"Wanna Ride"?

Another from the 'archives'.,.which happened in July 2018.

I still hope that one day, I shall bump in to the 2nd guy I write about!! (far from the best sex, but one HOT encounter)

At the end of an intense week, I unexpectedly had some time to myself on a warm, sunny day. I could have found things to do, but instead, opted to give myself a break and go to the nearby naturist beach, which I frequented many years ago.

As an aside, I met my first BF at the same beach, in 1987. In fact I met his brother first. I went back 2 weeks later and thought I was having sex with the same fellow, but it turned out to be his identical twin! We dated for 4 years!.

Anyway...I'd only just arrived at the beach to find I was being followed by an attractive blond fella. He looks a bit like a youngish Jason Donovan, with a naturally smooth and bronzed body. As I settled in my spot, he moved his 'space' to be just a few yards away, from where he frequently showed me his rock hard dick from under the sarong he had wrapped around him. Not being so shy, once comfortable, I lay down with him in plain view and started to stoke myself. At this point, the vultures started to gather round, obviously assuming something was going to happened between us. It was only 10 mins or so since I arrived, but the cutie stood up and dropped his sarong to reveal the most sexy, cute 'white bits' buns. Oh how I'd have loved to have slipped my cock in between them. He came. to sit next to me. Not a lot happened actually, but we spent maybe 30 mins, wanking, sucking, and kissing. His cock was slightly smaller than average, but permanently erect and ramrod straight. We had a quite a few guys standing around watching and wanking which seemed to bother him slightly. Personally, I'm happy with an audience, so wasn't concerned.

Of course, it got to the point that I wanted to cum. He said he wanted mt load on his chest, so whereas he was sitting on the sand, I kneeled in front of him and instructed him to squeeze my balls as hard as possible, which he did. It wasn't long before my thick, salty load gushed out on to his chest as I wrapped my arm around his head and pulled him towards me. At the same time, with his spare hand he was able to wank himself and before I had expunged the last drops from my balls, he shot 5 or 6 huge watery loads up to my abdomen.

Quite impressive shots, I have to say. As he was quite a mess, after a short rest to recover, he asked me (in what turned out to be a Dutch accent) to go for a swim with him to clean up. I declined. I was quite happy to let his spunk dry on me...and also quite happy to stay where I was and watch his perfect white buns disappear into the water. Post swim, we sat and chatted for a while, before he dressed, and set off home to his BF.

I remained on the beach a good few more hours....more relaxed for the early encounter. So..several hours later, I too, set off home. The journey back involved a drive of several miles along some country roads. It was along one such stretch, between villages, I saw a guy, all dressed up, walking at a pace in the same direction as me. I was in go great rush to get anywhere, so out of the goodness of my heart (...and nothing to do with the fact that he appeared to be very attractive from a distance. Ahem!)...I pulled over and leaned out the window to call over and ask if he would like a lift anywhere. As he was getting closer, I could see quite how handsome he was. Very much like Mark Wright (pictured), and nicely presented. He had a real cheeky grin. So very endearing. Long story short, it turns out he had been let down by a mate who should have picked him up to take him into town...some 12 miles away, so, he was racing to the train station in the next village. I pointed out that I was also heading into town and suggested I could take him all the whole way.

He was delighted. He wiggled round to the passenger side and climbed in. In doing so, he picked up my phone which was on the seat. He put the phone on his lap and buckled up, while thanking me again. As I pulled away, he picked up my phone again and asked where he should put it.

I suggested a recess on the dash. As he placed it there, he laughed and as asked if I was hoping to get lucky, referring the the open Grindr app on my phone, and enquired if that was '''...like Tindr, or something?' Oop! I forgot (genuinely) I was logged on to Grindr. Well, he'd already seen it and didn't seem horrified by the fact that he might have just got into a car with a homosexual, so I said, 'Yes, it's like Tindr, but I'm not sure why I logged on as I've already had a bit of fun this afternoon''. The conversation went on something like this. Him; Oh right. So did you pick someone up on there?' (the app) Me; No, I've been to the naturist beach. Met someone there. Him; Ah, ok. I know about the nudist beach, but I've never been. Must be handy knowing there are places you can go for ..you know...to get a bit of action?' Me. Yes, I suppose it is. You should try it. You never know, you might get lucky. Him; Nah..I've never been with a bloke. Me: I meant with a woman. Women do go there. Him: Oh right! I was told it's only ever men! Me: No...granted it is mostly men, but there are some women who like to get in on the action. Saw a couple at it as I was leaving today. Him: (laughing) Oh right. See it all down there then! (cheeky laugh), I suppose if I didn't have any luck with a woman, some bloke might give me...well....you know....hahaha Me: I have no doubt. A bloke like you would have them queuing up.

