A Hot Day in San Diego

It was hot again in San Diego and I needed to go to the beach. Tanning in my back yard was getting boring. Why not get a buzz on and get some exercise at the same time? It was Saturday but where I usually go I don't run into too many people. Sunset Cliffs was where I was headed this day. Whenever the tide was in, you'd have to swim around a cliff to get to the good beaches. I didn't have a problem with that since I liked to swim a bit anyway and cool off.

I arrived at the parking lot which looked like it was about half full, which for here was a lot, but when I got to the beach it looked like everyone was in the easy to get to part. "Great," I thought. I don't mind people but I like to strip down to my tight, black, square cut, Lycra shorts, and they tend to show my assets off quite a bit. Most people here wear board shorts, but I'm into tanning and hiking around, not surfing.

I do keep in shape this way though. It's great exercise to walk and run on the beach as well as hike around the cliffs and swim in the surf. I'm 6'1" with dark brown hair & 160 lbs. I keep tan most of the year because it's easy for me. One good day out and I get dark.

I took my 6 pack of beer in a cooler tube and a fanny pack of essentials and hiked on down to the beach.

As I started south to my favorite places I came upon a nude model on a photo shoot. Now I don't know it's polite to stop and watch but I really couldn't help myself. Not only did she have a drop dead gorgeous body, but she was lying down on the spot I needed to cross to get by. So… I waited and watched. She'd move into different positions as the photographer would politely order her around. I couldn't help but become aroused and like I said, I had my tight Lycra shorts on. I didn't get a full on, hard-on, but the blood was flowing and my package was growing. Wasn't that the point of nude photos anyway? To arouse? It was definitely having the desired effect on me, but I didn't want to get obscene here either. Finally, they took a break and I and several others that had gathered got our turn to go by. I walked right up to her with my semi-hard cock leading the way. I wanted to just drop my shorts right there and have her start sucking, but I knew that wouldn't happen. I did catch her eye though. My cock was pointing down the left side of my Lycra shorts and it left nothing to the imagination. The outline of my cut, cock head was clearly visible. She locked onto my cock with here gaze as I walked by. I slowed my pace a bit to enjoy the moment. Between the walking motion and her looking, I was getting fully engorged.

Just as I pasted her, I had to turn around to climb down a cliff. As I stepped down my cock head poked through the bottom edge of the leg of my shorts. I just kept going down to get out of sight but I knew she saw it and I'm pretty sure a young couple in their early 20s got a good shot as well. I've got a great looking, 8" cock, which I'm proud of anyway, so I just acted like I didn't notice. Then, at the bottom of the cliff, I adjusted myself a bit and went on. Walking in these shorts with a hard on does more to massage it and keep the feeling going than let me relax. I didn't see any more people in front of me so I didn't worry about being seen anymore. It was rock hard as I was hiking along the edge of the cliffs with the waves crashing just below me.

There were several places where I had to walk around cliffs to small beaches before the large cliff, where I would have to swim out and around. As I came around the first one, a surfer in a short wetsuit was resting on a cliff. He had his suit half down with his well defined chest exposed. My condition had subsided just enough to be a large bulge instead of a snake, as I walked by. I stopped for some small talk and I asked "How's the surf?"

He said "It was average but the riptide was wearing me out." As he said that his eyes dropped to my suit, or actually what was in it. He kept glancing back as we were talking which started to get me excited once again.

And again, it started creeping down my leg. "This weather is great for the beach," I said, "Really gets the blood flowing." I didn't want to just reach down and adjust myself so I just turned to look out to sea for a bit. It was time to move on so I said "Well, take it easy."

"Yeah, you too." He replied.

I found the large cliff that I had to swim around to get to the good beaches. I just walked into the water and when it got to deep enough, I swam out and got to the other side. So few people had been there that there were almost no foot prints on the white sand as I walked up the beach. I could see quite a long distance along the shore and didn't see anyone. I stopped and sat down to have a beer and put on some oil. The first beer always tastes the best and goes down the quickest. I started in on my second one and already started to feel a buzz. I didn't have anything else to eat yet today and it was having an effect on me.

