Shortly after I moved to California, I learned that there was a clothing optional private beach like an hour from where I lived. I wanted to check out what it was like, so I took a half day off at work and headed there in one sunny afternoon.
The beach was pretty big. It was a weekday afternoon, so I didn’t expect a lot of people but there were at least 10 people, all naked, walking around various sections of the beach. As I walked along the beach, I saw several square-shaped enclosures made from driftwood. Some people were sunbathing inside them.
I saw a naked guy reading a book in one of them and asked him what they were. He looked to be in his 20s, wearing glasses and a bit nerdy looking. Average-sized cock and balls with full dark brown pubes. His balls were particularly red and relaxed after soaking a lot of sunlight.
“Oh, these block winds and also give you some privacy, especially when you want to have some fun.”
“You mean people are having sex here?”
“Sure, why not?” He grinned.
Wow, a new thing I learned that day.
The weather was very nice. The sun was high and the air was cool. Not too hot, not too cold. Just about right. And I was thinking whether or not to get naked. Up until then, I was never fully nude in the nude beaches I visited. And this one was actually fairly close to where I lived. The possibility of meeting someone I knew here made me hesitant. But at the same time, I felt like I really should have the true nude beach experience. I started stripping in the middle of the beach. Some older guy was watching me undress like 10 feet away, but I didn’t care. When I put my clothes in the backpack and stood up completely naked, that guy gave me a thumb-up. I stretched my cock and balls to make them more presentable.
It felt great and liberating. I was wearing a cap and sunglasses and had a backpack on my back, but other than them, there was nothing else on my body. The feeling of cool air around my genitalia was very refreshing.
I was walking down the beach some more. I saw some more people in the driftwood structures. All guys and no women, which I didn’t mind at all. Then I finally reached what seemed like the end of the beach, It was rocky and blocked by some cliff. And there were a few Hispanic guys standing, either naked or half naked and stroking their hard dicks. So what that nerdy guy had told me was true -- people were doing stuff out in the public. One of them motioned at me to join them. I got close to them. They were chatting in Spanish while stroking. I didn’t know what to do. Unlike the last time, I actually started meeting guys again, but at the same time I was not comfortable doing anything in such an open place. So I headed back after watching them for a while.
I was walking through some sandy part of the beach with quite a few driftwood structures. Suddenly I heard some sound not far from me. It was two guys talking and moaning. One guy was complimenting the other guy’s cock and the other guy asked him to keep stroking his.
I stopped there and eavesdropped on their stroking session. The sound of strangers' intimate moment was very hot. However, I couldn’t see them because that stupid wood thing was blocking the view. I silently walked toward them, hoping to see more. And little by little I started seeing their naked bodies. First, their feet, then their legs, and finally their hard cocks. Even though I wanted to see their faces as well, I didn’t dare to move further. One guy was stroking the other guy, whose body was rhythmically twitching. His belly was rapidly going up and down as he moaned. And suddenly with a rather loud grunting, he came onto his stomach.
However, I must have made some sound. They noticed I was standing there watching them and quickly sat up. I saw two middle-aged guys in their late 40s or early 50s. The guy who did the stroking glared at me while the other guy kept looking forward as if nothing had happened. I said sorry and walked away.
I was passing by another structure with a small umbrella set up. I saw a naked guy sitting there and chilling. He was a slim white guy, wearing sunglasses, mustaches, maybe in his 40s. He had a smallish uncut cock and balls.
“Good afternoon”, he said.
“Hello.”
“You came here alone?”
“Yeah, you?”
“I am. too. Would you like to sit down?”
He seemed harmless, so I sat down next to him. I don’t really remember what we talked about - some meaningless chit-chat, I guess. Then from the corner of my eye, I saw his cock was growing. I don’t think we were talking about anything sexual, so it's not clear what made that happen. His cock was erect with the head fully exposed. His shaft was thin. He noticed that I was looking at his cock and smiled sheepishly.
“Sorry, does this make you uncomfortable?”, he said.
“No, not at all.”
Then without hesitation, he started jerking off his cock right in front of me, while he continued smiling at me. He didn’t ask me to do anything, though, I was just watching him silently. And after 30 seconds or so, he started dripping his cum.
It was so sudden. There was no moaning or whatsoever and he just came like that. And he kept smiling. I was speechless. He didn’t even try to clean up the mess. Maybe he was just a friendly guy who smiled a lot, but his overall mannerism gave me the creeps. So I thanked him for the invitation and left him. When I glanced back after 10 steps or so, he was still looking at me and smiling.
