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When I Was A Kid
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Bi-Sexual Male / 32
Nude Beach Antics
When I grew up I knew there was a DNR beach along a river relatively close to my house, well a few miles but I could bike there, and occasionally did this once I started getting curious about this, which was around age 10 or so. It wasn't well marked or easy to get to, but enough people knew about it that there could be from a dozen to a hundred people there on any given day. This was before I was sexually mature, but I was just really curious and wanted to see naked people, and felt a little wild about wanting others to see my body at times. I mostly wanted to see women's breasts, which were fascinating to me, I wanted to touch and feel them but if I couldn't do that at least to look. But I also wanted to see other men's penises, especially when they got harder and longer, which was both a little interesting and a little scary for me. I vaguely knew what genitals were for but didn't think about it much, so I can't even say I was specifically worried I might get r**ed, it was just sort of a sense of power that the older men had and mystery about what they might do and why, and in a way I had similar fears of older women, so I torn between wanting to see them and being afraid about them not wanting to be seen or doing something to me that I didn't understand.
It was a long bike ride so I couldn't go very often, basically just when my parents were both gone and I could take the whole day to get there and back. A few times I only started back late in the evening and got back after dark, I got good at being very careful along the rural roads at night staying off the road and just walking the bike if a car got close. But my curiosity made me want to go as often as possible, and in the many days and weeks when I couldn't I thought about it a lot. I felt kind of powerful knowing that no one in my life knew about this secret of mine, I would sometimes see people in school or church and think "they don't know I saw some boobies and butts and penises just yesterday!"
There were some trees I could lock my bike on close to the beach, then I'd walk in and look around. Sometimes I would keep my clothes on, sometimes I took some off and put them in a backpack. The place was often thick with mosquitos so I got bitten very badly a few times and learned to bring insect repellant, a few early times someone offered me some too if I didn't bring my own, people there were generally very friendly.
I soon learned that there were a few distinct groups there, families who came as a group, some apparently single women who came together, a lot of gay guys who most often were around the edges of the main areas where they were behind more bushes, and a bunch of single guys who were near the main area but sat behind bushes so they could watch other people, so I suppose they were either straight or bi, or maybe they were shy gay guys watching other guys.
Back then I didn't know what to call myself, but I spent a lot of time in the bushes watching other people, including the other single guys. On my first visit one talked to me and I got kind of scared but wished I wasn't, later I got more confident. If someone asked if I was there alone I would say my family was around but I just wanted to be by myself for a little bit.
Of course, I often got a boner watching the girls, and sometimes the guys, and occasionally people would notice. On my second or third visit I saw a guy watching other people stroking himself and cumming quietly, I couldn't do that yet so I didn't know what to think about it but watched the white stuff on the ground after he finished and after he left, thinking of how weird it was to leave that trace of yourself.
On one ride in I saw there was a side trail before the main beach, and I followed it down to where two older guys had a tent surrounded by trees and bushes and were swimming in the water nearby, they invited me in and I watched a long time but eventually joined them. They seemed really friendly and never did anything threatening. Finally they went back to the tent and showed me how they had it set up so they could eat and relax there a bit. After over an hour we got really friendly and they asked me about how I liked it there, whether I was comfortable with all the adults and their bodies and so forth. I said I was. At one point then one of them got an erection and the other began to suck on it, I had never seen this before irl and was fascinated by it. Soon I got an erection too and they asked me about it, and said it was ok to have one and feel good about it. The one getting sucked asked if I wanted to feel that and I said I was curious so he moved over to suck on my little dick. It felt good, but I wasn't able to cum yet so it actually lasted a long time, then his friend took a turn, they both seemed really into this and sometimes the one sucking me would get sucked by the other. Finally, each of them came while the other was sucking them, but the continued to suck me more. They never asked me to do them, I guess they were happy with each other and could tell without asking that I wasn't ready for that. I had a great time and finally they fed me some snacks and I biked home. It felt weird in a way and nice in another.
After that I continued to go back and eventually learned how to come, so I would watch the women or other men and get boners and sometimes jerk off, trying to cum when nobody could see me. A couple times people did and seemed to disapprove, one guy getting kind of angry so I tried to be more careful after that and for months at night felt afraid that someone would track me to my home and report me somehow.
Eventually I wanted to get sucked off there, but I'm sure even the horniest guys there were afraid of being seen with an underage kid. I went back to the area where the guys had their tent but usually no one was there or it was someone else and I didn't dare say what I wanted nor did they offer. But I did cum a bunch of times, usually looking at women but sometimes the guys or both. Only once did I get a little more intimate with someone when I was walking along one grassy trail and met a woman in her 20's there, we both talked a bit then dipped into the water there, she first had clothes on when I was naked then took them off to swim, then we both came up to sit in the sun for a while. I was maybe 15 by then so appreciated her body even more, this time being at least at interested in her pussy as her breasts, and eventually got another boner. She saw this and said I must be liking the view, I said I did. She asked if I ever masturbated to relieve that, and said it was ok if I wanted to do that here, it was "perfectly natural." So I did, watching her, and for the first time ejaculated just a few feet from a naked woman. We spent another hour together talking and it was weird to just feel normal next to a person I came in front of while watching each other. I wished I could see her again (hi Tina!) but I'm sure I never will.
