A gay story: Island Beach Adventure – Day 1 This Caribbean Island’s year-round temperature rarely varies outside of a 10-degree range, from 80-90 degrees F. What helps relieve the hot temperature is the constant wind. Sometimes gusty but always there, making the oppressive heat more tolerable and acceptable. The nights would be at the lower end of the range making for some very pleasant evening strolls along the beach.
I love this weather and the constant breeze. That’s why I keep coming back here year after year. Or rather, that’s one of the reasons I like coming here.
The other is the gay friendly atmosphere. Well, ok, the Butterfly Farm is pretty cool and so are the endless, white, sandy beaches. But if you are gay, this is one of “the” gay friendly places to be.
I like the late winter and early spring seasons the best. But even in the more humid months, the constant breeze is a welcome relief.
I also like cruising on the beach any time of day. You can always find someone to pick up or if you are more adventurous there are safe places right on the beach, in the foliage, where you can have sex any night of the week.
There is one section of Eagle Beach in particular where the night-time cruising is hot and heavy. The only time of the year to avoid, if that is your cup of tea, is the week leading up to Easter. During that time there are usually dozens of tents pitched at this location where the locals camp out to celebrate the time leading up to Easter.
On this particular trip I was flying solo. I had recently broken up from a short-term relationship and I just wanted to get away for a week all by myself to soak up the sun and enjoy the atmosphere.
And to also get laid as many times as possible and suck as many cocks as I could. I wanted to see how much sex, in all its forms, I could squeeze in during this eight-day period. Hey, you’ve all thought about it at some time in your life, right? I was actually making it a reality. A fucking hot reality on the white, sandy beaches of this Caribbean Island paradise.
I wanted to let it all hang out (both literally and figuratively).
I wanted to get down and dirty.
I wanted to experiment; to try new things.
I wanted to discover things, sexually, that I hadn’t even thought of before.
I wanted to indulge in bodily pleasures from the simple to the extreme. Behavior involving sex, alcohol, and rock and roll.
Let’s call this my week of abandoned debauchery.
Day One–Friday
An early flight and arrival allowed me to have an early check-in and an early start to my adventures. My resort was located right on the beach (actually just across the main road from the beach).
I have somewhat longish, but stylish blond hair, subtle, refined features with sparkling eyes, a dazzling smile, lithe body, slender hips, and long slim legs.
I put on my skimpy black shorts, my beach sandals with a green stripe down the sides and a tight-fitting tank top — my multi-colored, eye-catching, tight-fitting tank top that shows off my lean, toned body.
Interlude
Well, let me back up a moment here. My week of abandoned sexual fun actually started before I even arrived at my Island Beach Haven.
Before I boarded my airplane I caught the eye of one of the male flight attendants who was waiting for his flight. It was early in the day; the airport was not crowded.
Our eyes met. I smiled.
He raised his eyebrows and gave a slight sideways nod of his head, indicating for me to follow him.
I returned the nod and followed him through an unmarked door.
It was just a dimly lit passageway, leading to I don’t know where. And I didn’t really care.
He leaned in and whispered that we didn’t have much time as he lowered my loose-fitting travel pants, releasing my already hardening cock. Before I knew it, he was on his knees and my cock was in his mouth in one fell swoop. Neither of us wasted any time. He was sucking, I grabbed his head and let my hands follow his in and out motions, not guiding but certainly encouraging.
I was hot and horny in anticipation of my trip and my week of unbridled play. It didn’t take me long before I was shooting my first load of cum for the day. He was sucking and swallowing and savoring what I had to offer.
He pulled off, licked his lips and said that was nice. But his expression said it was much more than that, it was fucking hot. I thanked him and said I wished I could return the favor. He just smiled and said, you never know.
Indeed.
Back to my story.
I arrived at my Island Beach getaway resort.
While I was waiting in line to check in I noticed one of the bellhops checking me out. I smiled. He returned the smile.
Did I mention that I had longish blond hair, delicate features with sparkling eyes, a dazzling smile, lithe body, slender hips, and long slim legs. Well, yes, of course I did.
