A gay sex stories: Sucking Off His Friend at the Beach This is my first published attempt at writing a gay scene. I’m pulling from my own experiences for this, but would still love any feedback you have for me. I believe I’ve written something relatable and real—though that could be my writer’s hubris talking. Regardless, I’ve definitely written something sensual and sexy. As always, I hope you enjoy.
“Yo, Jesse,” Albert called across campus to the short guy stalking through the quad to get to his next class. Jesse had definitely heard Albert call his name, but pretended otherwise. Unfortunately for Jesse, Albert was on a full ride scholarship to Oregon State for his performance on the track team, specifically for the 200 meter dash, so he easily caught up to the boy.
“Jesse. Hey,” Albert said casually, not even out of breath, “you probably didn’t hear me calling for you. This campus is a madhouse.”
Though Albert towered a full head over Jesse, Albert never made much of a deal about it. In fact, Albert even slouched a little just to try and lessen any overbearing presence he might impose. Jesse glanced up at the boy and gave a little smile, but continued towards his next class. It was, after all, all the way across campus—and he didn’t have nearly the athletic prowess that Albert had.
Albert didn’t seem to notice or mind the cold reception Jesse gave him, and just kept on talking. “Dude, the boys are planning an outing to Collins Beach. You should come.”
Jesse clutched his binder to his chest and barrelled through a crowd of loitering students before reuniting with Albert on the other side. Despite not having the long legs of a track star, Jesse had the barrel chest and broad shoulders necessary to get through life a little shorter than the average man.
“Who are the boys?” Jesse asked. He suspected he might already know the answer but wanted to check just in case.
“Ah, you know,” Albert said nonchalantly, tucking his hands in the pockets of his cargo shorts. “The boys. Mark, Randy, Gavin…”
Jesse gave Albert a sidelong glance. These were all guys him and Albert had gone to high school with. Mark was alright, Randy was cool, Gavin was a bit of a showboater, but otherwise harmless. “That’s all?”
Albert stayed quiet for a while, contemplating the sidewalk as they strolled. Despite being a musclebound athlete from head to toe, he still had a face for contemplating. “Well, and Derek.”
“There’s the kicker,” Jesse muttered under his breath. Derek was just a straight up asshole.
“Oh come one, Jesse,” Albert whined. “Look, Derek’s the one with the van, so Derek has to go. But we’ll spend as little time with him as possible.”
Jesse huffed slightly. “What, you, Mark, Randy, Gavin, and I are all just gonna ditch Derek the moment we get to…”
“Collins Beach,” Albert finished, as if Jesse should already know all about Collins Beach. “And no, I wasn’t talking about Mark, Randy, and Gavin—well, maybe Randy can hang—but I was talking about you and me. Just us, dude. It’ll be fun.”
At that, Jesse actually perked up a little. The other guys were alright, but Albert was a genuinely great dude to chill with. He’d spent countless nights listening to Jesse’s dreams of getting a Ph.D and joining the field of academia, and Jesse had done the same for Albert’s dreams of the Olympics. However far-fetched either of these goals were, each boy had supported the other.
“How far is Collins Beach?” Jesse asked.
“Oh, dude it’s—” Albert started. “Wait, you’ve never heard of Collins Beach?”
Jesse shook his head. “Nope. Not until now.”
“Dude,” Albert said slyly, “you’re gonna love it. It’s a clothing-optional beach, and it’s only like forty minutes from here.”
Jesse stopped dead in his tracks. Albert, foreseeing this sudden reaction, stopped with him. Albert watched Jesse with a cocked eye while the shorter boy thought over all the implications of what he’d just been told.
“So it’s a nude beach?” Jesse asked.
“I mean, yeah, basically,” responded Albert. “But you can wear clothing if you want to. Still, there’s probably going to be a decent number of people sunbathing in nothing but their birthday suit.”
Jesse looked wide-eyed at Albert. A grin slowly crept over his face, and Albert wore one to match. But Jesse wasn’t smiling for the reasons that Albert supposed. Jesse wasn’t too interested in the slim possibility of seeing sunscorched tits and vag. Through all the late night talks he’d had with Albert, he’d never once let it slip that he was much more interested in cocks than pussies.
