A beach in Central America.
On a distant beach, in a small resort town, I walked. There on a vacation with my girlfriend, yet at this moment I was alone. The beach was beautiful. A ribbon of soft sand between the blue of the pacific and the dense green of a jungle. Civilzation, the town, was just behind me. However, as I walked, it seemed as if it might of been a million miles away. There was just empty beach, the smell of the salty air and the sound of the surf.
I was in my early twenties. A body lean, fit and muscular from a youth spent in physically demanding sports. One might say I was in my prime. Tall, dark and handsome.
Small, gentle, rolling mounds of sand gave way to only more mounds. I was headed no where in particular, I was just enjoying the view and the solitude. Up another small mound of warm sand, I paused at the top. Below, only yards away, were two boys sunning. The sight surprised me, their being nude stunned me. So tan, their brown skin was stark against the light colored sand. I looked away, some what embarrashed, yet in my quick glance I had already seen their even tanner cocks, their mounds of thick and dark pubic hair. They didn't move, they didn't seem to notice or care about my presence in the slighest. I found my eyes drawn to them, feelings unknown, maybe even awakened. They looked, I had to say, beautiful, sensual, exotic. Lean, slim, as only young men of that age can be.
They were laying close, maybe even a couple. My mind raced to define what I saw, to package it and make sense of it. Why did they look so good? The circumstances maybe, the rarity of their presence there, the oddity of finding them. All by themselves, sunning. The moment, the sight was erotic, sensual and sexual. Why could I so very easily picture myself there with them, joining them, intertwinded with them? So many thoughts so quickly flashed, my brain struggled to process.
Something told me to move. It was surely only a momentary pause and It may of had been only an instant, but I felt almost guilty. I continued to walk, fighting the urge to look. I shouldn't, but I wanted too. Oh, how I wanted too. Another quick glance, that isn't disturbing their privacy, I thought. Why were my eyes drawn immediately to their dark brown, uncut and soft dicks? Oh my, they look beautiful. Dark, thick hair, chest and stomachs smooth and flat, dark thick pubic hair and those gorgeous cocks nestled in it. Desire rose up inside me. A lust for the unknown. A lust for the exotic beauty of it all. The sun, the surf, the sand, the nude and tanned, perfect bodies. I wanted to feel them, I found that I craved to be near them. I stopped, I might forever regret if I missed this moment. But, I had no idea what to do next.
I sat in the sand, close but not infringing. My head swam a little, surprising even myself by my boldness. I could feel my cock stir in my boardshorts. It was erotic anticiapation. One of the young men stood, and walked casually down to the water. I was unable not to stare. His cock, dark, hanging in front of his firm, full balls, moved side to side with each of his steps. Mesmerizing. His ass, smooth and round. As tan as the rest of his slim, small but fit body, I was struck yet again by his beauty. I had never known the allure, never been attracted to a male's bottom. I didn't know they could look so appealing, so damn cute, so damn sexy. So unexpected, I imagined just how good it must feel to hold it in my hands. To hold it, caress it and pull him close. To feel his smooth body against mine, to feel his hanging manhood against my leg. Yes, so many thoughts that were so wonderfully stirrimg and unexpected.
I watched him as he stood, brushing sand from his skin. He knew I was there, he had to of seen me. A splash of water, I loved to see his naked form move. Gosh, that dick, so beautiful and almost shaded by his long, thick pubic hair. I was so arroused, so curious. The second boy now joined his friend. They could be brothers. Both so tan, both somewhat short, both with that dark, thick, shaggy hair on top of their heads, both with those tight, full, little asses. And, both with those hanging, mesmerizing, uncut dicks. One helped brush sand from the other, and again they stood looking out to the ocean. A hand on a lower back, then down to his ass. My cock swelled at the sight, and was now rock hard. Caressing, cupping, one's hand held the other's ass as if lovers. Another spalsh of water from a rolling in tide and now they were holding each other. My jaw dropped as they kissed, damn, I was so jealous. Now both holding each other's ass, I thought their cock's had to be touching, rubbing. Their mouths open, their tongue's caressing. I had never seen anything like it. I could not of even imagined it. i could actualy feel pre cum begin to leak from from my tip. I had become so aroused just watching them.
