Date: Tue, 19 Aug 2014 22:49:57 -0700 From: Dick Peters Subject: Penis: a love story (bisexual adult-youth) I have always been infatuated with the penis. Ever since my early years of oblivious masturbation the organ has provided me with delights of sexual pleasure which have blossomed over the years to obsession. However, I have developed a rather refined menu of characteristics for the `ideal' penis which narrows opportunities for penile encounters. I figure that with about 3.5 billion dicks in the world, there may be about 5 million that might suit me just fine. So, might as well start my quest now. Maybe on a warm tropical beach: He was lying there by himself with several unoccupied towels and a lot of beach clutter surrounding him. 12, maybe 13 years old and naked as seemed to be most boys that age or younger on the beach. Lying on his back, one leg semi propped up in that conventional come-on pose that I find so alluring. His penis, neatly trimmed and of modest size for a boy that age, lay on its side, the head pointing tentatively in my direction. I made sure not to lie down too close to him to seem intrusive. But I wanted him to know that I was interested in case he was looking for some sort of companionship. It was apparent that others were in his party so I had to anticipate that there would be no availabily to strike up a conversation with him when they returned. After laying my blanket about 20 feet away and getting my belongings and person settled, I discretely peeked in his direction. At first it seemed that he might be dozing but then... well, a movement of his hips set his sexual parts into a new adustment. It became apparent that his penis was erecting and that he was showing off an endowment that his earlier somewhat flacid condition was hiding. Gulp. OK, so even if nothing furthur transpired with him or anyone else, that movement of his made my day at the beach more than worth the effort. But things quickly started to get even better. My peek had transformed into a somewhat undisguiesed stare. And much to my pleasure (and to that of my own faithful attachment, now erecting unabashadly), the boy leaned up on an elbow, and started moving his propped up leg slowly back and forth. Gulp again. And then, turning to look at me, he gave me a delicious, flirtatious tweek of a smile and pointedly glanced down at my half mast raised dick. I didn't know quite how to proceed at this point. I mean, exchanging hard-on displays with a 13 year old boy on the beach is somewhat pushing the envelope in itself. Making a move on him in a fairly well trafficed public location was a bit risky, especially with both of us exhibiting increasingly in your face boners to boot. And already some of the beachers walking past us seemed to be acknowledging our (particularily my) somewhat transgressive behavior. Fortunately, there seemed to be no censorship in their looks but instead rather encouraging and knowing smiles. A flock of young teenagers giggled as they walked past, eliciting blushes on my part but no diminuation of erectile function. The object of my stimulations seemed in no respect concerned about all of this. He appeared to be sort of laughing at me but after a few momemts leaned up and tapped his wrist mouthing the word `time'. After briefly reflecting that he probably had a smart phone and would not really require a time check from me, I decided that if it was pretense on his part, so much to better. I took my I-phone and semi-crouched my way over to his towell. My posture probably drew more rather than less attention to my woggling member but as usual, the more I attempted discretion in matters like this, the less successful I was in doing so and the more likely to enhance the sexual responses in play. `Hi. I guess you wanted the time'. `That too, he responded' with a cool, flirtateous manner. He was excactly the type of `pretty boy' who could excite me with the flick of an eyelash. Soft, creamy almost feminine features and skin texture. A tantalizing blond curl falling over his forhead, pale blue, somewhat vacant eyes, boyishly proportioned but tending to a more fleshly though not excessive curviness. `My name is Gabe'. He held out his hand close to where his penis arched impertenently up from his body. In reaching for his hand, I accidentally tapped the swollen head. `OOps' sorry. He shook my hand with a soft almost girlish grip in such a way that our hands continued to bump into his penis. `That's cool' he smiled as I, despite trying to restrain myself, could not refrain from staring at the bobbing erection. My mouth watered and I ached with desire. For what seemed like minutes, Gabe and I flirted with the possiblity of full body contact as I moved my body down closer to his. Our sexual organs began pressing into each others bodies and I almost reached the point of kissing those pink berry lips of his, sliding my tongue between them. `OOps, sorry'. Gabe whispered mimicking my first words to him. `My family is coming'. I quickly got up on my knees blushing furiously. I looked up tentavely to see a man, woman, boy and girl approaching. They had obviously noticed me and Gabe but their smiles were not discouraging or censorious. Before either of us could speak, the girl blurted out `So who is your new boyfriend, Gabriel?'