Date: Sat, 25 Apr 2009 21:04:28 -0400
From: whitewold999@icqmail.com
Subject: The Beach Outing, gay \adulr youth, b/MM, b/MMM

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discovering their sexuality.  It contains graphic
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                   The Beach Outing
                          By
                         Wolf

	Winter is a good time to go to the beach
because people don't like the cold air.  They don't
understand that the water stays pretty close to the
same temperature year round.  I was always begging
my mother to take me to the beach.  Our family had
moved to Encinitas because of the dust bowl drove
them out of Oklahoma.  Everyone in the family
either worked for the San Dieguito Water District
or the flower industry.  So I was the fourth
generation born in San Diego.

	My parents lived in an old farm house left
behind as the land became too valuable for housing
development than to farm.  This winter's day my
mother relented and drove us to Half Moon Beach.
The beach is not known to too many people.  It is a
small beach created where a stream carved a valley
through the bluff.  During the summer the beach is
crowded with locals and tourist, but during the
winter if the waves are up there might be a half
dozen surfers on the beach and some surf fishermen
may work their way up the beach.  By late afternoon
the beach is pretty deserted.  There is no lifeguard
on duty during the winter.  The concession stand is
closed and locked up.  You might run into some bums
or illegal Mexicans using the showers to clean up or
using the restrooms.

	This day was warm and there were more people
on the beach than normal.  During the winter there
is not much of a beach.  The high surf scorers out
the white sands out and carry the sand to off shore
deep trenches.  That leaves behind the black granite
rocks that have been pounded into smooth rounded,
flat rocks in a variety of sizes.  During the winter if
you don't want to walk on the rocks you have to walk
right on the surf line in the wet sand.

	This day, my mother had on her one piece black
swimsuit with the skirt on it because she intended to
get wet.  The best you could say about her was that
she was portly.  My mother laid out our towels on
what little dry sand there was that was not
occupied.  She put on a hideous flowered rubber
bathing cap and tucked her dishwater blond hair
under the cap as she walked towards the water.  She
no more than got knee deep than she whined about it
being too cold and came back to the beach.

	There were some boys out in the water.  I had
seen one of them around town before, but the
other's I didn't know.  I was more interested in body
surfing and went out past them.  At one point I rode
a wave close by them.  After the wave petered out I
headed back out to deeper water.  As I pasted the
guys,  I overheard the guy I has seen before telling
the other guys that it was not safe to use the
bathrooms after dark because there were too many
fagots hanging around.

	That got my attention.  I had found some gay
pornography on the internet.  I was fascinated with
the idea of guys sucking and fucking each other.  I
had just gotten old enough to grow some pubic hair
and produce a little cum when I jacked off.  Sex was
the most important thing in my life.  I just had to
find a way to get back to the beach on my own.

	I convinced my mother that I wanted to camp
out overnight.  There is not much undeveloped land
close to town anymore.  What I did was take my
tent down fairly close to the freeway I- 5.  Stowed
my gear under some brush and waited until it got
dark, so I could work my way down to the beach.
When I got to the bathroom I entered and took up a
vigil in one of the toilet stalls.

	It was not long before I hear footsteps on the
sandy covered concrete.  I held my breath waiting to
find out who was coming in.  I heard them talking in
muffled tones.  I was looking through the crack in
the door.  I was fascinated by the two men.  One of
them was a pudgy looking white man about 40-years
old with a receding hairline.  He was dressed in warm
clothes.  The other guy was a relatively tall black
man dressed in work clothes.

	The two guys approach the stainless steel
urinal and pulled out their cocks and started peeing.
When they were finished peeing they shook their
cocks but rather than putting them back in their
pants, they reached for each other's cocks and
started jacking each other off.  The white man went
to his knees in front of the black man as the black
guy started using his finger to swing his cock back
and forth, slapping the guys face before he stuck
his cock in the guy's mouth.  The black guy was
holding his head while he fucked him on the mouth.
While they were doing that, I pressed too hard on
the wall of the stall and the door unhooked and
swung open making a squeaking sound.  It startled
the two men.  The white guy stood up quickly.  The
black guy turned to face me. They were not thinking
about their cocks.

	I was staring at their cocks.  The older white
man's cock was no more than 5-inches long and very
fat.  The black man's cock was hanging down and
looked to me like it was a foot long.  I could not
believe it was real.  They cut off my escape from
the bathroom and confronted me.

	The white man snarled, "Do you get off spying,
on people?"

	I just stood there stammering, without being
able to make a coherent sound.

	The black man said, "Maybe he wants a taste
of cock!"

	The white man changed his tone, "Is that
right?  You want to taste a cock?"

	All I could do was shake my head up and down.

