Date: Wed, 30 Oct 2013 15:30:07 -0000
From: Fun_seeker <fun_seeker@btinternet.com>
Subject: Friends Grandson 4

Friend's Grandson Comes to Stay - Part 4 (M/B)

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Paul takes up the again story the following morning.

As I woke up, I wondered if the last couple of days had all been a big
dream. I thought when I said that Andy could stay, I might get lucky and we
might exchange a few wanks and blow jobs. I was sure he was thinking he
might be gay and may want to experiment a little. Instead of which, he has
turned out to be as sexed up as I am and it seemed he was willing to try
almost anything. I wonder what his limits would be, assuming he had any!

I could see from the clock that it was past nine again, so as I was dying
for a slash, I sneaked out of bed and went to drain the python. When I came
back, Andy had turned onto his back and was breathing gently. I was not
sure if he was still asleep or just pretending, not that it mattered much
either way. I got under the sheet at the bottom of the bed, crawled up
between his legs, and proceeded to give him a wake up blowjob as he had
done to me yesterday. As I sucked his dick it soon expanded from its semi
flaccid to a full a hard-on. It was not long then, before he was holding my
head down on his cock and blowing his wad down my throat.

After he recovered he said, "Your turn now, get up here and feed me your
cock."

"Well it's a nice offer, but I think I'll save myself for later. Remember,
us old men don't recover as quickly as a teenage lad pumped full of raging
hormones! I thought today for a change, we could head down to the
beach. You ought to see some of the local scenery while you are here, and
the eye candy on the beach is pretty good as well," I said suggestively.

We quickly showered, and as Andy dressed ready for the beach, I thought he
is going to turn some heads today. He put on a skimpy light blue pair of
swim briefs, they must be a pair from last year as they were only just
covering his bum. He then put on a dark blue pair of running shorts and a
white vest or wife beater as the Americans insist on call them.

I packed a cool box with drinks and snacks for the beach. We were soon on
our way after loading the car with the supplies, a couple of folding sun
beds and our rucksacks containing towels, sun creams, snorkelling gear and
a few other bits and bobs.

As I turned onto the main road to head south, down the coast rather than
towards the beaches he knew, Andy asked, "Paul, are we are not going to La
Cala beach then?"

"No, I though as you said you had only really seen La Cala and Benidorm
when you visited your Grandparents in the past, it would be nice for you to
go to a less touristy beach instead today."

After a couple of miles on the main road, I turned right onto a single lane
concrete track. We followed this for a few more miles, winding up through
the hilly countryside until we got to the top of the ridge. I paused here
and pointed out to Andy that from here, you could see all the way down the
coast to Alicante, and that unlike Benidorm, there was not a skyscraper in
sight. I then continued along the track, which after a while went down
steeply to a car park behind the beach.

I managed to park the car in the shade of a tree so it would not be like an
oven when we came to leave. We unloaded the car and set off down the car
park. When we got to the end of the parking area, Andy saw the sign 'PLAYA
TORRE CONILL - Playa Nudistica'

"Doesn't that mean nudist beach. Your right don't think Gran & Gramps would
ever bring me here!"

We walked on past the beach bar to the headland that separates the two bays
that makes up the beach. There were mainly guys on the rocks here, the
younger guys in their twenties tend to keep their trunks or shorts on as I
think they are afraid of their girlfriends or mates seeing they have no tan
lines. I directed Andy down onto the larger of the two beaches and towards
an empty spot next to a Spanish family at the far end of the beach. The
beach is a mixed one, all the gay action taking place in the scrubby
woodland on the hills above the beach.

As I had expected Andy had attracted quite a lot of attention. I quickly
spotted that a number of men were keeping a discreet eye on him or in the
case of the 15-year-old girl with the Spanish family, a less than discreet
eye on him. All were obviously waiting to see him strip. Give Andy his due,
as soon as we dumped everything down on the shingle he turned to face back
up the beach, towards the headland and with no embarrassment, slowly
stripped his kit off. I almost thought he was going to get a round of
applause from the crowd for his performance! There was definitely a bit of
an exhibitionist streak in him.

When he turned back towards me, I could see his dick was well chubbed but
not rising yet. I quickly followed suit and stripped off. We got the sun
beds opened up, the towels out and then settled down to catch some sun.

