Walking along my favourite Sussex beach, heading towards the 'hot' area where the real nudists lounge....just behind a large boulder, laid out on his towel, legs apart, was this guy. Thirty-ish, nice tan, but a real hard-on, there for all to see. Normally I play it cool, look once, smile, keep walking unless I sense a response. Not this time. 'Wow...great cock!' I said, pausing a few feet from him. 'Yeah, needs suckin'....more or less now!' he replied. With that I placed my towel next to his, took off my shorts, and started playing with his rigid tool. 'A bit public....' I offered, conscious that others may be walking by. 'Tough...when you've got a stiffie....'. We did'nt waste time talking; I soon had his cock in my mouth, he wanking me like there was no tomorrow....'Go on, chew it hard, you ****!'....Chew it I did, and after about two minutes rough mouth action I would'nt have enjoyed, he unloaded his spunk into my gagging throat, the excess dribbling from my mouth. His language was pretty coarse, even for a seasoned campaigner like me, and as soon as he had jetted his ample load, he laid back with a big sigh, let go of my nearly-there cock, and told me to ****-off. Lovely!! What a gent, I thought, as I recovered my towel, and continued along the beach. The rest of the day was fine, I met a couple, enjoyed a little feely-touchy fun without actually getting too involved, and set off back to beat the tide. It beggared belief....nearing the scene of my earlier encounter with Mr.Nasty, he had another guy sucking him off, pulling his hair as he rammed his cock into a second mouth. I kept walking.....only this time he got his cum-uppance....when I paused and looked round, the second feller had pinned Mr.Nasty down with his foot, and was wanking copious amounts of cum all over his face...he seemed to last for ages.....Well, I've seen it all now, I thought. Well, have I? Perhaps other readers have been in similar situations...would love to hear your story, and how you felt!!