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04-25-2005, 03:43 PM
"Rhythmic Fucking On a Private Beach"
By: Chris Abel
Summary: Gay outside sex on the beach. Semester break brings this UCLA student to a private beach for an incredibly erotic sexual encounter with a hairy chested bear. Nature lovers will like this one.
When I was a college sophomore, I took a number of grueling classes. You know the type... the kind that make your brain overheat and smoke come out your ears when you sleep. You can imagine how relieved I felt the day I turned in my final project for my last class that semester. I decided to drive up the coast alone. I wanted to just get away from it all and do some self-reflection. As I drove up Hwy 1, it hugged the coastline and I saw the most breathtaking panoramic vistas. I just kept driving and driving... leaving the city life behind and entering a world where nature overtakes you. When I finally pulled over, I was somewhere in southern Monterey county... maybe 20-30 miles from Big Sur. I hadn't planned to drive so far but the beautiful scenery was so intoxicating I just couldn't stop. As I got out of the car, I could smell the sweet air scented with those California poppies that covered so many of the hillsides I had passed. I quickly scanned the area. There were no signs of human activity anywhere... no houses, no businesses, no people at all. What a striking area I thought as I stood on a high windy cliff looking down on the blue green water below. I just stood there totally mesmerized for several moments. The mountains seemed to fall into the ocean on the coastline up ahead. I thought how I was standing literally on the very edge of the United States. I knew I was lucky to live in such a beautiful state. As I stood there soaking it all in, the stresses of my sophomore year seemed to melt away. I felt so good I let out a loud yelp. About that time, I spotted a sea otter playing off the coast. This was a real joy as I didn't get to see many sea otters living in LA. I love sea otters and I couldn't help but smile at this little guy floating there on its back cracking open its food with a rock. What a life I mused, floating around in the water all day I decided to climb down the cliff to try to get a better look. There was no path and it was so steep I almost slide all the way down. When I got to the bottom, I discovered a beautiful little alcove in the rocks and the most beautiful little beach. I looked up to try to see the car but I couldn't even see the road. WOW, I thought... a totally private beach! What a treat! I found a comfortable rock to sit on and sat there for a long time watching the pelicans and gulls go by. As the day heated up, I decided that since I had this little beach all to myself and no one could see me, I'd take advantage of it. I took off my clothes. How relaxing to feel the warm sun and the cool breeze on my totally bare skin. I leaned back and closed my eyes. I could hear the waves roll in and crash against the nearby rocks. The more I listened the more I could hear the rhythm of the waves I had dreamed about before. The waves went in cycles of soft waves progressing to heavy waves and then back to soft. This sound was so relaxing, I began to drift off into erotic sleep. I don't know how long I was drifting but all of a sudden I felt as though someone was watching me. I opened my eyes and there was this ruggedly handsome hairy man standing there. I thought I was dreaming at first and sat up to take a better look. But he was most definitely real with those deep blue eyes that seemed to communicate with my very soul. He smiled at me in a gentle way and I felt instantly at ease with him... even though I was lying there totally naked. After a long moment of mutual curiosity, he said, "Nice day to take a nap isn't it?" I responded with some small talk and he asked, "Do you mind if I join you?" I said I wouldn't mind and he took off his clothes and layed back just opposite from me. He smiled again and said, "You must have been having a great dream." I didn't know why he said it at first but when his eyes fell on my erect 8 inch cock, I realized my secret dreams were his for the taking. I didn't know what to say but I finally managed to fumble some words out, "I've always dreamed of doing it by the ocean to the rhythm of the tides." He smiled again. We both knew what he had on his mind but I sensed he was a very patient man. He was also older than me by at least a decade but I really didn't care. He was so ruggedly handsome. He had well-defined muscles, big broad shoulders, and a very hairy chest. I could see his thick cock was swelling up too. I could see every vein bulging out and I knew he wanted to fuck me right then and there but he resisted rushing in. He began to rub my foot and lower leg as he asked me to describe my dream in detail. I