(Smile...as I feel stirring in my very loose fitting shorts. Could be awkward if I get too hard) Him: Laugh. Silence. Him; So is it all quite open at the beach? I mean are there hidden, private places to go? Me. No need to worry about that. People usually gather round to watch. That straight couple I saw had a few blokes standing round watching. Him: It's quite full on then? Me: Oh yes. Me and the bloke I was with, had an audience too. Him: Shit. Oh..excuse me... I didn't know it was like that. Sounds quite, well...horny. Me: Once, on a nudist beach in France, I….(awkward) ...'serviced' several men who were watching another guy and 2 women, shagging on the beach. Him: Shit! (Silence) So you did, ..like...what? Me: Sucking and wanking them really (Now I AM hard. How quickly the conversation has got to this stage!!!). Him: Making them, .. you know..orgasm? Me. Yes. Him: So what's it like sucking another bloke? Me: ...umm...er...have you ever asked a girl that question? Its the same really. Him: I suppose so. A mate once said he reckons blokes give head better, coz they know what it feels like. Me: Well..it's like anything. Some are good at it. Other's aren't (silence) Him: Don't answer if it's too personal (he's got a more serious way about him now), but do you..like ...swallow a guys ….cum? Me: Sometimes. Him: I don't usually cum in a girls mouth, but when I have, they always spit it out. It's kind of off putting. Must taste shit? Me: I usually like it, but the taste can vary quite a lot, though to be honest, it's usually pumped straight down my throat, so I don't taste it much. Him: Fuck (almost under his breath) I kind of like the sound of that. Me: (getting slightly over excited but trying to remain calm. Joking...but not really joking), hahah...What? Pumping your load down my throat? Him:...(slightly, embarrassed) No, I meant... haha...you know what I mean. Me: Maybe some hot woman will be willing this evening. Him: Doubt it. I'm out with my mates tonight. Likely to get messy (drinking), but you never know. I could always go to the beach on my way home if I'm still horny. Hahaha. (at this point, I noticed he was having to re-adjust himself in his jeans.) Me (silently taking a deep breath....) 'Still Horny'? (nodding toward his lap) Looks like you HAVE got yourself worked up. Him ; Well..you know what it's like. The sun kind of does that. I should have sorted myself out in the shower. My balls will probably drop off by the end of the night. Me (after an awkward moment..not quite sure how best I respond, but trying to be as casual as is humanly possible in the moment). Don't mind me if you want to have a wank. I won't look. (Thinking 'YES I FUCKING WILL'). Him (again, almost under his breath) Kind of like the idea of pumping my jizz down someones throat. Me...(after a pause and trying NOT to crash the car and sound casual). If you're not fussy....I'd could probably force myself to help you with that. (hard swallowing going on) I glanced across at him...slightly nervously. He was now looking at me in such a way that he was either imagining his cock in my mouth, or trying to work out where on my face he was going to punch me. Him (after what felt like 4 days and 8 hours of deliberation)...you want to? Me. Always happy to help out a good looking bloke in need. Him (pause), Fuck. Go on then!

I almost shot my own load, hands free, at that point, but I was already trying to think where to go. About 5 or 6 minutes in the car...and this was happening!!!