Of course, the muscle bound jock with a face for contemplating wasn’t nearly so clueless as Jesse presumed. One couldn’t be best friends with a closeted homosexual without having at least some ideas about him. Albert was too good a guy to even attempt to out Jesse. Ironically, though, it was Jesse who was so concerned about his own gayness that he had never supposed the same about Albert.
“Great!” Jesse beamed. “So, like, topless chicks and stuff?”
Albert smirked. “Yeah. And stuff.”
Jesse began walking again, though at a much slower gait than previously. “So… are you wearing clothing, or…”
At this Albert couldn’t help but laugh. Jesse didn’t take it personally; he knew he’d worded the question in the least subtle way possible and simply smiled.
“Nah, dude,” Albert said. “I’m going in with my big dick swinging.”
Albert wasn’t just being funny, either. He really did have a big dick. Plenty of guys had seen it in the locker room and couldn’t help but comment on it. Though Jesse had never seen it personally, word got around. It helped that Albert was a shower rather than a grower, and the high school rumor mill was always full of stories about all the girls getting it from Albert. Not a single one of those rumors was founded on a grain of truth, though.
“Chill,” Jesse responded, trying to play it cool. “I’ll probably just do the same then.”
“Great to hear, man,” Albert said, slinging an arm around Jesse’s shoulders and clutching him close—a little closer than was strictly necessary. “We’ll pick you up around three, alright?”
“Alright,” Jesse said. And with that, Jesse was going to a nude beach.
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“Let’s fucking do this!” Gavin roared out the window as Jesse walked down the dorm walkway towards the packed van.
Jesse smiled shyly and shook his head, letting his beach bag swing as he picked up his pace. He’d packed a swimsuit just in case the other guys chickened out. He didn’t want to be the only one with his bare ass in the sun—but after hearing Gavin’s riotous proclamation, he was less worried about that. It helped that every boy also already had their shirts off, ready for the sunny beach ahead. Jesse was the only one overdressed for the occasion.
He eyed Derek who sat in the driver seat, one arm sticking out the window, his eyes hidden behind sunglasses and fixed forward like he was too cool for any of them. The slender boy pushed one hand through his black, slicked back hair, still avoiding eye contact with Jesse. In the passenger seat was Randy, who leaned around Derek to give Jesse a small wave and a charming smile. His jawline had always left Jesse breathless, though right now he was too nervous about the journey ahead to worry about such trivial things. In the back, Gavin and Albert had each taken a window seat, leaving Jesse with the option of sitting between them or all alone in the back.
For a moment he hesitated. Would it be weird to crawl over Gavin’s lap and squeeze in? Would it arouse either boy’s suspicions of him if he chose to sit elbow to elbow with them? As the door opened, Jesse inspected what all the other boys were wearing for the car ride there.
He couldn’t see what Derek wore for bottoms, and frankly he didn’t care. Randy had on some flip flops and cargo shorts. Albert was wearing some athletic shorts and sandals. And of course Gavin was barefooted and wore the smallest green speedo imaginable. Part of his bush was even showing past the fabric. Scooting over him would be all the more awkward because of it.
Deciding it ultimately didn’t matter and not wanting to sit alone, Jesse squeezed past Gavin who had tucked his head back inside the van. As he hovered just over the blonde’s crotch and gingerly scooted into the van, Gavin surprised him by wrapping his arms around his body and pulling him all the way down on his lap to his barely concealed genitals.
“Whoah!” Jesse exclaimed, surprised but not uncomfortable. He could feel Gavin’s hardened abs even through his tank top. “A little handsy.”
“Nah, Jesse,” Gavin said brightly. Ever the showoff, Gavin grabbed Jesse’s bag from his hands before shoving him gently into his seat. “What could you have brought to a nude beach that you needed a bag? All I brought was a towel!”
In vain, Jesse tried to snatch the beach tote back from Gavin before he could unload its contents. Gavin simply held it out of arms reach and upended the contents to his feet. Out spilled a beach towel and swim trunks.