told him about how the rhythm of the tides reminded me of sex. The pulsating sounds starting off soft and then working their way up into a pounding swell. He listened and said, "Very erotic." My body began to tremble with anticipation as he slowly made his way up my leg rubbing and stroking and talking to me in that gentle voice. I wanted to reach out and grab him but he was so masterful, I knew to let him orchestrate this encounter. When he finally touched my cock, I thought I would explode. I know I flushed. After a few strokes up and down my shaft, he reached over and pulled me toward him and gave me the warmest embrace I've ever felt. He held me for several minutes and then kissed me with great intensity. He lifted his head and said, "I want to fuck you like in your dream." My body totally submitted and he turned me over and pushed his hard throbbing cock into my anus. He proceeded lightly at first but with each stroke, the thrust got faster and harder. "Is this what you mean by rhythmic with the ocean?" his gentle voice asked me. About this time I realized that this was the rhythm I had fallen asleep to... as the waves got harder he fucked me harder, as the waves got softer, he fucked me softer. Every time we went through another cycle I moaned louder. Finally, on the fifth cycle I felt the cum explode from me. I screamed in ecstasy. One more cycle through and he was screaming too and he squirt hot cum all over my ass. I could hear him breath a deep sigh as he sunk back in exhaustion. I turned and looked at him. I could see the beads of sweat across his brow... he was so gorgeous. He smiled at me again. We embraced and then both took a long nap. We woke up in time to watch the sunset together. He climbed back up the cliff with me. I don't know why to this day but I never asked his name or for his phone number. In fact, we talked very little. He mounted his motorcycle and drove it over to my car. I rolled down the window to say goodbye and he said something I'll never forget, "See you on the UCLA campus next year." A rush of adrenaline hit me... had this guy seen me before? I had not told him I was a college student or that I lived in LA. My mind raced trying to figure it out. But before I could ask him, he gave me a little wink and zoomed away. You can bet I kept looking for him the next 2 years of college... glancing up in hopes at every husky man I saw on campus. Sadly, I never saw him again. It's been a mystery to this day and may be forever.
By: Chris Abel
Summary: Gay outside sex on the beach. Semester break brings this UCLA student to a private beach for an incredibly erotic sexual encounter with a hairy chested bear. Nature lovers will like this one.
When I was a college sophomore, I took a number of grueling classes. You know the type... the kind that make your brain overheat and smoke come out your ears when you sleep. You can imagine how relieved I felt the day I turned in my final project for my last class that semester. I decided to drive up the coast alone. I wanted to just get away from it all and do some self-reflection. As I drove up Hwy 1, it hugged the coastline and I saw the most breathtaking panoramic vistas. I just kept driving and driving... leaving the city life behind and entering a world where nature overtakes you. When I finally pulled over, I was somewhere in southern Monterey county... maybe 20-30 miles from Big Sur. I hadn't planned to drive so far but the beautiful scenery was so intoxicating I just couldn't stop. As I got out of the car, I could smell the sweet air scented with those California poppies that covered so many of the hillsides I had passed. I quickly scanned the area. There were no signs of human activity anywhere... no houses, no businesses, no people at all. What a striking area I thought as I stood on a high windy cliff looking down on the blue green water below. I just stood there totally mesmerized for several moments. The mountains seemed to fall into the ocean on the coastline up ahead. I thought how I was standing literally on the very edge of the United States. I knew I was lucky to live in such a beautiful state. As I stood there soaking it all in, the stresses of my sophomore year seemed to melt away. I felt so good I let out a loud yelp. About that time, I spotted a sea otter playing off the coast. This was a real joy as I didn't get to see many sea otters living in LA. I love sea otters and I couldn't help but smile at this little guy floating there on its back cracking open its food with a rock. What a life I mused, floating around in the water all day I decided to climb down the cliff to try to get a better look. There was no path and it was so steep I almost slide all the way down. When I got to the bottom, I discovered a beautiful little alcove in the rocks and the most beautiful little beach. I looked up to try to see the