How much cum can a bottom, a mature top, and a horny young guy produce?

I finished my latest blog post with the following paragraph:

"Half an hour later, Barak's massive cock was fucking me while Uri was watching and masturbating. Uri climaxed first on my body, then Barak in my body, and lastly, me while they were observing my orgasm."

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Is your life too predictable? So is mine. Here's my solution for that:


The three of us were walking uphill (the one to the left of me in this photo):

It's a steep climb.
It's a steep climb.

Every so often, Barak told Uri to drink water. Since Uri was so out of shape, the journey was challenging for him. He had to stop frequently to catch his breath.


"Is he your friend?" I asked Barak.


"Of course not," Barak answered.


"I wouldn't have been surprised had he been your friend," I laughed. "I've witnessed far stranger things at this beach."


Barak smiled, "Damn right!" and added, "I'm surprised I've never seen your beautiful chest before, and I come to the beach quite often."


It was sweet of him to compliment my pecs in that manner.

Most of my sex partners love playing with my pecs and nipples.
Most of my sex partners love playing with my pecs and nipples.

"You've probably never seen me because you were always looking for sex by the southern pools and probably at weekends."


Barak seemed surprised, "I'm not always looking for sex, are you?"


"Of course," I answered. "I love to suck a man off at sunset."

Naked guys at the beach always check each other out.
Naked guys at the beach always check each other out.

From the way Barak looked at me, I knew he was excited about the possibility of me serving his tool.

"I never say no to a beautiful man like you who enjoys taking good care of my cock. As for the pools, you were right. I do sit by the southern pools. How did you know that?"


I usually don't sit where Barak does because it gets too crowded.

During the winter, though, it's beautiful to stay here.
During the winter, though, it's beautiful to stay here.

"I come to the beach three times a week but never on weekends and always walk north," I explained. "Since I would have remembered someone with a thick cock like yours, it was easy to figure out why we'd never met."


Barak smiled. "How do you know that my cock is so thick?"


Without waiting for permission, I shoved my hand into his speedo and held his semi-hard cock for a few seconds. It boned immediately, and Barak moaned in response.


Uri stared at us, partly shocked and partly horny.


"I was right. You do have a thick cock," I concluded on taking my hand out of Barak's speedo and, in my mind, also added, "and I want you to breed me before I return to my car."


"I bet your cock is even thicker than mine," Barak said and was about to do the same thing to me. I stopped his hand from exploring my jock's front pouch.


He looked at me, surprised.


"My cock is indeed thick, but I'm a bottom. I don't like when guys play with it."

If you ever come to the nudist beach, please don't touch my cock.
If you ever come to the nudist beach, please don't touch my cock.

Barak seemed disappointed.


"Well, can I at least see how thick it is? I promise I won't try to hold your cock."


"Sure," I said, pulled the jock pouch aside, and revealed my non-breeding device.

Bisexuals often tell me it's a shame that I never fuck.
Bisexuals often tell me it's a shame that I never fuck.

"It's not only thick but also gorgeous," Barak said, and I had a feeling his cock had started leaking in his speedo.


"It's such a shame you won't let others play with your tool," he sighed.


"You can play with my balls instead," I suggested.


We faced each other and started making out. Barak massaged my cum-loaded balls while I masturbated his cock and played with his hairy nipples.


Uri was still crawling uphill, and I was hoping he wouldn't faint.


Barak firmly held my balls, and I moaned on feeling a mature, hairy man owning my testicles.


"Such smooth balls," Barak whispered and kissed me. I was delighted to find that Barak wasn't only a top but that he also liked to kiss.


He was also an excellent kisser.


The way Barak massaged my balls and kissed me simultaneously almost made me cum. I broke away from his sweet lips and said:


"My balls are naturally smooth. I'm glad that yours are hairy."

My morning boner and cum factories.
My morning boner and cum factories.

"I used to shave my balls," Barak explained, "but it gets tiring to keep it smooth. In less than a day, it appears hairy again."


"If someone doesn't like my hairy balls," Barak concluded, "then he can kiss my ass."


I went behind Barak, pulled his speedo down, and kissed his furry ass in several spots while holding his hairy balls from below.


"I love your hairy balls, and you have a terrific ass."


"Wow, Theon! I'm so happy that we've met."


"Me too," I said, "but I'm tired of going uphill so slowly. I'll wait for you and Uri at the top."


"OK," Barak said, and I had the impression he wanted to push Uri downhill and forget about helping him.


On reaching the top, I put my backpack down and waited for Barak and Uri to catch up. Moments before they'd arrived, I took off my jock to signal Barak to come over and explore my fuck hole.


I smiled at Barak and turned around to make my intentions clear.

After sunset, this is one of my favorite breeding spots.
After sunset, this is one of my favorite breeding spots.

Barak hesitated for a split second, shrugged in frustration and yelled: "Theon, I need to take Uri to the coastal highway so he can catch a bus back home."


I put my jock back on and joined them.


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I was frustrated but also determined to milk Barak's magnificent cock using my powerful ass muscles.


At that point, I didn't realize that Barak was terrified of my fuckable ass.

My ass demands a lot of loving but gives a lot in return.
My ass demands a lot of loving but gives a lot in return.

The coastal highway was half a mile away, but it took us nearly 20 minutes to get there because Uri was walking so slowly.


There was a new look in his eyes, though. He was no longer dehydrated because Barak had given him a lot of water.


Instead, he was horny and couldn't take his eyes off Barak and me. He walked behind us, and I was sure he did that so he could keep staring at my exposed, smooth ass.


"What's his story?" I asked Barak and pointed at Uri.


"He's only 23, and this is his first visit to the beach," Barak explained. "He told me he'd walked two hours in the sun to get to the gay part of the beach."


