A Defiant Escapade During Family Vacation

A year after my last visit, this resort was officially open and receiving guests. I could see they were still far from full capacity, but the evolution was clear and they had a business going on there finally. The place was divided in two parts: "red" and "blue", actually named after a red blue sea animals (starfish and whale). In between them, a strip of sand and sort of road leading to the beach.  The beach was near a sort of small rocky formation where the waves crashed, now fully operational.

Family trips were boring in most cases, but this time I was excited because since last time I had so much fun, I was expecting nothing less for this year. We were going for five days, and as we arrived by the end of the afternoon on a Wednesday, with a national holiday coming ahead, guests were already checking in as well. Mostly couples with children, like toddlers for real. I was starting to get disappointed because there was nobody my age to at least interact with.

Well, the first day was really smooth, we enjoyed the beach as much as we could before started raining, so we spent the rest of the day in the indoor pools or in the restaurant. After dinner, all the adults headed for a dance party while their kids were either sleeping or enjoying activities with the staff. My parents said they were gonna be there all night and I could do whatever I wanted. Alright, but what? Watch tv? The pools were closed, I've been on my PSP since I arrived, and I had no friends there.

Let's just watch tv and call it in for the day. I was browsing the channels after watching a random episode of Friends and I stumbled upon a sports channel doing some sort of documentary on surfers. Damn all those guys in swimwear, wet and tanned. I could not take my eyes off one specific blond lad that after failing a maneuver, crashed ashore and had his shorts waaaay down, revealing the leanest v-cut I've ever seen. What hit me the hardest was that I could even see a glimpse of his pubes for just a couple of seconds.

Imagine my joy! I had access to internet back then, but I didn't jerk off as much so getting me on the mood was pretty easy. I remember laying on my back in my bed, in my own room, grinding my hardening dick against the sheets. Damn, I had to do something about it. I considered, again, masturbating quickly and all it in for the day but... In a moment of silence, all I could hear were the waves crashing outside and that changed the course of that night completely.

I opened the window and saw the beach completely deserted. Even the lights were already off and that was around 9 pm. The sea breeze was really vivid and I could also catch a glimpse of the party, happening at the "third" hotel. I was in hotel blue, on the east side, hotel red was by its west and even west from there was an entire block for parties with their own closed beach. Well, "all night" was pretty random, but I had time for myself.

So yeah, I went down from my room and exited the hotel, luckily avoiding staff since I was shirtless and heading to the beach at 9 pm. Being seen could really embarrass me and ruin the entire adventure. All I had to do was to, instead of passing through the building entrance, I went all the way back to the beach bar, which was closed, and simply walked directly to the beach. Concerned as I always was, I walked for about 5 minutes to the east and distanced myself from the actual resort. The night was just splendorous and since it rained before, the winds were cool and the sky was already cleared up.

When I thought I was at a safe distance, I went directly into the sea to have some warm-up random fun. The waters were surprisingly warm, which was an unexpected upside. While swimming, a fallen tree branch hit me, reminding me of how close I was from that "rocky formation" which resembled an island. Don't you guys worry, I was never in danger because the waves didn't even crash that hard on that. In any case, the more warmed up I got, the more I remembered why I was there in the first place. So I tried reproducing what I saw on that documentary. I waited for a good wave, held onto that branch and deliberately let the wave carry me ashore. Nearing the end, I let go of the brand and just rolled myself on the sand to stop on dry land.

Well, it did work because I almost lost my damn shorts. Looking down, I could see my own V-cut and a glimpse of my trimmed pubes. Next, I recovered the branch and planted it like a pole so I could slowly remove my shorts and turn it sort of like a flag, marking my position. With so many hormones intoxicating my youthful mind, I decided to tenderly remove my underwear, exposing myself and my hardening dick. The sea breeze was just great and the wind hitting my groins was making me more and more aroused by the second. By the time I was fully erected, I decided to bury my underwear near my "flag" just because I thought it would be cool to wear it covered in sand afterward.

With my position marked, I ventured into the sea, letting myself be hit by the water. I remember the waves tickling my dick and balls so much that I simply had to do something about it! I even went deep enough to be fully submerged and tried jerking off underwater, but I simply couldn't with the sea being a little too agitated for my own focus. Back to the shore after letting the waver crash me again deliberately, I sort of role-played myself into being this lost and horny castaway. I looked around and saw nothing, with the lights from the hotel at a great distance. I only had myself, dripping sea water with a boner ready for action.