They turned, looked at me for an instant, and started back up the beach. I could see sly smiles on their faces as if they knew their affect on me. Oh my, my heart seemed to race as I saw tan cocks, now semi erect, swing and almost slap against their legs, side to side, as they walked. There was no doubt, my heart was pounding and my cock was throbbing. I could not look away, there was no more pretending. I did not consider myself gay, but the idea of me on my knees and them cumming on me suddenly flashed in my mind and seemed so appealing. Their hands running across their chests and bellies. Hard, brown cocks in their hands, stroking. Foreskin covering their engorged head's with each pump of a fist and then being pulled back. My gosh, I was drooling.
I had to watch as each one bent over to clear a place to lay. Facing away from me, one boy bent at the waist and I could see his gorgeous and full, brown balls between his legs. He bent further and gave me a view of his beautiful, even darker brown, asshole. I was overcome by the desire to tongue it. To push my face between those cute, little ass cheeks and lick his asshole. Fuck, I didn't even realize it, but my hand had moved to my cock and was squeezing it through my shorts. I could feel I was wet with pre cum! The other boy, still standing seemed to look at me, then quickly stroked his dick. He was so beautifully erect, so firm, so hard. He layed down too. His hard cock bouced in his thick pubic hair. I imagined how it would feel, how it might taste. My lips running along it's length. I stood, my cock so obviously hard it was ackward to walk... and approached them.
I did not know what to say or do, I only knew that I wanted to be near them, to join them. My cock, so very hard, told them everything without me saying a word. They seemed to giggle at my ackwardness. When one reached upand squeezed my erection through my shorts, I shuddered. I wanted this so much! I was just so overcome with lust. Stepping out of my shorts, I kneeled in the sand next to them. Their beautiful brown cocks calling to me like the sea beckons a sailor. I felt them with my hands. Warm, smooth and firm to the touch. My finger tips ran over and carresed their tight, brown balls. I could feel an invisible pull, drawing my mouth to them like a magnet. They could surely see my raging lust. Playfully giggling, one leaned forward and kissed me. My eagerness surprised me and was on full display as we kissed, open mouthed and passionately before he put his hand on the back of my head and guided me down to his cock.
I breathed in his scent, overwhelming my senses and defenses. An intoxicating mix of beauty, sensuality, musk, salt and sea. My nose became effortlessly buried in his thick, dark pubic hair. I didn't even think twice, I took his cock down my throat and instantly loved it. Off of his cock and unto his boyfriends, again down my eager throat. More giggles as they laughed at my unreserved, unrelenting lust. Those tight, full brown ball sacks, I lovingly licked and sucked them, in turn. I felt my head swim, drunk on the experience.
Light headed, they moved me to my back and took turns on my, like I had them. I couldn't think straight, so lost in the pleasure of two young, beautiful, wet mouths. One straddled me and lowered his ass to my face. His gorgeous, brown hole looked so inviting. I didn't hesitate, I licked it and moaned, making them giggle even more. Laughing at my excitement and unbridled, American lust. It was so kinky and I loved it! He started to grind his hole down onto my mouth as I desperately continued to lick and suck on it. He pulled away, just in time to unleash thick, white ropes of cum. I gasped as they landed heavy and splashed across my face. Why did it make me feel so amazing? As if my whole body reacted to it, craved it. In the other boy's hand, my own cum shot erupted, sending more sticky semen across my chest. I licked up and tasted cum as I licked and sucked on the ball sack directly above my face before he moved to suck his friend's throbbing, ignored cock. I joined him. Their giggles were infectious. Now I was giggling with them, cum drunk, perhaps. The joys of boy sex.
We kissed and shared his cum before I stumbled into the water and washed off my cum soaked face and body. I don't even remember the walk back to town. I felt euphoric, I guess. I slipped away, giving excuses and taking any opportunity I could find to walk back up and down the mounds of warm sand, in search of those boys again. I never saw them again.
Our last night there, I layed in bed as she slept. I could not stop thinking about what had happened and how I desperately craved more. I missed the sight of beautiful, nude, brown cock. Of tight, full, brown balls and thick, dark pubic hair. I snuck out, never being so bold before. Never having let my urges take over like this before. In the lush, green bushes, I lured a handsome, tanned bus boy from the restuarant over. So wonderfully confident for a young man his age. Maybe this wasn't his first encounter with a horny tourist. He held his cock to his belly, making me sigh and smile as I tongued his gorgeous, tight balls. On my knees, as the soft sound of the breeze blew through the bushes and trees, I sucked his cock. Soft moans, more sounds of sexual lust. I held and cupped and kissed his sack and up and down his shaft in cock loving, cock obsessed, appreaction. Sucking hard on him, his legs shook. What an addictive feeling! Warm cum began to flow, so delicious, thick and potent. I swallowed it all. It was the best feeling, making me feel so elated and fulfilled.
