1. Ocean Park - Part 1


    Date: 9/10/2015, Categories: Anal, Gay Male, Masturbation, Author: brownboi4any, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    tiny, green, two-piece bikini. However, her corpulent male companion was zealously watchful next of her. And by the way he looked at me when I was peeking on their direction, he didn’t seemed like he was the sharing type. So I decided to finally take out a bottle of water and open my magazine. As I opened the magazine and passed the pages, I furtively shot another glance at the sexy-looking guy with red trunks, but he had fallen asl**p. Not seeing as much action as I expected, I laid back, hugged by the sweet, salty breeze, and I began relaxing and reading my magazine. After what I thought was half an hour, I was really enjoying the beach and the beautiful weather. I was a bit sl**py and my brain was definitely getting numb by the pampering scenery. That is when I felt a sudden urge to make things happen. Unable to contained such urges, I was I stood up and began walking to where the dude with the red trunks was. I think it was the reflection or the angle of the sun on my face, but I could not discern his face. However, I could tell that he was smiling at me and that he was well aware of my nearing presence. Once standing next to his laying spot, we looked awkwardly at each other, but neither of said anything. So I knelt down, took his suntan lotion bottle, poured some of it his on my hands and began rubbing and caressing his back. Not that he needed to apply more, but I felt like I wanted to do it. So I did. Neither spoke, but I sensed how pleased he was by my gesture. ...
    Slowly, my massage transitioned more and more to his lower back. Eventually, my hands at his lower back bordered the elastics of his bathing suit waist. I thought about continue. I really wanted to. It was tempting since his red-clad buns were very well-shaped and looked quite inviting, but then again, why the rush? I though. Why not savor the moment. Besides, the texture of his skin felt terrific on my hands. And his low moans told me I was on the right course after all. So I opted to use the rest of the lotion to spread it to the ribs and on the back of his legs. My lotion massage may have relaxed him too much; he looked like he was falling asl**p. I admired his whole body again, but once again, I couldn’t help but to focus on his gorgeous small butt. I wondered if anyone would care if I dared to touch it. Just a quick one. I looked around, and curiously enough, the beach had turned a bit boggy, but I didn’t see anyone. So I placed my right hand flat on his right ass cheek and softly cupped it. An instant later, I was squeezing it. And a few seconds later, both of my hands were pleasurably fondling his ass through the fabric of his trunks. That is when I noticed he wasn’t completely asl**p. He let out the most exquisite lingering moan. That led me to figure that we would probably be more comfortable if I knelt between his legs rather than on the side. So I swiftly parted his legs, to which he didn’t offer any resistance, and moved myself kneeling in between. Once there, what was ...