Out of the Ocean

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.