Glad to see there is still interest going with this story, both new and old! Thanks for all the comments and messages, they really are what motivate me to get writing. I can only apologise for the delays between chapters, I tend to fall in and out of phases where I like to write and not. I hope this newest chapter makes up for all of that.
Part 7 – Beach II
“You’re gay too?” stammered Ryan, looking almost as shocked as I had only moments ago, “You’re not just taking the piss out of me, are you?”
I gestured down to my dick, standing rock hard between us, “Does this look like a joke?”
“Oh yeah,” giggled Ryan, “We should probably do something about this, people are starting to look.”
I glanced around the beach. Sure enough, two grown men, hugging each other with their hard cocks pressed together had caught the attention of some of the other tourists on the beach. I blushed, but exposure only served to further harden my erection, which gave a slight pulse, standing a degree or two higher than before. Ryan suggested that we hide out in the sea until they we got soft again, so we walked down towards the shore. Ryan’s long dick pointed out in front of him, horizontal from his tight toned abs, swinging side to side like a compass needle leading us down the beach, and as I glanced down the motion of his walking caused his foreskin to slip back, exposing his pink head. We reached the sea and sat down in the shallow waves, letting the water cover our legs and hide our erections from public view. We sat quietly for a while, feeling the water and sun on our naked bodies, then Ryan began to talk about our recent revelations.
“So, I wanted to tell you both today, but obviously Matt couldn't make it, I’ll have to tell him another time,” he started. “Obviously, I knew all about that waterpark, I didn't think either of you would go for it, you wouldn't believe how surprised I was when you both did. Well, you saw, I couldn't even control myself,” he said with a nervous laugh, referencing his erection from the day before.
“Well you could have seen me naked any time,” I chuckled, “If you didn't hide in the cubicles in the gym locker rooms.”
“I was too embarrassed about getting a boner in front of you,” he admitted, “Even yesterday when we got naked at the water park, I told Matt I had use the toilet, but really I had to go rub one out, to keep my dick down, not that it lasted. Speaking of which, I don’t think this is going away unless I deal with it.”
He looked down embarrassedly, and I followed his eye, seeing his dick still rock hard and breaching the surface of the water. My own dick, although not as hard as before, was still firm, floating in the waves, and quickly sprang to attention as I watched Ryan’s uncovered head bob around in the sea.
“I don’t think anyone would notice if we jacked off here, we have our backs to the beach, and we’re half submerged anyway,” I glanced over to Ryan to see if he’d registered my subtle ‘we’. He still looked a little unsure, glancing around to see how close the nearest beach-goers were, so I took the lead, reached down and rolled back my own foreskin, exposing my sensitive head to the currents of salt water splashing around me.
I began to run my hand up and down the length of my now stiff cock, rolling my foreskin backwards and forwards over my sensitive tip, moving slowly and keeping movements to a minimum to lower the risk of being caught by anyone on the beach. Ryan watched me as I began to masturbate, making no attempts to pretend otherwise, and I looked back at him lying naked and hard in the water. He soon reached down and took hold of his own hard cock, no doubt immensely horny from watching me and from remembering the events of the past few days. He used one hand to grip the base of his dick, by his tight balls, and held his foreskin pulled back tight, as he used the seawater as lube to polish the head of his cock with his other hand. I was already on the verge of orgasm, but not wanting to rush this experience, slowed down my strokes. I ran through the events of the previous few days, the first sight of my friends naked, Ryan grabbing my erection at the hotel, Matt spilling his cum on my face as I massaged his huge dick, my cock grew hard as I continued stroking while imagining each scene. Lost in pleasure I had almost forgotten Ryan beside me, until I heard his voice.
“Helping hand?” he asked. I didn't know if he was asking for one, or offering, but I decided to take him up on both, leaning back a little to expose my hard dick to him, while reaching over and nudging his hand away from his own. I took his dick in my hand, feeling the difference in thickness and length compared to my own, and not for the first time that day wondered if I was not dreaming. I could feel the throb of his heart beat as I held his cock, then slowly began to stroke up and down his length. A small gasp escaped his lips as I flicked his foreskin over his sensitive, polished tip, and I realised I was using my own technique rather than his, and it was probably the first time anyone but himself had touched his cock. He settled himself and reached over to take hold of my own dick, that same jolt of electricity shooting through my body and he gripped my cock as he had yesterday. He too began using his own technique on me, keeping my foreskin back while polishing the exposed head of my dick with the palm of his hand. It was almost too much to bear and I let out a loud moan.