"A newbie, ha?"


"Yes, and a clueless one. That's why I'm helping him."


"He should have received permission from the mayor first," I told Barak, who looked at me puzzled.


"Who's the mayor of the nudist beach?"


"I'm the mayor," I smiled. "Everyone knows me and my black dog, Luka."

Luka and I, returning from the nudist beach.
Luka and I, returning from the nudist beach.

Barak grinned, "I'm sorry, Theon. I didn't realize I was holding the mayor's balls before."


"Don't worry about it too much. Part of being the mayor of a gay nudist beach is letting most regulars play with my balls and fuck my hole."


Barak laughed out loud and said: "You are really something else!"


"Thanks, stud," I said and saw in Barak's eyes how horny he was. I saw the same look in Uri's eyes, but I wasn't attracted to him.


I couldn't wait to get close to the coastal highway to send Uri away and begin fucking.


We still had a long way to go because Uri was walking so slowly.

It took us forever just to get to this turn in the road.
It took us forever just to get to this turn in the road.

"You still haven't explained how you hooked up with Uri."


"I was sitting quite far south because I wanted to be alone," Barak said. "Too many weirdos were hitting on me, and I got tired of it."


"Were you naked?" I asked.


"Of course! I'm a nudist."


"It's no wonder they were attracted to your manly body."


"That's so sweet of you to say that, Theon," Barak said and tongue-kissed me. "You're a gorgeous man yourself!"


"I don't know how gorgeous I am," I told him when I finally broke from his sweet, deep kiss. "However, I usually go as far north as possible to be alone. There are too many weirdos at the beach."


I usually hang out by the northernmost shallow pools.

I've sprayed my semen countless times in those pools.
I've sprayed my semen countless times in those pools.

"Don't be so modest, Theon! You're eye candy and hot!" Barak said.


"Careful. You're going to make my head spin," I warned him.


Barak pulled me over and hugged me firmly while holding my submissive ass. "I'm sure guys tell you that quite often."


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"You're right! I do get a lot of compliments from guys at the beach. Sadly, a lot of them are weirdos."


"Shouldn't you do something about all those weirdos?" asked Barak. "After all, you are the mayor!"


I laughed.


"A lot of them are in the closet, and they are horny and confused," I replied and lowered my voice. "They are just like Uri. I feel sorry for them even when they anger me and force me to move elsewhere to escape their looks or odd behavior."


"You're probably right, and Uri's behavior proves your point. He sat down on seeing my naked body and immediately declared that he wasn't attracted to men."


"Of course, he's not attracted to men," I said. "And I'm a butch top who hates getting fucked!"


Barak laughed out loud.


"Well, you do look like a dominant top! The first impression you give is a distinct masculine toughness, and your thick, big cock is also confusing."


Several guys have told me that, so I wasn't surprised.

Perhaps being naked makes me feel vulnerable, hence my "tough" aura.
Perhaps being naked makes me feel vulnerable, hence my "tough" aura.

"Trust me," I assured Barak. "There's nothing butch or top about me. I'm a submissive bottom who sees heaven when a man dominates and fucks his tender hole."


"In any case, it's obvious that I'm a bottom when I wear a jock or a thong."

I've never met a top who wears a thong or jock daily as I do.
I've never met a top who wears a thong or jock daily as I do.

Barak was impressed.


"Israeli guys, even bottoms, never wear a jock. Is it comfortable?"


"Very! I only buy jocks. Do you want to try mine on?"


My offer had surprised Barak, and his growing bulge indicated that he liked it.


"Sure, but let's get Uri to the bus station first."


"Speaking of," I said, "what happened after he sat by you and said that he wasn't interested in guys?"


Barak laughed.


"Just what you've probably already guessed. He took out his hard cock, which was relatively small, and started masturbating while looking at me."


"I wasn't attracted to him and didn't feel comfortable that someone more than half my age was looking at me and masturbating. Therefore, I began talking with him."


"I know what you mean," I interrupted. "I hate it when guys sit by me and start masturbating."


"Well, who could blame them?" Barak asked.


I kissed him in response.


"Anyway," Barak continued, "Uri seemed exhausted and dehydrated. As you can see, he were badly sunburnt. When I was about to leave, he asked me how to get out of the beach. I felt sorry for him and told him to walk with me to the highway."


"Did he cum while masturbating and looking at you?" I asked.


"No," Barak replied, "but his balls were huge especially compared to his small cock."


Uri's hard cock was as big as my flaccid cock in the next photo.


His balls were twice as big as mine.

You'll find out soon enough how I know so much about his cock...
You'll find out soon enough how I know so much about his cock...

"Quite a story!" I commented. "You're a really nice guy. Most guys would have left him there!"


"I couldn't do that! I mean, look at him. He's dizzy and horny. It's the worst combination, especially at such a young age."


We'd almost reached the coastal highway, and Barak asked me when I would put on clothes.

"Are you planning to waltz butt-naked to your car?" he smiled.


"I wish I could, but I don't think the parking lot management would be too happy about it."


"Anyway, we've almost reached the highway, so I think it's about time to send Uri off"

The three of us were standing right here.
The three of us were standing right here.

Barak explained to Uri where the bus station was and asked if he wanted more water before leaving.


Then Barak turned back to me, and I handed him over my jock to try on. I was completely naked at that point.


Barak put down his backpack, removed his dark speedo, and revealed a magnificent, leaking hard cock.


We then realized that Uri hadn't left.


We were both naked and our cocks were hard and leaking.

My love juice.
My love juice.

Uri was standing close to us, playing with his small penis and huge balls, and there was a begging look in his eyes.


He didn't need to say anything for me to know that he wanted to stay and watch us fucking.


He did more than just watch…


To be continued…


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