Are you nervous about Covid? I got infected, and it wasn't too bad!

On Saturday, I was at the nudist beach.

The beach resembled a dying lake.
The beach resembled a dying lake.

This is what that part of the beach looked like last year.

It's hard to believe a year has passed!
It's hard to believe a year has passed!

It was a weird feeling to return after such a long time. Usually, I'm there year-round. However, this winter has been especially harsh.


Since people know that I'm an "beach expert", many have asked me when it would be a suitable time to go.


I told them I would post on Twitter before going. It took a long time, but there were two indications that the time had come to return to the beach.


The first one was, of course, the weather.


It's finally warm enough to be naked indoors.

I enjoy being naked and free!
I enjoy being naked and free!

The second was the blooming jasmine that Felix had planted on my roof terrace.

The scent is incredible!
The scent is incredible!

When I brought my beach backpack out of storage, Luka went berserk. She barked and started running in circles. It was lovely to see her full of life in her old age.


She will be 11 in June.


"Luka, do you want to go to the beach?" I asked. Luka listened carefully and, on hearing "beach," started barking at me.


She's so clever.


Felix and I call her "an 11-year-old puppy" because she still has a lot of energy and loves to play with her toys. However, she's more of an old lady nowadays.


It's easy to forget that fact, especially when we take her for a long hike (our hikes are usually 10 miles/16 km long).


Usually, we are more tired than her when the hike is over!

Felix takes excellent care of Luka (and of me).
Felix takes excellent care of Luka (and of me).

However, Luka suffers from old-age illnesses such as weird lumps of (hopefully just) fat in several areas of her body. More alarming is how she limps on her front right leg.


When she does, I give her a pill which works wonders. Still, it's heartbreaking to see my little girl like that.


She used to run for hours at the nudist beach until recently.


Seeing her like that makes me want to hug and protect her.

I know that a day will come when I will no longer be able to do that!
I know that a day will come when I will no longer be able to do that!

Hopefully, the day when I can no longer help her isn't soon. Or, as Felix puts it: "Luka! You need to live until you are at least 14!"


Her excited reaction to the prospect of going to the beach hopefully means that she will enjoy a long lifespan.


I too was very excited. If I could bark, I'd probably have joined her.

However, I didn't announce on Twitter that I intended to be at the nudist beach that afternoon. In fact, I even hoped wouldn't meet anyone of my friends/fuck buddies there.


Why was that?


To answer, I need to return to the night when Eldar was supposed to come over and make love to me for the second time.


I wrote about it here:

Would you lie to a friend to make him feel good? I wish I could.


When I woke up that morning, there was no indication of the rising storm inside my body. I felt good, refreshed, and, most importantly, my cock was hard as usual.


Potent morning wood is the best indication of good health!

I rarely masturbate in the morning.
I rarely masturbate in the morning.

My workday-from-home was interrupted only by Eldar's hot messages. I found it hard to concentrate because my cock was hard most of the time.


When it wasn't hard, it constantly leaked.

My underwear always has precum stains.
My underwear always has precum stains.

However, around 4 PM, I started to feel my body temperature rising. It wasn't by much, but it was alarming.


I still felt very horny, but I knew I should tell Eldar that I had a fever.


At first, he didn't believe me.


"Are you serious? You teased me only an hour ago with photos of your beautiful ass and hole. I've already had to masturbate once because I was so horny. Are you meeting with someone else tonight?"


This is one of the photos that I sent him.

Had I known it would make him shoot his load, I wouldn't have sent it!
Had I known it would make him shoot his load, I wouldn't have sent it!

"No! I truly do have a fever," I responded and sent him a photo of me holding the thermometer which showed "37.8 °C/100.04 °F".


"Damn!" was Eldar's response. "I hope you feel better this weekend!"


"I'm sure that I will," I assured him. "It's just a mild cold."


But mild fever didn't calm the storm in my testicles.


I was very horny that night.


After all, I'd been dreaming about Eldar's terrific cock and, more importantly, his amazing lovemaking skills since we'd fucked, two days earlier.


I played with my cock in the shower and used two of my vibrators to stimulate my sweet hole.


However, I didn't ejaculate because I was saving my seed for him.

I got very close to emptying my balls several times!
I got very close to emptying my balls several times!