car but I couldn't even see the road. WOW, I thought... a totally private beach! What a treat! I found a comfortable rock to sit on and sat there for a long time watching the pelicans and gulls go by. As the day heated up, I decided that since I had this little beach all to myself and no one could see me, I'd take advantage of it. I took off my clothes. How relaxing to feel the warm sun and the cool breeze on my totally bare skin. I leaned back and closed my eyes. I could hear the waves roll in and crash against the nearby rocks. The more I listened the more I could hear the rhythm of the waves I had dreamed about before. The waves went in cycles of soft waves progressing to heavy waves and then back to soft. This sound was so relaxing, I began to drift off into erotic sleep. I don't know how long I was drifting but all of a sudden I felt as though someone was watching me. I opened my eyes and there was this ruggedly handsome hairy man standing there. I thought I was dreaming at first and sat up to take a better look. But he was most definitely real with those deep blue eyes that seemed to communicate with my very soul. He smiled at me in a gentle way and I felt instantly at ease with him... even though I was lying there totally naked. After a long moment of mutual curiosity, he said, "Nice day to take a nap isn't it?" I responded with some small talk and he asked, "Do you mind if I join you?" I said I wouldn't mind and he took off his clothes and layed back just opposite from me. He smiled again and said, "You must have been having a great dream." I didn't know why he said it at first but when his eyes fell on my erect 8 inch cock, I realized my secret dreams were his for the taking. I didn't know what to say but I finally managed to fumble some words out, "I've always dreamed of doing it by the ocean to the rhythm of the tides." He smiled again. We both knew what he had on his mind but I sensed he was a very patient man. He was also older than me by at least a decade but I really didn't care. He was so ruggedly handsome. He had well-defined muscles, big broad shoulders, and a very hairy chest. I could see his thick cock was swelling up too. I could see every vein bulging out and I knew he wanted to fuck me right then and there but he resisted rushing in. He began to rub my foot and lower leg as he asked me to describe my dream in detail. I told him about how the rhythm of the tides reminded me of sex. The pulsating sounds starting off soft and then working their way up into a pounding swell. He listened and said, "Very erotic." My body began to tremble with anticipation as he slowly made his way up my leg rubbing and stroking and talking to me in that gentle voice. I wanted to reach out and grab him but he was so masterful, I knew to let him orchestrate this encounter. When he finally touched my cock, I thought I would explode. I know I flushed. After a few strokes up and down my shaft, he reached over and pulled me toward him and gave me the warmest embrace I've ever felt. He held me for several minutes and then kissed me with great intensity. He lifted his head and said, "I want to fuck you like in your dream." My body totally submitted and he turned me over and pushed his hard throbbing cock into my anus. He proceeded lightly at first but with each stroke, the thrust got faster and harder. "Is this what you mean by rhythmic with the ocean?" his gentle voice asked me. About this time I realized that this was the rhythm I had fallen asleep to... as the waves got harder he fucked me harder, as the waves got softer, he fucked me softer. Every time we went through another cycle I moaned louder. Finally, on the fifth cycle I felt the cum explode from me. I screamed in ecstasy. One more cycle through and he was screaming too and he squirt hot cum all over my ass. I could hear him breath a deep sigh as he sunk back in exhaustion. I turned and looked at him. I could see the beads of sweat across his brow... he was so gorgeous. He smiled at me again. We embraced and then both took a long nap. We woke up in time to watch the sunset together. He climbed back up the cliff with me. I don't know why to this day but I never asked his name or for his phone number. In fact, we talked very little. He mounted his motorcycle and drove it over to my car. I rolled down the window to say goodbye and he said something I'll never forget, "See you on the UCLA campus next year." A rush of adrenaline hit me... had this guy seen me before? I had not told him I was a college student or that I lived in LA. My mind raced trying to figure it out. But before I could ask him, he gave me a little wink and zoomed away. You can bet I kept looking for him the next 2 years of college... glancing up in hopes at every husky man I saw on campus. Sadly, I never saw him again. It's been a mystery to this day and may be forever.