He emerged slowly from the
ocean, his naked body glistening in the early morning sun. His dark blue eyes stared
straight ahead, his short blond hair wet from the ocean. He ran his fingers
over his muscled chest, over the smooth body.
He left the water, and walked
slowly up the beach, his large cock hanging down over his balls, showing signs
of life as his fingers caressed it. Slowly it rose towards his stomach. His
left hand rubbed across his nipples before sliding down his body. His fist
curled around his cock as it rose, long and hard.
The man turned to face the
ocean, as the tide rose slowly up the beach, small waves lapping at the shore.
The early morning sunshine warmed his skin as the sunlight caressed his body.
He closed his eyes and looked up to the sky, as his hand stroked his throbbing
cock.
His movements became quicker
as the rod grew between his fingers, the head rising from his foreskin. He
became lost in the moment.
His movements became faster,
his cock still growing in his hand. He could feel himself building towards
climax. Hot streams of semen burst forth, spraying the beach around him. Spurt
after spurt shot high into the air.
Slowly the white stream
became to diminish, and his hand slowed. He opened his eyes slowly and looked
down at the enormous weapon clasped in his hand. Pools of his semen lay in the
glistening sand. He dropped to the ground and lay in the sand. The sun’s rays
warming his back.
He lay still for several
minutes, before returning to his feet. His chest covered in sand and drying
semen. Slowly he walked towards the water, disappearing back into the ocean
from where he had come.
