"June 2002. New country, new life. Hot, getting hotter every day.
Didn't get into the scene here till later summer. Done the normal expat stuff for a while, bars and restaurants getting a feel of the area.
Living 6km from the sea, a wonderful sandy beach and warm water. Went with my wife a few times. Guys on here might know the area. La Marina.
Well quickly discovered there was a nudist area within spitting distance of where we were. Full of, er rather large elderly German sun worshipers.
Well later summer got back in the scene via gaydar and hooked up a few guys. All of them mentioned a gay cruise area at La Marina beach, known locally as Rebello beach. Time to investigate me thinks.
First time there and literally just past the nudist beach were a few dunes, maybe 200m by 20m but behind was a much bigger wooded pine area.
Men were naked on the beach, also in the dunes which you couldn't see from the shoreline and wandering around in various state of dress, or undress in the wooded pine area.
Being short of time I headed for the woods. Tracks led to various discreet areas, but in truth nothing seemed to be happening. I quickly realized it was properly too hot. I would come back back another day. What I did notice was a few guys attempting to hook up. Make eye sight, keep eye sight and then walk slowly along a track to a secluded area. If followed drop your shorts, if you had anything on and start stroking your cock. If the other guy was interested he'd walk to you and either suck you or get sucked. I quickly learnt some guys stuck their tongue out, sort of will suck or pointed a finger to their mouth, will suck you.
Not set in stone but a start shall we say.
Most guys Mon to Fri were expats of all areas, on weekends lots of Spanish guys. The Spanish guys were all late 20s to 60s. Expats mostly 50s to 70s.
My first experience was soon after. I was walking in the woods and came across a guy, Dutch, tanned, naked. I realized he had been following me. I turned around and he beckoned me back to an area. I followed him.
Once there he asked me if I was on my own, I later found out married guys left their wife's on the beach, made an excuse and went looking for a bj.
He asked me if I was married, yes I said. Are you, I asked. Yes he said, to the man lying there. I turned and saw his partner watching 5m away and playing with his cock. He spat on his palm and wanked me, then as I got really aroused he knelt down and sucked me to completion. After I came he walked to his partner kissed and shared my cum with him.
Not a bad introduction to the cruise area I thought walking back to my car.
I had to get back here soon.
It was hit and miss to be fair but living fairly close I could be there and back and have a wander in a little over an hour.
Best of all you could arrange to meet guys there.
Over the couple of years I had some great fun and experiences, there was also the occasional m\f couple playing. You could tell as they would be surrounded by guys wanking and watching. I only once saw guys fucking the woman, mind you the sand all over her, the heat and sweat and cum on her made me smile. After she casually walked to the sea and washed it off, her husband thanked the guys in a language I didn't understand.
I never really had much luck with the Spanish guys. many turned up in work clothes, stunk to high heaven of BO looking to get sucked. Others were tanned, muscular, bearded and young. I only had the pleasure a couple of times. Pity.
Evenings were safe, usually a decent crowd due to the weather and heat here. To be fair no one bothered you, car parking at that time was close, people cleaned up after themselves. Never saw the Police once.
I was really a top at this time. I loved getting a bj, I fucked a few guys but always safe, carried a 8lt bottle of water and a towel to clean the sand off. My secret was safe.
We had a pretty secluded back garden, most houses near us were holiday homes, not occupied most of the year. We could sunbathe naked, all over tan. That was great as it allowed to to cruise naked. At least I did't come back with a sun burnt arse. Explain that.
I loved to wander naked. Freedom, it really was. Not only that you seemed to get more action, plenty more.
The best thing then was no one really carried a smart phone with a camera. I guess it was an unwritten rule, watch don't get involved unless asked and don't take pictures.
Over a couple of years I noticed a Spanish guy regularly there. Late 60's, smallish, dyed hair, greased back and wearing speedo's.
He was always in the same place and he became like a last resort before going home without any fun. He must have sucked at least 10 guys a days, many more on occasions. I had to try him. Mouth and throat like velvet. Wonderful. He said Muy Dulce after I came, very sweet in Spanish. I thought that's nice. He said it to every guy. I heard him say the same to others so many times.
Next up, 3somes, 4somes, gang bangs, my first bb anal and seeing my neigbour cruising.
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I'm a bit further down the coast, I'll have to head up and check this beach out 😉 |