The next day, my condition deteriorated, and I told my family that I was sick and wouldn't attend the Sabbath family dinner. My family didn't suspect that it was Covid because they know I work from home and presume I don't meet many people.


However, Felix knew that Gidi and Eldar had enjoyed my ass earlier that week.


"You should get tested for Covid," was his suggestion.


Since my sister's family lives next door, I popped round to get a self-testing kit.


Behind this wall is my sister's apartment.

This is my laundry/storage room.
This is my laundry/storage room.

While I was there, my brother-in-law suggested helping me since he's pretty skilled at testing as they need to test their kids quite often before sending them to school.


While he inserted a swab into my nostril, I thought of making a joke. I wanted to mention that I'm used to being penetrated deeper and by much longer and thicker "swabs"!


However, my brother-in-law isn't very comfortable when I talk freely about sex, so I kept my mouth shut.


The result after fifteen minutes was negative, which was a relief!


On Saturday morning, my condition continued to deteriorate. My temperature was 38.3°C/100.9°F.


As for my morning boner, it was nowhere to be found.


My cock was unusually small during my morning shower.

When you're young, a small morning cock is a clear sign of being unwell!
When you're young, a small morning cock is a clear sign of being unwell!

That night, I woke up around 3 AM with such a burning sensation in my throat that I couldn't get back to sleep.


When I got out of bed around 9 AM my fever was 39°C/102.2°F. It had been three and a half days since I started feeling bad, and my condition kept getting worse.


I asked my brother-in-law to test me for Covid again.


Here's the result:

Two lines is a positive result!
Two lines is a positive result!

I promptly left their apartment.


Even though I wasn't officially ill (the authorities had no record of it), I placed myself under house quarantine for a week, , as the law states.


I also informed my workplace, and, two hours later, I received this from them!

They sent me ice cream!
They sent me ice cream!

The note says: "Get well soon. Here's small gift to make your quarantine a bit easier. With love!"


How was the quarantine?


It was awful.


The first three days after I'd tested positive were hell by my standards since I'm rarely sick. However, my case was very mild. I didn't cough or suffer from shortness of breath. Also, I didn't lose my ability to taste or smell.


However, my fever was 39.5°C/103.3°F for three days, and my throat was killing me.


Showering was especially painful.

I constantly shivered.
I constantly shivered.

Three days later, last Wednesday, I finally started feeling better, and, to my surprise, all my symptoms were gone the next morning.


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On Friday, my morning glory returned!

I was so relieved to get my hard cock back!
I was so relieved to get my hard cock back!

My temperature was normal, and, even though my throat was still sore, it wasn't too bad - whereas before I couldn't get to sleep because my throat was so painful!


On Saturday, I felt strong enough to go to the nudist beach. However, since I was still in quarantine, I knew I shouldn't let anyone near my hole.


I knew that, at least in theory, I was still infectious…


…and also in practice, as my second Covid test shows!

The red indicator was paler compared to my first Covid test!
The red indicator was paler compared to my first Covid test!

That's why I didn't inform any of my friends that I was going to the beach. I knew I shouldn't meet anyone, especially for sex.


It wasn't as warm as I had hoped, and, in any case, swimming was out of the question. not only because the water was still freezing but also because of the excessive growth of seaweed.


The water was not swimmable, but it looked pretty stunning.

Because the sun was behind the clouds, the light was simply outstanding!
Because the sun was behind the clouds, the light was simply outstanding!

To avoid meeting anyone, I went as far north as possible, which I would have done that afternoon regardless because there were so many straight couples!


I rarely go during the weekend because there are far too many people for my taste and many straight families (sometimes even kids). I'm used to being at the nudist beach in mid-week when there are only horny naked men seeking a mouth, cock or a tight hole.


Even though there weren't many people, I'd say that more than half of them were straight couples. The men were naked, and the women topless.


In any case, not what I was hoping to look at!


So I continued north until there were a few hundred feet between me and the last pair of boobs.


I quickly got rid of my clothes and felt overjoyed!

It felt so good to be naked outdoors again!
It felt so good to be naked outdoors again!

What did I do all by myself?


During the first hour, I read this book:

The author was a professor in my university. He is one of the most intelligent people that I know.
The author was a professor in my university. He is one of the most intelligent people that I know.

You can buy it here:

The Golden Ratio


After getting tired from reading, I started walking with Luka along the beach. It felt fantastic to be naked again while wandering along the shore.


