My first time on a naturist beach, I chose Port-Galland in the Ain region, on the shores of Lake Nantua, a discreet and wild spot well-known to people from Lyon who come to let loose on weekends. Surrounded by cliffs and pine trees, it has a decidedly gay atmosphere as soon as the sun hits. I arrived around noon, the small beach already packed with naked guys sunbathing, oiled bodies, eyes lingering without inhibition—perfect for feeling free. I found a spot on the fine sand, near the turquoise water, laid down my towel, undressed slowly, feeling eyes on my ass and cock, instant arousal. Naked, skin offered to the warm sun, I lay down on my stomach, buttocks slightly raised, savoring the caress of the wind and the heat on my balls and back. Nothing better than sunbathing naked, my cock swelling a little against the towel. After an hour, I'm sweltering, so I get up, my cock swinging heavily, and dash off to cool off in the lake. I swim a bit, taking the opportunity to look around: firm, round asses, thick, dangling or semi-erect cocks, hairy chests—it's driving me wild, my dick hardening underwater. I come back dripping wet to my towel, and then a group of three daddies approaches, well into their forties, typical Lyonnais, muscular, hairy, tanned, with well-groomed beards and knowing smiles. The first is tall and massive, broad chest covered in dark hair, thick cock already half-erect; the second stocky, with a rounded ass and a curved, veiny cock; the third leaner but muscular, pink glans visible, a commanding gaze. We chat naturally, laugh, and give direct compliments on my body, my firm buttocks, my average but hard cock—the tension rises quickly. After fifteen minutes, one of them calmly suggests, "Shall we go behind the rocks? It's quieter there for a chat... really." I say yes without thinking, my heart pounding. We walk a little way along the shore, find a hollow sheltered by the cliffs and bushes, no one in sight. There, they form a circle around me on the warm sand, and I immediately kneel down, instinctive slut. They pull out their hard cocks: big, hairy at the base, glans glistening with precum in the sun. I become their little slut without hesitation. The tall one grabs my hair, presses his thick glans against my lips: I lick the salt and precum, then swallow, mouth full, sucking greedily while he groans. The other two jerk off while watching me, stroking their heavy balls. They take turns: each in turn, I suck deeply, throat open, drool running down my chin and pecs, eyes watering but more excited than ever.Then they put me on all fours, my ass pres ...

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