Date: Tue, 14 Mar 2017 16:56:52 +0000
From: SF
Subject: Lifeguard Tower

Lifeguard Tower

My girlfriend of six years and I were breaking up but still lived together.
Messy.  I had had "urges" for as long as I could remember but had never
acted on them.  I was 37.  Blonde hair, blue eyes, not in too terrible
shape.

She was out one evening and I decided to get out too.  We lived near the
beach and I headed for the boardwalk.  I'm not a smoker, but given the
stress of the breakup I had been having the occasional "fag" (as I believe
our English cousins call them).  Wearing jeans and my leather jacket, I
headed up the boardwalk, taking a deep drag every so often.

It was already dark, but the walkway was pretty well lit.  As I passed a
bathroom, a guy was approaching from the other direction.  As we passed
each other we made eye contact.  He was a little older, about my height,
and dark haired.  A few steps after passing him I turned to take another
look.  He was doing the same, smiling back at me!

Without really thinking, I walked off the boardwalk and around to the other
side of the bathroom.  Moments later he met me there.  It's funny, as much
as I had fantasized about guys, I don't usually find them attractive in
real life.  This was not "usually"!  I found him very attractive!  Deep
brown eyes.  A warm smile.  Very much in control.

Without much discussion we started to walk together, across the beach
toward the waves.  I offered him a drag on my cigarette.  When he touched
my hand taking the cigarette my heart jumped (or was it another part of my
body)!  We passed the cigarette back and forth a few times, each time
touching each other's hands more.  Making small talk, our hands began to
explore each other (without the pretense of passing the cigarette).  I told
him my name and that I had just broken up with my girlfriend.  He said his
name was the same as mine, but in his language (he was from eastern Europe)
it sounded different.  A line maybe?  By that point I didn't care.

Holding hands now, like new lovers, he suggested we go back to the
lifeguard tower we had passed.  We sat down next to each other on the ramp.
He smiled at me, leaned in, and kissed me.  My mind exploded!  We quickly
started devouring each other as our kisses became deep and passionate.  His
strong hands knew just what I wanted as he slid them under my jacket and
caressed me, gently pinching my erect nipples.  I began rubbing his hard
cock through his jeans.  I kissed his neck, his ear, his cheek...  Feeling
him... smelling him... tasting him...  We made out like teenagers, becoming
more and more passionate.  I wanted him to fuck me there on the lifeguard
tower.  He said it was too risky, with so many people walking on the beach.
He stood up, though, unbuckled his jeans, and let me briefly suck him.
Heaven!  He wasn't huge, but he was perfect, oozing with precum!  I begged
him for more, but he said we'd have to go back to his place.

He pulled me up and wrapped me in his arms.  We kissed and pressed into
each other.  He pulled back and looked into my eyes, smiling his beautiful
smile.  Then, still wrapped around each other, we began walking back across
the beach.