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Strokin on the Beach

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A few weeks ago I was vacationing on Block Island off the Rhode Island coast with some friends. One morning I decided to take a walk along the very desolate streets, it being so late in the season, in search of the beach. I followed the sounds of the waves until I found an access path that let me onto the rocky wide open beach. It was a beautiful morning, not a cloud in the sky and not a soul to be seen. I'm not one for outdoor masturbation, but the thought always intrigues me. Well, after a few days without any, I decided to give it a try. I walked down the beach about 100 feet and tried getting myself comfortable on a log washed up on shore for the experience. After several tries, the only way that worked was with my shorts around my ankles. So the stroking began with my dick. The air was cool and crisp against my balls and I was rock hard. I kept checking both directions to make sure no one was walking on the beach. There was a boat off the shore that was going by, but only with binoculars could they have seen me....maybe they did. (I kind of hope so.) I was really getting into it when I suddenly noticed 2 people come down the same path I did and stop before getting on the beach. Their movements looked to be of older people that may not be so steady on their feet. I whipped my pants up as fast as I could and continued to sit as if nothing happened...just admiring the beautiful day and ocean scenery. The couple sat down on some rocks near the path and I was waiting to see if they would leave. They didn't for the ten minutes I gave them. So I left down the beach in search of a safer place to get the deed I started done. About 20 minutes later, I found a cool spot next to some rocks that gave me lookout vantage points. So, down came the shorts, out popped my cock and balls and the stroking started again. When that familiar feeling took over, I started getting into it and even letting out some 'F*$K YEAS!' After I spurted my 5 shots onto the sand below, I picked up my shorts and started heading back to the path. It was then I realized my wallet was gone. I knew it had to be back at the log. I retraced my steps and sure enough, it was sitting right where I zipped up quick. I have to say, the experience of jerkin off outside was more exciting than I thought. I hope I get some more opportunities to try this.



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