As Gavin grabbed up the shorts, Derek put the car in gear and began to drive. Gavin held the trunks up as one would hold up a pair of panties, showing them off to the boy-filled van. Gavin blushed and shrunk down in his seat, squeezing back against Arnold.
“Come on, Jess,” Gavin laughed loudly. “You don’t need these where we’re going.”
“I brought them just in case,” replied Jesse.
Behind him, he feld Arnold place a hand in the small of his back. He turned to see the taller boy smiling softly at him. He rubbed him soothingly and placed his other hand tenderly on Jesse’s bare arm.
“Gavin,” rebuked Albert. “Give them back. You know, I planned to pack a swimsuit too—just in case—before you convinced me otherwise.”
Gavin nodded. Randy turned around to see what the commotion was all about. Derek simply continued driving, ignoring all of them—which was probably for the best.
“True,” Gavin said with a devilish smile. “Still, the fact remains that Jesse here has swim trunks while the rest of us do not. That’s inequality, and I won’t stand for it on our beach trip.”
With a quick flick of his wrist, Gavin chucked Jesse’s swimsuit out the window as Derek pulled onto the highway. Jesse let out a little cry of protest, but the damage was done. His options were now limited to either staying in his shorts, or going balls out with the other guys. He blushed harder, but had to be honest that it was a predicament that excited him a little.
“Gavin,” Albert said exasperated. “You go too far.”
Gavin laughed along with Randy.
Eventually Jesse joined in. “No big deal,” he said, still enjoying the comforting way Albert rubbed his back. “I was just worried you guys might pussy out and leave me with my dick in my hands.”
“Hell no, dude!” Derek said, speaking for the first time. “Collin’s beach is awesome, but you really gotta embrace the culture. Plus, when you’ve got something that deserves to be seen, like me, there’s no way I’d hide behind a pair of trunks.”
Gavin frowned. Albert’s hand moved in little circles. He knew how much Derek worked him up, and was trying to help ease any tension that might arise in this short car ride. But when Gavin leaned forward a little to get his seatbelt on, he could see Derek hadn’t been stretching the truth even a little bit. While the rest of the boys still wore some form of clothing, Derek had already stripped down to absolutely nothing. His soft member lay in his lap, reaching an impressive length down his thigh. He’d obviously just shaved for the excursion, which helped the perception of his length.
The rest of the car ride there was great, mostly for the fact that Derek talked very little, and when the boys arrived at Collins Beach, they couldn’t wait to get out and stretch their legs.
Gavin jumped to the parking lot first, immediately pulling his meager coverings off and throwing them backwards into the van. The speedo smacked Jesse straight in the face, and he made a show of shaking it off as if in disgust. In reality, he was simply trying to catch a glimpse at what little Gavin had been hiding before the boy ran out to the sand and disappeared to the water’s edge below, his dick flapping in the wind.
Derek also joined Gavin, though walking slower than the gungho kid. He stretched his arms up high and spread his legs more than was necessary as he walked. Both boy’s bare asses were pale and firm in the glistening sunlight.
Albert still sat behind him with a hand on Jesse’s arm, waiting for him to exit the vehicle. He stepped out and looked around at the few people here today. He saw several men and women strolling leisurely along the coastline. Some women wore only bottoms, hiding their most sacred parts but not afraid to free their breasts. They had clearly been here regularly as there wasn’t a hint of tan line to their bronzed skin. The men all wore absolutely nothing. Gavin was in paradise. It was a long line of flacid cocks and low-hanging balls as far as the eye could see.
He gawked for a moment, worried as his own prick twitched slightly in his pants. If he got hard here, would that out him to the other boys? Turning around, he saw that he really didn’t need to worry about that. As Albert slowly stripped his athletic shorts down around his legs, his enormous penis sprang up, finally free of the constricting fabric. The full bush he sported hid its true length a little, but with Albert’s size it really wasn’t even worth mentioning.
Albert looked at Jesse shyly, and said “What? Don’t tell me you’re not hard too.”
