1. Room with a View


    Date: 7/22/2015, Categories: Gay Male, Masturbation, Voyeur, Author: chubbyexhib, Rating: 75, Source: xHamster

    I spent a week at a training class in Miami last October. I love that area; it is so full of beautiful people living the high-life. Then there is me, a 59 year old chubby guy who does not fit in with them at all, but I still like to watch them. The classes were in the morning which left the afternoons free so I thought I would go lay on the beach to colorize my skin. It was pretty warm those days and thought I would pack up a container of ice and get a half pint of Crown. After getting to the beach, I oiled up with sunscreen and poured myself a cold Crown on the rocks. I suppose I spent about 2 hours out there and had a pretty nice buzz, not d***k, but a nice 5pm happy hour buzz. Like I said, I am a chubby guy and also attracted to chubby guys. With all these beautiful people around, I was always scouting out my type. There was a young guy on the beach that was just my type, around 19-20 and chubby. He was unshaven and cute as hell. We exchanged glances and smiles. I caught him in a look back. I considered approaching him, he just looked like he might enjoy the older type. I wished we were on a nude beach so I could take in his nakedness. As my fantasies about him wandered, I realized that the sun, Crown, and bl**d rushing to my cock and it was starting to make me really sweat. Sitting on a blanket full of sand was getting a little uncomfortable. I hate the sand sticking to my skin. I hate the sunburn I know I am going to get. Most of all, I hate hot sweaty sand. I have never ...
    enjoyed the beach unless I have a beach chair. Yet here I am, lying on the beach, sand stuck to my sunscreen covered ass, arms, back, you name it. I shift restlessly on my beach towel, trying with great difficulty to keep my hat in place to give my fair face some kind of protection. I am sweating. Not the good kind of sweat that comes with physical activity, but the horrible sticky sweat that comes from sitting in the Miami sun. Finally I succumb to my misery. I can imagine myself relaxing in my room sitting on the balcony. I am going back to the room. Back in the room, I pour myself a fresh Crown, peel my suit off, and slip into a cool shower. Standing under the spray, I begin the tedious task of removing every grain of sand from my body. I think about him as I touch myself. I run my hands over my breasts. I have always loved my breasts. They are sensitive to the touch especially my nipples. I think of him touching them. I finish washing sand from my hair and as I rinse my soapy body I feel a small amount of stubble around my cock. I keep my crotch shaved except for a little fuzz above my cock. I love the smoothness of my balls with all the hair removed. I even shave the hair around my ass. I just love the feel of a smooth ass; I imagined the he was smooth as well. As I dry off, I look at myself in the mirror. I am relieved to see that my face is not burned. I admire my chubby body, my smooth skin, my breasts, my cock and ass. I look at my freshly shaved cock; I really like ...
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