I had recently heard about a gay nude beach that some friends had gone to and told me was the hottest thing around. It was early on a Saturday and I decided to pack a cooler with a few beers and some snacks. I took a shower, put on some board shorts and nothing else for ease of disrobing at the beach. Grabbing a beach blanket and my cooler I headed out for the 25 minute drive. On the way I was thinking of beach and figuring that I will probably not find anyone there that suits me enough to have sex with or bring home. Arriving, I parked and had to walk down a trail and down a long set of steps to the beach below. I could make out a few people on the beach but not in detail as I passed a “nude beach” sign “clothing optional beyond this point”. Heading toward the water I found a nice spot, set out my blanket and cooler, looking around deciding on dropping the board shorts or not as I have never been to a nude beach before. I slid them to my ankles and stepped out of them before...
By Seth Cybertar