The summer sun exposed the salty surf and our fair, tanned skin as we stumbled out of our clothes and lay in the sand. The warm caress of the ocean breeze ignited our passion, and as each wave washes the shore we were never so close, never so connected, never so in love.
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The sea air was like a drug. The silhouettes of the beach boys merged into one reaper-like figure. Beneath the spotlight of a full moon, they embraced and thrust in a dance of primal pleasure. Hard cocks collided as they took each other with roaring abandon, licking and tasting salty secrets until all three shuddered in a tide of pure ecstasy.
The sand gave way under their salty cheeks, as their embrace deepened. The setting sun lit up the horizon, a molten landscape of fusing desire and glistening skin. An unspoken language of touch, entwined in a tantalizing threesome of sensual moments, breathless and alive with pleasure in the sand.
The beach was sizzling with heat and desire, sun-tanned boys stripped down and danced with abandon as the rough waves rushed in and the coarse sand got stuck beneath their toes. Bodies so tight no cloth could keep them, their eyes and hands wandered without inhibition searching for a love affair only fleeting. The ocean called to those hidden depths, the hot wind caressed every thus far unexplored inch — for a blissful morning, gay loving was allowed and celebrated with a joyous intensity of the heart.