***This is mostly a true story***
I had recently moved to Spain for work, but would be returning back to the States in a few months. I was fortunate to be close to the beach so I could begin turning my white body into a nice tan one by the time I went home.
I am 26 years old, 6 feet, slim yet muscular. Brown hair that likes to stay styled on its own and blue eyes. I've always dated girls and prefer them over men, but lately I have been finding myself getting hard watching men masturbate or imagining my mouth being pushed down onto a throbbing hard cock.
Spending days at the beach, I loved the views of women walking around without a top on. Trying not to get caught looking as their breasts swayed as they walked. I enjoyed walking up and down the beach to see the sights, both landscape and people. About a month in after trying a few beaches I found a nudist beach nearby. I have always been open sexually so I decided to join the small crowd and removed my swim shorts, exposing my cock and smooth balls. Thankfully I had manscaped in the shower the night before, shaving away any pubic hair to leave my privates smooth and bare.
After building up a tan for the month on the normal beaches it was obvious that this was my first time at a nude beach from my white upper thighs and ass, but I wasn't uncomfortable laying down with my soft cock resting on my leg for everyone to see.
The nude beach was filled with a variety of people; older couples, out of shape couples, women, men, some tan, some not. I was nonchalantly glancing at them all, seeing the tanned breasts of the women and how the males' cocks glistened with sweat, occasionally becoming semi-erect. I myself was able to keep my penis down as I was unsure how others would react to someone having an erection in the middle of the beach.
I decided to continue going back to the beach. One day the open part of the beach was very rocky from the tide the previous day so the few people that showed up were laid out further back in the dunes. Once back there I was more secluded from everyone than normal, not being able to see anyone else, and I could only see the water from a certain angle.
After stripping down and getting hot enough from the sun I walked down to the water to cool off, my penis bouncing off my now tanned thighs as I stepped through the sand. I was swimming alone when a man around the age of 30 walks down from the area I was set up. I never knew his name so I'll call him Ian. Ian was wearing a blue speedo that showed off a seemingly thick package underneath. The color of his toned body showed that he was a frequent visitor of the beach. Most would call him attractive, I've never really found the male figure attractive, but I do get aroused thinking of other mens' penises.
As he submerged himself into the water, I began wading out and heading back to my spot. I toweled off my face and sat in my beach chair, facing the sun, which I soon learned also faced Ian's spot. He walked by me on his way back up and I noticed him cast a glance my way as he passed.
From where I was sitting I could see his head through the bush on top of the dune. I was in the midst of reading a book when he side stepped around the dune, no more than 15 feet from me. Ian began stroking his member, his body angled directed at me. Neither of us wanted to be so obvious in our actions so we never made eye contact. I continued trying to read my book while looking out of the corner of my eye to see his thick cock slowly growing as he continued to fondle himself.
Most of the others that were there earlier had already left, so it seemed we were the only ones left. My once flaccid penis now stood straight up even as I pretended not to notice what was happening in front of me. I had never been with another man before in any way and was nervous about what was happening, but there was one part of me I suppose that wasn't nervous. I was already leaking precum which I had to continuously wipe off with my towel.
Another man snuck up on our location walking through the dunes and I quickly placed my book down to my legs to hide my erection. But he seemed to know what was happening and also began playing with himself right in front of me. Part of me felt relief in the idea that maybe these 2 obviously openly gay men would go off together and leave me alone, or let me just watch. But he didn't stick around long and the next time I looked up he was gone.
My mind was reeling. I kept telling myself how crazy this was as I got off my chair and laid down face up onto my blanket. I saw Ian walk down past me to the main part of the beach and thought the situation was over, so I closed my eyes to the sun and world around me and began to doze off.
I was awakened by something wet touching me. Touching my penis. I opened my eyes to see Ian bending over me with his tongue sliding up my semi hard cock. I was so stunned I sat up and pushed him off of me. He placed a hand on my chest, gently pushing me back down and with his other hand guided my cock back into his lowering mouth, and I let it happen. I looked all around, scanned up and down the coast of the water but couldn't see anyone that would be able to see what was happening in the sand dunes. I didn't think he spoke any English and the only Spanish I could muster up was to order a beer and ask for the check, so I laid back and we both didn't say a word to each other.