And this cute bellhop also noticed.
When I was checked in, and after he had checked me out, he was next in line to take my luggage up to my room. Lucky me. I knew what was going to happen whether he did or not.
When we arrived at my room, I followed him in and closed the door. He glanced back at me and smiled again. I returned the smile and asked if he could please take my luggage into the bedroom.
I said he was very helpful and asked if he spoke English? He said yes. I told him he was very cute. I stepped in closer, face to face. I placed my hand on the front of his pants, feeling what I could already see.
I zipped down his fly. He widened his eyes and his mouth fell open in surprise…. that didn’t stop me. I pulled out his nice, slender, hardening cock. I placed my hands on his stomach and gently pushed him back, so he was sitting on the edge of the bed, with his cock out and a surprised expression on his face.
I got on my knees and licked his tip before slowly gliding my mouth over his very hard cock. I knew he didn’t have a lot of time before he would be missed so I proceeded to give him a fast but very satisfying cock sucking.
This was all happening so fast, he didn’t have time to resist, even if he wanted to. And it also didn’t take him long before he was cumming in my mouth. I was being gentle but also thorough. I was giving him a supper hot blow job and he let me know by giving me a large supply of warm cum. I showed my appreciation by swallowing.
I was in and out, had him zipped up and on his way before he could catch his breath. I asked when he got off work. He told me and I asked him to look me up later, that I would like to get to know him better. As if he needed a reason to come back and see more of me.
So NOW I had really put on my short black shorts, my beach sandals with a green stripe down the sides and my colorful tight fitting tank top that showed off my sexy twinkish body.
Not wanting to waste any time, I grabbed a protein shake mix that I had arranged ahead of time to have stocked in my frig, slung my pre-packed beach bag over my shoulder, and headed to the beach with a stop by the pool on my way, to check out the scene.
I was not disappointed. The poolside lounge chairs were already filling up with some sexy looking bodies and some interesting looking prospects.
I was being all-inclusive here. After all this was my week of fun and play. By all-inclusive I mean male, female, young, old and everything in-between. Everyone was fair game for me this week at this adult only resort.
I made the rounds, checking people out, noticing the looks and smiles and raised eyebrows here and there. I was seeing what was in store for me right here in my back yard, so to speak.
I know how I look and the affect that my looks have on other people, both male and female, young and old. I also have a very open, friendly, approachable demeaner, that puts anyone I meet instantly at ease. It’s always been this way for me. It’s always been this easy for me.
I am also a quick study of other people and can recognize interest in others even before they may be aware of it. I was scoping out prospects. A cute guy here. A rugged looking hunk there. A gay couple who I instantly knew were both interested. A guy and a girl, who I also knew were interested. Hmmm, this could be interesting. Some skimpily clad women. And even more scantily clad guys. Some really hot bodies… all shapes, sizes, and gender… a cornucopia of sexual possibilities… an abundant supply of good things to come.
I could tell some of my potential partners were wondering if I was with someone or here alone. I was smiling, nodding, and waiving to people here and there. Many must have thought I had been here all week already and knew everyone else. Ahh, that was just my engaging personality.
I couldn’t help licking my lips, knowing this was going to be one hell of a week.
With so many possibilities to choose from I almost didn’t want to leave. But right now, I just wanted to get the lay of the land and plant some seeds.
I walked across the street to the white sandy beach, sparkling in the mid-morning sun. Most of the lounge chairs and small thatched covered tables were taken by now. That meant more for me to look at.
Looking up and down the beach I saw endless stretches of empty sandy beach. This was one of the top beaches in the world according to some. In addition to the people there are bars, beach chairs, and cabanas. There was swimming, beach volleyball, snorkeling, paddling, turtle hatching, and people watching… my favorite.
But the beach is so wide and so long, more than a mile, you can still enjoy some solitude during quieter times of the day. This pristine stretch of beach with its soft, white sand along the clear aqua-blue-green waters is my favorite of any place I have travelled to, including the Mediterranean.
