Naked For Him 1

I see the "Nudist beach" sign and look at you in horror. You nod and tell me to enjoy it. You know it's been a fantasy of mine for so long but faced with the reality of undressing here in the middle of the beach, I'm mortified. You laugh as you undress casually, confidently.

You make me undress and I feel like everyone is staring. Not too many people on the beach today which is lucky, I guess. I want to sneak as quietly as possible near the dunes but you insist we walk along the water where everyone can see us. The water softly lap our feet and the sun feels warm on my skin. It feels so nice and at the same time makes me acutely aware that every bit of my skin is exposed.

I try not to look around at the people tanning and bathing. And looking at us. Just thinking about it makes my cock stir. You smile and tell me some men are staring at my ass. I blush slightly and start getting hard. You tell me a woman is looking at my cock rising. I keep my eyes looking forward, afraid to look.

You pick a spot to the side but only a handful of metres away from two older men sunbathing. I ask if we can please go a little further but you tell me no. I spread out my towel and lie face down to hide my erection. You laugh and tease me: "You must want them to look at your ass," and start slowly, seemingly absent-mindedly caressing my back.

An older man comes over and asks if it's ok that he takes the spot next to us. "Of course," you say: "Feel free." I'm mortified and look up at you in shock, my erection still forcing me to lie on my front to hide it.

"Let's go for a swim," you say mischievously.

"Uhmmm, can we wait a little while," I beg, but you have already gotten up and look expectantly at me.

I get up, revealing my now fully erect cock. I blush and look around to see if anyone notices. Of course they do. You smile deviously and take my hand, strolling casually to the water, giving everyone ample time to see my cock bobbing along in front of me. I see people looking. Some openly staring. One older woman shakes her head and I blush even more. It's so embarrassing and humiliating and yet my untouched cock is as hard as it has ever been.

Mercifully we get to the ocean and I'm allowed to submerge myself and hide my lust.

"You loved that," you tease me: "Everybody staring at ur hard cock."

I grab my cock underwater where no-one can see and start stroking.

"Did I tell you to touch yourself, you naughty boy?," you mock me.

I stroke faster, hoping to cum quickly so it will come down but you take my hand and stop me.

"I know you are so horny right now, but I'm not done with you yet," you wink and drag me back on to the beach, splashing water violently around us, my erection swinging wildly.

I look around. Oh God, everyone is staring at us. At me. At my naked body. At my cock. It's so hard. It craves their attention. You look back at me and tell me to enjoy it.

When we get back to our towels, our neighbor comments on my cock. Saying it happens often to new people and not to worry too much about it. I'm too embarrassed to answer.

"Thank you for saying that," you answer him: "I hope you don't mind too much."

"Not at all," he says, "it's only natural."

"The sun is strong today," you say: "we had better put some sunscreen on. Sit up," you tell me.

I know it's no use protesting and sit up, facing away from our neighbor, hiding my cock. I feel your hands on my shoulders, rubbing sunscreen into my skin with delicate but firm movements. You are soon finished with my back and lean into me, reaching around me and rubbing sunscreen onto my arms. Your touch feels so good. The sun beating down on us, a gentle breeze caressing us, my hard cock aching, everything feels so good. I moan quietly.

You whisper into my ear: "Do you want me to stroke you?"

"Oh God yes", I whisper. I'm so horny.

You put your hand around my aching cock and start stroking me slowly hidden from view from the rest of the beach. I bite my lip and try to stay quiet, praying you will stroke me faster and let me cum.

"You don't have to try to hide it on my account," our neighbor says, smiling: "I understand you need release from that raging hard-on. I don't mind."

"We might as well not hide it then," you say and turn me around.

He looks straight at us, at my naked body, at your hand milking my hard cock and then directly in my eyes. I'm so embarrassed.

"It's very beautiful," he says, and looking at you, continues pointedly: "Thank you for showing me".

He thanks you. It's your decision, I think, not mine, to show him how I look at the edge of orgasm, my cock throbbing in your hand. I don't have a say. You smile at my realisation.

My eyes wander down his naked body. I look at his chest full of white hair and at his cock, pointing straight at me, hard and thick and veiny.

