Meeting Up With a Guy on the Beach

A guy contacted me this morning through a website where sometimes people arrange meetups. He's 68 years old, interested in getting together. He's in the same town. He couldn't host. Neither can I. He said he knew a fairly private place on the beach 3 miles south where we could play. I've always enjoyed outdoors in-the-sun nudism, so we met up there. He's a bit heavier set than I might like, but nice personality, and I'm not so choosy. If a guy, or a girl, knows how to have fun with genitals, and is pretty much like-minded, that's good enough for me. He was wearing one of those bikini things with a pouch for the cock and balls. Surprisingly risque for a normal public beach. There were a half-dozen people milling around in the distance, and anyone driving by in a tall truck on the highway could have seen us. There was no place where we could get total privacy. If it hadn't been my hometown, I'd say, 'sure, let's get naked and play.' But I know people. Someone on the beach or passing on the highway could possibly identify me. I shouldn't care. I should be open about the whole idea of trading handjobs with other men. After all, I preach openness about masturbation and mutual masturbation on my website. I do believe our society would be better if people could be more open and casual about that stuff. But still! On the other hand, I'm also the kind of guy who worries about legal stuff. The chance of someone reporting us, then authorities arriving would be minimal, yet I could imagine an embarrassing citizen's arrest or something like that. We waited until no one was especially near us. He pulled off his thong, and I did play with his dick a bit. Not enough to get him hard. I pulled down my shorts so he could touch my dick a bit. It was nice, but I only got half-hard. Then I pulled my shorts back up and said we should meet up somewhere more private soon. He was on board with that, so we've made temporary arrangements to meet up this Saturday in a place with lots of sandy dunes, where we should have some privacy. Notes: 1. I was a bit embarrassed about being seen with him since he was wearing nothing but a hat and a thong. I shouldn't have been. 2. He had remarkably huge balls, but a small to medium dick. The balls were fascinating. I asked whether he had done that infusion thing some people do to fill his sack up. He said, no, they're naturally that way. I was only able to slightly feel the testicles inside. They were average or slightly on the large side. His sack was mostly fluid filled. Interesting! 3. He swirled his thumb over the end of my penis, kind of gently prying the peehole open. Although for too short a time to really excite me, it did feel nice. When my dick gets really hard, it looks like in the picture. Yup, that's actually me. However, today, it never got anywhere near that hard. Perhaps it will in a few minutes after I finish writing up this article:) Cheers, - JstFrThs