BEACH.TXT

The Beaches - By SwampRat 
(c) 1989 The Brotherhood Of Pan 
    1991 The Rashahran Society

"Of all the crummy places to get sent to! This island is 50 miles from
anywhere, and nothing but sand, a hut, and the seals... Well, Sea-Lions. And
noisy? Keep me up half the night! One little slip-up, and I get tossed here...
Oh yeah, I am supposed to be recording 'scientific data' on the little
Bastar**... Well, at least I am getting a good tan. Bye for now, John." He
folded the letter in half and put it with the rest of the mail. Boat wasn't
due for another 2 Months... Hell, might as well go sit on the beach, and take
some more notes... Removing his trunks so he wouldn't have a "bikini-line", the
young man went out onto the beach, and got comfortable. John was lying on the
warm sand, enjoying life, when one of the pups came over, squalling as usual,
and decided that his big toe was a nipple in disguise. So it started sucking,
and slurping, and salivating all over his foot. He waited until the animal was
done, which took a few minutes, then shook it off, and folded it up against his
groin. Crossed the other one up, and into his hip socket in a classical yoga
move. He sat contemplating his navel, until the little twerp came back. "Must
be weaning time again," he thought.

That's when the juveniles would suck on anything to see if it gave milk. He had
been observing, and jotting down such behavior for a week now. Noisy as ever,
the creature wanted to try out that oddly-shaped teat again... It sniffed
around him, barking every now-and-again. John thought about shooing it away,
but didn't want to break his concentration. The Sea-Lion pup did that for
him... It put a wet flipper on either thigh, and dived for the middle. All of a
sudden, the young man found himself with a hungry piniped attached to his
cock! He yelped, and looked down into one brown eye. Tried coaxing it off with
a finger, but the animal wanted the "nipple" it had found. Then John forgot
about everything, as his penis expanded in the warmth. Six weeks without any
company but his hand... he dug his fingers into the dry sand, as a rough tongue
raked across the sensitive underside. The Sea-Lion let out a grunt, then
slobbered over the cock, sucking harder. The young man couldn't take but a few
minutes of this. He clutched his thighs, balls rumbling under the smooth chin. 
The animal knew something was going on, because it stepped up it's suction, and
when the cum splashed against the back of it's throat, it squeezed rythemically
on John's maleness with it's thick tongue, literally milking him, until nothing
more could be coaxed out, not by suction or friction. The Sea-Lion snorted,
then with a guttural growl, dropped his shrinking dick, made it's way back out
to the sea.

John was about ready to pass-out... Sunofabitch! He went over to a deserted
spot, and washed himself with sea-water. Too cold to take a dip yet.. and too
hot to stay in the sun... Time to get into the hammock. He had made the thing
from two pieces of rope and a ten foot by six foot piece of canvas. It had lots
of holes, but still held his weight securely, so he hadn't bothered patching
the cloth. The young man lay down, and as a gentle breeze made the canopy sway,
drifted off into slumber... Someone came splashing out of the foam, laughing,
running to greet him. It was Mike! How the hell did he get here?!? Never mind
that, kiss me you fool... And they kissed, and felt each other's bodies, and
rolled in the surf, finally ending up between each other's thighs. He played
with the man-meat, licking on it, enjoying the feeling of warm breath on his
cock. He slid the cock into his mouth, feeling wet, eager lips do the same to
him. Then Mike growled just like one of the animals... And John woke up,
sucking on his thumb. Damnit! He pulled his appendage out of his mouth, and
noticed that the lips were still attached, if anything even more wanton in
their grasping.

No... He looked over the side of his hammock to see another animal, it's nose
pressed against the canvas, slavering away on his erection. 'Oh, Shit! Must've
slipped through one of the holes...' "Unnnh!" He grabbed the sides, another
orgasm setting his nerves on fire. The Sea-Lion's strong throat muscles pulled
the scum from his testicles. Then a muscular tongue not only stripped the
remaining ejaculate out of the fleshy pole, but did it so thorough a job, it's
owner got another mouthful of cum. Frustrated it couldn't get any more "milk",
the animal barked, and went off in search of another source, while the man lay
in a stupor, unable to even twitch, eyes staring at each other.

                             * * *

When John finally gathered enough strength to move, he flopped out of the
hammock, and crawled into the hut. The young man lay, half-in, and half-out,
for a while, then heard a commotion coming out from behind him. Now what??? A
whiskered snout tickled his heel. Not again... "Go away!" he croaked, shoving
weakly at the creature with one foot. But this animal wasn't about to be put
off so easily. It sniffed up his leg stopping at the junction. It nuzzled his
balls, and sniffed his dick, but really seemed to be fascinated by his
buttocks. It sniffed every inch of his ass, then stuck it's nose into the
valley. John could only grunt, and wave a hand feebly, as the animal moved up
his spinal cord, stopping to lick at a patch of skin. Long flippers lay on
either side of his thighs, as the animal rubbed it's smooth skin against his
tan hide. It wasn't until he felt something long and thick press against his
ass that John realized what the animal wanted.