"Do you mind if I stroke too?," he asks you. Again, he asks you. I don't have a say in the matter. I look at you with fire in my eyes but you nod and smile. He sits with his front towards us so only we can see him. But anyone looking in our direction will see me. He starts stroking his thick cock and I can't help but stare.

"It's ok, you can look at his cock," you say. He sees me looking at his cock and I blush, completely humiliated.

"I'm close," I warn you.

You immediately stop stroking. You look me in the eyes: "Get on all fours for us."

"Please," I beg.

"You want me to touch you there," you say. You're not wrong.

"Not here," I beg.

"You want him to see," you say.

Oh god, you're right, I realize. I get up on all fours, my cock sticking out underneath me.

You position me so he can see my ass. I bury my head in my hands in shame. You circle my hole and start rubbing it. I hear him moan. You make me look back at him. He is looking at my ass. He sees my hole. You are showing him my hole. My cock is throbbing from the realisation that a stranger is looking at you rubbing my hole, hearing my moans, knows how I love it.

You make me ask you to finger me. I moan as your finger enters me. The man looks me in the eyes as I moan for you.

"Want help," he asks? Oh God, in that moment you make me want it.

"No," you say firmly: "He is mine."

"He is enjoying your finger," the stranger says.

"Oh yes," you tell him: "He loves it. It gives him such huge orgasms."

I'm so embarrassed but my moans confirm you tell the truth.

"Make him turn around so we can see," he says.

"You heard him," you say.

I turn around and lie on my back. You spread my legs. You make me hold my legs up, exposing my hole to the stranger. And anyone who looks in our direction. It's so embarrassing but my cock is throbbing. Your finger is deep inside me. You are pushing it all the way in and out. I'm moaning constantly now. Oh God, everyone can see you fingering me. Please, no, I think.

"Is anyone watching?," I moan.

You look around and smile mischievously: "Oh yes. They all see you loving my finger inside you."

I groan in embarrassment.

"Want me to stop?," you say and slowly draw your finger out, sending ripples of pleasure through me.

"Ohhh please, no," I beg. You look at our neighbor and you both smile.

Our neighbor is still watching me, transfixed. I find myself staring at his cock. It is thick and veiny and wet with pre-cum. He is stroking it slowly and sensually. You catch me staring at it.

"Do you like his cock?", you ask.

I moan.

"Tell me," you demand.

"Yes," I admit with a deep moan.

"Tell the nice man what you like about his cock."

"It's beautiful," I moan.

"Do you like the way he strokes it?"

"Yes," I moan: "So sensual."

"Imagine it's his cock inside you, not my finger."

You push a little deeper, more demanding, but still softly, gently probing me. I moan and squirm under you.

"Please," I beg.

You grab my cock and stroke it slowly, mirroring our neighbor's movements. He increases the speed slightly, you do the same and I moan loudly. He realizes his power and slows down again. I moan in desperation.

"Ohh, you want to cum?," you tease: "You want this stranger to see you cum while you ogle his cock?"

I blush and moan at the same time. It's so deliciously embarrassing and humiliating and exciting and sexy.

"Ask the man to cum, dear," you say.

I look at you desperately. You stop stroking me and repeat: "Ask the man to let you cum."

Defeated, I look at the stranger and whisper: "Please let me cum."

He teases me: "What did you say? I can't hear you."

You start stroking me again so lightly. I gather my courage, clear my throat and ask: "Please let me cum."

Our neighbor moans and speeds up his stroking. You match his movements, milking me. Oh God, it feels so good. He is moaning, pre-cum forming on the tip of his gorgeous cock. He is close, too, I realize. He strokes faster. He is going to cum watching me. Your finger tickles that sensitive spot inside me and I cum for you. You are watching me cum. A stranger is watching my orgasm. I'm shaking and moaning, my cock shooting cum all over my chest, my ass contracting on your finger, extending my orgasm. That pushes our neighbor over the edge. He groans as he cums. His cock throbs, his hand moving up and down in a blur. Cum shoots across the sand and sprays all over my chest, mixing with my own.

Finally, my orgasm subsides. I moan as you retract your finger from my insides. I look a mess but feel so amazing. "Thank you," I whisper to you both.