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Is This a Gay Nude Beach?

by J. Fisher


? Is This a Gay Nude Beach? By J. Fisher Several years ago I was sunbathing in a very isolated area of a local nude beach when a fully clothed young man, carrying a backpack, walked up to me and nervously asked me if the beach was a "gay nude beach." I told him that it was, if the person who happened to be on the beach was gay. He explained that he had never been to a nude beach before, didn¹t know if he was in fact gay and had never touched another man before. He then asked my permission to touch my body - and without hesitation my permission was granted. Without removing his clothes (he was wearing gym shorts, a T-shirt and tennis shoes), he put down his backpack, straddled my nude body and proceeded to massage every inch of my sun-warmed skin. However, he was careful not to pay too much attention to my hardening cock. I was in heaven. The combination of the sun, fresh air and being massaged by a total strange added a dream-like feeling to the experience. I was asked to roll over and he repeated the procedure on the backside of my body, with a particularly great deal of attention to my ass cheeks and the crevice between them. The combination of sun tan lotion and the sweat in my crack lubricated his fingers as they slid back on forth over my twitching hole. With a little effort he entered my asshole with his index finger and rotated it around several times. "We have an audience," he whispered in my ear. I raised my head and noticed two incredibly handsome nude men on a blanket about 20 yards away. Both were stroking their hard cocks in unison as they intently watched my new friend massage my ass - inside and out. Another large finger slipped through my ass ring sending a charge of electricity to my groin. Being fully aroused now I was somewhat embarrassed about turning over on my back, but I did so when he asked me to return to my original position. As he told me of never holding another man¹s hard-on, he wrapped his hand around mine and began a rhythmic stroke. It was fascinating to watch him as he applied various amounts of pressure, resulting in the jerking and throbbing of my shaft. He smiled down at me, while fondling my chest and playing with my nipples. His attention shifted to the men nearby and I turned to watch as one man laid down on his stomach and the other mounted the exposed ass. They started fucking to the same rhythm established by the hand on my cock. Without stopping the massage of my meat, my visitor slipped his beautiful cock out of the leg of his gym shorts and began stroking it with his other hand to the same beat. In a short time I came to a violent climax, shooting all over my hairy pecs and even under my chin. As my body continued it's orgasmic bucking I reached over and began fondling the young man's hairless balls. His body suddenly tensed and blast after blast of warm, white cum showered over my torso. At the same time the two men nearby let loose with grunts and moans of ecstasy as they came together. My anonymous friend rubbed our combined warm liquid into my skin as if it were sun tan oil, wiped his hands on my towel, reached for his backpack and stood up. As he started to walk away, he turned and said, "Thanks for answering my question."

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12 Gay Erotic Stories from J. Fisher

Candid Camera Beach Jerk-off

It was one of those early Spring days when you wonder if the sun really is going to break through the mist and warm up the beach enough to allow for a little tanning. Having just returned from a trip to Palm Springs my tan was fading and I was going through a bout of natural light depravation. I decided to take my chances and head to the nude beach about 20 miles out of town. With

Champagne Surprise

Champagne Surprise By J. Fisher When in any bar, gay or straight, I love to watch people without them being aware of it. It's fun to try to figure out the stories of their lives and those of the people they are with. On this night, from across the smoky and noisy bar, I immediately noticed the two guys who seemed to be arguing about something. Then every

Dates To Remember

The Blind Date The Blind Date By J. Fisher I was thrilled when my friend Tom invited me to visit for the weekend. Even though I didn't like his lover Dan very much, I knew Tom and I would have a good time catching up on things. Friday just couldn't come fast enough that week. I'd been working long hours, hadn't been socializing much and

Dinner & Dessert

My wife was out of town on business, so there was no need for me to hurry home from the office. I thought I’d go downtown and do some shopping before heading back out to our home in the suburbs. I stopped by one of my favorite bars, had a quick beer and set out to visit some new stores that had just opened. As I waited for the cross walk light to change I noticed an incredibly

Hot Ice Skater Ass

Hot Ice Skater Ass by J. Fisher I think professional ice skating is kind of a strange spectator sport. I can appreciate the fact the skaters are incredible athletes, but the glitziness and show biz atmosphere makes it kind of an odd sport to watch. However, I have no problem watching the tight, muscled asses on the male skaters. With their skin-like, form-fitting pants,

Is This a Gay Nude Beach?

? Is This a Gay Nude Beach? By J. Fisher Several years ago I was sunbathing in a very isolated area of a local nude beach when a fully clothed young man, carrying a backpack, walked up to me and nervously asked me if the beach was a "gay nude beach." I told him that it was, if the person who happened to be on the beach was gay. He explained that he had never

Late Night Sauna

Late Night Sauna By J. Fisher (logomo@easystreet.com) I think college fraternities are a lot like the military. You throw a bunch of hunky guys together and there will be thoughts of man-to-man sex, if not the actual activities. And like the armed forces, a "don¹t¹ ask, don¹t tell" policy is automatically in effect. I'd never had sex with another man. Sure, as kids

Room With A View

A Room With A View By J. Fisher I was living in a seventh floor apartment overlooking the city of Seattle. The living room had a wall of windows that allowed you to look out over downtown, Puget Sound, and the Olympic Mountains. The scene was so incredible I took down the curtains that obscured a portion of the view. I wanted to be able to look out

The Beach Stranger

I have always enjoyed being nude. As a child my parents had a difficult time keeping a swimsuit on me in the summer. In fact, our family often skinny-dipped together on camping trips. I was fascinated by sleeping nude; feeling the cold cotton sheets against my skin. As a teenager, I loved going for bike rides in the country, swimming nude in a gravel pit pond and sunbathing on its

The Path To A Surprise

By J. Fisher (logomo@easystreet.com) There were not a lot of people on the nude beach on the hot afternoon in the middle of the week. In fact, I hadn¹t seen a single person all afternoon. After laying in the blasting sun for about two hours I really needed to get up and move around to cool off a bit. It was so relaxing and freeing to stroll along the river totally nude with the water

The Shirt On My back

The Shirt On My Back By J. Fisher It was the Nordstrom men's half-yearly sale and the store was a madhouse. I had decided to stop by and check out the dress shirt table. The store usually had some pretty good sale prices on designer label dress shirts and I could easily justify buying a couple at the discounted prices. With it being the first day of the sale,

There's Always Room For Dessert

My wife was out of town on business, so there was no need for me to hurry home from the office. I thought I'd head downtown and do some shopping before heading back out to our home in the suburbs. I stopped by one of my favorite bars, had a quick beer and set out to visit some new stores that had just opened. As I waited for the cross walk light to change I noticed an

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