Part 8 - Sharing Love
"The surfer dude wasn't at the toll bridge this morning," I commented to Eric as we were driving down the freeway on the way to the nude beach. "I haven't seen him since I gave him the show."
The day was typical of early August. It was warm and humid with a thin overcast and no wind, the kind of day when you wish for the breeze that is never there, and a nude dip in a cool river feels so good.
"I've seen him in town a few times, so I know he's still around," Eric replied. "I hope your show wasn't so shocking that he gave up his job."
"I doubt it. As shocked as he looked at the time, I bet he has used my show as jack-off inspiration ever since. He probably jacked off ten times that day when there were no cars to collect tolls from." I was getting hard thinking about that concept.
"You better get that boner under control before we get to the beach," Eric observed. "You're going to be naked again, you know. Clothing is no longer optional for you."
"No sweat. I know if it's still hard when I take my shorts off, you'll do what's necessary to soften it." I was smiling and getting even hornier just thinking about that.
We were still a mile from the exit, but the car was slowing.
"I think we have an emergency," Eric said with a worried look on his face.
He pulled the car to the shoulder, turned off the engine, turned on the emergency flashers, and set the brake.
"What's wrong?" I asked. "I didn't notice anything wrong with the car."
"The emergency is not with the car," he replied. "It's in your pants, smart ass."
He unbuttoned my pants and went down on my boner without further comment.
"Uunnnhhhhh! Jesus Christ, Eric! We're on a public freeway! What if someone thinks we really need help and stops?"
There was no comment, just the slurping sounds that a guy makes when he is really enjoying someone else's cock, combined with the sound of traffic whizzing by the open window.
"Auggghhhhhh! That feels so fucking good!" Eric was incredibly good at this, and I was having a big conflict between what I wanted and what might happen if I got it.
That comment was followed immediately by another from me. "Shit! There's a car stopping in front of us! Now he's backing up! Eric! Stop right now!"
He paused briefly. "I'm not going to stop, so you better cum."
"Sweet Jesus, Eric! I don't cum on demand! He's getting out of his car! Christ, Eric, he's a cop! It's not a cop car, but he's a cop! Uhhhhhh! What are you doing?"
As I frantically watched the cop get out of his car and start our way, Eric was running his tongue around the head of my cock in some new magic way. I was going out of my mind with both fear and pleasure and started dumping my load of cum into his eager mouth with no way of stopping it.
"Uhhhhnnnggg! OK, I was wrong! I just came on demand! Get up! He's nearly here!"
Eric sat up and I buttoned my pants just before the cop walked up to the window. My summer tan had turned a bright shade of red.
"Anything I can help you with? I'm off duty, but I wanted to make sure everything is OK."
"Thanks for stopping, dude," Eric replied. "The accelerator got stuck, but I've got it fixed now. The mat jams up underneath of it sometimes."
"OK, buddy," our rescuer replied, smiling broadly. "Have a great day."
Eric was actually chuckling! Once the cop was safely back in his car, Eric was laughing out loud. I could not believe what had just happened!
"Accelerator my fucking ass!", I shouted. "The only thing accelerating was my heart rate! Christ, Bro! I could handle doing something like that with some guy watching who wanted to watch, but that was a bit much! Furthermore, you've got my cum on your chin! If he didn't see that, I'll eat my hat! He didn't believe a word you said!"
That just made him laugh harder. Getting himself more or less under control, Eric replied, "You just have to learn to live on the edge, dude. Now tell me, did the prospect of being discovered make it more exciting? It did for me. Your ongoing description of what was happening outside the car was a real turn-on for me."
I looked over at Eric's shorts. There was a huge wet spot over on the left side where his cock was still in the process of shrinking. The big shit had gotten off hands-free just from the excitement! I looked at his grinning face in disbelief.
"You are amazing! Just when I think I have you figured out, you pull something entirely new!" Now I was the one who was laughing.
"Hey dude, the day is young. We may have more surprises before it's over. As you know from experience, the nude beach is a fine place for surprises."
He pulled back into traffic and almost immediately took the exit for the park.
When we took off our shorts and put them in his pack at the edge of the clothing optional area, my cock was quite soft. I was still so shell-shocked from the freeway incident that I didn't think it would ever get hard again.
Eric ran his hand over the new growth of hair on my head.
"I miss the Mohawk," he said.
In spite of my promise to Eric to keep it forever, my Mohawk haircut would not have gone over well with the school officials in our small conservative town. Dad had been great to give it to me in the first place, and I sadly let him cut it off. I would soon be back to my more normal wiry dark brown crew cut. For now, the crew cut was just a little shorter than usual.
"I'm sorry I had to get rid of it," I said, "but I know you understand the issues."
"You bet I understand, Bro," he said as he put an arm around my shoulders. "Sometimes we have to make concessions for society, but there are some concessions that you and I aren't going to make."
