Holiday romance

This is dedicated to all of you out there on holidays, I hope that on your way to the pool, you get to see a hunk, that he smiles to you, and that your holiday leads into THE romance of the summer.

The beach

I dreamt of the beach last nigh, it was naked men's heaven, beauty abounding everywhere you looked it was perfect, I was at peace, happy watching beauty and perfection...

I want to go there again!

On the Beach

The shadow of your cock

Behind the fabric of your tent

Will colour all my dreams

And light the dawn.

Now when I remember the beach,

And every lovely thing,

I will be remembering

The shadow of your cock.

Behind the fabric of your tent.

2625 exists, I have seen it!

Thank you Ted for a gem of a shot there, lovely and true to 2625 ethics!

Beach Man of 2625

He brought me here, away from the crowds, I did not know what to do, should I really be so far away with a complete stranger? We talked little, in fact, I don't really remember his voice. 

His powerful arms embraced me, he pulled me towards him, his breath was fresh, a chewing gum maybe...  He kissed me hard and deep, his tong deep inside me, his strong arms pulling me towards him. 

Meanwhile I could feel his cock hardening and pressing against me, his red shorts were slightly too tight on him revealing this good shaped cigar of joy. Without a word, he pressed on my head, directing me down towards his crotch. I tried to resist, but there was no use, he was so strong... I could smell the sea, a bit of sweat, nothing unpleasant, in fact, I recognise that pure essence of man, the spirit of excitement, the soul of adventure, the pneuma of sex and abandon. 

He unveiled his beautiful cock, big hanging balls, not a big tool, just a nice handy size. He was nicely hairy, it felt good to feel his cock rug against my cheeks. I started kissing the beast softly, sucking the tip slowly, playing with his foreskin gently, it tasted somewhat salty, probably the taste of the sea, he must have been swimming earlier.

There was an other smell, that of suntan lotion, which, mixed with the sweat, the circumstances, the excitement and this unexpected adventure, aroused me to a higher degree. I was shaking with trepidation and pleasure.

I sucked on his now very hard cock, it did not take long before I heard the grunts, his hands firmly grabbing my head, his stomach pressing on my forehead faster and faster, the unstoppable rhythm of love was overwhelming, he then stopped.... I felt an explosion of juice, invading my mouth, he let out a huge low guttural sound followed by pounding exhalations. 

The sweet and warm liquid felt good, he was breathing heavy now, slowly put his shorts back on, and then proceeded to walk back to the busy beach, not a word, not a sound, he went. 

I stayed behind, in a state of complete peace and happiness. 

Feeling used and exploited, somehow felt good!

Where are you red short man, you made me so happy that day.

I can still taste you, I can still smell you, I can....

I love you!

The apparition

I know you.

You are an apparition.

An oasis of 2625.

A vision.

You dress so well.

You exist.

That is all I need to know.

And as you walk on by.

Tears.

Tears of thankfulness.

Tears of desire.

Tears of 2625.

On the beach...

Forever

in my dreams my heart will be

Hanging on to this sweet memory

A day of strange desire

And a night that burned like fire

Take me back to the place that I know

On the beach

Thank you