I walked up to the water’s edge to let the rolling waves wash over my feet. Looking out over the clear water, seeing the gulls swooping in and out, the waves crashing against the shore… what a beautiful sight to behold. I knew I would be spending many hours just walking and lounging in the sand and sun and surf.
I started walking along the shore, letting the waves wash over my feet, stopping occasionally to pick up a seashell, look it over and toss it back to join the sand it was turning into.
Out of the corner of my eye I noticed him. He was tanned, lean and wiry. He had small but well-defined muscles that lent an air of athletic confidence. He was approaching the beach like I had, only he was coming from a different resort hotel.
I knew he noticed me. I waited for him to get closer. I smiled and said hello. He smiled and said buenos dias. Ah, here was a chance for me to brush up on my limited Spanish. We tried to converse for a few minutes in Spanish when he finally laughed and said he spoke English if that was easier for me.
Funny guy. He was just messing with me. I liked him instantly. It turned out we were from the same metropolitan area. What a coincidence. We sat side by side in the sand, watching the waves wash up over our feet and legs. I really enjoyed talking to him. Not only was he very good looking, had a great body and an appealing smile, but he was also outgoing in a somewhat shy sort of way. He was intelligent, thoughtful, engaging and just fun to be with.
He was here with his family on spring break from his first year at the U. I let him know I had made a killing in the stock market while I was in college, just a few years earlier, and that now I ran my own investment consulting business and was just getting away for a little break from work. He mentioned his father was some sort of an executive in a fortune 500 company and could probably use some investment advice. I filed that way for future reference.
He said he had to get back soon. His family would be returning from shopping. I didn’t want our brief time together to end. I sensed he felt the same way. Nice.
I gave him my phone so he could put his name and number in. I said I would text him later. Maybe we would find some time to get together before he had to leave. He liked that idea. I really enjoyed his company.
With a somewhat wistful goodbye and a wave of his hand, he was off.
And so was I. Heading down the beach again to that spot I knew where all the outdoor action would take place almost any evening of the week.
It was lunch time, so I stopped in at the Screaming Eagle restaurant next to the resort hotel that was located across the street from the “late-night-outdoor-activity place.”
Quickly checking the place out, I noticed two guys sitting together who were also checking me out. Not being bashful, I walked up to them and said I had just arrived for the week, was by myself, and was wondering if I could join them for lunch.
They looked at each other to see if they were thinking the same thing. I guess they were. They told me sure, pull up a chair. We exchanged small talk about where we were from, what we did, how long we were staying on the Island, etc.
I ordered a chicken salad for lunch; I don’t remember what they ordered. I don’t think they even cared; I could see they had other ideas on their mind… on what they might like for dessert.
I knew they liked what they saw. And they knew that I knew.
We finally got around to talking about the “gay friendly” atmosphere on the island. I told them I had heard about a spot on the beach near here that had some hot nighttime hookup activity.
They exchanged looks again, saying more than any words could. They said there sure is and the area was located just across the street from this location.
What a coincidence. 🙂
I then excused myself to use the restroom… but mainly to give them time to talk to each other.
When I returned, they asked if I had some free time and suggested we go up to their room for a minute so they could change and then maybe we could hang out together on the beach. I told them that would be nice.
Once in the room they started to undress. I didn’t see where their beach clothes were. One guy took off his shirt leaving his pants on. I could see he was becoming aroused. The other guy walked over to his buddy and gave him a deep kiss on the lips. He then helped him remove the rest of his clothes. The first guy was now standing there naked and hard.
They looked at me and smiled. I returned the smile, stepped out of my sandals, removed my shorts, exposing myself and letting them know I was glad to be there. The second guy walked over, raised my arms, and lifted my shirt up over my head.
I was now naked and hard. Two down and one to go.
The one-to-go was in no hurry. He took my hand and led me over to his naked partner. I was guessing the one still clothed was the more dominant one of the duo. They were still figuring me out and letting me make the next move.
