The waves crashed against the shore, a crescendo of passion that mirrored our own. I moaned with pleasure, the sand cool against my skin, as Al’s strong strokes grew more insistent. Gay sex Trees leaned inland, whispering secrets to the breeze that constantly pushed them, and I noticed the air was alive with the sound of crickets, birds and distant waves.The beach stretched on, untouched by civilization, and I felt a sense of peace wash over me. “Now,” he said with a mischievous smile, “I have a surprise for you,” as he slipped the waistband of my tighty whities down my legs since the cotton fabric had met a torn and shredded end.I nodded, unable to speak as he held my gaze, the intensity of his eyes making my heart race. “Yes,” I panted, “I’m yours, Al. The cages in the field looked like a floating city from afar, and as we approached, I could see the oysters clinging to the mesh, filtering the water with their gills.The work was hard, but the satisfaction of a job well done was unmatched. My tighty whities prevented my erection springing free, but he pushed them down a little allowing him to take my cock in his hand, stroking me firmly as he continued to kiss