It tickled me, to see that Andy was soon doing a Meerkat impression, his
head swivelling round trying to take in all the scenery! Meanwhile I was
discreetly eying up the Spanish family next to us. It looked like there was
the mum and dad, who were in their late forties, a son of about twenty, who
looked to be there with his wife and young baby, the 15-year-old daughter
and a 12-year or so old son. All were naked except the younger son who had
kept his shorts on and was sitting hunched up, arms wrapped round his legs,
looking totally pissed off. The Dad unfortunately had gone a bit to seed
and had a bit of a potbelly. The 20 year old was a typical Latino with a
tanned fit slim body - pity he was married. The daughter looked as though
she was going to be a big-breasted girl like her mother. I noticed as she
sat facing towards us, that she was doing everything possible to try to get
Andy's attention. Even to the point of running her fingers up and down her
fanny lips, which looked distinctly moist to me and then licking her
fingers suggestively. As she sat facing us, none of the rest of her family
could see what she was doing. Needless to say, Andy was totally oblivious
to what was going on. He only had eyes for the guys!

I noticed that his little Andy was starting to stand to attention, so I
thought that I had better get Andy in for a swim to cool off.  I suggested
that we could try some snorkelling. We had a great time, saw a load of fish
and even an octopus crawling in amongst the rocks. After a bit, I started
to flag but Andy wanted to carry on so I suggested to him that he practice
his best schoolboy Spanish and ask the youngster from family next to us to
join him. Andy agreed to give it a go. When he asked the lad, it was the
first time I had seen the young lad smile all morning.  Mind you, it was
matched by a scowl from his sister over the fact that she had not been
asked!

The two lads were soon back in the water having a great time. It was good
for Andy to be with someone his own age for a while. It seemed that with
Andy's Spanish, and a bit of English from the other lad, they managed to
communicate. They must have got bored with snorkelling after a bit, as they
threw the gear up onto the beach. They continued to fool around in the
water a little longer and then sat for a while on a big flat rock at the
waters edge chatting. Suddenly the Spanish lad stood up, shucked off his
shorts and threw them back towards his family.

The father called over to me and in relatively good English said, "Gracias
senor. It seems your son has managed to convince my son to stop being
afraid of, how do you say it, being seen with a stiff willy? It is nice to
find a British family who are happy to come to the nudist beach as you are
normally so reserved. We Spaniards find it so funny when we see you
struggling on a beach to change hidden under a towel. We just keep our
shirts on, pull our shorts and underwear down and then quickly pull our
swim shorts or trunks on. If anyone catches a glimpse of a bum or a willy,
it's not the end of the world."

I decided it would be too complicated to explain to him that Andy was not
my son but had to agree with him that the Spanish were not as uptight as
the British and Americans about their bodies. Their way was a lot easier
than our towel-juggling act.

Eventually I think hunger drove the two boys back to us. While Andy tucked
into the food, he told me the Spanish lad was called Jesus and was nearly
13. He told me that Jesus was pissed with the family, as he had not wanted
to come to the nudist beach. As his father guessed, he was afraid of
'getting a stiff willy'. After Andy pointed out that half the blokes on the
beach were well on the way to having a stiffy and all he had to do if he
felt he was going to get hard was make a dash for the sea, Jesus had seen
finally sense and pulled his baggy board shorts off.

After relating the story of Jesus to me, I could see Andy was getting a bit
distracted and was looking over my shoulder towards the hillside above the
beach.

"Earth to Andy, Earth to Andy." I said trying to get his attention.

"Sorry I was looking at something. What's going on up the hill? I see
various guys, some naked and some with shorts or trunks on following the
path that goes up the hill and then turning off into the scrub."

"Oh, they are cruising for sex with another guy or guys."

"What? They have sex out in the open?" Andy said a bit shocked.

"Yes. For some guys, the naughtiness of having outdoor sex is a big turn
on. Also quite a few Spanish guys get married, so just to keep up
appearances with the family and cruising for sex here is their only way
they getting any gay action."

"But isn't it dangerous? What about the police? There were some guys in our
town who got arrested last month for having sex in a toilet. It was all
over the local paper."

"Well the Guardia Civil do drive up and down the track sometimes but only
to discourage muggings and thefts. As long as you are not too blatant, they
never bother getting out of their car. Even though it's a Catholic country,
the Spanish have a very different attitude to nudity and sex than up tight
countries, like the UK and USA.

"So Paul, have you ever cruised here?

"Yes, I have had my fair share of fun here. I normally come down to the
beach once a week or so when I am over and always have a bit of a cruise
before I go back to the villa. It often ends up with me getting or giving a
blow job to a little Spanish cutie like Jesus' brother over there."

I could see Andy's mucky little mind going into overdrive. I could also see
that little Andy was at full mast. Luckily, between my body and the cool
box that was balanced on the beds between us I don't think anybody except
me could see his hard on. What sort of sex fiend had I unleashed, I though
to myself?

