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I had been in Southern California for about a year when it finally dawned on me that I was gay (some of us are slow starters - I was 23 at the time) and from that point on I was climbing the walls. I wanted a guy - especially the cute, curely haired guys I would see at the beach - terribly, but I didn't have the nerve to approach them. I would walk the beach in Venice (the area that is gay and used to even be nude) and in a certain area off Ocean Park that used to be heavily gay. The walks would fuel my imagination and besides, I also enjoyed the exercise and fresh air. -- It was in the early summer that year that I took a walk just after dusk. I started in Venice and was walking north at it got continually darker - for once I wasn't obsessed with my newly discovered sexuality. A dog follow ed me part of the way and I was having fun throwing a stick for him out into the ocean. He finally loped away and I was pretting much on my own - it was a bit chilly that night and the beach was almost deserted. When I got to Ocean Park, I sat down on the beach for a while, just staring out on the ocean - something that always ghad a calming effect on me. Then I noticed, a ways out, that something was swimming around in the waves. I couldn't quite make it out and I was excited because I thought it might be a dolphin, something I always wanted to see. -- I moved up to the water line to see better. Then I got really excited. It was a young man, and he was naked, frolicking around in the surf. It took me about 10 seconds to decide what to do and then, before I could change my mind I stripped off my clothes and dove into the water, swiming in his direction. I'm a good swimmer and waves were not high, so I didn't have much trouble finding him. When I popped up near him he was at first taken aback, but I turned on my biggest smile and yelled "Hello!" He smiled and waved back, and we started to drift towards each other. I told him I thought I was the only person crazy enough to swim nude in the twilight (this is before all the scares about polution in that area, you understand) and he told me he did it all the time. He loves to swim nude, he said, and the only way he can do it without hassles from the police is to go at night. The water, by the way, seemed warm and luxorious - much warmer than the air. And so we just lazily swam around for a while, telling each other about ourselves. When he would take little dives I could see that he had a trim, beautiful tanned body, made strong and taunt from all the swimming. WE laughed a lot, sometimes splashing each other all in fun. I wanted him so bad - just even to hold him close - that I at times did not know what to say. But he seemed content just to swim and float in silence between spurts of conversation. We were drifting toward shore when little started to come in. I quietly swam between him and the open ocean and let one of the waves knock me into him. He laughed and I put me arm around his chest as if to steady myself. Absolutely Male Has Tons of Enola Gay Content Including Pictures of Nude Gay Porn and Gay Sex Movies Plus Its Loaded with Erotic Gay Stories and Even LIVE Gay Sex Videos of Guys Showing Off Their Big Hairy Dicks and Having Gay Anal Sex in this Enola Gay Content at Absolutely Male the #1 Adult Gay Site on the Internet.ENTER
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