Sandburned - Sex Stories

Sandburned

... to pierce the corners of his eyes. Zach wasn't much of a crier (if he had been, the lifeguard would have had him bawling before she was halfway through!) but the ramifications of this kind of public humiliation, in a town where he was still getting to know people...what was his life even going tobe, now?

"Get yourself back together," the lifeguard said to him over her shoulder as she stood before the railing, making sure no one was drowning or moving a single mile over the speed limit, "You can take a minute if you need to. I'll see if anyone's got shoes they can lend you."

"That shan't be necessary!" Brianna's cheery voice said from just beside the hut. "Thank you for finding that one, we were looking for him."

Still grimacing with his hands on his charbroiled cheeks, Zach opened his teary eyes just a crack and looked up. His fears about the audience had been justified, as there were gleaming eyes and smirking mouths pointed at him from all around, but the two closest sets - and the two most delighted looking - were those of his dear, loyal companions who he knew he could always count on.

"No worries! You shouldn't have let him run around without sandals, though."

Brianna performed a longsuffering sigh at the tall lifeguard's jocular smile. "I'm almost ready to give up and stop taking him anywhere at all."

As Zach closed his eyes again and tried to bury himself in the challenge of getting his swimsuit back up, Genie slinked up onto the platform beside ...

... him.

"Lemme help you with that."

Zach knew what she was about to do, but he quickly realized there was literally no better choice, so he just clenched his teeth harder and braced himself as she grabbed the hem of his undersized speedo andyanked it up to his thighs like a playground bully giving someone a wedgie. There was an absolute explosion of pain as the material stretched tight around his swollen flesh, constricting like a hungry python and compacting all the parts that hurt together. He yelped, gasped, and then panted, shifting from foot to foot as he struggled fruitlessly to get used to the tension of the nylon digging into his white hot sit spots and clenching nearly as hard in the front against his cock and balls.Oh fuck you can probably see everythingthrough this! Not that everyone on the beach wasn't already seen everything anyway. Oh god, I'm not going to be able to go outside all year after this!

As Zach whimpered and felt the first real tear starting to come out, Brianna ran back to her beach blanket and returned with the big bottle of water she'd packed. "Here, this is a trick I learned from one of Genie's gal pals." She poured a little water onto the sand in the shade of the wooden tower, where it was less hot. "Get wet sand on the bottoms of your feet. It'll keep you off the hot stuff,hot stuff." She batted her lashes at him and giggled.

"Huh. That's...actually really cool," Zach said, still wincing and hissing at the way the speedos were squeezing ...