Wanking at the Nude Beach

I did go again yesterday.

Lots of people there. Perhaps 300 - 400 altogether. It was traditional, as I understand it, in that the first 100 yards of the beach from the south entrance were all clothed people. That left the northern half which was mostly nude. To my disappointment there were only about four naked women on the whole beach, and well over a hundred naked guys. Well, it is San Francisco, known for its gay population.

So walking north, I did see about six erections. These were guys discretely wanking up near the rocks and partially but not fully hidden, and a few just walking along, or looking out at the surf while stroking their erections. In a couple of cases they were just standing there erect. I can't seem to do that any more. I'd like to. To be erect without stimulation. My dick softens within five minutes of not being touched.

Figuring it was OK to do so, I started just kind of pulling on my own penis as I continued walking. I came across a couple, a man and a woman, rare this far north into 'gay' territory. She was topless, and did have beautiful tits.

Then, I saw six or seven standing men in a group. Most were erect, and some were jerking off, in that same idle way I was, which is to say, just enough to maintain an erection, but not nearly enough to have an orgasm. One of the men was jet black and had a big Prince Albert piercing ring in the tip of his dick. He was tall, thin, and quite good-looking. Later in the day a few of the same men in this group got into blowjobs or mutual handjobs, still standing. I walked sort of near, but really just out of ear shot. Meanwhile, another fellow, perhaps 45 - 50 years old walked closer to them. The black, Prince Albert guy greeted him, andessentially invited him to join the group, which he did.

I don't know quite what was wrong with me. I stayed just out of range for an invitation. I guess I didn't really want to join the group. I don't know why. Maybe I thought the thing would resolve into blowjobs or something, and I don't really care for that. It might be that being gray haired, I was afraid if I got close enough, I wouldn't get a greeting and an invitation, and that would crush me.

After a while, I saw a guy about ten feet away from the group leaning against a rock, sporting a very nice erection, and wanking in the same lackadaisical way. Noticing another place about ten feet from him that I could sit on a rock, I spread my towel on the rock (since it was covered with spiky barnacles), and proceeded to just go ahead and start jerking off. I figure it was safe enough, since everyone else was doing it. Still, I kept a constant eye out for any kind of trouble, such as cops walking up, or the other wanking guys suddenly stopping because they saw something that concerned them. I'm sure, in retrospect, I had nothing to worry about.

So there I was, only a couple hundred yards away from the Golden Gate Bridge, with a big proud erection for the whole public to see, jerking off while sitting on the rock with my legs spread wide. During that time, at least fifty people clothed and unclothed, perhaps three of which were women (clothed) walked by close enough to clearly see what I was doing. Some looked away, some looked surreptitiously, some stared. They were close enough they could make out the exact shape of my scrotum, see my peehole, and so on. I'm sort of proud of my whole body. Oh, I'm a few pounds overweight, and I'm old, but not ugly by any means. But my penis, although average sized, and my shaved balls, for those who are in the right mood, are a sight to behold:)

I went into my continuous orgasm thing, which I've talked about so much people are probably getting sick of hearing it, but I just love doing it. I'm getting good enough that I can have orgasm after orgasm, and sometimes orgasms that just keep going, urethral contractions and all, but nothing comes out.

I did that for perhaps eight or ten minutes, when I started noticing an effect I've never quite had before, at least not to this degree: Some semen was coming out. Not squirting. Just dripping off the tip of my penis every few seconds. I found this terribly exciting, and had all I could do to just not have a full-blown ejaculation. It lasted a good few minutes, resulting in perhaps 30 drops of semen leaking out. It wasn't clear and thin like pre-cum. This was the real, white, thick stuff.

Finally, it was just too much, and I ejaculated onto the sand at my feet. I noticed that about four people were discretely watching me, which only added to the effect. If only they had known that not only could they have approached me to watch closely, and even converse - hell, even to reach out and touch and be touched, I would have loved that.

It was late in the day and getting chilly, so it was time to head home. As I was walking back up the 320 stairs to my car, I was reflecting on just how satisfying this trip to the beach had been. I'll probably return in a few days.

Yup, that's me in the picture.