Stroking with a Jogger on the Beach

The sun was setting and the temperature was perfect for a nude walk on the beach one day.  It's a public beach but everyone had gone home and it was just me.  I strolled all the way down to the end of the beach and then headed back, gently stroking myself all the way.

I paused to sit and masturbate facing the setting sun (which I highly recommend, by the way).  I sat cross-legged, closed my eyes, and began a meditative ritual stroking up and down.  I paused every once in a while, to look up and down the beach.  No one.  Absolutely no one.  Perfect. I reached my hands up above my head to stretch and then I heard soft footsteps behind me.  I was far away from where I had left my shorts so I had nothing to cover up with; I was feeling very relaxed at the moment so I just turned with a smile to see who it was.

It was a young man, slender, wearing a tank top, running shorts and running shoes.  He smiled back and came and sat close to me.  He had been running along the park end of the beach when he saw me.

"Aren't you worried someone will see you?" He asked.

"Too late now!" I replied.

He laughed.  I asked him if he wanted to take his clothes off but he blushed and politely declined.

"So you're just going to sit there and watch me like this, naked?" I asked.

He grinned and said he liked my body a lot.

"You have a nice tan."

I told him I sunbathe nude every day at the beach for an hour or two just before the sun goes down.

"Then what do you do?" he asked.

I looked him straight in the eye.  "I jerk off and then I go home."

He had a huge grin on his face.

"Can I join you?"

"Sure," I replied, pulling out my bottle of coconut oil and pouring some into my hands.  "Do you want to use some oil?"

He said he was okay without it.  He slid his shorts down to reveal a long and slender cock.  He was too shy to start, so I took the lead.  I lay on my back on the sand and started to pleasure myself right there on the beach.  I didn't even bother to check if anyone else had arrived or was watching.  I closed my eyes and enjoyed the sensations of being watched.  It was a definite turn-on for me.

I turned to see how he was doing and he was having a great time.  He was staring at my body, biting his lip, and stroking himself slowly. I wanted to cum just so I could make him cum.  I spread my legs, arched my back, and started thrusting into my hands.  In a minute, I shot a huge load onto myself.

I was right.  The sight of me squirting was enough to make him start to shoot his load onto the ground.

I was out of breath and so was he.  We laughed a little and then I walked into the water to wash off.  He pulled his shorts up and a wet spot began to spread where his swollen cock head touched the fabric.  I grabbed my clothes the bottle of oil but didn't bother to put them on. He asked if I was going home.  I told him yes and we walked down the beach together towards the parking lot.  He couldn't believe I was walking down the beach naked.  Him saying that made me get hard again.  He noticed and smiled.  Before I could say anything, he grabbed my cock and started stroking it.  We were so close to the parking lot and I was standing there naked getting my cock stroked!  It felt so good be stroked out in the open.  He grabbed his own cock with his other hand and started playing with himself while he played with me.  He stroked himself furiously and I tried to time my orgasm with his.  Our knees buckled and we gasped at the same time as our second orgasms rocked our bodies hard.  We could barely stand.  He was flushed and out of breath but quickly pulled up his shorts and did a weary sprint to his car.  I stood there naked and dripping cum, my swollen cock twitching in the last light of the setting sun.