Birdie beach - A day of firsts
This is about an outing in between lockdowns last year.
It was one of those rare summer like days mid-autumn, so I decided to take the day off and head to the beach. My stomach was filled with nervous excitement as I drove to a well known nude beach for the very first time.
I drove down the hill into the almost empty carpark, only three cars, but it being early morning mid-week probably not unusual. I parked the car, paid for parking, grabbed my gear and headed off. After a short walk I arrived at the two pathways that lead to the beach, one on the left to the nude part of the beach or to the right for the "non" nude part.
First time for everything, I said to myself and started walking down the path to the left. A little way down the path opens up where you can choose to walk along the back of the sand dune along the creek or head higher up on top of the dunes. I chose the later thinking I would be able to see more and get a good lay of the land. Reaching the top of the dune I realised I still had clothes on. Thinking that was probably bad form I started to strip off.
My heart was pounding and I was a bit anxious when all I had left to remove were my speedos, but when in Rome... There I was, standing on a nude beach naked for the first time, the warm sun felt great, and the light breeze felt nice whipping around my cock and balls. Walking along the dunes it was not long before I came across a guy laying face down, he was tanned for the most part but his white butt and thighs told me he did not do this sort of thing often.
A little further along, in a small dip of the dune, was another guy lying on his back, covered in oil and not a hint of white skin anywhere. Clearly not his first time. As I got closer I realised that this guy would every now and then move his hand down to his cock and give it a bit of a squeeze and tug. Pretty bold I thought but figured this sort of thing was probably not uncommon. Only a few meters from him now i could tell he was probably in his 60s and pretty fit for his age, with a fair size cock also covered in oil.
He nodded and said, "Morning." I replied with a nervous hello as I walked on by. Nearing the end of the dune area there were a couple of other people walking to the north of the beach and another body laying near the creek. I spotted an area to lay my towel at the back of the beach with a large rock that offered a bit of shade.
I had been there about 20 minutes feeling quite relaxed and watching a few people walking along the surf edge up to the rocks and back down again — some clothed and some not. I also noticed more people walking the same path I had over the dunes and setting up either there or in the flat sand near the creek. While looking, I noticed my tanned friend was standing up and seemed to be looking around a bit before walking down the hill towards the surf, he walked along the edge for a bit before walking back up the beach in my direction. As he got nearer, he headed north again for about 20 meters, turning back again walking past where I was lying, and stopping a few meters away, looking towards the ocean.
After a minute or so he turned toward me; "Beautiful day." "Sure is," I replied.
Taking a few steps closer he said, "I don't think I've seen you here before?"
I explained that I had lived in the area all my life, but this was the first time I had been here.
He chuckled a little and started to tell me that he retired here five years ago and comes here nearly every day, all the while brushing his cock with his hand as he spoke.
"Mind if I sit down?" he asked. "Sure," I replied. "So what do you think of the beach, then?"
I told him that it was a nice spot, not too busy and plenty of room to be by yourself for a newbie like me. I also mentioned that I expected to see some women, but it seems to be only men here today. He responded with a laugh saying, "You really are new here, aren't you?"
The look on my face must have indicated my confusion and he went on to explain that the blokes are not just here for the suntan grabbing at his cock and balls again.
"What do you mean?" I asked. "We come here to play."
When I did not respond, he simply said, "Are you here to suck cock or get your cock sucked?"
I was taken aback at his directness, but the tantalising tingle in my groin was undeniable.
"Definitely not the first, but maybe the later," I replied. "Ah that's a shame... me too."
He went on to explain that all types come here, gay, bi, straight, married and they are all looking to either take a load or loose one. He told me that at the northern end near the rocks, you will usually find a younger crowd and sometimes group action. The dunes do see some action but is a bit riskier if there are people who don't care for that kind of thing, but the real action is across the creek in bushes and surrounds.
"But don't worry you're sure to attract some attention with that," nodding towards my semi erect cock.
"I'm going to head over the creek if you want to tag along," he asked.
What the hell, I thought, we both stood up and moved off walking through the knee-deep water to the other side.
We walked up a little along somewhat of a trail and through the bushes until we shortly came across two guys tucked away, one was on his knees while the second was standing in front thrusting his cock in and out of the other's mouth.
I was instantly hard and a little embarrassed trying to cover up my hard on.
"Haha... don't be shy — just enjoy it," said my new friend as he stood there stroking his now hard cock.
Another first, watching a guy getting a blow job while looking at another guy wanking off to it.
Moments later I heard the guy getting blown say, "I'm gonna cum," before withdrawing his cock and lashing the other guy's face with thick ropes of cum. When finished, he slapped the guy's face with his now semi hard cock before walking away.
The guy remained on his knees and simply beckoned my new friend over. Without hesitation, he walked straight over and stood before him after a moment he looked over his shoulder and said to me, "He will do both of us if you like."
Too shy and nervous I declined, happy to observe but very keen to wank off while I did.
My cock was so hard now and dripping with pre-cum, I slowly started to stoke myself getting so lost in what was happening in front of me that I did not notice another guy arrive.
