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beaches.txt
                           The Beaches

                           By SwampRat

"Of all the crummy places to get sent to! This island is 50 miles

from anywhere, and nothing but sand, a hut, and the seals... Well,

Sea-Lions. And noisy? Keep me up half the night! One little slip-up,

and I get tossed here... Oh yeah, I am supposed to be recording

'scientific data' on the little Bastar**... Well, at least I am getting

a good tan. Bye for now, John." He folded the letter in half and put it

with the rest of the mail. Boat wasn't due for another 2 Months...

Hell, might as well go sit on the beach, and take some more notes...

Removing his trunks so he wouldn't have a "bikini-line", the young man

went out onto the beach, and got comfortable. John was lying on the

warm sand, enjoying life, when one of the pups came over, squalling as

usual, and decided that his big toe was a nipple in disguise. So it

started sucking, and slurping, and salivating all over his foot. He

waited until the animal was done, which took a few minutes, then shook

it off, and folded it up against his groin. Crossed the other one up,

and into his hip socket in a classical yoga move. He sat contemplating

his navel, until the little twerp came back. "Must be weaning time

again," he thought. That's when the juveniles would suck on anything to

see if it gave milk. He had been observing, and jotting down such

behavior for a week now.



Noisy as ever, the creature wanted to try out that oddly-shaped teat

again... It sniffed around him, barking every now-and-again. John

thought about shooing it away, but didn't want to break his

concentration. The Sea-Lion pup did that for him... It put a wet

flipper on either thigh, and dived for the middle. All of a sudden, the

young man found himself with a hungry piniped attached to his cock! He

yelped, and looked down into one brown eye. Tried coaxing it off with a

finger, but the animal wanted the "nipple" it had found. Then John

forgot about everything, as his penis expanded in the warmth. Six weeks

without any company but his hand... he dug his fingers into the dry

sand, as a rough tongue raked across the sensitive underside. The

Sea-Lion let out a grunt, then slobbered over the cock, sucking harder.

The young man couldn't take but a few minutes of this. He clutched his

thighs, balls rumbling under the smooth chin. The animal knew something

was going on, because it stepped up it's suction, and when the cum

splashed against the back of it's throat, it squeezed rythemically on

John's maleness with it's thick tongue, literally milking him, until

nothing more could be coaxed out, not by suction or friction... The

Sea-Lion gave snort, then a guttural growl, and dropping his shrinking

dick, made it's way back out to the sea.



John was about ready to pass-out... Sunofabitch! He went over to a

deserted spot, and washed himself with sea-water. Too cold to take a

dip yet.. and too hot to stay in the sun... Time to get into the

hammock. He had made the thing from two pieces of rope and a ten foot

by six foot piece of canvas. It had lots of holes, but still held his

weight securely, so he hadn't bothered patching the cloth. The young

man lay down, and as a gentle breeze made the canopy sway, drifted off

into slumber... Someone came splashing out of the foam, laughing,

running to greet him. It was Mike! How the hell did he get here?!?

Never mind that, just kiss me you fool... And they kissed, and felt

each other's bodies, and rolled in the surf, finally ending up between

each other's thighs. He played with the man-meat, licking on it,

enjoying the feeling of warm breath on his cock. He slid the cock into

his mouth, feeling wet, eager lips do the same to him. Then Mike

growled just like one of the animals... And John woke up, sucking on

his thumb. Damnit! He pulled his appendage out of his mouth, and

noticed that the lips were still attached, if anything even more wanton

in their grasping. No... He looked over the side of his hammock to see

another animal, it's nose pressed against the canvas, slavering away on

his erection.



'Oh, Shit! Must've slipped through one of the holes...' "Unnnh!" He

grabbed the sides, another orgasm setting his nerves on fire. The

Sea-Lion's strong throat muscles pulled the cum from his testicles.

Then a muscular tongue not only stripped the remaining ejaculate out of

the fleshy pole, but did so thorough a job, it's owner got another

mouthful of cum. Frustrated it couldn't get any more "milk", the animal

barked, and went off in search of another source, while the man lay in

a stupor, unable to even twitch, eyes staring at each other. When John

finally gathered enough strength to move, he flopped out of the

hammock, and crawled into the hut. The young man lay, half-in, and

half-out, for a while, then heard a commotion coming out from behind

him. Now what??? A whiskered snout tickled his heel. Not again... "Go

away!" he croaked, shoving weakly at the creature with one foot. But

this animal wasn't about to be put off so easily. It sniffed up his leg

stopping at the junction. It nuzzled his balls, and sniffed his dick,

but really seemed to be fascinated by his buttocks. It sniffed every

inch of his ass, then stuck it's nose into the valley. John could only

grunt, and wave a hand feebly, as the animal moved up his spinal

cord, stopping to lick at a patch of skin. Long flippers lay on either

side of his thighs, as the animal rubbed it's smooth skin against his

tan hide. It wasn't until he felt something long and thick press

against his ass that John realized what the animal wanted.



