[MM] Mutual masturbation on the beach

When I was at college I got to go on holiday with a friend and his family. It was only a static caravan but it got me away to the coast during what was a good year for weather.

His parents were content just sitting outside all day so me and Marc were left to our own devices.

The caravan park only had a penny arcade and a rusting playground so we would head off for the day exploring the coast and local farmland. There was one particular cove we loved. It was a steep climb down to it and was always empty of people. The top of the beach was quite stony but there was a band of soft sand down to the waters edge.

The second time we went there it was really hot and we were both sweating. We stripped down to our pants and paddled in the sea to cool off. We were soon deep enough for the light waves to splash up our legs and get our pants wet so we were soon swimming about.

When we got out we decided to strip out of our pants. There was no-one about and we didn't want to walk back in wet pants under our shorts. But once we had got naked together we decided to let them dry out on the rocks while we drip dries ourselves. We didn't have towels with us.

While we waited we carried wondering around the bay naked. It was nice to feel free. Marc was a bit more athletic than me and definitely more heavily hung and circumcised. I'm not. I commented on him being cut. Talking about each others cocks got us both semi hard and we noticed each other getting turned on. We then started talking about masturbating. I was interested how he did it. I use my foreskin to slide up and down and wondered what he did.

Before we knew it we were standing facing each other shower each other how we wank and getting fully hard. His remaining foreskin seamed to throttle his helmet which shined deep red contrasting his pale skin. A thick veins pulsed down the side of his shaft and it was rock solid standing up from his hairy balls.

Our demonstrations quickly turned into full on jerking ourselves off and neither of us had plans to stop. We not until we were shooting our loads out onto the sand. I came first and carried on rubbing until he had finished too. I had my cum on my cock and over my hand so suggested we wash off in the sea. We both went skinny dipping.

The following day we had a similar routine but went skinny dipping from the start so we didn't get our pants wet. When we get out of the sea, Marc was already hard. We sat on the sand and he started rubbing himself. I got myself hard and joined in.

We then would have mutual wanking sessions at least once or twice a day and not only at the beach. There was a cornfield where we dared each other to strip off and run through. It was near a path that other people used. The thrill of maybe getting caught got us both hard which we would have to deal with in the field.

It wasn't until the day before we were due to go home that it escalated. We were swimming and messing about in the sea and at the same time as asking if I was hard he reached down to feel me. He wrapped his hand around my cock which was still soft. He gave it a gentle squeeze and rub and despite the cold water I felt my blood pump into it. I reached under the water for his cock. He was already fully hard and it felt huge in my hand. He started for the beach and led me by my hardening cock.

We tried to stand and wank each other off but it was a bit awkward facing each other so he told me to lay down on the sand and he sat beside and tossed me off. It didn't take long for me to cum and I then returned the favour to him. When he shot his creamy load it landed on my leg and hand. We sat together and I watched his white goo slowly clearing and turning watery before running down my thigh. I was tempted to taste it.

When I went back to college we would often have mutual fun together but we never touched each other again. I never got the courage to ask if I could suck him off which I often fantasised about while I watched him rub one out.