And Jesse was. He looked down to his shorts to see it tenting already. Randy met them around the car, fully in the nude and stretching his arms.
“My god, this feels great,” he said. “So liberating.”
He had shaved as well, putting special attention into getting all the wiry hairs from his ballsack. His dick was semi-erect, which let Jesse see that Randy was a grower, as opposed to Albert the shower. While there was nothing especially impressive about Randy’s cock now, he could tell that—given time—there was more than met the eye.
Albert nodded to Jesse. “So, you wanna join us sometime today? Or are you going to leave us, as you put it, with our dicks in our hands.”
Sheepishly, Jesse realized he was the only one still clothed. Slowly, he reached down to his tank top and pulled it off. He wasn’t nearly as fit as Albert or Gavin, but he had enough going on to be proud of his body. Then, he reached down and pulled his shorts free along with his boxers.
He could have been imagining it, but he thought he saw Albert’s prick twitch slightly and grow even more hard as he freed his own boner. The exact same springing of his dick that had happened to Albert happened to Jesse. Both boys stood with their cocks pointed straight at each other, and for a moment each forgot themselves and stared.
Jesse’s own cock had always been on the smaller side, even when erect. In front of Albert’s impressive member, he felt inadequate. At least he wasn’t alone in not shaving. Randy began walking towards the beach, leaving the two boys to catch up.
Albert cleared his throat, looking up and nodding. “Come on. Let’s enjoy the sun while it lasts.”
As the two boys stepped towards the sandy beach, Albert landed a playful slap on Jesse’s firm buttocks. The shiver that action sent through Jesse’s body was barely concealed, and Albert smirked at the boy.
“You got a nice ass, Jesse,” Albert said casually, testing the waters.
Jesse laughed. “Thanks, you too.”
Albert looked down again. “Nice cock, too.”
Jesse blushed deeply. “Nah. It’s nothing compared to that thing.” He gestured down to Albert’s crotch. “Plus, mine’s kind of a needle dick, you know?”
Albert reached down and gripped his dick by the base, pointing it upwards. Jesse’s insides did a little somersault. “Yeah, this thing’s gotten me quite the reputation over the years.” He released his member and it bobbed back down to point straight. “There will be time for that later. For now, let’s get in this bitch!”
Jesse didn’t quite know what Albert meant by that, but he took off running down the beach, feeling the wind as it brushed through his legs, tickling his hairs against himself. He enjoyed the view of Albert’s muscular legs as they pumped through the sand, his great ass as it jostled up and down.
The boys splashed around for hours in the waves. Eventually, they left one by one to sun themselves on the beach. First Derek, then Randy, then Gavin. Finally it was just Albert and him wading in the surf, and Albert pointed with his head to signal they should move up to the beach.
Jesse once again followed the tall boy, but was surprised when he passed by the three others who lay in a line. He savored the sight of Randy’s now fully-erect penis pointing straight up at the sun, Gavin’s soft member resting lightly against a dark bush, and Derek’s mammoth trunk hanging between his legs and into the sand. He followed Albert to wherever he was going.
Albert continued walking up the beach before turning to move along the coastline. Jesse strode right behind him, curious to where this boy was leading him. The sun had begun to dip, but it was still plenty light out by the time the pair reached a little copse of bushes at the edge of the beach.
“There’s a little more privacy over this way,” Albert said. His words came out in shaky little breaths as he got excited. He turned around and looked Jesse up and down, biting his bottom lip.
“What?” Jesse asked, suddenly worried that Albert had noticed all the attention he’d been giving his body for the entire day. Was he bringing him here to confront him away from the group?
“Nothing, just…” Albert reached one hand up to rub his neck and looked away shyly. His dick twitched upwards slightly “You’ve got a great body, dude.”
Leaving Jesse stunned, Albert pushed his way through the bushes and disappeared. Jesse quickly followed, emerging on the other side to find a secluded little grove, completely obscured from the sight of everyone playing in the sand or the water.