"It must be one of the younger males", He thought, "Not big enough to

steal a female, but still horny." He chuckled when he remembered

watching one try to screw a coconut, and had made numerous accounts of

them humping the sand in frustration... He gasped as 7 inches of

slippery animal-cock slid through his butt-cheeks. John flexed his

gluteals, pressing on the maleness, holding it in place. That wasn't

such a good idea. The animal barked, and piniped ejaculate squirted all

over his buttocks. John though that now the creature had finished it

would leave him in peace. But instead of moving off of the exhausted

human, the Sea-Lion stroked his sides, and slid it's cock through the

slime, finding the puckered anal ring, which resisted the intruder for

a moment. But it was no match for the streamlined tip, slick with cum,

and sweat. John groaned, as the entire length slowly made it's way into

his entrails. The Sea-Lion growled, shoving it's hips down, until a

leathery sheath was pressed against the tanned cheeks. Nuzzling his

neck, the animal buggered him with long, slow strokes. The young man

wiggled his toes as his prostate gland was massaged, thoroughly. 'Wow,

This was a turn-on, and a..." "Ummmmph!"



John thought about raising up, and get that last little bit, but the

animal didn't seem to mind, quite happy to slide only 9/10ths of it's

maleness into the warm, tight orifice. Nor did he seem to care when the

human slumped forward, as he came in a flurry of quick humps. The

Sea-Lion lay on top of the man for a few minutes, sated. Then it pulled

it's shrinking cock out of the wonderful hole it had found, and made

it's way back to the sea. John crawled the rest of the way into the

hut, secured the door, and passed out..

.....



When he awoke the next morning, he jotted down the new information,

editing out all references to sex. Then he stretched, went out to the

'bathroom', and ate breakfast. Time to get into the surf.. A luxurious

swim refreshed him. Then a stretch on the sun... He awoke to leathery

skin rubbing his butt.. Oh, No! Not Again!! Yes, again... The animal

drove him into the soft sand, grunting, and nuzzling his neck. This one

was bigger. and came faster. John grunted, found himself responding to

the animal's buggering. The cock slid deep, spewed it's semen. The

Sea-Lion panted in his ear, stroked his sides, humped slowly. Then

faster, eager to ejaculate again into the anus which gripped him like

no female had ever done. John's penis was grated into the soft sand,

heightening his own orgasm. The piniped yelped, the man's ass throbbing

around it's 9-inch maleness. It plowed in to the hilt, spurting. John

bucked his hips upwards, lifting the animal up. The Sea-Lion grabbed

the human tightly, still humping. It slid out reluctantly, balls

drained. Made it's way down the beach. This time John welcomed the

attention of the adolescent who slurped up the last of his cum.


The time passed in much the same manner. He would take a dip, 'feed'

one of the hungry animals, get buggered by a horny male. When it came

time, John almost hated to put on his trunks, but did, greeted the

Crewmember who brought supplies, and mail. Then when the man had left,

he put everything away, and looked over the bundle of papers.. A letter

from Mark. One from the Company he worked for... He was Going Home! The

season was almost over, so they were yanking him in early. The next

time the ship came, he was to leave with it! John bit his lip. He was

going to miss the warm beach, the even warmer animals.. Ah, well. Then

he opened the other one. A 'Dear John,' Letter.. The young man found

himself not even caring. He had many lovers now. Let the Bitch have the

floozy!

....

The days flew by, not many Sea-Lions were left. The day before the

ship was to arrive he went out to say farewell to the beach, and get in

a few hours of nude sun-bathing... A whiskered smooch told John that

another male had come looking for either a meal or a good lay. He

turned his head, as the animal lay beside him, poking at his butt with

it's erection. He grinned, stroked it for a moment, then pressed the

seeping tip to his ass-hole. Moaned as all 9-inches plowed in. A second

bull came up the shore-line. He looked at them, grunted, and pressed

his nose between the man's legs. A copy of what was sliding between his

butt-cheeks, stared him in the face. It occurred to him that in all

this time, he had never sucked on them. Well... He grasped the rubbery

pole, licking on the testicles. They tasted salty, and good. The

Sea-Lion grunted around his cock, sucking harder. It moaned when he let

his tongue slide along the length of it's dick. He sucked the tip in,

noting the flavor was like it nuts, salty and male. He swallowed the

rubbery flesh to where it vanished into the penile slit. Sucked with

abandon, reveling in having 2 males at the same time.. The only problem

was, they were both premature ejaculators.. 'Wham, Bam, Thank You.. '

Oh, Shit!! The Sea-Lion had no more than pulled out of his ass, than

another, bigger cock filled the vacant hole. His mouth too, had another

penis to work upon. Someone munched his tortured testicles, before

gulping down his rock-hard maleness.



And he would no more finish off one horny piniped, than another took

it's place. His anus was swamped with semen, cum poured into his

gullet, his nuts made to give up yet another mouthful of rich cream..

The orgy lasted most of the day. Finally, when the last cock had been

drained, no more could be gotten out of his balls, and piniped cum

dripped over his buns, they left. John crawled out to the sea's edge.

Washed as best he could, and went onto his shack for a long snooze.

....

When the boat came, it found an empty hut. For John had not been

alone. A tribe of Island Natives had used the beach for their fertility

rites. The  light-skinned one had been chosen by the SeaGods. He had

mated with the FurryOnes, as they did. It took very little persuasion

on their part to get him to come with them. He did stare at their

11-inch manhoods.. They grinned, watching his interest grow as they

told of the other rites, other animals. They got into canoes, and

paddled to another Island, Where dogs greeted them with barks and

licks, and other men, also nude, welcomed the new one. That night, as

John lay next to a large, male dog whom he was slowly buggering, he

smiled. So Mark had found someone new... Well, so had he! The animal

growled, rubbed his head against the smooth chest, thrust his slick

doggy-cock through long fingers. Laamna hoped Master came before sleep

overtook them both. He yawned, and wriggled in the human's lap,

impatient to feel his new master's penis swell inside his guts. He got

his wish too...