I snuck back into bed. I felt a little guilty, but had the biggest smile. I feel asleep, still tasting that beautiful bus boy's cum on my tongue.
I was in my early twenties. A body lean, fit and muscular from a youth spent in physically demanding sports. One might say I was in my prime. Tall, dark and handsome.
Small, gentle, rolling mounds of sand gave way to only more mounds. I was headed no where in particular, I was just enjoying the view and the solitude. Up another small mound of warm sand, I paused at the top. Below, only yards away, were two boys sunning. The sight surprised me, their being nude stunned me. So tan, their brown skin was stark against the light colored sand. I looked away, some what embarrashed, yet in my quick glance I had already seen their even tanner cocks, their mounds of thick and dark pubic hair. They didn't move, they didn't seem to notice or care about my presence in the slighest. I found my eyes drawn to them, feelings unknown, maybe even awakened. They looked, I had to say, beautiful, sensual, exotic. Lean, slim, as only young men of that age can be.
They were laying close, maybe even a couple. My mind raced to define what I saw, to package it and make sense of it. Why did they look so good? The circumstances maybe, the rarity of their presence there, the oddity of finding them. All by themselves, sunning. The moment, the sight was erotic, sensual and sexual. Why could I so very easily picture myself there with them, joining them, intertwinded with them? So many thoughts so quickly flashed, my brain struggled to process.
Something told me to move. It was surely only a momentary pause and It may of had been only an instant, but I felt almost guilty. I continued to walk, fighting the urge to look. I shouldn't, but I wanted too. Oh, how I wanted too. Another quick glance, that isn't disturbing their privacy, I thought. Why were my eyes drawn immediately to their dark brown, uncut and soft dicks? Oh my, they look beautiful. Dark, thick hair, chest and stomachs smooth and flat, dark thick pubic hair and those gorgeous cocks nestled in it. Desire rose up inside me. A lust for the unknown. A lust for the exotic beauty of it all. The sun, the surf, the sand, the nude and tanned, perfect bodies. I wanted to feel them, I found that I craved to be near them. I stopped, I might forever regret if I missed this moment. But, I had no idea what to do next.
I sat in the sand, close but not infringing. My head swam a little, surprising even myself by my boldness. I could feel my cock stir in my boardshorts. It was erotic anticiapation. One of the young men stood, and walked casually down to the water. I was unable not to stare. His cock, dark, hanging in front of his firm, full balls, moved side to side with each of his steps. Mesmerizing. His ass, smooth and round. As tan as the rest of his slim, small but fit body, I was struck yet again by his beauty. I had never known the allure, never been attracted to a male's bottom. I didn't know they could look so appealing, so damn cute, so damn sexy. So unexpected, I imagined just how good it must feel to hold it in my hands. To hold it, caress it and pull him close. To feel his smooth body against mine, to feel his hanging manhood against my leg. Yes, so many thoughts that were so wonderfully stirrimg and unexpected.
I watched him as he stood, brushing sand from his skin. He knew I was there, he had to of seen me. A splash of water, I loved to see his naked form move. Gosh, that dick, so beautiful and almost shaded by his long, thick pubic hair. I was so arroused, so curious. The second boy now joined his friend. They could be brothers. Both so tan, both somewhat short, both with that dark, thick, shaggy hair on top of their heads, both with those tight, full, little asses. And, both with those hanging, mesmerizing, uncut dicks. One helped brush sand from the other, and again they stood looking out to the ocean. A hand on a lower back, then down to his ass. My cock swelled at the sight, and was now rock hard. Caressing, cupping, one's hand held the other's ass as if lovers. Another spalsh of water from a rolling in tide and now they were holding each other. My jaw dropped as they kissed, damn, I was so jealous. Now both holding each other's ass, I thought their cock's had to be touching, rubbing. Their mouths open, their tongue's caressing. I had never seen anything like it. I could not of even imagined it. i could actualy feel pre cum begin to leak from from my tip. I had become so aroused just watching them.
They turned, looked at me for an instant, and started back up the beach. I could see sly smiles on their faces as if they knew their affect on me. Oh my, my heart seemed to race as I saw tan cocks, now semi erect, swing and almost slap against their legs, side to side, as they walked. There was no doubt, my heart was pounding and my cock was throbbing. I could not look away, there was no more pretending. I did not consider myself gay, but the idea of me on my knees and them cumming on me suddenly flashed in my mind and seemed so appealing. Their hands running across their chests and bellies. Hard, brown cocks in their hands, stroking. Foreskin covering their engorged head's with each pump of a fist and then being pulled back. My gosh, I was drooling.