I embraced my naked companion. We kissed. We let our hands explore each other’s body. I guess we weren’t going out to the beach just yet.
The dominate one watched his partner melt into my embrace. Our naked bodies touching. Warming each other in the chill of the air-conditioned room.
Goose bumps. Tingling skin. Firm bodies.
This more submissive guy kissed his way down my supple body, spending a few moments kissing each nipple, letting them get hard. Flicking his tongue, looking up at me, then licking his way down my flat stomach to my trimmed groin. My balls were soft, my cock was hard. I was ready with a small amount of moisture right on the tip.
Submissive guy took me into his mouth. He knew what he was doing, taking his time, gliding his warm, wet mouth over my swollen cock. His partner was watching us, licking his lips, and slowly getting undressed.
I let my cock be sucked just enough to bring me to the edge, more than once. Then I pulled back, letting my cock slip out of his wonderful mouth and guided him over to the bed.
I had other plans in mind.
I had him lie down on his stomach. He pulled a pillow over and placed it under his body. His slender hips were raised up into the air.
Inviting, open, waiting, willing. Even a little bit eager.
His partner, watching and now naked, poured some lube on Submissive’s bottom, letting it drip down onto his puckered little boy pussy. He then squirted more lube in his hand, and while looking me in the eyes, he rubbed the cool lotion up and down my cock that still had some of his buddy’s saliva dripping off the tip.
I got on the bed, moved his legs apart, scooted in closer, placed the tip of my cock on his boy pussy and gently, gradually, began pushing my way inside. Very slowly, with one, very long, smooth motion, all the way in until my hip was right up against his very nice smooth, round bottom.
Body to body. Skin to skin.
He was really hot looking. I was feeling very horny. His watching partner was aroused and now lubing up his own cock.
Yes, I knew what was coming next. Very nice. Very smooth. I liked these guys. We had said all we needed to at lunch. Now we just let our actions do the talking.
Letting our bodies take over.
I pulled almost all the way out. Bottom boy let out a gasp as I plunged right back in, to the hilt. I leaned in and kissed the back of his neck. I used my hands on his nicely shaped hips to help guide my thrusts. I was building up some momentum. We started to work together. In and out. Pulsing, pumping, fucking.
His buddy, now ready, moved up behind me on the bed. Poured lube onto my ass, working it inside me with his finger. Causing me to pause in my thrusting to enjoy the sensation.
He placed his lubed cock at my entrance. Put his hands on my slim hips. Started to push in just as I was pulling out. I only got to the entrance of Bottom Boy when Top pushed harder, and we both moved forward at the same time. Him entering me deeply, me sliding forward into my hot little bottoms hole, all the way inside.
We all paused a moment to savor what was happening. Then continued our play. Moving in unison, forming a fucking sandwich or more appropriately a chainfuck, with me in the middle both fucking and being fucked.
I don’t think this was on the menu. Unless it was a la carte.
We fucked on this train, all the way down the line.
The room was still cool, but we three were very hot, very excited, and very much liking what we were doing. Top reached around and stated jacking his partner’s cock bringing him to an orgasm as he started shooting his cum inside me.
Not wanting to be left behind… I joined in the fucking cum fest, shooting a copious amount of cum deep inside this very pretty bottom.
After coming down from our peak and cuddling a little, the three of us were just basking in the afterglow of our sexual coupling, or would this be tripling?
I rolled on my side. Kissed my new friends. Said I really enjoyed our time together and was looking forward to seeing them again tonight across the street on the beach.
I put my shorts, sandals, and t-shirt back on. We agreed to meet up later after sundown across the street at the outdoor cruising spot. We exchanged phone numbers so I could let them know when I had arrived.
A final kiss to both. Then I was off.
It was later in the afternoon by now. I walked back along the beach toward my resort. Got a towel from the beach attendant and went for a quick refreshing swim in the crystal-clear ocean.
When I headed back into the resort area I noticed there was a large group of a dozen or more guys and gals who had pulled their chairs together. They were talking, laughing, joking, having fun. I was just in time to join in the gala. Many recognized me from earlier and waved me over to join in the fun.
