When I was younger and not long discovered wanking. I was always thinking of new things to try. One day I decided I wanted to know what it was like to have a wank outside, and in the rain. What would it be like to have the cold wind and rain on my body whilst I jerked off. Anyway I decided to walk down the beach, o went down the quieter side, and I was the only one on the beach so took that as my opportunity. I undid my trousers and pushed them and my pants down to my ankles; I lifted my top up high so I could feel the rain and wind on my body, and I started to stroke my cock. It felt amazing; in fact so amazing I had my eyes closed and imagined someone sucking me off, I shot my load all over that rock. I lay there a second thinking about what I’d just don’t; then in the corner of my eye. I could see an older man stood on top of the cliff looking down at me. As soon as he seen me look up he hurried off, in the direction I would go to go home. I pulled my trousers up and walked back worrying incase this man was waiting for me on my way home. I never did find out who he was, but ever since that day I’ve been fascinated by older men.