“Are you okay?” he asked, looking a little worried.
“Yeah, it just feels really good,” I replied, “Don’t stop, I'm almost there.”
He continued to stroke my dick, and felt the orgasm building up, slowing down my strokes of his dick, thinking only of my own. I soon reached my peak as Ryan caressed the tip of my cock, and blew spurt after spurt of thick cum into the sea, the powerful orgasm spreading through my body like wildfire. I let out a deep sigh, relishing in the feeling of the orgasm as I watched my cum float away on the waves, before turning back to Ryan, his eyes wide.
“That was amazing,” I said with a smile, “Are you ready?”
He nodded and I resumed stroking his dick, a little faster now, ready to bring him to the finish. His breathing grew heavier and I felt his dick stiffen even more in my hands, his balls drawing more tightly to the base of his cock. A moan and a throb and he too was squirting a thick stream of cum into the water around him. I continued to stroke his thick dick as he arched his back, his orgasm clearly as satisfying as my own, and stopped only when I’d squeezed every last drop of cum out of his firm cock. We sat in silence for a while, our dicks eventually going soft, then made a move to head back onto the beach.
We sat naked together, letting our wet bodies dry off in the warm sun. Ryan rolled over to face me.
“That was awesome, not what I was expecting when I suggested a trip down to the beach,” he said with a grin, “but there’s something else I want to tell you.” He looked a little sheepish, despite the experience we had just shared. “I kinda like you,” he admitted.
“You... like me?” I said, struggling to take it in.
“I know, we’re great friends, but I ‘like you’ like you. You’re funny and I love hanging with you... and you’re so hot. I just kinda wish we could be more than friends.” While talking he’d been sheepishly running his hands through the sand, now he looked up and saw me frowning. “Oh, jeez, you’re mad now. I shouldn't have said anything, just forget I said anything, I don’t want to ruin today.”
I grinned broadly, showing him I’d only been faking the mood. “I'm not annoyed by what you said,” I told him, “I'm annoyed you didn't tell me before now. We’ll have a lot of catching up to do.” I winked then leaned in and kissed him on the lips. Surprised, it was a few seconds before he kissed me back.
We stayed on the beach for a while, talking about everything from the guys passing us to what we were going to tell Matt when we got back. With the mention of Matt, the conversation soon turned back to the trip to the waterpark.
“I was kinda embarrassed yesterday at the waterpark,” Ryan said, “You and Matt both have huge dicks, and I'm a good inch or two shorter than both of you. Matt is cut and he’d still have me beaten on length even if I pulled out my foreskin.”
“You should see the size of him hard,” I chuckled, “Blows me out of the water.”
“You've seen him hard?” Said Ryan, astounded, “How did I miss that?”
Realising I’d dropped myself in it, I told Ryan the story of what had happened that morning, concluding that I was sure Matt was straight, and swearing him to secrecy.
“That’s pretty funny, I knew something was up,” said Ryan. “We should probably get going, he’ll be wondering where we are. Plus any more stories like that and I think I might get hard again.”
We stood up and began walking back to the lockers, letting our soft dicks swing freely as we walked among the clothed crowds still on the beach. We reached the locker and I turned to Ryan.
“I have a crazy idea,” I started, “You said nudity was legal on this whole island right? Well I'm kinda getting a buzz from being the only naked guys on this part of the beach, how about we just leave our shorts here?”
“And walk all the way back to the hotel naked?” asked Ryan, sounding incredulous, although I could tell by the catch in his voice that he was open to the idea. “Yeah, okay, why not.”
We headed away from the lockers, leaving our shorts behind, and continued towards the busier end of the beach still completely naked. We reached the end of the beach and began to walk back towards our hotel. I was excited as we walked naked past shops and restaurants, drawing looks from tourists who were clearly unacquainted with the lax laws of the island. As we walked I felt Ryan nudge my hand, then take hold of it. I reflected on the day, this morning I’d headed out to the beach with a friend who I thought was straight, and now I was walking though a crowded city centre, holding his hand, both of us completely naked.
We eventually reached the hotel, and walked exposed through the lobby, taking the lift to our floor. I realised I had left my room key with my shorts back on the beach, so we had to knock to get Matt to let us in. He opened the door and did a double take as he realised we were both completely nude.
“Again?” he said with a laugh, “Where have your clothes gone now?”
“It’s a long story,” I said with a knowing smile towards Ryan, “Sit down, we’ll tell you all about it.”