I signaled the waitress to bring us a half dozen buckets of beer. My treat. It was happy hour, and we were all getting pretty happy.
This was a fun group of people. Different ages, male and female, single, couples, small groups from all over, not just the US. A pretty heterogeneous group. Likeable, outgoing, fun-loving… all here for some fun in the sun, sand, and surf.
Very cool. All in very good moods. Laughing, joking, talking, having a good time. Getting to know more about each other.
We were finishing off the beer; some had to leave for dinner reservations. Others were planning to go out dancing. Others were just hanging out with no particular place to go. We passed phones around; exchanged names and numbers.
I made sure I let everyone know my room number and that they were welcome there at any time. I emphasized this.
I decided to head up to my room for a shower and short rest. Maybe grab a small bite to eat, I really wasn’t too hungry though. I also had a nice little buzz going on from the beer and the early flight and long day.
Two guys from the group playfully offered to help me back up to my room since we were heading in the same direction. They were on vacation with their girlfriends who went up to their room by themselves saying they wanted to get showered and dressed for dinner before the guys did.
Sure, why not.
The guys were a little tipsy as well and were laughing and joking with each other. Friendly, outgoing, and also straight… but also merry, mellow, and slightly drunk. So, I had some idea of where this might be going.
With my looks and body, and my earlier flirting, if they were feeling uninhibited enough, I knew it would be an easy sell to get them in the sack with me. Maybe even both at the same time. Hey, you never know. We were all on our fun get-away-vacations. Anything could happen, right?
They were touching me, pretending to hold me up as we entered my room. I invited them in for one more round. They readily accepted.
I pretended to stumble and fell into one of the guys arms. We laughed. He stood me upright. I asked him to help me off with my shirt. His friend had his eyes glued to my fit, hot body, my flat stomach, as his friend lifted my shirt up over my head.
Deja vu.
I kicked my sandals off, removed my shorts and flopped on the bed. Lying on my back, my arms and legs splayed out to the sides. Naked, open, inviting.
I could tell they were anticipating something like this but not really sure it could or would happen.
Now they knew it was.
One guy quickly shucked off his swim shorts grabbed the lube I had out on the dresser, took ahold of my legs and flipped me over so I was on my stomach. His friend was looking on in anticipation at my small, firm bottom. The first guy took hold of my slim hips and pulled me back toward him, so I was now on my hands and knees, doggy style. The way he liked it and in keeping with his machismo.
It didn’t matter to me. I just wanted these hot hunks to fuck the shit out of me. Right now!
Naked, lubed, hard and ready, he didn’t waste any time on foreplay and had me impaled in a flash. He was vigorous but not overly aggressive. He wanted to cum as quickly as possible.
Damn the torpedoes, full speed ahead.
He was fucking me with a determination; wanting to complete his task and get off as quickly as he could.
He was boldly going where others had gone before.
He fucked my brains out and came with some grunts and heavy breathing.
I liked it. He did too. He collapsed on top of me.
His buddy said, hey, don’t hog all the fun. He helped roll his buddy off my back and mounted me all in a series of continuous motions.
He was more gentle, more considerate, but also ready to bust his nut and cum as quickly as he could. His fucking was not as intense, but he was thorough and he deposited an abundant amount of cum into my already overflowing bottom.
Cum was leaking out of me as he rolled off. His buddy was sitting on the floor watching, in amazement, catching his breath. I don’t think they knew what had just happened or how it happened.
They were letting it sink in.
I reassured them this was so fucking hot for me. I let them know what studs they were and that this was our secret. It would go no further than this room.
I could see the relief on their faces.
I also said I am open anytime for a repeat performance or something more. Just leaving it at that. I could see the interest in their expressions. They realized they had a gold mine here. I was the reward.
I was losing count of how many times I had been on one end of a cock or another today. What a start to the week. And the night was not even over yet Not by a long shot.