"Mind if I join you?" "Sure," too surprised to offer anything else.
So there I was, wanking off with another bloke — another first.
As I focused on pleasuring myself I noticed the other guy was slowly getting closer to my left side to the point our thighs were slightly touching he then slowly started to angle himself more my way until eventually his cock was brushing the back of my hand. Shocked at first but thought why not I extended a couple of fingers and moved them along his shaft a little before he repositioned his cock and was sliding between my thigh and hand. Fuck it, I thought, closed my hand around his cock and started wanking him...another first for me.
Doing this left-handed was a bit awkward; if I'm going to this I'm going to do it right. I let go of my cock, stepped across to the right, now facing him I reached down and grabbed his cock in my right hand in what I would call a reverse grip with my thumb and forefinger at the base and my palm on the underside of his shaft. I held a firm grip on the way up, releasing my middle, ring and pinky finger at the top of the stroke before sliding back down the shaft keeping my thumb and forefinger tight around his cock. This seemed to be working well, was extracting enough pre-cum to use as a bit of lube and soon was in a good rhythm. I could tell by the guy's gentle rocking of hips, his head back and eyes closed that he liked what I was doing and I gave me the chance to take in what was happening.
His cock was about the same size as me but not quite as thick, he was hard as a rock but it felt soft and velvety in my hand if that makes sense. My cock was now twitching up and down, dripping long stands of pre-cum from my painfully engorged knob and needed to cum bad. At that moment the guy's thrusting became more urgent and was starting to breathe heavier, I re focused and his cock, reaching out with my left hand to gently caress his balls. This seemed to do the trick and he yelled out, "Oh fuck, yeah," and with a grunt shot a thick heavy spurt of cum hitting me on my hip followed by another two landing on the top of my thigh. I held him firmly as he thrust through my hand as the last of his orgasm subsides. I was aching for release, let go of him and pointed my angry twitching cock in his direction, thinking he would respond in kind. He simply thanked me, turned on his heels and walked way.
Bloody hell, how rude. I reached down and started pumping my cock, my balls tight and painful for release, watching my other friend pushing his cock deep down the throat of the other guy, and then boom! I let go of the biggest orgasm I have ever had: five or six powerful spurts flying out three feet in front of me, and a tingling feeling just inside my arse, which was also a new sensation.
I noticed my friend had also finished walking over to me, saying that it looks like I had fun. All I could do was nod.
So to recap a day of firsts: first time at a nude beach; first time naked in public; first time watching a guy get a blow job; first time touching and wanking another man; first time wearing another man's cum; and first time cumming while watching two men.
Quite a day.
It was one of those rare summer like days mid-autumn, so I decided to take the day off and head to the beach. My stomach was filled with nervous excitement as I drove to a well known nude beach for the very first time.
I drove down the hill into the almost empty carpark, only three cars, but it being early morning mid-week probably not unusual. I parked the car, paid for parking, grabbed my gear and headed off. After a short walk I arrived at the two pathways that lead to the beach, one on the left to the nude part of the beach or to the right for the "non" nude part.
First time for everything, I said to myself and started walking down the path to the left. A little way down the path opens up where you can choose to walk along the back of the sand dune along the creek or head higher up on top of the dunes. I chose the later thinking I would be able to see more and get a good lay of the land. Reaching the top of the dune I realised I still had clothes on. Thinking that was probably bad form I started to strip off.
My heart was pounding and I was a bit anxious when all I had left to remove were my speedos, but when in Rome... There I was, standing on a nude beach naked for the first time, the warm sun felt great, and the light breeze felt nice whipping around my cock and balls. Walking along the dunes it was not long before I came across a guy laying face down, he was tanned for the most part but his white butt and thighs told me he did not do this sort of thing often.
A little further along, in a small dip of the dune, was another guy lying on his back, covered in oil and not a hint of white skin anywhere. Clearly not his first time. As I got closer I realised that this guy would every now and then move his hand down to his cock and give it a bit of a squeeze and tug. Pretty bold I thought but figured this sort of thing was probably not uncommon. Only a few meters from him now i could tell he was probably in his 60s and pretty fit for his age, with a fair size cock also covered in oil.
He nodded and said, "Morning." I replied with a nervous hello as I walked on by. Nearing the end of the dune area there were a couple of other people walking to the north of the beach and another body laying near the creek. I spotted an area to lay my towel at the back of the beach with a large rock that offered a bit of shade.
I had been there about 20 minutes feeling quite relaxed and watching a few people walking along the surf edge up to the rocks and back down again — some clothed and some not. I also noticed more people walking the same path I had over the dunes and setting up either there or in the flat sand near the creek. While looking, I noticed my tanned friend was standing up and seemed to be looking around a bit before walking down the hill towards the surf, he walked along the edge for a bit before walking back up the beach in my direction. As he got nearer, he headed north again for about 20 meters, turning back again walking past where I was lying, and stopping a few meters away, looking towards the ocean.
After a minute or so he turned toward me; "Beautiful day." "Sure is," I replied.
Taking a few steps closer he said, "I don't think I've seen you here before?"
