Bum Chums Have Fun In The Sun
Posted on: May 15, 2008Copyright © 2008 Sticky Pen
Bum Chums Have Fun In The SunMartin’s palms felt sweaty as he got off the bus and started the long descent down to the beach, and his heart pounded away inhis ribcage. It was like being caught with his hand in the cookie jar; just being in the proximity of "the beach" made him feel likehe was committing some grave sin, but his lust and desire and excitement drove him on.He had been travelling all day: first he took a bus from the sheep station he lived on down to the railway station and from there hada long journey into the city. Then he had to catch another bus outto where he believed "the beach" to be. And all to lose his cherry.At twenty five he was still a virgin and desperate to do somethingto change that situation.He had heard that there was this beach where men went to swim in thenude and to eye each other up. That first time, when he read thosewords, he was so fucking horny he had sat in the outhouse for over an hour and wanked himself silly until his balls ached and his fleshy, uncut cock was rubbed raw. He couldn’t believe that there was such a place:what were those city folk like! But then he had started researchingit on the internet, on his boss’ computer when he wasn’t looking, and there it was with a map and directions and everything. There was even a picture of a guy getting bum fucked rightthere on ...
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