1. Ocean Park - Part 2


    Date: 9/11/2015, Categories: Gay Male, Masturbation, Voyeur, Author: brownboi4any, Rating: , Source: xHamster

    other side. Aware of my growing poopy attitude, he walked to me and invited me to go with him to test the temperature of them mild waves. Now, that was really turning promising. I accepted and joined him in the warm water. We washed the sand and sweat off our bodies, and swam, splashed and goofed around for a while. We were finally relaxing in the water. We talked about my bureaucratic job, his business in Chicago and his longer-than-expected stay in the island due to a last-minute business deal opportunity that had come up the day before. So he decided to enjoy the beach that morning. Lucky me. Twenty minutes later, he was floating quite close to me. Our bodies were making too much contact for dismissing. Not that it bothered me though. We were bouncing around due to the insisting waves, and inevitably, our bodies began bumping dangerously. But of course, we were not trying too hard to avoid that either. With each passing minute, we felt more comfortable with each other. Our hands started getting aloof and furtive. They were erratically prowling around, seldom touching what otherwise would have been deemed… improper. An arm here… a shoulder there… torso… waist… thigh… And such contacts were increasing with steaming frequency. Our water dance developed and we were already embracing. We already knew how swollen our crotches were. My lips were an inch away from his when we noticed that the couple closer to us was watching. I didn’t want to get awkward, but I have always been ...
    self-conscious about showing affection in public. Before I gathered my thoughts in order to say what I was going to say, I whispered “Did you say your apartment is very close?” He gave me a devilish look, but still could not hide a hint of blush on his cheeks. As I realized what I had just asked, I felt my ears warming up quick; embarrassment covered my face. “I’m sorry… I didn’t mean… I…” I said totally embarrassed. My embrace automatically begun to loosen and I was ready to let him back off. But to my surprise, he held up his embraced tight. I looked up at him. He was radiantly smiling. “I’m just blushed, not offended” he replied giggling. “Please don’t be embarrassed. I was just thinking the same thing”. Instinctively, I tightened my embrace again and smiled back. We stared at each other for about two seconds. Then, our lips locked. It was slow. It was wet. Our slightly parted lips allowed our tongues to meet and softly caress each other. Our arms pressed our bodies together. The prominently raging bulges on our crotches urgently grinded each other. After what seemed a good minute, we detached. Now we were both giggling, and trying, but failing miserably to hide our blushing faces while attempting to regain our breaths. Travis was finally able to say “It is in the building behind that one” He pointing his finger to the building right across the sand in front of us. “Wanna join me there for a drink?” “Sounds great!” I said still recovering my breath. “Sure, let’s go! …eh, but ...
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