A Litte Night Music - Sex Stories

A Litte Night Music

... you wrong? Get it? STEERED you wrong?" I laughed because I was used to his corny jokes, but for the first time I started to wonder why Mr. Ponce was still single. After all, he was a great catch. Handsome, funny, witty, and very masculine. He kept his hand on my thigh the rest of the drive and then he squeezed it as we approached a sign for a beach that I had never heard of. He pulled into a nice shady spot and said "Ta-da!" "What?" I said with a confused look on my face. This is "Haulover." "I'm sorry Mr. Ponce. Is Haulover a restaurant?" "No! It's a beach." "Oh, well I don't have a bathing suit or towel..." Mr. Ponce broke in to laughter and said "Matthew, you don't need a bathing suit. It's a NUDE beach. And, because I was planning on coming here after your lesson, I have extra towels." I started to blush. "Oh, Mr. Ponce, I... I don't know if... I ..." He interrupted and said comfortingly "Wear your underwear if you're uneasy about this. Do you want me in my underwear too or would you be okay if I was nude?" My cock twitched. I had never imagined Mr. Ponce naked or even in a bathing suit, but my body was responding to the thought of his hairy chest being exposed to me, the image of his masculine beer belly, and the curiosity of his cock size. I didn't even think of saying "I want to go home." So, I replied "Okay, let's go to the beach. I'll keep my underwear on and you can be in the nude, Mr. Ponce." His eyes sparkled as he said "Alright, but you have to make me one ...

... more promise." "What's that?" I said with surprise. "Please call me Robert. If you're going to see me naked, it's weird if you call me Mr. Ponce. Too many years of you calling me that, ya know?" I laughed and said "Deal, Robert." Just as I said it my cock twitched again. When we walked onto to the beach there were lots of people there. Mostly, old men. I was looking around making sure there was nobody with a camera as Robert removed his clothing. His chest was a trimmed blanket of fur that twisted and curled from his sternum to his belly. His nipples were pierced and a big bear paw print was tattooed over his heart. In a trance, I took off my shirt as I stared at his body. He took off his jeans and slid off his briefs to reveal a gorgeous uncut cock. I couldn't tell what length it was because of how soft he was, but I knew it was substantial especially for a man with his weight. I stared and he laughed. "Well, Matthew?" "You have a great body, Mr. Ponce. I mean...Robert." He laughed awkwardly. "That's not what I meant," he replied as he walked slowly towards me. He unbuttoned my jeans causing my cock to expand and whispered "it's your turn." I slid off my jeans and stood there in my black boxer-briefs, knowing that my bulge was obvious. He licked his lips behind that grizzly goatee and said "Alright. Let's have a good day." We swam a bit in the water and talked and we developed the habit that whenever an old man came close to talk to me Mr. Ponce would put his arm around me. I ...