Finally alone, Albert stood facing away from Jesse. Not that he hadn’t taken every opportunity so far to do so, but Jesse took this one as well to inspect the fine specimen he saw before him. Albert’s muscled calves led up long legs to thighs made for running. Since he was currently flexing his glutes, his butt looked even more firm than ever. His lower back was lithe, like some kind of predator, but it led to broad, muscular shoulders.
Albert glanced over his shoulder, smiling coyly at Jesse before turning around to face him. His cock stood at full attention as he stepped over to Jesse. He hadn’t been sure this would work—still wasn’t sure this would work—but he was putting everything on this moment.
“Jesse,” Albert said softly as he stepped close to the other boy. He tenderly placed his hands on Jesse’s shoulders and leaned down to kiss him.
Jesse’s heart beat rapidly, but there was no way in hell he was going to run away from this. Instead, he tilted his head and let his lips melt into Albert’s. He enjoyed the sensation of the jock’s firm hands on his shoulders, and when one of them moved up to cup his chin and press him further into the kiss, his legs buckled.
Jesse fell against Albert’s body and wrapped his arms around his torso for protection, placing one hand on Albert’s shoulder blade. He loved the feel of the muscles beneath his fingers, but even more than that, he loved the feeling of his hard prick brushing the side of Albert’s. Albert’s course hair tickled the head of Jesse’s penis, and Albert’s cock pressed into Jesse’s pubic skin.
Both boys a little dumbfounded at what they’d finally done, they parted. Albert looked tenderly into Jesse’s eyes.
“Albert,” Jesse said, trying to force his brain to start working again. “Albert. How the fuck did you know?”
Albert smirked seductively at the boy and brushed his thumb over his lips. “How did I know you wanted me?” He moved his lips beside Jesse’s ear and whispered, “Easy. Everyone wants me.”
Jesse turned his head and attacked Albert’s lips with his, throwing his arms up further over the boy’s body and forcing his tongue past his teeth. The sudden passionate lunge threw Albert off balance and the both of them collapsed in the sand, Jesse laying atop Albert. Yet their lips never parted.
Albert smoothly turned so that they lay side by side, held close in each other’s arms. He moaned softly as they kissed and ran his hand through Jesse’s hair.
Jesse moved his leg up Alberts, his knee up to his friend’s thigh. Albert responded by shifting his lower leg to interlock with Jesse, pressing their crotches even closer together. Sand got in each boy’s bush, but they were too enamored to notice.
Albert slowly untangled his hand from Jesse’s hair and brushed his fingertips down his ear, his neck, his biceps, his torso, down to his penis. When he gripped the base, Jesse gasped and withdrew from Albert.
Albert looked pensively into Jesse’s eyes, worried that maybe he was moving too fast. “Is this OK?” He asked, his strong hand gripped around Jesse’s member.
Jesse bit his lip and nodded before moving back in for more.
As they kissed, Albert began to stroke Jesse slowly. It was now Jesse who moaned more than Albert, and the taller boy enjoyed every moment that their frenching was interrupted for his childhood friend to groan in pleasure.
It eventually became too much for Jesse to stay lip locked while Albert ran his hand up and down his shaft. He turned his head upwards and gripped Albert’s back tightly while enjoying the sensations he was feeling down below.
Yet his attempts to reduce the stimulation he was feeling was of no avail, as Albert began sucking on Jesse’s neck, running circles with his tongue, determined to leave a hickey—a mark that Jesse was now his.
Albert pulled away, making apop as he released Jesse’s skin. Sure enough, a dark red bruise began to form just above his collarbone. Jesse looked down at where Albert stroked him and inspected the behemoth cock that lay against his thigh.
He looked back up into Albert’s eyes longingly. Albert smirked and whispered, “Go ahead. I know you want to feel it.”
And truly Jesse did. Ever since he’d heard those rumors about Albert’s size, he’d wondered if he could even fit his whole hand around it. Tentatively, he reached down and cupped the head of Albert’s cock.
Albert let out a little breath and stopped pumping Jesse for a moment. Jesse let his fingers tickle the head of Albert’s engorged penis before moving his hand down the shaft. While it did fit in his hand, he was pleased to find that his fingernails barely touched as they met on the other side.
