Fun At The Beach
This is not a true story, but I wouldn’t mind it happening to me. First, a little about me: I’m just a regular guy, a little above average in height and slim from swimming and running. So this happened to me the day I went to the nude beach, my first gay nude beach. I had found a beach that was an easy drive from my house and was far enough away that I probably wouldn’t run into anyone I knew. I packed all the essentials for the beach. I had a large towel, sunscreen, safety first, a small cooler, and a book. I set out for the beach the following day around nine a.m. I wanted to get there early before it became too crowded. I made it to the beach and was on …