"Could we go for a 'cruise' up there, now we have finished eating? Maybe
you could fuck me again. As you say it would be a bit kinky doing it in the
open."

I though we might need the Guardia to come to control the crowd once the
other cruisers spotted a chicken like Andy walking up the hill. I did know
of a secluded clearing in the scrub where hopefully, I give him the fucking
he wanted without attracting too much unwanted attention.

"Well you better stuff yourself into your swimmers, you can't walk up the
beach and past the bar with that leading the way," I said as I looked
pointedly at his hard cock.

"Oops, I hadn't noticed," he lied, as he started to rummage in his backpack
for his trunks.

As I rummaged through my backpack, I did wonder how he would squeeze his
cock in the trunks, as they were already a tad small for him without his
stonking hard-on. I found my trunks and I slipped them on, covering my
growing prick. I could see that Andy had just about managed to cover his
cock but there was a very obvious bulge. I had another search in my bag to
find the car key and the bum bag I take when I go cruising, which contains
lube, condoms and tissues along with a couple of small plastic bags which I
use to collect my used tissues and bits. Its one of my pet peeves, the way
the gay guys just leave their used tissues, rubbers and wrappers lying
around rather than collecting then up and dumping them in a bin when they
leave.

As we passed the Spanish family, I asked the father if he could keep an eye
on our stuff as we were going up to the beach bar so I could have a cold
beer. He said it was not problem, and that we might see his son Miguel
there as he had just gone for a beer. It was then I noticed that the 20
year old was no longer with the family group. However, I did see the
daughter giggling with her sister in law so guessed that they had seen
Andy's bulging trunks.

As we passed the bar, I did not spot Miguel but though he might be using
the Portaloo next to the bar, as that was the only toilet on the beach.

Just as I expected, when we started to climb the hill, Andy's presence
caused a bit of a stir. As I put my arm on his shoulder to guide him off
the main path, and through the scrub towards the clearing, we got a few
wolf whistles. Once we were off the main path, we both took off our trunks
to let our hard cocks swing free.

As we got to the first junction in the path, it became obvious why I had
not seen Miguel at the bar. He was standing under the tree with his shorts
in his hand and his hard cock bouncing against his stomach. His cock looked
to be about and inch or so longer than mine but about the same girth as
Andy's. Miguel was cut, unlike both Andy and me. He looked a bit surprised
to see us, but as we passed him, I nodded and indicated for him to follow
us. When I looked back, he had fallen in behind us, a few meters back. Well
this will be an experience for Andy a threesome and a cut cock I thought.

As we entered, the clearing I could see there were a couple of men already
there who were just eyeing each other up but otherwise not doing
anything. One of the men was obviously into his fetish gear as he had on a
full leather body harness, which was attached to a one-inch wide cock ring
round his cock and balls with a heavy three-inch ball stretcher round his
balls. He also had a thick steel ring though a PA piercing in his knob. The
ensemble was completed with a chain clamped between both nipples, which
looked like you could use to anchor a small yacht. He would have looked
more at home in a dark S&M club rather the clearing we were in. But then,
each to his own, it was not really my thing. Andy did a bit of a double
take when he saw him in the full gear, probably seeing things he had not
discovered on the net yet.

When Andy turned and saw that Miguel had followed us, he smiled at
him. Miguel walked up to Andy took hold of his cock and skinned his
foreskin back and started to slowly wank him. Andy then leaned forward,
bracing himself on the tree by the side of us and swallowed Miguel's cock
down in one. I rummaged in my bum bag for the lube to start greasing up
Andy's sexy arse.

The two other men moved over to us to get a close up view of the action and
stood either side of us wanking themselves. Luckily, because of Andy's
practice with the butt plugs and our fun a couple of days ago, I soon had
him opened up with three fingers and ready to take my fat cock.

Andy stopped sucking Miguel for a moment and said to me, "I am ready, ram
your big cock up my arse." He then carried on sucking Miguel.

I think the three other guys were surprised almost as much as I was, when
after I pressed my cock up against Andy's arse, he just pushed his arse
back and slammed my cock into his hole in one stroke. He didn't even break
from sucking Miguel except to groan as my cock hit his prostrate.

Knowing how I fucked Andy the other day, I though I may as well give the
guys a show so I started to give him a good, hard shafting. He was
obviously enjoying it and was soon groaning around Miguel's cock each time
I bottomed out.