	The black man grabbed me by the arm and
dragged me out of the stall.  He started undressing
me.  The white man started helping.  They were
talking about what a sweet looking boy I was.  They
ruffled my shaggy blond hair.  Look at how white he
is.  He even has freckles on his ass.  When I was
stripped of all of my clothes the cool nigh air made
my little dick shrivel up and my nut sack shrivel up
drawing my nuts up into my body.

	The black man used his strong hands to spread
my ass.  The chubby white man got a hard-on and he
spit on my asshole before he shoved his cock into my
ass.  It hurt like hell, but I actually wanted it.  I
could not have run anyway.  The black man was
holding me by my arms.  When my ass was full, the
black man let go of my arm and grabbed me by the
head, and forced my head down to his cock.  He held
his cock up with one hand while holding me by the
back of the neck.  He wiped my lips with his cock.
Then he slapped my face with that limber tool.

	The man's cock had a foreskin that covered the
knob of his cock.  While he was rubbing my lips all
over the knob he was peeling back the foreskin.  His
cock was wet and smelled strong.  While he was
slapping my face it was leaving spittle was being
wiped all over my face.  He forced me to open my
mouth and he rammed my head down on his cock
until I had to swallow it.  He cautioned me not to bit
him with threatening voice.

	The white man was holding me by the hips, and
fucking me hard and fast.  I was bent over sucking
that cock while being fucked in the ass.  It was so
strange, as dirty as I felt, the more it turned me on.
When the white man rammed his hips hard against
my ass he must have cum.  He finally pulled out of
my ass.  When he pulled out I felt a cold breeze on
my ass and warm cum dripping out of my ass and
down my leg.

	The old man put his cock back into his pants
and straightened up his clothes.  He left the
bathroom to me and the black man.

	When the white man left the black man backed
into an empty stall, and pulled his pants down to his
knees.  He made me suck his cock a little longer.  He
eventually picked me up bodily and placed me
straddle of his naked hips.  He held that monster
cock up while he forced me to sit on his cock.  It
was a good thing that there was cum still in my ass.
It greased the way as I settled down on his cock.
He bent his head down and took my cock in his
mouth.  He was lifting me up and down, fucking me
while sucking my cock.  I was so excited I squirted
my little clear cum into his mouth.  Then I felt his
cock jerk.  I knew he was squirting cum in my ass.

	When he was ready, he placed me on the cold
concrete floor.  He stood up and stuffed his limber
cock into his shorts and pulled up his pants.  It took
me some time to gather up my clothes and put them
on.  He hung around, and kept an eye on me.  When I
was dressed he walked me up the hill on the south
side of the beach to the parking lot.  There was only
his car there.  I asked why the other guy was so
quick to leave.

	The black man said the guy was married and
could not hang around too long.  Then he offered to
drive me anywhere I wanted to go.

	I told him I was camping out up near the
freeway.  He asked me if I would like to spend the
night with him.  I was thrilled to do that, so he
drove his car up to the area where I had hid my gear
and we put it in his car.  Then he drove me to his
home.  I noticed that he lived close enough to my
house that I could walk home.  I didn't mention that,
of course.

	When we got in the house he offered to let me
shower, but I figured it would be unwise to go home
smelling of soap.  I knew I would have to get into
some grease wood too.  I would have go home smell
like the vegetation where I was supposed to be
camping out.

	My new friend told me his name was Thomas,
but his friends called him TJ.  The house was nice
and warm.  We were comfortable when we took our
clothes off.  My underwear was cum stained so he
rinsed them out and dried them in his drier.  It was
neat being able to run around naked in his house.
We went to his bedroom and sprawled out on it.  I
got to check out my first adult man.  His chest was
like black plates and very hard..  The thing was he
liked it rough sex.  He held me down and fucked my
ass again.  He alternated between sucking my cock
the fucking my mouth, before fucking me in the ass
again.  We were wallowing in nasty sex most of the
night.

	The next morning he dropped me off near
where I hid my stuff and I hiked back home through
the brush.  When I got home my mother got a whiff
of me, and made me take off all of my clothes off
before I could enter the house.  My clothes were
put in the washing machine before I could shower.  I
showered and put on fresh clothes.

	I had TJ's phone number.  I gave him a call the
next evening.  I wanted to know if he had any
friends that I could meet.  TJ assured me he had
several friends I might like to meet.

	It was arranged that I would spend the night
with a classmate on Friday night.  When Friday
evening arrived I walked to TJ's house and he drove
me to a nice home east of the Balbo Zoo, in San
Diego.  The house was spacious and out of the way.
It was located in an avocado grove.  We were met at
the door, because the gravel driveway must have
announced our arrival.  The man that met us at the
door was the age of my father.

