Again Pablo, gets the heart racing with his telling of a chance encounter in a beautiful setting. Now what could be more romantic than camping on the beach, on a balmy night and meeting a handsome stranger...
Pablo's stories can be found at http://between-thesheets.co.cc as well as http://mistressjournals.co.cc
Excellent reading, well worded and very evocative!
****Teaser****
I became stiff in my groin so much that I had to turn over and lie on my stomach. I was embarrassed by my erection. Still the heat of the blazing sun beat down. My exposed skin burned and the sweat poured down my sides.
My two neighbors wandered off to the cliff close by. I saw several other nude men with muscular bodies follow close behind. They congregated together in the shelter of the cove.
As I turned my head to my side, I watched as all those men fondled each other pleasurably. I stood up. The hot sand burned the soles of my feet so much that I ran to the water. Once in three feet of instant shock of the cold Pacific Ocean I felt my stick of arousal damping off like a seedling drooping with excessive water. I sat down in the swirling onrush of white foamed tide, and washed the grimy sweat from my body. Once standing again I was safe to walk back to my blanket without the plummeting surge of blood tightening my manhood. I realized that this part of the beach was gay.
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