My straight friends left in an even better mood than when they arrived, with an understanding we would “see” each other again.
I had time for a shower, set my alarm for a time after sunset, and fell into a deep sleep.
The alarm woke me. I was disoriented. It took me a few moments to realize where I was and what I had been doing…
It wasn’t a dream.
It was real.
Was this really happening all in one day? Boy oh boy.
I put on some clean shorts, a clean shirt, and my green striped sandals. I grabbed another protein shake from the fridge and lit out to the beach.
I sent a text to my Screaming Eagle friends, letting them know when I would soon be at the beach where we would meet.
For some reason I hadn’t let them know that when I was here last year I had a nice fisting session with several guys out there on the beach. I was the fisting bottom during that very hot experience.
It had been a very long day, so tonight I planned to be more of an observer. To check out the action and let circumstance dictate my participation level.
I met up with my new fuck buddies from lunch. They had been on the island for a few days already so had some time to partake in the nighttime outdoor beach activities. They filled me in on what I could expect. Saying that the people and action had been different each night they had checked things out.
It was Friday night so there might be more activity and possibly more action than some other nights. I guess you never knew what to expect. You just needed to have an open mind and go with the flow.
The three of us walked out together onto the beach area and the section that had the trees and bushes that helped conceal the sexual activity.
We attracted some attention right away. Three younger, hot looking guys. Fresh meat.
A few guys seemed to materialize out of the bushes.
You never knew who or what you would find.
My new lunch buddies were also in more of a look and see mode like I was. We were all propositioned within the first 10 minutes, more than once.
We were in no hurry and were probably in a little more discerning state of mind than we would have been if we had not had any sex play as recently as we had.
We could pick and choose as we liked or just be prurient observers of whatever action happened to be going on.
We were expecting nothing in particular but open to any appealing opportunities if they arose.
We did come upon one guy who was having his cock sucked. He was holding on to a nearby tree while a middle-aged guy, on his knees, was servicing him. We watched for a few minutes and moved on.
Being in a playful mood, we decided to create some of our own action to see who else we could attract.
We had our bottom boy remove his shirt and shorts. He was naked. He got down on his knees. Top guy and I lowered our shorts. Bottom boy began to alternately suck our rigid cocks.
Anyone happening upon us wouldn’t know if we were together or were just a chance hook-up here on the beach in the seclusion of the foliage.
We could have some hot sexual sucking while we watched what attention we were attracting.
It didn’t take long. We were soon joined by one, then two, then a few more observers. Some were exposing themselves so they could become participants. Some were just jacking off.
We had to smile at the attention we were getting. Bottom boy could see the gathering group. Top and I noticed a blond, slim, good looking younger watcher.
He looked at us. We signaled for him to join us. We moved aside a little allowing him space in between us.
He removed his cock so he was in the same exposed state as we were. Growing in anticipation. Our bottom boy cock sucker moved in and engulfed this fresh new meat.
We put our arms around his slim waist. Both to support him and also to connect with him in a more intimate way. Including him in our own little cock sucking group. He felt like he belonged, like he was one of “us.”
He was just what we were hoping to find. Some hot, younger fucker to take back to the room to play with. But first we wanted to develop that rapport and see what additional fun we could have with him outside, on the beach, at night, in public, being watched by a small group of total strangers.
Pretty fucking hot!
There were some disappointed onlookers. Not really our worry. Top and I let bottom boy continue sucking our new found friend to completion. We continued to hug him around his slim waist. His body shivered as he climaxed, and we all watched as his cum was swallowed.
Having his cock sucked by a naked, hot looking guy, outdoors, on the beach, at night, in public, while being watched by a group of total strangers, and being hugged around his waist by two equally good looking guys was a total turn on for our new, young, slim, friend.
The four of us left our little group, leaving behind some disappointed they couldn’t have joined in and some just pleased to have watched the hot show. We walked down to the ocean shore. Bottom boy had picked up his clothes but didn’t bother to put them on. It didn’t matter.
