to the shower stall. I turned on the water, slipped off my suit and lathered it up with the shampoo I had brought with me.

I used it as a washcloth after washing it out. As I began to lather up my body, I heard a faint sound. Squinting through the water and soap, I could make out someone sitting on the bench looking in on me. I decided that if someone was watching, I might as well give them a show, so I raised my leg to the wall, and bent over to wash it. Thoughts raced through my mind.. and eventually, after lathering up my entire body, especially my ample length, I was fully erect. As I rinsed off, twisting this way and bending that way.. I coyly stroked my shaft to keep it hard and to tease whomever was out there. I finished, shut the water off, and gathered my things. As I was walking out of the shower.. I 'accidentally' dropped my shampoo container, walked passed it, and then turned around and bent over to pick it up. When I turned around, I walked out and went to the bench where my towel was. I was turning and wrapping my towel around me to dry off, when I heard a voice, somehow below me. It whispered, "OHH, Please, May I suck that wonderful LENGTH?!" I looked down to a middle aged guy, who was on his knees in front of me, so close to my shaft that I could feel his hot breath on my skin. I was a bit taken aback, but decided, out loud, "sure, why not?." He didn't waste a second, gathering my full ballsack and lengthshaft into his soft hands, immediately his mouth engulfed the bulbous tip and part of the shaft. His moans vibrated through my length as he bobbed up and down on my member. I'm pretty well hung, a bit over 9 inches when fully hard, and I keep my shaft and sack clean shaven with my bush trimmed short in the shape of a heart. Kinda like "Cupid's Arrow" In no time at all he was working expertly all down my shaft, only taking me out to tongue my ballsack here and there. With one incredible thrust, he took me all the way down into his mouth and throat and sucked me, tongue flittering all around my shaft. By this time, I was fully turned on and ready to let loose. I stammered out that I was indeed, going to cumm any second. This must have been his goal, as he reached around and locked one hand onto his other wrist, pulling me fully into his mouth.

Wave after wave of my creamy load exploded out of my balls and shaft into his mouth and throat.

I couldn't believe how much I was cumming. When I felt the spasms of orgasm slowly subsiding, he pulled back, letting a bit of cumm ooze out of his mouth, then took me again, fully. Finally, he backed off, and smiled as he stroked my length.

"Thank you so very very much!" he said. He stood and turned, then walked out the door. I stood there, legs shaking and heart pounding with one helluva smile on my face.

I slipped back into the shower and washed my genitals fully, rinsed off and went to dry off. This time, no one was there. I dressed quickly, grabbed my things and out I went.

I looked around to see if the guy was in sight, but seeing as I really hadn't look at him that well, no one I saw looked familiar. Oh well, I didn't really want to speak to him anyway. I got to my car and drove off, legs still a bit jittery. What a day at the beach.

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