The beach was pretty big. It was a weekday afternoon, so I didn’t expect a lot of people but there were at least 10 people, all naked, walking around various sections of the beach. As I walked along the beach, I saw several square-shaped enclosures made from driftwood. Some people were sunbathing inside them.
I saw a naked guy reading a book in one of them and asked him what they were. He looked to be in his 20s, wearing glasses and a bit nerdy looking. Average-sized cock and balls with full dark brown pubes. His balls were particularly red and relaxed after soaking a lot of sunlight.
“Oh, these block winds and also give you some privacy, especially when you want to have some fun.”
“You mean people are having sex here?”
“Sure, why not?” He grinned.
Wow, a new thing I learned that day.
The weather was very nice. The sun was high and the air was cool. Not too hot, not too cold. Just about right. And I was thinking whether or not to get naked. Up until then, I was never fully nude in the nude beaches I visited. And this one was actually fairly close to where I lived. The possibility of meeting someone I knew here made me hesitant. But at the same time, I felt like I really should have the true nude beach experience. I started stripping in the middle of the beach. Some older guy was watching me undress like 10 feet away, but I didn’t care. When I put my clothes in the backpack and stood up completely naked, that guy gave me a thumb-up. I stretched my cock and balls to make them more presentable.
It felt great and liberating. I was wearing a cap and sunglasses and had a backpack on my back, but other than them, there was nothing else on my body. The feeling of cool air around my genitalia was very refreshing.
I was walking down the beach some more. I saw some more people in the driftwood structures. All guys and no women, which I didn’t mind at all. Then I finally reached what seemed like the end of the beach, It was rocky and blocked by some cliff. And there were a few Hispanic guys standing, either naked or half naked and stroking their hard dicks. So what that nerdy guy had told me was true -- people were doing stuff out in the public. One of them motioned at me to join them. I got close to them. They were chatting in Spanish while stroking. I didn’t know what to do. Unlike the last time, I actually started meeting guys again, but at the same time I was not comfortable doing anything in such an open place. So I headed back after watching them for a while.
I was walking through some sandy part of the beach with quite a few driftwood structures. Suddenly I heard some sound not far from me. It was two guys talking and moaning. One guy was complimenting the other guy’s cock and the other guy asked him to keep stroking his.
I stopped there and eavesdropped on their stroking session. The sound of strangers' intimate moment was very hot. However, I couldn’t see them because that stupid wood thing was blocking the view. I silently walked toward them, hoping to see more. And little by little I started seeing their naked bodies. First, their feet, then their legs, and finally their hard cocks. Even though I wanted to see their faces as well, I didn’t dare to move further. One guy was stroking the other guy, whose body was rhythmically twitching. His belly was rapidly going up and down as he moaned. And suddenly with a rather loud grunting, he came onto his stomach.
However, I must have made some sound. They noticed I was standing there watching them and quickly sat up. I saw two middle-aged guys in their late 40s or early 50s. The guy who did the stroking glared at me while the other guy kept looking forward as if nothing had happened. I said sorry and walked away.
I was passing by another structure with a small umbrella set up. I saw a naked guy sitting there and chilling. He was a slim white guy, wearing sunglasses, mustaches, maybe in his 40s. He had a smallish uncut cock and balls.
“Good afternoon”, he said.
“Hello.”
“You came here alone?”
“Yeah, you?”
“I am. too. Would you like to sit down?”
He seemed harmless, so I sat down next to him. I don’t really remember what we talked about - some meaningless chit-chat, I guess. Then from the corner of my eye, I saw his cock was growing. I don’t think we were talking about anything sexual, so it's not clear what made that happen. His cock was erect with the head fully exposed. His shaft was thin. He noticed that I was looking at his cock and smiled sheepishly.
“Sorry, does this make you uncomfortable?”, he said.
“No, not at all.”
Then without hesitation, he started jerking off his cock right in front of me, while he continued smiling at me. He didn’t ask me to do anything, though, I was just watching him silently. And after 30 seconds or so, he started dripping his cum.
It was so sudden. There was no moaning or whatsoever and he just came like that. And he kept smiling. I was speechless. He didn’t even try to clean up the mess. Maybe he was just a friendly guy who smiled a lot, but his overall mannerism gave me the creeps. So I thanked him for the invitation and left him. When I glanced back after 10 steps or so, he was still looking at me and smiling.