He looked back up into Albert’s eyes. He wanted to make his friend feel as good as he’d just made him feel, but he doubted he could do that with just his hand.
Jesse backed out of their embrace and crawled down to Albert’s crotch. Albert accommodated him by turning onto his back and placing his hands behind his head. He closed his eyes and prepared to enjoy whatever Jesse did.
The shorter boy positioned himself between Albert’s legs, still holding the base of Albert’s dick. He let a dribble of spit run from his mouth to the blood-filled tip beneath him. Albert shivered as he felt the sudden coldness of it. Then, Jesse slowly lowered his mouth to the appendage, determined to get the entire thing inside of him.
Albert moaned quietly as Jesse worked his way down his bush. He opened his throat, feeling the thick thing flow into him. He gagged a little, but kept going until his lips pressed against Albert’s wiry pubes.
He breathed in deeply, savoring the smell of Albert’s sweat, before moving his way back up the cock. Saliva dribbled downward, pooling up towards Albert’s stomach. Having now proven to himself that he could swallow Albert entirely, Jesse started up at a good rhythm.
He moved up and down while Albert moaned. He moved faster and faster, relishing the sounds of pleasure he was eliciting from his sporty friend. He reached one hand up and wrapped them lightly around Albert’s balls. Albert started slightly, but then relaxed again while Jesse gently played with them.
Jesse continued his movements, gagging each time Albert’s enormous prick touched the back of his throat. He used his tongue whenever possible but mostly focused on the sounds of Albert’s moaning and thegluck of his throat.
He sped up, and so did Albert’s noises. The taller boy reached both hands down and gripped the back of Jesse’s head, though he needed no help in sucking him off. Still, Jesse enjoyed the idea that he was Albert’s sex toy, only there to bring him to orgasm.
As Jesse bottomed out with his throat once again, Albert increased the pressure on his head, holding him there with his cock stuffed in his mouth. Jesse groaned and gagged, spit dribbling down to where his fingers fondled Albert’s balls.
He stayed there for what felt like hours, until he couldn’t breathe. A bubble of snot began to expand from his nose, but he was determined to continue with whatever Albert wished; he would not let up until the strong grip on the back of his head let him.
Albert’s hips bucked and he groaned loudly, and then Jesse felt a wave of hot fluid shoot up inside him. He didn’t even have to swallow, as Albert’s cum flowed directly down his throat, fast and plentiful.
Finally the flood subsided and Albert let Jesse up for air. The boy gasped and grinned through tears at the boy he’d just gone down on. He felt a pube stuck in his teeth and it tickled his tongue.
Through watering eyes, Jesse watched Albert sit up, leaning back in the sand. He looked at Jesse, and though his vision was blurred, he knew that Albert wore a grin to match his.
“Come over here,” Albert said huskily.
Jesse obediently crawled up towards the man before him, feeling more than seeing Albert’s hand run over his thigh as he got closer. Albert subtly positioned Jesse into sitting next to him, wrapping one arm over his shoulder, and moving the other up his inner leg.
“You were such a good boy for me Jesse,” Albert whispered in his ear. “Now let me give you your reward.”
Jesse’s face was still a mess of tears, snot, and spit, but he didn’t have time to clean up now. He could only throw his head back and moan as he felt Albert move his hand up and onto his shaft.
Albert’s large hands had no problem fitting around Jesse completely, and he used every bit of surface area to pleasure him. He moved up and down quickly—no need to be delicate now. Whenever he reached Jesse’s pointed tip, he used his palm to quickly and softly circle around the most sensitive area.
After one or two strokes, Albert frowned. He wasn’t quite getting the kind of motion he wanted. He stopped for a moment and reached up under Jesse’s lower lip, holding his palm out flat. He withdrew his arm from Jesse’s shoulder in order to grab his hair once more and force his face downward.
“Spit,” he commanded in Jesse’s ear.
Jesse tried to spit, but only managed to let a long string of thick drool dribble down his chin and into Albert’s palm. It would do.
