Date: Fri, 28 May 2004 21:01:19 +1000 (EST)
From: Tim Barnes <timovan99@yahoo.com.au>
Subject: Australian Nude Beach Part 4

Chris isn't wearing that much more than Dad. A pair of small league
shorts look to be straining to contain his rock-hard thigh muscles and a
loose-fitting flimsy white singlet hangs from his muscular shoulders
showing-off his bulging pecs. His bronzed forearms look really strong
with thick veins . His bulging left pec is barely covered and his deeply
tanned left nipple is peeking out the side.  He smiles taking in the site
of Dad's naked muscular body and free-swinging schlong for a few seconds
before saying, "G'day Craig, how ya goin mate" appearing quite
comfortable with Dad's nudity.

As Chris enters he brushes past Dad who says "Not bad man" Dad then says
" Chris, you remember my son Aaron?" " Aaron this is Chris"

I get up and walk towards Chris extending my hand, " Nice to meet you,
again Chris." As I shake his hand I look at his chiseled face and notice
that he's not looking at my face. Suddenly I remember I naked and my
ship's at half-mast.

As his piercing brown eyes finally turn their attention away from my
penis to my face he says, " How ya doin' big fella? Craig's told me how
big you've grown, ya must be 18 now hey?"

"Yeah just last week man" I say wondering if he was refering to me or my
growing tool.

"Cool. ya av a big piss up?" he asks me.

"Yeah" I say noticing that he keeps stealing glimpses at my dangling
dick.

Dad has made his way to the kitchen asks Chris, " Wanna beer mate"

"Sure Craig"  Chris says as he sits at the glass-top kitchen table.

I sit opposite him and continue my breakkie of bacon, eggs and coffee.

He appears to be staring at my breakfast so I say, "U want some mate"

"What" he says appearing to be on another planet.

Realizing he must have been looking through the glass-top table at the
semi- mongrel between my legs I say, "Do ya want somthin' to eat?"

"No mate, the beer 'll do"

Dad carrying three cans of suds approaches the table. As he leans across
to place a can in front of Chris the tip of his flaccid cock makes
contact with the top of the table, then fops back as he moves over to his
chair.

"So ya up for a surf?" he says looking at his clothed workmate.

"Can't wait" says Chris looking at Dad's toned pecs with a light amount
of hair. "Its long bloody drive it'd it"

"Yeah It's a killer" Chris says "and how's the swell?... pretty good"

"Not bad" says Dad as he scratches his armpit, flexing his ripped bicep.

I wonder how weird it must feel to be sitting clothed at a table with two
naked men.

"So u surf to dude?" he says lookin at me.

"Yeah"

"He's better than his old fella" says Dad, not realizing his pun.

Finishing my beer, I get up and move over to the couch. As walk towards
the sofa I notice in the TV's reflection that Chris is staring at my
arse. I switch on the tele and forgeting my nakedness I lie across the
couch unconsciously propping my head on one armrest and my feet on the
other, with my legs slightly apart giving Dad and Chris a perfect view of
my manhood from the table.

They continue their banter about work, gettin' pissed and women for the
next hour or so before Dad calls out, " Ya ready to hit the beach Azza"

"Sure am Pa" I say jumping up from the lounge.

Me and Dad throw on some boardies and grab our boards while Chris
retrieves his board from his black Evo8.

As we shut get outside Chris is removing his singlet revealing his
perfectly sculpted back. His rugby shorts look so small on his huge,
muscular frame. His builder's crack looks enticing as we walk towards his
car.

"Jeez, nice wheels mate" I say admiring his Evo's black sports chassis
which almost rivalled him in the looks department. Now that's really
saying something.

"You wanta spin Az" He asks.

It has been my life-long dream to drive my own Evo, well second to
gettin' it on with Dad. But hey that wasn't gonna happen was it.

"Shit yeah" I say excitedly.

He turns around revealing his perfectly sculpted pecs, ripped abs and
suckable nipples. His footy shorts ride so low on his muscular hips that
I can see the beginning of his treausre trail. " Righty o' then mate" he
says throwing me the keys.

I can't believe I'm about to drive my dream car. Dad smiles at me knowing
that I am really excited. " Go for it Azza" he says nudging by arm.

"Well come on jump in" says Chris standing half-naked at the passenger
side. " Be back in five mate" he calls out to Dad.

I sit in the contoured Sparco racing seat and fasten the five-point
harness. I feel so nervous driving with this hunk, but after five minutes
of exhilleration we make our way back to the apartment. As we stop at a
set of lights I look at Chris and notice his shorts have ridden even
lower and as he leans forward to scratch his foot, about two inches of
the crack separating his perfect arse are on display.

"Go for it man" he says. Thinking he's refering to his arse I stroke his
low back and crack. "No, the lights are green Az".

" Shit" I say, flooring it and roaring away from the lights. For the
remainder of the journey back to the apartment it is totally silent. I
feel like I could die with embarassment.

We pull into the holiday drivway and Dad walks towards the car. "How was
the Az"

"F**kin' awesome Dad, that was so cool"

"Better than ya old ute ay Azz" says Chris appearing to forgive me for
the earlier misunderstanding.

"Hell yeah" I say.

" Well guys we better get goin' says Dad grabbing his board.

I pick up my towel and board and we set off down the hill to the beach.

The path through the trees to the beach is quite narrow, so Dad leads the
way with Chris folowing him and me behind him.

Clutching his board his left bicep bulges and looks so big.

Walking behind him my eyes explore his beefy body. HIs manly feet, his
muscular calves, huge thighs, gorgeous bubble butt and his hulk-like back
definition.

To my surprise, wihtout turning around he reaches around and pulls down
the left side of his rugby shorts revealing his beefy left cheek. He
scratches it and allows the shorts to snap back, still with considerable
crack on show.

As we approach the beach I wonder whether he's aware that there will be
nudists on the beach.

Reaching the top of the duneat the back of the beach, we are met with an
awesome site.

Part 4 shortly
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