Miguel was the first to blow his load, which Andy swallowed down. As soon
as he finished shooting, he got down under us and started to suck on Andy's
dick. It was not long before Andy yelled out, "Cumming!" and I felt his
arse clamp down rhythmically on my cock as he shot into Miguel's mouth. The
clamping of Andy's arse put me over the edge and I dumped my load deep in
his rectum. Next thing I knew, Andy's back was being splattered with two
big cum loads as the two guys stood either side of us shot their
loads. When I pulled out of Andy's arse and the three of us stood up, we
got a round of applause. While I had been so engrossed in spit roasting
Andy, about ten more men had joined us in the clearing. Andy being the
character he is took a bow, which resulted in a big cheer. He then asked me
if I had a cap with me so he could take a collection!

Looking around the clearing it looked like quite a few of the blokes had
shot their loads. I picked up my bum bag and passed a couple of tissues
each to Andy and Miguel so we could clean up. There was not much we could
do about Andy's cum covered back, he would just have to make a dash to the
sea once we got back to the beach to wash it off. I collected up our
tissues in one of the plastic bags and passed another bag to one of the
other men who was cleaning himself up. The bag passed round the group and
was soon filled with used tissues and other rubbish that was lying
around. I thought that at least the clearing would be cleaner than when we
arrived.

The three of us then made our way back to the beach, when we got there Andy
whipped off his trunks, giving them to me to carry back and made a dash for
the water before anybody could see the cum drying on his back. He then swam
parallel to the beach back to where our stuff was, hopefully washing the
cum off as he went. Miguel and I walked back along the beach to our patch
of beach. When we got to Miguel's family, he apologised to his wife, Mum
and Dad for being so long but explained he had been practicing his English
at the bar with us while we practiced our Spanish. If only his wife knew
what sort of oral skills he had been practicing with Andy!

I could see Andy was just starting to swim in towards our spot of the
beach, so I ran into the water join him. When I got to him I playfully
dunked him under and took the opportunity to rub up and down his back to
make sure all the dried cum was washed off. I suggest we swim around a
small rocky outcrop so we were shielded from most of the people on the
beach. Once we got there I told Andy to try make as if he was having a dump
to try and squirt most of the cum I had pumped into him back out,
otherwise, it would be running down his legs later. As best I could, I gave
my cock a wash off to get the lube, the residue of my cum and Andy's arse
juices off.

I then got Andy to climb up on top of the rock outcrop so we could have a
chat without any chance of being overheard. I was worried the Spanish dad
might understand too much!

"So, how do you feel about your first group session, I hope it has not
freaked you out? It might be a bit heavy for someone who was a virgin three
days ago!"

"Nope I was not freaked by it," Andy responded. "In fact it was a fantastic
experience, especially when you were fucking me and I was sucking
Miguel. Every time you thrust into me, it forced me down onto his cock. I
must admit I think an uncut cock is more fun to play with, I like playing
with your foreskin. It was cool having those other guys splatter my back
with their cum and getting the round of applause. Maybe we can come
cruising again before I go home."

"That's called a spit roast, where I was fucking you and you were sucking
Miguel. As long as you were OK with it, I am sure we can 'cum' here
again. What did you think of the guy with the harness and all the
metalwork?"

"Well, I did think he was a bit over dressed for the beach. I don't think I
would want someone putting a hole through my knob to put a ring through
either. Also I am not sure about the nipple clamps, I tried putting one of
Mum's clothes pegs on my nipples once, but it hurt too much to be fun."

"Well, I have some adjustable nipple clamps in my toy box at the villa,
maybe I should give you a try with them tonight. I can adjust them so they
should be exciting, without being painful"

"Yes that sounds interesting, should be better than a clothes peg. What
else is in Paul's toy box?"

"You will just have to wait and see what's in the box when we get home!" I
said, dangling the proverbial carrot in front of Andy.

Our sexy chat was brought to a halt by a loud growl from Andy's stomach. We
decided, as it was close to four o'clock, that we would pack up our stuff
and head over to his grandparents favourite caf‚/bar in La Cala for a
bite to eat, before going back to the villa.

We got our stuff packed up and Andy, the budding exhibitionist decided we
should walk back to the car naked. It was noticeable, that as we walked
along the beach there was a Mexican wave effect as guys head's turned to
watch Andy's progress.

When we got to the bar in La Cala, it took longer than we expected to get
our meal. There were a number of David and Carol's friends at the bar. When
they recognising Andy and myself they wanted to know how Carol was after
her operation. It delayed us sitting down and ordering. Eventually though,
around six o'clock after a filling four course menu del dia we were on our
way back to the villa. I was looking forward to an interesting evening with
the 'toy box'.

My other story on Nifty is in the Gay Incest section:

Kinky Father and Son (Posted 5th March 2009)
http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/incest/kinky-father-and-son