I explained that I had lived in the area all my life, but this was the first time I had been here.
He chuckled a little and started to tell me that he retired here five years ago and comes here nearly every day, all the while brushing his cock with his hand as he spoke.
"Mind if I sit down?" he asked. "Sure," I replied. "So what do you think of the beach, then?"
I told him that it was a nice spot, not too busy and plenty of room to be by yourself for a newbie like me. I also mentioned that I expected to see some women, but it seems to be only men here today. He responded with a laugh saying, "You really are new here, aren't you?"
The look on my face must have indicated my confusion and he went on to explain that the blokes are not just here for the suntan grabbing at his cock and balls again.
"What do you mean?" I asked. "We come here to play."
When I did not respond, he simply said, "Are you here to suck cock or get your cock sucked?"
I was taken aback at his directness, but the tantalising tingle in my groin was undeniable.
"Definitely not the first, but maybe the later," I replied. "Ah that's a shame... me too."
He went on to explain that all types come here, gay, bi, straight, married and they are all looking to either take a load or loose one. He told me that at the northern end near the rocks, you will usually find a younger crowd and sometimes group action. The dunes do see some action but is a bit riskier if there are people who don't care for that kind of thing, but the real action is across the creek in bushes and surrounds.
"But don't worry you're sure to attract some attention with that," nodding towards my semi erect cock.
"I'm going to head over the creek if you want to tag along," he asked.
What the hell, I thought, we both stood up and moved off walking through the knee-deep water to the other side.
We walked up a little along somewhat of a trail and through the bushes until we shortly came across two guys tucked away, one was on his knees while the second was standing in front thrusting his cock in and out of the other's mouth.
I was instantly hard and a little embarrassed trying to cover up my hard on.
"Haha... don't be shy — just enjoy it," said my new friend as he stood there stroking his now hard cock.
Another first, watching a guy getting a blow job while looking at another guy wanking off to it.
Moments later I heard the guy getting blown say, "I'm gonna cum," before withdrawing his cock and lashing the other guy's face with thick ropes of cum. When finished, he slapped the guy's face with his now semi hard cock before walking away.
The guy remained on his knees and simply beckoned my new friend over. Without hesitation, he walked straight over and stood before him after a moment he looked over his shoulder and said to me, "He will do both of us if you like."
Too shy and nervous I declined, happy to observe but very keen to wank off while I did.
My cock was so hard now and dripping with pre-cum, I slowly started to stoke myself getting so lost in what was happening in front of me that I did not notice another guy arrive.
"Mind if I join you?" "Sure," too surprised to offer anything else.
So there I was, wanking off with another bloke — another first.
As I focused on pleasuring myself I noticed the other guy was slowly getting closer to my left side to the point our thighs were slightly touching he then slowly started to angle himself more my way until eventually his cock was brushing the back of my hand. Shocked at first but thought why not I extended a couple of fingers and moved them along his shaft a little before he repositioned his cock and was sliding between my thigh and hand. Fuck it, I thought, closed my hand around his cock and started wanking him...another first for me.
Doing this left-handed was a bit awkward; if I'm going to this I'm going to do it right. I let go of my cock, stepped across to the right, now facing him I reached down and grabbed his cock in my right hand in what I would call a reverse grip with my thumb and forefinger at the base and my palm on the underside of his shaft. I held a firm grip on the way up, releasing my middle, ring and pinky finger at the top of the stroke before sliding back down the shaft keeping my thumb and forefinger tight around his cock. This seemed to be working well, was extracting enough pre-cum to use as a bit of lube and soon was in a good rhythm. I could tell by the guy's gentle rocking of hips, his head back and eyes closed that he liked what I was doing and I gave me the chance to take in what was happening.
His cock was about the same size as me but not quite as thick, he was hard as a rock but it felt soft and velvety in my hand if that makes sense. My cock was now twitching up and down, dripping long stands of pre-cum from my painfully engorged knob and needed to cum bad. At that moment the guy's thrusting became more urgent and was starting to breathe heavier, I re focused and his cock, reaching out with my left hand to gently caress his balls. This seemed to do the trick and he yelled out, "Oh fuck, yeah," and with a grunt shot a thick heavy spurt of cum hitting me on my hip followed by another two landing on the top of my thigh. I held him firmly as he thrust through my hand as the last of his orgasm subsides. I was aching for release, let go of him and pointed my angry twitching cock in his direction, thinking he would respond in kind. He simply thanked me, turned on his heels and walked way.
Bloody hell, how rude. I reached down and started pumping my cock, my balls tight and painful for release, watching my other friend pushing his cock deep down the throat of the other guy, and then boom! I let go of the biggest orgasm I have ever had: five or six powerful spurts flying out three feet in front of me, and a tingling feeling just inside my arse, which was also a new sensation.
I noticed my friend had also finished walking over to me, saying that it looks like I had fun. All I could do was nod.
So to recap a day of firsts: first time at a nude beach; first time naked in public; first time watching a guy get a blow job; first time touching and wanking another man; first time wearing another man's cum; and first time cumming while watching two men.
Quite a day.
4 months ago