I took my time setting the stage: standing up while caressing my nipples slowly. I looked at my dick reacting to every electric pulse flowing through me. I then pulled my foreskin back, exposing my glans and massaging it with a little of precum that was already dripping. What changed the game was when I smeared some of this precum onto my nipples to again caress them and I could feel something burn from inside my groins. It was like a primal call to just burst everything off! But I couldn't just end things like this, I had to make it even more special.

So back into the sea I went to swim near that collection of rocks and to the far right of them, there was a small dune of darker, almost black sand, leading to the "island" itself. It was almost like a new beach entirely! Again I did not waste any time as my throbbing dick was pointing straight up, eagerly waiting for a release. Silly to retell this, but as a teenager I was allowed to be this way, but I sort of offered myself to the deities of fertility and lushness. All that because everything was pitch-black in that place, only illuminated by the moonlight. I again stood up and massaged my nipples and dick with a little of precum, letting go soft moans as I was terribly close to just bursting right there. Then I just lay down in the sand, covering my erect penis with my tights and then slowly "revealing" it to a watchful moon in the skies. That was pretty erotic, not gonna lie.

After contemplating where I was and hearing again the sound of the waves and nothing else for a couple of minutes, my attention was caught again by the small pool of precum that was being formed on my belly. Alright that's it. I simply grabbed my dick with my right hand, classic grip of a thumb in front and two fingers in the back and with a familiar motion, I opened and closed my foreskin. I simply could not keep the slow and steady motion for too long as my body was demanding speed, demanding that sexual energy to be released!

As I jerked myself off faster and faster, I could feel it burning inside me, my whole body stiffening and I instinctively arched my back yelling, in between moans and grunts, a repetitive "I'm gonna cum! I-I... I'm gonna cum!" As my voice stopped trembling, I just let out "FUCK I AM CUMMING!!!" really loud. The first burst of cum was like a dam breaking, all the pressure and build-up pleasure exploded out of me with tremendous force. I came violently, my body convulsing, my cock pulsing in my hand. I felt each string of cum leave my body almost individually, painting my chest and belly with thick goop. It was one of the biggest orgasms I had ever experienced, a release I had been chasing for a very long time.

As the waves of pleasure subsided, I lay there, my body spent, my cock still semi-hard. I knew this was a moment I would never forget, a day that would forever be etched in my memory. I had explored the forbidden, experienced pleasure beyond my wildest dreams. And as that huge afterglow consumed me, I realized the tides were rising, only when my feet were getting caught by the water in a place where I thought I was safe.

I swam back to my "flag" just to see its base already covered in water. Then I also remembered my underwear was buried there, which I found, luckily. Then, in a daring moment, I decided to run back to the hotel completely naked. Semi-hard, dripping cum and with pieces of it sticking on my belly. Nearing its entrance, I chickened out and put my shorts back, leaving my underwear in my pocket. I then safely proceeded to avoid human eyes and succeeded in getting back to my room. It was past 1 am, still no sign of my parents going back to their room as well. I remember removing my wet shorts, tossing them inside the bathroom and laying down naked in my bed to sleep, depleted of energy.

Next day, guess what? I woke up near 9 am and decided to do what I promised: I picked my wet and sandy underwear and put it on to shower to clean it. I didn't even have to put much effort into it, as the hot water already aroused me naturally. As I was literally cleaning the sand off of my underwear, I knew some was bound to stick into me, so I again slowly and sort of very innocently got completely naked, already erect. I did not waste any more time, as some leftover arousal from yesterday made me remember vividly those adventures. I simply jerked off and when I decided to really go for it, I sat down in that spacious shower box and spread my legs near the glass. I masturbated so fast this time and when I came, it was a runny, but big amount. I let it coat the surface of the glass just to watch it drip down the drain.

As I was finally satisfied, I went back to my regular life, enjoying hotel breakfast with my family and all the amenities of the hotel. The remaining four days I had, I made sure to cum at least once every day, remembering my late-night beach escapade.