Since then I've dated women and men, though I'm only romantically attracted to women, the men are just about sex, mostly blowjobs. But some of my fantasies and play acting still revolve around nude beaches, naked bodies, watching and secrecy.
It was a long bike ride so I couldn't go very often, basically just when my parents were both gone and I could take the whole day to get there and back. A few times I only started back late in the evening and got back after dark, I got good at being very careful along the rural roads at night staying off the road and just walking the bike if a car got close. But my curiosity made me want to go as often as possible, and in the many days and weeks when I couldn't I thought about it a lot. I felt kind of powerful knowing that no one in my life knew about this secret of mine, I would sometimes see people in school or church and think "they don't know I saw some boobies and butts and penises just yesterday!"
There were some trees I could lock my bike on close to the beach, then I'd walk in and look around. Sometimes I would keep my clothes on, sometimes I took some off and put them in a backpack. The place was often thick with mosquitos so I got bitten very badly a few times and learned to bring insect repellant, a few early times someone offered me some too if I didn't bring my own, people there were generally very friendly.
I soon learned that there were a few distinct groups there, families who came as a group, some apparently single women who came together, a lot of gay guys who most often were around the edges of the main areas where they were behind more bushes, and a bunch of single guys who were near the main area but sat behind bushes so they could watch other people, so I suppose they were either straight or bi, or maybe they were shy gay guys watching other guys.
Back then I didn't know what to call myself, but I spent a lot of time in the bushes watching other people, including the other single guys. On my first visit one talked to me and I got kind of scared but wished I wasn't, later I got more confident. If someone asked if I was there alone I would say my family was around but I just wanted to be by myself for a little bit.
Of course, I often got a boner watching the girls, and sometimes the guys, and occasionally people would notice. On my second or third visit I saw a guy watching other people stroking himself and cumming quietly, I couldn't do that yet so I didn't know what to think about it but watched the white stuff on the ground after he finished and after he left, thinking of how weird it was to leave that trace of yourself.
On one ride in I saw there was a side trail before the main beach, and I followed it down to where two older guys had a tent surrounded by trees and bushes and were swimming in the water nearby, they invited me in and I watched a long time but eventually joined them. They seemed really friendly and never did anything threatening. Finally they went back to the tent and showed me how they had it set up so they could eat and relax there a bit. After over an hour we got really friendly and they asked me about how I liked it there, whether I was comfortable with all the adults and their bodies and so forth. I said I was. At one point then one of them got an erection and the other began to suck on it, I had never seen this before irl and was fascinated by it. Soon I got an erection too and they asked me about it, and said it was ok to have one and feel good about it. The one getting sucked asked if I wanted to feel that and I said I was curious so he moved over to suck on my little dick. It felt good, but I wasn't able to cum yet so it actually lasted a long time, then his friend took a turn, they both seemed really into this and sometimes the one sucking me would get sucked by the other. Finally, each of them came while the other was sucking them, but the continued to suck me more. They never asked me to do them, I guess they were happy with each other and could tell without asking that I wasn't ready for that. I had a great time and finally they fed me some snacks and I biked home. It felt weird in a way and nice in another.
After that I continued to go back and eventually learned how to come, so I would watch the women or other men and get boners and sometimes jerk off, trying to cum when nobody could see me. A couple times people did and seemed to disapprove, one guy getting kind of angry so I tried to be more careful after that and for months at night felt afraid that someone would track me to my home and report me somehow.
Eventually I wanted to get sucked off there, but I'm sure even the horniest guys there were afraid of being seen with an underage kid. I went back to the area where the guys had their tent but usually no one was there or it was someone else and I didn't dare say what I wanted nor did they offer. But I did cum a bunch of times, usually looking at women but sometimes the guys or both. Only once did I get a little more intimate with someone when I was walking along one grassy trail and met a woman in her 20's there, we both talked a bit then dipped into the water there, she first had clothes on when I was naked then took them off to swim, then we both came up to sit in the sun for a while. I was maybe 15 by then so appreciated her body even more, this time being at least at interested in her pussy as her breasts, and eventually got another boner. She saw this and said I must be liking the view, I said I did. She asked if I ever masturbated to relieve that, and said it was ok if I wanted to do that here, it was "perfectly natural." So I did, watching her, and for the first time ejaculated just a few feet from a naked woman. We spent another hour together talking and it was weird to just feel normal next to a person I came in front of while watching each other. I wished I could see her again (hi Tina!) but I'm sure I never will.
Since then I've dated women and men, though I'm only romantically attracted to women, the men are just about sex, mostly blowjobs. But some of my fantasies and play acting still revolve around nude beaches, naked bodies, watching and secrecy.
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