"It must be one of the younger males", He thought, "Not big enough to steal a
female, but still horny." He chuckled when he remembered watching one try to
screw a coconut, and had made numerous accounts of them humping the sand in
frustration... He gasped as 7 inches of slippery animal-cock slid through his
butt-cheeks. John flexed his gluteals, pressing on the maleness, holding it in
place. That wasn't such a good idea. The animal barked, and piniped ejaculate
squirted all over his buttocks. John though that now the creature had finished
it would leave him in peace. But instead of moving off of the exhausted human,
the Sea-Lion stroked his sides, and slid it's cock through the slime, finding
the puckered anal ring, which resisted the intruder for a moment. But it was no
match for the streamlined tip, slick with cum, and sweat. John groaned, as the
entire length slowly made it's way into his entrails. The Sea-Lion growled,
shoving it's hips down, until a leathery sheath was pressed against the tanned
cheeks. Nuzzling his neck, the animal buggered him with long, slow strokes. The
young man wiggled his toes as his prostate gland was massaged, thoroughly.

'Wow, This was a turn-on, and a..." "Ummmmph!" John thought about raising up,
and get that last little bit, but the animal didn't seem to mind, quite happy
to slide only 9/10ths of it's maleness into the warm, tight orifice. Nor did he
seem to care when the human slumped forward, cumming in a flurry of quick
humps. The Sea-Lion lay on top of the man for a few minutes, sated. Then it
pulled it's shrinking cock out of the wonderful hole it had found, and made
it's way back to the sea. John crawled the rest of the way into the hut,
secured the door, and passed out..

                             * * *

When he awoke the next morning, he jotted down the new information, editing out
all references to sex. Then he stretched, went out to the 'bathroom', and ate
breakfast. Time to get into the surf.. A luxurious swim refreshed him. Then a
stretch on the sun... He awoke to leathery skin rubbing his butt.. Oh, No! Not
Again!! Yes, again... The animal drove him into the soft sand, grunting, and
nuzzling his neck. This one was bigger. and came faster. John grunted, found
himself responding to the animal's buggering. The cock slid deep, spewed it's
semen. The Sea-Lion panted in his ear, stroked his sides, humped slowly. Then
faster, eager to ejaculate again into the anus which gripped him like no female
had ever done. John's penis was grated into the soft sand, heightening his own
orgasm. The piniped yelped, the man's ass throbbing around it's 9-inch
maleness. It plowed in to the hilt, spurting. John bucked his hips upwards,
lifting the animal up. The Sea-Lion grabbed the human tightly, still humping.

It slid out reluctantly, balls drained. Made it's way down the beach. This time
John welcomed the attention of the adolescent who slurped up the last of his
cum.

                             * * *

The time passed in much the same manner. He would take a dip, 'feed' one of the
hungry animals, get buggered by a horny male. When it came time, John almost
hated to put his trunks, but did. Greeted the Crewmember who brought supplies,
and mail. Then when the man had left, he put everything away, and looked over
the bundle of papers.. A letter from Mark. One from the Company he worked
for... He was Going Home! The season was almost over, so they were yanking him
in early. The next time the ship came, he was to leave with it! John bit his
lip. He was going to miss the warm beach, the even warmer animals.. Ah, well.
Then he opened the other one. A 'Dear John,' Letter.. The young man found
himself not even caring. He had many lovers now. Let the Bitch have the floozy!

                             * * *

The days flew by, not many Sea-Lions were left. The day before the ship was to
arrive he went out to say farewell to the beach, and get in a few hours of nude
sun-bathing... A whiskered smooch told John that another male had come looking
for either a meal or a good lay. He turned his head, as the animal lay beside
him, poking at his butt with it's erection. He grinned, stroked it for a
moment, then pressed the seeping tip to his ass-hole. Moaned as all 9-inches
plowed in. A second bull came up the shore-line. He looked at them, grunted,
and pressed his nose between the man's legs. A copy of what was sliding between
his butt-cheeks, stared him in the face. It occurred to him that in all this
time, he had never sucked on them. Well... He grasped the rubbery pole, licking
on the testicles. They tasted salty, and good. The Sea-Lion grunted around his
cock, sucking harder. It moaned when he let his tongue slide along the length
of it's dick. He sucked the tip in, noting the flavor was like it nuts, salty
and male. He swallowed the rubbery flesh to where it vanished into the penile
slit. Sucked with abandon, reveling in having 2 males at the same time.. The
only problem was, they were both premature ejaculators.

'Wham, Bam, Thank You.. ' Oh, Shit!! The Sea-Lion had no more than pulled out
of his ass, than another, bigger cock filled the vacant hole. His mouth too,
had another penis to work upon. Someone munched his tortured testicles, before
gulping down his rock-hard maleness. And he would no more finish off one horny
piniped, than another took it's place. His anus was swamped with semen, cum
poured into his gullet, his nuts made to give up yet another mouthful of rich
cream.. The orgy lasted most of the day. Finally, when the last cock had been
drained, no more could be gotten out of his balls, and piniped cum dripped over
his buns, they left. John crawled out to the sea's edge. Washed as best he
could, and went onto his shack for a long snooze.

                             * * *

When the boat came, it found an empty hut. For John had not been alone. A tribe
of Island Natives had used the beach for their fertility rites. The
light-skinned one had been chosen by the SeaGods. He had mated with the
FurryOnes, as they did. It took very little persuasion on their part to get him
to come with them. He did stare at their 11-inch manhoods.. They grinned,
watching his interest grow as they told of the other rites, other animals. They
got into canoes, and paddled to another Island, Where dogs greeted them with
barks and licks, and other men, also nude, welcomed the new one. That night, as
John lay next to a large, male dog whom he was slowly buggering, he smiled. So
Mark had found someone new... Well, so had he! The animal growled, rubbed his
head against the smooth chest, thrust his slick doggy-cock through long
fingers. Laamna hoped Master came before sleep overtook them both. He yawned,
and wriggled in the human's lap, impatient to feel his new master's penis swell
inside his guts. He got his wish too...

The End