We were on the outskirts of the town, passing the university campus where I worked many years ago, I suggested that the staff car park would be virtually empty,, being a Sunday. and at the far end, it's tree lined. With his agreement (of sorts) I turned the car around. In a couple of minutes...hoping he didn't change his mind...I pulled up at a remote part of the car park. I got out of the car and walked round to his side...my solid dick sticking out rather obviously. As he got out of the car, I was eager to get going, primarily because I still thought he might chicken out. I guided him back against the car as his door closing movement had some hesitation. I dropped to my knees and quick had a feel of his ample bulge. He struck me as being a builder...slightly rough round the edges....but well groomed. (I found out later, his IS a builder). I unzipped his jeans...and almost immediately...he assisted by undoing his button, nervously looking around. In the brief time I had previously seen him standing, I guessed he was fairly stocky in build...or muscled. As the clothes began to reveal his body, I was pleased to see a solid form. Lifting his shirt slightly, I could see he was fairly smooth, but my interest at this point was what was in is navy boxer briefs. Together we pushed/pulled his trousers down, followed by his boxers, enough to reveal a nice 6 incher, fairly thick, uncut dick. It was quite similar to mine actually, but with more foreskin. His balls were clean shaven but his pubic bush was blissfully in tact, save for a light trim, I suspect. It was all as neat and tidy as the rest of him. Gently pulling back his foreskin, I quickly wrapped my hungry lips around his clean, shiny knob. I was already summing up the fact that he wasn't so big that I'd not be able to deep throat him (not something I'm a natural at) but it was also a good mouthful. With the first touch of my lips, he leaned back against the car, pushing his hips froward. This position was fine as I played with his bell-end and licked the length of his shaft, but because he was so erect and relatively inflexible, I had to raise myself slightly to start taking more of his cock into my mouth without scrapping this delightful piece of meat along my teeth. As I started to take him deeper, into the top of my throat, the verbal groan's and 'Fuck's' began. One hand lightly rested on my head, joined by the other as I got into a bit of a blowing rhythm. The position was slightly awkward for me (not that I was going to complain), which I think he sensed as I shuffled about slightly. Quite suddenly he pulled his dick from my mouth, leaned forward to push his pants etc to his ankles, bent his knees slightly..to lower his overall height, leaned against the car again than then with some assertiveness, took my head in both hands and pulled it forward on to his throbbing cock.. which went straight down my throat. The suddenness of it caused me to gag. He let my head go...looked down at me as I gathered myself together, and apologised. I glanced up to see a genuine, apologetic look on his face. 'No Need' I replied as I dived head first into his groin. This time prepared to take his full length down my throat. 'Fuuuuck!' he exclaimed. Once again, gently at first, then with more pressure, he held my head and we got into a thrusting/sucking rhythm. With the exception of occasional gag ...which he ignored now, the rhythm was good.

It didn't go on for long before the verbal stared to get a louder and his grip go tighter. He was soon holding my head still, so he was basically face fucking me. Purely to steady myself (moi? Ahem!) I reached round to hold on to what felt like perfectly solid buns..the muscles rippling and tensing in my hands as he thrust back and forth. Once again, the position had become slightly awkward so I let go of one butt cheek and instead, held on to his balls with the free hand.

That seemed to take him to the next level. His body jerked and tensed in a good way. He was going to shoot. I swapped hands so I was now holding his nuts and my own dick which was easily accessible in my loose shorts. I felt him stand up...no longer leaning on the car. In fact he was leaning over me now. I pulled my head back slightly so his cock was still thrusting in my mouth, but not down my throat. He didn't resist, but didn't stop either (not that I wanted him to). I needed a moment before what I imagined was going to be the final push. The last thing I wanted was to have to come up for air just as the load he was going to squirt down my throat, started to gush forth. I took the few moments to catch up with my masturbating too. When I was ready, I plunged my head forward and gently yanked on his balls, as his cock slid effortlessly down my throat. It was all he needed. He held my head still one again as he made a few long deep thrust before he pulled my face right into him and the low growling exhalation, accompanied by a series of small, fast thrusts, told me he was indeed, unleashing his creamy jizz deep down my throat.

I had the vaguest taste of it, which, accompanied by my urgent stroking, was enough for me to momentarily disappear into the world of ecstasy as I forced my face even harder into his groin and joined the ejaculation fest, spilling my 2nd load of the day onto the hot black tarmac. All too soon, it was over. He fell back against the car again, taking his wet sticky cock with him, allowing me to breath! For a moment I stayed on my knees, holding on to his smooth, muscled legs. While there, I quickly contemplated how he might now re-act. Awkward? Dismissive? Amused? After a few seconds, I stood. He looked at me, kind of laughed..but in his nice, cheeky way. With one hand he reached out and took hold of my jaw. Obviously feeling slightly awkward, he let go of my face and started to reach down to pull up his trousers. Before he got too far, I told him to wait. I immediately leaned forward, took his softening ..but still engorged, cock in my mouth and sucked out and remaining traces of cum. As I stood, I said, 'There...good to go'. He smiled, pulled up his boxers and tucked himself away. He was acting a little coy, but looked all the cuter for it. I would like to have watched him finish dressing, but I felt he would be more comfortable without me leering at him now. I cleaned the last traces of spunk from my own dick and tucked it back into my shorts. During the remaining journey..of about 8 or 9 minutes, he was much quieter. It was slightly stilted conversation, but not uncomfortable (that's when I learned he is a builder).

When we got to the place he wanted me to drop him, he didn't leap out of the car, as I expected. He turned and looked at me, and said, 'I don't really know what to say'. 'Thanks for the lift?'' I suggested. He smiled. 'Yeah, thanks for the lift mate''. He got out of the car and as he closed it said, 'See ya'.

Sadly, it's just a casual way of saying 'Goodbye'. I doubt I will see him again...unless he goes to the beach of course.