The forecast was for a warm, sunny day which meant there would be plenty of guys at the nude, all-male beach, plus many opportunities for naked play. I had been there before and was an observer but got no action. Most of the sexual activities happened behind the beach in a wooded area with winding trails where sucking and fucking was abundant. So this beautiful day I packed up all the beach stuff and did the 45-minute drive where there were quite a few cars already parked. After walking nearly 1 mile I came up on the trails that led to the shore where there were already guys giving each other blow jobs.
After settling in, getting sun on my body and checking out the naked men of all sizes, ages and races, I walked the trails looking for a connection. I passed by a short, thick Mexican man named Luis who I had met a few weeks prior. We had previously talked for a bit but he was with his partner who interrupted us so nothing happened. After following him to a secluded area we wasted no time feeling each other's cocks and making out. His kisses were powerful and passionate and his cock grew quickly. While it was average in length and girth, it was rock hard. His hand reached around me to feel my ass, then stuck a finger in my lubed ass.
"Fuck yeah," you came ready," he said in a Spanish accent. "You want my brown cock in your white ass?"
Before I could respond he put his hand on top of my head and guided me down to my knees where I took him into my mouth. Despite being fully erect, the foreskin sill covered the head so I slid my tongue under it and swirled around, prompting moans from him. He pulled out, then prompted me to turn around and lean against a nearby tree. He knelt down, then I felt him spread my butt cheeks followed by the warm, wet sensation of his tongue as it darted in and out of me.
Then he stood up and without hesitation aimed his cock at my hole and guided it in. "It's not going to take long," he said as he battered my ass with quick thrusts that made clapping sounds, attracting a few nearby men. While fucking me he pulled on my balls, making me squeal.
"Fuck yeah piggy," he said, pulling harder.
Within minutes he pushed in to me, loudly groaning as he emptied himself into me. We stayed locked together until our breathing eased, his cock still inside. The crowd around us slowly eased as he pulled out, slapping my ass before he disappeared into the woods.
As I returned to the place where I laid on the beach, I noticed a large, dark skinned black man had settled in not too far from me. While I sunned myself I kept glancing towards him, noticing that he kept on swim trunks while he changed positions. No one approached him over the next hour or so, most likely because he was in a remote section which meant he wanted to be left alone.
When he got up to walk the trails, I did the same, keeping my distance so not to appear desperate but make sure I didn't lose him. We crossed paths a few times and he returned my nod, which gave me hope that he was interested. After he stood still to vape, I finally got to courage to approach him.
"Hi. I imagine you noticed that I've been cruising you," I said, assuming he did.
He laughed, showing his beautiful white teeth. He was even hotter up close. He stood slightly over 6 foot and weighed about 280, but solid. While he had a belly, it looked as sturdy as the rest of him. His slightly sweaty, dark skin gleamed in the filtered sunlight, adding to the attraction I was having. "It's cool. Good to be wanted," he said, handing me his e-pipe which I took a hit. "Name is Cal," he said, in an unfamiliar accent, extending his large hand. After I introduced myself Cal inquired more about me, seeming to be genuinely interested.
We stood and had an engaging conversation while we shared the CBD vape. He was obviously an intellectual man, bringing up various topics beyond my knowledge base about politics in Ghana but I listened and appreciated his insights. I wanted to get to the topic of sex but was patient. Finally he brought it up.
"So, what bring you out here?" he asked.
"Love the environment, watching a bunch of naked guys, some getting it on. Enjoying the warm sunshine."
"You like to watch huh?" he asked, "What else do you like to do?"
"I'm very sexual, pretty much off come the clothes and we go from there. I try not to limit myself sexually."
Cal looked at me with an approving nod. "What does it mean you are very sexual?"
I was caught by surprise by his question and never really thought about how to describe being oversexed so I came off sounding unsure of myself. "Perpetually horny.... I guess."
"Interesting," he said, staring at me as if trying to figure me out. "Let's walk the trails," he said suddenly, holding his hand out for me to take. As we walked hand in hand, with me mostly behind him because of the narrow pathways, we talked more about nonsexual things. I looked as if he was trying to find a place to settle into.
Eventually we were at a very secluded area not too far from where he lay on the beach, a small clearing at the end of a dead end trail. He stood in silence looking directly at me. I reached out and felt his smooth, damp chest. I was relieved that he didn't reject my advances. While I felt we had a sexual connection, I wasn't certain.
"I kind of like you James," said Cal, putting his arms around me and gently pulling me into him. At first he pressed his soft lips against mine, then worked his tongue inside my mouth as we slowly engaged in passionate kissing. At this point I wasn't sure if he was a top, bottom or versatile based on our conversation. Soon I no longer had to wonder as I felt his hand on my ass, first stroking, then kneading my cheeks and the ultimate sign of a top, he started fingering my hole.
Our kisses grew in intensity, tongues circling each other, lips pressed hard. Between the heat of the air and our bodies we were both sweating profusely. Cal broke our kiss but kept his finger in my ass.
"You're a good kisser James. I see you already got fucked," he said. He pulled his finger out of me and put it near my mouth so I sucked it in, tasting the residual sperm from Luis.
"So you're a freak and oversexed," commented Cal. I felt somewhat embarrassed and concerned that Cal disapproved. By his mannerisms I could not tell. Next he placed his hands on my shoulders. "No more talking. Let me see you do your thing."
With that I got on my knees, kissed the outline of his hard cock through the tight swim trunks he wore. When I slid off his trunks his dark cock popped out, stiff and strong. He was cut so his mushroom head flared out and proudly stood straight up. About eight inches in length, it was wide enough to fill my mouth but not too much so that I couldn't breathe properly. Not know how he liked his dick sucked, I started out slow, taking my time to suck on his big head while licking the soft underside with my tongue. Then I slid down his cock slowly until the head of his cock popped past my throat, his tight, wiry pubes pressed against my face He put his hands behind my head and held it there, moaning in obvious pleasure.
"My god that feels good," he said in his sexy, deep, African tone. I massaged the large head with my throat muscles while I played with his balls. He then pulled out and helped me to my feet. "Turn around," he instructed. I felt him rub his cock along the crack of my ass, occasionally probing, then he uttered the words I had hoped, "Bend over."
Because we were on a slight incline and the surface we stood on was sandy, it took us a few tries before he was able to introduce his cock to my hole. Having already been fucked I was loose enough to take him in without much discomfort. He wasted no time power fucking me. Despite my hands planted firmly on the ground, the intensity of his thrusts and the weight behind them caused me to lose balance and lurch forward.
"Fuck James, I'm sorry," said Cal, helping me up. Having only hurt my pride I sat up, a dirty mess. "I'm close James," said Cal, putting his hand on the back of my head and guiding to his still erect cock. Rather than for sucking, he used my mouth unitl he got off.