His hand now lubricated with a mixture of his and Jesse’s juices, Albert moved his hand back down once more—though he kept his fingers tangled up in Jesse’s hair. Yes, this was Jesse’s reward, but Albert needed to let him know he was still in charge; he could still take this away from him at any moment if he so chose.
Jesse didn’t complain when he felt Albert’s wet palm begin its motions again, this time working faster and harder than before. With his own spit lubricating the action, Jesse moaned even louder.
Albert leaned his mouth into Jesse’s ear and moaned in concert with him, pleasured by the mere sound of Jesse’s gasps and groans. He worked his hand up and down Jesse’s cock, flicking his thumb along his head every now and then and enjoying the yelp it elicited from the shorter kid.
“Oh god,” Jesse exclaimed. “Oh god, I’m about to cum.”
Albert stopped all motion. Jesse tried to buck his hips up in order to get the stimulation he so badly needed right now.
“You want me to make you cum?” Albert said quietly, his lips tickling Jesse’s ear.
“Yes,” Jesse whispered desperately. “Yes, please. Please. I want you to make me cum. I want to cum for you.”
Albert growled softly. “Good boy.”
Then he began his action again in earnest, stroking up and down Jesse’s painfully hard prick. He didn’t let up until he felt the boy’s entire being shudder beneath his touch. He held his hand at the base of Jesse’s dick and watched as cum squirted into the sand. The flow lessened in pressure after two massive ropes had been shot, and soon a glob of semen oozed from the head of Jesse’s cock and down onto Albert’s fingers.
Satisfied, Albert stood and licked the remaining juices from his hands. Then, without another word, he turned and pushed his way back through the brush and onto the main beach. He knew Jesse needed some time to clean himself up before returning to polite society, but aftercare really wasn’t his thing.
Jesse was too stupefied to really care that his friend had left him alone. For a moment he just sat, reveling in the debauchery he’d longed for since grade school. How had it happened so quickly? Why now, and never before? These were questions for another time. For now, he had to rejoin the group before they went looking and found him a mess.
Jesse reached up and wiped whatever he could from his face. He tried to use the sand to then dry his snot, spit, tears, and cum, but all that earned him was an even messier hand. Slowly, he got to his feet. Whatever grits of messy sand he could wipe away on his legs, he did so. He worried that the other boys would still notice something had happened to him, but could do nothing else.
Besides, he thought idly, excitedly,maybe it’s best to come out of the closet after all. He remembered the semi Randy had been sporting after just arriving at the beach and Gavin’s green speedo tossed in his face. Did any of that mean anything that Jesse hadn’t noticed?
Jesse carefully pushed his way out of the clearing, stopping as he reentered the beach. He looked around hopefully for his friends and saw them all walking up the sand towards the car. Gavin glanced around in slow, searching circles.
Without another thought, Jesse jogged to catch up to the group before they too could abandon him. His soft prick bobbed against his thigh, and he felt another small drip of cum leak out onto his leg. He couldn’t worry about that now, however.
“There he is!” Gavin called with a grin as he saw Jesse returning to them. “We thought you’d met up with another group and decided to ditch out on us.”
The jocular boy flicked his eyes quickly down Jesse’s body, but he didn’t say anything more—a rarity for Gavin. Randy simply clapped Jess on the back as they all returned to the van. Derek said nothing, didn’t even look at Jesse. In fact, Jesse thought he saw a flash of annoyance in the boy’s eyes, but as long as the asshole was quiet, Jesse wouldn’t complain.
Each boy exhausted and sun-burnt from their time on the beach, they loaded up into the car. Gavin sat alone in the back now so he could stretch out his legs and lay down. None of them bothered to put on their shorts.
“That was fun,” Jesse said. He felt like every eye in the car turned to look at him. He suddenly blushed, remembering the dark red hickey that Albert had left there, a mark that he was now claimed. Quietly, he added, “We should come again sometime.”
From out of the corner of his eye, he caught Albert smirking at him. “Yes,” he said. “We definitely should.”