Date: Sun, 29 Mar 2015 10:51:10 +0000 (UTC) From: penny cox Subject: Beach Parties Ever since I was young, family and friends have got together regularly through the summer, for days at the beach. All the towels were laid on the sand, some overlapping, and we'd all manage to sit or lay somewhere. From the age of about 8, I seem to remember George was the one next to me. He wasn't family, just an old friend, probably around 60 back then. It all began with some innocent little "Touches". George would put some of his clothes in between us, just a few bits, then slide his hand underneath, out of sight. One day I slid my hand underneath, and we began holding hands. No-one else knew, it was our little secret. It would go on for hours sometimes. I'd glance down at his swimming trunks, and wonder about his bulge. One day my Mum was laying on the other side, and she started rubbing sun cream on my chest. "I'll do that for you" George said to Mum. "Thank you" she said, handing the tube to George, and turning over to lay on her tummy, with her head turned away from us. George rolled onto his side, still keeping hold of my hand, and dipped his fingers into the drops of sun cream on my chest. I watched as his hand went round and round very slowly. He rolled over a bit more until the front of his trunks touched the top of my leg. That's the first time I remember feeling his cock touching me. It felt so wonderful, especially with his hand still working the sun cream into my chest. He had to get up on one elbow, so our hands parted. He squeezed the tube and spurted several more drops onto me. Round went his hand. Up to my shoulders, down over my nipples, across my hairless tummy to the waistband of my trunks. I looked over, and saw that no-one was taking any notice of us. George looked over to. Several times, Georges fingertips touched my tie-cord waistband, and seemed to linger there for a second. Then George sat up to begin creaming my legs, with long slow movements of his hands, from my ankles up towards my crotch. I wanted to let George know that I liked what he was doing, so I slipped my arm around his waist, and hooked my thumb in the waistband of his trunks. No one would be able to see where my hand was, so I felt safe cuddling him like this. George looked down at me and smiled. I watched as more beads of cream were spurted out onto my thighs, and wondered if cum would look like that as it spurted out of a mans cock. I unhooked my fingers from his trunks, and pushed my whole hand down under the waistband until I could feel the top of his bottom cheek. He looked down at me again and smiled, then I started rubbing his bottom cheek as he rubbed my legs. I glanced over at the others, and then felt Georges hand slide much further up between my legs. Oh, I almost let out a sigh of joy, but kept quiet. I opened my legs a little, and felt the next rub of cream reach even higher, with his knuckles gently touching my boy-balls. One last spurt of cream, and a few more rubs. I glanced over and they were al busy chatting, so I parted my legs even more, hoping to tell George that I wanted to feel his hand between my legs. One, two, three times his hand slid up between my legs, and each time he cupped his hand over my balls, and once, he squeezed my cock through the thin material. "Is that better"? he whispered. I nodded. He laid back down, whispering very softly in my ear. . "I'm going to turn over. Please keep you hand down inside my trunks. Will you do that for me"? I silently nodded and closed my eyes. I could feel him slowly turning, and felt my hand slip out of his trunks. I kept my arm laying underneath him until he had stopped moving, then wriggled my fingers around, looking for the single button fastening. I found it, and he helped by lifting himself up a little on his elbows. I quickly undid the button, and slid my hand down inside the trunks. No-one could see where my hand was, and I was hoping that George would understand where I wanted it to be. While George was still supporting himself on his elbows, I eased my hand further down inside his trunks., until my fingers found cock and curly hairs. I opened my eyes and looked over at George.. He was looking at me. As I closed my fingers around his cock, he smiled at me, and blew me a kiss. I smiled back and blew him a kiss, wondering what it would be like to kiss a man, to be in bed with him, feeling his arms around me. As the seconds ticked by, I felt his cock grow in my hand. It felt so lovely. I longed to get it out and see it, but couldn't, so I did the next best thing, and began a wanking movement inside his trunks.. George smiled and closed his eyes. He pushed himself up a little higher on his elbows, giving me more room to wank him off. I soon had a good steady rythm going, when he leant across and whispered "How do you know about wanking, you're too young" I turned my head to reply when I got a kiss. "I do it for the older boys at school" I whispered and got another kiss. After five minutes of continuous wanking, I felt George tremble, then his cock seemed to jerk. My hand suddenly got very slippery. I knew that George had Cum. I played with his cock for a while, then eased my hand out. Wow there several beads of pearl coloured cum on my fingers, which I wiped on my towel. Someone suggested a swim, but George and I volunteered to stay and guard the towels and bags. In seconds we were alone. When they were all safely in the sea, George leant over and gave me several kisses. Between two, he laid his hand over the bulge in my trunks and whispered "Do you want to come round to me flat and do lots of nice things for me"? "OOhh Yes George" I blurted out, as his fingers undid my drawstring waistband. I watched as he slid his hand down inside until his fingers were wrapped around my boy-cock. "Is that nice"? he asked "Oh Yes" I gasped. He eased my trunks down onto my hips. There was no-one around. I looked down and saw him being to wank my school-boy erection. " Let me see yours..Please" I pleaded. He rolled onto one hip, facing me, and I looked down. His trunks were still undone. I reached down and tugged them. As he lifted his hips, they slid down a few inches, and out flopped Uncle Georges cock. It was gorgeous, semi-hard and very hairy. I took hold of it again and started to play with it. He kissed me several times. "So, would you like to come round"? I nodded. "I'd like to watch you undress. Will you do that for me"? Again I nodded. "While I take photos"? I thought for a moment, then kissed him back. As his tongue slowly slipped into my mouth, I knew that I was going to learn so much from Uncle George. We both glanced down to the sea. They were still having fun, so he kissed me again. There was no-one within 200 yards, so Uncle George stopped wanking me said "Lesson number one" he dip.ped his head and took the end of my cock in his mouth. He stopped wanking and began to bob his head up and down, wanking me with his lips. I lay still, just playing with his cock. "When can I come round" I asked End of Part One