We all sat on the beach with the waves washing up over our bodies. Naked Bottom boy knelt between the legs of our slim, new friend. He scooched forward sitting facing our new friend, on his thighs, wrapped his arms around him and gave him a deep kiss.
Our new friend was getting very turned on again as they started making out, on the beach, at night, with the warm waves washing up over their bodies.
Top guy and I looked on in pleased amazement at this stirring, hot new development.
It wasn’t long before our two passionate twinkish kissers were laying back in the sand. Waves washing over them. Making out like two first time young lovers.
One was naked.
The other was soon to follow.
Top guy and I were both getting aroused watching this “From Here To Eternity”
type passion.
We got up, embraced, kissed, and helped each other remove what little clothes we had on.
Still in our now naked embrace, we sank down into the soft sand. Another kiss. He gently laid me down on my back, naked, in the sand, on this warm night on our island paradise.
Oblivious to anything around us. He lifted my slim legs, placed them on his shoulders. The waves washing over our naked bodies.
He entered me. More gentle than our previous coupling (tripling). He fucked me long and slow. We were moving in rhythm with the ocean waves. In and out. Hips moving and thrusting. The sound of the waves. The bright moon and starlight night. The sweet aroma of our island paradise breeze mixed with the scent of sex.
Our two passionate kissers were watching us now. Getting caught up in the passion of the moment.
Our new young friend’s clothes had been removed. We were four naked bodies. Alone on the beach in the moonlight night. The waves soothing our tingling skin.
Top guy and I glanced at our friends. Embracing. Who were watching us. We disengaged. We maneuvered our bodies. We switched partners. He was with his partner now. Lovingly embracing and kissing. I had moved in close to our new young slender friend.
He snuggled in close to me. Our naked bodies, fully aroused. I rolled us over. He was lying on top of me. Face to face. The waves rolling over our bodies, the stars and moon shining. The sweet aura of sexual bliss engulfing us.
All four of us. Two couples now. In our own blissful aroused cocoons. In a world of our own. All we heard and felt were the warm ocean waves washing over our sexually charged and aroused bodies.
Lips, arms, bodies, skin touching, caressing,
Lying on top of me, his slim, smooth, soft body seemed to melt into my arms. We kissed. He had soft lips, very kissable lips.
As the waves rolled over us our bodies were slipping and sliding against each other, moving with the waves, causing more erotic, passionate friction, more
arousal.
We lingered in this erotic embrace.
I then rolled us over onto our sides. Another kiss. Another embrace. Looking at his open face in the moonlight. Feeling his soft skin. I could just make out his dark green eyes in the dim light of night Open, inquiring.
Another kiss on his supple lips. He was like putty in my arms.
I rolled him onto his back, then maneuvered him onto his other side, and pulled him in close to me. His back was now up against my naked hard front. His slim softness against my firm harness.
We were spooning. His soft backside to my hard front.
We fit together hand in glove, like two peas in a pod.
Spooning as the waves swirled over and around us.
I moved down a little, so my cock was resting in between his soft, smooth, bubble bottom cheeks.
The waves seemed to take over now. He was relaxed, supple, willing. Before we both knew it, I was inside him. I could feel his intake of breath and a slight tenseness that quickly gave way to deep breathing and relaxed acceptance.
Total surrender.
Spooning, caressing.
Me gliding deep inside his soft bottom.
Fucking in rhythm to the ocean.
We let the waves continue guiding the sweet fucking. I could hardly believe what I had gotten myself into.
I don’t think we had said a word to each other. There had been no need. Our bodies were silently communicating in a way words could never convey.
The rhythmic waves lulling us into a blissful dreamlike state.
I must have dozed off, he did too.
It was after midnight when we woke from our very brief snooze. Day One had evidently ended with a bang. At least I think it did. It was not real clear to me if I had actually had an orgasm.
I knew I was inside my slim, soft friend. I still was.
I knew I was fucking him.
But then there was a lapse in time. We had both dozed off. It had been one very long day.
One very eventful day!
Day one of eight of my island beach adventure.