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The Island, its beaches and its bumps

Publié par : voyagheure le 19/02/2024

I was 16 years old and I had been spending my summers on this same island for several years.A few thoughts, fantasies and experiences confirmed to me that my sex life was not going in the direction of the majority.Having always fantasized about a man's body, and since the first perverse memories I have, it was biological time & I had to finish convincing myself for my greatest pleasure!I have already told you about my antics with my young neighbor to which I will probably return one day soon... I could have told you about my first discoveries about my own body, and perhaps one day this will also be the opportunity... Or to this teenager by my side on his hospital bed for a few days… The boy is not very modest! And who encouraged me to do many things to do between men... Or finally this stretcher bearer coming out of surgery who remained the Apollo of my desires... Today I'm talking to you about Clément!The camper across the street. 25-30 years old? On vacation, with family, total chill, taking care of his family and every day walking in the dunes of the campsite we frequented otherwise I don't know anything about him!Far from being stupid and with the naivety of a teenager in need of discovery, I made this place the perfect location for my REAL first time between men!Of course I was just a kid. Not very brave, clearly not sure that something could happen… because to tell the truth, I wasn't even sure that he knew if I existed.Every late afternoon, he packed his things and left for the beach at the other end of the campsite.I watched him and he stayed in the water for a while. Then on his towel… Then he disappeared beyond the decor.The beach was not very busy, so I wondered what could be happening behind these sand dunes so I investigated further.Paths, detours, groves, abandoned objects which leave little doubt as to their future use... Confusing but which puts you on the track at the same time.So I too wanted to travel these same paths in my own time.It took a few days, but totally unexpectedly, the day when I had absolutely nothing coming: Clément appeared.He had nothing foreign to these practices I think. I didn't have the chance to ask him... We were lost together between bushes and sand, face to face, and at a standstill.I dare to imagine that he was looking for me... I'm not sure of that either.In any case he stops suddenly, looks at me, he is happy with his discovery!Happy about myself is so little indicated in such situations... but I remember in any case having shifted because one of two things: either I was running away at full speed or I was perhaps achieving my big real first!As if he doesn't know anything, he asks me the time…. He was really very, very close to me!I give it to him… and at the same moment, his swinging arm touches my swimming shorts.Am I really experiencing what I have hoped for so much! Well yes, more than touching me, he persists and signs. His hand is not yet placed on me, but obviously he doesn't mind continuing to touch me like this and his intentions are very clear.I can't give up and it's a wonderful moment in my life! I l ...

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