Gay Erotic Stories

Deserted Beach I was really happy to be on vacation. Things at work had been just about as nasty as they could be. I was ready to find a quiet place where I could work on my all over tan and relax. The day was about as perfect a day as any beach maven could order. Soft breeze, bright blue sky, and a Tuesday. No cars were on the beach access road and I could feel the peace and calm of the day start to sink into me. The knot in my stomach was already starting to relax. I was dressed in a pair of my favorite ragged cutoffs and old beach shoes. The breeze was making my chest hair fluttered and the sun felt so perfect it seemed like a dream to me. When I finally got the last bit of beach road, I saw the parking lot and it was nearly empty. Just two other cars and the ocean, the sand, and the pelicans. I parked the car and got my stuff out of the trunk, and headed down the beach. The further out you go the more relaxed you can be and the beach rangers seldom hassle a nude swimmer. I walked for a while until the parking lot looked like a small dot on the horizon and decided I had wandered far enough. I found a sand dune that nature had carved a small rounded nook into and knew I had my perfect spot. I spread out my blanket, and put the water jug in a shaded spot in the cool damp sand. I looked around just to make sure and sure enough I was all alone. My fingers went for the button to my cutoffs and in no time the ragged shorts were sliding off my lean hips. I don't mean to sound like I am bragging but I do work out daily, and my body while only 5'9", is packed with 178 pounds of muscle. Big arms, chiseled chest, six pack abs, and a great 8 inch cock. Soccer formed my legs into sound wide lean tree trunks. The sun always lightens my normally medium brown hair and bleaches my body to a rust gold. I dug in my beach bag and took out the sun oil and started to cover my body with a slippery sexy smear of oil. I could feel my cock twitching as I greased it up. Soon I was laying on my back and letting the sun soak into my tired, over - stressed body. The noise of the surf and the soft breeze soon had me drifting into a sweet daze. For some reason I turned my head and looked down the beach from where I had walked and I saw a speck walking down the beach. Oh shit, I thought, who wants company. I sent a small wish out, that whoever it was stopped their stroll down the beach long before they came to me. The sun had made me really start to sweat and I decided a quick dip in the ocean was in order. I glanced down the beach and the speck wasn't there and I was happy. So I stood up, stretched like a cat and walked down to the water. The water felt cool yet not at all uncomfortable. Soon I was neck deep in the water and floating along. I am a strong swimmer and had no hesitation about swimming around, not too far from the beach. I had a kick board with me and used it to float around and generally relax. I glanced over at my small spot of heaven and suddenly realized I was not alone. The small speck that had disappeared must have cut into the dunes and kept coming my way. The speck had turned into a nice looking hunk of man. He was about 6 feet, lean swimmer's build, and had on a tiny speedo. He had just finished spreading his stuff out and I realized he had started to make himself to home right in line with my spot just a bit further up the beach. "damn", I muttered how am I gonna get my naked ass up to my spot? Oh well nothing for it but to walk out of the water and saunter up to my stuff. He was laying down but propped up on his arms and keeping a sharp eye out on me. I floated around a bit more and decided it was truth and consequences time. I floated in keeping low in the water until my dick was scraping along the floor of the ocean. It wasn't a bad feeling and I realized it was making me hard. That was the last thing I needed was to walk out of the water not only stark naked by sporting a hardon too. I finally stood up and held the kick board in front of me trying not to look like I was being modest, just cool. I started up the beach and glanced his way only to see him with a huge smile on his face and an amazing lump growing in those tiny tight speedos. Whew, I could relax, he was gay or at least interested. I lowered the kick board to my side and walked up from the water. As i got near his spot, he said. "Hey there hot stuff" I smiled and nodded to him, thinking he looked like he could provide me with some fun. As I got to my stuff I glanced at him only to see him stripping off those speedos, and flashing me a major piece of cock. I felt the blood rush to my own cock, and felt the familiar rush of heat. He stood up and walked over to me. As he got in front of me he went down on his knees and took my ever expanding cock into his mouth. Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, man did that feel good. This boy knew what he liked and liked what he was doing!! I let out a small groan and his hands wandered up over my hard flat stomach and up across my hard chest and through the hair. He groaned as his hands went over my chest hair. His tongue lapped by balls, and then went under them. I spread my legs a bit and he dove under me and started running that hot tongue of his over my ass. God he was making me sweat way more than the sun had done. After a few minutes of this, I knelt over him and started sucking his cock. His moans were more intense and his cock was throbbing in my hot mouth. He opened his legs and I explored his manhole with my fingers leading the way and my tongue in hot pursuit. The sun shown down on our sweating naked bodies and the breeze wafted over us. I could feel my cock getting harder and bigger as I worked his hole. I wanted in there and I wanted in there right then. I stopped what I was doing and straightened up. Extracted my cock out of his mouth and swung around and got between his legs. He looks at me and says "yeah, you hunk sexy stud, fuck me". Hell, he didn't have to say that twice. I had the oil out and n my cock in a flash and was soon pushing my hot hard throbbing love tool deep into his hot welcoming man cunt. He was tight yet yielding to my rampant lust. I took that boy like Sherman took Atlanta. In no time I was in full swing and he was singing soprano! Damn, his moans and 'oh yeahs were getting to me. Suddenly I feel his ass clamp down on my tool , and he raises his head and just groans as spurts of his beautiful cum start pouring out of his tool. That did it for me, I was balls deep inside him and started to flood him with my man juice. The joy of an outdoor fuck is really difficult to describe. I moaned out my lust as I flooded him with my sweet seed. As the climax started to fade and my senses returned. I looked down at him, covered in his own cum, good grief the boy had shot a gallon. He was rubbing the cum into his body and licking his hand. I slid out of him and lay down on my back next to him. He rolled over on one arm and looked down at me. He smiled and said "Lord you are one hot fuck!." Next time I will tell you what happened after we rested for a bit. What happened on that beach that day is worth several more episodes.