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Damion
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DAMION.
By,
Randy.
Blue eyes, almost the colour of the ocean behind him, sparkled
above a perfect smile. Straight blond hair hung to his
shoulders and danced lazily over one side of his face as a
slight ocean breeze caught it. A handsome face that was as
perfectly tanned as the rest of his 5`9" body, this atop a
body void of hair except for a thatch of golden blond pubics
that outlined his 6" cock that hung over two almost hairless
balls was enough to catch the eye of all who passed by him.
The almost white sands of the beach, the odd villa set on the
cliff side and the lush tropical vegetation set off this
golden surfer as he walk along the waters edge, allowing the
breaking waves to play with his feet as they ran up the beach.
The immediate beach area was almost deserted, just the
occasional pairs of lovers lying here and there among the sand
dunes, there were more people farther along near a rock wall
which was almost as white as the sands that Damion walked
along. He was in no apparent hurry to join anyone, as he
paused occasionally looking back at the weather beaten, white
washed villas on the cliff side.
Nearing the rock wall at the farther end of the beach he
noticed that his arrival was not unnoticed. One or two older
men who had been standing back in the shade of palm trees now
stepped forward trying to attract his attention, fondling
their flaccid cocks in an attempt to interest him. Briefly
glancing in their direction he acknowledged their presence but
no more than that as he continued on closer to the rock wall.
Reaching the wall Damion paused by a small fall of water that
was coming through an out crop of vegetation at the edge of
the rock wall, cupping his hands beneath the falling water he
splashed the cool water over his hot naked body. Tiny rivulets
ran down over his chest and continued over his taught stomach
and ran into his thatch of golden pubes, finally dripping of
his balls and down the inside of his muscular legs. His cock
gave a little twitch as the cool water ran over the shaft and
down over the perfectly formed head.
Stepping back after splashing several hand fulls of water over
himself his body glistened in the mid day sun and was now even
more appealing than before, if it was at all possible to
improve on perfection. His 6" cock had thickened a little and
was now jutting away from his body, his ball sack had
tightened from the refreshing bath they had just received from
the water fall, a perfect picture for some glossy magazine
advertising this as a tourist destination.
Beneath some low hanging vegetation was a small almost
invisible path that led deep into the cool interior of a lush
tropical paradise, bending slightly Damion entered and
followed the path. It was like entering a different world,
here were ferns, palms, birds darting to and fro and it was
cool unlike the beach which he had just left, white, hot and
barren.
Eventually he came across the source of the water fall on the
beach, a crystal clear stream running quietly through this
paradise. The water was so clear that he could see the rocks
that lay beneath, to his left was a small three tiered water
fall which was almost as silent as the water as it wound its
way to the beach. Both banks were lined with lush green ferns
and small palms, rocks covered in a velvet green moss and
occasional patches of filtered sunlight came through the
taller trees.
Damion was a lover of nature, a lover of the natural beauty of
places such as this and it showed as his cock rose to a hard
8". Walking along the streams edge he found a large flat rock
covered with the velvet green moss and bathed in filtered
sunlight, here he stretched out against the rock and slowly
started to stroke his ridged cock.
What a wonderful sight he made, 5`9" of perfectly tanned body
lying on a bed of velvet moss, blond hair with sunlight
glinting off it and his perfectly toned body taught with
anticipation of his growing orgasm. He looked as much at place
here as he did on the white sands of the beach he had left a
short time ago.
He continued stroking himself slowly with one hand while the
other played with his erect nipples, he moved his butt back
and forth over the velvet moss as he stroked his hard 8".
His breathing became rapid as his orgasm neared, but still he
stroked himself slowly, blue eyes unmoving. Rolling over and
supporting his weight with both hands he glided his cock over
the velvet moss, after just a few minutes a low soft moan
began to escape his lips as he unload his cum on the moss
covered rock. His creamy load came in large streams at first
and then smaller ones as his cock continued gliding over the
moss, spent, he sat for a short time in the patch of sunlight
that shone over the rock to regain his breath and to allow his
cock to become soft again before returning to the beach.
Back on the beach he headed back the way he had previously
come, back toward the villas set on the side of the cliff.
He climbed the hand carved steps to a villa that was nestled
under a craggy rock formation and set further around the cliff
side than the other few that were up here. Stepping on to the
rough styled balcony Damion stopped to look back out over the
ocean, the breeze whipping his blond hair around his neck and
down over his face giving him an even more enchanting
appearance. "Your back" came a voice from behind him, without
turning he replied "yes, miss me while I was gone", "you were
asleep and looked so peaceful I did`nt want to disturb you,
hope your not upset with me"."Not at all, enjoy your walk",
"yes and I found this wonderful stream amongst the vegetation,
I`ll take you and show it to you after lunch if you like",
"great, lets eat and you can tell me more about it".
Damion turned to enter the villa and there in the doorway
stood his companion, Shaun, who was just as strikingly
handsome
as himself only with a darker complection. As he passed him
Shaun brushed his hand gently over Damion`s butt and smiled,
"I missed a piece of that this morning, but I can wait until
you show me the stream after lunch and then we will see what
happens from there,okay". Damion looked back over his shoulder
and down at Shaun`s crutch where he saw that just the thought
of a bit of butt riding with mother nature had set him off, he
was proudly displaying 7" of hard cock to show Damion that he
was`nt joking.
They sat opposite each other at the table and started on the
food that Shaun had prepared as he watched Damion returning
along the beach, fresh tropical fruit, nuts and an assortment
of cold seafood. Damion was curious to see if Shaun`s cock was
still hard so raising one of his feet under the table he
groped Shaun`s crutch and to his delight his companion was
still rock hard. Lifting his other foot and capturing Shaun`s
cock between both his feet he started to jack him off while
they ate. Shaun was use to Damion getting him off, in fact it
excited him not knowing when or where Damion would just
suggest it or just do it, thinking about the times they had
gotten off and some of the places bought Shaun to a quick
orgasm. Cumming between Damion`s feet was a first for them and
it had obviously turned Damion on also, as he felt the hot
cream spray from his companions cock all over his ankles and
feet he released another load of his own without even touching
himself.
Smiling at each other, no words were necessary, as they knew
how they felt for each other and what was going to happen
when Damion took Shaun to see the stream in that tropical
paradise.
The End.
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