I was on Black's Beach. I didn't yet know the etiquette. I did figure out that the north end of the long beach is more 'gay' and more anything-goes, than the south end. At the south end is more textile, less nudity.
I walked to the north end. On that particular day, it was a bit chilly. Not many people were there. I didn't see any sexual activity. Not even an erection. I started walking back south.
Along came a very tall, thin and very black man who was singing loudly, and walking briskly with long footsteps, to the north end. At the same time he was masturbating a fully erect penis. He smiled at me as he walked past.
I was so envious. I wanted to be him. I wanted to have the freedom to just wank like that in front of whoever might see. Yet, I was too shy. I just hung around, naked, but not doing anything for a while. Ten minutes later, the same guy came walking briskly past again, this time headed south, still wanking.
I went home unrelieved, and somewhat sad that I couldn't have been more adventurous. Years later, I have become very adventurous, so it all worked out really well.
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