The sun was beating down as Mike drove on to the beach. It was his first time here, although he head heard the rumours that it was possible to sunbathe nude and that there was a cruising area. He was eager to find out if they were true.
He drove past the family area to the far end of the beach and parked up. The anticipation of what lay ahead was already making him hard. He climbed out of the car, past the barrier and into the dunes at the back of the beach.
He made his way up to the top of the first hill and looked out over the dunes β just the grass swaying in the breeze. And then in the distance, he spied a head bob up above the sky line.
Mike slowly made his way across the dunes in that direction, working his way through the maze of trails in the grass and away from the main section of the beach.
He came to the top of a dune and looked to the side. In a clearing, an older man lay on a towel, sunbathing nude. His hand brushed his cock as Mike looked on. Mike smiled, but carried on β at 32, he wanted someone closer to his own age.
Further on, a movement by Mike's left side made him turn β a man stood up in the grass dressed in only black speedos, the outline of his shaft clearly visible from where Mike stood. Things were looking up, but Mike preferred men with a defined body β this bloke was a bit thin for Mike's tastes, but would be worth returning to if he didn't get lucky elsewhere.
A bit further along, Mike saw a clearing on top of a dune, near the main path and made his way towards it. After putting down his towel, he slipped off his shorts and trunks. Just feeling the gentle breeze against his naked body was enough to send a shiver of excitement through out his body and a drip of pre-cum glistened at the end of his dick. He put his sun cream on and then settled back to catch the rays and possibly the eye of a passer-by.
He must have drifted off to sleep, as he realised that he was in shadow. Opening his eyes, he realised that it was not a cloud, but there was someone blocking the sun in front of him. And what a vision he was β about 6 foot tall with short, spiky blond hair, he must have been in his early thirties. A well defined hairless chest tapering to a slim waist, the perfect v-shaped body. Mike felt his cock beginning to stir at the sight.
'Do you mind if I sit here a moment,' the stranger said. 'There's a bloke following me who I am trying to lose'.
Mike lifted his head and saw a man looking intently at them about 100 yards away. Damn, thought Mike, it might not be a chat up line. 'Sure, go ahead' he replied. 'Thanks. I'm Luke' said the stranger.
'I'm Mike. Take it that you don't like him' Mike said, nodding to the stranger.
'No, he's not my type' Luke replied. 'He has followed me from the car park and it's beginning to freak me out'