One of the reasons I like these Lycra shorts is that the fold away so well. I didn't figure I'd see anyone else down the beach so I stripped them off and put them in my beer tube where there was now space from my smashed, empty can. "If you pack it in, pack it out," I always say.

What a feeling to be free and nude on the beach. My member returned promptly to it's completely engorged state from the exhilaration of being nude, and I was glad. I could walk around on this deserted beach all day with a hard on!

I decided to take a swim again since I was now nude. I just ran down to the water with my cock bouncing and waving around, and dove in. The crashing waves against my hard, throbbing cock felt awesome! The water was warm and there wasn't much breeze. Every time a wave came in it crashed against me like it was masturbating me. Wave after wave came in and keeps beating me.

After a bit I got out and went back up to my stuff. My cock was still leading the way. I got my oil out again and coating myself down, taking extra time with my cock and balls. I went from head to toe with the oil but kept stopping for a quick once over on my cock. I only wanted it to feel good. I didn't want to go overboard. The longer I stayed hard the better. Today would be good for my all over tan.

I gathered my things and started walking further down the beach. I walked long enough that my cock finally started to deflate. It swayed between my legs, back and forth with each step, slapping one thigh, and then the other. Back and forth it went. I watched it do this as I was walking. The feeling of my cock slapping back and forth kept me in a semi aroused state. Every once in a while, I couldn't help but give it a quick rub.

I guess I wasn't really paying attention because I glanced up to my left and by the cliffs was a dude lying in the sand. He was very muscular and naked too. He had his knees bent up a bit and spread apart enough that I could see a huge hard on lying across his stomach and off to the side a bit. He didn't have any tan lines so he must do this often.

At first I sort of panicked, but he wasn't moving and I figured he must be sleeping. I know he couldn't hear me with the waves crashing. I stopped and waved, just to acknowledge him. He didn't move, so, he could have been sleeping or just staring at me. I turned around and realized that he could have been watching me for ten minutes or so as I was walking along the shore. He wasn't returning the wave so I stood there a bit. I tugged on my cock a bit while I was watching him. The only movement was when his cock sort of moved on its own, like it was trying to get up. I stroked myself several times but decided I better move on. He was a quite a hunk and now I had two naked people etched into my mind's eye. His cock was just huge too. I would have liked to walk up and get a better look but I didn't. I guess I didn't have the guts. I did get another beer out though, my third.

The beer was starting to get warmer now but I didn't care. I stood there and chugged it down kind of as an excuse to see if he'd move. He didn't so about half way through the beer I moved on. I was about ready to find a spot to lay down myself.

The beach was starting to get narrow and steeper now. I liked this because I could lie down at an angle and watch out over the water. But the downside is that you can't see far down the beach if anyone is coming. I decided to take my chances since anyone happening on me would have to walk by that other guy first. I'm sure that would take away from the shock of seeing nude people on the beach.

I found a good spot and lay down. I got into my fourth beer and was feeling great. My cock was now perma-hard and my head was buzzing. After a while, I did see some surfers, but they were way off in the distance.

I applied more oil all over and then I closed my eyes, lying naked on the beach with a fully hard cock. I started to relax and started dozing off.

Some time passed when the sun was blocked all of a sudden and I opened my eyes. The dude with the massive shlong was standing over me. Shocked, I said "Hey, what's going on?" He stood about 6'3" and was totally ripped. Muscles bulging with a hard eight pack on his chest. His shaved cock must have been hanging down 9 or 10 inches and as tan as the rest of him.

He said "I woke up and decided to take a walk down the beach and had to pass by you here."

"I saw you as I walked by but you looked like you were sleeping so I kept going" I replied. He wasn't hard now, but his cock was fully engorged from being hard earlier. I wondered if he jacked it off to release it after seeing me, and if he just wanted to see where I went. I couldn't help but stare at his shlong from behind my sunglasses and I thought I saw him looking at mine as well. I'm sure I saw it move again. "You could join me if you want"

"Maybe on my way back. I want to get some jogging in." he replied and turned to move on. He turned to look back several times which again started getting my cock going again. By this time it's just throbbing, bobbing up and down on my chest. I didn't touch it but I didn't need too. It had a life all its own.