I had to watch as each one bent over to clear a place to lay. Facing away from me, one boy bent at the waist and I could see his gorgeous and full, brown balls between his legs. He bent further and gave me a view of his beautiful, even darker brown, asshole. I was overcome by the desire to tongue it. To push my face between those cute, little ass cheeks and lick his asshole. Fuck, I didn't even realize it, but my hand had moved to my cock and was squeezing it through my shorts. I could feel I was wet with pre cum! The other boy, still standing seemed to look at me, then quickly stroked his dick. He was so beautifully erect, so firm, so hard. He layed down too. His hard cock bouced in his thick pubic hair. I imagined how it would feel, how it might taste. My lips running along it's length. I stood, my cock so obviously hard it was ackward to walk... and approached them.
I did not know what to say or do, I only knew that I wanted to be near them, to join them. My cock, so very hard, told them everything without me saying a word. They seemed to giggle at my ackwardness. When one reached upand squeezed my erection through my shorts, I shuddered. I wanted this so much! I was just so overcome with lust. Stepping out of my shorts, I kneeled in the sand next to them. Their beautiful brown cocks calling to me like the sea beckons a sailor. I felt them with my hands. Warm, smooth and firm to the touch. My finger tips ran over and carresed their tight, brown balls. I could feel an invisible pull, drawing my mouth to them like a magnet. They could surely see my raging lust. Playfully giggling, one leaned forward and kissed me. My eagerness surprised me and was on full display as we kissed, open mouthed and passionately before he put his hand on the back of my head and guided me down to his cock.
I breathed in his scent, overwhelming my senses and defenses. An intoxicating mix of beauty, sensuality, musk, salt and sea. My nose became effortlessly buried in his thick, dark pubic hair. I didn't even think twice, I took his cock down my throat and instantly loved it. Off of his cock and unto his boyfriends, again down my eager throat. More giggles as they laughed at my unreserved, unrelenting lust. Those tight, full brown ball sacks, I lovingly licked and sucked them, in turn. I felt my head swim, drunk on the experience.
Light headed, they moved me to my back and took turns on my, like I had them. I couldn't think straight, so lost in the pleasure of two young, beautiful, wet mouths. One straddled me and lowered his ass to my face. His gorgeous, brown hole looked so inviting. I didn't hesitate, I licked it and moaned, making them giggle even more. Laughing at my excitement and unbridled, American lust. It was so kinky and I loved it! He started to grind his hole down onto my mouth as I desperately continued to lick and suck on it. He pulled away, just in time to unleash thick, white ropes of cum. I gasped as they landed heavy and splashed across my face. Why did it make me feel so amazing? As if my whole body reacted to it, craved it. In the other boy's hand, my own cum shot erupted, sending more sticky semen across my chest. I licked up and tasted cum as I licked and sucked on the ball sack directly above my face before he moved to suck his friend's throbbing, ignored cock. I joined him. Their giggles were infectious. Now I was giggling with them, cum drunk, perhaps. The joys of boy sex.
We kissed and shared his cum before I stumbled into the water and washed off my cum soaked face and body. I don't even remember the walk back to town. I felt euphoric, I guess. I slipped away, giving excuses and taking any opportunity I could find to walk back up and down the mounds of warm sand, in search of those boys again. I never saw them again.
Our last night there, I layed in bed as she slept. I could not stop thinking about what had happened and how I desperately craved more. I missed the sight of beautiful, nude, brown cock. Of tight, full, brown balls and thick, dark pubic hair. I snuck out, never being so bold before. Never having let my urges take over like this before. In the lush, green bushes, I lured a handsome, tanned bus boy from the restuarant over. So wonderfully confident for a young man his age. Maybe this wasn't his first encounter with a horny tourist. He held his cock to his belly, making me sigh and smile as I tongued his gorgeous, tight balls. On my knees, as the soft sound of the breeze blew through the bushes and trees, I sucked his cock. Soft moans, more sounds of sexual lust. I held and cupped and kissed his sack and up and down his shaft in cock loving, cock obsessed, appreaction. Sucking hard on him, his legs shook. What an addictive feeling! Warm cum began to flow, so delicious, thick and potent. I swallowed it all. It was the best feeling, making me feel so elated and fulfilled.
I snuck back into bed. I felt a little guilty, but had the biggest smile. I feel asleep, still tasting that beautiful bus boy's cum on my tongue.
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