He was right. We had been living a charmed life that summer with respect to conflict. The charm couldn't last forever. However, I was determined not to dwell on that. Those things would be addressed when necessary, and I knew Eric and I would help each other through those times.
Because it was Wednesday and the weather was not quite perfect, there were just a few people scattered about on the main beach. As we walked upriver towards the part of the beach where the gay guys hung out, the population increased a little. As usual, in addition to some individuals just enjoying the beach, there were couples and small groups talking or playing with Frisbees or footballs. There was a little kissing and hand-holding going on here and there as well. I took Eric's hand as we walked along.
"It's so peaceful and relaxing here," I observed after we had moved into the more secluded area where I had met Eric several weeks earlier. "This is one of the few places where guys like us can really relax and be themselves."
"You're right, Bro. Now if you look up ahead there, you'll see a couple of guys really enjoying each other."
The beach was narrower here, just a few feet wide, but at intervals the woods gave way to grassy areas suitable for couples to share time in relative privacy. We were approaching one of these spots and about to invade the privacy of two guys on a blanket, about 100 feet away, who were doing something I had heard about but had never seen.
I stopped, mesmerized by the two guys. "We better turn around and not interrupt them," I whispered, although that was definitely not what I wanted to do."
"It's OK, Bro. They know we're here," Eric replied quietly. "I noticed them a few seconds ago. The one on top looked this way and smiled. We're not a threat."
We walked on along the beach. As we got closer, I could see that the guy on the bottom, a blonde copy of Eric with the biggest boner I had ever seen, appeared to be in a trance. His legs were spread wide. The guy kneeling forward between his legs was a dark, black-haired Latino not more than a year older than me. The Latino was slowly, gently and methodically screwing the blonde in the ass. With every thrust, his hard stomach pulled in and his muscular ass cheeks tightened. The beautifully developed muscles across his smooth shoulders and back rippled in the soft reflected light. His back and ass cheeks were bathed in sweat, both because of the exertion and because of the humid day.
A steady flow of cum was spreading over the blonde guy's stomach from his own hard cock. As we got closer, the Latino began to groan. His thrusts became slower and deeper. I could see that his cock was bare, and I knew he was filling the blonde guy with his cum. With a final groan and thrust, and an expression on his face almost of pain, he collapsed on his buddy. As we passed, they were kissing, still joined together. I could see cum dripping out of the blonde guy's asshole below the Latino's cock.
I was silent as we walked on up the beach, still holding hands. My cock was no longer soft, to say the least. That spell had been broken. Eric's was hard too. He was also silent, letting me absorb what I had seen.
We stopped at the next grassy opening and silently spread our blanket. We sat down side by side looking at the river.
I broke the silence. "We've never talked about going all the way. It seems pretty intense. Do you think we'll do it some day?"
"Sure we will, when the time is right."
"Should we have some condoms around just in case? I've heard that it's important to have condoms for protection whenever you have sex like that."
"You and I won't need condoms."
That stopped me in my tracks. I looked at him, puzzled. This information contradicted what I understood about safe sex in general. Not that I thought Eric's cock had been in dangerous places - he had good judgment - but it was just a general principle.
"Why not?"
"I know that safe sex is important, Ty, but you need to know a little more about me. I know that to you I seem sexually experienced, and in a way I am. But two years ago, I had no more experience than you do. I've gotten my rocks off several times watching guys screw like the two we just watched, but I've never had anal sex with anyone in either direction, and I know you haven't either. One of these days, you and I are going to be two virgins trying to figure out how the hell to do it. And from this point on, I know neither one of us is going to do that with anyone else."
I looked over at Eric. I had to think about that for a minute. I had to think about Eric at 15, or actually just 16, two years before. I had never thought about him being other than in the present. It was an interesting thing to think about. About Eric having a first time. About Eric being as nervous as I had been. About Eric becoming comfortable with himself and his sexual orientation.
I reached over and gave him a big kiss. I smiled and said, "You're on, Bro. But we better carry some lubricant or we'll be two frustrated virgins for sure."
He smiled at me. "I'm with you on that. However, for the moment, if you're as hard as I am, we need to do something about it. I've got a suggestion."
He lay down on his back and pulled me on top of him. He pulled my head down, and soon our tongues were playing tag with each other. I always loved that, and it always got me really hot.
"OK, now turn around on your hands and knees with your knees by my head and your hands by my hips."
I quickly complied, getting the idea immediately.
"Now see that thing in front of your face? Do whatever comes to mind, but remember, I'm going to be doing the same thing to yours."