He must have turned around no less than five times to look back. And each time his cock looked like it was pointing higher into the air. It was slapping back and forth against his thigh with each step. He moved into a jog and took off to the south. As he jogged, his cock was waving wildly in front of him. I watched as he disappeared around a bend in the beach.

About this time I was really getting hot. I got into my fanny pack and took out my pipe. The only thing that would make this day better was to take a toke, which I proceeded to do. Then I got up and started jogging myself, thinking that that was a good idea. My cock was bobbing as I jogged down to the waves and dove in. The beach was steep here and I just jumped into a large, crashing wave. I tumbled around in the surf a bit. Each wave was knocking my throbbing erection around. I swam out a bit. I could see the guy who walked by about a half mile down the beach now, still jogging. I still didn't see anyone else coming from the north though. I guess in a way I was kind of disappointed because I do enjoy showing myself off.

I swam back in and started to walk back to my spot. I couldn't help but watch my cock slapping my thighs back and forth with each step. The beating was feeling great. I decided to run along the water so I took off back to the north. I imagined that I was on a deserted island with no clothes. I ran around like a wet dog getting all crazy. The sun was beating down on every inch of my skin. Eventually, I slowed down and started walking back to where I left my stuff. I collapsed on the beach and closed my eyes. The sun was bright, I was wet, oily and salty, and I was buzzed.

…

It must have been a while when I opened my eyes again. I was startled by voices and sat up on my elbows. It was that cute couple that were behind me while I was watching the model! They had to walk right by me to pass. There wasn't time to cover up, so what the hell. I watched as they approached and pointed at me. At first I started feeling embarrassed, but I got over it quick. I started getting out what was now a warm beer, so I could look like I was occupied. It still tasted good. They stopped when they got to me and the girl knelt down in front of me about two feet away from my feet.

She was about 5'5," tan with long brown hair and around 110 lbs. wearing a conservative but stylish yellow bikini. The stud she was with looked like he was in great shape. He was also tan with brown hair, about 6' like me and he had on dark blue muscle shorts. They weren't exactly tight but not loose either.

She said "Hi there. Boy you have a lot of balls."

"You ought to know from that view" I replied, as she was only a couple of feet away, between me and the water, staring directly at my hanging balls and my cock which was laying across my thigh to my left.

"Hey, you got another?" the guy asked.

"No. I was only born with one." I replied.

"Not your dick… a beer."

"Yeah, one more but it's warm. You can have it if you want."

"Sure" he replied "we didn't bring anything to drink."

"Must have been a spontaneous beach trip, huh?"

"Yeah, it was. Thanks."

With that, the girl moved closer, looking past me at something. "Is that bud?" she asked.

I looked over to where she was looking and saw my pipe hanging out of my fanny pack. I looked back at her, now just at my feet, looking over my naked body at the pipe. "Well…"

"Could we have a toke?" she asked.

"Sure, but I don't even know your names." I said. It was then that I felt my cock twitch a bit. It was no wonder; she was hanging out over my naked body with her breasts now hanging down in her bikini as she was walking up and over me on her hands and knees to reach up for the pipe.

"I'm Cassia and this is my boyfriend Rick." She said with a very sexy tone.

My cock fully started moving up my thigh then, on its way to my abs. Her boyfriend was opening the beer and I know he saw my cock moving. He didn't seem to care. It was almost like they had planned this. I got the pipe lit and handed it over. She was now on one side of me and he was on the other. I felt like I was being taken advantage of in some way, but I didn't care. When the pipe went to Rick, I looked over and saw that he was having trouble keeping his cock contained in his shorts. It was sticking down the leg about to force its way straight down.

"You know, we saw what happened when you climbed down that cliff." Cassia said with a big grin. "I thought you might be a nudist or exhibitionist or something, so we wanted to follow you to find out."

"Why'd you think that?" I asked.

"From the shorts, dude!" Rick chimed up. "And you didn't seem to mind when your fat boner popped out."

