Date: Fri, 21 Mar 2008 01:35:58 -0700 (PDT)
From: wlhotwhisper@yahoo.com
Subject: Proud and Happy

As soon as I turned sixteen and got my drivers license, I drove to the nude
beach near our house. I knew what I wanted.  An older man.

I had had friends in school and sucked their cocks.  My friend Larry would
suck me, too.  I dreamed of sex with a grown man.  There was nowhere to
find one in our town.  Nowhere but the nude beach.

My first time there I was totally nervous.  I took off my clothes at the
end of the beach, and walked along, trying to feel alluring.  There was
hardly anyone there.  I walked so fast, nobody would every stop me to talk,
anyway!  I found a secluded spot and masturbated, my cum landing in the
sand.

I went back a few days later.  It was hot, and the beach was more crowded.
I took off my clothes at the same place, and there were several groups
around.  I got the beginnings of an erection.  I walked along more slowly,
casually, partly because I was looking at all the naked bodies.

And then I saw a man walking toward me, alone.  He had a cock you couldn't
hide, long and thick and dangling.  A nice, firm tan body.  I wanted him to
notice me.  Our paths went straight for each other.  But I was afraid to
stop.  We passed.  When we passed, I felt his eyes go through me.  I walked
a little ways on, and then turned around.  He was walking back.  I wanted
to go, go straight to him, to meet him.  But I was suddenly scared, scared
of all the people there, scared of him.  I turned and walked on, and felt
him follow.

I was running out of beach, the cliffs were closing in.  I got to the end
and stopped, sitting on a rock.  My erection had gone, nervousness had
shrunk my cock to nothing. He walked up next to me and said "Hi!"

"I've never seen you here before."

"It's only my second time."  My voice was quivering.

"Yes, I see, you are pale as a ghost!"

"Ha, ha.  I guess so.  I just got my drivers license, so I came here."

"Oh, I see."  We fell into silence.

"You are very good looking," he said.

"Thank you."  I blushed.  It felt so good to hear him say that.

"Do you mind if I sit next to you."

"No, not at all."

My eyes went to his body. His cock was everything I dreamed of.  Large,
masculine, big, loose balls.  It was puffy.  I felt my cock start to rise.
And I felt his eyes on my cock.

"Is it ok if I stare?" he asked.

"Thank you," I mumbled, and then turned toward him.

Yes, it was OK.  Yes, it was much more than OK, it was what I wanted so
deeply for so many years.  Yes, admire me, I thought, look at me!!  I
watched him stiffen and grow large.  Not full, but big.  It was beyond my
imagination!

He stroked his cock absent mindedly while he stared at me.  I was afraid to
move.  We fell into silence.

"Would you like to go over there, behind that rock?  It would be more
private."

"Ok."

I tried to walk casually, even though my erection was bouncing in front of
me and my legs were quivering, and my breath was shallow and fast.  A short
stroll that took minutes seemed like hours and I wanted to run, run to
behind the rock, finally to safety.

When we got there, he took my hand and led me to a rock where I could sit,
and without a word kneeled in front of me, took my cock in his hand, and
slipped his lips over my and plunged deep.  I hardly remember it.  I came
very quickly, totally hot.  He looked up, my cum dripping from the sides of
his mouth.  His eyes showed his deep desire, deep satisfaction, and deep
excitement.

I wanted to run home, but I was rooted to the spot. He was licking my
balls, my dick, my thighs.  He stood up, and for the first time I saw him
enormously stiff and erect, and the moment I saw, I slid down onto the sand
in front of him and began licking and sucking and kissing in a frenzy.  I
had sucked my friends cocks, I loved it.  This was different, this was a
huge, manly cock, full of cum, full of sexual power and passion.  I had
seen his eyes, and he had seen mine.  Lust and desire, and very quickly,
cum all over my face, running down my cheeks and coating my lips with
pearly slime.

I was ecstatic, happy beyond words.  I had held this man cock, this huge
cock, and sucked and licked and squeezed until it was dripping with my
juice, and felt his strong body tense, the cock hard and stiff, and the
felt the splatters of warm cum on my face, the warm cum that was already
drying in the sun and wind.

He told me it would be better to walk back alone, and I left him, left him
with his phone number written on my hand.  I felt cum and saliva all over
me, my face, hair, and all around my cock and balls.  I walked slowly,
deeply embarrassed in front of everyone who could see my body was fresh
with sex, my limp cock still with the memory of his lips, the taste of cum
in my mouth.  I was embarrassed, felt dirty.  And I was proud and very
happy.

And two days later, we met at his house and he taught me about sex like my
friends never could.