I woke up at about 5 until 1, got dressed, and went to the “dick dock.” I sat a while in the “outer area,” just watching folks come in. At about 1:40, flashlights came around the corner, and the cops said, “Okay, gentleman, clear it out.” People ran frantically out of there in the opposite direction of the police. I just walked out to the water’s edge, since it’s not at all illegal to be on the beach.
After about five minutes, the place started to fill back up. I again, went into the entry area, and sat for a while. I ventured a little further back after a while, and watched some oral sex going on, and then back to the railing in the entry area. A few minutes later I saw this guy, who looked hot from the waist down come down to the end where I was, and peek under the rafters a couple of times to try and see my face. After a few more minutes he came out into the entry area and sat next to me on the railing.
He had his dick out, which was very thick, and about 7 inches soft. I got right up and stood in front of him facing him, and started rubbing his cock. He did the same to me, and I was instantly hard. We stared into each other’s eyes a lot, and I had the strangest feeling that he was one of those “straight guys” that only jack off with other guys, but don’t do anything else. I leaned toward his face like I was going to kiss him, and he tilted his head to the side like he didn’t want to do it. I stared at him again, though, and his beautiful eyes locked back.
He lifted up my t-shirt, and started rubbing my nipples. Then, he bent over and started sucking and biting the right one. I don’t particularly like that, and it hurt a little, but his masculinity and wantonness just worked me.
After about 5 minutes, he said, (I thought), “I’m gonna pass,” and walked a few steps away. Then, I heard him pissing like a racehorse. I wanted to poke my head around and watch him, but I was afraid he would think I wanted him to piss on me or something, so I didn’t.
He turned back when he was done, with his dick still out, and I stood up beside him, and whispered, “jack my dick; you’ll make me cum.” He took a firm hold of it, and started going at it. He was doing me so good. Then he pushed his hand back, and grabbed part of my balls with my dick, and jacked me some more. I squirmed a little to try and get his hand back where it was, which worked, and I started moaning. He pulled it faster, and I let go, falling over a little with my head onto his hunky shoulder as I shot. We were both looking down, and saw streams of cum shooting out into the sand. What a man he was.
I decided to hang out a little more, and cum one more time. About 10 minutes later, I worked my way toward the back a little where some more oral sex was going on in a group. I spotted this guy I had seen at The Vault a couple of times. Short guy, thin, nice hairy legs. He was actually with that “Kel” guy Steve had met at The Vault on Saturday night, and he reminded me of Rob a little, which of course gave me instant wood.
I watched him move around in the dark a little, and then stop in front of me, but not looking at me. He had his dick out and was playing with it. I walked over to him and put my hand on his cock. It was little, which I like, and was semi-hard. He started touching me, reached down into my pants and rubbed my dick, and then pulled my pants down around my knees. He kissed me on the lips (no tongue) a couple of times, and once said, “You’re so cute.”
He jacked me off, and I came on the ground between his legs. “Did I do you good?” he asked me at least three times over the next few minutes. I said yes, and didn’t mention that it was the second time in about 15 minutes. He didn’t seem interested in being reciprocated, so I pulled up my pants and left.