"What else could I do with that model there? She forced me to watch her knowing people got to the beach in very little clothing. I just tried to act natural. I figured she'd be getting all the attention anyway." I said as I started laughing. The bud had already started doing its thing on them and they started laughing too.

Cassia stood up and stripped off her suit top and declared "I'm going swimming!" She had a fine body. Very toned with nice shape but not too skinny. Her breasts were perfectly shaped with quarter size nipples. She then seductively peeled off her bikini bottoms to reveal a closely trimmed pussy that glistened in the sun light. That was it for me. My cock was has hard as a rock and throbbing on its own. I looked at Rick who was watching her as well, and his cock was now pushing down and out the leg of his shorts.

"Hey Stud, why don't you just take those off now?" Cassia asked Rick. "I'd rather see the whole pole like this guy. He obviously doesn't have a problem showing off his cock."

I stood up thinking I'd go for a swim too. "I'll join you!"

Rick slid down his shorts with some difficulty. His cock popped out and slapped up against his chest as it was freed from the confines of the shorts.

Cassia took off running down the beach and dove into the water. "Oh, it's warm!" she yelled.

"Are you coming?" I asked Rick.

"Yeah, lets go." And he turned and started jogging towards the water.

I followed close by and I couldn't help but notice that both of our poles were wagging wildly as we made our way to the surf. My cock was so stiff that jogging only increased the stimulation. I know Rick had to be feeling the same way. We both dove into the water almost simultaneously and swam over to Cassia.

She started giggling and said, "Are those eels or are you both happy to see me?" She reached down and stroked both our cocks a couple of times. But then a wave crashed into us knocking us all down into the surf.

I was disorientated for a moment. Then my face felt the sand at the bottom indicating that I was upside down. The water changed direction and started pulling me back out. When I tried to stand up I fell back down and into Rick, who grabbed onto Cassia trying to hold himself up. My cock stuck right him in between his legs and he clinched down on me with his ass. I reached around Rick and felt Cassia's breast. We all fell down into the surf again. I started feeling hands roaming all over my body. Rick was clenching his buttocks like he was thrusting into Cassia. It was a mix of wrestling and fighting the surf, but the waves were too strong to carry on to much. Another big one crashed in and separated us again.

Cassia found the beach and collapsed down in the wet sand with waves coming up the beach just enough to surround her and wash back out.

Rick and I started walking out of the surf as well. We were both breathing heavily from being under water so much. Both of our cocks had deflated just a bit, and lowered slightly. Cassia was watching us walk out of the surf. "God, I wished I had a camera!"

I smiled and said "Yeah, me too," looking back at her body glistening from the sea water. "Hey… did either of you two put on any sun protection?"

"Yeah, before we left, but we're a little more exposed than we were then." Rick replied.

"So, you didn't put any sunscreen on down there? We can't have that. I've got some oil. It's only SPF 4 but it's better than nothing." We walked up to naked Cassia and both of us held out a hand to pull her up. Instead, of grabbing our hands, she grabbed our cocks and pulled herself up. "Ahhhgghh" I let out thinking it would hurt worse than it did.

"Cool! Built in handles." She said. "I tell you what… We'll each put the oil on each other, one person at a time. That way we all get a two person massage! But I'm first."

"Alright" Rick said.

"Sounds great to me," I replied. By this time we were all feeling terribly buzzed and horny. The entire experience of being on the beach took on a surreal feeling. We got up to our stuff and Cassia laid down on her back in the sand. I didn't care that the oil and sand were going to mix. Rick knelt down on his knees on one side of her and I did the same on her other side. Cassia reached over and placed her hands on our laps, lightly stroking the tops of our now hardening cocks. I sprayed some oil on her from head to toe and Rick and I started kneading the oil into her body.

I started with her shoulder and Rick did the same, keeping some sort of symmetry going. We both went to her arms and hands, which worked well for us. She used the oil to coat our cocks and massage them as we massaged her. She wasn't doing any more than we could handle, but I know I was in ecstasy and I could tell Rick was too, as his member was bobbing on it's own anytime Cassia moved her hand to one side and let go of it. I moved my motions to her breast and chest. She started to moan with pleasure. I closed my eyes for a moment as I massaged her beautiful body.