. No one seemed to be disturbed that both Gabe and I were displaying unmitigated hard-ons. `Ah, this is ..' Gabe started, looking at me with a question in his eyes. `Oh.' I stuttered, clearing my constricted throat, `I'm Dick'. `He's so cute, Gay' the girl said, a name I was to learn was Marcy's customary teasing nickname for her little brother. The first thing I noticed of the group was that the boy, about 16 years old, was naked with a body as beautiful and smooth as Gabes with a bit more masucline definition and a plump delicious looking appendage! `This is my cute sister Marcy. Her much cuter boyfriend Dan and my mom and dad, usually known as mom and dad.'. Gabe somewhat adjusted his body while his dad leaned over to shake my hand but his penis, still erect, continued to nudge mine, still also erect. `Robert. Nice to meet you Dick. Don't think I've seen you here before.' Robert was around 40, slender, nice body and well hung from what I could tell via the full and defined contours in his silky whilte bikini bottoms. `And I'm Kendra. Welcome to the party, Dick'. Dressed in an almost modest one piece white lycra, Kendra and Robert made a rather striking couple. She was obviously rather touchy-feely with a hand stroking her mate's bottom while he shook my hand and brushing a lush strand of auburn hair from her forhead with the other hand. 17 year old Marcy was dressed in a tiny bikini top covering peach sized breasts and tight, bottom hugging cut off jeans with 2 buttons undone leaving a smooth v shaped patch of skin naked down to the top of her vagina. `Bring your towell over' Gabe whispered in my ear as his family settled down around him. I struggled up and raced over to my location trying unsuccessfully to hide my bouncing boner. `Is he leaving us already?'. `No Marcy. I told him to bring his things over'. `Wow. It looked like you guys were really getting to know each other Gabe' Dan said winking at his girlfriends brother. `Now don't go and get jealous' Marcy said, nuzzling Dan's neck. `I'll bet Gay will let you play with his friend whenever you want'. Marcy never lost an opportunity for hooking her boyfriend up with other cute guys. It was one of her favorite sports, both as a spectator and participator. `Stop talking stupid Marcy. I was only talking to Dick for a few minutes before you came. And he's not my boyfriend'. `Well, girly boy. What's that then?' she queried pointing at Gabe's erection that was still standing at full alert. `You know that it gets that way whenever you're around Marcy' Gabe leered at his sister. When I returned to the family, Marcy claimed that Dan was acting jealous because of Gabes attentions to me. Dan rolled his eyes shaking his head. It was apparent that Marcy was a trouble maker, a sassy, irreverant, cute-as-a-button 17 year old who had a taste for boys who had a taste for the male sexual organ. `Well, umm, Gabe and I were just chatting so there was nothing really going on' as if my hard wood pecker wasn't standing there to testify to the contrary. After a bit of more ribald humor from Marcy concerning male genitilia, everyone more or less settled down for a nap. I was surprised at how Robert and Kendra seemed to delight not only in the sexual repartee but more amazingly in the fact of the boys nudity. And of a stranger like myself showing up stiffened and with an obvious penchant for their 13 year old son. When the others, even Marcy, had settled down for their afternoon siesta, Gabe leaned over to me and whispered `Lets go'. He took my hand and we rose delicately stepping around the others. `Where are we going Gabe?'. `Just follow me' he said still holding my hand as we shuffled down the beach. Our erections attracted some attention but I now realized that most guys on the beach were similarily aroused and that the woman and children did not seem to be disturbed by this phenomenon. I wasn't actually disturbed by it myself, being one of the perpetrators, but I was in a state of high arousal considering my irrepresible penis addiction. And so, Gabe finally tugged me around a few rocks and I almost gasped out loud. It seemed I had arrived in a paradise of uninhibited male desire and lust. And amidst the profusion of male nudity and sexuality, a few woman and stunningly beautiful young boys sharing the pleasure. On a slight rise overlooking the secluded area about the size of a football field, we could observe 5 or 6 pods of naked men and boys. Each seemed to be absorbed in almost theatrical sexual enterprises involving voyeurism, exhibitionism and erotic behavior focusing on kissing, fondling, frotageing, suckling, stroking, manipulating and caressing. The women appeared to be a detached element, not exactly participating but enthusiastically encouraging the men and boys to engage one another in the most erotic of minglings. Gabe winked at me. `Lets go Dick. Time to PLAY'.