I leaned down and took the head of his cock in my mouth. As I did, he reached around my waist for stability and did exactly the same thing. I moved down his cock with my mouth just as my cock disappeared into his mouth. I backed off and licked his cock with my tongue as he did the same thing. It was almost like sucking myself off, something I had tried to do but didn't have the flexibility to accomplish. I stopped, breathing heavily. It was very different from just giving or getting pleasure. It was like instant feedback.
I swallowed him completely. I wanted to cry out as he swallowed me as well, but I realized that this was going to be a silent activity, and I needed to concentrate on what I was doing. I went to work on his cock for a while thinking both about what would please him and what would please me if he did it. I began to understand doing and feeling at the same time, and it made everything even more intense.
He stopped briefly, and I did as well.
"Don't look now," he said softly, "but we've got a watcher, and we know him. It's surfer dude from the toll booth. Does that bother you?"
"No, I think it's cool," I whispered back. "Shall we give him a show?"
"It's OK with me if it's OK with you. Do you want me to let him know he's welcome to stick around?"
"Yes."
As I went down on Eric again, I felt one hand leave my hips briefly as he waved a friendly greeting to surfer dude. He was most likely smiling his best killer smile as well.
I began to understand why those other guys didn't mind us watching. It added a new dimension when someone was watching and you knew it. Eric was right; I needed to learn to live on the edge. Now, besides concentrating on what I was doing and feeling, I was also thinking about being watched. I think it made my cock even harder, and I think it made Eric's cock bigger as well.
Trying to concentrate on what I was doing was becoming more difficult. It was like my body and Eric's were fused together into one big pleasure machine. I realized I couldn't hold off any longer. As I began to cum, I wanted to cry out, but Eric began to spew down my throat at the same time. It was like we were fused together and recycling cum right through each other. For a minute, I completely forgot about surfer dude.
The first thing I did after we were done cumming was to spin around and give Eric a big kiss so that we could share our cum with each other. Then I rolled over on my side to take a breath and look for surfer dude. He was about 20 feet away, watching transfixed, absent-mindedly rubbing his cock through his white board shorts. He completely fit the surfer dude image. He was a couple of inches shorter than me, but a little stockier, probably about 160 pounds. His dark tan set off his medium length blonde hair perfectly. His abs were nearly as perfect as Eric's, and his stomach was hard as a rock. He had the beginnings of a light blonde trail leading into his shorts.
"Hey buddy, I remember you. Come and join us," I said, patting the blanket beside me.
I could see the conflict between fear and desire in his eyes.
"Come on over and chat with us, dude," Eric said, smiling.
Desire won out. Slowly, he walked over and sat down beside me as close to the edge of the blanket as he could, his arms around his knees as if to protect himself. Instinctively, I knew Eric was expecting me to take the lead on this. I was the least threatening of the two of us, and he had seen me before - all of me."
"I'm Ty, and this is Eric," I said, offering my hand.
"I'm Zach," he said nervously, shaking my hand.
"I'm happy to meet you, dude," Eric said with a smile as he shook Zach's hand.
Zach wrapped himself in his arms again.
"I'm 15. I'll be 16 in a couple of weeks. Eric's 18. How old are you?" I inquired.
"I just turned 16 last spring," he replied.
Now it was time to make him comfortable.
"Cool! You and I have met a few times before in passing. I gave you quite a show a couple of weeks ago. It wasn't quite as good as the one you got to see right now, but it was a little more unexpected," I said, smiling a little ruefully to inject some humor.
Zach actually smiled. "Yeah, that was an experience I won't forget. A couple of drivers won't forget it either. I had a hard time making change for about 10 minutes or so."
I laughed softly. "I really apologize for creating that situation in the first place. Sometimes I get these crazy ideas, and I just don't have the sense not to put them into action."
"It's OK, dude," he said. His arms had dropped to the blanket. He was loosening up a little.
"Have you been to this beach before?" I asked, adding, "I haven't been here often. My first time was just a couple of months ago. That's the day I met Eric."
"No, this is my first time here. I'm pretty nervous about it all."
"Don't be, dude," Eric said. "Everyone here is cool."
Now I was looking for a way to get him out of his pants. "We're gonna jump in and cool off a bit. Wanna join us?"
Eric and I got up and started for the water, looking at Zach. Zach joined us.
"Why not leave your shorts on the blanket," I said. "Everybody swims naked here."
"Yeah, dude, skinny dipping is the greatest," Eric added, giving Zach his best charming smile.
The conflict was back in Zach's eyes, and this time it was between modesty and being one of the guys. He hesitated only briefly and decided to be one of the guys. He was missing his tan where his shorts had been, revealing that nudity hadn't been in his vocabulary before. He was being really brave.
We waded out into water up to our waists and then dove into the deeper water. Eric and I did our usual wrestling around, and after a minute or so, I swam up behind Zach, grabbed him, and wrestled him under the water. He quickly joined in the fun, which included a bit of ass grabbing and feeling up. Zach had a good boner now, and he seemed to be happy when it got a little attention. It seemed like sexual play was less threatening under water.
