It was mid afternoon now. I'd been at the beach since late morning, making the most of clear sunny day. I'd stripped off as soon as possible, getting my shaved cock and balls out in the hot sunshine. I had picked my way through the edge of the dune area and chosen a dune that was right next to a path to settle down upon.
I proceeded to oil my genitals up so they glistened in the sun. I wasn't discreet about rubbing the oil into my cock and balls. I felt my cock grow as I massaged the oil in. I was soon hard. I stopped rubbing at that point. I wanted to edge for as long as possible before blowing a load. My cock tip was peeking out the end of my foreskin and the veins were prominently visible up my shaft. I lay back, I spread my legs, giving a clear view of my hard cock and balls, and settled down to enjoy teasing myself.
I proceeded to edge. I wanted to keep myself as hard as possible for as long as I could. I was making a show of it, hoping a voyeur would pass by. I made no attempt to hide what I was doing as I played with my cock. I held the base of my shaft and waved the tip around. I teased and played with my foreskin, stretching it out, then nearly pulling it back and exposing my swollen, purple mushroom head. But I wanted to save that moment for a voyeur. I didn't care who.
I lightly ran a finger up and down the underside of my shaft, teasing myself. I let go of my cock and let it point up towards my belly button. Precum was glinting at the tip, pooling in my foreskin, trying to dribble out. I was being as explicit as I could. I wanted to make it obvious I wanted to be watched, wanted people to look at my cock.
I closed my eyes and continued to lay there, lightly running a hand over my cock and balls, teasing myself with a light touch. I was openly masturbating, shamelessly in public, caressing my cock. I felt my arousal rise at the thought and lost myself in the sensations thriugh my cock and all over my body.
A voice broke my trance.
"Nice looking cock there, having fun?," it said.
I let go of my cock in shock as I jolted back to reality. I opened my eyes and looked up. I saw a guy, probably in his early forties, standing a few feet away. He was of course naked. His had a shaved cock and balls, with a long foreskin, currently soft and flaccid. He seemed to keep himself in reasonable shape, not fat not fit. That deep, long time nudist tan all over.
I fought the urge to stop touching my cock and to try to pretend I hadn't noticed my erection. It was far too late for that. And besides, that was the opposite of what I wanted. I slid my hand back down towards my crotch and began to slowly massage my cock again. There was a naked stranger only a few feet away and I made a conscious decision continue to openly play with my cock.
"Umm, thanks," I replied, flattered at the compliment.
As I spoke, I slowly pulled my foreskin back, exposing my swollen glans, dripping with precum to the stranger. I let go of my cock and let him get a good look at my highly aroused state. Nothing was hidden now. I felt my cock twitch under his gaze.
He took this as a sign that attention would be welcome and took a step closer and squatted down next to me, level with my hips. His cock and balls were very visible to me, and easily within reach. And mine within his.
I reached down and resumed a slow stroke on my erect cock as if there wasn't someone next to me.
"Nice size that. Would you like a hand with it?" he asked.
"Maybe in a bit," I answered. "I'm enjoying this at the moment." I nodded towards my cock. "I've never had a conversation while playing with my cock like this before. On the beach, with a stranger. I like the exhibitionist element."