	He was a nice looking man..  He had on a silk
dressing gown that looked like it should be on a
woman.  It was covered with colorful flowers all over
it.  It was a Japanese kimono.  He must have liked
what he saw, because the front of the gown was
tented out in front of his body.  He kissed TJ and
hugged me before he kissed me.  TJ introduced him
as Charles to me.  Charles ushered us into his home.
When we entered the family room Charles could not
keep his hands off of my body as he helped me take
off my jacket.

	He asked me, "TJ tells me that you have just
discovered that you like sex with adult men.  Is that
true?"

	I blushed at the question, dropped my head and
weakly said, "Yes."

	Charles lifted my head by my chin and kissed
me very tenderly on the mouth.  It was still strange
for me to kiss a man like that.  Women's faces are
so smooth but men have stubble of a beard on their
face even if they have shave recently.  While he was
sticking his tongue into my mouth he was
unbuttoning my sports shirt.  I didn't have an
undershirt on.  He complemented on what nice
looking body I had.  He said, "You look just like Tom
Sawyer because of the freckles on your shoulders
and chest."  He toyed with my nipples with his
fingers, before bending over and sucking on my
nipples.  He had to stop sucking on my nipples before
he could kneel before me to remove my 'Kids' skater
shoes and socks.  He had his hands on my tummy
before he unbuckled my belt and pulled on the metal
buttons of my jeans.  He pulled them down my legs.
I rested my hands on his shoulders as I lifted my
legs one at a time to step out of my jeans.

	When Charles reached for my jockey shorts I
had a ragging boner.  He deliberately pulled the
shorts down so that the elastic pulled my dick down.
He was pleases to see that my newly grown pubic
hair was strawberry blond.  He even kissed the little
clump of hair.  While he was doing that, he was
pulling the shorts down.  When the elastic cleared
the end of my dick it sprang up and slapped Charles
on the bottom of his chin.

	He sat back while I stepped out of the shorts,
and admired the young cock in front of his face.  At
that age my cock reminded me of a pink 'Oscar Myer'
wiener.  It was about the same diameter and length
with a purple knob at the end.  When he was
satisfied with my young cock he gently held my little
scrotum in his hand and felt my balls before he took
my cock into his mouth and sucked on my cock.

	It felt so good that I had a hard time to keep
standing up.  I had to cling to his head and
shoulders.  When I did cum in his mouth I sank to
the floor while still clinging to him.  When my cock
came out of his mouth I was still squirting clean
cum.  Some of it smeared his chin and neck.  I kissed
his mouth and tasted my own cum on his face.  I
remember that he had on the cologne 'Kelvin Cline's
KC One'.  I still enjoy that smell on men.  While he
was sucking my cock TJ had removed his clothes.

	TJ was not only taller that Charles he was
younger too.  That chocolate body was enough to
give me another hard-on.  TJ picked me up boldly
and had me stand up.  Charles had a jar of some sort
of lubricant handy.  He greased my asshole, before
parting his kimono so he could grease up his cock.
He had a nice looking cock.  I could see the blood
veins coursing up his cock to the scar where his
foreskin had been cut off as a baby.  The knob of
his cock was big and purple.  TJ turned me around so
that my ass towards Charles.  He inspected my ass
and proclaimed that it was as smooth as a baby's
butt, before he greased up my asshole.

	I knew what was coming and relaxed as much
as I could before he inserted his cock into my ass.  I
even strained like I was taking a poop.  That made it
much easier for him to insert his cock into my ass.
When he had all of it in he grabbed me by the hips
and fucked me good and hard.  TJ bent me over and
forced my mouth down to his cock.  I was getting
the same treatment I had received in the beach
bathroom.  I could not believe how much I was
enjoying sex with men..  TJ deliberately didn't let me
suck him off.  He wanted the pleasure of depositing
his load in my ass too.  Charles was satisfied to sit
down and watch TJ take over use me.

	TJ draped me over the big armrest of the
recliner Charles was sitting in.  He didn't even grease
up his cock because he knew I was full of cum and
grease already.  He spread the cheeks of my ass
drove his cock home.  It was all the way in before I
expected it.  My head was resting in Charles' lap
while TJ was ramming his cock home.  I was smelling
Charles' perfume, sweat and the odor of his sex
organ covered with the smell of my own ass all over
it.  I opened my mouth and swallowed his limp dick.
While I was being fucked in the ass, I was bringing
our host to another erection.  Poor Charles was
exhausted and had only a drop or too left of the
white stuff to give me.

	We longed around enjoying the feeling of naked
flesh pressed against flesh.  My relationship with TJ
grew stronger and my mother must have guessed
what our relationship was like.  She just never talked
about it to my father.



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