Date: Sun, 5 Jul 2009 23:48:45 -0500
From: peter johnson <peter2817@live.com>
Subject: Me, Myself and I

This story contains acts of a sexual nature between two consenting
males. If it is illegal or offensive for you to read such material, please
navigate away from this page.

Since this is my first masturbation story--sorry, no actual sex--comments
and suggestions would be more appreciated than ever!


Me, Myself and I


  I slipped out of the beach house and into the woods. No one would miss
me; everyone was down on the beach playing horseshoes and drinking cheap
beer. I would be back before anyone noticed I was gone.

  I walked down the familiar path for a ways, then cut off of the trail and
into the shade of the forest. Dry leaves crunched under my feet and patches
of sunlight played across my skin as I trekked deeper into the woods. Soon,
I found myself at the foot of a steep hill; it was really a dune, but it
was so covered in twigs and leaves and whole trees that there was very
little visible sand.

  The hike up the dune was difficult but pleasurable. I reveled in the
straining of my muscular calf muscles as I fought my way up the steep
incline. My skin was warmed by the sunlight that filtered through the
foliage above me, and a cool breeze that blew off of Lake Michigan caused
my arms to tingle and my body hair to stand up. There was no one around to
see or hear me, and the solitude was arousing.

  When I reached the top of the dune, I walked to the edge and looked down
at the beach. The forest smoothly transitioned from old, towering trees, to
young saplings, to beach grass, and finally into sand. From my vantage
point in a cluster of young trees on the edge of the dune, I could see down
to the beach in front of the beach house. My friends were all still down
there; the girls wore skimpy bathing suits and chatted in the shade of an
umbrella, while the four guys tossed horseshoes with beers in their hands,
shirtless and glistening. I followed the guys' example and stripped my
tight white t-shirt off, then hung it on a low branch. Though I could
easily see my friends on beach, they wouldn't be able to see me in the
woods on the dune unless they already knew I was there.

  A gust of wind blew up the dune, caressing my bare torso and making my
nipples harden. I ran my hand over my soft skin, comfortable in the
knowledge that I was concealed from view. My hand drifted down and slid
across the smoothness of my running shorts until it came to rest on my
package. I gave my cock a gentle squeeze, and it responded by beginning to
expand and harden. I slid my feet out of my shoes and felt the soft, sandy
earth between my toes.

  I hooked my thumbs into my shorts, then slowly and sensuously slid them
down my legs, enjoying the feel of my last article of clothing slipping off
of me. I now stood completely naked in the forest, gazing down on my
friends below. I didn't move for a moment, enjoying the luxuriating in the
feeling of freedom that came with being in such a natural state in such a
natural place. Another gust of wind blew across my bare cock, finishing the
job my hand had begun moments ago and bringing it to its full, erect
position. My dick stood out from my body, as hard as the trees around me.

  Finally, I allowed myself a touch; my right hand encircled my pole and
began to slowly slide up and down the shaft. I gazed back down at my
friends, admiring the the definition of their chests, the bulging muscles
in their arms. With my left hand, I played with my nipples and ran my
fingers up and down my abs. I imagined doing the same thing to my strong,
masculine friends down on the beach; I thought about playing with their
hard rods, exploring their tight bodies, teasing their nipples with my
fingertips.

  The sun felt deliciously warm on my cock, and cool breezes continued to
tantalize my naked body. My fist slid up and down my member, sending
building shocks of pleasure through my body every time I touched the
head. I quickened the pace of my stroking and placed my left hand on a
nearby tree for support. I felt a wave of pleasure grow from the base of my
cock and spread throughout the rest of my body. Just as I thought that I
would die from the feeling, my cock ejected a string of thick cream,
followed by another, then another. I shot rope after rope of semen from my
throbbing dick, each rope accompanied by another wave of pleasure. I
watched as my semen shot out of my body and hung in the air for a moment
before falling down to earth and splattering itself on various parts of the
slope in front of me. My jizz landed in the sand, on beach grass, on dead
leaves--I truly felt that I was at one with nature.

  Finally, my orgasm subsided. I milked last few drops of cum from my
softening cock, then wiped them on the leaves of the tree I was leaning
against. I stood for a moment, enjoying my nakedness, content with what I
had just done. Then I slipped my shorts back on, donned my shirt and shoes,
and headed back through the woods to join my friends on the beach.