My first day off in two weeks and I couldn't wait to make the most of it. I dropped my wife off for work in the morning, grabbed a coffee from my favourite cafe and smashed out a few of the chores that had been piling up. By mid afternoon it was warming up nicely and I love nothing better than a good beach run in the sun.
I stripped off my clothes and popped some shorts on. Catching myself in the mirror I was pretty impressed with the training I had been doing. I have always been a healthy guy but now my abs were beginning to really show. My jaw line had become more prominent and my biceps were looking great. I grabbed my towel and sunscreen and hopped in the car.
It took me twenty minutes to get down to the beach when it usually only takes ten. I had completely forgotten there was a big function on at the beach this weekend and my usual run was full of people and fenced off in places. Never mind I thought I had been meaning to try a 5k run on the north end of the beach for a while I just never had the right conditions. When the wind picks up as it often does in these parts running back down south is hard going.
I started off at a nice easy jog as i got further away from the heavy crowds and the beach opened up to me I began to pick up the pace. I rounded one small cove and then another when I was met with a pretty small sign.
"Clothing optional beach ahead. 10 metres".
I looked up but the beach was all but deserted apart from two or three umbrellas. Funny I thought I never knew this place existed. I pushed on past the umbrellas not really stopping to look what was going on.
I carried on for about 2.5 km until I finally made it to the end of the beach. The sun was high and I was beginning to really sweat. I took my top off and rubbed my self down with my towel then reapplied more sunscreen ready to turn round and run back down.
The wind was beginning to pick up but I was pretty sure I could beat the worst of it. Half way down the beach and it was really getting strong and my legs began to feel the burn. I came back too the nudist beach area and noticed all the umbrellas were gone. Guessing the wind had got too much for them.
It was a lovely area of the beach a good stretch of crystal white sand leading from the ocean up towards a few hundred yards of sand dunes. The beach was completely empty. I stopped to get my breath and curiosity got the better of me. I had never really been nude in public. Its not something I had really thought about. I took a seat just on the edge of the sand dunes and considered having my first nude swim.
The wind was whipping up pretty hard now and I scooted up the dunes a little more to get out of the sand being thrown up. I looked around and noticed I wasn't alone several people were also taking shelter from the breeze in various spots across the dunes. Some guys were wandering around making small talk with each other as they went.
I lay my towel down and lay back wearing just my shorts. I was about to pull them off but before I could do anything a young bloke maybe early 30s came over to say hello. He had a towel round his waist.
"Hi there, lovely afternoon eh?" the man said.
"Beautiful." I replied.
"You been running?" he asked.
"Yes just up to the end of the beach to the cliff, Big run and feeling the burn in my legs I must say." I told him being my usual friendly self. He must have took that as an invite for more conversation as he pulled his towel off and lay it down beside me.
This guy wasn't the most attractive he certainly wasn't fat but he was not the skinniest either. He was pretty hairy but had a nice bronze tan. What I wasn't prepared for was the fact he was completely naked and he was sporting a pretty impressive cock. I am certainly not gay but can appreciate the human form in all its guises. It was soft and at least 6 inches long. I am proud of my 7 inches when it is hard. He was completely shaved and must admit it looked good.