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While writing down this memory I was transported back to a time when I was young , with many good mates both male and female. I was fit ,active, horny and happy. I will keep most of the names in this memory as they were because , as you will see , I rarely used their real names. Howie
‘Al’ was waiting for me at macca’s. Alison was a thin girl , about 5yrs younger than me. She was quite pretty and we always got on well but I was her older brothers buddy and I had known her since she was much younger which meant we seemed more like cousins than just friends.
At this time I am 24 and she was 19 . She had been getting admiring glances while sitting alone until I turned up and kissed her cheek as I sat next to her. We waited for the others to join us so we gathered a few more chairs then chatted and laughed to pass the time , nudging and teasing each other like siblings would. Al said , ” so um , did you have a good time over at Straddie?” She winked and smiled as if shearing a secret.
We were having a ‘reunion’ only 1 week after a holiday on ‘Stradbroke Island’ (Straddie) , which is less than an hours ferry boat ride from our part of the city.
With few people and miles of wide pristine white beaches Straddie was a favourite camping trip for many locals so 5 of us guys had spent a week over there with a few visitors on the weekend.
I asked Al what she was talking about?
“Well” she whispered ,”apparently cindy thought you were pretty hot!” Then she laughed as she watched my surprise turn to interest , then she continued… “Yeah…. she told lucy and me that if you’d have asked …she’d have done ‘it’ with you”.
Just then most of the others arrived so I couldn’t quiz her further but I kept thinking about Cindy. She was the younger sister of ‘hoggy’ , my buddy.
He was only 19 so I had considered his younger sister to be off limits because she was barely 16 ,even though she looked much older than that and very , very hot!
So 2 weeks earlier us 5 guys had finally made it to the budget caravan we had rented for the week on Straddie. It was cramped with just 2 single beds and a stove top and a table but it had a canvas roof beside it for extra beds in the open air. The park was crowded with families so the owner looked us up and down then warned us to keep our noise down.
Hoggy was shorter than me but very athletic , he had a golden brown tan and a bodybuilders physique that made women swoon.
Gerty was a 6ft 4″ tall blonde boy with curly hair , a beautiful looking guy with German heritage and a huge gleaming white smile that ladies loved.
Darty was a comedian , full of life and quick wit to woo the girls.
Jim was a cute young looking guy that would surprise you with the things he’s done.
And me… at 24 I was the eldest so it seemed up to me to keep the ‘boys’ in line.
This was a couple of years after ‘karen’, and I’d had a couple of girlfriends since , so I was loving life but feeling just a bit too old for the bingeing sessions the guys had planed for our holiday.
We all went regularly to the gym several times a week to ‘pump iron’ ect. so we were buffed hot ,young and horny . Looking for any chance to meet girls.
The beach was full of sexy teenage girls wanting to show off their fit curvy bodies in scanty bikini’s while their parents weren’t around. The scent of coconut oil filled the air as topless sunbathers oiled up to bake themselves in the hot sun then jogged to the waters edge to jiggle about in the surf ,doing their best to attract any ‘surfer dudes’. However the board riders only looked out to sea for the next big wave ,meanwhile us guys bodysurfed our way in , bumping into semi-naked girls then apologizing and introducing ourselves.
To be followed each night by grabbing a meat pie and beer for dinner then harder spirits to get drunk , compare conquests and fill the night with laughter and stories of love in the sand dunes.
An array of starry eye’d girls dropped by our humble home during those nights . Mostly way too young girls that wanted to do something daring in rebellion in the relative safety of being within screaming distance of their parents. Only a couple of the more brave and outgoing of them actually staying long enough to get taken inside for sex, with 4 other drunk buddies giggleing stupidly while listening for any grunt , moan or squeal that came with the rythmic shaking of the van.
Followed by a cheer when climax was reached.
After 4 days of this we were all feeling a bit seedy. In the first few days we’d bounded through the bush track to the beach early in the day to catch the best waves , but by day 4 it was only me taking an early stroll. I didn’t drink as much as the others and had gone to bed earlier.
I stepped over passed out bodies in semi-darkness, picked up a few cans or bottles , covered parts of sleeping people so passing families didn’t complain, then made my way to the water. I walked for a while as the suns rays rose over the white water of the breaking surf , then made my way over an outcrop of rocks to another wide white beach that stretched out as far as I could see and sat on the cool sands letting the first warmth from the sun relax me.
There was nobody else up that early as far as I could see. I looked around again…. Straddie was known for having lots of sharks so it wasn’t a good idea to swim alone so early in the day…but the water looked so nice! The other problem was that I had crept out without swimware.
I looked around again then stripped naked and ran into the warm water. The feeling was euphoric!
I swam past the break into clear blue water and floated.
Big rolling swells lifted and dropped me like a cork. My erect cock pierced the surface like a periscope.
When I rolled I could see the sand clearly many feet below with good sized fish in schools ,drifting past only feet away.
I’d been there for 30 min or so , floating mostly, or catching the biggest waves when they came ,while keeping an eye out for anyone arriving on the beach so I could wade into the shallows then gather my clothes when they had passed.
A big beautiful wave came so I swam onto it , keeping my body stiff to glide down the face staying in front of the whitewater.
I looked down to see a shark a few feet below me on the same wave.
It was only a 5ft reef shark but it frightened the life out of me!
I levitated somehow , trying to fly and swim for my life!
My adrenaline peaked as I leapt from the water and ran up the beach straight past a mom and her 2 fascinated young children who watched my flaccid cock swinging as I sprinted past.
I had to return to the waters edge to regain my clothes before explaining to the mom what had happened. Luckily she saw the funny side and just laughed.
To be continued… Will Howie get lucky? Tune in next week.
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Meet Howie… a 53 year old happily married man living in Queensland, Australia. Unfortunately for Howie, his wife is no longer interested in sex. But, Howie still is, and since he loves his wife, and would never be unfaithful, he seeks relief from sex workers. Howie is not a writer, just an ordinary family man who keeps a diary, well hidden I’m sure, here is a page or two.
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