But I was no longer alone since random "joggers" from the nearby town arrived every few minutes.


Those "joggers" are the kind that need to release the pressure in their testicles.


Some of them were cute, and I knew they were interested because they slowed down and checked out my naked body.


I teased them by unashamedly exposing my love hole.

I was dying to feel a hard penis pressed against my hungry hole!
I was dying to feel a hard penis pressed against my hungry hole!

I exchanged looks and innuendos with several guys, but, each time the other party had waited for my final approval, I broke it off.


Nevertheless, one of them approached. His name was Eli, and he was in his early 40s and married.


"You have a really sexy ass and your hole looks delicious!"


That was the first thing that he told me.


"You are sexy too!" I answered, "but I've recently recovered from Covid, so you'd better not get too close to my ass."


"I just want to touch it. It looks so smooth!"


He caressed my ass, which resulted immediately in both of us getting hard. However, I took a few steps backward.


"We should stop!" I told him. "I'm at the beach 2-3 times during the mid-week, and I should be fully recovered by Monday. My ass will gladly welcome you next time!"


"What a shame. You're very sexy. I'd love to fuck you one day!"


"Perhaps next time," I smiled.


After he'd left, I thought about losing weight which is the only good thing that has resulted from being ill with Covid.


During the winter, I always gain 5-6 pounds.


I wrote about it here:

Are you struggling with negative body image? Becoming a nudist might help you!


From my experience, most men gain weight during the winter. I am often amazed when I reunite with my beach friends/fuck buddies around April.


Most of them gain more than ten pounds during the winter. As a result, I find most of my summer fucks no longer attractive!


As for me, every year, around March, I start a diet to get back to my summer weight. It's not easy, but by mid-June I'm skinny again.


Thanks to being so ill, I've lost all my extra pounds in one week!


It feels so good to be lean again!

That's my new speedo.
That's my new speedo.

It was getting windy and somewhat chilly. Therefore, I packed my belongings and took a final look at the approaching sunset.


The dim light and seaweed gave the scene a surreal sensation.

It was so beautiful!
It was so beautiful!

I decided to walk along the cliffs above the nudist beach and admire the view. I often walk there if I don't get a chance to shoot my load at the beach.


There are always horny guys there, either from the beach or the nearby town. I didn't expect to find anyone this time, least of all Shai.


Who's Shai?


He's the guy I fucked a few times with two years ago, before Covid. Last summer, he was the one who told me that our incredible 3-way was "disgusting."


You can read more about it here:

Most guys don't know how to take care of their asses. Sadly, it shows!


On Saturday, he was much nicer than the last time we spoke.


The first thing he did was grope my muscular ass!

This is where he held my smooth ass cheeks.
This is where he held my smooth ass cheeks.

"Look at you! All sexy, naked and alone," he told me and was about to release his (obviously hard) cock from his underwear.


"The last time I saw you, you said that sex at the beach is cheap and that you were no longer interested in it," I commented and moved away from his horny hands.


"Did I say that? That sounds an idiotic thing to say."


"You sure did! It was also very convincing."


"Well, whatever, let's fuck! It's been two years since I last enjoyed your terrific ass."


According to the law, I had another 15 hours before my quarantine was over but the temptation to feel Shai's cock shooting his sweet seed in me was hard to cope with.


The better part of me took hold of my urge to get fucked, and I told Shai the bad news. As a result, he took a few steps back in fear.


"I had Covid in February, and it was awful. I don't want to get infected again!"


Since he’d already had Covid, in theory he has natural immunity, and we could fuck! That was such good news.


I explained it to him.


"I don't want to risk it. I've heard about people getting re-infected. My Covid experience was horrid, and it took me over a month to fully recover."


Suddenly I felt lucky.


My Covid ordeal lasted only four days, and it was over.


Well, almost over, I can workout, but jogging is still too hard.

I will wait a few more days before resuming my workout routine.
I will wait a few more days before resuming my workout routine.

My life should be back to normal by the end of this week:

  • I will resume my workout routine.

  • I will finally be able to hug my parents (whom I haven't seen for nearly two weeks!)

But, most importantly, the sexy body, beautiful blue eyes, and bright mind of my boyfriend will again be within my reach.


Felix is finally coming home!

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