As we started to walk out of the water, I shot Eric a questioning glance and got an affirmative nod. Communication is easy when you're soul mates.
I stopped in about two feet of water, putting my arm around Zach's shoulders playfully. I rubbed his hard stomach briefly and then grabbed his cock and stroked it a little. His cock was just a little longer than either mine or Eric's, but it was slender like mine. I loved his almost-invisible trail that ended a neat patch of trimmed blonde pubic hair. I could feel the fear vs. desire conflict in his shoulders. Desire won out again. He relaxed. I maneuvered him so he was facing away from the shore, and knelt in the water in front of him. It was a replay of the day I met Eric except my role had changed.
"This is my first time doing anything like this," Zach revealed.
"I won't do anything you don't want me to," I replied. "Stop me if you aren't comfortable."
"OK," he whispered.
I stroked his cock gently for a few seconds. Eric had moved around behind him, so when I took his cock into my mouth and his knees buckled, he found himself leaning comfortably against Eric's strong chest.
"Uuunnnhhhh!"
"OK, buddy?"
"Oh yeah, dude! It feels great!"
He was getting into this quickly. Obviously he was more ready for sex than I had been. Grabbing him by the hips, I teased the head of his cock a little with my tongue, getting a few gasps of pleasure in response. Eric was stroking his chest and stomach gently, and playing with his nipples. Time to get serious. I swallowed his cock to the base.
"Uuunnnggghhhh! Oh fuck, Ty, that is unreal."
My mouth moved slowly up and down the length of his cock as he continued to lean against Eric. One of Eric's hands was moving up and down his stomach and chest and tracing the trail from time to time, and I realized the other was playing with his asshole. I knew when Eric's finger had reached inside and found its goal.
Zach's whole body jerked. "Uuunnnhhhh! Shit dude, that is so good!"
I have to admit Zach had a lot more staying power than I did the first time. I used the techniques I had used on Eric the time I did him in the rain. I listened to Zach's breathing and kept myself aware of the tension in his ass muscles. I played with the tip of his cock with my tongue, then took in a few inches, then swallowed the full length before backing off to keep him from cumming. I varied the speed and the rhythm occasionally to keep him off guard. I took his moans of pleasure as a clue to continue with what I was doing.
This went on for about two or three minutes before he couldn't stand it any longer. Grabbing my head with both hands, he repeatedly thrust his cock into my mouth and down my throat like a wild man, moaning constantly. As I had done with Eric, I just relaxed and let him do what he wanted. Zach must have been saving up his cum for weeks. I couldn't take it all, and before he was done it was all over both of us and floating on the water.
As he leaned back against Eric recovering, I stood up. I didn't want to push him too far, but I had another idea. Still supporting Zach, Eric leaned a little to one side as I gave him a big kiss, sharing with him the taste of Zach's cum, just a little muskier than Eric's. Zach stepped a little to one side and watched us. Then he demonstrated that he was made of pretty strong stuff.
"I wanna try that too," he said.
I turned to him and planted my face on his, sticking my tongue inside. I could tell this was a new one for him as well, but he picked up on it very quickly. Our tongues tangled for a few seconds before I leaned back and grinned at him.
He grinned back, and then turned to Eric.
"I wanna do that with you too, dude," he said with a big smile.
Eric was happy to oblige, and it was incredibly hot watching them kiss as I ran my hand over Zach's back and Eric's ass.
"Ever tasted your cum before?" I asked as they broke off the kiss.
"No I haven't. It tastes kind of salty and pretty good."
"Dude, you are one tough cookie," I said. "You did more for your first time than I ever could have considered. You're a real stud all the way around."
He grinned broadly, and I have him a big hug.
"Now, let's get back out into the deep water and clean up a bit."
The three of us swam, joked and laughed for about ten minutes before Zach said he had to go. I understood. He needed to be alone to think about everything that had happened.
Eric and I came out of the water a few minutes later. Zach's shorts were still there. We looked at each other and started laughing just as Zach came back around the corner grinning sheepishly.
"I didn't realize I was missing my shorts until I saw a couple of girls further down the beach," he said. "It was only then that I realized how exposed I was."
We shared a good laugh before Zach said goodbye and left again, this time with his shorts on, hugging us both as he left.
Eric and I sat down on the blanket. He put his arm around me.
"You done good Ty," he said with deliberately bad grammar. "I've hinted at doing something like this, and I think we're both cool with it as long as we're both there. You were very sensitive about where Zach was coming from. You read the signals very well, and you gave him a really good first time with everything he could handle. I'm really proud of you."
It felt very good to have Eric's approval. Nothing could have been more important. I gave him a big kiss.
"Thanks, Bro. And thanks for being such a good mentor."