It was a warm night, the breeze from the ocean offsetting the heat. The moon had risen full over the eastern Caribbean. After a long day of hiking and snorkeling, my wife had gone to bed. I wasn't sleepy, so around midnight, I walked from the condo up the dirt road to where it ended on the cliff. At some time in the past a bench had been set there, so one could enjoy the view. I sat down to take in the view. From where I sat I could look east from St. John towards Norman Island and Peter Island and beyond. Lights from a cruise ship twinkled on the horizon. The full moon illuminated the landscape almost as if it were daylight.
I sat there for about twenty minutes, enjoying the breeze and view. I heard footsteps coming up the road behind me and I knew I wasn't going to be alone much longer. A tall figure came around the bench. Noticing me he asked, "Mind if I join you?"
"Not at all", I said. I scooted over on the bench a bit. My new companion was a tall man probably in his early fifties. His short hair was just turning gray. Like me, he wore only sandals and shorts.
After a few minutes we struck up a conversation, remarking on the view and the warmth of the night. He introduced himself as Jeff and mentioned he was staying at the condos too.
Suddenly he said, "I really like coming up here in the evenings and sitting naked in the breeze. Would it offend you if I took my shorts off?" I was surprised by the request but it didn't shock me; truth be told, I came up here some nights and did the same thing.
"No, that's fine," I said, "and I'll join you". Together we shucked our shorts and sat back down. I love the feeling of sitting naked in the tropics. It was warm and the breeze tickled my body. Against my will, I felt my cock stirring. I glanced surreptitiously at Jeff's cock. It was probably 8" semi-erect, how big it would get when hard got my curiosity. I don't usually go hunting for men; my wife and I have a great relationship. But occasionally I feel the need for something else. Now sitting next to a naked man alone on the cliffside bench was awakening that need.