When I was younger, the day after I passed my license test, I decided to do something I had always wanted to do. Drive myself to the clothing nude beach near Miami, in South Florida. I didn't plan on participating and I most definitely didn't plan on losing my virginity. But you know what they say about plans.
I guess it was just a thrill I had been yearning to seek since I was a little guy, riding thru the area several times a week, passing by. I always wondered what was on the other side of those bushes, and that day, I found out. Looking back, I'm sure I looked out of place. A prude young guy, still awkward and walking alone up and down the beach while hundreds of tan guys and girls and men and women went about their day - soaking up the sun and swimming and picnicing all without the restriction of clothes. Except for myself. I was always a shy kid - at home in the swimming pool, I swam with my shirt on. Really for no reason, though. I've always been tall, lean and toned and nicely built, tan, dark hair, etc. For some reason, though, I gathered up the confidence to take off my shirt and relax in my slightly oversized board shorts. And just as soon as I sat down on my beach towel, I was greeted by a guy that would soon change my life. Who knew!?
He was, for a lack of better word, sexy. Typically, I'd say hot, cute, pretty, beautiful, etc., but none of those worked for him. Just sexy - he was tall and had a killer smooth body, dark skin, dark eyes, nearly scalped hair, and wore a white pair of super small tight trunks. See, my whole life I knew I was attracted to guys as well as girls, but never had I even thought about acting on it. Until just a few minutes, possibly even seconds later. I don't know what I was thinking, or saying for that matter, but I was up and on my way to somewhere with this total stranger, 3 years older than myself. It was very out of character, but a rush indeed! Somehow I guess I had agreed to take this guy back to my truck in the parking lot and do who knows what!
No time was wasted. As soon as we shut the doors, his lips were on mine. His body was shifted over the middle console and his hands were on my chest, pinning me down to the driver's seat while he kissed me and shoved his tongue into mine. This was all new to me, and yes it felt wrong, but I would draw no lines. His hands slid down to my nipples and his mouth started to move, sucking my neck, my collar bones, my chest, my nipples, and finally his hands found my dick. At first I felt a bit insecure, but there was no time for that. He reclined my seat back and his mouth continued downward - across my abs, damp with sweat, while his hand untied my board shorts. His other hand explored my back and I could feel his warm mouth kissing and licking right above the loosened waistband. It wasn't his first rodeo, that was for certain. My shorts were around my ankles before I knew what hit me, and his lips wrapped around my cock. I was blown away. I always tried to imagine what it would feel like, and here it was. (I know now that he was actually very good at what he was doing, comparing to the many experiences I've had up to now). When I found myself, one hand was on top of his head, just as I had seen in every porn I had watched, and one hand was sliding down his back and into his trunks while I grabbed and played with his nice muscular ass. I pushed the trunks down a bit and reached further down, into his crack and lightly grazed his balls. It was bliss. The windows were tinted, I was parked at the end of the lot, removed from all possible distraction. Right where I wanted to be; because I could do this all evening and night long. Which wasn't far off
(I'm sorry I'm so wordy, I just get descriptive - this is half of the story. Gotta run for now, but let me know if I should finish!)